Don’t Be a Kept Man

Wen Chuo didn't have a lot of things, and the layout of each household was different. His room was too small. In the end, he moved to Baiyang's house. He asked his third aunt to leave the house the next day.

There is no shortage of tenants in the house, and naturally there will be another person to rent after leaving. The third aunt asked casually, "Where to move? Other places are not as cheap as mine."

Wen Chuo casually made up an excuse: "The Baiyang family, anyway, we are both alone, so we can live together to save rent."

In the eyes of the third aunt, Bai Yang was a little pitiful. He was squeezed by Wen Chuo. He didn't know what to say. He brushed his skirt and frowned, "Don’t bully others. Did you agree?"

The neighbors around are fine. He helped his glasses and Wen Chuo smiled: "Agree, he doesn't agree, and I can't force him. I will move today and make the house vacant for you."

The third aunt sighed, nodded and left.

The restaurant has few staff and basically does not take turns. Bai Yang went to work early in the morning, gave Wen Chuo the key, and let him move by himself.

There are not many things, except for clothes which are daily necessities. The previous books and textbooks were all sold as scraps. He found a big bag and stuffed the clothes with his head. He packed up the toiletries and covered a roll. He was very bachelor. Just moved to the opposite side.

The wardrobe is a normal size, but the poplar clothes are too few to occupy much space. They are neatly folded and placed quietly in the corner. On the other hand, they can’t fit in all kinds of exotic clothes. Several bags can’t fit. The two piles of clothes are in sharp contrast. .

He squatted in front of the closet, and after sighing, he became troublesome about how to pack his clothes. He glanced at the corner of his eye, only to find a shoebox inside. He picked up his tail at random, and his eyes stopped.

Inside was a stack of award certificates from the past year. There were more than 30 certificates, all with the name of the same person written on them. They were torn and shattered by somebody, and they were pasted one by one with transparent glue.

They are all well-known.

Many years ago, when Liu Ruoqing was still alive, she kept saying the same sentence in his ear repeatedly: "...You are the son of Wen's family and the heir of Wen's family. Study hard and don't shame your mother. The difficulty is only temporary. They will regret it in the future and will take you back."

Wen Chuoxin believed it was true, so no matter how poor or suffering he was, he never complained, but when Liu Ruoqing died, the faith that had been supporting him collapsed so suddenly...

Liu Ruoqing was sick and skinny, with long hair clinging to her face in a mess, vomiting blood, coughing and laughing, the room was filled with a strong smell of blood, Wen Chuo was very strange to her, she stood a few steps At a long distance, I dare not go forward.

Then Liu Ruoqing leaned on the bed and smiled at him, sad and terrible: "A Chuo...Don't wait..."

"They won't come to pick you up... so be it... here... as an ordinary person... forget everything before..."

She was about to die, soon to be free, and then she asked her only son to bear it all so easily.

Why?

why?

Wen Chuo couldn't remember his mood at the time, but he was full of hatred towards Liu Ruoqing and Wen Jia. He couldn't do anything to Liu Ruoqing, so he smashed all the things at home. Those awards were in his eyes. They have also become extremely ironic jokes.

Wen Chuo didn’t want to go home. He took the money and went to Z City by car. He didn’t believe it in his heart. However, that day, Wen Chuo’s patron married a new wife, and the woman was a well-known artist in the entertainment industry. News media were reporting this. Things.

Wen Chuo didn’t even have to walk into Wen’s house, one foot stepped into the boundary of City Z, and the same news came from all directions. Those words were invisible, but like a high impenetrable mountain. Between Wen Jia.

It takes many years to learn well, but it only takes a moment to learn bad.

Wen Chuo didn't know how he had mixed up during that period of time, probably because he was drinking, fighting and clubbing, how he came along, he didn't know whether he was revenge against others or himself.

You don't have to think about knowing that these awards must have been picked up by Bai Yang, Wen Chuo shook his head, took out the shoe box and stuffed it under the bed.

When he had a break at noon, Bai Yang returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of Wen Chuo playing the game. His keyboard was crackling, and he was talking to his teammate Lian Mai with headphones on. His brows were frowned and his voice was a little serious: "Don’t mess with number six. Go, follow behind... There is an exit behind the Jushi Pass, and only three people can pass through it. No. 2 or 3 will block it, and No. 5 and 6 will quickly pass..."

He was engrossed and didn’t notice anyone behind him. Bai Yang glanced at him, then slowly walked into the bedroom, and found a lot of things that did not belong to him. The bed was full of clothes, half folded, and the rest was messed up. In a group.

When the elementary level is reached, the secret will be opened, and equipment will be dropped randomly. Wen Chuo called his teammates after he packed half of his luggage and called him on the line. The team led a group of rookies to the Novice Village. After playing a game, he could earn more than three hundred. Finally, they were all sent through customs.

The rookie is not easy to take. It took a few days to find a bunch of people. After Wen Chuo finished the call, his eyes were dazzling. He took off the headset, checked his account, and turned his head to find out that Bai Yang was there. In the bedroom.

"poplar!"

Wen Chuo approached quietly and deliberately scared him from behind, but the person was indifferent. He only grabbed Wen Chuo's wrist and pointed to the messy clothes on the bed, which meant that he should tidy up.

"Oh, wait a minute..."

Wen Chuo made it clear that he didn't want to move, sitting lazily on the side of the bed. If it wasn't for the clothes behind him, he would probably be able to fall asleep. Bai Yang is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, with a naturally stubborn personality. stand up.

"I don't want to stack."

Wen Chuo got used to it, and deliberately opposed him. He felt uncomfortable not to bully people for a day. With a swipe of his left leg, Bai Yang staggered and plunged into his arms.

"What's the hurry, look, throw a dog and eat shit."

Wen Chuo took the person full of arms, pressed his warm lips to his delicate and white earlobes, and then gently bit him before letting him go.

Bai Yang seemed to have become accustomed to his unpredictable intimacy. He blinked, feeling his heart beating a little fast, then slowly got up from him and stood up straight.

Wen Chuo just smiled, wearing glasses with a gentle and extravagant appearance, but the slightly hooked corners of his lips made people feel that he was not as harmless as on the surface.

He picked up a piece of clothing, folded it in twos and threes and put it aside. Bai Yang pinched the red earlobe when he saw it, then walked to the end of the bed and sat down and tidyed it up. He was very slow, and there was no wrinkle. The action is always half a beat slower than others.

Wen Chuo glanced at him: "Have you eaten yet?"

Bai Yang thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head, piled the clothes together, and put them in the closet. After finding that the place where the shoe box was originally placed was empty, he looked around, and his eyes were accustomed to blankness again.

Wen Chuo said without raising his head: "Under the bed."

Bai Yang turned his head and glanced under the black lacquered bed, then retracted his gaze, ready to go down to buy vegetables. This treatment is only given when Wen Chuo is around. He usually only eats steamed buns when he is alone.

The bed has been cleaned up, Wen Chuo patted the pillow, staring at Bai Yang's silent back, and then stepped forward and carried the person back from the door: "I ordered takeaway, no need to buy vegetables."

Wen Chuo is tall, and Bai Yang is like a beautiful doll in his arms. He is good and soft when he lowers his head and makes no noise. No wonder the gangsters like to bully him.

"Desperate" is divided into twelve regions, each of which has a ranking list. The ranking list has a total ranking list according to the victory and the progress of the level. The current total list is the hot female anchor Maruno in the game area. I reached the sixth level of the **** magma interface, but it hasn't completely passed it. I have been stuck there for two days.

Wen Chuo used a small number to bring newbies through levels to earn money, while using a large size to catch up. He has already squeezed into the top 100 in the overall rankings. The all-round green victory symbol is eye-catching and seems to be a good newcomer. .

The top dozens of the total list are all familiar gods. Buying accounts is basically hopeless. Players are basically aiming at the ID on the last page. Yesterday someone paid a high price to buy his account. Wen Chuo didn’t sell it. No one knew he was there. Thinking of something.

"Sit here and teach you how to play the computer."

Wen Chuo pulled Bai Yang on his lap and sat down, then downloaded a player and taught him how to search for the TV series he wanted to watch: "Here is pause...Here is zoom out...Here is closed...Understand?"

Bai Yang nodded and glanced at him quietly.

Wen Chuo stayed at home these few days, covering a little whiter, with handsome eyes, and a serious look that could make people fall in unconsciously after a long time. He noticed Bai Yang's sight, suddenly smiled, and pointed to his face: "kiss Me."

Bai Yang shook his head.

Wen Chuo curled his lips: "Then I will kiss you?"

Bai Yang nodded.

Wen Chuo raised his eyebrows and suddenly became interested. He first kissed Bai Yang's chin, and then asked, "What if I want to hug you?"

Bai Yang said nothing, as if Wen Chuo would agree no matter what he did. He lowered his head, touched with his fingertips, and then leaned into Wen Chuo’s arms. The young boy’s thin figure always carried a clean appearance. Timeless taste.

Suddenly, Wen Chuo seemed to be resuscitated, and finally got a glimpse of beauty. He stroked the back of Bai Yang's neck, bit down on his collarbone, and sucked. Bai Yang's breathing was a bit heavy, not knowing whether it was pain or pleasure, he raised his head slightly. He clenched Wen Chuo's back and pushed him away after a while.

Wen Chuo opened his eyes and his breath was a little confused.

Bai Yang slowly got down from him, then clutching the mark on his collarbone, he went to the door, opened the door and took the takeaway back.

Wen Chuo: "..."

Bai Yang put the takeaway on the computer desk, and as soon as he opened the packaging bag, Wen Chuo hugged him by the waist. Somewhat unwillingly, he hugged him and pressed on the window to continue the action.

Bai Yang had a meal, put down his chopsticks, and let him kiss.

After Wen Chuo kissed twice, he stopped. He touched Bai Yang's flat belly and asked in a low voice, "Hungry?"

Bai Yang nodded, then shook his head, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Wen Chuo held him quietly, barely calming his somewhat confused breathing, and then dragged a bench to eat: "Want to become a fairy? Are you hungry."

There is no high-end food here. There is a western restaurant that is not very good at craftsmanship. Wen Chuo ordered Bai Yang a tomato beef rice, another strawberry-flavored cake, and a cup of milk tea. It was a tomato sauce noodle. .

Bai Yang has never eaten this kind of food, but it is no different from eating steamed buns. He still eats it sullenly. Wen Chuo found that he seemed to like strawberry cake a little, so he wiped the cream on the corner of his mouth.

"Tasty?"

Bai Yang raised his eyes, then nodded, and fed him a spoon with the only big strawberry on it.

Wen Chuo opened his mouth and ate, then leaned over and kissed him, then rubbed his head: "Bai Yang, I will take you to eat better in the future."

Wen Chuo didn't want to live in this poor and backward place in his life, and he still didn't want to in this life.

Coming back to life, take him away this time.