atypical dependency

Xiao Yi entered the long corridor, his chaotic thoughts still deeply covered his reason like a haze.

Quickly turning into the stairwell, he slowed down abruptly after going down a few steps.

Leaning on the handrail of the stairs, watching the dim light pouring in from the corner window in front of him in the dark, he was stunned for a while and finally sat on the edge of the stairs unsteadily.

The surging emotions of the past two days have misled his usual decisive decision.

Although he really wanted Wei Zhuoyan to understand his emotions, but definitely not in such an embarrassing and shameless way.

Laughing at himself for being indecisive and inefficient every time he encountered Wei Zhuoyan, he covered his forehead with one hand, as if immersed in a wilderness cemetery, with a clear and strong breath of death slowly hovering in the cramped space.

Sitting alone on the stairs for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yi suddenly heard a sudden vibration from the phone in his pocket.

He paused for a long time before taking out the screaming thing that was more vital than him.

Squinting to look at the screen, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the caller ID clearly.

Holding on to the phone and not answering it for a long time, he was so dazed until the phone stopped vibrating and the screen dimmed again.

Putting the phone to his forehead, he stared blankly at the ground of the stairs, and couldn't help but let out a long and deep self-deprecating smile.

Recently, the company has encountered big things. He has received anonymous harassing calls to his private number. He has also seen customers who deliberately killed his company to insult him. Where heavy mass pressure is used for confrontation—

He has never been so distraught, in a dilemma, timid and cowardly as he is now.

Thousands of words were accumulated in his heart and he wanted to say to that man, but after the impulsive and mindless behavior just now, he was completely lost and didn't know how to face him.

Previously, he had expected Wei Zhuoyan's response, but now he has completely turned into fear.

As if he had already guessed the ending, he knew that once the call was answered, the connection between the other party and himself would probably be severed forever.

It's like digging out the most secret and weak corner of my heart, and showing it bloody in front of the other party. It's completely impossible to predict whether the other party chooses to take care of and accept it with distress, or just smash the pulsating living thing to pieces with a cold blade .

Xiao Yi sat silently, his face was calm, but his heart was full of waves.

The stairwell was rendered even more eerie by the silence.

He squeezed the phone and let the self-mockery and annoyance wash over him.

Just when he felt that he was almost swallowed by the deep sea-like silence, the mobile phone in his palm jumped up again.

With a gloomy expression, Xiao Yi once again glanced at the screen that flickered like a firefly, and dumbfoundedly noticed that it was Wei Zhuoyan's call.

He stared at the name on the screen that made his mind turbulent, silent for a long time, finally accepted the reality and pressed the answer button slowly.

As if waiting for a verdict, he put his phone to his ear, and looked at the corner of the stairs with a faint light flickering in front of him without saying a word.

On the other end of the phone that he picked up, Xiao Yi heard Wei Zhuoyan's rather heavy and useless breathing.

He lowered his eyelids, silently waiting for the other party's surprised inquiries or even annoyed reprimands.

At this moment, he is not the resolute president, but a helpless and timid child, fearful and cowering, waiting for severe punishment.

"Xiao Yi?" The other side paused and saw that there was no "Hello" here, so they had to speak first to break the ice.

"..." Xiao Yi closed his eyes and did not respond.

Every time the other party called his name, he could feel the growing reluctance and nostalgia in his heart, and with it, the pain that was about to devour him.

"Where are you?" Wei Zhuoyan's voice was very hoarse, and Xiao Yi understood that the other party probably made the phone call with all his might while propped up on the bed.

"..."

"say."

"..." Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and frowned, but still said nothing.

The other side also seemed to sense that his mood had just calmed down, and he didn't intend to urge him anymore, but just fell silent tacitly.

For nearly half a minute, the two listened to each other's breathing through their mobile phones, and neither of them wanted to speak first.

After all, feeling the absurdity of this method, Wei Zhuoyan sighed softly, and after a while, his tone was low but very patient: "Have you been out of the hospital yet?..."

"..." Sitting on the cold stairs, Xiao Yi could feel that his legs were almost numb.

"Don't you want to explain what happened just now?"

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a sigh and laughed, slowly got up from the stairs, and finally said the first sentence after answering the phone: "What do you want me to explain?"

that kiss?

"..." Wei Zhuoyan was silent for a while.

Walking to the window at the corner of the stairs, Xiao Yi opened the window, allowing the night wind to invade wantonly on his face, his eyes fixed on the lonely and bleak street lamp below, and a dignified wry smile floated on the corner of his lips.

"Zhuo Yan." Xiao Yi's tone was very calm, completely opposite to the previous state of rushing out of the door, "Do you remember that I said before that I want to talk to you after you get out of the fire?"

"..."

"This——that's what I want to talk about." Wanting to regain his clear head in handling official affairs, Xiao Yi suppressed the intense emotions that surged in his heart, and maintained the calm tone he always had when he was in the company.

"What do you mean this is what you want to talk about?" Wei Zhuoyan's tone was obviously confused, more frustrated, "What you want to talk about--the thing just now?" The other party sighed, with a desire to put everything away Said in a rational tone, "Why did you do that kind of thing?"

The other party avoided "kissing him" one after another and replaced it with "that kind of thing", Xiao Yi can somewhat penetrate the subconscious attitude of the other party.

Xiao Yi didn't know how much the other party knew about the two men, and what his opinion would be. He was silent for a while, and suddenly gave a sad smile that didn't fit the scene: "Wei Zhuoyan."

Obviously confused by the serious name of the other party, Wei Zhuoyan froze for a moment.

"I like you." Suddenly said plainly, Xiao Yi's hand holding the phone was painful, but there was still no obvious emotion on his face.

"..."

Xiao Yi could hear Wei Zhuoyan's exhausted and exhausted breath from the other side of the phone.

Closing his eyes, the wry smile on the corners of Xiao Yi's lips deepened.

The other party waited for about half a minute before opening his mouth in confusion: "What did you say?"

"I like you." Xiao Yi leaned on the railing of the stairs and repeated it lightly.

The wind outside the window became stronger, and the branches of several old trees beside the street lamp began to sway wildly, and the light yellow mist of the street lamp seemed to float with everything, as if it would be extinguished in the next second.

Wei Zhuoyan's side fell into dead silence for a long time, and Xiao Yi suddenly heard the other party's suppressed and incomprehensible voice: "Boy, come here now."

Holding the phone, Xiao Yi leaned on the railing with one elbow, his face was full of pain, but his tone was pretending to be playful: "Before you understand what I just said, are you sure you want to meet me?"

"Did you hear me when I told you to come back now?" Wei Zhuoyan's tone suddenly became very serious, resonant and resonant.

"Wei Zhuoyan." Xiao Yi's tone suddenly dropped an octave, "If you think what happened just now was a joke, then I can only say that I will disappoint you."

There was a moment of silence over there, and then he suddenly said with slight sullenness: "You don't want to come here, do you? Okay, I'll go find you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yi really heard a painful creaking sound from the hospital bed.

His face changed, and he trembled with his fingertips pinching the phone, and said unexpectedly: "Hey, are you—are you kidding me?"

Not paying attention to Xiao Yi's intentions at all, Wei Zhuoyan continued his strenuous journey to get out of bed.

Through the intermittent digital sound, Xiao Yi could almost see the hunchbacked appearance of the other party enduring the pain and desperately thinking about it.

"Wei Zhuoyan." With a deep voice, he turned his head and glanced up the stairs, and hurriedly said, "Don't you come and hear it?"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly heard a blunt "plop" from the receiver, followed by Wei Zhuoyan's rather suppressed gasps.

Nervous suddenly, Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and blurted out: "Zhuo Yan?"

He didn't play a betting game with the other party anymore, he immediately turned around and leaped up the long-legged three-step three-step step.

When he arrived at Wei Zhuoyan's ward in a hurry, he saw the body of the other party sitting on the ground, and hurriedly rushed forward to lift the other party up: "Why are you crazy?!"

Without saying a word, Wei Zhuoyan asked Xiao Yi to resettle himself on the bed, then leaned against the head of the bed, staring at Xiao Yi with a long and intoxicating deep gaze.

Recovering from the previous shock, Xiao Yi met Wei Zhuoyan's naked eyes and suddenly realized something.

Opening his eyes quite abruptly, he stared at a warm water pot on the bedside of the other party, frowned and said annoyedly: "Don't do such death-seeking things in the future."

"Who forced me to do this kind of death-seeking thing?" Wei Zhuoyan followed his tone and narrowed his eyes.

"..." Blocked for a moment, Xiao Yi stood beside his bed, his gaze fluttering, almost trying to see clearly the small description on the side of the kettle that had faded for a long time.

It is rare to see Xiao Yi's stiff and bewildered side face. Wei Zhuoyan looked at it carefully for a while before he said, "Explain what you just said."

Xiao Yi's expression froze upon hearing the sound.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at the neckline, and glanced sideways at Wei Zhuoyan: "Is there anything unclear about what I just said?"

"You said you like me?" Wei Zhuoyan's face was very gloomy, "Explain."

Xiao Yi was frustrated: "Am I speaking a foreign language? How should I explain this? Is there any ambiguity in "I like you"?"

"Xiao Yi." Wei Zhuoyan's expression was extremely serious and solemn, "You and I are old men, you said you like me, how do you want me to understand?"

The other party's tone was unusually blunt, and Xiao Yi suddenly felt that this ending was one of his expectations.

Although he had had the luck to think that maybe some part of the other party's heart could understand his feelings——

But obviously, the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny.

"Why do you like Fa, Ang?" Wei Zhuoyan's face was mixed with annoyance and distress, "Do I resemble a woman in any way? Huh?"

In Wei Zhuoyan's cognition, homosexuality and "sex|abnormality" are basically equivalent.

After all, a man who likes a man, isn't that a pervert?

As for the men who are liked by men, he firmly believes that eight out of ten of them have sissy and feminine qualities.

What Wei Zhuoyan felt extremely annoyed with was that Xiao Yi and himself were both fully functioning, masculine and normal men——

There can only be one reason why the other party would like him——

Which aspect of myself behaves like a mother, like a woman.

And it's not just as simple as "like" a woman, but the other party actually fell in love with him like a woman!

And as soon as this bruising thought entered his mind, he felt overwhelmed.

Xiao Yi stood in front of him with a cold face, but Wei Zhuoyan couldn't help but tolerate each other as usual in terms of brotherhood.

This kid went on such a "devious path" before he turned [-]. He really didn't want to understand which aspect of his daily life he gave the other party wrong hints.

Forcibly suppressing the rising anger, his tone trembled, but he looked calm: "Let me ask you again, Xiao Yi, what do you mean by 'like'."

He hoped that what he said just now could make Xiao Yi understand, and then lead the other party to make up a lie to fool him, so that maybe the two of them can pretend that nothing happened in the future.

His very clear subtext was naturally captured by Xiao Yi verbatim.

His eyes slowly lingered on Wei Zhuoyan's face, and Xiao Yi realized that the worst situation he expected was actually poking him straight in front of him.

For some reason, the emotions that had been pent up for a long time surged up, and a rather naive rebellious psychology prevailed in an instant.

Although he understood what Wei Zhuoyan wanted him to say, he still sneered with a cold face, put his hands in his pockets, and looked deeply:

"Did I say 'like'?" Squinting his eyes, he said solemnly, "I just want to be liked by you."