if still you

"I want to go back to Yucheng Building." Jing Qi's voice was not loud, but he was very firm.

The cab was separated from Jing Qi by three rows of seats, the driver pretended not to hear.

"Ye Jingran, I want to go back to Yucheng Building, or I will call the police." Jing Qi pushed Ye Jingran's shoulder away and said in a deep voice.

Jing Qi's delicate face was held in rough hands, delicate but cold.

The same face, which was given to Ye Jingran three years ago was full of fiery tenderness, which made him so intoxicated that he lingered so much that he almost ran back from the airport and refused to go abroad.

Just a little bit, just a little bit of persistence and trust.

Ye Jingran didn't know where he went wrong.

Before going abroad, they didn't say goodbye, didn't mention breaking up, and it's not that there is no transnational love around.After a period of time, distance and time, when you can control your own destiny, two people can still be together.

On June 6, three years ago, the plane landed at Melbourne Airport.

The first time Ye Jingran turned on the phone, Jing Qi's message popped up: Don't look for me again, I've been with someone else for a long time.

In the next second, the phone shattered on the smooth and cold ground in the airport hall.

The past 10 days were Ye Jingran's happiest 10 days.

He wanted to tell Jing Qi that he loved him every time, but he didn't dare every time.

Jing Qi is so good, pure, gentle, and shining, his love is not worthy.As long as he is with Jing Qi, he feels like a speck of dust, ordinary, insignificant and insignificant.

He would rather see Jing Qi thinking that he is a liar than admit that he loves Jing Qi.

Yes, who is he?

He is Ye Jingran, rich and powerful, handsome and tall, surrounded by a lot of male and female followers.How could he crawl on the ground and say I love you devoutly, Jing Qi, you must hold me tightly...

Jing Qi was the only light source that illuminated his gloomy youth, and he completely owned him, worrying about gains and losses, looking forward and backward, holding this light tightly in his arms, but he dared not reveal his heart.

In fact, it is not enough, 240 hours is not enough, but fortunately they are still young, they still have hope, and they still have a future.

But why didn't Jingqi want him?When was he with someone else?Since there is someone else, why do you agree to sleep with him?If others find out, will they hit Jing Qi?He is such a gentle person, how can he withstand other people's fists?

In the late autumn in Australia, Ye Jingran's heart began to tear apart crazily, while loving Jing Qi deeply, at the same time hating him with gnashing teeth.

Such a good Jing Qi, how could he seduce him into bed and then dump him?

So pure Jing Qi, who has been with him for a long time?It was the first time Jing Qi was sweating painfully under him, was that also fake?

Such a gentle Jing Qi, why did he say he loved him the night before, and confessed to cheating the next night?

He started smoking, started drinking, started fighting... he started to do anything that Jing Qi didn't like, and became what Jing Qi hated the most, breaking himself with him.

For a whole year, Ye Jingran was decadent like a homeless vagabond.

Only one day, in the folder brought back by his father, he saw a plan for the reorganization of a domestic company.

He saw Jing Qi's name in the personnel summary list.

The numb nerves were excited again, and even Ye Jingran didn't understand what kind of mentality this was.

Jing Qi works in his own company, and seems to have a connection with himself again, just this trivial connection makes Ye Jingran feel alive again.

Jing Qi is in this company.Then this company must be thriving to be worthy of Jingqi's 8-hour work day.

After a long talk with his father all night, Ye Jingran entered the company's overseas branch and started from the grassroots level to understand the market, analyze costs, manage projects, and open up the upper and lower chains.

Three years later, he was sent to the headquarters of the domestic company as the vice president in charge of domestic market development.

Everyone in the domestic company knows that the son of the chairman has arrived with the title of vice president. What can a 25-year-old vice president of the company do?

Well, the second generation of the rich, chewing on the old is always unpleasant.It's not interesting to hang a position in your own company and earn your own salary. The money is transferred from the left pocket to the right pocket, and there is no need to take him seriously.

Veterans of domestic companies agree on this point.

They simply forgot who was in charge of the Kenyan Tanzania market newly developed by the company in recent years.

......

"Old Liu, go to Yucheng Building." Ye Jingran let go of Jing Qi's cheek and told the driver.

The commercial vehicle parked by the side of the road, Ye Jingran got out of the car first, ready to carry the suitcase for Jing Qi.

The driver trotted to the trunk of the car, took off the box courteously, and handed it to Jing Qi.Then he ran to the cab, started the car, and waited for Ye Jingran to get into the car.

The doors were open and no one got in.

The rearview mirror reflected the backs of two people walking side by side.

The tall Ye Jingran and the slender Jing Qi are separated by a fist distance, and the dark yellow street lamp leaks from the gap between the two, feeling inexplicably lonely.

Ye Jingran dragged the suitcase, followed Jing Qi, and walked towards the building.

The driver poked his head out of the car window and looked at the two people walking away in bewilderment.

"Hey, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye," the driver opened the door again and jumped out, "Want to wait for you?"

The tall figure stopped, and the slender figure continued to move forward.

"You go back first, pick me up here at 7:[-] tomorrow morning." Ye Jingran turned around and said.

Standing at the elevator door, Ye Jingran stretched out his hand and pressed the upward silver arrow beside the door.

"Are you still going up?" Jing Qi lowered his hands, staring at the crack of the elevator door.

"Room 2004, I rented it." Ye Jingran said.

Jing Qi turned his head and stared at him with wide eyes.

Room 2004, opposite to my room.

"This is the first time you have looked at me directly today," Ye Jingran smiled, "It's so pretty, Jing Qi, you're still so pretty."

"What do you want to do?" Jing Qi smiled, "You don't need to rent a room for sex, just a hotel."

The elevator door opened, and Ye Jingran dragged the suitcase and walked in, blocking the door with his arm. After Jing Qi came in, he pressed the button for the 20th floor.

The two stopped at the door of 2002, and Jing Qi rang the doorbell.

It was already 1 o'clock in the morning, the doorbell had just rang twice before the door opened, and it was a man in his 30s who opened the door.

The eyes are small but firm, with a stable temperament. Wearing dark blue modal home clothes, she maintains a good figure.

"Xiao Jing, I saw that your plane has been delayed several times, but I didn't expect it to be so late." The man opened the door a little wider, and reached out to pick up the suitcase in Ye Jingran's hand, "This is..."

"Oh, I met at the airport, former classmate, Ye Jingran." Jing Qi stretched out his hand and made a standard business introduction, "This is Xu Dong, Brother Dong." Then he went straight in and changed into house slippers at the entrance.

The coffee-colored house slippers are the same style as the black pair on Xu Dong's feet.

"Ye Jingran? Hello! It's so late, thank you for coming back with Xiaojing," Xu Dong politely nodded to Ye Jingran.

"Hello," Ye Jingran bit his lower lip, and looked away from the slippers of the two of them, "I didn't just send him off, I live opposite, 2004."

"Oh, neighbor...Xiaojing, I cooked some mung bean soup at night, it's still hot, I put a small bowl for you, it's on the dining table, go drink some," Xu Dong put the suitcase on the By the wall, he turned his head and asked Ye Jingran who was still standing at the door, "Come in for some mung bean soup?"

"Jing Qi..." Ye Jingran looked at the person who was already sitting at the dining table holding a bowl.

Jing Qi put down the bowl and looked at him coldly.

"Come in and sit for a while? Ye Jingran." Xu Dong looked between the two of them for a while, then stretched out his hand to grab Ye Jingran's arm, "Come in and sit for a while, I'm going to sleep first, I'm so sleepy."

"Okay." Ye Jingran took off his leather shoes at the door, walked to the dining table wearing only black cotton socks, and sat down.

Xu Dong entered the bedroom and locked the door with a "click".

Two bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, the furniture is the simplest pine color, dining table, dining chairs, coffee table, sofa, outside the orange curtains is a fully enclosed small balcony.

Standard equipment for rental houses.

"Do you want to drink?" Jing Qi put down the bowl, raised his head and asked Ye Jingran, "I'll get you a bowl."

"it is good."

The mung bean soup was well cooked, the gray-green soup, every mung bean was boiled, and the small white and green flowers sank to the bottom of the bowl. After taking a sip, the unique aroma of beans filled the mouth.

"I never cook mung bean soup until it turns green," Ye Jingran said, "I cook it red every time."

"You used to always ask whether I bought the wrong beans and bought red beans instead of mung beans." Thinking back to the past, Ye Jingran's mouth twitched.

"You bought it wrong." Jing Qi lowered his eyelids and looked at Ye Jingran's hand holding the small porcelain bowl. "Every time I buy blindly, I have to buy mung beans from the same year, and the next year's will turn red when cooked."

"Well, I'm often blind." Ye Jingran blurted out, raised his head and drank all the mung bean soup in the bowl.

"Put the bowl here," Jing Qi stretched out his hand in front of him, pinched the edge of the bowl, and stacked the two bowls together.

The thin white wrist is still the same as before.Ye Jingran stood up, "At 7:[-] tomorrow morning, let's go to work together."

"Are you going back to China to work?" Jing Qi also stood up, took the dishes to the kitchen to wash, and didn't seem to care about the answer to this question.

"Yes, I'm going back to China for work," Ye Jingran said, "Let's go together tomorrow morning, we'll drop by."

"No, Brother Dong and I will ride together," Jing Qi shook his head, "Our company is quite close to here."

Ye Jingran glanced at Jing Qi with a complicated expression, walked to the door to put on shoes, not in the mood, stepped in directly, and turned the H brand leather shoes into leather slippers.

The author has something to say: short story, 10 chapters.