"I'm reading, you can play with yours." Cheng Boyan said.

Cheng Boyan went into the room to take a shower. Xiang Xi stood in the living room and hesitated for a moment. He took off his pants, hung them in the closet, and then sat in front of the computer in his shorts.

The blog address on Fang Yin’s business card was not long, but it took Xiang Xi’s life when he knocked on it. Fortunately, when he was halfway through, the computer automatically filled the second half.

"It's quite smart." Xiang Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment the page opened, Xiang Xi saw his own photo. Although he was a little unfamiliar, he knew the clothes. The coat that Cheng Boyan bought for him was the one that was too new by Fang Yin.

Cheng Boyan spent more time taking a bath than usual. When Xiang Xi called him and said he wanted to use his computer, he guessed what Xiang Xi wanted to do.

Fang Yin is not a person who only focuses on his "dreams". Fang Yin said he would consider what he said, and it seems that he did consider it.

He stood in the bathroom, pursuing the water, estimating the time, trying to leave enough time for Xiang Xi to read the photos and understand the words.

It was probably time to finish watching, but he changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

Xiang Xi was still sitting in front of the computer, facing the bathroom, but when Cheng Boyan walked out, he seemed to be asleep and stared at the screen motionlessly.

Cheng Boyan walked two steps to him and stopped. Xiang Xi's eyes and nose were red, and there were tears on his face that had not been wiped clean.

Cheng Boyan always felt that Xiang Xi was so stubborn that he cried, but recently he saw Xiang Xi crying twice in a row, which made him a little confused about what to do.

Xiang Xi felt uncomfortable when he saw those photos and texts. He had thought about this, but he did not expect that he would feel uncomfortable to this extent.

He hesitated whether to walk over or pretend that he didn't see him walking away.

While hesitating, he suddenly saw Xiang Xi's bare legs and was stunned.

Xiang Xi's legs were very straight and slender, because they looked longer because they were a little thin. After staring at them for a while, he couldn't help but say, "Where are your pants?"

"Hey! Are you out?" Xiang Xi seemed to be startled, and suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then looked down at his legs: "I took off my pants. I'm going to sit here in my pants that I've been shopping outside for a day. You don't have to drown me with disinfectant."

"I'll get you a pair of pants." Cheng Boyan withdrew his gaze and turned to go into the bedroom.

"Stop taking it, just like that. I'll take it once and you'll get one. If you pass it through, you won't feel it's clean, don't give it to me?" Xiang Xi's voice was filled with a nasal voice, "I'll bring my own pants next time."

"If you don't give it to you, just wash it." Cheng Boyan went into the bedroom and took a pair of pants out and threw it on Xiang Xi.

"Actually, it's not necessary," Xiang Xi took her pants, but still sat on the chair and didn't move. "It's great... I don't want to move now."

Xiang Xi's voice was lowered halfway through his words. Cheng Boyan didn't say anything, poured a glass of water and put it on the computer desk, paying attention to keeping himself standing on the back of the monitor.

But Xiang Xi's voice and red eyes were too obvious, so he seemed too fake without asking, so he asked, "What are you looking at? Are you crying?"

"Look at the pornographic website." Xiang Xi opened his mouth and said, rubbing his eyes again after saying that, and then grinned at him.

"Didn't the pornographic website select the top ten touching actresses of AV?" Cheng Boyan said, "It depends on how you are moved."

Xiang Xi cursed and lowered his head, and thought about it and was amused. After a few more laughs, he lost his voice. After a while, he said softly: "Brother, I'll tell you something."

Since telling Xiang Xi about Cheng Boyu, Xiang Xi has never called Cheng Boyan Brother again. Now he screamed out loudly, Cheng Boyan's hand shook slightly.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"Just that Fang Yin, the photographer I told you," Xiang Xi glanced at him, shrank his legs onto the chair and hugged it, putting his chin on his knees, "He had asked me before and said he wanted to take a special topic and wanted to take a picture of me."

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan walked to him and looked at him against the edge of the table.

"I thought it was meaningless, but later he said he would give the money. I... agreed to it," Xiang Xi glanced at him again, and soon lowered his eyelids. "I have been taking pictures for a while, and he... has followed me."

"What then?" Cheng Boyan asked softly.

"He suddenly told me today, let me see those photos." Xiang Xi's voice began to tremble again when he said this. He paused before looking at the screen: "I'll look."

Cheng Boyan didn't say anything, tentatively leaned forward. Seeing that Xiang Xi did not stop him, he turned the screen to his side.

The page is parked on two photos. The first one is the front face of the casserole rice. After serving the food, the customer was walking into the store while raising his hand to wipe the back of Xiang Xi who was sweating.

The only worker in the store is Xiao Z. In addition to serving food, he is also responsible for cleaning up and some chores, sweeping the floor, removing garbage, and washing dishes. When there are too many people, he will be scolded by customers. When cleaning the tables slowly, he will be scolded by customers, and often he will be scolded by customers.

But he was usually silent.

There were a few lines of words in the middle. Cheng Boyan did not look closely and looked directly at the photo below. There was no Xiang Xi in this photo, only the boss, the boss's wife and the blurred figures of the few people who were pulling with them in the store.

After these people smashed a few casseroles in the store, Xiaoz called me and asked me to help call the police. He never appeared in the store again.

His job was lost.

"It's all like this," Xiang Xi closed his eyes, "Let's go outside and read a story. This man ran out of Zhaojiayao. Later, he got sick. Later, he went to find a job with illness. Later, he was troubled and lost his job... Oh, this is so miserable... No matter how hard I work, how hard I work, no matter how hard I work, no one knows, no one wants to know, because it is not their business."

Xiang Xi closed his eyes and turned his head. Cheng Boyan still saw his wet eyelashes. A small drop of tears from the corner of his eyes slid down, slid across the tears mole and finally dripped on his legs.

"You work so hard, so hard, so hard, so hard," Cheng Boyan said as he said, reaching out and gently touching his tears mole, "I know."

Xiang Xi didn't say anything, grabbed his hand and pressed it on his eyes.
Chapter completed!