Wait for me a moment, it will be ready soon." Fan Xiao's voice echoed in the closed carriage and seemed to carry a low vibration frequency when it reached You Shulang's ears.
"It's okay." You Shulang put his finger on the car door button, intending to lower the window to get some fresh air. A corner of flesh was reflected on the glass with the anti-peep film. Fan Xiao was buttoning the button under his throat.
You Shulang changed his mind because he knew Fan Xiao was afraid of the cold.
Fan Xiao had buttoned his shirt himself in the morning, which took a long time and was quite laborious. Now two more buttons had slipped off. The handsome man with a wound on the corner of his lip was now lowering his head and using his stiff fingers to push the buttons back into the holes embroidered with silver thread.
You Shulang secretly tried it on his shirt with his left hand, and after a moment he cursed softly, "Waste".
Tsk, Fan Xiao didn't even raise his head: "Don't be sarcastic if you don't want to help. The Director You I know is the most enthusiastic. He will help strangers, but I don't get this kind of treatment."
Fan Xiao was acting like a spoiled brat again. You Shulang thought that after he revealed his sexual orientation, Fan Xiao would re-evaluate him, either disgusting him or distancing herself from him, or maintaining a superficial and measured relationship.
You Shulang thought it would be the third one, which was in line with Fan Xiao's character and cultivation. He even imagined this situation, which was not bad, although it was a little... pity, but it was acceptable.
But now it seems that I have misunderstood Fan Xiao again. From last night till now, he has not shown any abnormality. Everything is the same as before, even the length of his voice is just right.
You Shulang turned his gaze and saw a vague clavicle, which was slightly shimmering under the diamond-studded buttons. There was also a pendant half-hidden, which You Shulang had seen once before. It was a four-faced Buddha with a rather fierce look.
Looking down, you can see the stiff but beautiful long fingers. Fan Xiao's palm is very broad, and his fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints. The light blue veins are reflected under the thin skin, which makes people want to hold it.
Inevitably, You Shulang thought of last night again. He was led by this big hand into the soft quilt all the way down. The skin under his hand was tough and delicate, with smooth lines. It was a perfect male body, which could be called the best.
He shook his head to dispel these nonsense. You Shulang asked quietly: "Do you still need my help?"
Fan Xiao was startled, then he looked up and looked directly at the man in the driver's seat. His eyes were burning and his words were straightforward: "Sexual orientation is everyone's freedom, Director You don't have to mind it."
Then he asked, "Does Director You have low self-esteem?"
"No."
"I don't think you would either."
"I'm afraid of you..."
Fan Xiao simply didn't tie it, revealing his slender neck. He sneered, "Isn't it just gay? You Shulang, have you forgotten where I grew up?"
Putting his hands together, he said softly, "Sawadee Ka."
A word of Thai brought smiles to the eyes of both men. You Shulang took a piece of "rouge" from the car and threw it into his mouth.
"Come here." He said vaguely.
Fan Xiao leaned forward and fastened the two buttons that had slipped open with his flexible fingers. During this time, You Shulang accidentally touched the dark green Buddha statue, and his fingertips felt cold. The bumps and corners were obvious, and the carving was sharp, not round and smooth.
"Okay." You Shulang patted Fan Xiao's collar a few times, like the action between buddies, trying to remove the ambiguity.
Fan Xiao slowly sat up straight, the smile on his lips slowly faded, but his voice was still pretending to be cheerful, and asked: "So your girlfriend is a man?"
You Shulang didn't have the habit of smoking in the car. He held the unburned cigarette between his fingers and acknowledged it: "Yes. I made you misunderstand before."
"It's okay, I understand."
"I'll introduce you two some other day."
A brilliant smile appeared on the corners of Fan Xiao's dark lips. "Okay, I'm looking forward to it, but wait until the wound on my face heals. I'm afraid your boyfriend will ask me how I got hurt, and I can't say that I got beaten up because I was a hooligan with his man."
You Shulang was in a good mood and did not pursue Fan Xiao's nonsense. He smiled and drove him away: "Get out of the car, you will be late for work."
Fan Xiao pushed the door open with his good hand and got out of the car. He leaned halfway and then came back, leaning towards You Shulang. In the man's puzzled gaze, he said in a low voice: "ฉันแทบรอไม่ไหวที่จะดีกับคุณ. (I can't wait to fuck you.)"
"What did you say?" You Shulang asked.
"Have a nice day."
The tall man watched the car slowly slide out of his sight, and with his nimble left hand he took out his cell phone and dialed a few numbers.
"Zhenzhen, long time no see. Let's meet in the evening."
Lu Zhen broke his date with You Shulang.
Stepping onto the dreamy floor of the "Airbus" bar, the feeling he felt under his feet was not the realistic 3D effect, but the excitement and nervousness that was about to overflow from his chest.
Fan Xiao contacted him again, after disappearing for almost a month.
It would not be accurate to say that he disappeared. Lu Zhen would often receive expensive gifts from him, including a luxury bag that had just been launched on the market. Regardless of the price, he felt proud for the first time when he could carry it back and forth when many snobs in the circle could not buy it even with their connections.
According to common sense, after giving the gift, you will inevitably receive an invitation call, have dinner, a date, and then naturally roll into bed.
But Lu Zhan received so many gifts, but he never received a call from Fan Xiao. He even thought that the word "Fan" on the card might be his imagination.
Since Fan Xiao didn't call him, he had no choice but to call him. Lu Zhen told himself over and over again that this was out of politeness.
Occasionally the phone would be connected, and we would chat briefly, but the other party would either be in a meeting or on a business trip, and then hastily hang up. More often, they would just reply with a text message, with soft words that seemed to be very affectionate, but there would be no response.
Lu Zhen has seen a lot of dirty things in the circle. There are many bad guys who want to touch the thighs when inviting them to dinner, which makes people like Fan Xiao, who is rich, generous and not impatient, look noble.
Today, Lu Zhen was surprised and delighted to have an appointment with Fan Xiao. He made up a random excuse to cancel the invitation that You Shulang had made long ago.
Walking through the high-tech corridor, he saw the tall and handsome man in his old seat.
"He will come naturally. People who are kept hanging are passive. You just need to snap your finger and he will come running." Fan Xiao smiled and greeted Lu Zhen who was coming over, and did not forget to answer his assistant's question.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xiao's good hand gently rested on Lu Zhen's shoulder.
"What are you talking about?" Lu Zhen asked.
Fan Xiao took him to a seat, and said in a deep male voice: "You say that every time I see you, my eyes light up."
Lu Zhen had heard a lot of sweet talk and flirtatious talk, but he couldn't resist such an ordinary compliment. He lowered his eyes, three parts smiling and seven parts shy, he knew that this was the most attractive way.
His eyes had just lowered and his expression had not yet adjusted to the best when he saw Fan Xiao's injured hand. He raised his eyes in surprise and saw the man's injured lip corner in the dim light.
"What happened? How did you get hurt?"
Fan Xiao smiled slightly: "He tried to be a hooligan but got beaten up instead."
Lu Zhen was startled, then said coquettishly: "Nonsense."
Fan Xiao took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Really, if you don't believe it, forget it."
Seeing that Fan Xiao was unwilling to talk, Lu Zhen changed the subject: "Mr. Fan, are you busy recently?"
"Neither busy nor busy."
Fan Xiao took a sip of wine with a slightly lonely look, and the gaze he cast over was as deep as the sea water.
Lu Zhen was enveloped by a heavy gaze. His heart tightened and he felt as if something was about to happen.
Is Fan Xiao finally going to confess his feelings?
Lu Zhen was secretly delighted, and he shook the rose-red liquid in his hand until it was dazzling.
Somehow, Lu Zhen suddenly thought of You Shulang. Three years ago, when You Shulang, whom he had been pursuing for a long time, finally expressed that they could give it a try, he seemed to be just as happy.
Even, a little happier.
Lu Zhen drank the wine in the cup, put on a smile and asked, "Why are you busy? Why are you not busy?"
Fan Xiao has a beautiful lip shape, with his lips slightly open and tightly pursed.
Finally, with a little self-mockery, he said slowly: "I am busy because I pretend to be busy."
"Pretending to be busy?" Lu Zhen thought for a moment, "Mr. Fan doesn't want to see me?"
"How could that be, it's just..." Fan Xiao smiled bitterly, "It's just that you probably don't have time to see me, right?"
"I have." This was too explicit, so Lu Zhen reorganized his words, "I'm quite busy, but if Mr. Fan invites me, I will definitely make time for it."
However, Lu Zhen's answer was another helpless bitter smile. Fan Xiao patted Lu Zhen on the shoulder twice, his expression and tone seemed to be hurt: "See what else you want to order, I'm going to the bathroom."
Until Fan Xiao left, Lu Zhen still didn't understand what was going on. He drank in silence, feeling very nervous.
"In fact, Mr. Fan has a very strong possessiveness." A poor Chinese voice came from the corner of the sofa, startling Lu Zhen who was concentrating on his studies.
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Fan Xiao's assistant almost squeezed into the darkness, and suddenly... he understood.
It's time to break up with...You Shulang.