The villa of Yang Jue and Qin Nuoxi in the southern district of S City.
After Yang Jue sang a few lines of a song, Qin Nuoxi couldn't help laughing: "Haha, Yang Jue, you're out of tune again."
Yang Jue shook his head helplessly: "I told you, I can't sing naturally."
"It doesn't matter, I can sing anyway." Qin Nuoxi said, and the whole person leaned over, and put his arms around Yang Jue's neck, "I can sing whatever you want to hear in the future, and I will be your boss Exclusive karaoke machine, but this song "The Sound of Jue Is Still"... "
The smile in Qin Nuoxi's eyes faded a lot, and it seemed that many bad memories were brought back.
But in the next second, Yang Jue kissed his forehead: "Don't worry, this is a song you specially wrote for me. I promise you will learn this song well, and I will sing it to you every day in the future."
This is the gift that Qin Nuoxi wanted to give him eight years ago. He missed it at the time, but now he found it again with great difficulty, so he must hold on to it tightly.
Qin Nuoxi curled her lips again, and smiled: "Yang Jue, you are much more honest and lovely now than you were eight years ago."
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Eight years ago, Yang Jue was 20 years old and was studying an MBA major in an American university, while 17-year-old Qin Nuoxi stayed in the United States for a while after dropping out of high school, mixing with friends he made in society .
In the summer of that year, Yang Jue happened to meet Qin Nuoxi on the street on his way home from school.
People were in a hurry on the boring road, but today something happened suddenly, which caused many people to stop and watch.
The sound of singing wafted to my ears, and Yang Jue's footsteps also froze.
In the evening, the bangs on his forehead were gently blown by the evening wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled down, falling on the body of the seventeen-year-old boy little by little.
The boy was holding the guitar and humming songs. He sang his favorite songs, including classic old songs from China, Europe and America, and some popular ones now, with some impromptu songs mixed in between. His voice was melodious. Unique, and unexpectedly handsome and beautiful.
This beautiful young man from the east is clearly young and vigorous, but there is deep confusion and sadness hidden in his singing, which made Yang Jue resonate immediately.
His father, Yang Peng, is not around all the year round. He and his mother seem to have been abandoned, and they depend on each other in a foreign country. And he also grew up gradually under the strict education of the Yang family, and almost lost his courage to pursue freedom. Many times, he I can't even tell what I want.
After singing three songs, it was getting late, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, but Yang Jue didn't leave for a long time, instead, he walked in front of the boy.
Taking out the banknotes from the wallet, Yang Jue bent down to give him the money, but the young man stopped him and shook his head: "I'm not begging."
Yang Jue couldn't help being taken aback: "Just to sing?"
"Well, it's just singing."
Seventeen-year-old Qin Nuoxi smiled slightly. At this moment, there was a very positive light in his eyes.
For the next week, Qin Nuoxi would always appear here, and some passers-by wanted to give him money, but he refused them all. As he said, there was no other purpose, just singing his favorite song, the ultimate rebirth of an abandoned woman.
And Yang Jue always stood in the back row of the crowd, listening silently, and every time a song ended, he would give Qin Nuoxi his own applause.
"Hey, you seem to come here every day." This day, Qin Nuoxi blinked and smiled at him.
In an instant, Yang Jue was taken aback for a moment, his smile became even more charming, the throbbing in his eyes flashed, and he quickly returned to calm.
"I'm just passing by." Yang Jue said lightly.
Qin Nuoxi didn't mind his indifference. On the streets of other countries, it was very lucky to meet such a Chinese who was about his age and cheered him on every day.
"Are you a college student?"
"Ok."
"Do you like to sing too?"
Yang Jue shook his head decisively: "I don't like it, I can't sing."
"It's okay, I'll teach you later." Qin Nuoxi smiled again.
"..." Yang Jue was slightly taken aback, and then said, "I should go back."
"By the way, at this point tomorrow, we will see you soon."
Yang Jue didn't respond, turned around and left, while Qin Nuoxi shouted loudly behind him: "Hey, I'll wait for you, you must come!"
But the next day, Yang Jue's school had a temporary event, and a few days ago, Mrs. Yang also said that Yang Jue had been coming home late recently. What a strange person.
Yang Jue thought about it and decided to stay in school.
Busy until more than eight o'clock in the evening, it began to rain again. Yang Jue reckoned that Qin Nuoxi must have left at this time, and afterward, the Yang family sent someone to pick him up in a car, taking a different route than usual, so Yang Jue never ran into Qin Nuoxi at all.
He thought he missed it today, anyway, he still has a chance to meet tomorrow.
After raining all night, it finally cleared up the next day. However, when Yang Jue passed by, the delicate-looking young man with crooked brows and smiling eyes was no longer there.
For many days after that, Yang Jue didn't see Qin Nuoxi either.
Forget it, let's just pretend that nothing happened. Anyway, they don't even know each other's names, and they don't have any contact information. They will become strangers after all.
…
Eight years later, in S city, when Yang Jue was drinking and socializing with the bosses and managers of other companies, Qin Nuoxi, who was working everywhere, happened to be working as a waiter in this bar.
The other bosses fell in love with the pretty Qin Nuoxi at a glance, touched his little hand, took the opportunity to moleste and moles Qin Nuoxi, and even asked him to sing, Qin Nuoxi sang a few casually, which made them very happy.
But Yang Jue next to him was stunned. This waiter gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, whether it was from his eyebrows or singing.
At the critical moment, it was Yang Jue who rescued Qin Nuoxi and pulled him out of the box.
"Have we met? Once in America—"
Qin Nuoxi laughed instantly, and interrupted him: "Please, Mr. Yang, what age is this, you still use such old-fashioned lines when you strike up a conversation."
"..." Yang Jue choked a little.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, a humble person like me is not good enough for you, and I'm not interested in intervening in your rich boss's world to change faces."
There was a touch of disgust in Qin Nuoxi's tone, and then he walked away.
Looking at his back, Yang Jue froze in place. Was that person eight years ago really not him
A day later, Yang Jue wanted to inquire about Qin Nuoxi again, but the person in charge of the bar told him that Qin Nuoxi had been fired.
In the east district of S City, Shang Huan's headquarters building, inside Yang Jue's office.
"Assistant Feng, I want to find someone." Yang Jue pondered, "He has a good appearance, and he is also very talented and talented in music."
"Who is it?" Assistant Feng was a little puzzled, "Mr. Yang, you don't need to look for it yourself, you can send a manager there."
"No..." Yang Jue shook his head, and couldn't help pinching the space between his brows, "I want to find him myself."
He couldn't tell the reason, but he just wanted to take the initiative to find that person, as if he was trying to make up for some debt.
Later, after learning that Qin Nuoxi silently participated in the "Voice of Tomorrow" singing competition, after the audition, Yang Jue went to the bar again to find Qin Nuoxi.
"Mr. Yang, do you simply appreciate my talent, or do you want to sleep with me because of my face?"
Qin Nuoxi's attitude has always been cold and alienated, and there is sarcasm in his smile. Yang Jue sometimes feels that he is not at all like the boy eight years ago.
"..." Yang Jue froze for a moment, but was suddenly interrupted by his younger brother Yang Anyu, and did not answer.
Afterwards, Qin Nuoxi asked this question again, and Yang Jue simply said, "I don't like men."
Yes, for twenty-eight years, he has never felt anything different about men.
Hearing this, Qin Nuoxi's eyes dimmed, and he said softly, "Sorry, I misunderstood."
After that, Qin Nuoxi's attitude towards Yang Jue became much more normal. He seemed to let go of some knots in his heart and did not deliberately alienate him anymore.
Since Yang Jue is not only Mr. Yang who manages Shang Huan, but also the brother of his friend Yang Anyu, Qin Nuoxi is even willing to chat with him sometimes.
On this day, because of the company's affairs, Yang Jue had a dispute with the Yang family's uncles again, so he was in a bad mood, so he dragged Qin Nuoxi out for a drink, and ended up getting drunk.
Qin Nuoxi had no choice but to help him to his home first, but Yang Jue suddenly kissed Qin Nuoxi Qin Nuoxi was stunned for an instant, didn't he say he didn't like men? But why do you still treat yourself...
There was no time to think about it, the tongues of the two were tightly intertwined, Qin Nuoxi only felt that Yang Jue's mouth was domineeringly occupied, and his breath was about to be taken away by him, and Yang Jue used his strength to drink She clasped Qin Nuoxi's head tightly, sucked his body fluid, tasted the sweetness in his mouth, and kept deepening this passionate kiss...
Afterwards, Yang Jue even pushed Qin Nuoxi under him, began to tear his shirt, kneaded the red bumps on his chest, and slowly separated his legs.
Now Qin Nuoxi was completely flustered, panting and struggling, trying to push away Yang Jue who was pressing on him: Yang...Yang Jue, I...I'm Qin Nuoxi..."
"I... I am a man!"
Qin Nuoxi yelled, and immediately, Yang Jue's movements froze, and he suddenly became sober.
Looking at Qin Nuoxi below him, his shirt had already been torn off by him, and his fair neck and chest were left with traces of being ravaged by him, Yang Jue's expression was very complicated.
"I'm… sorry."
After finishing speaking, Yang Jue took his suit jacket and left in a hurry.
Seeing him running away from something scary in a hurry, Qin Nuoxi, who was still lying on the bed, laughed at himself, and then slowly got dressed.
Sure enough, he shouldn't have had any expectations from the beginning.
When "Voice of Tomorrow" was approaching the finals, the family's father was seriously ill and strongly disapproved of him joining the circle. Helpless, Qin Nuoxi surprised everyone by withdrawing from the competition and leaving the stage.
There was a sudden change in the show, and someone took the opportunity to fabricate false information to smear Qin Nuoxi, and gossip abounded for a while. Qin Nuoxi couldn't get through on the phone, and Yang Jue was even more anxious. While sending a publicist to deal with the matter urgently, he searched for Qin Nuoxi everywhere.
After searching a lot of information, Yang Jue found out that Qin Nuoxi's hometown is in City N, so Yang Jue rushed to a resettlement community on the outskirts of the city overnight, and knocked on the door of Qin Nuoxi's house.
Regarding Yang Jue's arrival, Qin Nuoxi was shocked, and his heart was uncertain; Qin's father at home became even more angry, and kept yelling to tell Yang Jue to get out!
However, Yang Jue didn't leave, and kept wandering around Qin Nuoxi's house.
Seeing this, Qin Nuoxi felt distressed and puzzled: "Mr. Yang, why are you doing this? I'm just a little singer. Even if you can't sign me, there will be new people in the future, and there will be more people in this circle." The little fresh meat from me can replace me, maybe they can sing better than me."
"You are different from them!" Yang Jue said decisively, his eyes were hot and determined, "Qin Nuoxi, don't be afraid, there is still me in this circle, I will let you sing cleanly."
In an instant, Qin Nuoxi's heart warmed, but she couldn't help but smile: "How can it be so simple? Yang Jue, you are sometimes naive."
"Yes!" Yang Jue emphasized again, "Trust me, okay?"
Qin Nuoxi: "...OK."
Later, Qin Nuoxi called Yang Anyu over, Qin's father was tortured by Yang Jue for a few days, and finally he was willing to take a step back, and this matter was temporarily resolved.
After Qin Nuoxi debuted, they became not only a relationship between a boss and a subordinate, but also friends. However, facing Yang Jue, Qin Nuoxi occasionally couldn't control her heart.
"Yang Jue, don't be too nice to me, I will think too much about you."
"Then you should think more about it."
"Huh?" Qin Nuoxi was slightly taken aback.
Yang Jue smiled and didn't continue talking. Between them, this seemingly friendship net has not been pierced for a long time.
After a while, Yang Jue was arranged by Mrs. Yang to go on a blind date, and Shen Donghao and Qin Nuoxi were also entangled. Their misunderstandings and barriers became more and more serious, and finally reached a breaking point.
On the weekend, the two made an appointment to go to a musical together, but Yang Jue didn't show up again.
Yang Jue drank a lot of wine with other women, and Qin Nuoxi had been waiting for him in the rain. When Yang Jue found out, he blamed himself and felt heartbroken, and forced Qin Nuoxi to his villa.
During the dispute, Yang Jue kissed Qin Nuoxi again. After the kiss, the two hot bodies got entangled again and became out of control.
"Yeah! Yang...Yang Jue, you...do you know who I am?" On the bed, Qin Nuoxi's face was flushed, panting and moaning uncontrollably.
The man in front of him had bright eyes, and his slender fair neck was leaning back. Beads of sweat kept slipping down from his cheeks, full of charm, which also induced Yang Jue's bottom to become more swollen and stiff, and he slammed harder.
"Of course I know, you are Qin Nuoxi, I...my..."
Qin Nuoxi, who usually looks reckless and always smiles when things happen, is enduring the pain at this moment, using his young body to withstand Yang Jue's ferocity. In a trance, Qin Nuoxi seems to see the old man from eight years ago. That Yang Jue dances with the crane and the moonlight.
He always likes to stand behind the crowd and listen to him sing silently. His eyes are often full of confusion. Qin Nuoxi smells a similar smell and knows that Yang Jue is also a sad and lonely person who lives carefully.
After a night of presumptuous tossing, Yang Jue woke up the next day, pinched his eyebrows, and fell into a long silence...
You clearly promised to let him sing cleanly, but did you dirty him yourself
Seeing his reaction, Qin Nuoxi's heart dropped suddenly, thinking that Yang Jue must have regretted it, so he managed to squeeze out a relieved smile: "I'm a man, it's really nothing."
"Yang Jue, you don't have to be responsible to me, and you don't have to feel guilty." Qin Nuoxi said, got dressed again, and was about to leave, but Yang Jue clasped his wrist tightly.
"Yang Jue, those bad rumors say that I borrowed you to take the position and sleep with you every day. It wasn't true before, but now..."
"Forget it, I can't ruin your reputation, Mr. Yang, and it's not easy for you to explain to Mrs. Yang." Qin Nuoxi hid all his thoughts and wrote lightly.
"..." Yang Jue lowered his head, remained silent, and refused to let go of his hand.
Knowing Yang Jue's inner struggle, Qin Nuoxi felt a bit of bitterness in his heart, but he still suppressed himself: "Yang Jue, you will still marry a woman, right?"
Before his words fell, Yang Jue froze, and then let go of his hand. Qin Nuoxi took the opportunity to pull out his hand, and said lightly, "Yang Jue, maybe we shouldn't have known each other in the first place."
"This is the first and last time this kind of thing happened, Yang Jue, let's stop."
Before Yang Jue could answer, Qin Nuoxi left.
Afterwards, both of them were busy with their careers and work, until Qin Nuoxi's real background and the scandal of being gay were revealed.
Not only was there public opinion and controversy from the outside world, but also the unexpected shock of his life experience. During Yang Anyu's coma in a car accident, Qin Nuoxi, who was filled with guilt, had another big stone in his heart, which made him almost out of breath.
At this time, Yang Jue also realized his true intentions. He no longer was that obedient son, he took the initiative to resist Mrs. Yang, and bravely stood in front of Qin Nuoxi.
"Don't cry, Nuoxi." Gently wiping away Qin Nuoxi's tears, Yang Jue hugged Qin Nuoxi, "I'm sorry! Stop pretending that you don't know me, that person was clearly you eight years ago! "
Years of sourness surged up in an instant, Qin Nuoxi choked up and said: "You...you are late."
At that time, Qin Nuoxi wanted to be friends with Yang Jue and wrote a song for him, but he hadn't chosen a name yet, because Qin Nuoxi planned to use Yang Jue's name, but when he was seventeen years old, he didn't know Yang Jue name.
The day before leaving the United States, Qin Nuoxi waited for Yang Jue for a long time, even when it rained at night, she was still waiting obsessively, but Yang Jue never showed up.
"Yes, I'm eight years late, sorry!"
"Yang Jue, have you really thought about it this time?"
"Well, think it over. I don't like men, but I'm very sure..." Yang Jue paused, sincerity flashed in his black and white eyes, "I love you, Qin Nuoxi."
In the southern district of S City, Yang Jue bought another house and lived with Qin Nuoxi.
At night, after the passionate exercise, Yang Jue put his arms around Qin Nuoxi's waist from behind, kissed Qin Nuoxi's smooth back, and gently licked his ear: "Nuoxi, I want to keep you, and I will keep you in my life." I only keep you alone."