: Lee

The first time he met Cheng Xia was in the early autumn. Although he entered the autumn, the temperature in Beijing did not drop at all. The hot Li Zekun did not want to go out at home.
It was raining heavily during the day and finally met cool at night. Li Zekun’s ruthless party called and asked him to come out to play. A group of people came to look for it. Li Zekun had to give him a face when he was lazy. They went to the club to play first. Li Zekun shot a few arrows and didn't want to play, so he sat down and watched his friends play bowling.
When it was more than ten o'clock, someone suggested going to K songs and echoing around. Li Zekun put out the smoke: "Come on, let me go home."
Song Yu stopped him: "Today's buddies are so easy to get together, do you want to go and go right?"
Li Zekun lazy smile: "Get it, wait for you to play high, swearing gambling, gambling, I am looking for guilty for myself?" Although Li Zekun is young, he has always been very measured, his hobby Compared with the ordinary princelings, they are more fresh and refined - equestrian skydiving diving. Li Zekun has had several friends, all of whom are ordinary children of ordinary people. He is a bit clean and never takes people on the windy field. He was sick of the place and the people in that place from the bottom of his heart.
But today, this group of people made it clear that they didn't want to let Li Zekun go, laughing and packing the ticket: "Today, the young master decides how to play, if you don't see anyone, we will follow it. How do you see it?"
Li Zekun expected that they couldn't make any moths. He didn't want to go home. It didn't make any difference where he stayed.
The manager has already left them the best private room, and Li Zekun has to find a place to sit down first. He played with his mobile phone and played with himself. He ignored the friends who had already clamored for the manager to pick up some good-looking boys and children.
Li Zekun’s sliding screen brushed Weibo, listening to friends and laughing at each other’s X.
A rich second generation was very heroic, and told him that he had already recorded all his accounts on himself. He said that he had just spent the night, and his father had just given Zhang Xinka.
Another official and second generation learned his appearance. The princelings in the punching room threw a wink and smiled. "Then you sing a song, as long as the singer is in Beijing, I can let him sing live!

Song Yu asked for a boy, and the microphone was handed over to let him sing. This is the rule they came out to play, the first song does not have to be sung by oneself.
The boy’s song just came out with a sound. The whole laughter and noisy room was quiet, and the waiter on the side slammed the song quickly.
He ordered the first old song, the capitalized song title and the singer occupied the entire LCD screen - "On the wilderness of hope", singer Peng Liyuan.
The second generation of the official who just spoke was green. His words were just a joke, but he couldn’t let a MB beat his face!
The boy still didn't know what was going on. He didn't listen carefully to what the princelings were saying. He couldn't sing. The microphone was stuffed into his hands. He could only order his first when he was a child. Songs that are often sung.
When the atmosphere in the private room was condensing, Li Zekun put down his mobile phone. He slowly looked up at the boy and he laughed. He laughed and greeted the boy: "Come let me see, you are the prodigy who came here."
Here Li Zekun's position is the highest. Everyone sees that his face has not changed, and he can only read this as a joke.
Song Yu pushed people to Li Zekun's side: "Go, the young master is rarely interested in anyone."
The nightclub lights are too confusing, the color of the aperture flashes people's eyes, Li Zekun looked at the people in front of him for a long time and found that this person is indeed a child, also seventeen or eight years old, looks beautiful, his eyes are special Rarely special peach eyes, the end of the eye is slightly picking, the lip shape is also the kind of smiley lips that make people feel good.
Someone handed the boy a lighter: "Give a little cigarette to Li."
Li Zekun smiled, but he really smoked a cigarette and pinched it between his fingers. But the boy did not move, it seemed hesitant, a little confused, and some struggled.
Li Zekun is never difficult to be a person, just feels a bit boring, and his point of interest has been wiped out. He took a lighter from his pocket and slammed the blue flame, but he put the fire close to the smoke, and a gust of wind blew his own flame.
The private room was quiet again. This time, even Li Zekun was stunned. The boy was estimated to be afraid of the guests being unhappy, but he didn’t know what to do. He even blew out Li Zekun’s fire directly, and he went over it. !
Li Zekun threw the smoke directly to the side, watching the boy's gaze change from the harmless lazy moment of the beginning to the intimidating beast foraging. "Do you sell it?"
There seemed to be a moment of stiffness and embarrassment on the boy's face, but it was still slightly sloppy and spit a word: "...sell..."
Li Zekun stood up and grasped his wrist. He looked around at the friend who was watching the development of the matter. He laughed: "I took people away, and you don't have to accompany me to be vegetarian."
On that day, Li Zekun was very rare and pressed a MB. He took it to the hotel and asked the first sentence: "What is your name? I am referring to the real name."
Cheng Xia. Listening to a very warm and clean name.
At that time, Li Zekun was particularly dissatisfied with this kind of person. He also thought, that is, listening to it. Treating a MB that doesn't need to be cherished, Li Zekun took the plunge. Of course, he did a very good job. When he finally stopped, he even got blood from the person. A MB can be as tight as this. When Li Zekun got out of bed, his legs were a little soft. When he looked back, Cheng Xia was already tired and couldn't open his eyes.
"It looks really beautiful." He said to himself, he took more than 3,000 cash from the wallet and laid a summer pillow. He doesn't have much cash with him, but he has a lot of three thousand, and the red card is the most.
Li Zekun did not expect to meet this person in the future.
After more than two months, when Li Zekun went again, it was already late autumn, and the sky slowly cooled. Li Zekun is wearing a thin hooded sweater, young and open.
When he led him into the private room, the manager had been trying to organize the language. It seemed that there was nothing to ask but could not speak. Finally, I tweaked and asked: "Li Shao, have you long-term packaged Summer? I haven't seen you recently, he can miss you."
Li Zekun is not familiar with this name, coldly said: "I don't play MB."
The manager laughed: "I know you can't, although you ordered him more than two months ago, how could it be packaged?"
Li Zekun suddenly groaned, and there was a boy in his mind. He was a bit confused: "Why do you think I have wrapped him up?"
The manager said: "He didn't pick up when he came back. Someone asked him to take your name and refused it...
Song Yu laughed next to Li Zekun: "This is the porcelain that touched you."
Li Zekun did not speak to the manager and he reconciled: "Affirmative, I want to climb the branch and want to go crazy. It is also... the first time I came out, I met Li Shao, such a good guest, and it is no wonder that he was tempted."
Li Zekun raised an eyebrow, the first time?
Later, he really wrapped up Cheng Xia.
When I first started together, Li Zekun felt that the most interesting thing about Cheng Xia was that he dared to say what the truth was. He asked him why he would do this. Cheng Xia did not say that he was too quick to come. I also asked him how he decided to be himself. Cheng Xia smiled at the time and said that because you are the most handsome in the group.
Cheng Xia is a person that Li Zekun has never met. He likes to watch the "Animal World" and "Cat and Mouse" teenagers. When they talk, they always have a childish smile. They don’t have a heart and never leave themselves. The wounded words are played by the title. This kind of person is like a little sun. Li Zekun’s whole world is warm and warm.
It was not until a long time later that Li Zekun knew what Cheng Xia had experienced. The child’s college entrance examination was very good. From the remote northwest, he was admitted to Beijing Normal University. When he was at school, his mother found a blood disease. Cheng Xia was introduced. At the beginning, he only did the work of helping to sell the wine, but he was so beautiful. The manager had looked for him many times in private and had been tempted to say that he could introduce him to a big backer. .
Cheng Xia hesitated for a long time, until that time he met Li Zekun and decided to come down. He didn't see Li Zekun for the first time that day. He noticed the man a long time ago. He was handsome and handsome, his eyes were sloppy and lazy, but he didn't look at it.
If the person who wants to point him that night is not Li Zekun, he may not hesitate to just agree to it. Maybe it was a bit tempting before.
When Li Zekun knew this, Cheng Xia had already detected leukemia, and his blood disease was hereditary. Li Zekun took his hand and his face was as bad as he was.
At that time, Li Zekun really liked Cheng Xia. He also knew that Cheng Xia’s words on the surface were not confusing. Cheng Xia, like his name, is warm and clean. He would rather bear the contempt of others, and he would not be willing to show off his sorrow and ask others to move.
From the beginning to the end, Cheng Xia is a little stupid childish teenager. He can only sing "In the wilderness of hope". When he is at a loss, he will do something stupid. After he is familiar, he will call Li Zekun’s full name and watch him the same day. The face is judged to give him some sweetness or to make him drag the bowl.
Li Zekun only said a word to the doctor in the ward: "I can cure him, how much I can afford."
Li Zekun once thought that he would not fall in love with anyone easily. He did not expect that he was wrong.
Every time after Cheng Xia’s departure, Li Zekun thought that it might be his own retribution. He grabbed the bone marrow that others also need, but he can punish himself for all the reasons. Why is the last injury still Cheng Xia?
Or the first night of the early autumn when I saw Cheng Xia, Li Zekun smiled and yelled at him: "A good object?", Cheng Xiahong began to face.
Dreaming of this sudden stop, Li Zekun suddenly stunned, he gently licked the cold sweat of the forehead, sighed and hugged the pillow with the mileage of summer, he could no longer sleep, staring at a small gap between the curtains. Until dawn.
"It's really... I miss you a little." Li Zekun whispered weakly and closed his eyes again.