your name is so tricky

Mr. Ao works in a securities company. At the end of October, the company had a few big clients from outside the province who needed to come to develop in person. The boss asked him to go with Song Yan. Set off in two days.The news came so suddenly that he didn't want to go, but because of the boss's personal roll call, it would be too embarrassing for a newcomer not to go.

On the night before leaving, Mr. Ao greeted Hao Fang, saying that he was going on a business trip in the next week, which meant that no one would cook for him in the next week.Hao Fang nodded and didn't say anything, what could he say, he wouldn't let him stay with a sad face, just because he would have to eat less than a full meal every day after he left.

Mr. Ao, who got on the plane again, suddenly had the illusion of traveling between the two countries in the past few years. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, he always felt that there was a stone hanging in his heart, but he landed silently.It seems that there is a pull behind him, and his hands are also struggling.As the plane ascends, my city becomes smaller and farther away, and the place I am going to is instantly eclipsed.Mr. Ao smiled wryly, the sudden and familiar emotion moved him a little.

In a certain respect, Song Yan can be regarded as a good partner. He is thoughtful but vigorous when working, which makes Mr. Ao worry less.Most of the conversations when we get along are his world. No matter who the other party is, he will make a loss as long as he seizes the opportunity.

After finishing their work that day, the two of them returned to the hotel where they were staying early, not even bothering to go out to eat.To be honest, Mr. Ao has no interest in this city. It is neither close to the sea, nor a first- and second-tier city, and there are no famous scenic spots.There was a magazine introducing local specialties and attractions on the bedside of the hotel. Mr. Ao flipped through it casually and threw it aside.I can't tell whether it's irritable or depressed, the white pillow and white sheets and quilt are getting more and more annoying.Mr. Ao threw a pillow, and it hit Song Yan who was working hard.

"If you don't want to come here, tell Datang clearly, what's the use of getting crazy at this moment." Datang is their boss, surnamed Tang, slightly fat, a middle-aged man in his forties, usually he Let the people under him call him that.

Song Yan scratched her hair. Today, this client made her a little dizzy, which made him have to work overtime when he came back.Glancing at the person lying on the bed, he didn't have the heart to do it anymore, so he closed the computer, bent over to pick up the pillow that hit him just now, grabbed a corner of it, and slammed Mr. Chao Ao on his belly. few times.

Mr. Ao put down the arm that was covering his eyes, touched his shriveled belly, and wailed, "My little one doesn't know what to eat at home."

Song Yan gave him a fierce look of contempt, and stretched out her hand to pull Mr. Ao's arm to let her go downstairs for dinner.Mr. Ao, who could no longer bear the hunger, struggled a bit, got up reluctantly, straightened his wrinkled shirt, and followed Song Yan downstairs.

The buffet provided by the hotel was not bad. Mr. Ao picked out a few food that looked good, and found a seat near the corner to sit down.I was very hungry, but I didn't have much appetite when I saw the plate full of food, so my eating became gentle.Song Yan, who was sitting opposite, has always been eating gracefully, wielding the knife and fork slowly, chewing slowly, making people feel that the food is not very delicious.Hao Fang was different. Everything he ate tasted delicious. It wasn't that he was rude when he ate, but the expression on his face was very vivid and his eyes were very bright when he ate.

When he was comparing Song Yan with Hao in his heart, the phone rang, and the caller ID turned out to be Hao Fang's call. Mr. Ao, who was still a bit sad, burst into smiles the moment he picked up the phone.

"A stray cat climbed onto the balcony last night and broke your pot of Clivia." The plain tone was transmitted through the phone, and the content was shocking.

Mr. Ao immediately straightened up, the metal chopsticks fell on the floor and made a crisp sound, his heart suddenly felt a great pain, it was the old man who raised it with a lot of shit and urine, he said he just took it for admiration for a few days and then returned it , This will let Lao Ao know that he will be skinned.

"Is there any help?" Mr. Ao asked sadly.

"I guess it's a bit mysterious. The cat seems to be quite strong, and the scene is a bit horrible."

As a person who loves flowers, no matter who raised the flower, seeing it die would definitely be unbearable. Fortunately, he was thousands of miles away and did not witness the tragedy with his own eyes, otherwise he would have died of distress.Mr. Ao sighed, and thought to himself, what can I do if I step on it, I can't offer a reward for the criminal cat.

As soon as the topic changed, Mr. Ao asked him if he had eaten. Hao Fang said that he had eaten, and he ordered a bowl of noodles, which tasted pretty good.It's unnecessary to think about it. Hao Fang can take care of himself when he's not around, so it's worth worrying about him.Before hanging up the phone, Hao Fang asked when he would be back, and Mr. Ao said that it would be soon, and he would bring him some specialties when he returned.In fact, he didn't have a clue when he would go back, but this client in his hand was very tricky, and it might take a few days of work.Furthermore, Datang had sent a message, saying that if the client couldn't win, the year-end bonus for both of them would be halved.

No matter how proud and talented Mr. Ao is, he is still holding someone else's bowl in his hand to watch his face while eating. No matter how tricky the customer is, what can he do? He has to hold back his temper and finish the job.

I traveled to two cities within six days. In the next few days, things went smoothly, but this did not stop Song Yan from complaining about these customers after returning to the hotel every day. Mr. Ao did not Listen to the cross talk when you answer the phone.Song Yan usually doesn't use any dirty words when scolding others. He thinks that he has accumulated too much anger in his stomach these days, so he couldn't help but swear, and by the way, he also scolded Datang from head to toe. .Mr. Ao stared, thinking that what Song Yan said was so steady and ruthless, he almost applauded him.

Datang called to say that the two of them had done a good job, and they would definitely treat them to dinner when they got back. Song Yan smiled and hurriedly said yes, but the expression on her face was very ferocious and distorted.Song Yan said that if the meal was not cooked well, he would be sorry for the bird-like anger he has suffered these days.

On the last day, the two of them were fooled by the boss. The matter was actually over, but the two of them wanted to stay here for one more day, buy some things and then see the night view or go to a nightclub or something.These different cities must have different scenery at night, since they are all here and interested, why not take the public money and have a good time.

Datang actually knew it well, but he just turned a blind eye to his affairs when he was doing well.

During the day, Mr. Ao went to the local flower and bird market to see if there were different varieties of flowers and plants in different places.Nowadays, the transportation is so developed that everything from all over the world can be gathered in one place, let alone the flowers and plants.Walking into a small shop, there are a few varieties that are not commonly seen. I originally wanted to buy a few pots to take back to raise, but I thought it would be too troublesome to take the big pots and small pots with me on the plane. I can only sigh Sighing out of the store.

Just as I was about to leave, I found a potted plant with lavender flowers on the shelf at the door.Mr. Ao has seen this flower before, it is the one that Hao put under the tree and painted when he went to the farmhouse last time.Mr. Ao hurriedly asked the boss what kind of flower it was, and the boss replied that it was pansy, and it was not a rare species.Mr. Ao smiled, put his nose in and smelled it again, the faint fragrance was really just right.

For Mr. Ao who just bought a bonsai like a weed after shopping all morning, Song Yan tried her best to complain again.He really couldn't figure out how an eight-foot-tall man liked these flowers and plants. It felt like a muscular man with a lolita face.Mr. Ao proudly raised his head, whatever he said, he was happy anyway.

In the evening, after discussing with Mr. Ao, Song Yan planned to find a bar to sit down.When taking a taxi, they asked the master to take them to a quieter place. Of course, the local taxi drivers know very well about the food, drink and fun in this city.After driving for more than ten minutes, the car entered a dimly lit street, the master parked the car at the door of a bar called "Utopia", pointed to the inside and said: "This bar is not bad, if you believe me, go to it. But there are many bars around here, you can choose more.”

"Master, I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Yan thanked the master, and did not forget to take the gun when paying the money.After getting off the car, the hustle and bustle of various bars came to the ears along with the confusing lights, and only soft music sounded from the bar called "Utopia" in front of them. The lights inside were dim and soft. They all walked in with a smile.

After sitting down, ordering drinks and looking around carefully, Mr. Ao realized that he had entered the wrong place.Song Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw Mr. Ao's distorted face. This shouldn't be a place for straight men, but for him, it's just right.

"How did I find out that I fell into a gay pit? The person I met was GAY. I could just sit anywhere and sit down to GAY." Mr. Ao shook his head, raised the wine glass to his lips, Looking at the men and women with ambiguous expressions under the dim light, I suddenly felt a little lonely.

Feeling the vibration of the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, Mr. Ao took a sip of his wine without haste, and then took out the mobile phone.

It was Hao Fang who sent the text message, and he said: "I caught the cat, and I will release it when you come back."

Seeing him smiling brightly, Song Yan didn't know who he was sending messages with, so she asked, "Aren't you single, why are you so excited?" While speaking, she got up and walked around the table Mr. Xiang Ao leaned over.

Mr. Ao waved his hand and replied, "That's nothing. My landlord said that the cat that trampled my flower was caught. I can take revenge when I go back tomorrow."

Mr. Ao still had a smile on his face when he said this, but the expression on his face froze for a second after Song Yan walked over.Taking advantage of the moment Mr. Ao was stunned, Song Yan's lips were pressed together like that, and the place where the slightly alcoholic tongue walked was hot and sticky.Song Yan's eyes were slightly closed, and her thick eyelashes fluttered a few times. In such a dire situation, Mr. Ao still had time to sigh in his heart. All good-looking men in this world are better than this. mouth.It's a pity that Mr. Ao has been straight all his life, and he can't respond to this passionate kiss.

He gently pushed Song Yan away from him, and in the dim light, Song Yan's face showed some heart-pounding charm.The feeling of meeting a man's lips and teeth is actually not disgusting. If you close your eyes, it might be a different feeling.Mr. Ao took the glass and took a sip of wine. The spicy and stimulating alcohol instantly washed away the residual smell of Song Yan in his mouth.

Song Yan smiled, his expression was neither disappointment nor helplessness, he turned around and sat back to his seat, after a long time, he said: "Ao Ao, people like you, whether it's for men or women, are very important. It is a rare thing that is better than alcohol and drugs. Don't mind what happened just now, I just lost control for a while."

Generally speaking, if a normal man is violated by another man so nakedly, the response is either a fist or several fists.Mr. Ao's reaction was too calm, which made Song Yan a little confused whether the person in front of him was straight or not.Mr. Ao said: "You don't need to tell me how charming I am, but I still have to be on guard against you in the future, who knows that you are also fucking gay."

"I'm not gay, I just like men."

Mr. Ao rolled his eyes and asked, "Excuse me, what's the difference?".

"There is no difference, but I don't like others to say that I am gay. Because these three words are no different from perverts to those so-called normal people." Song Yan's face flashed a trace of helplessness that was not easy to capture, but it was just flashed by.I don't know how many years it will take, how much contempt and indifference it will take to develop this calmness.

"I don't think it's a big deal. Others can't decide what you like or don't like. In other words, it's none of their business. Since it's none of their business, they have no right to talk about it. So if you want to say right or wrong, you should It's their fault." Half of Mr. Ao's words were comforting, and Song Yan could of course hear that it was true that he was better than alcohol and drugs just now.Song Yan leaned forward and looked at him with interest.Mr. Ao stepped back, fearing that he would attack again.

As the plane took off and landed, Mr. Ao finally returned to his city with a large bag of special products and the potted flowers.The first thing I did when I got home was to inspect the pot of Clivia that was murdered by a cat in Hao Fang's mouth. I saw that the pot of Clivia was still standing upright, and when I looked closely, I didn't see anything unusual.Mr. Ao reached out and touched the blood-red petals, thinking that Hao Fang was getting more and more mischievous.

Mr. Ao didn't say when he would come back, so when Hao Fang parked the car downstairs and saw the lights in his house, he couldn't hold back and ran upstairs.Seeing him panting, he thought something happened, but he just smiled. After a while, Hao Fang said, "You're back."

Mr. Ao walked over and hugged his neck again. He touched his little head under his armpit and said with a smile: "I really thought it was a fat cat who killed Hua, but I didn't expect it to be a fat cat." It's a thin cat, and it's very naughty!" Hao Fang raised his head and blinked at him, his sparkling eyes flashed with joy, and he said, "I'm hungry."

As soon as I entered the door, I could smell the aroma of the food. I was not hungry at first, but when I was hooked by the smell, it felt like a kitten's paw was scratching my stomach.The temperature and gravity of Mr. Ao's arm are more like a dry well that has been hiding in his body for many days and cannot be filled. Until he appeared, the well was filled instantly.Thinking about getting used to it is really a weird thing. The two people who had nothing to do with each other gradually developed a bond during the time of getting along slowly. This bond made a tight and stubborn thread in the hearts of both of them. As soon as the thread moves, it pulls a thing called longing. As long as I don't see this person again, the longing can't stop.

Now that the threads are drawn together again, my heart becomes peaceful and content.Just like the food on this table, if you eat it to fill your empty stomach, hunger and fatigue will disappear.

Mr. Ao took out the pot of flowers brought back all the way like a treasure, thinking that he would get a surprised expression from Hao Fang.Unexpectedly, he rolled his eyes again, and slammed it firmly on Mr. Ao's handsome face.Hao Fang said that this kind of flower is everywhere, and he brought it back so far when he was full.

But the flower was finally placed on Hao Fang's balcony. The little lavender flower released its fragrance in the night without anyone noticing it, passed through the gap between the door and the wall, and drifted into sleep.