Meiqiang suffers from pain and never forgets me [quick wear]

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Chapter 13 Born for You (13)

Under the warm yellow light in the room, the man’s slightly aggressive features softened a lot, and those hazel eyes seemed to be filled with tenderness. A ripple.

The slender and well-jointed hand is suspended in mid-air, and the cyan blood vessels on the wrist can be vaguely seen, which is particularly eye-catching on the fair skin, and you can even feel the powerful vibration under the skin.

Cen Ziyang stared at that beautiful hand, slightly lost in thought, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his palm placed under the table.

He really wanted to hold it...

Cen Ziyang forcibly suppressed the strange heartbeat, stretched out the tip of his tongue and puckered his dry lips. There was unconcealable enthusiasm and desire in his lowered eyes.

"Brother Xuan." Cen Ziyang spoke very slowly, "Can you celebrate my birthday with me first?"

His voice escaped from his lips and teeth. It was not as cold as usual, but a little more sentimental. His tone was very soft, as if behave in a spoiled manner.

The color of the boy's pupils was a pure black that was close to being empty. It seemed that no light could reach his eyes directly. Being stared at by such eyes would inevitably make him feel chilled.

You Xuan raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Okay."

The cake was specially ordered by You Xuan, and it was a store with a good reputation. Cen Ziyang saw the familiar logo on it, his vision blurred for a moment, and he vaguely saw himself before.

He was also sitting here at that time, but there was a mess underneath him. There was no birthday cake or food on the table. There was no one celebrating his birthday. There was only the constant ridicule and jeers around him and the raindrops falling from the sky.

Cen Ziyang remembered that when he fell into the abyss in embarrassment, a figure came against the light, allowing him to touch the warmth he had felt for a long time.

"Make a wish." You Xuan put down the lighter, stood up, turned off the light, and looked at Cen Ziyang.

Under the dim light, the dancing flames from the candles fell on Cen Ziyang's eyes, covering up the darkness in his eyes.

"Can you tell me your wish?" Cen Ziyang seemed to be murmuring.

You Xuan looked at him quietly, "It's not allowed to say it."

Cen Ziyang bit the tip of his tongue lightly, looked at You Xuan, and soon continued to lower his eyes, took a breath, folded his hands on his chest, and piously to pray to the gods.

He had never believed in any god in his life, but now, he wanted to believe it again.

He wants... to be with You Xuan forever.

forever.

——Two

hours later, the rather eye-catching Rolls Royce poked its head out of the dilapidated street.

Song Nian glanced at the door. A man in a suit and leather shoes was walking out of the courtyard, but there was no that thin figure beside him. So he tilted his head in confusion and quickly got out of the car and opened the door for his boss.

You Xuan sat in the back seat, his expression as usual: "Let's go."

"Let's go?" This word made Song Nian stupid.