I Was Once a Legend

Their third meeting really wasn't too far apart. When Dong Zheng in a suit and leather shoes walked into the R&D department accompanied by the director, Cui Zuojing almost didn't choke on his saliva. His eyes widened in disbelief. Looking at the man who chatted and ate at the same table with him not long ago, he suspected that he was overworked and had problems with his eyes.

"Who is this?" The colleague next to him asked in a low voice.

"It seems to be the young owner, the eldest son of President Dong." The older colleague replied.

Cui Zuojing silently took a sip of water to suppress his shock, held the mouse again, and casually clicked twice on the engineering drawings on the screen.

Suddenly meeting Dong Zheng at work, he was indeed a little unnatural, the other party was not an ordinary person as he guessed, as far as he knew, the company boss Dong Yi had seven listed companies alone, and there were still many Holding a controlling stake in an enterprise is a well-deserved rich man.

He really didn't expect Dong Zheng to actually have something to do with him, no wonder Dong Zheng knew so much when he said he was working here.

Thinking like this, he suddenly felt that the light was blocked, and looked up blankly. Dong Zhengzheng was propping one arm on the railing of his workstation, bowed his head and smiled, "What a coincidence, we meet again."

"It's quite a coincidence, but it's not a coincidence that is artificially created." The work card hanging around Dong Zheng's neck was swinging in mid-air, and Cui Zuojing saw that it said "financial consultant".

Dong Zheng couldn't deny it, he glanced at Cui Zuojing's computer screen, and said, "Want to have a drink tonight?"

"Tonight?" Cui Zuojing actually didn't want to agree. As a social animal, after finishing his eight-hour work day, the only thing he wanted to do was to go home and take a shower, lie on the bed and watch videos or take a nap. The game, but facing Dong Zheng, he seemed to have completely lost the ability to refuse, "Okay, anyway, I'm fine."

"Then let's talk about it." Dong Zheng copied his hand back into his pocket, "We'll talk then."

Cui Zuojing nodded like a pounding garlic, Dong Zheng smiled, and turned to talk to the supervisor.

Cui Zuojing turned his face away, heard Dong Zheng's voice fading away, continued to stare at the engineering drawing, and deleted the parts that were added just now.

...It turns out that I came here because I really had a job.

All in all, Dong Zheng can find a suitable opportunity to ask Cui Zuojing out every time, and Cui Zuojing will not refuse. After going back and forth like this, the two quickly became good friends, or even closer than friends .

In this way, half a year has passed, and in the process of getting along gradually, both Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng found that they knew each other better than they imagined.

They know each other's favorite food, favorite color, clothes size, and many things, they have a surprisingly tacit understanding.

So much so that Dong Zheng’s special feeling when he met Cui Zuojing for the first time evolved into a desire that haunted him all the time, yes, he wanted to have something more intimate with Cui Zuojing than friends I want to know each other more deeply, I want to taste whether those lips are as soft as they look, and I want to see how those eyes only reflect me.

At the beginning, he could bear it. Dong Zheng always felt that he was a deep-minded person, but later, every time he walked with Cui Zuojing, he heard the voice of the young man ringing close to his ears. Always so happy, Dong Zheng discovered that every minute and every second has become a sweet pain for him.

On the 198th day of their acquaintance, the two came out of the bar but found that it was raining outside, so they had to temporarily hide under the eaves and wait.It’s already winter, Cui Zuojing puts his hands in his coat pockets, looking at the flashing neon sign opposite, the music from the bar behind him is faintly heard, mixed with the sound of pattering rain, as if they were standing At the intersection of two different worlds, the cold and damp reality lies ahead, while the carnival indulgence lies behind.

"Are you going back to the company?" Cui Zuojing asked.

Dong Zheng: "Well, there are still some projects that are not finished, so I have to go back and work overtime."

Cui Zuojing sighed: "This is too hard, you are the boss, why do you work so hard?"

"As a boss, I can't set an example for my employees if I don't work hard." Dong Zheng said with a smile, "When I reach my father's level, I don't have to work hard."

"Don't stay up too late, your body is the most important thing."

"understood."

The air fell into silence for a while, Dong Zheng turned his head to look at him, Cui Zuojing's side face was painted with psychedelic colors in the neon lights, slightly raised his head to look at the sky caught in the middle of the street, the rain was falling vertically one after another, smashing There are circles of ripples in the puddles.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the heart in the chest beat unprecedentedly violently, so that Dong Zheng felt that it was difficult to breathe.

【The young man was drenched all over, his lips were slightly pale from the cold, but his cheeks showed the crimson color after strenuous exercise.A drop of water slipped from his eyelashes and hit Dong Zheng's chest, turning into a light blue glass that rolled on the ground. 】

"Left?"

Cui Zuojing said softly "Huh?" and looked at him.

"There is one thing I have been wanting to talk to you for a long time." This is a game, if they are rejected, the two may not even be friends.

The chips are too expensive for Dong Zheng to accept, but if he doesn't gamble, he can only continue to endure the nervous tension at this moment.

"Have you ever thought about...making some changes in our relationship?"

Facing Cui Zuojing's suspicious gaze, Dong Zheng paused, those words came to his lips, and it seemed that it was not as difficult as he imagined. He stared into the young man's eyes and whispered: "I like you."

【"Kiss you. This is the reward I want."

"Are you joking?"

"I'm not kidding, I like you, the real kind of liking. From now on, can I call you Zuo?"]

Cui Zuojing's slightly widened eyes betrayed his true mood. After a flash of surprise, his face quickly calmed down, and the next moment, a smile spread to the corners of his eyes and brows.

"I've noticed it a long time ago, you're hiding it really badly." He said softly, "But fortunately, I like you too."

[When did you fall in love with it?

Is it then?On the snow-capped cliff, the man knelt in front of him, and the hot tears that poured out melted the ice and snow mixed with Alan's blood, and said in a hoarse voice that he had lost Alan.The tears fell on his fingertips, almost burning him.

Or is it the coolness that sinks into the heart when you are trapped in a water-filled room and you are about to drown, and you are suffering from mental torture?

Or earlier? 】

This is the answer that Dong Zheng has thought about countless times, but he dare not really look forward to it. Cui Zuojing's answer gave him a sense of unreality. It has been four years since his last relationship, and the other party is green Dong Zheng was left with more lingering shadows after the hat was buckled. Different orientations and long hours of busy work made him long for the "other people's love" on the screen, but he never thought that he would have the love of others. One day can also be favored by Cupid.

Cui Zuojing raised his eyebrows, his eyes were still as bright as when they first met: "Don't you want to do something?"

Dong Zheng smiled, held Cui Zuojing's face in his hands, lowered his head and kissed it, and finally touched the lips that Xiao had wanted for a long time for the first time, and it was as soft as imagined.

[The entanglement between the lips and tongue brought a feeling that he had never had before. Dong Zheng knew that it was Cui Zuojing's lost and regained feelings. This was no longer just a business-like response from a teenager just to satisfy him, but an intimacy between the two of them.

He hugged Cui Zuojing's back and slid his hand to his waist, but this movement had nothing to do with lust, he just wanted to hold him tightly in his arms and never let go. 】

That sense of unreality surged into his heart again, but this time it was so strong that Cui Zuojing couldn't ignore it. Suddenly, another scene seemed to be staged in front of his eyes, but when he wanted to take a closer look, it disappeared again. without a trace.

Cui Zuojing could only raise his arms and hug Dong Zheng vigorously, as if in this illusory world, only the warmth of a man's back and arms is what he can really have.

The rain is still falling, pattering, waiting to drown the world.