Mr. Butler on the catwalk

He Shiwei opened his eyes wide.He watched Luo Lin put down his cup, then frowned and said——

"Good...strange tea."

Because it's half an ounce of gin, half an ounce of rum, half an ounce of vodka, and half an ounce of tequila. It's not surprising that the cocktail only has tea in its name but has nothing to do with tea at all...

The long series of sentences ran through He Shiwei's mind in an instant, and then he bent down helplessly: "What are you trying to do...to tease you, it doesn't matter where you put it..."

Luo Lin raised his head to face He Shiwei, as if he wanted to smile, but his face suddenly turned pale.This change made He Shiwei nervous: "Luo Lin? Are you okay?"

Luo Lin lowered his head, covered his throat with one hand, and raised his hand towards He Shiwei, signaling him not to worry: "It's okay...it's just this tea...so...hot..."

He Shiwei began to regret his thoughtless words earlier: "Can you really do it?"

"Soon...well, give me a few minutes..." Without seeing his face, He Shiwei could only see Luo Lin's white ears blushing slightly.

He Shiwei sat back on the chair with worry on his face.Luo Lin sat silently in front of him, his breath became a little thin.

This situation lasted for nearly four or five minutes, and He Shiwei could no longer hold back his anxiety.He leaned out, wanting to hug Luo Lin's shoulders: "It's my fault...don't hold on, I'll take you back to rest, there may be medicine in the training camp..."

He Shiwei's right hand landed on Luo Lin's shoulder.Luo Lin raised his head slowly, and looked straight at He Shiwei.

There must be something different in the eyes.It was reminiscent of a child, and it also gave Luo Lin an innocent expression of not understanding the current situation.

He Shiwei unconsciously lowered his voice: "Luo Lin, you..."

He didn't say any more.He watched Luo Lin bit his lip, then raised his right hand, and grabbed his collar awkwardly.Luo Lin tugged on the collar first, and then a second time.

Then maintaining this posture, Luo Lin suddenly laughed happily.His eyes were squinted, some teeth were exposed between his lips, and there was still some water on his lower lip.He Shiwei's throat tightened, he swallowed a bit, and then tried his best to smile slightly: "... Do you think it's fun?"

Luo Lin did not answer.He was still laughing, as if he thought it was funny, he moved his fingers to the side of He Shiwei's neck.His fingers are white and long, but now they are gradually sinking into He's tiny hair.He Shiwei trembled slightly, feeling the hair behind his ears being gently pulled between Luo Lin's fingers, which brought some weird numbness.

He Shiwei could only prop his right hand on the table, and then slowly approached Luo Lin's face.He was surprised by Luo Lin's seductive action, and also surprised by Luo Lin's still pure expression.

The atmosphere was still quiet and silent, but there was something in the air that made He Shiwei feel hot.He set his eyes on Luo Lin's eyes, and then moved down to Luo Lin's nose, lips, and neck.He slowly moved his gaze back and forth until Luo Lin unconsciously returned to a bewildered expression.Seeing Luo Lin bit his lip again, He Shiwei raised his left hand to rest on Luo Lin's chin, and then used his thumb to slowly swipe across the innocent and seductive gleam of water on his lips.

Because of this action, Luo Lin trembled almost timidly.As if sensing danger subconsciously, his body stepped back—but without success.He Shiwei's gesture was very gentle, but he squeezed his chin very hard.

He Shiwei leaned close to Luo Lin's ear and whispered:

"……do not move."

Luo Lin still had an incomprehensible look on his face.But from this expression, He Shiwei didn't feel any resistance.He turned his head slightly, and then kissed Luo Lin's lips.

At that moment, Luo Lin panicked and almost knocked over the empty wine glass.Because of the sound, the bartender who was already quite old turned his head and looked in the direction of Luo Lin's table.However, after seeing this scene, the bartender still didn't change his expression—he just slowly looked away, and began to wipe the wine glass in his hand carefully and slowly.

He Shiwei actually felt nervous.However, the only spectator around showed calmness and calmness, which made him let go of the last scruples.He sucked between Luo Lin's clumsy lips, and then said in a soft hoarse voice: "Hey... stick out your tongue."

Luo Lin was still trembling slightly.He Shiwei breathed out, straightened up straight up, and led Luo Lin directly to the deeper corner of the shadow.He turned sideways and held the back of Luo Lin's head with his hands—then forcefully thrust his lips and tongue into the line of defense between Luo Lin's teeth.His tongue pressed against the tip of Luo Lin's tongue, and he moved it slowly, the sense of suggestion in that movement made people feel hot.

Luo Lin began to whimper.His breathing was interrupted by the aggressor, which forced his throat to make pitiful noises.The tip of his tongue was driven to spin, and a sweet alcohol anesthetized his entire mouth.He should be unconscious, that's why he showed that expression that made people want to violate him.He Shiwei's ears began to whistling, and he could only suppress his panting and withdraw his tongue—but Luo Lin's lips were still slightly parted, not knowing what to do.This made the silver saliva connect between the lips of the two, and the subtle eroticism made He Shiwei's lower body extremely stiff.

This is the scene to get out of hand.Can't continue in this place - He Shiwei suppressed the burning desire, picked up the coats of the two, and then tightly wrapped around Luo Lin's waist.

He Shiwei doesn't live in St. Regis at all.But now he went to the front desk, handed over his passport, and opened a room.Luo Lin was taken by him, with the expression on his face that made people want to be very distressed - He Shiwei took advantage of the gap between the front desk lady's turn and couldn't help but lightly bite Luo Lin's neck.

It's past zero.He Shiwei, who has become 34 years old, didn't expect his birthday wish to come true so quickly - he just wanted the man in front of him to accept him, but he didn't expect to be able to hug the obedient and helpless Luo Lin now.

All this progressed so fast and so beautifully that it made He Shiwei feel unreal.

...too unreal.

However, He Shiwei didn't think about it any more.He took the room card and led Luo Lin to the elevator hall.

……

The camera returns to King Cole Bar.In the closed bar, the bartender slowly collected the cash collected earlier.

Just now, he received a very strange guest - not a pair of men kissing in the corner, but another young man.

The young man walked in with a sullen face and asked him for a shot of tequila.As he mixed the drink, the young man looked around slowly and casually.Perhaps because his eyes fell on the pair in the corner, the young man's entire body shook.

Seeing this man's expression, the old bartender actually felt a little upset.Homophobia is plentiful, but he doesn't want his guests to fight.

However, the young man didn't make any drastic moves, and didn't even spit out a dirty word secretly.The young man just watched, then looked back stiffly.He lowered his head, but his whole body began to tremble.

The bartender glanced at him, but his hands still didn't stop.The ice cubes began to hit the mixing vessel, making some crisp sounds——

"...Stop, I don't want this wine anymore."

The young man suddenly said so.His voice was very low and soft, as if he was afraid that any noise would make his existence discovered.The bartender started to frown—fortunately, the young man immediately took out his wallet, randomly took out a note and handed it to him.

fifty dollars.That's a decent amount - the bartender slowly sets down the mixing bowl.The young man in front of him took two steps back in embarrassment, then turned around by the door, and ran quickly.

It's just that it was too chaotic, stumbling and staggering, making people feel like he was about to flee the scene——

The bartender didn't know why this man should flee, but he felt satisfied looking at the [-] bill in front of him.

The couple in the corner finally kissed.The bartender lowered his head subconsciously - one of the men put a check on his table, then supported the man in his arms and walked out.The bartender looked up at the amount on the check, and slowly showed a satisfied expression.

The old bartender doesn't care what story his guest has, nor does he need to.It's just that this night, whether it's him or the few guests who left near closing time, it's bound to have some unusual feelings.

……

When He Shiwei laid Luo Lin flat on the bed in a certain room on the fifth floor, Duan Feizheng, with a blank expression, wanted to use his room card to open the heavy carved door in front of a certain suite door on the seventh floor.

The indicated red light stays on.He couldn't get in anyway.The handle was so heavy that he couldn't push it, but he stubbornly wanted to break into the room in front of him.

He wanted to hide himself in it.But even that he couldn't do.

He really can't think, so he won't find out that he misread the room number.He slammed his fist against the wall, his chest heaved, and he knelt down little by little.

Facing the wall and the door, he raised his hands, hugged his head, and slowly curled up.

……

If you want to explain Duan Fei's current situation, maybe you have to start from a little earlier.

Duan Fei originally lived in the rented place on Long Island.It's just that during the Christmas holiday, the landlord said he was going to repair the house and asked him if he could rent elsewhere first.Because the landlord refunded the rent for two and a half months, Duan Fei didn't say anything, just took his luggage and chose a hotel in the city to stay.

During his vacation time, apart from working in LGM, there is nothing particularly obsessed with him.In the spare time, sometimes he would sit in the municipal library, where no one would care about him, so he would slowly read a book that was impossible to finish, spending half a day like this.Or go to a football or basketball game by yourself, and then sit motionless in your seat when others are making waves at the beginning of the game.

Back at the hotel, he will also surf the Internet.But there is nothing interesting, world events have nothing to do with me, and when it comes to other contacts, after all, Duan Fei has no friends, so it is impossible for Duan Fei to make the trip.On many days, Duan Fei didn't need to talk, and there was no one to talk to.Even at lunch, he can get the food just by ordering the menu.

His father called twice to ask him if he was okay, and he said yes.Because there is no other topic, I hung up.

Duan Fei didn't think he was so pitiful.It is always possible to find something to do for himself. He used the refunded rent to open an account and started US stocks.When those profits rise little by little, Duan Fei can also forget his situation.

January [-]th is a weekend.When passing by Broadway, Duan Fei saw that Miss Saigon was playing there.He didn't know what it was at all, but because someone was queuing up to buy tickets, and he didn't have a schedule for the night, so he went to see it.I felt a little hungry when I entered the venue, because I forgot to eat dinner, but it’s not a big deal.

By the end of the scene, the woman died in his man's arms.Duan Fei just leaned back on the back of the seat, expressionless.

He wasn't trying to be indifferent to other people's stories.It's just that his own situation may be even more rigid, and there is really no extra emotion to allocate to this fictional story.

... New York is still cold anyway.But Duan Fei would rather stand motionless for a long time on the cold windy street than go back to the hotel early.The room was probably very depressing, even lying on the bed was strangely sober.It didn't feel very good.

When the watch on his wrist was about to point to twelve, he walked back to the door of the hotel.Since he hadn't had dinner earlier, he wanted something to fill his belly.But when it comes to food, Duan Fei has no appetite.

... maybe just wine.

So he walked into that bar unsuspecting, wanting a shot of tequila.

Then he saw that scene.He saw someone kissing in the corner.And he knew who those two were.

This situation is so beyond his imagination.So no matter how much he piled up determination, courage and persistence——

He was still defeated without any strength to fight back.And fell flat.