look at me

Chapter 17 He can hear footsteps even without the chapter header

None of the employees of the company had ever been to Fu Gangqiang's house, not even the male subordinates, let alone the female subordinates.Fu Gangqiang never played the trick of rabbits eating grass by the side of the nest, and kept a distance from all the female commune members.

Office romances have a unique charm for some married men, and the young female members are full of youthful fragrance, which attracts middle-aged men to fall one after another.

But it doesn't include Fu Gangqiang who doesn't understand the style.

"The house is a bit messy, you sit on the sofa first." Fu Gangqiang used his feet to "drip" a path for Bai Chuan. Advertising leaflets, newspapers, clothes, and socks were scattered on the ground. In some places, the floor below could not be seen.

"I don't come back often, and the house has not been cleaned up."

Fu Gangqiang worked overtime every day, and he didn't like to go home. After having such a convenient place to catch up on sleep at Bai Chuan's house, his house was completely abandoned.Occasionally when I go home, I also fall asleep after drinking, press the washing machine when I wake up, and hang the clothes to dry before going out.

As a result, the home is like an empty house that has been unoccupied for a long time, with no place to stay in a mess.

Bai Chuan looked at the furnishings in the room curiously. There was not much furniture, just a set of sofas and a TV. The room was full of mess.

Bai Chuan glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and he could see a double bed and a wardrobe, the furnishings were simpler than those of an express hotel.The kitchen is also very simple, with two pots, one wok and one soup pot, and only three seasoning boxes, salt, sugar, and chili powder.

Seeing Bai Chuan stretching his neck to look around, Fu Gangqiang put down his briefcase and said, "Look around, there aren't many things. I lived in this house before I got married, and I threw away a lot of things when I got married." After the divorce, he didn't buy any new ones. The only luxury is a robot vacuum. Due to too many obstacles on the ground, the robot vacuum has been unemployed for a whole year. It has been squatting at the charging port. Fu Gangqiang is afraid that it will explode up.

After getting approval, Bai Chuan walked towards the bedroom.

"There may be socks on the floor of the bedroom. They are clean, and it's okay to step on them." Fu Gangqiang collects the clean clothes casually, and sometimes throws them on the bed when he doesn't have time. He will tidy them up slowly when he returns home next time. .

Why throw it on the bed?Because he can't sleep without tidying it up, if he throws it on the sofa, he can pile it there forever.

It can be said that in the whole room, only the bed in the bedroom is a piece of pure land, and even the top of the wardrobe is covered with a pile of miscellaneous things.

Fu Gangqiang unbuttoned the collar and cuffs of his shirt, and followed Bai Chuan to visit his messy room.It's a bit like the dormitory inspection in college, which made him a little nervous.

Following Bai Chuan's line of sight, Fu Gangqiang raised his hand and took off the things on the wardrobe: "There are cigarettes and chewing gum on it." There were more than a dozen packs of cigarettes piled up on the wardrobe, some of which he bought himself, and others gave them as gifts.

"When you wake up in the morning, or want to smoke before going to bed at night, you can touch it as soon as you raise your hand." Fu Gangqiang explained why he put the cigarette here: "It is easy to find it in other places, so it is convenient."

Bai Chuan nodded, seeming to understand what he said: "There are...a lot of things in the minister's house." There is no empty space everywhere you look.

Fu Gangqiang raised his eyebrows: "Will you bury me?"

Bai Chuan shook his head with a smile, seeing the sloppy Fu Gangqiang, he was in a particularly good mood for some reason, and even felt that such a Fu Gangqiang was like a child.

"Single men's homes are like this. Your home is cleaned." Fu Gangqiang said.

Bai Chuan joked: "When I was studying abroad alone, there were not so many things in the room." It was not so messy either.

Fu Gangqiang smiled and nodded to Bai Chuan's forehead: "You are the director of the arrangement."

Bai Chuan avoided with a smile, and took two quick steps: "Leaders should also listen to the opinions of the masses."

Fu Gangqiang was tall and had long legs, so he caught up with him in one step, and lightly grabbed Bai Chuan's neck from behind.

Bai Chuan shrunk his neck itchyly, and his light brown hair shook slightly with a smile.

"If the masses have any opinions, please say it again." Fu Gangqiang grabbed the back of Bai Chuan's neck and joked.

As the two of them got closer, the perfume on Bai Chuan's body drifted over faintly, and lightly penetrated into Fu Gangqiang's nostrils. Bai Chuan rarely smiled so wide, his ears and neck turned red, and his snow-white skin Dyed in bright colors.

Bai Chuan's eyes were slightly wet, and he looked sideways at Fu Gangqiang with his long and narrow eyes, raised his hands and said, "It's wrong, the masses have no objections."

Facing Bai Chuan's eyes, Fu Gang let go of his hand like a conditioned reflex.

After letting go, Fu Gangqiang realized that his actions were a bit inexplicable and seemed abrupt. He patted Bai Chuan on the shoulder as if nothing had happened: "The leader is generous, please forgive me." He walked towards the refrigerator and turned back to ask Bai Chuan: "Coke or water?"

Bai Chuan put his hands on the back of his neck, and the aftertaste of his laughter made his voice slightly undulating: "Drink water."

"Okay, you sit on the sofa and wait."

"correct,"

Fu Gangqiang came over, handed Bai Chuan a bottle of mineral water, pushed the things on the sofa aside, and sat down himself: "There will be a fireworks display the day after tomorrow, you haven't seen it, have you?"

Last year's fireworks festival, Bai Chuan and Fu Gangqiang were both busy with work. They originally wanted to go to the sales department together, and then go for a drink after watching, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. When it came to the fireworks festival, most of them didn't make it, so they could only stand Take a few glances from a distance in front of the company's window.

Bai Chuan started working after returning from studying abroad. This year is only the second year, and he has never been there once.

"I didn't go last year. You should go and see it this year. There will be performances, which are very interesting." Fu Gangqiang suggested.

Bai Chuan worked very hard, and Fu Gangqiang even felt that as long as he worked overtime throughout last year, Bai Chuan must have been by his side, and there was no such thing as a private life at all.

"Young people don't keep busy with work, but also enrich their spare time life."

Bai Chuan looked at Fu Gangqiang and asked, "For example?"

Fu Gangqiang: "That's too much. Ask girls out for dinner, watch a movie, and drive along the seaside road. Can't your car be turned into an open top? Don't waste it. Another example is planning a short-term trip. Your annual leave is approaching. It took three days in 20 days, right? Which of these is not more interesting than looking at the computer."

Bai Chuan unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and said, "Why is that minister facing the computer all day? Your annual leave will be voided." The company's annual leave is emptied every two years, and Fu Gangqiang's annual leave from the previous year still has eight days of useless time. It will be voided.

"That's different." Fu Gangqiang shook his hand.

"What's different?" Bai Chuan took a sip of water and said, "The minister is also single, so he should arrange some leisure activities for himself."

Thinking is one thing, doing is another.

Although Fu Gangqiang has let go of his previous marriage, he still has no plans to ask girls out on a date, at least not in the short term.

At his age, new girls are all for one goal, to get married.

Most of the women have the same idea. It cannot be said that this is not good, but it always makes people feel tired. If the purpose is too clear, it will lose a lot of fun.

Fu Gangqiang: "My situation is special, so I can't be in a hurry." He turned his stiff neck, sitting in the office every day, his shoulders and necks were all numb.

"Sore shoulders?"

"You are still young, and you will be like this when you reach my age." Fu Gangqiang squeezed his shoulder with one hand.

Bai Chuan put down the mineral water bottle: "I can press it, can I press it for you?"

Fu Gangqiang was dubious: "You still know this?"

"I often go for massages, and I will get used to it after a long time."

Bai Chuan got up and walked behind Fu Gangqiang, put his hands on Fu Gangqiang's thick shoulders slowly, massaged slowly, and asked, "Is the strength okay?"

Through the thin white shirt, Fu Gangqiang's body temperature spread to Bai Chuan's warm palm. Fu Gangqiang's muscle felt very hard, like a lump of meat. Bai Chuan used his fingertips and palm to massage Rubbing back and forth.

Fu Gangqiang didn't expect Bai Chuan to press really well, his hands were not too strong, and his brows were relaxed.

"Just the right grip, yes. A little bit to the right."

Bai Chuan said: "Minister, your shoulders are too hard, I will rub them for you when I have free time."

"No, it doesn't look good in the company." Bai Chuan ran to the office every day to help him rub his shoulders. If someone saw him, he would definitely say that Bai Chuan was flattering, which would have a bad influence on the two of them.

"Introduce me to the massage parlor you often go to." Fu Gang said strongly.

Bai Chuan lowered his eyes and let out a "hmm".

Perhaps it was because Bai Chuan was pressing too comfortably, Fu Gangqiang chatted with him, his eyelids began to droop, and he fell asleep at some point.

When he woke up, Bai Chuan had already gone home.

Fu Gangqiang got up from the sofa, lit a cigarette, and checked his phone, it was 24:[-] in the morning.

Bai Chuan's last message is two points, the content is: I'm home, good night, Minister.

Fu Gangqiang pulled the ashtray on the coffee table to flick the ash, and replied: Good morning, the massage technique is good.

Putting down his phone, Fu Gangqiang realized that he was still wearing a shirt and trousers when he was massaged last night. Why is he wearing a bottoming shirt and boxer briefs now?Even the socks were taken off.

Did he get up in the middle of the night to take it off?

Putting the problem behind him, Fu Gangqiang walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

In fact, after watching Fu Gangqiang fall asleep last night, Bai Chuan gently took off his clothes, took his shirt and trousers and walked into the bathroom.

Bai Chuan sat on the edge of the bathtub, hugged the clothes Fu Gangqiang had taken off, buried his face in it, and breathed in the smell of him.

It didn't smell good, the smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed with sweat, but Bai Chuan's cheeks flushed when he smelled it.

In the blink of an eye, it is the day after tomorrow.

There will be no change in work because of the fireworks display today. Fu Gangqiang will continue to work until nightfall. He glances at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and it is already past seven o'clock.

Looking out of the office, there were several people still working. Fu Gangqiang's gaze slid past the others and landed on Bai Chuan.

The fireworks show starts at eight o'clock, so if you drive there now, you should still have time.

Thinking that Bai Chuan had never been there, Fu Gangqiang sent him a message: When does work end?

The phone vibrated, Bai Chuan casually glanced at it, and saw the sender was stunned for a moment. He didn't look back, and turned on the phone. Fu Gangqiang watched his fingers move slightly, and in the next second, he received the reply.

"Saving, it's over."

When Fu Gangqiang first joined the company, he went to the fireworks festival with his colleagues. He watched the fireworks while drinking beer, and there were singing and dancing performances. It was very lively.

It seems a little weird that two people go to watch the fireworks, or two men go alone.

But the leader took his subordinates to watch the fireworks, and it seemed to be nothing.

Fu Gangqiang wrote back: To see the fireworks?

Bai Chuan: Okay, I also added a Shiba Inu expression "go play".

Fu Gangqiang thought that Bai Chuan's mother also liked to use Shiba Inu's emoticons, and it turned out that Bai Chuan also liked it.

After packing up his things, Fu Gangqiang walked out of the office, and other overtime workers raised their heads to say hello: "Thank you, Minister."

Fu Gangqiang nodded: "Go home early and be safe."

Fu Gangqiang went out of the office door first, he slowed down a little, and after a while another footstep followed. Hearing this sound, even if he didn't turn his head, he knew that the person behind him was Bai Chuan.

This is the tacit understanding between the two of them when they are very familiar with each other.

Fu Gangqiang pressed the door open button, and the two entered the elevator one after the other, and the elevator door closed slowly.

When the elevator started to descend, Bai Chuan asked, "Take my car?"

Fu Gangqiang: "I'll drive."

He and Bai Chuan rode together, nine out of ten times Bai Chuan drove the car, and one time Bai Chuan picked him up from the wine shop to go home.

"Today I will be the driver." Fu Gangqiang said with a smile.

The author has something to say:

Destined "diabetic romance" lol

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