"You said that you are young and you have to wait until you graduate. Okay, let me wait, isn't it just a year and a half? At worst, I take a cold shower every day, and I can bear it until I vomit blood, but you, you backtracked, and I haven't touched your hand yet. Finger, you just told me you want a divorce, Yan Chuyang, you are a liar, you are not going to let me touch you at all!"
"Who wasn't prepared!" Yan Chuyang blurted out, "I said graduation, that's graduation! I just feel that I can't accomplish anything now, and I'm not qualified to do these things. If you endure hard work, I won't work hard? Me too Man, if you kiss and hug for a while, I will feel it too! But I endure it! Because I think I am a person who can't even support myself, why should I touch others? I fucked you, it will only delay you!"
The expression on Wei Qing's face froze, his whole mind was in confusion.
He always felt that he didn't understand Yan Chuyang's brain circuit before, but now he felt that he was a little wrong.
It's not that he doesn't understand, he is not on the same thinking track as Yan Chuyang at all!
The focus of the two is completely different.
"What are you talking about?" Wei Qing looked helplessly into the boy's eyes and said, "You can't sleep with me because you can't do anything, what kind of logic is this?"
"You don't understand at all." Yan Chuyang turned his face away stubbornly, the corners of his eyes were still wet, and he looked pitifully tight.
"If I don't understand, just tell me." Wei Qing softly raised his hand and wiped the boy's eyes, "If you keep holding back and don't say anything, you will feel uncomfortable, and I will feel uncomfortable too."
Yan Chuyang shook his face and shook his hand away, gritted his teeth and said, "So what if I told you, will you understand?"
How could he understand, his inferiority complex in front of him, his uneasiness in front of him, and those fears of worrying about gains and losses, if you tell him, he will only find it ridiculous.
Wei Qing has been the pride of heaven since he was a child. He has a good family background, good education, good looks, good brains, and is a good money maker when he grows up. He can start several companies with his hard work.
He went smoothly all the way, how could he understand the inferiority complex of a person who has lived at the bottom since he was a child, and no matter how hard he tried, he could barely reach the height of his shoulders
He just wants to work hard to improve himself, and after he has his own career, he wants to do that kind of thing with the person he likes, because it is a kind of responsibility.
Why did he take his body so irresponsibly before he was able to support him or give him a better life
His grandma told him since he was a child that people who can't even support themselves, thinking about those bad things every day, are the behavior of hooligans and the most shameful behavior in the world!
Wei Qing sighed helplessly, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and said, "Then tell me, how far do you think...your career must develop before we can have a chance to have sex?"
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a while, squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said, "At least... At least I have to have my own company."
"Start a company?" Wei Qing's eyebrows twitched twice, and he hurriedly said earnestly, "It's very easy to start a company. If you want to start a company, I can get you one right now. Just tell me what kind of business you want to start. It's a comic book business." room, or..."
"I mean relying on my own efforts to open one myself." Yan Chuyang interrupted him with a frown.
Wei Qing's heart sank, he clicked his tongue, and then coaxed him softly: "Chuyang, I don't mean to underestimate your ability, I just think that starting a company depends on you alone, and the progress must be slow. See if it’s not like this, can I become a shareholder? I’m not opening it for you, I’m providing you with capital, technology, venue, and staff, and then you use my investment to open it yourself, which is also your own. business, right?"
Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes, thought for a while, raised his eyes after being silent for a long time, and said in a daze, "Isn't this why you helped me start the company? Everything is yours."
Wei Qing clenched his jaw and spat in his heart, this kid was more sober than anyone else when he should be confused.
"I don't want to tell you anymore." Yan Chuyang sat up from the sofa, lifted the blanket and looked for his clothes everywhere.
Seeing the boy's fair chest, Wei Qing stabbed his eyes and turned his head to avoid it.
"Where's my shirt..." Yan Chuyang rummaged around on the sofa, frowning and asking.
"Top?" Wei Qing was stunned for a moment, looked down at the ground, and when he saw the clothes thrown on the corner of the sofa, he bent down full of guilt and picked up the boy's T-shirt that had been torn in half, and put it on the Yan Chuyang's side.
The boy picked up the clothes and unfolded them, and said with his mouth tightly shut: "Do you think this can still be worn?"
The indirect accusation is even more guilty.
Wei Qing's face became hot, and he felt as if he had been punched in the face, his face was extremely hot with embarrassment.
Did he really go crazy just now? Like a beast, he tore Yan Chuyang's clothes irrationally.
He is a member of the celebrity circle, he is dignified and elegant on the outside, decent and generous, and anyone who sees him can say that he is a standard gentleman.
But just now, what about his self-cultivation, his connotation... ..
In fact, I don't blame him, I didn't want to tear it up at first, but the boy's little look of humiliation and pitiful struggle under him is really too painful. Under him, moaning obediently, the result was a stimulus... Cough cough cough! Men really are beasts in clothes!
well! He is mean!
"Hey!" Yan Chuyang pushed Wei Qing's shoulder, "Why are you in a daze, I can't wear this anymore, you need to help me find a dress."
Wei Qing's eyes flickered, and he quickly stood up from the sofa, walked to the clothes hook at the door, threw the shirt he wore once yesterday to Yan Chuyang, coughed lightly, and said, "Put on mine first, don't want to wear it. I went upstairs and found it for you."
Yan Chuyang hummed, and put on his shirt, which was a little too big for him.
The sleeves are quite suitable, and the length is about the same, but Yan Chuyang's shoulders are two or three centimeters narrower than Wei Qing's, so when the shirt is put on, it looks empty and looks very inappropriate.
The fat shirt made the boy look more and more slender.