I refuse this box lunch

After washing his face in the bathroom, Du Hengyu walked back to the living room with wet hair. In his sight, the young man lying on the sofa closed his eyes and breathed lightly.

"Lu Fuhe." He shouted.

No one answered.

Du Hengyu yelled two more times, neither high nor low, with a dull tone and difficult to distinguish emotions.

In his sleep, Fuhe smacked his lips, hummed, turned his body on the sofa, changed to a sleeping position facing the cushions, and his little snoring sounded softly.

When he moved like this, the trousers on his calf were lifted up, and a slender ankle slipped out.And because of the bending of the legs, some parts with distinctive characteristics are highlighted again.

Du Hengyu: "..." He never knew that he had such a hidden label of "dirty", and his eyes lingered on the young man like a maniac.The Adam's apple rolled, and the tip of the nose started to feel hot again.

Damn autumn, maybe you should drink some chrysanthemum tea.

Du Hengyu turned his back and went to the cabinet to search for scented tea that could be used to reduce the fire. After looking for it, his mind slowly drifted, and he couldn't help thinking: the effect of yoga... is it so good?

Just at the right time, there was a heavy "boom" sound behind him - Fuhe fell off the sofa.

"Hiss—" He was jolted awake at once, lay on the ground covering his head, wrinkled his face, facing the ceiling, tears were spurted out from the pain.

Du Hengyu rushed over in three steps and two steps: "Lu Fuhe!"

I saw the young man on the ground lying upright, with a dull expression, his eyes rolled around twice, and after touching the man's figure, his eyelids closed again, and he was about to fall asleep again.

Du Hengyu: "..." He has no experience in taking care of hangovers. In his impression, when Feng Zhun and his group get drunk, they all look like crazy.There are those who cry and howl, and those who cry bitterly. What's more, a whole section of stand-up comedy can be completed by hugging a pole.

He didn't bother to care about those situations.

But right now it's absolutely impossible.

My heart softened and I couldn't bear it.

When he realized it, the young man had already been picked up by his back and legs, and he was put on the bed properly.

Twist a hot towel, make a sober tea, these are not difficult, but I am afraid that people will not cooperate and make noise.

But the young man was surprisingly well-behaved.

No yelling, no drunkenness.

Let raise hands, let raise legs, after taking off his shirt, hesitated and hesitated, Du Hengyu still didn't take off Fuhe's pants.

No matter how dull he was, he knew something was wrong with him.It seems that since I met this person, the development of everything has become uncontrollable.

This cognition is obviously extremely subversive, causing Du Hengyu to re-examine and understand himself.

He can't move because that place has become a restricted area for him now.If you move, it is tantamount to crossing the line.

He won't cross the line until something is settled.

The towel passed over Fuhe's face and neck, Du Hengyu carefully held his head to look at it, and sure enough, there was a bulging swollen bump on his scalp.

If it were any other person, even if he had a full head, he would think it was a trivial matter. After all, any man is not rough and durable, and he has been through touches and falls.

When it was the young man's turn, Du Hengyu frowned slightly, holding ice cubes to apply cold compresses for him.The movements are gentle, not daring to use force.

"Lu Fuhe, wake up, get up and drink hangover tea." The Pu'er tea is full of tea, and after cooling for a while, the temperature is just right.

Fowler didn't move.

Du Hengyu repeated it several times in a low voice next to his ear, tirelessly.

Until the young man's ears were bothered, he jumped up from the bed with fried hair, took the strong tea in the man's hand and drank it down, and then shrank back into the bed, the man stirred a few times inside, a The outer pants flew out and fell to the ground wrinkled.

Fuhe was drowsy, wrapped in the quilt and turned his back angrily, even in his dream he was angry.

"I still have a temper." Du Hengyu didn't realize how gentle the expression on his face was at the moment, and said with a light smile, "It's useless to serve you, white-eyed wolf."

Early the next morning, he announced something to the young man——

I don't live in this community for the time being, and I want to move.

One is because the surrounding security issues are not enough.Although the Luo family was suppressed for a while, it was inevitable that they would jump over the wall in a hurry. There is no need to bet on whether they still have that little bit of benevolence and righteousness in their hearts.

God knows, Du Hengyu was still terrified because he couldn't get through to the young man's phone call that day.

Second, he will officially enter Du's to work in two days. This place is too far away from the company, which is really inconvenient.

"Where should I go?" Fuhe leaned listlessly by the sink and brushed his teeth, vaguely asking, "Is it still big?"

Du Hengyu picked up the dirty clothes from the basket and put them into the washing machine, raised his eyebrows: "No, I'll go by myself."

Fuhe immediately had a bitter face. After brushing his teeth, he spit out the toothpaste froth in his mouth, and after a simple rinse, he turned around and walked slowly to the toilet to untie his pants chain.

Originally, there was no need to shy away from these two men living together. The bathroom was also very spacious, and there was a frosted door separating the two of them.

But Du Hengyu's eyebrows twitched, he turned his face away subconsciously, reached out and set a dehydration time on the fully automatic washing machine, and then walked out.

Fuhe didn't really want to relieve himself, his head was a little dizzy, after finishing his pants, he sat down on the toilet seat and sighed: "Even modern people are still so reserved."

The system has nothing to say to the host who doesn't know how to write the word "implicit".

Fuhe put his elbows on his knees, his head in his palms, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips: "But I like it."

System: As long as you like it.

He stayed inside for a while, and when he came out, he ran into Du Hengyu head-on.

The man looked like he just passed by, and wrote lightly: "Pack up a few necessary items and leave in a while."

Seeing that the young man didn't respond, he pretended to "tsk" impatiently, "Did you hear that?"

Fu Wo hung his head and nodded: "I heard."

Du Hengyu felt his hands itchy and wanted to touch the young man's frizzy hair, so he held back and asked nonchalantly, "The bag still hurts?"

Fuhe still nodded: "It hurts." I didn't feel it when I fell asleep last night, but I got the stamina when I woke up in the morning.

Du Hengyu squinted at him with the end of his eyes, and his heart softened when he heard such a soft word "pain".

He casually fiddled with a few items in the living room, and said again: "Then don't take anything with you, I'll ask someone to remove everything intact."

Fuhe put down the pocket in his hand and obeyed his advice, so he really didn't bother to worry about it.

Du Hengyu led him into his car, and drove all the way towards the city hospital.

Fuhe leaned on the co-pilot drowsy, and was a little confused when he got there: "What are we doing here?"

Du Hengyu got out of the car first, and said angrily: "You look so bad, I don't think I have abused you." He pointed to the gate of the hospital, "Go, let me show you your brain."

The corners of Fuhe's mouth twitched slightly, and just as he was about to say something after getting out of the car, a familiar figure appeared out of the corner of his eye, moving this way at high speed.

He changed his voice: "It's okay. I just don't feel well anywhere, so it's good to have a physical examination."

Du Heng frowned, and was about to ask the question when he was suddenly interrupted by another person.

Standing five meters away, Feng Zhun looked surprised, and raised his voice as he walked over: "Heng Yu, it's really you, what a coincidence." The back hair was combed brightly as usual, as if it was really because of a chance encounter. happy with friends.

Du Heng paused for a moment, then slowly turned around to look at the person who came, and said expressionlessly with his pockets in his pocket: "It's quite a coincidence."

These people who circled around in the business district have lost the pride and pride of their youth, and there are really not many things that can be left behind.

Feng Zhun sits as the general manager of the Feng family. He used to be a wealthy young man, but now he is a fine man.Du Hengyu didn't know anything else, but there were indeed many inextricably linked interests between this person and Luo Xuyang.Now that the Luo family has been murdered by the Du family, it must have spread in the circle.

Unless Feng Zhun's head was squeezed by the door, it would be impossible for the two of them to stand and chat peacefully.

To be able to do this, either he was holding back his bad luck, or he had already counted Du Hengyu as an important part of his retreat.

It's a very simple truth, and everyone present understands it.Mr. Feng's history of waving to pay for various occasions is so glorious, and now it is so embarrassing.Bite the bullet, and then approached affectionately to a distance of one meter.No matter how close, he dare not.

"Heng Yu." Feng Zhun coughed, automatically ignoring Fuhe on the side, "Why are you in the hospital? If you have a headache or something, don't delay. The experts in various fields, I know quite a few of them. No need to register, just watch."

On the way, Du Hengyu had already made an appointment with a familiar friend, and he opened his lips and said, "Don't bother."

Feng Zhun hurriedly took out his mobile phone: "What I want is just a phone call." The number was dialed out, and while waiting for the connection, he turned his head and asked, "I don't know which department I want to make an appointment for..."

It's a pity that Du Hengyu had already pulled Fuhe and turned away, leaving him with a ruthless back.

Unwilling to give up, Feng Zhun gritted his teeth and leaned forward again.He is also able to bend and stretch, even if he is reduced to the image of a deacon and eunuch following the emperor, he doesn't care: "Have you already made an appointment, then I will accompany you. The conditions of the city hospital are good, and the facilities are quite complete."

blah blah, blah blah.

One said, one ignored.

After entering the department, Feng Zhun slapped his head and came to his senses: "This little brother is seeing the doctor. I don't know if you are..."

Fuhe was dazed by his kind eyes, but Du Hengyu took a step aside and stood in front of him condescendingly.

Asked in a low voice: "To intercede for Luo Xuyang?"

Feng Zhun was about to die of injustice: "How could it be. Hengyu, brothers all know that you definitely have your reasons for doing this."

"Then what are you doing here?"

Feng Zhun smiled wryly: "Seeing that I played with you so many times when I was in middle school, I even asked for the contact information of the school belle for you..."

Du Hengyu raised his hand to stop him from continuing, in case he couldn't help giving this person a slap.

Blue veins popped up on his forehead: "Go back and wait for the documents, I can't promise anything else."

Feng Zhun jumped up with a smile on his face for a moment, startling the passers-by in the corridor.

Finally, a sticky sentence came: "Good buddy, I love you!"

Du Heng felt chilly for a while, and finally sent him away.

It's ridiculous that he just realized the night before that he is a gay who has been hiding for many years, but now he doesn't think so at all.

Feng Zhun is not bad looking, so close, he will only get goose bumps all over his body.

Fuhe glanced at the jumping figure at the end of the corridor, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help teasing the man: "Officer, you were so good in middle school, it must be a good feeling to be able to associate with school girls."

Before leaving, Du Heng had nowhere to complain because he was wronged, and he had already begun to regret agreeing to Feng Zhun.

However, the young man couldn't let her go, and kept saying in his ear: "School beauty, she must be very beautiful, and there are not many people who pursue her. Being able to give you the contact information shows that there is such a little meaning in the first place. "

"Go and see the brain first." Du Heng couldn't bear it anymore, and finally stretched out two fingers to press Fuhe's forehead, and firmly escorted him into the consulting room.

Staring at the prickly hair in front of him, he softened his tone, "I'll tell you after the inspection."

"What do you want to say to me?" Fuhe half-stepped into the consulting room, tilting his head and asking curiously.

A little bit of vivid expression can make the whole face of the young man glow with dazzling light.

Du Heng thought helplessly: he is not gay, but he fell into the hands of a same sex.

The fingertips were warm and warm, and after taking them back, they put them on the side to rub secretly, and the thin lips moved: "I tell you, I have never dated the school belle."

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