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Chi Yan squinted slightly and stared at his ex-boyfriend for a while. This person seemed to have hardly drunk any alcohol throughout the event. Everyone probably knew about Feng Min’s background; the Feng family was quite famous in Ningyang. As the only son of the Feng family, countless people had tried to get into the Feng household.

Right, Chi Yan recalled that Feng Min had gone abroad to study with his fiancée three years ago. In three years, if he had been diligent, he probably already had one or two children.

Chi Yan lowered his gaze to check Feng Min’s left hand, but the man’s right hand rested on top, and his left hand was under the table, preventing Shi Yan from seeing whether he was wearing a wedding ring.

So what if he could see?

It had nothing to do with him.

Chi Yan chuckled to himself and stepped out of the private room to head to the restroom.

There were people in the restroom. Chi Yan walked inside and leaned against the wall to relieve himself. After finishing, he turned around, and someone opened a stall door behind him. The person seemed to have seen something inside and cursed softly, then moved to the adjacent stall.

The door that was opened didn’t close, and Chi Yan glanced in unconsciously, catching a glimpse of several drops of scarlet on the wall.

Blood?

Chi Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly, feeling puzzled.

But puzzlement was puzzlement; those bloodstains wouldn’t be life-threatening. Chi Yan walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

While washing, he also noticed some bloodstains on the sink. He thought it was probably from the person who had a nosebleed.

Returning to the private room, Chi Yan found that most of the people were sprawled out.

On his side, he was already feeling a bit unsteady, but surprisingly, he felt a little excited.

Alcohol easily makes people feel exhilarated.

At first, before getting drunk, someone suggested going to a bar or KTV for a second round.

Given the state everyone was in after the first round, they could only save the second round for another time.

Chi Yan and a few others who hadn’t passed out helped the drunk ones downstairs. Some couldn’t even remember their home addresses, so they just booked rooms at the nearby hotel and took the people inside.

Fortunately, those kinds of people weren’t too many; some were drunk but still had a bit of rationality left.

After sending off his classmates, the cold night air made Chi Yan shiver.

Just as he felt himself wobbling, someone caught him from behind.

The strong, sturdy arm wrapped around his back, the person’s shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing well-defined forearms.

The skin that touched Chi Yan was warm, and that warmth spread quickly throughout his body.

Suddenly, for some reason, Chi Yan felt that the man’s palm was scorching, stirring up huge waves in his heart.

[Author’s Note: Have you ever had a crush on someone? Hahaha,

In the next chapter, we’ll be planting the “buns” (a euphemism for children). Yes, kids!!

Chi Yan will give birth to buns!

Do you know the meaning of Chi Yan’s name?

It’s particularly easy to guess, right?

La la la, I’m just a sweet romance writer, asking you all if it’s sweet!!!

Readers: Super sweet, it makes me want to snooze!]

That overwhelming wave didn’t last long before, under the influence of alcohol, it quickly transformed into a flame.

And this flame burned from within Chi Yan’s body outward.

In an instant, it reached the tips of Chi Yan’s fingers.

The sensation at his fingertips was electric, a tingling feeling.

=== 3 ===

This sensation was all too familiar.

More than three years ago, this feeling was almost like a shadow that followed him everywhere.

Chi Yan’s eyes widened in uncontrollable surprise.

It was as if he was stunned by this unexpected realization.

It turned out he didn’t even know that although he no longer liked Feng Min, he no longer had feelings for that scumbag.

His body, along with those memories that belonged to it, remained.

Chi Yan began to contemplate the people he had interacted with in the past. Some were outstanding in appearance and had excellent conditions, and initially, they all seemed easy to get along with.

But once he got closer to them, Chi Yan always found one flaw or another in them.

Today, three years later, he attended a class reunion and encountered his first boyfriend again, with their bodies touching once more.

Even if it was just a slight touch, a sudden thought sprang up in Chi Yan’s mind.

It seemed that in the past, he had always unconsciously compared his admirers with Feng Min.

There hadn’t been a single message from Feng Min since he broke up with him, while those others had certain merits.

Comparing them, Chi Yan felt it was inappropriate.

Chi Yan had his own comfort zone; anyone who crossed that line wouldn’t be given another chance to get close to him.

In these three years, Chi Yan had many admirers, but he remained self-sufficient.

He made some online friends who felt that Chi Yan was so attractive that if he just said a word, many would rush to pursue him.

But Chi Yan remained unmoved, maintaining a lifestyle that could be described as self-sufficient or even abstinent.

At one point, Chi Yan thought he didn’t have high demands.

It turned out it was like this.

He didn’t lack desires; rather, his desired target had been spoiled by that scumbag.

Chi Yan steadied himself and pushed away the person supporting him, Feng Min.

Raising his gaze slightly, he noticed a change in Feng Min’s expression, and for a moment, Chi Yan had the illusion that Feng Min looked a bit disappointed.

Disappointed?

How could a scumbag be disappointed? He had dumped him so cleanly back then.

Chi Yan’s eyes lingered on Feng Min’s handsome face for just two seconds before he lowered his gaze again. Feng Min’s left hand had no ring on his ring finger, indicating he was likely unmarried.

Maybe the man had taken it off?

A slight, cold smile appeared on Chi Yan’s lips as he looked back at Feng Min, his eyes bright with mischief.

Thank you! Chi Yan thanked Feng Min for catching him; if it weren’t for Feng Min’s sharp eyes catching him in time, he would have fallen to the ground.

Feng Min’s lips moved, and after a moment, his voice was slightly hoarse: “No need.”

“I’ll take a taxi back. Feng Min, you should have driven here, right? That means we’re not heading the same way.” Chi Yan said this, but his feet didn’t move, his bright eyes fixed on Feng Min as if waiting for something.

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