look at me

In late autumn, the days gradually become shorter.

Just after six o'clock in the afternoon, the color of the clouds on the horizon gradually deepened, slowly melting into an indelible crimson purple.

When Fu Gangqiang returned to the company, the sky was covered with stars.

He bought a can of iced coffee at the convenience store on the first floor of the company, and he got into the smoking room next to him.

After lighting a cigarette, Fu Gangqiang opened the lid of the coffee can, took a big gulp, and then exhaled slowly.

Glancing at his watch, it was almost nine o'clock. He had just checked the information group of the sales department, and all his subordinates had already gone home.

As the end of the year approached, all the staff in the sales department were busy with their feet on the ground, and Fu Gangqiang was overloaded with work every day.

This week alone, he has traveled three times.

Open the message group of the sales department, and the last message is "The form has been sent to the mailbox of the minister, please check it, the minister has worked hard."

The avatar of the person who sent the message was a bit dark, but when he clicked to enlarge it, it was a transparent stone with a pure white surface.

Seeing this profile picture, Fu Gangqiang couldn't help frowning.

Bai Chuan has been in the sales department since he joined the company, and it has been two years since the end of this year.

He has a good reputation in the company, is gentle and does a good job.

Bai Chuan is handsome, 1.8 meters tall and tall, coupled with a good family background, makes him very popular among female colleagues.

Especially since he is still single, so many female colleagues are gearing up.

Until two months ago, Bai Chuan and Fu Gangqiang were just trustworthy subordinates, and they had a good personal relationship. At least in Fu Gangqiang's view, Bai Chuan was his capable subordinate and junior.

Fu Gangqiang@The few people who sent the message, replied: "Got it, thank you for your hard work."

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, throwing the empty can of black coffee into the recycling trash can, Fu Gangqiang walked into the building.

The security guard greeted Fu Gangqiang as usual: "Minister Fu, you just came back."

Fu Gangqiang nodded: "There is still some work to be done."

Enter the elevator and press the tenth floor.

He was the only one in the elevator. At this time, almost all the people in the whole building had left. Even if they worked overtime, they would mostly go home with their computers. Few people would work hard in the company.

Fu Gangqiang now lives in the house he lived in before he got married. It is some distance from the company. It takes three to 10 minutes to drive without traffic jams.

It's not that his home is too remote, but that the high-tech park where the company is located is far away from the city center.

Even if he goes home, he will be alone. If the TV is not turned on, the house will be as silent as a lonely house. There is no way. During the decoration, the sound insulation is very good.

After getting off the elevator, the lights in the corridor were still on, and the door of the sales department office was also open, and the light of incandescent lamps streamed from inside.

Fu Gangqiang thought to himself, the last person to leave forgot to turn off the light?

Carrying the briefcase, Fu Gangqiang approached. When he was still a few steps away from the office, he heard a faint sound, like the sound of a microwave oven heating something, coming from the lounge next to the sales department.

Just as he was about to ask if anyone was there, a figure came out from inside.

"Thank you, Minister."

The figure stood at the door of the lounge, with his back to the light, his facial features were cast with a layer of shadow, indistinct.

But you can still see the soft eyebrows and handsome facial features, as well as the vague fragrance from his body.

Fu Gangqiang was taken aback: "Why haven't you come home yet?"

Bai Chuan smiled and said, "I still have a report to finish."

"Beep beep beep", the warning sound of the microwave oven in the lounge sounded.

Bai Chuan turned and walked towards the microwave oven, greeted Fu Gangqiang and said, "Minister hasn't eaten yet, the takeaway I ordered before was just warmed up, enough for the two of us."

Fu Gangqiang didn't eat anything all afternoon, and he swallowed involuntarily when he smelled the aroma of the food.

But being hungry didn't weaken his ability to think. Instead, he wondered why he didn't eat the takeaway that Bai Chuan ordered before?Instead of letting it cool and reheating it, why not eat it while it's hot?

These words swirled around in his mouth, but Fu Gangqiang swallowed them anyway.

Walking into the lounge, Fu Gangqiang put down his briefcase and took off his well-tailored suit jacket, with a light blue striped shirt on a white background inside.

He asked casually, "How do you know I'm back?"

Fu Gangqiang didn't like to wear a tie. Unless he was meeting an important client, he always opened his neckline and rolled up the cuffs of his white shirt to his elbows. His forearm muscles were clearly visible, and his bronze skin had the charm of a mature man.

"I'm just hungry. I heard the elevator ringing just after I turned on the heat. You are the only one returning to the company at this point." Bai Chuan took out two lunch boxes from the microwave oven, and looked at Fu Gangqiang's neck and arms without a trace. slide over.

Fu Gangqiang looked at the two lunch boxes in front of him, but said nothing.

He still knows Bai Chuan's appetite, one person can't eat two lunch boxes, or fried shrimp, fried chicken, stir-fried beef and whole meat bento, this is basically his taste.

"There's also instant egg soup, minister, do you want it?"

"Go for one."

Bai Chuan nodded with a smile, tearing off the plastic film of the soup with his slender fingers.

Seeing that Bai Chuan was busy all the time, Fu Gangqiang felt that it was not good for him to sit still, so he took out his wallet and bought two cans of drinks, iced coffee and hot milk tea from the vending machine in the lounge.

The iced coffee was his. He had been drinking black coffee since he joined the company. He was already immune to coffee. Even if he drank one liter, it would have no effect other than diuresis, and he could still sleep soundly at night.

The hot milk tea is from Bai Chuan, this kid is like a woman in this respect, he likes sweet things... Thinking of this, Fu Gangqiang immediately stopped his thoughts, and couldn't think in this direction anymore.

"It's... a little hot."

The temperature of the milk tea is a bit high, but Fu Gangqiang's skin is thick and fleshy, and it is also very resistant to heat, so it's nothing to him.But Bai Chuan is different, the eldest young master whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, his palms are white and tender, even if he holds some heavy objects, his palms will turn red.

Fu Gangqiang felt that this exhortation was a bit hypocritical for a man.

He awkwardly pulled a piece of facial tissue, wrapped the hot milk tea, and handed it to Bai Chuan.

Bai Chuan glanced at the wrapped facial tissue, took the milk tea, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Fu Gangqiang pretended to sort out the change, but didn't meet his eyes, "You're welcome, I didn't even give you the takeout money."

Bai Chuan eats very politely, he doesn't chew fast, takes every bite slowly, and squints his eyes when he eats delicious food.

For Fu Gangqiang, it was very slow, about the same speed as his cousin's children.

During the one-and-a-half-hour lunch break, Bai Chuan could spend at least five or ten minutes on eating, and in the remaining four or ten minutes he had to brush his teeth and tidy up his appearance...

Fu Gangqiang is on the contrary. He usually does not eat for more than 10 minutes. After eating, it is good to be able to rinse his mouth, let alone brush his teeth.Usually there are two cigarettes after a meal and chewing a piece of gum.

Picking up the bento, Fu Gangqiang ate the chicken nuggets in one bite, and ate them all in less than 10 minutes. There was not even a drop of soup left, and he was not afraid of burning his mouth.

Bai Chuan who was sitting on the other side had just eaten a few mouthfuls of rice.

Fu Gangqiang threw the disposable lunch box and soup box into the trash can, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

The lounge was very quiet, only the sound of Bai Chuan chewing slowly.

His hair is very soft, in order to style it, Bai Chuan would apply a lot of pomade every day to keep it in good shape.Unlike Fu Gangqiang, he has thick black hair that stands up like sea urchin spines.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Fu Gangqiang took out a cigarette and a lighter from the outside of his briefcase.

"There's no one else here, so let's smoke here." Bai Chuan chewed on the chicken and said, "It's not the first time you violated the rules, Minister."

There are too few days when Fu Gangqiang doesn't work overtime. Most of his dinners are settled in the company lounge. Sometimes he is too lazy to go to the smoking room, so he opens the window of the lounge and smokes next to the window.

Fu Gangqiang pointed to Bai Chuan's uneaten bento and said, "As soon as the window is opened, your food will be cold."

Bai Chuan glanced at Fu Gangqiang, then slowly lowered his long and narrow eyelids, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

"It's cold when it's cold." He whispered.

Again.

Fu Gangqiang frowned.

From that day on, Bai Chuan would always say some unfinished words, like a thread, gently passing through Fu Gangqiang's eardrums, pulling him to get between the lines of Bai Chuan's words.

Twisted, especially twisted.

Fu Gangqiang sighed inwardly, pulled a chair and sat down by the window, and lit a cigarette.

Hearing the sound of a chair being dragged to the window, Bai Chuan picked up the soup, and took a mouthful of hot soup along the edge of the foam bucket.

His complexion is very fair, and his lips are also very light in color. After dipping in the hot soup, he has a liquid-like luster.

"This soup is quite delicious." Bai Chuan said softly, then turned to look at Fu Gangqiang.

Fu Gangqiang sat obliquely on the chair, with his legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his right index finger swiped the screen of the mobile phone. Due to frowning all the year round, there were two deep wrinkles between his eyebrows.

No matter who looked at it, they would feel that this man's behavior was a bit rude, with a bit of arrogance, and his expression was too serious. In a word, he would not give birth to the idea of ​​intimacy.

"What?" Fu Gangqiang didn't hear clearly, he was reading the work email in the mailbox just now.

Bai Chuan stood up from the chair, walked around the table, sat where Fu Gangqiang was sitting just now, and brought the bento in front of him.

"I said, this soup is delicious."

"Instant soup has a smell of monosodium glutamate, so there's nothing good or bad about it. It's just that you don't eat convenience food often, so it's fresh." Fu Gangqiang pulled the disposable paper cup aside and flicked it inside soot.

"Isn't it windy when you sit there?" Fu Gangqiang asked.

Just now, Bai Chuan turned his back to the window, and the wind couldn't blow his food. Now he is facing Fu Gangqiang, and the wind outside the window will blow directly on his face.

Bai Chuan shook his head indifferently, and said with a smile, "I want to sit here."

Fu Gangqiang paused for a moment, as if he didn't hear anything behind the strings, he closed the window a little smaller.

Even if Bai Chuan didn't say anything, Fu Gangqiang could guess why he changed seats.

Because this angle just can see him.

In Bai Chuan's eyes, all his thoughts were clearly and frankly written.

This wasn't because Fu Gangqiang thought too much, or because he took himself too seriously, resulting in excess self-awareness.Fu Gangqiang is not sensitive in terms of emotions, but he is not slow either.

Although it came from a man's feelings... Fu Gangqiang had experienced this for the first time in his life.

Men like men?

He couldn't understand.

The author has something to say: Fu Gangqiang, a man walking on the road of true fragrance

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