The sound of falling over the chair attracted a lot of attention from the surroundings. Some people recognized Fang Yu, and they stayed away without saying a word.
Ding Wen got up from the ground in embarrassment, only to see Fang Yu in a black leather coat. Fang Yu stared at him with no expression on his face, that sight made Ding Wen feel cold on his back.
Ding Wen knew Fang Yu had misunderstood, but he didn't know how to explain it. He is afraid of this man. The way this man looked at people was truly cold and cruel.
Yang Lei turned his head, his arm was already pulled by Fang Yu.
"Walk!"
Fang Yu frowned, just one word.
Yang Lei shook his hand away.
"What, I called him here!"
Yang Lei was on top of the alcohol, and when he saw Fang Yu, he all rushed up.
"Fang Yu, Brother Lei is in a bad mood. He drank too much. Don't make him unhappy."
Ding Wen summoned up his courage and told Fang Yu.
Fang Yu heard Ding Wen's words, as if he had just discovered his existence, slowly turned his head and stared at him.
"… "
Ding Wen was stared at by his hairy eyes, as if he was nailed to the ground, unable to say a word.
"Anything about you here?"
After a long while, Fang Yu spoke slowly, his voice cold, impatient and provocative.
"… "
Ding Wen did not dare to say a word.
Yang Lei was still drinking alcohol, and he did not forget to apologize to Ding Wen:
"Ding Wen, I'm sorry... Thank you tonight, go back first!... "
Ding Wen saw Fang Yu coming, and there was no reason for him to stay, so he left sadly. When Ding Wen left, Fang Yu went over and took Yang Lei's wine bottle, Yang Lei wanted to get it back, Fang Yu pushed him away and wanted to pull him.
"gone."
"I do not go!"
Yang Lei's temper came up and twisted.
"What are you doing? Playing with alcohol?"
Fang Yu was also a little angry. As soon as he came in, he saw Ding Wen hugging Yang Lei's shoulders tightly. Can Fang Yu be good-tempered?
"You leave me alone!"
Yang Lei's wine came up, and he lost his temper.
"I don't care who you care? That Ding Wen?"
Yang Lei was lying on the bar and looked sideways at Fang Yu.
"What's the matter, are you jealous?"
"Don't bother!"
Fang Yu didn't want to talk about it outside. The strong disco music and the rhythm of the tumultuous times overshadowed their words.
Alcohol stimulated Yang Lei, as well as his restless mind and boiling blood vessels.
"Are you afraid??"
Yang Lei raised his voice and stared at Fang Yu.
"What are you afraid of?!"
The pressure accumulated in his heart is venting out loudly, if possible, Yang Lei wants to roar and tell the world! The person he loves is Fang Yu! A man just like him! He just fell in love with a man and everything else is fucked! !
He can't hug his lover openly in the sun, walk with him outside holding hands intimately, share his romance with friends and brothers to get their blessings, and he can't kiss his beloved in public!
"Go away! I'm staying the night here!"
Yang Lei shouted impatiently.
"Don't be crazy!"
"I'm not crazy!"
"What are you going to do?"
Fang Yu is on fire.
"…I want you to kiss me here!"
Yang Lei suddenly stared at Fang Yu uncontrollably and blurted out...
In troubled times, there are many people who drink too much, make troubles, fights, and the music is so loud that no one listens to what they are saying.
"… "
Fang Yu stared at Yang Lei, silent.
Knowing that he drank too much, Yang Lei felt very clearheaded. He also stared at Fang Yu. The two stood one by one, looking at each other amid the loud and strong drumbeats...
Yang Lei felt that he really drank too much, and he regretted saying crazy things. Wei Fangyu? Is it Fang Yu's fault?
Fang Yu suddenly pulled down the zipper and took off the black leather jacket.
The sleeve tugged at the gauze on his left arm, Fang Yu pulled it down without hesitation.
Yang Lei looked at him, he didn't know what Fang Yu was going to do.
Before he could react, Fang Yu suddenly stepped forward, leaned over and bent over... Yang Lei's eyes suddenly widened, and when his warm lips were suddenly blocked, darkness enveloped them...
Under the dim light and the confused music, the two people, who were tightly covered by black leather jackets, kissed deeply under the jackets... No one knew what was going on under the black leather jackets, with taboos and thirst , mad, with unstoppable galloping courage and eagerness...