january love

eleven

Duanmulian turned on the computer and saw Ye Qing took a book and opened the quilt and sat in. Suddenly, he was in no working condition. Ye Qing leaned very close to him and found a comfortable position to open the book. His topless body was lazy and sexy. Duanmulian couldn't ignore the person sitting next to him with a strong sense of presence sitting next to him due to the unhurried sound of turning the pages of the book. For some reason, his heart pounded when he got into this atmosphere, and he couldn't read the emails one by one. .

"Excuse me?"

"Ah...no, I...I'm the one who caused Mr. Ye trouble."

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Eh? No..." This is the second time Ye Qing has asked this question, and he has figured it out. It's not because he's afraid of him, but because of the disparity in status and status. Being around Ye Qing makes him feel like a single-celled creature full of ugly looks. , Just like getting along with a lawyer can't take advantage of it, being in the same room with a psychology student is like being cut open, and you can't hide your thoughts from the other party.

"Mr. Ye... is very good at observing words and expressions, and I feel embarrassed every time you say it." Since you can't be deceived, just tell the truth honestly.

Ye Qing's expression didn't change, he slowly stroked Duanmulian's neck covered in red marks, "You, it's just too easy to see through."

He is not a god, and it is impossible to dig out everyone thoroughly, but the young man in front of him is too easy to guess, too pure, and all his thoughts can be peeked in through the window of his eyes. If those old foxes in the workplace are tick functions, then Duanmulian is addition and subtraction, or the kind below ten.

"...Mr. Ye is really powerful." Duanmulian stared at the computer but didn't pay attention to it, "It's not like me who is clumsy. I made a big mistake when I first joined the company, and almost delayed you..."

"Are you saying that you can't do a good job in creating, and you have to inherit that crappy company?"

"...This is my father's request, and I have no reason to refuse as the only son." Duan Mulian sighed in his heart, why didn't he wish to do what Ye Qing said.

"I can probably understand, because it's not my original wish to do business." Ye Qing really wanted to have a cigarette but held back. He doesn't know why he suddenly mentioned this to Duan Mulian, who has always been quiet. I saw my own shadow in my body, maybe I felt that I had peeped too many secrets from this stupid young man and I had to give him back some, or maybe it was the existence of Duan Mulian who made it easier for him to open up.

"I'm more interested in psychology. Because of my family's requirements, I have to study finance. Like you, I have no interest in this thing at all, until a group of lunatics who want to be in charge are dissatisfied with them for letting me, who is not doing business properly, inherit the company. Later my father was stabbed to death and my mother committed suicide."

Ye Qing spoke calmly, as if he was telling a bedtime story, Duanmulian really wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say.

"After that, I became sensible. I snatched the company back and avenged the two of them. That's how Ye Zhou is now."

Duanmulian finds himself ridiculous, he thinks he can't breathe in this framed life, he doesn't dare to imagine what kind of mentality and perseverance Ye Qing used to get through the most difficult time, compared to this man, he is Like moaning without illness.

"..." Duanmulian was speechless, he instinctively stretched out his arms to hug Ye Qing, a mature boy, no matter how calm the man said, he also understood that this scar was shocking, he thought he could understand it, because There is a similar scar in my heart, which has not yet healed.

Ye Qing looked at Duanmulian clumsily embracing him, and his hand flicked the book. He clearly felt the comfort that this little guy desperately wanted to convey to him. The skin was rubbed into the heart again, as if carefully covering the old wound.

Ye Qing also opened his arms and hugged Duanmulian back, stroking his soft hair, feeling his face against his shoulders, he had already let go of the past, but somehow enjoyed this feeling of being cared for .

The seed soaked into the heart seems to be bathed in the sun and wants to break through the ground.

He lifted the delicate chin of the other party and kissed him, without any sexuality, like a devout believer.

"..." Duanmulian lowered his head and did not speak with a blushing face, his expression was covered by his disheveled bangs.

"Why are you always shy?"

"... Mr. Ye must think I'm boring and useless."

"No, in my eyes you are very inferior."

"..."

"You often use honorifics not all out of politeness but also to pretend to be yourself. You subconsciously think that you are inferior, and you have been doing things that run counter to your ideals. You would rather force yourself to fulfill your father, your company, and habitually accommodate everyone. Something that has nothing to do with you, so that I am afraid that I will discover your unconfident heart, just like now, you dare not look into my eyes." Ye Qing mercilessly listed his heart problems one by one, and he tried his best not to let go I wonder why I care so much about this guy.

"People like me..."

"You are different from those scheming people. You are not suitable for business but you are desperately trying to do it well. You are practical, smart and kind. You are very special. I admire you very much." Ye Qing frowned, he felt that he must You're insane to say that.

"Mr. Ye..." is also very special. Duanmulian wanted to say that but he couldn't say it. No one had ever known him in such a detailed way. Duanmulian was surprised and delighted at the same time.

He has a quiet and introverted personality, and his life along the way is as flat as a supporting role for others, without any ups and downs. The only thing he likes to paint is that he is restrained by his father. He stays in the company and lives like a prisoner. Now he meets such a person , took him out thoroughly, without any sarcasm, said the criticisms that he had never faced, said that he was kind, that he was special, and that he admired him.

It was as if he had held a mirror in front of him, allowing him to have a panoramic view of his unsightly, self-deceiving, coy, and ignorant naivety.

Duanmulian understood that Ye Qing was helping him to know himself, he was not cruel at all, but felt that this man really cared about him, no matter what the reason, he was a little moved.

The author has something to say: it is still short, because the full version is posted~!