same-sex repulsion 1

it's night

Halfway through autumn, the breeze has wrapped the dry and yellow leaves on the trees to the ground, blowing them again and again and letting them fall, making a crisp sound.

I can't say whether it is comfortable or more bleak and helpless.

After get off work time, Yang Guangcheng packed up the documents and drove away from the company.After shopping around in the supermarket, I just bought the necessities of life, coffee, oatmeal, cigarettes, and the vegetables I need to eat these days.

When I got home, I made two random dishes, and I couldn't say whether they were delicious or not.

He has no feeling for cooking, and there is no one who wants to cook for each other—maybe there used to be, he was very careless when he was learning how to cook, and he was even more careless when cooking.

Yang Guangcheng has a bad stomach, so when he buys vegetables, he chooses some easy to digest.

Very bland.

Always be alone.

I once read a question on the Internet, that is, what kind of loneliness can you endure? Do you watch TV alone, stay at home, or go shopping alone, watch movies alone, or go to surgery alone.

Yang Guangcheng looked at the messages left by many people on the monitor.

【I go!There is even one person who will perform the operation! 】

[QAQ I don't want to stay at home alone. 】

[At most, I would go to the supermarket alone. 】

......

He smiled, but it wasn't the usual kind, either casually, or so unruly that he didn't put everyone in his eyes.

A very ordinary, very "flat" smile.

He once, only came close to having surgery by himself.

As for now, it's not really "lonely"...

Suddenly, I felt a little sad.

He walked to the living room, opened the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked at it for a while.

I thought about it again, how could I not light a cigarette at this time? !

So Yang Guangcheng went to the coffee table again and looked through it.He dug out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

He squatted in front of the window in a disfigured manner, and just about to light a cigarette, he stood up abruptly.

Cigarettes, ashtrays.

He walked to the study, picked up the ashtray, hurried back to the French windows, put the ashtray away, and lit the cigarette.

Watching the light blue flame light up with the "bang" of the lighter, and then pass the flame to the smoke, replaced by a warm orange flame.

Yang Guangcheng sat cross-legged on the floor in comfortable and loose home clothes, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The coolness of the wooden floor, the coldness outside the window, and the scorching temperature of the fingertips that are more and more easily felt as the smoke burns are mixed together.There was smog in front of my eyes, as if everything was no longer clear and shrouded in smog.

In fact, it should have been like this.

He maintained the same posture for a long time, wandering in the sky, his thoughts flew far and far away uncontrollably, and there was a long, long, long time ago, which he didn't want to recall...

Outside the window, the sound of pattering rain and the dull sound of raindrops hitting the glass pulled him back from his thoughts.

He didn't know why, so he got up unconsciously, stepped on the cool wooden floor with his bare feet, like a child who was looking forward to the rain and wanted to play, he held the handle with his fingers and opened the window , head very close to the glass but not out of the window, feel the refreshing coolness, and the rain falls on the head.

Blinking, and looking out of the window, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and in some places even a rain curtain has formed, a mist of water.

Feeling that some rainwater had already entered the house, he closed the window, took away the ashtray, and put it in the study.

He didn't really want to work overtime, and his tasks were almost done, but Yang Guangcheng opened his briefcase, looked at the materials, and made sure there was nothing wrong before washing and going to bed.

Another night.

Hearing the alarm clock, getting up, washing, eating, everything was carried out quickly and orderly, but it was delayed for a while when changing clothes.

Although Yang Guangcheng usually wears a suit, but today is the day when the representative of SF company officially came to the company, and he has to explain the details of this cooperation case, so naturally he should pay more attention to it.

Came to the company early in the morning, opened the door, and saw Fang Yan applying lipstick to the small mirror on the desk.

His face was ferocious, and his expression was horrible.

Yang Guangcheng stood at the door, in a dilemma.

At this time, Fang Yan probably didn't want others to see her... After thinking about it for a while, she decided to act like she came to the office in a hurry and didn't notice anything, but he saw Fang Yan putting on lipstick from the corner of her eye. , eyes have been looking at him.

Sister Yan, if you look at me like this, I will have nightmares!

"Morning sister Yan."

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Yang Guangcheng stretched out his hand to say hello. Before the other party could react, he hurriedly said, "You put on lipstick slowly, and I'll make coffee, and I'll bring you a cup by the way."

Fang Yan had finished painting when Yang Guangcheng was speaking, her lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were fixed on the mirror, she didn't raise her head, "Come back."

"sister?"

"You should sit still," Fang Yan's tone was the same as usual, "I just put on lipstick and opened my mouth wide. Why did I scare you like this?"

"It's not that I haven't seen you put on lipstick, and you haven't painted it with this... effect."

Fang Yan glared at him, "Isn't it because it rained last night, I walked in a hurry today, and I wore my contact lenses backwards on the road."

"Oh..."

"Tell me about you." Fang Yan didn't look up, but lowered her head and opened the drawer to find something. The drawer must be quite messy, and the things were rattled by her, "I'm ashamed to say that I went out to make coffee! It's not like the company doesn't have coffee. machine, you drink the instant one every day! Give me the instant one too!"

Yang Guangcheng felt a little guilty at the moment, "Sister, I was wrong. I didn't do it because I made it with a coffee machine, and it's not as delicious as instant. Besides, how can you make it so well."

Through his contacts with Fang Yan and others, Yang Guangcheng discovered the first principle of treating women - sweet mouth.

This is very important!

Fang Yan was very happy after hearing this, "You are the only one with sweet lips!"

He closed the drawer with a "bang", picked up the cup, stepped on high heels, walked to Yang Guangcheng's desk very calmly, put a small box on Yang Guangcheng's desk, "Well, it's for you."

"For me?" Yang Guangcheng couldn't remember what special day it was today, neither his own birthday nor Fang Yan's birthday, so...?

"I think you're going to give a report today, and you're all dressed so formally, you should also dress up, young man."

Yang Guangcheng opened the box.

It's a tie clip.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you," Fang Yan didn't care too much, "I just remembered it too." She took Yang Guangcheng's cup casually, "I always have a spare thing in the drawer, or I will forget Fu Jiancheng's birthday one day , I will suffer."

Yang Guangcheng looked into Fang Yan's eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

"No, Cheng Cheng, don't shock me." Fang Yan pretended to cover her eyes, but there were still two cups in her hand, so she couldn't do it, "Your sister and I are not strong enough, I still have a master, Be careful, Brother Fu will put a sack on you and beat you up in the middle of the night, I know best about his narrow-mindedness."

With that said, he walked out of the office.

The report was scheduled to start at ten o'clock. Yang Guangcheng fastened his tie clip, turned on the computer and familiarized himself with the ppt and copywriting.

It's ten o'clock.

Yang Guangcheng came to the conference room early to ensure that there were no problems with the printed and distributed materials and documents.

The manager walked into the conference room with representatives and persons in charge of SF Company, and sat down one by one by name.

After everyone was ready, Yang Guangcheng began to explain.

"Hello everyone, I am Yang Guangcheng, the person in charge and chief planner of the company's cooperation with SF Company. In the next period of time, I am honored to be able to communicate and cooperate with everyone here. I also hope that through this cooperation, There can be further development. What I want to do next is a general introduction to this cooperation project. The main materials are on your right hand side. If you have any questions, please ask them after the introduction. If the materials are not enough... "

Yang Guangcheng was able to handle the stage with ease, and completed the introduction through materials and ppt files.He has a lot of experience on stage, whether it is giving speeches or giving various reports, so he will not be stage fright.

Only this time, in the company, he was introduced as the person in charge for the first time.With greater power comes greater responsibility.Opportunities and challenges coexist, which makes Yang Guangcheng very excited.

Yang Guangcheng didn't feel it when he was on the stage, but he found himself sweating a little when he got off the stage.

ah!My very expensive shirts and suits!

I also feel a little sore throat and dizzy head.

Could it be... a cold?

In all likelihood, it is because my brain was flooded yesterday, so I put my brain in the water...

As soon as the idea of ​​"I'm sick" arises, I immediately feel that the condition is more serious.Yang Guangcheng didn't know if this was a psychological hint he gave himself, or if he was really sick and a little serious.

He felt his head getting heavy and his eyelids were getting hot.

Have a fever?

...

Sure enough, if you don't die, you won't die.

After the meeting, at noon, everyone had a normal meal in the company and decided to go out to socialize in the evening.When Yang Guangcheng returned to the office after eating, he hurriedly took out the cold medicine and drank it with water.

I don't know if it's easy to use or not, after all, I can't be absent from the evening entertainment.

In the evening, Yang Guangcheng didn't feel his symptoms eased, so he cheered up and chatted with the person in charge of SF company at the wine table. Fortunately, the manager was there to help him.

But in the end, I still drank a lot, but didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food.

He knew that something like this would happen, so he didn't drive over. The hotel of the person in charge of the other party was right here.So he sent them back first, and then stood on the side of the road to take a taxi.

Autumn is already very cool, and the wind at night is even more so.Talking, laughing and drinking in the restaurant, I didn't think it was cold at first, but when the wind blows and I drink... my mind is dizzy and sleepy.In a daze, I saw a luxury car passing by. After all, City C is also very economically developed, and luxury cars are not uncommon. Sometimes there are a few in the company's underground parking lot, and they can be seen on the road, some are low-key, and some are ostentatious.This car is considered quite satisfactory. Yang Guangcheng took a look and guessed that there are not many cars in city C. The body is not ostentatious, but the logo is...

But surprisingly, Yang Guangcheng thought, why is it a little familiar?

An empty car on the side of the road was coming towards him, and the driver honked his horn.He just came back to his senses, opened the door, and hurriedly got into the car.

And the luxury car stopped at the entrance of the hotel.The doorman graciously opened the car door, and a man in a camel trench coat stepped down and walked towards the person in charge in the lobby. "General manager." The person in charge was not surprised when he saw the general manager, but just greeted him.

"Where are the people from the other company?"

"We just finished eating and they just left."

... "Oh, then you guys have a good rest, I'll go back first."

The author has something to say:

Sleepy!