i really like you

This is the first time a man uses "you" instead of the rigid, emotionless "you". Tang Yuan likes it very much, and feels that the distance between the two has been shortened.

He coughed twice, and said that he would come here for a gathering with some Fa Xiaochao, "Secretary Pei, how about you?"

Pei Wenjin said concisely, "Drink."

In Tang Yuan's field of vision, half of the man's face was swallowed by the darkness, and half was exposed to the light, which was not very real.

He scratched his naturally curly hair, "This place belongs to my house. Which private room are you and your friends in? I'll say hello to Manager Liao."

Pei Wenjin flicked the cigarette ash, seemed to smile, but also didn't seem to, "Master, you don't need to do that."

Tang Yuan curled his lips and let it go without acknowledgment.

The awkward atmosphere is like a flood, spreading everywhere.

Tang Yuan wanted to leave, but his body didn't listen, and he stuck in place as if rooted.

Probably because he stared at it for a long time, Pei Wenjin turned to look at him.

Tang Yuan felt panicked with nowhere to hide, and was a little ashamed.

But before he showed anything, he saw a strange man with flat hair staggering over, smelling of alcohol, with his arm on Pei Wenjin's shoulder, and asked with a frivolous smile, "Old Pei, who is this beautiful kid? "

Pei Wenjin said, "Young master."

The crew-haired man looked over in surprise, straightened his face at the same time, and shouted seriously, "So it's the young master, hello, hello."

When it's over, lower your voice and whisper to him, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Jincheng belongs to his family, can it be free? Hey Lao Pei, the young master is looking at you. His eyes are like little stars. I smell the same kind of breath from him. Do you think it's evil?"

The man didn't move the hand on the shoulder, and let the other party get so close to his ear, the saliva might be sprayed on it when he spoke.

I don't know what to whisper.

They don't look like brothers either, how good is their relationship?

Tang Yuan thought wildly for a while, and suddenly, as if someone forcibly fed a big mouthful of ice, his whole body lost all heat and felt cold.

He didn't say hello to the man, turned around and left without saying a word, when he heard the scoffed man's voice, "Young master is quite proud."

Proud fart, I'm so proud, you can't even get out of the "Golden City", Tang Yuan went back to the private room with a sullen face.

Seeing the situation in the private room, Tang Yuan immediately took a step back, a stream of blood rushed to his face, he was just like a kid who accidentally bumped into an adult doing something bad, and stuttered.

"You guys, can you open a room up there? What if you don't have the money? Why are you on the sofa, just, shit, what the hell are you doing on display, that's my hand..."

Before the word "machine" came out, the phone was stuffed into the girl's collar by the drunk display.

"..."

Chen Lie and Song Chao hugged a young lady and left, but Zhang Shuran didn't leave. He waved his hand, and the young lady beside him bit her lip and moved out of the private room step by step.

Zhang Shuran took out a dark blue handkerchief from his pocket, shook it gracefully, covered the white phone, and wiped it inch by inch.

Tang Yuan was so moved that he was a bit of a clean freak, both physically and mentally.

Shu Ran remembers it.

Zhang Shuran handed the phone to Tang Yuan, "Didn't you say to wash your face? Why didn't you go?"

Tang Yuan took the phone and swiped open the screen, "I ran into my dad's secretary, and I forgot about it after chatting for a few words."

"Shu Ran, A Lie and Xiao Chao have gone to play, why don't you go?"

Zhang Shu then looked up at the luxurious crystal lamp, "Do you want to go?"

Tang Yuan shook his head, "I'm younger than you, not yet an adult."

Zhang Shuran smiled softly, "It will be fine in December."

Tang Yuan did not show the slightest expectation.

Zhang Shuran lowered his head a little, and his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring the young animals, "Xiao Yuan, do you have someone in your heart?"

Before Tang Yuan could react, he was dazed by Zhang Shuran's encouraging eyes, and he admitted in a daze, "Yes."

When it's over, look over carefully, buddy, don't trick me, it's the first time I like someone in 17 years, it's hard.

Zhang Shuran's upper body leaned forward, leaning his elbows on his legs and looking at the young man, his voice became softer, "Can I ask who it is?"

"No," Tang Yuan didn't lose his head this time, "I'm just in love secretly, and people still don't like me."

The warm smile on Zhang Shuran's face froze, it was weird and unbelievable, "Secret love?"

"No way?" Tang Yuan's face was hot, he felt embarrassed, "Why such a big reaction?"

Zhang Shuran shook his head, "I'm just surprised."

He still couldn't digest the information, and sighed, "Xiao Yuan would have a crush on someone, I really didn't expect it."

Tang Yuan rolled his eyes.

He knew that Zhang Shuran would never guess that Pei Wenjin would go to him.

The outside world didn't know about his coming out in front of his father.

People around him only know that he likes to read BL manga, and that he is a senior rotten man, not gay.

Part of it was because he was concerned about his identity and didn't dare to think about it.

The other part is daring to think, not daring to speak.

"It's past nine o'clock, I should go home."

Tang Yuan started another topic, he sighed like an old man, "Don't look at my dad who is usually busy with entertainment and doesn't go home very often, but he takes care of me very strictly. He wants Uncle Zhong to report my situation to him every day. What to eat and do, where to go, what time to sleep and wake up, today he seldom turned down the entertainment and went home, saying that he would tell me stories to cultivate father-son relationship."

Putting the mobile phone in his pocket, Tang Yuan reached for the chewing gum, gave Zhang Shuran a piece, chewed one piece himself, felt unsafe and tore another piece into his mouth, chewed the two pieces together, the slight mint flavor wrapped in the coolness in his mouth Li rampage.

"When I came out, the old guy had a long face. If I go back late, I will definitely be cut."

Zhang Shuran said, Xiaoyuan, don't panic.

Tang Yuan said, can I not panic, my dad has practiced Sanda and black boxing, and slapping me is not the same as slapping a chicken.

Zhang Shuran laughed out loud.

Tang Yuan stared at him. He has inner eyes. Many people said that his eyes are charming.

What kind of rhyme is it, and I can't tell one, two, three.

Zhang Shuran looked at him quietly.

Tang Yuan blew a bubble and chuckled, "Shu Ran, when you enter the entertainment circle in the future, you can take on costume dramas. You are the kind of handsome young man who can fascinate thousands of girls with a folding fan."

"You can also play the young master of the Republic of China, wearing a Chinese tunic suit or a long gown, sitting in front of the phonograph, and the audience can be absorbed in the play in a second, modern plays are also fine, play a humble and gentle character, rich or poor, you can play the way Very wide, optimistic about you."

Zhang Shuran frowned, "Families like ours will at most get along until they graduate from college, and the rest of their lives will not be their own."

A big basin of cold water was poured down, and most of it was splashed on Zhang Shuran's head.

As soon as Tang Yuan stopped chewing gum, Shu Ran's family owned a film and television company, and Fang Lin was the company's first sister. Besides her, there were many other artists, big and small.

He applied for the acting department, but he didn't know what his plan was, and he couldn't see through it.

Tang Yuan continued to chew gum, reached out and patted Zhang Shuran on the shoulder, "I lost my mind, brother."

Zhang Shuran put down the hand pinching his eyebrows, and looked at Tang Yuan silently, with a faint light in his eyes.

For some reason, Tang Yuan stood up abruptly, rubbing his thighs against the edge of the coffee table, and the fruit plate and wine were shaken by his slap.

Zhang Shuran also stood up. She was tall and thin. The first impression she gave was that she was fragile, but when she looked at it again, she would find that she was just delusional.

A few seconds later, he moved his gaze to the door with a smile on his face.

"Xiaoyuan, Uncle Zhong is here to pick you up."

Tang Yuan didn't expect Uncle Zhong to come, it must be his father's order. He asked Zhang Shuran if he would like to sleep at his house for a night.

Zhang Shuran couldn't say, "I'm going to send Xiao Chao and A Lie back soon."

As if he knew what Tang Yuan would say, he said first, "The driver drives, I don't drive."

Tang Yuan said, "I thought they were going to stay overnight."

"I have that idea, but I can't put it into action due to practical problems." Zhang Shuran smiled, "A Lie is afraid of Lao Tzu, and Xiao Chao is afraid of Big Brother."

Tang Yuan twitched, there was someone who could hold him back.

When he came out, Tang Yuan didn't meet the man, so he didn't know if he was still inside, so he turned to look at Manager Liao, who would be able to know the specific situation after checking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Manager Liao bowed his head, feeling uncomfortable all over, young master, just say what you want, why are you looking at me like this?

He couldn't help but loosen his neckline, sweating all over.

He usually trains those under his command just like he trains his grandson, but now he is his grandson.

Tang Yuan was in a battle between man and nature, and asked clearly, if it was not suitable, it might arouse suspicion from others. Human beings always have excess curiosity.

Don't ask, he is not at ease when he goes back.

Afraid that Pei Wenjin would stay overnight.

"Golden City" is full of ladies and sisters, you can have whatever you want, as long as you can afford it, you can have fun.

That's a man's paradise.

Tang Yuan imagined the picture of Pei Wenjin sleeping with a young lady, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously walked towards the lobby.

The housekeeper said, "Master, sir is waiting for you at home."

Tang Yuan's figure froze, not because of Zhong Bo's reminder, but because of the man who appeared at the door.

The butler recognized it, "Isn't that Secretary Pei?"

Tang Yuan stared closely at the man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, rubbing his forehead with his hands while walking, "It seems that he drank a lot."

Manager Liao thought about it and said, "Not much, I didn't sway when I walked."

Pei Wenjin didn't drink too much. He has a good capacity for alcohol and has never been drunk at a dinner since he worked.

There is a groom-to-be and an old classmate getting married in two days. Tonight is a bachelor party. Drinking, singing and punching, you can relax as you please, and the exciting show will come later. Pei Wenjin is not interested, so he greeted the others and left first.

I have graduated for many years, and I still keep in touch until now. There are only a few classmates who have a good relationship, and the groom-to-be is one of them, otherwise he would not sacrifice his precious rest time to come here.

Pei Wenjin stroked back a few locks of wet hair on his forehead, and saw an old man, a middle school man and a young man not far away, he frowned, pinched the cigarette around his mouth to extinguish it, and strode towards them Walk over, step steadily.

The tall figure of the man magnified in Tang Yuan's pupils, and the little abacus in his heart was crackling, and when he heard the other party talking to Manager Zhong Bo Liao, saying that he had called a car, the sound stopped suddenly.

The little abacus turned upside down.

Well, I want to send someone back, and I can't figure out where to live by the way.

Tang Yuan went home listlessly, and asked the cook to make pudding for him listlessly.

The cook said, "Master, is it still milk-flavored?"

Tang Yuan said, "Don't eat."

The cook asked the housekeeper fearfully, "Did I say something wrong?"

"It has nothing to do with you." The butler said, "Young Master realizes that he should control his weight."

"Are you ready for supper?"

"In a few days."

The cook sighed, the husband often doesn't come home, but the young master likes to eat, and she likes to prepare delicious food for him, so who will she cook for now?

I also learned two desserts.

The more the cook thought about it, the more sad she became. The young master is so thin, there is no need to control his weight.

Suddenly there was a "bang" sound from upstairs, and the cook asked nervously, "Did you quarrel with the master?"

The housekeeper waved his hand, "I can't argue, he's just putting on a show, wash up and go to sleep."