The thunderbolt and the five thunders are not as good as one ten thousandth of the present.
What is a large death scene? Fang Mingzhi really felt it.
Long Aotian's squinting eyes fell on him in a cloudy manner, with a self-confessed domineering affection on his face.
"Baby, you look better than you look in the photo." The deep bubbly voice spoke compliments without hesitation.
Fang Mingzhi came back to his senses from the disillusioned world and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a dazed expression, still not giving up: "Long... Aotian?"
The other party gave him a greasy smile: "Hey, it's me."
The small restaurant was dead silent, all kinds of undisguised eyes fell on the two of them, either shocked or curious, but these could not hide their excitement for eating melons.
The young man's face was so pale under the light that it was a little scary, and his eyes were full of terror and helplessness, as if standing in front of him was some monster with a bloody mouth.
His stomach couldn't stop churning, one after another. Fang Mingzhi wanted to turn around and run away, but his feet seemed to have taken root on the floor, and he couldn't even move. What's more, the man in front of him didn't give him a chance to escape at all.
Long Aotian's eyes swept him from the beginning to the end like a searchlight, his expression gradually became subtle, and there was a frightening light in those small eyes, as if a hungry wild dog saw a fresh and plump little lamb.
His eyes were substantive, and he could not wait to strip the young man off on the spot.
The searchlight swept around and stopped at the gift bag that Fang Mingzhi was carrying.
"Is this a gift from my baby?" Before Fang Mingzhi could speak, Long Aotian took the bag from his hand and opened it.
His movements were eager, and his face was full of undisguised greed. After seeing the contents of the box, his neck was flushed with excitement, and he looked like a fat pig scalded by boiling water.
Fang Mingzhi's knuckles were cut painfully by the slender straps. He stared blankly at the man's movements in front of him, until the man came back to his senses from the excitement, then pulled his hand and walked towards the corner table.
Unprecedented chills spread from the place where the two were in contact, instantly spreading all over the body. Fang Mingzhi shook off the opponent's hand almost like an electric shock, and then bent over and retched for a while.
Long Aotian seemed to be frightened by him, and after being stunned for two seconds, he hurriedly patted him on the back.
Fang Mingzhi slapped his hand away, then staggered back two steps.
When the other party approached him, there was an unpleasant smell coming from his body, and the smell of being covered up after sweating made him want to vomit even more.
Physiological tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. Fang Mingzhi bent over and covered his mouth: "I'm sorry... I'm not feeling well... I want to go back first..."
The young man turned around and wanted to leave, but his arm was grabbed strongly.
For a moment, Fang Mingzhi was like a cat caught by the back of his neck, and all the hair on his body exploded.
"What are you doing back home, we just met," Long Aotian held a bag in one hand, and gave him a mouthful of yellowed teeth. Looking at him from a close distance, it was even more yellow, and there were black smoke stains on it. " You came to see me in a hurry, you must not have finished eating, I ordered a lot of delicious food, let's eat first, then go to the movies, okay?"
The man has already arranged everything for himself, and regardless of Fang Mingzhi's struggles, he pulls the man to the corner.
The people in the restaurant looked at the scene in front of them, and had roughly clarified the truth of the matter from the conversation between the two.
However, although they had seen Fang Mingzhi's refusal and the man's coercion, no one was willing to stand up and save the young man.
Life is too boring and it is none of their business. They are happy to find some fun in others, and use other people's embarrassment to comfort their failed lives.
Everyone, including the restaurant owner, bowed their heads, either playing with their mobile phones or eating with their heads down, and the other party turned a blind eye to them for help.
Long Aotian's strength is amazing, how can Fang Mingzhi, a rich young master who has never exercised, break free from the other party.
Half-forced and half-coaxed, Fang Mingzhi lowered his head and wished to shrink himself into a ball, as if that would cut off the sight of the other party falling on him.
Long Aotian kept his eyes on Fang Mingzhi, beckoned to call the boss, ordered a bunch of stir-fried vegetables, and finally ordered a special bottle of Red Star Erguotou, sixty-five degrees, his purpose was obvious.
The boss nodded, turned and got into the kitchen, Long Aotian looked at the young man in front of him.
"Baby, why don't you look up at me, are you shy?"
Fang Mingzhi gritted his teeth and shook his head to resist the vomiting in his throat.
"That's shyness," Long Aotian gave a hammer, as if there was a phlegm stuck in his throat when he spoke, he thought that the charm was infinite and smiled, and said generously, "I understand your mood, we It's normal for you to be shy after being in love for so long and meeting for the first time today."
Fang Mingzhi seemed to be unable to listen any longer. He finally raised his head and glanced at the person on the other side, but was caught off guard by his scorching gaze. The courage that I finally mustered back with a "poof" sound.
"You... Are you really Long Aotian?" He murmured, his voice not much louder than a mosquito.
The man opposite nodded: "Of course, it's a fake exchange."
Fang Mingzhi: "But...you're not the same as the person in the photo..."
Long Aotian: "The photo... It was a photo of me two years ago, so I added a filter... Is it a little different from what I am now? No way, the work pressure is high, and I gained a little weight without exercising... "
Fang Mingzhi didn't speak, he has nothing to say now. The person in the photo cannot be said to be exactly the same as the person in front of him, it is simply irrelevant.
The young man already regretted why he didn't believe Su Jinyu's words.
The boss's movements were very quick, and he brought all the dishes ordered by the man in a short time, as well as a 500ml bottle of Erguotou.
Facing a table of meals, Fang Mingzhi had no appetite, and he wanted to go home at this moment.
Long Aotian kept serving him vegetables and persuaded him to drink alcohol, Fang Mingzhi stiffened and couldn't even refuse.
The young man turned his frightened mind hard to think of an excuse to leave, and finally faced the man's malicious enthusiasm, and said dryly: "I... When I came out, my parents told me that I must go home before nine o'clock. ... it's getting late, I... I'm going back... "
He said stumblingly, not noticing the gloomy expression on the man opposite him after hearing his words.