love Shigatse

Chapter [-] Letter of No Return

"How much is the subsidy for the export car?" Sun Langyi stood at the door of the kitchen, with the coolness behind him and the unstoppable heat in front of him.

Zhang Wei pushed Sun Lang back a step, and then closed the kitchen sliding door, "Don't open the door, the heat from the kitchen will escape, and the air conditioner in the living room will be turned on for nothing."

Sun Lang had no choice but to open a small gap quietly, "How much is the export car, compare it, let me see which factory I went to."

"Although the profits of exporting cars are high, the procedures are difficult and the cycle is long. It is not worthwhile. You should run to the Northwest, where construction is underway and the market demand is huge." Zhang Weizheng was sweating profusely while cooking.It’s hard to have such a day this week that both of them are at home, thinking about frying some of Sun Lang’s favorite dishes, and then watching a movie in peace, “I just happen to be going to Xinjiang the day after tomorrow, so I’ll take you to get to know each other The director of the office there, so that we can solve cross-regional problems in the future.”

"I know my Weiwei is the best." Sun Lang hurriedly took a magazine into the kitchen, and then fanned Zhang Wei.

"Don't disgust me." Zhang Wei still couldn't stop his posture, smiled helplessly, and saw the magazine in Sun Lang's hand, "You'd better go out and read some books, I'll be fine soon."

"Huh? Reading?" Sun Lang hesitated, "Why did you suddenly think of asking me to read? What book to read, the philosophy of sales?" He named it casually, making himself laugh.

"Look at this book in your hand." Zhang Wei pointed to the book cover with his finger.

""Truck House"?" Sun Lang looked at the book cover even more puzzled. The model standing next to the heavy truck X3000 looked very familiar. "Is this you?"

"During the last sales fair, a reporter from Beijing thought I had a good image, so he asked me to stand by the car and take a picture, and there was an introduction later." Zhang Wei put the braised pork ribs on a plate, and then rinsed the pot , ready to fry another garlic lettuce.Although the movements of his hands did not stop, it was obvious from the tone of his voice that he wanted to ask for praise.

"Among a group of truck drivers, Xiao Zhang, who is doing sales, is particularly eye-catching. He looks around the heavy truck X3000 up and down, with a smile on his face, and he is very happy. It seems that the demand for a car with such a good performance is in short supply. " Sun Lang opened the magazine and saw the article with pictures. After reading the first paragraph, he didn't want to read it. "Well, it's handsome. Why don't you celebrate it? I'll go freeze a few bottles of cold beer." Then he closed the book, Just go to the ice bar.

Zhang Wei's hand holding the spatula trembled, watching the magazines that Sun Lang casually threw beside the chopping board plop into the trash bin, while the man squatted in front of the ice bar humming a little song, and the kitchen door was wide open .My heart felt like being picked up and bounced, it wasn't a pain, let alone an itching, an indescribable feeling.

"Cheers." Sun Lang held a beer glass and drank it. Drinking cold beer in summer is a kind of enjoyment.

"Cheers." Zhang Wei just took a sip, then put a rib in Sun Lang's pelvis, "Do you love me?"

"Ah?" Sun Lang, who was stuffing vegetables in his mouth, was taken aback for a moment, how could he remember to ask such a sentence.

"Do you love me?" Zhang Wei asked again, with firm eyes, and reached out to hold Sun Lang's left hand.

"Hey, I'm the one being crushed. You're such a motherfucker." Sun Lang tapped Zhang Wei's hand with chopsticks in his right hand.

"Do you love me?" Zhang Wei withdrew his hand in pain, but still asked persistently.

Seeing Zhang Wei's insistence, Sun Lang stopped laughing, "I've been with you, what do you think?"

"Do you love me?"

"I said I'm yours, and it's always been." Sun Lang felt Zhang Wei's wavering for the first time, stood up and leaned forward, and kissed him, but he didn't want to hear the fifth question.

After kissing and kissing, the two left the dining table and nestled directly into the sofa next to them.In the scorching heat of summer, the two people who didn't wear a few clothes at first, their enthusiasm soared, and the clothes on their bodies were even more redundant.Three times, five times, two times, all cleaned up, and directly feel the touch of the other party's body.

"Den den den den den, den den..." The phone rang untimely.

"Wait, wait a minute." Sun Lang pushed away the hands that kept protruding from his chest, half-crawled to find the phone on the coffee table, and answered it.

"Hey, Xiao Zhu. Yes, we can negotiate at this price, but we must make it clear that the market should be opened first... um... that's fine... Forget it, I'd better come over."

When Sun Lang hung up the phone and turned around, Zhang Wei, who thought he would be impatient, had already put on his pants and sat back at the dining table.

Sun Lang's heart skipped a beat, "Well, I..." Quickly accompanied by a smiling face, he moved closer to Zhang Wei.

"It's okay, you should be busy beforehand." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Wei's mouth, "Call me if you come back at night, and I'll pick you up."

"Oh." Sun Lang was a little noncommittal. Although he wanted the other party to understand his busyness, but he was really so caring, but he felt even more lost, so he sat in his arms with a more hippie smile, "I will make it up to you when I come back at night."

"Okay." Zhang Wei put his arms around Sun Lang's waist, and then kissed him lightly, "Put on your clothes quickly, finish it early, and come back early."

After Sun Lang left, Zhang Wei took out the letter from his jeans pocket and tore it into pieces.

People are born selfish, not to mention how can you give up what you love.