same-sex repulsion 1

Facing your lover whom you haven't seen in seven years, what will you think the moment your eyes meet?

The next day

It is rare for Yan Ming to get up very early.

In the past, he basically relied on the alarm clock to wake him up every day, or was woken up by the phone because of some urgent business.

He thought he would have no sleep last night, but it was rare to have a dreamless night.

Haven't slept so well in a long time.

After he got dressed, he saw that the door of Yang Guangcheng's room was still closed.

I drank too much yesterday... I'm probably still sleeping.

I don't know what happened to his stomach.

He found the medicine box on the coffee table.I simply sorted out the other messy medicines.

Three times a day, one capsule each time.

I wrote down the name of the medicine, and easily found the electric kettle in the kitchen to boil water.He opened the sliding door of the refrigerator and took a look.

Why are there only a few eggs and a bag of toast.

He pursed his lips, took out his phone, and ordered breakfast.

While waiting for breakfast to arrive, I simply cleaned up the house.

"President Yan..."

After Yang Guangcheng got up, he pushed open the bedroom door with sleepiness and was about to go to the kitchen for a glass of water, but he saw Yan Ming who was mopping the floor.

He was only wearing a shirt, the cuffs were loosely rolled up, revealing the wrist watch on his left wrist, his head was slightly lowered, and his side face was clearly defined under the sunlight.

He... hasn't changed.

Even in these seven years, Yan Ming has experienced experiences and growth that he didn't know about, and his temperament has become more mature, but these are only shown in his inadvertent every move, which is memorable.

It is largely unchanged.

Including the watch on his hand.

For a moment, he seemed to go back to seven years ago, and he was still that carefree boy, enjoying the pampering and care of his lover with peace of mind.

Never thought that one day we would be separated.

Like a stranger.

"Wake up? I ordered breakfast and it will be delivered later."

Yan Ming didn't call him by his name, and his gentle and relaxed tone remained the same as before.

"Well, it's troublesome."

Only Yang Guangcheng himself broke the illusion.

His face was a little haggard.

Anyone who suffers from stomach pain for most of the night will be tired the next day.

"There's warm water in the cup on the tea table, drink it."

Yan Ming didn't stop what he was doing.The smooth lines of the muscles in the arms appear and disappear with the movement, until the whole living room becomes clean.

He took the mop to the bathroom, washed his hands before coming out.

Yang Guangcheng sat on the sofa, sipping water with a cup in his hand.

"Does your stomach... still hurt?"

Yan Ming walked over and sat down beside Yang Guangcheng.Not as close as last night, but at a distance.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yang Guangcheng put down the water glass, "It's been a long time for me, it's fine."

"Why are you still..." Yan Ming stopped talking by himself, and restrained himself from withdrawing the hand that was stretched out and unconsciously wanted to wrap around Yang Guangcheng's shoulder.

The phone rings.

"Hello? Well, that's right, okay, you can send it up. Sorry for the trouble, thank you."

Yan Ming stood up, "I'll open the door, breakfast is here."

He walked to the entrance and opened the door, and took the two boxes from the delivery man.

Put it on the dining table, open it, and take out the porridge and vegetables inside.

"You have a bad stomach, I ordered the health-preserving porridge."

"Well, thank you."

There are not many breakfasts ordered by Yan Ming, but everything is exquisite.The two of them didn't eat fast, but they also ate their breakfast cleanly——Yan Ming ordered a little more than the food for the two of them.

After breakfast, the two changed their clothes separately.

Because some of the clothes in the closet are ready-made clothes and some are custom-made, and Yan Ming is taller than Yang Guangcheng, so there are no suitable clothes.

But Yan Ming didn't care much.

After fastening his tie in front of the mirror, he adjusted it with some dissatisfaction. He turned around and looked at Yang Guangcheng who just came out of the room with a briefcase.

"I didn't drive here, so please take me to the company."

"our company?"

"Well," Yan Ming took out his phone and glanced at it, "I still have some things to do."

"it is good."

Although he was promoted to be a manager and had his own parking space in the underground parking lot, Yang Guangcheng still parked his car in the outdoor open-air parking lot.

In the design of the company's parking lot, part of it is also considered for other people who visit, so there are many parking spaces, and there is no need to worry about the situation that someone has no space to park.

Yang Guangcheng kept his eyes on all the way.

He doesn't have any special habits or style of driving, he neither seeks stability nor blindly pursues speed. Due to a man's natural interest and hobbies in cars, he is proficient enough even though he hasn't owned his own car for a long time.

He had never driven so "intentionally".

The man beside him was restrained by the seat belt, leaning on the back of the chair contentedly, with his hands relaxed on his lap, and looking ahead, as if he was looking at things on the road.

And Yang Guangcheng sat upright, holding the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes and even his peripheral vision did not dare to cast an inch in Yan Ming's direction.

What a torment...

Obviously want to see it, but just don't.

Yang Guangcheng at this moment is like a child who wants to eat candy but has to turn his head away from the candy.

The two got out of the car and walked into the office building together.

The front desk lady greeted Yang Guangcheng as usual, but was surprised when she saw Yan Ming.

"Yan... President Yan."

"Ah."

Maintaining the same pace as Yang Guangcheng, Yan Ming did not stop, maintaining a gentle smile on his face, and nodded as a gesture.

Yang Guangcheng stepped into the elevator first, pressed the button to open the door and waited for Yan Ming.

"President Yan..."

"Me too."

"it is good."

Yang Guangcheng pressed the button for his own floor, feeling a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator reached the designated floor.

Yan Ming moved his hand, but still didn't lift it.The two stood face to face at the elevator door, their gazes intersected, and the smile on Yan Ming's face deepened, but Yang Guangcheng lowered his head all of a sudden, avoiding the other's gaze.

"Okay, I still have something to do, I'll go first."

With a smile in Yan Ming's tone, he finally raised his hand to help Yang Guangcheng turn up the collar of his untied coat, and then smoothed Yang Guangcheng's hair very naturally.

Turn away.

Yang Guangcheng watched Yan Ming leave and saw him enter the office of the chairman of the company.

Yan Ming only wore a suit to the bar yesterday, and he was still dressed like this this morning. It was almost winter, and even Yang Guangcheng, who paid more attention to "grace", had to wear a coat, but he didn't An expression of what feels cold.

The corners of Yang Guangcheng's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't notice it.

The planning department and the chairman's office are on the same floor, in two directions of the elevator.

Yang Guangcheng turned around and walked back to the planning department with his briefcase.

The manager's office is in the office room of the planning department, so he walked into the office as before, but was stopped by Fang Yan's eyes.

"How's it going?"

Today, because he ate breakfast seriously and Yan Ming, he arrived earlier than before, and Fang Yan's bloody mouth had already finished applying lipstick.

It's not time to go to work, she is holding a coffee cup in her hand, and she is sitting in an elegant posture, as if she is sitting in an elegant coffee shop, with a comfortable chair under her buttocks instead of a hard office chair in the office.

Although there is only instant coffee in the cup.

What can be seen on the computer at the desk is the cooperation plan and the morning news page.

Yang Guangcheng looked at Fang Yan with a gentle tone, "I'm already healed, and you know that this is an old problem."

Yang Guangcheng always had a straight face before, but after entering university, he tried to change. His personality became a lot more cheerful, and he laughed whenever he wanted. Obviously.

He didn't need to hide and cover up.

Someone judged him a long time ago.

"Compared to the serious and indifferent iceberg that won't melt for thousands of years, you are more suitable to express yourself. If you always laugh like this, I guess no one will compare you with that pretending school girl in the next class."

At that time?

Yang Guangcheng remembered smiling.

"Even if I don't smile, I'm more handsome than him."

My heart is actually gritting my teeth.

Ahhh, whoever compares me with the so-and-so in the class next door is too disrespectful!

And now he.

Every time he looked at himself in the mirror, there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he didn't feel how outstanding his appearance was, or anything else.

But every time he walked with other people, the reception lady at the company's front desk had a brighter smile.

That's right, uncle, I am so handsome hahaha.

"You still have a lot to do."

Fang Yan opened the news page without looking back, but she no longer kept Yang Guangcheng.There is still the habitual nagging that even a beautiful woman can't suppress.

Ok.

It is a "kind reminder".

"You still have a lot of work, don't waste me here."

"I'm leaving."

Yang Guangcheng walked towards the small door leading to the manager's office with his briefcase, and habitually looked back in Fang Yan's direction.

[XX Daily Morning News]

The xx regulations will be implemented nationwide on November 11.

The vicious robbery in E City was solved within 24 hours.

The famous entrepreneur Ji Changxing cut the ribbon for an event in City A.

According to insiders, a certain star allowed others to take drugs.

......

Fang Yan sat behind her desk to browse the news, the page was pulled down to the bottom, and the top news no longer appeared.

Yang Guangcheng turned his head, his face that had been smiling just now turned frosty.

It's just that no one sees it.

He returned to the office, sorted out the documents sent by his assistant, took out the computer in the bag, started it, opened the news page, and browsed one by one.

When he saw the ribbon-cutting, the man was smiling vigorously, behind him seemed to be a well-dressed woman smiling at the camera...

He lowered his head weakly and buried his face in his palms.

The author has something to say:

It's New Year's Eve today!

There is another chapter on OvO

If I can code another chapter in the afternoon, I will release it

After all, I have to post during the New Year|. ?ω?)っ◆