In his dream, Yu Wen sat on the ground and held himself tightly.
The cold air around him swept in, making him even colder.
Suddenly, the surrounding fog was slowly dissipating.
"Wen bin, I'm here!"
Yu Wen suddenly heard a clear voice.
The voice made him feel a little familiar.
The fog slowly dissipated, and Yu Wen saw the situation around him.
Not far from him was the street. A boy in a white shirt was running.
In the direction he ran, there stood a tall man.
Seeing the man's face, Yu Wen's heart was colder than his body.
It's him!
Tang Wenbin!
Although the face was younger, Yu Wen knew that the spoiled youth was Tang Wenbin.
A lot younger and more handsome.
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When the boy ran to Tang Wenbin, he hugged him.
When he looked at the boy in his arms, his eyes were full of affection and love.
That look made Yu Wen's heart ache.
Ignoring the cold around him, he quickly got up from the ground.
Want to see what kind of boy that is.
Why can the other party have Tang Wenbin's love.
But he couldn't see the boy's face.
He looked at the two hands holding hands, gradually away on the road.
Yu Wen raised his feet and ran after him.
It was like a barrier in front of him. He couldn't catch up anyway.
He watched them leave.
When they left, Yu Wen could even hear the boy talking in a very familiar voice.
Talking about the trivia of life.
That is their happiness.
Yu Wen stood outside the barrier and watched them disappear.
The picture turns.
This is a house.
"Wen bin, I like you."
The boy lying in bed pressed the youth version of Tang Wenbin below.
His feelings are told in his mouth.
Yu Wen saw the tight veins on Tang Wenbin's forehead.
The man is patient.
His eyes were more affectionate than at first.
"Wen Wen..."
When Tang Wenbin just opened his mouth, the boy on his body blocked his lips in panic.
The atmosphere between the two was ambiguous.
They eagerly withdrew their clothes from each other.
Seeing their intimacy, Yu Wen's heart hurt even more.
Who the hell is this boy.
Why does he hurt so much? His heart hurts so much.
It's not jealousy, it's a kind of strong sadness.
Seeing that they were so close, Tang Wenbin cherished the boy.
During this period, Yu Wen still didn't see each other's face.
The picture suddenly changed again.
In a restaurant, the boy sat with a middle-aged woman.
"Wen bin is the successor of the down company. He can't find a man in the future. He's just a novelty.
And you still have a lot to go. Give me a price, and I won't let you fool around with my son for nothing. "
Yu Wen didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his mood for the seemingly young but actually middle-aged woman.
But when I saw the boy with his back to his body, from slowly shaking to the final strength, my heart hurt again.
"I don't want money. If Tang Wenbin doesn't love me, please tell me himself."
The boy raised his head and the other party looked directly at the middle-aged woman's face.
His tone was strong, but Yu Wen recognized his sadness.
"Hiss... What do you love or not, my son? I know that he will abandon you soon.
Now I give you a chance. If you don't want the money, you won't have a chance in the future. "