At four o'clock in the afternoon, Geng Shaoran was fully dressed early, sitting on the sofa watching TV, holding a mobile phone in his hand, opening the information bar from time to time, scribing Ning Yong's name with his fingers, pursing his lips and smiling, his heart was so sweet that he died .

He waited anxiously, waiting for the person to call and tell him to go downstairs, but Ning Yong never called.

He sighed, and could only think that Ning Yong must be very busy. Men who are already working will always need to work overtime. After all, money is not so easy to earn. He didn't want to disturb him, so he had to continue to wait.

But after waiting for another half an hour, the time had pointed to 06:30, but no one came.

Could it be that you forgot?He became anxious, wouldn't Ning Yong be the kind of person who would not fulfill the agreement like this?

But...he smiled wryly—how well do you know him?He hasn't told you anything yet.

But going on like this is not an option, so he hesitated again and again, and still called Ning Yong.

This... seems to be the first time he called Ning Yong.

He was uneasy, there was no answering sound from the phone, let alone the sound of Ning Yong answering the phone, but a cold female voice said: "The user you dialed has turned off the phone, please call again later."

Geng Shaoran was taken aback, and immediately stood up, took a few steps in a panic, and sat back down again.

Nervous, he kept biting his fingers, not knowing what to do.

how so?At this time, he suddenly felt cold in his heart.

Ning Yong, it seems that except for a phone number, except for his gentle smile and doting tone, there is nothing else left by his side.

I don't know anything, the real ones, his relatives, his friends, his life, completely, totally ignorant.

He collapsed into the sofa, feeling suffocated, shouldn't he have such extravagant hopes?

My feelings are always failing, whether in the past or in the future, I'm afraid they will always fail, right?No matter how much you like, no matter how tempted you are, it will always fail in the end.

He waited silently for another three hours. Although he knew that it was impossible for Ning Yong to come after such a long time, he didn't want to wait. Maybe the other party was just in a hurry and would appear soon.

He comforted himself with a fluke mentality, maybe he would be able to remember this little agreement later, and then come to fulfill it.

His heartbeat was fast and slow, he was desperate and longing, such a small lie that made him feel extremely happy, it would be great if it could continue.

Until it was almost ten o'clock, Geng Shaoran pursed his lips and turned off the phone, then threw it aside, staggered back to the bedroom, and lay down again.

What kind of love, love, forget it.

Geng Shaoran, don't be so stupid anymore, how can a person like you be worthy of such a man?

He is handsome and majestic, gentle and considerate, and looks like a lot of gold. He should be matched with all kinds of sexy and gorgeous beauties. How can he be with such a dry man like you?

It's just playing with you.

When I saved you back then, I just didn't want to see death...

In a daze, he thought about starting to write a new article when he wakes up tomorrow. It’s impossible to be so decadent. People still have to live. To live, you need to eat, and to eat, you need to work hard to make money...

Just when he was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door.

It was very light at first, which made him think it was an illusion, but a few minutes later it suddenly rang, which startled Geng Shaoran.

He quickly got up and looked out through the door hole. It was very dark. The man was still wearing a black suit, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hanging by his side.

Seeing that there was no response from inside, the hand hanging by his side was lifted up and knocked on the door again.

Geng Shaoran's heart ached, he pressed against the door, tears were about to flow out.

Sliding down the door, he curled up and hugged himself in his thin arms, just like the man outside the door once did.

He desperately used his reason to stop himself - don't open the door!Just let him leave like this, you care too much about him, if this continues, you will be finished!

I don't know if he heard the sound of him coming, or he was sobbing too obviously, the man's voice was low and anxious: "Xiao Ran, open the door, I know you are here, open the door quickly, can you listen to my explanation?"

With drooping shoulders, Geng Shaoran opened the door weakly. He had already given up on himself, and he couldn't hide anyway, so why bother to struggle?

He likes this man so much, even if it's all deceit, even if it's just a joke, he still wants to see him again, listen to his deep voice, feel his warm palm on top of his head, these are enough for him...

Ning Yong walked in and closed the door casually, the room was dark with no lights on.

Geng Shaoran took two steps back, looking down at the other party's slender legs wrapped in trousers.

Ning Yong didn't seem to intend to turn on the light, but suddenly walked towards Geng Shaoran: "Why didn't you answer the phone? Do you know how worried I am?"

The figure pressed over steadily, making Geng Shaoran back again and again in fright, and Ning Yong didn't stop until he retreated to the wall and pressed against the wall tightly.

"..."

"I'll ask again, why didn't you answer the phone?" With his hands on the wall next to the boy's head, he lowered his head and asked.

Suddenly, all the grievances came to his throat, and Geng Shaoran was extremely uncomfortable. He asked tearfully, "...Why didn't you come? I've been waiting for you for so long..."

The man's face was blurred in the darkness, which made Geng Shaoran feel the pressure, making it difficult to breathe.

He didn't know what to do, he just felt it was unfair-why, why did he act like it was his fault when he missed the appointment?

"Sorry, baby, sorry." Hearing the boy's aggrieved tone and seeing his frightened eyes, Ning Yong stepped back carefully, pulled the boy over, and sat on the sofa. He rubbed his brows wearily and said: " You haven't answered the phone all the time, I'm worried that something happened to you, that's why you have such a big temper, don't be angry, okay? It's my fault, I shouldn't not contact you. "

"I was going to pick you up at five o'clock, but suddenly there is a case in the company that I need to deal with. The conference room is shielded from all signals, so the phone has been turned off. I will call you later, but you turned off the phone..."

After listening to his explanation, the boy seemed to relax a little, and his attitude was not as tough as before.

"Baby, why did you turn off the phone?" He asked in a soft voice, for fear of irritating the boy again.

"You...you forgot, you...you lied to me...I...I thought..." As he spoke, tears still rolled down, and he was crying out of breath.

"You little idiot..." Ning Yong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he hugged the boy into his arms, wiped his tears twice with his hands, but found that he couldn't wipe them clean, so he simply pressed the face that kept slipping out of tears into his chest: "No matter how angry you are in the future, don't turn off the phone. Do you know how worried I am?"

"I thought you were lying to me..." The boy grabbed the shirt on the back of his hand, his shoulders twitching.

When the man heard this, he burst out laughing, and held up the boy's face: "You are such a fool, I lied to you, what can I lie to you? Is it sex? But I haven't fooled it yet."

As soon as the boy heard his words, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he didn't know what to say. In the end, he punched him hard in the chest and hung his head.

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