Out of impulse, Luo Lin Yuan called the phone. Before he regretted hanging up, Yu Han picked up the phone. He heard Yu Hanâs voice, and his eyelids were so shallow that he couldnât stop crying.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was half hoarse, full of trembling crying. The person was aggrieved, and couldnât hold back his heart when he want to cry.
Luo Lin Yuan originally wanted to hold back, but he couldnât even say a complete sentence, only letting out a dull and rapid breathing sound, and it slowed down for half a day. âI want to drink, Iâll go to the bar where you work, okay.â
Yu Han was silent for a long time. In the end, he didnât refuse him nor asked him what happened. He just said, âCome, come ba, you can only have half a glass.â
Luo Lin Yuan squeezed his phone, âI donât want to go home tonight.â
Yu Han: âYou can go to the hotel, remember to bring your school bag, you still have to go to school tomorrow.â
Luo Lin Yuan responded with a nasal voice, and then hung up the phone. He packed out his pajamas and school uniform. His school bag couldnât be stuffed, so he took another bag, which was bulging.
When Luo Lin Yuan came downstairs with the school bag on his back, he knocked onto Uncle Wu.
Uncle Wu looked at his red eyelids. Moreover, when he heard from Zhang Li that the Young Master had gone to find Madam, he knew that the child had been wronged.
Looking at this big bag, Uncle Wu canât just let people go. âYoung Master, itâs better to sleep at home this late.â
Luo Lin Yuan lowered his face and shook his head, his disheartened appearance pinched Uncle Wuâs heart sour. Uncle Wu saw that the bag in his hand is still filled with clothes, âIs there enough money on you? Is it to find Young Master Fang.â
Luo Lin Yuan didnât want to worry Uncle Wu, so he honestly said, âIâm going to find a friend and sleep at his house. Donât worry about me.â
Uncle Wu said, âThen Iâll have Xiao Zhang send you off.â
Luo Lin Yuan still shook his head, âIâll just call a car on my phone.â
As a result, he didnât have a phone to call a car, where can an average car drive in their villa? When Luo Lin Yuan walked to the gate with heavy bags, he had been walking for half an hour. He lacked exercise and was in a growing body, the soles of his feet were prone to cramps. After walking for a long time, he really cramped, and it hurts like tearing when he moves.
After blowing on the cold wind at the gate for half an hour, Luo Lin Yuan finally called a car. His whole person completely wilted, feeling that he was very unlucky tonight. His head still hurts, probably because the wind has been blowing for a long time and his nose is also a bit stuffy.
By the time he got to the bar where Yu Han worked, he had already slept in the car. This sleep made his head dizzy. He got out of the car and walked into the bar. He was overwhelmed by the murky atmosphere of the bar, and his whole person was about to turn black and white.
When he came here before, he didnât think it was so stuffy. Luo Lin Yuan pulled the straps on his shoulders. The school bag was too heavy, making his shoulders ache.
Yu Han was not at the counter, but another black-clothed little brother replaced him. Yu Han probably informed the little brother, plus Luo Lin Yuan is really easy to recognize, with outstanding looks, indifferent and youthful temperament, and carrying a school bag on his back. Itâs hard not to recognize him.
The little brother gave Luo Lin Yuan the way to the staff lounge and said that Yu Han was inside. Luo Lin Yuan endured the discomfort and found the lounge. The door was half closed. He pushed the door in without thinking, just in time to see Yu Han pull off his shirt with his back to the door and change his clothes.
Yu Han had just dealt with a drunk and troublesome customer with the security guards. His clothes were soiled and he was changing them. He didnât expect Luo Lin Yuan to barge in so rashly.
It was in this way that Luo Lin Yuan saw the tattoo on Yu Hanâs right shoulder blade for the first time, such a clear picture was surprising.
It was a symbol of , connected to a string of lady[1]in English, and the circle of  had been burned with a hideous dent covering that circle.
It doesnât look like a normal tattoo at all, let alone because itâs cool to tattoo. Itâs just like a⦠humiliating mark that hit Yu Han.
There is also the scar on that tattoo⦠it was burned with cigarette butts, right? Luo Lin Yuan had seen such a scar before, in a violent accident. Why did Yu Han have it on his body and who did this to him?!
Yu Han quickly put on the black shirt and closed the locker door while tying the buttons, âWait for me.â
Luo Lin Yuan didnât wait. He put his school bag and clothes bag on the sofa to the side, and simply walked up to Yu Han recklessly and reached out to pull the personâs clothes.
His action took Yu Han by surprise. Before he could stop him, he heard Luo Lin Yuan say, âWho did this?! Who burned you?!â
Yu Hanâs eyebrows twitched, and he clutched Luo Lin Yuanâs wrist in silence. The resistance in his eyes was obvious, he told Luo Lin Yuan not to ask, not to move, and not want to answer.
His refusal was like a door slammed on the tip of Luo Lin Yuanâs nose. The discomfort and emotions of the night exploded at this moment.
The boy he likes has such a tattoo on his body. He was bullied when he didnât know. He wanted to know who bullied him but forgot that he was just an insignificant character in the heart of the person he likes. Asking about such a tattoo that represents a secret is offensive.
Before Yu Han could figure out how to clean up the scene, he saw Luo Lin Yuanâs tears fall. He was simply at a loss. Luo Lin Yuanâs lips trembled slightly, his eyelids were red, tears fell down one by one, and he couldnât stop it at all.
Luo Lin Yuan couldnât contain his emotions and collapsed. He cried while saying, âI wonât ask anymore, donât hate me.â Lin Shu also hates him, and Yu Han doesnât like him too. Why do the people he likes always not love him?
He covered his face with his hand that wasnât caught, trying desperately to stop. How humiliating, why are you crying, childish and frightening. Yu Han didnât do anything wrong, he was the one who was there on his own, overly sensitive and unreasonable.
He couldnât bear crying, he held back from sobbing but he almost couldnât breathe.
Itâs too ugly, he looks like this. Luo Lin Yuan coughed and tried to break away from Yu Hanâs hand, covering his face in an attempt to escape to a place where Yu Han couldnât see him. Also, what to drink ah. He wanted to find a place where there was no one to cry to.
As a result, he couldnât get away. Yu Han stopped him and Luo Lin Yuan dodged again, trying to rush out. In the end, Yu Han couldnât help it, so he hugged the person around the waist and held him firmly. Only then did Luo Lin Yuan settle down in his arms.
Luo Lin Yuan hiccupped, his body was twitching and trembling nonstop. Yu Hanâs hand stroked the back of the person in his arms, giving people a sense of relief. He hurriedly said, âI donât hate you, donât cry.â
Luo Lin Yuan finally stopped crying and hiccupping. He took a long breath before slowly calming down.
When Yu Han saw that the person was in a stable mood, he said his tattoo in a relaxed tone. He said he had a friend who has panicky with a lot of money and said that he would give him 5,000 yuan if he was willing to tattoo. At that time, he was short of money, so he got tattooed. Itâs no big deal.
tw: mention of self-harm. itâs only once, but still.
The cigarette scar was burned by himself. At that time, he was under a lot of pressure, and in the second year of high school, he learned to self-harm. Yu Han said the tattoo lightly, âI donât want to say that I felt a little stupid, so I donât want to show it to others, not against you.â
Yu Han gently patted his back, âThis is a secret I told you. Donât cry, okay?â
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