same-sex repulsion 1

Feeling the pain in his stomach, Yang Guangcheng put his hand on his stomach indiscriminately, hoping to relieve it.

The drinking party was coming to an end, everyone was almost drunk, and they all looked drunk. Some people from SF company and their company even hooked up shoulder to shoulder, and they didn't know when their relationship became so good.

Yan Ming drank a lot of wine, but at the moment he didn't show much drunkenness.He was still smiling slightly, looking at the people on the wine table.

He looks so easy and approachable, but the real him is the one who gives people a kind of intimidation that can be mastered.

Too bad no one noticed.

Really... I forgot to bring medicine today.

This kind of pain, like the stomach turned over by itself, was uncontrollable. Yang Guangcheng pursed his lips, clenched his hands into fists, and tried his best to cover it up by his legs.

But still couldn't hide his pale face.

He slowly stood up from his seat, and smiled unnaturally, "I've almost eaten enough, let's leave it at that for today, we will have a meeting on Monday, we'll talk about the specifics at that time."

It's really uncomfortable to be drunk, everyone nodded in agreement, after leaving the hotel, the people from the SF company returned to the hotel, and the people from their company also took taxis to go home.

The only ones left were Fang Yan, Yang Guangcheng, his assistant, a person from the public relations department who was on the way with Fang Yan, and Yan Ming.

When the people in SF Company were almost gone, Fang Yan hurried to find a nearby pharmacy to buy medicine for Yang Guangcheng.

I was stopped by the assistant.

"Sister Fang," the assistant's surname is Chen. She has just graduated from university and has only been an intern in the company for more than two months, and she has not yet reached the probation period.He is handsome and not tall, and he still has the vigor and vitality of being in college.Like a piece of rough jade, it has not been polished smooth by society, people's hearts and interests.

Compared with people like Yang Guangcheng and Fang Yan, who are not old-fashioned, but have indeed been tempered, there is still a big difference.

He was still a little embarrassed about stopping Fang Yan, but he still said: "It's too late now, sister, you should go back early. The manager still has me here,"

Fang Yan was actually too embarrassed to ask her colleagues to wait for her, but she was really worried about Yang Guangcheng, so she was busy at both ends.

"Well, Xiao Chen, the manager will trouble you to take care of it." A colleague reached out and stopped a taxi - late at night, there are many empty cars on the road.

Fang Yan did not forget to tell Yang Guangcheng before getting into the car, "Take your medicine quickly, or go to the hospital..."

In fact, Yang Guangcheng just had a stomach problem, and it was really difficult, but at this time, even if there was one more person, it would be of no use.

He really doesn't like to go to the hospital, and Fang Yan knows this, so even though she may wish him to go to the hospital for a checkup, she doesn't say it...

This time it might be the fault of eating spicy food, or drinking too much... It's not that he doesn't know that this thing hurts his health, but...

It hurts, but it's really not that serious.

He still knows best about his own body. He will be fine after taking some medicine and paying more attention later.

"Xiao Chen, you should go home too..."

"No, manager, I promise Sister Fang."

The little assistant was also very concerned about him, holding on to Yang Guangcheng's arm and not letting go. "Manager, let me take you home."

"Actually no..."

Before he could finish his refusal, Yan Ming spoke from the side.

"It's okay, you go back first. I'll just take Manager Yang back."

"Boss Yan, how can I bother you..."

The assistant insisted on sending Yang Guangcheng back. After all, they were worried about Yang Guangcheng, so they didn't say much, and the three of them took a taxi to Yang Guangcheng's home.

Yang Guangcheng turned sideways, took out the community door card and key from his pocket, and put them in Yan Ming's hands.

Yan Ming opened the door, and then naturally supported Yang Guangcheng's other arm.

He was tall, a little taller than Yang Guangcheng, and it was a lot easier to lift him up.In such a posture, Yang Guangcheng felt uncomfortable leaning against his assistant.

He shifted his center of gravity, and Yan Ming let Yang Guangcheng lean on him, putting most of his weight on him.

The assistant is free on the sidelines, in fact, two people are enough in such a situation.He also wanted to help, but he didn't know what to do better.When he came to the manager's house for the first time, he was not familiar with anything, let alone messing with things.

Somewhat awkwardly, he stood beside Yang Guangcheng.

Watching the manager being supported by President Yan and slowly sitting on the sofa.

After that, Mr. Yan wanted to stand up, but the manager's hand suddenly appeared on his arm.

"It hurts..." Yang Guangcheng was indeed in pain.

He didn't feel relieved, but intensified, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his lips lost all blood.

The hand holding Yan Ming's arm was also weak.

But don't want him to leave.

Yan Ming didn't insist on leaving, but maintained his standing posture, stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead gently.

"I won't go, I'll get you medicine..."

"Xiao Chen..." Yang Guangcheng raised his head slightly, "Under the tea table...the water is also there."

Xiao Chen brought water and a medicine box, Yang Guangcheng found out his most commonly used medicine, poured out two pills and swallowed them with water.

Yan Ming didn't want to go away anymore, but sat on the sofa next to Yang Guangcheng.

The posture of the two of them is indescribably harmonious.

Also incomparable tacit understanding.

Although the medicine was taken, the effect would not be quick. Yang Guangcheng simply cleaned the medicine box, closed the lid, looked at his assistant who was looking at him with concern, and smiled.

"It's an old problem."

Yan Ming's body stiffened for a moment after hearing these words.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine after taking the medicine." He glanced at Yan Ming, who didn't seem to want to leave, "Boss Yan and I have some private matters to discuss, so I won't keep you, it's too late now about you...."

After Yan Ming listened, he took out his mobile phone, "I'll have someone send him back..."

The assistant got up quickly, and there was nothing to pack, "No, thank you, Mr. Yan, I'll just go out and take a taxi..."

Yang Guangcheng didn't say anything else, "Then you must pay attention to safety, and you can text or call me when you get home."

"Okay, then I'm leaving, goodbye."

With that said, Xiao Chen walked out of Yang Guangcheng's house and closed the door gently.

Before closing the door, he habitually took a look inside. It would be extremely inconsistent for two people like this to be placed on other people, but they are extremely harmonious.

Yan Ming, and Yang Guangcheng, the two of them thought that their posture would change after the assistant left, but the atmosphere froze there strangely.

Neither of them moved.

The atmosphere froze here like this, neither of them said a word, but there were thousands of words in the eye contact.

it is more than words.

Who remembered the past, and who reached out to the other party gently but firmly.

Even if you don't know whether the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the mountains are high and the water is long, or the abyss.

There is a fog shrouded in the back, so I can't see clearly.

Yan Ming still took action.

He gently smoothed Yang Guangcheng's forehead hair which was wet with cold sweat.Gently touch the skin of the forehead with the thumb, slowly rubbing it.

He hardly drank any alcohol during the banquet, and he didn't eat much food. He put down his chopsticks after tasting a little of everything.

Maybe it's because I prepared my clothes before going out. I didn't spray perfume on my body, but there was a faint smell on my body. It said that the smell was a bit weird, but it was too frivolous to say that it was the fragrance.

A reassuring breath.

Yang Guang seemed to be bewitched, the pain on his body was infinitely magnified by the touch of Yan Ming's fingers on his forehead, his whole body was enveloped in such aura, and he stared at Yan Ming intently.

Watching his head lowered bit by bit, even if his handsome face was enlarged, he couldn't find any dead spots.

There are slightly plump lips printed on the forehead.

a kiss.

It was just pasted for a while, and then left without a trace, but there were countless emotions mixed in it, which were better than all the intense words and actions, and better than that kind of passionate kiss between lips and teeth.

Without any words, although it is extremely complicated, Yang Guangcheng can understand it deeply and deeply.

Because he also has the same feeling.

Yang Guangcheng gently closed his eyes.

His eyes were a little wet, a little sour and swollen, and he was afraid that he would show a little weakness uncontrollably.

The "indifference" and the alienation that he kept trying so hard to keep from being thousands of miles away actually disappeared the moment he saw Yan Ming.After seven years of hard work every day, the heart is completely unarmed and unarmored.

A crushing defeat.

Yang Guangcheng had to admit that no matter what happened, his and Yan Ming's past, the things they experienced together, the joy, sadness, and pain they experienced...all can't be erased.

Because it did happen.

He loved Yan Ming, and he still loves Yan Ming.

All the "letting go", "releasing", and "doesn't matter" that he thought after the separation were just "he thought".

Even if the damage caused by Yan Ming still exists, even if it can be repaired, it can never be erased or covered up.

What happened is what happened.

However, no matter how deep the wound was, it was not as deep as "Yan Ming" in his heart.

"How is it now? Are you feeling better?"

"Well, much better."

Yang Guangcheng opened his eyes again, but the expected bright light from the chandelier in the living room did not dazzle his eyes.

Yan Ming's hands lightly covered his eyes.

"Then rest."

Yan Ming nodded.

"You sleep..."

"Is there a guest room? If not, I can just sleep on the sofa."

Yang Guangcheng didn't look up at Yan Ming.Both of them have now stood up from the sofa.

There were a lot of things piled up on the coffee table, but he didn't want to clean them up now.

"There is a guest room, I'll take you there. I'll find you the towel and toothbrush later."

"Well, thank you."

After the two of them washed up one after another, Yang Guangcheng found out another set of his pajamas - Yan Ming was taller than him, and it was a bit small to wear.

After saying good night, we went back to our respective rooms.Yang Guangcheng tossed and turned in bed.

Yan Ming faced the ceiling with his eyes open.

After a while, he let out a long sigh.

Close your eyes.