Refraction

When he returned to the hotel room, Chen Gong called Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi knocked on the door 10 minutes later: "I... went around the neighborhood—what did you do?"

Chen Gong sorted out the documents in his hand, turned his head to look at Zheng Yi, whose eyes were blurred, and did not answer Zheng Yi's question: "I'm sorry... I forgot to give you the room card."

Zheng Yiyi said: "It's okay..."

Zheng Yi had a lot of thoughts—in fact, he had just opened another room with his ID card—1206, which was next to Chen Gong’s room—and lay down for more than half an hour before Chen Gong came back.

The reason why I continued to act in the drama of "I lost my ID card and couldn't get a room, so I had to borrow Chen Gong's room" was because I wanted to have another chance to "verify whether Chen Gong has a heart-shaped birthmark on his left chest".

After verifying the result, I pretended to find the hole in the side pocket of the suit, then dug out the ID card from the hole, and said with a mixed expression of surprise and anger, "So the ID card is here-ah this I will never buy that brand again!" lines——Finish.

perfect.

After reviewing the script again in his mind, Zheng Yi lay on the bed and stretched out: "I'm so sleepy——Chen Gong, do you want to take a bath?"

Chen Gong was distracted looking at the document in his hand, unable to hear what Zheng Yi said: "What?"

"I was asking if you were going to take a shower..." Zheng Yi improvised, "I ran for a long time today for location scouting, I must be sweating all over..."

Chen Gong raised his arm and sniffed himself: "If you think I'm smelly, you can reapply for a temporary ID card and open a room by yourself—four kilometers, there's still time."

Zheng Yi hurriedly defended: "No, no, the main reason is... I want to take a shower. I want to say... If you plan to use it first, you can use it first... I can wait and then wash it, it doesn't matter..."

When Chen Gong looked at Zheng Yi's defense, he seemed to have a kind of flattering expression, and suddenly "thumped" in his heart——Zheng Yi is now downcast and living under the eaves of others, and with his proud personality, it must be uncomfortable... Would it be too much for me to drive him away after misunderstanding him so much?

Chen Gong put the documents on his schoolbag, took out a can of beer from the small refrigerator in the hotel, and said, "Go and wash first—after washing, go to bed, it's 4:23 now—I'll call you when I sleep until 6 o'clock. You...go to eat hot pot..."

Zheng Yi himself made the script more and more complicated, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take off his clothes. He only wore shorts, touched his phone and walked to the bathroom.

When passing by Chen Gong, he inadvertently glanced at his stack of documents, and Zheng Yi's eyes caught a few words.

He didn't pay attention to it when he just glanced over it, and he sorted the characters in his mind and focused on them before Zheng Yi finally realized - "Medical Certificate of Death".

Like a series of cannonballs, three messages were thrown to Qiumang:

——"Did something happen to Chen Gong?"

——"I saw him holding a "Medical Certificate of Death" in a daze!"

--"very scary!"

After that, Zheng Yi sat on the toilet and waited anxiously for Qiu Mang's reply.

After 3 minutes, Qiumang sent back two messages:

——"It should be the account cancellation procedure for his mother's death."

——"I've been ill for several years, but I haven't had it this year—it's all before you joined the job, so I haven't mentioned it to you."

Looking at the two sentences that Qiu Mang replied, Zheng Yi's forehead became hot for no reason, and he was stunned for a long time before replying to Qiu Mang: "Why didn't you say it earlier...

Qiu Mang: There is no need to mention the personal matters of colleagues.

Zheng Yi: So what should we do now?

Qiu Mang: What should I do?

Zheng Yi: nothing...

Qiu Mang: Don't add drama, Zheng Yi, let me tell you!This kind of thing is a private matter, you are not even Chen Gong's friend, you have no position to control, don't talk too much, remember to respect other people's sense of boundaries!

Zheng Yi: Yes, I know.

After returning to Qiu's "teaching", Zheng Yi heard Chen Gong making some movements outside, as if he was arranging his luggage, as if he was messing with something... Zheng Yi didn't know what was wrong, but he was a little uncomfortable , this is a bit uncomfortable and a little bit over the top.

After thinking about it, he replied to Qiu Mang: Now I know why he keeps telling me 'Don't fucking talk to me'...

Qiu Mang: ...

Qiu Mang: Even if someone else's mother is still alive, you should get rid of this bad habit!

Zheng Yi: Let’s change it! [Wronged]

Qiu Mang: That's alright——didn't some people sue today, saying that Chen Gong took advantage of his business to do his own business? — that's what he did.

Zheng Yi: Sister, I was just joking...

Zheng Yi: Hey...suddenly I want to go out and hug him.

Zheng Yi: But you're right, I don't fucking have that position.

Zheng Yi:! ...I don't have that position.

Qiu Mang: ... [sweating]

Qiu Mang: Huh? !

Zheng Yi: What's wrong?

Qiu Mang: I said, do you like my senior?

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

Zheng Yi: I just feel sorry for him.He and I have always been at odds, and it's not like you can't see it!

Qiu Mang: Water and fire are incompatible—that means hating each other from the bottom of my heart!

Qiu Mang: I feel like you keep coming out all day long, obviously because you want to show your presence in front of Chen Gong! [doge]

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

Qiu Mang: When you are a noble son who is used to being a heartthrob, you suddenly meet such a master who refuses to talk to you, which arouses your attention and makes you unable to restrain yourself from wanting to attack him—right?

Zheng Yi: What a mess!

Qiu Mang: It's always written like this in novels!

Zheng Yi: [angry] [angry] [angry] Stop reading rubbish literature!

Here, Chen Gong sorted out the documents, put them in the trolley case, and carefully counted the luggage twice for returning to Beijing tomorrow.

After tidying up the chores, Chen Gong sat on the sofa, and when he turned his head, he saw the bathroom inadvertently—there was a goose yellow light inside the frosted glass partition, and a vague Zheng Yi was rubbing his hair under the shower—although he couldn’t see clearly, but Body proportions are good, much like a model.

Chen Gong looked at it and wanted to laugh—a proud person like Zheng Yi, if he knew that his old enemy was watching him foaming his body, he even rubbed it a few times... Although it was just a blurry silhouette, Zheng Da would be sure. The young master wants to die.

If the two are good friends, I must be secretly taking pictures with my mobile phone at this moment, and then store it in the mobile phone—in the future, every time Zheng Yi commits a crime, he will turn it out and threaten him—"The video of Mr. Zheng washing the hairy eggs Does anyone want to see it?" - Don't even think about it, Zheng Yi will be discouraged and beg for mercy before he can say this sentence halfway.

Chen Gong thought about it, and thought it was funny at first, but suddenly he remembered the sentence - "... I can really catch him, I can't eat this handsome idiot - then I will secretly leave a 'close The video 'whatever, it will be a little fishy in the future."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the other sentence came to mind again—"Zheng Yi originally had a date today, but because he was thinking about work, he returned to the company to work overtime after the appointment after 10 o'clock—so you don't To remember his credit should also remember his hard work..."

Chen Gong couldn't laugh anymore.

Then he turned his head and looked at the toilet partition——Zheng Yi almost slipped the shower in his hand, and hurriedly picked it up, but was attacked head-on by the water jet—like a fool.

This fool probably doesn't know how badly his beloved little lamb thinks of him behind his back... let alone that the appointment he went to that day was actually a pit of fire...

Although Chen Gong also tried to block Zheng Yi's date with the pretext of work and Qiu Mang's mouth-but in the end he still kept the date.

With simple and passionate love on his forehead, he walked into the fire pit unsuspectingly.

Chen Gong looked at the silhouette of Zheng Yi taking a shower, feeling overwhelming guilt.

——If he was burned by the flames in the pit...Chen Gong, you were the other half of the hand that pushed him down.

As if frightened by something, Chen Gong suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Standing up but having nothing to do, Chen Gong went to the table and took a few more sips of the beer he had just opened, picked up the suit that Zheng Yi had taken off on the bed, and hung it on the hanger; thus, the bed was vacated. ——After Zheng Yi takes a shower, he can catch up on a good night's sleep, and then go to eat hot pot together at night... It's been a long time since I've eaten hot pot from my hometown.

After finishing all this, Chen Gong sat back on the sofa again, and just when he was about to squint for a while, his eyes were suddenly attracted by two cards scattered on the bed—it should be something that fell out of Zheng Yi's suit jacket, give it to him Put it away, in case it's important...

When Zheng Yi came out of the bathroom brushing his hair, Chen Gong was sitting on the sofa with his feet up and smoking a cigarette.

The door was open—probably to let out the smell of smoke.

"Have you got any more cigarettes?—Mine's gone."

Chen Gong pointed to the table with his chin: "Take it yourself—"

Zheng Yi let out a "hmm", and continued to wipe his hair and walked towards the table: "Are you going to take a shower?"

Chen Gong ignored him, his eyes fell outside the window, and smoke rings were blowing out of his mouth.

Not getting a reply, Zheng Yi glanced at Chen Gong, wondering why this man was suddenly so depressed.When he regained consciousness and took the cigarette, Zheng Yicai saw two cards placed on the table—neatly.

Just after taking a shower, I was frightened into a cold sweat.Zheng Yiyi's mind was running at high speed for a while-running for the door or staying in place?Where are you going to escape?Are manned spacecraft open to sell tickets to civilians?How do you explain this if you can't escape?If he really fights, can he beat Chen Gong?

From the corner of his eye, Chen Gong stood up.

Zheng Yi felt that his calf was a little weak, and thousands of thoughts in his head crashed into the car with a "boom", and his brain crashed immediately.

The light in the room was not turned on, and the light from the window came in from behind Chen Gong, outlining Chen Gong's body in a golden rim, but he just left his face in the dark...

Zheng Yi sneaked a glance at Chen Gong - he put out his cigarette and asked, "What do you want?"

Zheng Yi failed to restart his mind: "I..."

"You want to fuck me, don't you?"

Zheng Yi restarted his mind and continued to fail: "No..."

Chen Gong looked at Zheng Yi—his movement of wiping his hair froze, as if the electricity had been cut off.

His gaze crossed Zheng Yi's shoulder—the door was open, and the cleaning aunt who was tidying up the opposite room looked over here.

Chen Gong didn't have the strength to control her, and turned his gaze back to Zheng Yi's face again: "What are you trying to do by lying to me? Is it fun to sleep with me?"

Zheng Yi's brain is completely on strike - no matter what, he can't make up a reasonable explanation for the current situation.

After taking a few breaths, Zheng Yi raised his hand to signal Chen Gong to calm down first: "I really didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to mess with you, I didn't want to mess with you, and it would be awkward to sleep with you—don't be angry, ID card I just found it..."

"You have already opened the house yourself, and you still come to my place to take a bath?! You haven't asked me if I want to take a bath?! What kind of tricks are you playing? Director Zheng, tell me clearly, okay? !"

Zheng Yi looked at Chen Gong who was approaching.

The closer Zheng Yi felt, the more clearly he could see the chill in Chen Gong's eyes.

The chill frightened Zheng Yi into a panic.

Zheng Yi understood: Chen Gong went alone in the afternoon to complete the registration cancellation procedures of his only relative in the world. From then on, at least in the legal sense, Chen Gong was completely alone... Although Chen Gong couldn't tell from Chen Gong's face. Come out, but Zheng Yi knows that this juncture is probably the most vulnerable time for Chen Gong...

But at this juncture, I don't have the position to help him share his emotions, and I still make such a bunch of moths beside him.

But Zheng Yi felt that even if he died on the spot today, he couldn't say "I want to verify whether you are the victim of the assault incident that I guessed"-but don't say that, Zheng Yi didn't know what to say. What can I say.

The more you think about it, the more you can't think of it, the more you can't think of it, the more anxious you are.

Zheng Yi felt that a large piece of the fuse in his brain was blown, and his forehead became hot: "In the end, isn't it because you are upset with me?! In the end, aren't you just dissatisfied that I always put pressure on you?!"

Chen Gong sneered, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and put it in his mouth: "Just say what you want to do by lying to me...don't talk about anything else."

"I..." Zheng Yi suppressed his temper and tried to explain, but he couldn't think of an excuse.In the line of sight, Chen Gong in front of him overlapped with the fainted man in the video, his T-shirt disappeared and faded away, revealing his left chest - a heart-shaped birthmark was there...

Zheng Yi shook his head and waved away the messy fantasies, only felt his forehead was hot and painful, and he only thought in his heart: okay, I admit it, I will give in this time, I am really tired from the noise... I am not a villain, you He is really a good person, if we hadn't been tit for tat at the beginning... If we were brothers, let alone brothers, just friends, even colleagues, then why did we get to the point where we can't explain clearly?

Listening to Zheng Yi's stuttering, Chen Gong turned his head on the lighter and licked the cigarette holder, and glanced at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi looked this way, his eyes were exhausted: "I just wanted to see your tits..."

The flame went out with a "poof", making Chen Gong tremble with fright: "What did you say?"

Zheng Yi's eyes lit up, as if he suddenly gained confidence: "Chen Gong, I'm drawing on you, I want to sleep with you, I want to fuck you, I like you!"

The inspiration provided by Qiumang's "nonsense" just now can be explained now - Zheng Yi thought.

Probably because it was squeezed in his pocket, Chen Gong broke half of his cigarette here, and shook it twice before falling to the ground.

The author has something to say:——Small Theater

Ajar: "Who just said 'garbage literature'?"

Zheng Yi: "..."

Chen Gong: "You deserve it! Dad, beat him up, write him down!"

Zheng Yi: "..."

——Small Theater 2

The cleaning aunt who vaguely heard a little conversation came over and closed the door: "Oh, boys, don't be noisy, this kind of thing should be discussed carefully-it's the same for whoever goes up and who goes down, pen refill!"

Chen Gong: "?"

Zheng Yi: "?"

——Small Theater 3

So this is the second time I have double-updated... so if there is no update one day, you should give me a holiday...