The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

Chapter 40 [2013] Then take care of me

"Go to Jiuyun to find the person in the photo and approach him."

Tang Kexin took the photo from Cen Weiyu and looked at it carefully.

The photo shows a young man buying soy milk. The photo should have been taken secretly, and only half of the man's face was captured.But even so, Tang Kexin is confident that as long as he sees the man in the photo with his own eyes, he will never admit his mistake.It's not that the man looks special. He is of medium height and upper-middle appearance.What left a deep impression on Tang Kexin was the man's eyes, how to describe it properly?

Like the remaining snow in March that is about to dissipate under the sun, or like ants drowning in syrup, the eyes of the dead do not belong to the living.

"Will you keep it a secret for me?" Tang Kexin put the photo in the book and nervously looked at Cen Weiyu who was standing opposite.

Cen Weiyu smiled and said, "Is there anything you need me to keep secret?"

Tang Kexin gritted her teeth, "I want to know who he is and what your purpose is for letting me approach him. I won't help you with crimes, even if you tell my mother about my homosexuality."

Tang Kexin's impression of this cousin had plummeted from an unapproachable iceberg to a sinister and cunning despicable person. He wondered where the man in the photo had offended his handsome cousin.Letting him approach him is probably to frame him with illegal means, and Cen Weiyu's despicableness will definitely do it!

Tang Kexin's eyes were firm. He, Tang Kexin, would never help the evildoers!

Cen Weiyu was amused by Tang Ke's tragic heart, and the next moment, he looked out the window at the tall poplar tree that was rustling by the wind, and under the shadow of the tree, there seemed to be a figure that would only visit in his sleep. He spoke, his voice was soft and low, as if whispering to his lover, "His name is Yang Qing, he is my lover."

"You, you... you... me, me, me—you are also gay!" Tang Kexin broke his voice, as if he knew Cen Weiyu for the first time, he looked at him in disbelief.

He is going crazy!Whether it's the weather is too hot and heatstroke, or is it too tired to have auditory hallucinations, he can't believe what he heard, but Cen Weiyu doesn't look like he's joking, and he doesn't look like someone who knows how to joke?

Then what he said was true. While shocked, Tang Kexin thought of what his mother said that day. In his mother's eyes, his cousin was a child who belonged to someone else's family, but he was a worthless person who needed her. She is always concerned about the mud in the ground, but she never imagined that both her own son, who is not up to date, and the children of other people's families in his mouth, like men.

Mom would faint from anger if she found out, Tang Kexin was thinking wildly.

That night, Tang Kexin went to the bar according to the address. In order to make himself look like he often hangs out in nightclubs, he specially changed into a navel-baring outfit.

He didn't know that wearing heated pants that exposed his navel didn't make him look like a tough veteran, but only attracted a group of wolves who hunted little white rabbits.

As soon as he walked into the bar door, he ran into trouble - a group of men who smelled of alcohol blocked him to the corner.

"My baby is here for the first time, do you want my brothers to play with you? There are many bad people here, and my baby is so beautiful. My brother is afraid that you will be bullied." The man looked at Tang Kexin salivatingly, and touched his waist with a salty pig's hand.

Tang Kexin felt nauseous from the smell of alcohol. He put his hands on his waist, pretending to be calm and said: "Please excuse me, I'm here to find someone, and the person I'm looking for is there." Tang Kexin pointed to the dance floor where demons danced wildly behind them. .

The drunkard didn't turn his head back, and several of them formed horns into each other's fat meat stuck to their mouths,

"Playing with my brothers, the benefits are indispensable."

"Hey, old Bi, this is still a college student!" Someone glanced sharply at Tang Kexin's library card hanging on the zipper of his backpack.

"College students are so flirtatious? You are so ticklish and come out to get fucked. Those of your white-caught chicken classmates don't have all the hair under their heads, so they can't satisfy you little flirts."

The words became more and more unbearable, Tang Kexin was trembling while clutching the borrowing card in his calves, he was terrified, and he regretted agreeing to come to find someone 1 times in his heart.

Just as he was hesitating whether to call Cen Weiyu, a carefree male voice pierced through the crowd and entered his eardrum.

"Isn't this me, Brother Bi? I haven't seen you for a few days. It just so happens that Brother Bi is here today. I opened the wine that I owed you last time." The voice was getting closer, and a pair of waiters The figure forced its way through the human wall and stood in front of Tang Kexin.

——Yang Qing!

Almost instantly, Tang Kexin recognized the person coming.

The dim light in the bar shone on Yang Qing's face. Yang Qing was taller than him and his back was facing him. From his perspective, only Yang Qing's profile could be seen.From bottom to top, the jaw is sharp, the nasal bone is slender, and the eyes are cynical, like a prodigal son traveling in love and a gambler who has lost everything, and there is an inexplicable smell about him.

Rotten, decadent, he said with a smile, but his soul gave off a damp smell.

Tang Kexin felt that the person who took that photo must have loved Yang Qing terribly. The moment he pressed the shutter just captured the fleeting unique temperament of the person in the mirror, which made the photo so vivid.

When he came back to his senses, the person who pestered him had already left.

Yang Qing looked at Tang Kexin in disgust, and said angrily, "Follow me."

Tang Kexin followed him step by step, like a little chicken relying on its mother chicken.

When the two came to the staff lounge, Tang Kexin carefully peeked at Yang Qing, who was leaning on the sofa and puffing, and his affection for him rose in a straight line. .

"Bang!" Yang Qing's foot hit the coffee table, he took a breath of cigarette, raised one hand, and twisted his thumb and index finger.

Tang Kexin didn't understand what he meant, "Ah?"

Yang Qing exhaled smoke rings, "Ah what? Protection fee! Pay it yourself."

He said he was looking at him, but his gaze was on Tang Kexin's neck like a knife, silently threatening him - don't even think about walking out of this door without you!

Tang Kexin hurriedly opened the zipper of the backpack and took out the wallet. Without even thinking about it, he took out all the money in the wallet, leaving only the cash for the taxi for himself.

Tang Kexin was an honest boy, and he didn't think Yang Qing's way of collecting protection money from him was inappropriate at all.He believes that if you receive help from others, you must repay it.

No one is born to give unconditionally for others.

He bent down and handed the money to Yang Qing, thanking him, "Thank you bro."

Dazzling roughly at the amount, Yang Qing immediately became pleasing to Tang Kexin's eyes, and said to himself, this silly roe deer is quite good.

"Put it here," Yang Qing pointed to the coffee table under his feet.

"Brother, thank you so much today, I don't know what to do without you, brother take this money first, let's leave a contact information for each other, change tomorrow, brother just ask me if you need me."

Yang Qing stopped smoking, and he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Tang Kexin lightly: "Really remember brother?

Tang Kexin nodded repeatedly. Although he wanted to take the opportunity to get close to Yang Qing, his gratitude was not a lie. As long as Yang Qing asked, he would definitely help.

"Success, then let me take care of you." After a cigarette was burned out, Yang Qing said lazily.

Tang Kexin was dumbfounded, he didn't know how to react.

At this time, the mobile phone in his hot pants pocket vibrated against his flesh.

He took out his phone, the screen turned from dark to bright, and a new message popped up in the message bar.

Sender - Bi

— promise him

A black SUV was parked on the side of the road 500 meters outside the bar. Cen Weiyu leaned on the car window and looked at the gate of the bar. The loud music in the bluetooth headset hanging behind his ears, the crisp sound of wine bottles breaking, and the sound of talking.

"Success, then take care of me."

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Tang Kexin.

He knew very well that his Highness hated him, and as long as he appeared in front of His Highness, the situation was bound to go to extremes.Then he will not be Qi Guanwei, and give the "initiative" to His Highness, and let His Highness walk towards him step by step.

He needs His Highness's love, he longs for His Highness's love, if that love is syrup, then he will be a little ant drowning in it.

However, Qi Guanwei's desire is like a ravine that can never be filled. When the midsummer passes, when the rainwater fills the ditch, and when the shadow outlines, that desire will turn into a dead soul named Qi Guanwei, demanding unblessed love from his god. .

He only hoped that day would come later, and later.