Above, please use some force

Chapter 36

He Wen closed his eyes slightly, and extinguished the fireworks held by his fingertips. He heard his tired voice, "I won't follow."

The host kept shouting on the screen, maybe the other party knew that there would be movement in Room [-], so they insisted surprisingly.

Shen Cheng frowned slightly, got up and poured the ashes in the ashtray into the trash can, poured a glass of water and handed it over, then walked to the door and opened it.

The most capable subordinates are not those who are able to complete the tasks assigned by their masters well, but they do what needs to be done well before the masters speak.

Jin Xiu stood at the door, lowered his eyes slightly, and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Room 3 is Shangjun, who just came back from Germany not long ago."

The chair was pushed away, and there was an ear-piercing rubbing sound on the marble floor, He Wen's face was a little gloomy, "Who?"

Jin Xiu didn't show any surprise at He Wen's reaction. Jin Xiu continued to speak slowly, repeating patiently, "The heir of the Shang family, the only son of Shang De, is still alive."

The tense string in his head snapped, He Wen clenched his fists, his narrowed eyes were red with a terrifying ruthless light, the violent aura around him continued to spread, and the atmosphere in the room froze.

"Do you believe there is eternity in this world?"

"If you could give me eternity, surviving, I'd try to love you."

This is his promise to that boy. Seven years ago, they had the same dream. However, to live, after all, there are too many other things to fight for, such as the expectations of others, and the ideals in their own hearts.

At that time, he foolishly thought that he could give up everything for a dream and only wanted to live a happy life, and he thought that others could do the same.

"Shang Jun, do you have to go?"

"sorry."

"As long as you fucking dare to step out of this door, it will be over between us."

He was answered by a loud slam of the door. Over the years, the feeling of tingling to the point of paralysis still made him unable to breathe.

The dusty past rushed into my mind, like a flood, disrupting all thoughts in an instant, He Wen raised his head and rubbed his temples heavily, "I want to deal with this matter myself."

Survivors should know that he is dead, so what is the purpose of shooting eternity at such a high price?Nostalgic?or guilt?

He Wen sneered in his heart, Shang Chuan, you'd better not let me see you again.

Jin Xiu, who has always maintained a calm expression, has a look of inquiry in his lowered eyes. The man's tone of speech to the young and old is not at all alienated, not at all restrained, like a close person, an ordinary star, but the scandal is explosive Really, have you started to play unspoken rules too?

Quietly twitching the corner of his mouth, Jin Xiu secretly suppressed the weird thoughts in his heart.

Eternity was auctioned for 100 million. The host introduced the next auction item while congratulating No. [-].

Shen Cheng waved Jin Xiu out, he walked up to He Wen, held He Wen's hand, and wrapped his tightly clasped fingers in his palm.

"It's been so long, I should forget it."

He Wen didn't look up, so he missed the deep expression in Shen Cheng's eyes, including the gloom that disappeared very quickly.

"I forgot." With an indifferent smile on his lips, He Wen said casually: "It seems that I have to find another way to get back that pendant."

Mom, you don't blame me, you have been waiting for more than ten years.

"Auntie will forgive you." Shen Cheng's deep voice was soothing, and he stared deeply at the person in front of him, knowing that there was an indelible pain behind the confident demeanor on his face.

The past that no one wanted to unravel left a hole in this person's heart, which was healed on the outside, but rotted on the inside.

He tried many ways to dig out that piece of carrion, but failed, and what he got in exchange was even more tearing pain from the other party.

He Wen pursed his lips and smiled, who knows, even if he doesn't forgive him, he can no longer stand in front of him, point at his nose and call him a moron.

After the auction ended, He Wen didn't go out with Shen Sheng at the same time, nor did he stand by the door of the clubhouse to see that the one who had been away for several years and then came back suddenly was still alive. With his gaze, he calmly brought out the reserved cake.

There were no reports about him in newspapers or on several large websites on the Internet, but some passers-by took pictures with their mobile phones that day. The network platform is too large, and the country has a population of more than one billion. There will be loopholes in how to prevent it.

So he is still popular. If He Wen, the lead actor of "Holding Love", admits that he is gay, there will be three ambiguous partners.

Song Ziyu's fans didn't attack him personally, which is quite surprising. There was a lot of commotion on the Internet. At first, most of them opposed, criticized, and insulted. Later, for some reason, those who supported and admired him gradually increased.

He knows the tricks, and so does Jian Jian.

In fact, as early as a few years ago, this kind of news came out in the circle, and it caused a great sensation at the time, because that star was a box office guarantee, and a senior worthy of respect and admiration in the entertainment industry.

It is said that many movie fans blocked the door of the lover's house at that time, not only uttering insults, but also throwing garbage, and even threatening him to leave the star.

He Wen went to the supermarket to buy a few cans of beer. Today is Fang Jun's birthday. If he hadn't accidentally seen Fang Jun's ID card before, he would have missed it.

When he got home, the room was pitch black. He Wen closed the door and touched the light switch. After turning on the light, he changed his shoes, put the cake on the coffee table, and walked to the bedroom on cotton mop. The door was not closed. Pushing away easily, the young man sitting in front of the desk wearing home clothes and writing something serious and focused put down the pen in his hand, and opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "Why are you back?" There was unconcealable surprise in his eyes.

He thought that this man would not come back tonight, maybe not in the next few days.

"You don't want me to come back?" He Wen raised Fang Jun's chin, leaned over and pressed his lips, his slick tongue penetrated into his mouth to snatch his breath, and soft words escaped from the tight lips , "Happy birthday." It didn't match the violent arrogance, but these four short words revealed an inappropriate gentleness.

Fang Jun's body trembled, strong emotions condensed on his chest, the heat made him short of breath, he opened his arms and hugged He Wen tightly.

The fiery kiss was filled with too many deep emotions, it was undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac, the two of them rolled onto the bed logically, the sun-dried quilt exuded the smell of sunshine, and there was a bit of lemon fragrance, together with the smell of sweat. Entering, the temperature of the bedroom is rising under the continuous heat.

Fang Jun held He Wen in his arms and kissed him non-stop. In an almost pious mood, his eyes were dark, and the surging emotions were like residual sparks blown by a strong wind, burning instantly.

Sprinting inch by inch, Fang Jun leaned on He Wen's body and licked his sweat. His wet tongue went down all the way, stopped at the navel of the moon, and swiped in circles, then drilled in with the tip of his tongue to lick and kiss slowly.

He Wen's breathing became heavier, and he gasped as he inserted his fingers into Fang Jun's hair. The heat in his body kept beating and piercing. He raised his legs to wrap around Fang Jun's waist, and raised his body to meet him.

"Go down a little bit." He Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, his pale skin flushed with emotion, fine beads of sweat slipped down his slender neck, leaving traces of temptation along his chest.

"He Wen..." Fang Jun called over and over again, sprinting hard again and again, his clear voice gradually became hoarse, revealing an endless expression, the burning emotion brought about made He Wen's back tense immediately, and he twitched a few times to release go out.

After some intense exercise, the two of them took a bath together and went out. He Wen set the candles, and a nice birthday song came out from his slightly curled lips. In the soft light, he made a wish on the cake.

The two of them ate a few mouthfuls of cake and sat on the sofa watching TV. He Wen opened a can of beer and took a sip. A lot of wine dripped down the corner of his mouth. Fang Jun stared at the corner of his mouth with fiery eyes. .

"More?" He Wen made a playful voice, licked his lower lip with his tongue, and raised his eyebrows at Fang Jun.

Fang Jun leaned over to kiss him, sighed and said, "I need to go back to France, someone is investigating me, and it may involve some tricky things."

Turning off the remote control with the other hand, He Wen put down the beer and hugged Fang Jun, his eyes flickering.

"Up to three weeks." Fang Jun kissed the corner of He Wen's lips and said softly, "I will miss you."

After a heart-wrenching silence he heard the words "I'll miss you too."

Fang Jun held He Wen's hand, paid attention to his facial expression, saw that he did not refuse, then clasped his fingers together, the corners of his pursed lips were slightly raised, under the soft light, there was a little moisture.

How lucky to have another chance to get this person.

Fang Jun left City T the next day, and He Wen didn't go to see him off. He was afraid of the way Fang Jun looked at him, fearing that he might not be able to control Fang Jun at the airport.

"Holding Love" stopped filming for a week, and He Wen had a rare leisure time. He bought a plane ticket to Germany and wanted to see old friends.

It's a pity that he didn't know that things were right and people were wrong when he got there. That old friend had left Germany long ago.

On the bench by the lake, He Wen sat lazily and looked at the lake on the opposite side. No one knew him here, and he would not point fingers at him. He could breathe freely in the free air.

The footsteps approached, and a person sat next to him, with a teasing smile in his magnetic voice, "Why? The lakes in Germany are more beautiful than T City?"

Smoking a cigarette, the orange-red fire light flickered with a gust of wind, and He Wen lowered his head slightly, a few strands of short hair covered the expression in his eyes.

"The news is really fast."

"You are raised by me, don't worry about it, I'm afraid that one day you will run away with someone else." It's like a joke between lovers, but with a cold meaning.

He Wenmeng took a puff of cigarette, and made a slightly presumptuous voice from his nasal cavity.

"Accompany me to meet someone tonight." Jian Ming looked sideways at the person in front of him, seeing that his expression was a little fuzzy, he couldn't help wrapping his arms around the other person's waist, and caressing him slowly, like an intimate wife.

After flicking the cigarette ash, He Wen chuckled, "Who?"

"My wife, Ke Min." She narrowed her eyes and looked at the distant scenery.