? "If you want me to change, I will listen to you all. It's better to live like this," Lin Yao never looked at Guan Ze again after singing, his eyes were a little drifting, "I want you to do it and you don't want anything. I told you to leave and you just go to the right. I want you to change and you won't feel good about anything. How can I live like this..."

Guan Ze was a little stunning when he heard it. Lin Yao's voice was very clean. He sang differently from his usual words, and it was very interesting.

Just as he was thinking, Lin Yao suddenly took off the microphone, jumped off the stage, and walked in front of him.

"Now I find that this is how we are. Oh, I don't care what you want," Lin Yao stepped on the sofa next to him, and pushed his legs closer to him, "Or what you want me, or what you want me..."

Guan Ze smiled and looked at him. Lin Yao was obviously drinking hard. Guan Ze knew what was going on in the parking lot that day. This child just measured one cup.

This was the first time Lin Yao did not avoid his gaze. Every time he looked at Lin Yao, he would quickly avoid it, but now he kept looking at his eyes steadily.

After singing, the sofa was too soft, Lin Yao didn't sway it, so he simply pounced forward, supported Guan Ze's head with his hand, and knelt beside him with one leg: "Or what do you want me?"

After singing, Lin Yao shook back to the stage, put the microphone clip back on the shelf, and shouted in the room: "Let's have another song."

"Get out," Lin Yao smiled, "remember this moment."

Lian Jun smiled and took a sip of wine, turned to look at Guan Ze, and leaned against him: "Lin Yao came out to sing with us, and it's rare to sing one twenty times. Today I can see that he is singing for you..."

Guan Ze didn't say anything, Lian Jun raised his thumb at him: "You are awesome."

"What are you saying?" Lin Yao walked over and fell to his position, and Lian Jun patted his face, "Don't be fooled by nothing."

"Do I dare, your temper." Lian Jun didn't say goodbye and went to the side to play dice with people.

"Do you make it?" Lin Yao carefully searched on the coffee table, took the can of Red Bull, and confirmed that it was not beer. Then he was about to open it and drink it, but his fingers were a little soft and he couldn't open it after sniping for a long time.

"I've seen you..." Guan Ze took the jar from his hand and opened it, "Singing and normal state difference."

"Is that right?" Lin Yao was happy, and he patted his shoulder hard with a smile, "Because I'm drunk, Mr. Guan."

"I can see it." Guan Ze nodded, and Lin Yao patted his shoulders with a burst of soreness. If he hadn't drunk too much, he wouldn't have given Lin Yao twenty-five courage.

"Don't drink," Lin Yao leaned back on the sofa, and shrank one leg on the sofa and hugged his knees. "If you want to drink, no one will drive."

"Yeah." Guan Ze found that Lin Yao had an advantage of drinking too much, which was that he was very relaxed and would not always be nervous when talking to him. Xixi seemed to be ready to fry at any time... Little Chicken?

"But you can smoke." Lin Yao took out the cigarette box from his body, took one with it in his mouth, and searched for a long time to light it.

“I don’t smoke.”

Lin Yao turned his face and looked at him, took a sip of cigarette, raised his head and squirted it a few times. Three beautiful smoke rings floated out. Before the smoke rings dissipated, he took another breath and blew a thin white smoke into the center of the smoke ring. After passing through the three smoke rings, he gathered into a ball and slowly disappeared: "I didn't see that you are a smoker."

"I didn't see you smoking," Guan Ze took the cup and drank a tea, "It's still technical."

"She started smoking in college," Lin Yao blew up the ashes, "I always felt a lot of upset at that time."

"Children." Guan Ze disagreed. Lin Yao could see that he was spoiled since childhood. His parents and brother, and he was cared for, how could he understand what it is really upset to have.

"Whatever, just kids," Lin Yao chuckled for a while, his eyes narrowed into two bends, "Mr. Guan, I have to ask for leave next week."

"Why?"

"I think I will feel embarrassed when I get home later. I will definitely feel embarrassed when I come home. I will definitely have no shame to go to work next week."

"Didn't you say you don't have to be shameless when you see me?"

"I fucking said it was a slap, not Guan Ze," Lin Yao sighed, "Let's go, I want to vomit."

When he said he was leaving, no one wanted to do so, and said he was not happy. Qi Jian kept playing dice. At this time, he looked up and waved: "Lin Yao probably got drunk, so let's go back first."

Lin Yao turned around and looked at Qi Jian, and wanted to go over and ask Brother Qi if you had eaten something deteriorated today. This is the case before. If he wants to leave early, Qi Jian would not let him go for half an hour, but he would actually come out to smooth things out for him today.

"Thank you, Brother Qi," Lin Yao hugged the people in the room, "Dear heroes, I'll be the boss next week."

"It's high," someone said, "Go back and sleep."

Lian Jun followed them out of the box and grabbed Lin Yao's arm: "Why are you going back? Are you planning to drive?"

"I'll give him." Guan Ze said.

"Go in and play with you." Lin Yao pushed Lian Jun back into the box and turned to walk downstairs.

Seeing that he was walking a little shaking, but it was still stable, Guan Ze did not go over to help him, but followed him, thinking that if the child suddenly fell forward, he should pull his collar or belt.

However, when I walked to the parking lot, Lin Yao was very proud and did not fall down. He was next to the car and then leaned on the car: "Hey, I'm so happy, I'm so anxious again. It's like a dizzy sky turning into a king and a tiger."

"Go up," Guan Ze wanted to laugh as he heard him say something everywhere, so he opened the car door and stuffed him in, "You talk so much, and you're still varied."

"My mother has been talking too much since she was a child," Lin Yao closed her eyes. "My mother talks too much and is loved by the child..."

"What other words do you have? Let me know a lot." Guan Ze got into the car, closed the car door and suddenly pressed towards Lin Yao.

Lin Yao opened his eyes and saw Guan Ze's face less than 1 cm away from him. First, his heart trembled, then he didn't believe that Guan Ze could be so active. He subconsciously roared: "What are you doing!"

"Ouch," this loud shout scared Guan Ze and almost jumped up and hit the roof of the car. "Saturi belt! What are you shouting!"

"Oh." Lin Yao's face immediately had a fever. He really wanted to knock on the car window and fainted. He snored again in the chaos, "I thought you..."

"I thought I was going to take advantage of you?" Guan Ze pulled out the seat belt and buckled it, and started the car, "I didn't drink too much."

"Hey, stop talking." Lin Yao reached out and rubbed his face a few times, and encountered the injury on his left face, which made him gasp in pain.

"You take a look, I'll call you when I'm at your house." Guan Ze saw that he was embarrassed and didn't say no.

Halfway through the car, when passing a bridge, the passenger seat was honestly closed his eyes and pretending to be asleep, Lin Yao suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright.

"What?" Guan Ze glanced at him, let go of the accelerator, and the speed dropped.

"Stop, die." Lin Yao frowned and untied his seat belt.

Guan Ze parked the car on the bridge very much. It was probably Lin Yao was going to vomit, but he admired Lin Yao very much. This child was unwilling to speak well when he was about to vomit.

After stopping the car, Guan Ze got out of the car, went around to the back and took a bottle of water. He found that Lin Yao had not gotten out of the car yet. He went over and opened the passenger door, and looked at Lin Yao on the roof of the car with his hands: "Do you vomit now or will you vomit for a while?"

Lin Yao didn't say anything. He felt uncomfortable in his stomach and wanted to get off the car slowly. He frowned and turned his face to look at Guan Ze. He originally wanted to take a look, but after looking at him, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Guan Ze bent down and supported the roof of the car. He stretched out his original two buttons without a collar. He could clearly see his collarbone and chest without having to look carefully. Lin Yao felt that he was breathing a little rapid.

Otherwise, you can't touch the wine thing, and you can't touch it like a cool and slutty, which can easily make things happen, especially it can easily make people fuck.

Without thinking about it, Lin Yao directly stretched out his hand outside the car, touched Guan Ze's collar, and pressed him on his chest.

Guan Ze's warm skin made his brain congested and his eyes turned red when he saw things. He jumped out of the car and came to Guan Ze's eyes. He wanted to kiss Guan Ze on his mouth.

His movements made Guan Ze stunned, and he didn't have time to avoid him even if he stared at him.

Lin Yao also stopped. After surviving his rationality in a certain corner, he grabbed his sinful mouth for a second, so he also freezes his mind and stares at each other face to face.

"Are you going to spit it into my face?" Guan Ze looked at him for a while and then stood up straight and took a step back. "Are you going to spit it into my clothes?"

After Guan Ze reminded him, Lin Yao finally remembered that his first goal was to vomit. When he thought of this goal, he immediately felt a churn in his stomach. He didn't care about his behavior just now, probably had marked him with a pervert. He rolled and crawled to the edge of the bridge, and started vomiting while holding the railing.

Guan Ze followed him, stood behind him, and from time to time he patted his back.

After vomiting for five minutes, Lin Yao felt comfortable when he hanged himself on the railing of the bridge. He didn't want to move. A gust of night wind blew over and he felt much more comfortable: "Hey, my mother, peeing three feet in the wind..."

Guan Ze was a little worried when he saw Lin Yao's releasing. He was immediately happy when he heard what he said. He unscrewed the water on his hand and handed it to Lin Yao: "You are vomiting."

"Damn," Lin Yao took the water, "Don't pick someone who's dizzy."

"Well, if you don't pick on it, you've just peed three feet in the wind," Guan Ze returned to the car and took a pack of wet tissues, took out one and put it on his hand, "Wipe your face and don't touch your garlic pit."

Lin Yao turned around and wanted to curse, but his stomach felt a little uncomfortable as if he had been stomped in his feet. He had to shut up and rinse his mouth while holding a tissue and wiped it around his face: "Mr. Guan, sorry, I'll take it slowly. My virtue will scare my mother to lose her memory when she goes back."

"Come on the car, it's too windy here." Seeing that he had basically finished vomiting, Guan Ze came over and pulled him back into the car with his arm and half-carrying.

"Thank you." Lin Yao sighed with his eyes closed, embarrassing to expose the solar system. Lin Yao, you have a bad face to go to work.

Guan Ze also got into the car. Lin Yao looked like he was about to fall asleep. He looked at the time. It was just 11 o'clock, so he turned off the fire, turned off the headlights, took out his cell phone to play with the sports car, and let Lin Yao sleep for a while.

Lin Yao was always quiet after he vomited. At this time, there were basically no cars passing by on the bridge. The surroundings were very quiet, and only his phone was turned into the bass.

Guan Ze played for a while and his neck was a little sore, so he put the seat back and lay down with his cell phone to play. With Lin Yao's snoring, he actually ran to the back level. It was amazing. He used to be halfway through the run before and then stopped.

I originally wanted to play with it, but my hands were sore again. In order to prevent the phone from smashing my face, he had to sit up again, look at Lin Yao, and sleep as if he had frowned, and his hair was messy.

"Hey, go to bed." Guan Ze got out of the car, locked the car, left a crack in Lin Yao's window, and then slowly walked forward along the bridge.

Guan Ze likes to take a walk. He is not familiar with the comfort of walking on the road. He doesn't know anything ahead and will feel very fresh. This feeling is very important. He has always been afraid that one day he will lose interest in the unknown, unknown things, and unknown people. If all he loses interest, it will be really boring to live.

He once thought very seriously that he had no meaning to live, and whether he was dead or alive, no matter how he died or how he lived, it became indifferent. He was not willing to recall those days, and the darkness made him feel suffocated.

That was also because he didn't want to be seen by the people around him to understand the past. So when he saw Qi Jian, he was surprised and worried. He didn't want Lin Yao to know that he couldn't bear to look back on the past.

I don’t know how long it took to go back and forth on the bridge, but Guan Ze’s phone rang. He picked it up and took a look. It was Lin Yao.

"Awaken?" He answered the phone and began to walk back.

"Well," Lin Yao's voice was a little confused, "Where are you, hero, and he locked me in the car."

"Just on the bridge, go right away."

When he returned to the car, Lin Yao was studying his face in the rearview mirror with the street lights on the bridge. When he saw him coming, he turned his face and asked, "Will I scare my mother like this?"

"The face is not very good," Guan Ze turned on the light and looked at him seriously for a while. "But it looks like he hasn't woken up, not like he's drunk."

"I didn't drink too much," Lin Yao lowered his head and tidied his hair. "It's because I'm too anxious to drink, so I'll make you angry."

"Lin Yao." Guan Ze got into the car, but he took the car but didn't drive immediately.

"Hmm?" Lin Yao responded with his head down.

"I didn't tell you that Hengdao and Guan Ze are the same person. I'm sorry to you," Guan Ze's tone was very formal. "I really don't mean to be a joke. I just think it will be embarrassing to say it, but the later I get, the less I can't say it."
To be continued...