"What? Your cousin is getting married!"
"Keep your voice down." Wei Yuan pressed the three-foot-high Yan Chuyang onto the seat, and said in a low voice, "This is the library, what are you looking for?"
Yan Chuyang seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes fluttered and he sat down on the chair, muttering: "How could it be so fast? Obviously, he is still so young."
"What are you young?" Wei Yuan closed the book in his hand and said, "My brother is almost twenty-six, if he hadn't been discouraged by that Shen Shimin who drank human blood a few years ago, he might get married now gone."
"Then, what should I do?" Yan Chuyang slumped on the back of the chair, his face pale, as if he had been greatly stimulated.
"Hey, don't be like this." Wei Yuan couldn't bear to raise his hand and patted Xia Yan Chuyang's shoulder and said, "There is no grass anywhere in the end of the world, why bother to love my cousin unrequitedly, I will find you a more handsome one later."
"Impossible." Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes weakly, "I only like him. If he gets married, I will, and there is no meaning for me to exist."
Wei Yuan was so startled by his words that his spine shivered, and he frowned and said, "What's this called? Are you going to die if he gets married?"
"No." Yan Chuyang shook his head, "Even if it is death, I still want to attract his attention, so I want to kill first." Yan Chuyang raised his eyes and fixedly looked into Wei Yuan's eyes, "Kill first Whoever stays with me, his family will be fine."
Wei Yuan shuddered all over, shrank back subconsciously, raised his hand to protect his chest and said, "You're fucking broken in love, why are you scaring me?"
Yan Chuyang slammed his forehead against the cold table and rolled back and forth, uncomfortable: "Wei Yuan, I'm going to die, what should I do, what should I do?"
Wei Yuan sighed: "It seems that you really like my cousin."
Yan Chuyang is gay and likes his cousin Wei Qing.
This is a secret that Wei Yuan knew since he was in junior high school.
Yan Chuyang and Wei Yuan grew up together, and the two families are very close. When Yan Chuyang was five years old, his father died and his mother remarried. He grew up with his grandmother. A few years ago, his grandmother also After passing away, only Yan Chuyang is left in the family.
Wei Yuan has never been able to understand when or why Yan Chuyang fell in love with his cousin who is always serious.
In short, when he was fourteen years old, Yan Chuyang pointed to a family portrait in their house and said, "Is this the one in the shirt your brother?"
Wei Yuan glanced at him and nodded: "Well, it's my uncle's son, cousin."
Yan Chuyang hummed, and said calmly: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect that the person I have a crush on is your cousin."
Wei Yuan wasn't surprised, he simply said "Oh" to show that he knew.
According to his mother, in her natal family, except for girls, most of the men are gay, and there are too many such people around him, and he is used to it.
From that day on, Wei Yuan became the messenger for Yan Chuyang to steal Wei Qing's private information.
Wei Qing's big and small feelings will always be passed on to Yan Chuyang through Wei Yuan's mouth.
"Okay!" When Yan Chuyang knocked his smooth forehead on the table for the eighteenth time, Wei Yuan finally couldn't take it anymore, and raised his voice, "Let me tell you the truth, I scared you just now, didn't you Broken love, but... the peach blossoms are coming."
Yan Chuyang snorted dejectedly, with a hoarse voice: "He's about to get married, where can I get peach blossoms?"
"My brother got married in a fake way." Wei Yuan said slowly, "He is now anxious to find a partner to marry, and he entrusted me with the task of finding someone."
The air was silent for a few seconds.
The person lying on the table jumped up suddenly: "Find me, find me! I'll marry him!"
"I'll wipe it!" Wei Yuan stood up and pushed him down, looked at the angry eyes around the library, nodded his head apologetically, then sat down, and whispered to Yan Chuyang: "You are a college student anyway, do you have any qualities? "
"Look for me, look for me." Yan Chuyang grabbed Wei Yuan's arm, lowered his voice and kept emphasizing, "I am the most suitable. I have imagined the scenario of marrying him countless times, and I am absolutely capable!"
Wei Yuan's forehead twitched, and he said in disgust, "You should be more reserved."
Yan Chuyang is like a repeater: "Wei Yuan, find me, find me, I will marry him!"
Wei Yuan: "It's not just a matter of saying it's over. My cousin said that it needs an interview."
"Find me, I'll tie him up."
"I have to interview."
"Find me, I'll tie him up."
Wei Yuan: "..."
*****
At the window of the restaurant with European-style decoration, a tall and straight man in a black suit leaned impatiently on the back of the chair, unconsciously tapping his fingers on the table.
As if waiting for someone, the man raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves every minute to look at the shining platinum watch, his handsome brows frowned into a deep "Chuan".
Although it looks impatient, it still exudes charm and nobility.
"Hello? Wei Yuan?"
"Cousin, why did you call?"
Wei Qing looked out the window and said coldly: "When is the person you introduced to me? I have been waiting for him for ten minutes and thirty-seven seconds?"
"Cousin, don't worry, he left early in the morning, there may be a traffic jam on the road."
"Can you rely on some clues?"
"This guarantee is reliable!"
Wei Qing was dissatisfied and sneered coldly: "You told me the same thing a few days ago, but those few you introduced are all crooked? When they came up, they had orchid fingers, and they were cute, and one of them was still wearing stockings Come here! You're going to eat me alive, even if it's a fake marriage, you can't make me sick!"
"Brother, it's my fault." Wei Yuan explained, "Those few were accidents, you will definitely be satisfied with today's one."
The few introduced a few days ago were hired by Wei Yuan on purpose.
He knew that his cousin was straight. What he hates the most is sissy, so he specially found a few extras on the street to deliberately act sissy to make Wei Qing disgusted.
Compared with these terrible sissies, Yan Chuyang should make Wei Qing's eyes shine.
Contrast is the best way to reflect the beauty of a beauty.