look at me

Even though he was drunk that day and his consciousness was hazy, after a long time, Bai Chuan could still recall every detail of that day, including the new stubble on Fu Gangqiang's jaw, the sauce stained on the rolled-up shirt cuffs, and the tears from his chest. incoming temperature.

When he realized it, Fu Gangqiang began to frequently enter and exit his dreams.

In the dream, Fu Gangqiang would hug him domineeringly with his hard arms, rub his Adam's apple with his hard stubble, and make him put himself in shameful poses, playing with his queen wantonly, Ting, with Words to stimulate his senses.

After waking up from the dream, Bai Chuan would always stare at the ceiling in a daze, a kind of afterthought emptiness came from all directions, countless mornings, he hugged the soft quilt, stretched his arms out of the warm quilt, hugged the pillow tightly, and went to sleep. Fantasize about a man who will never be here.

The alarm clock rang, and the linkage settings opened the heavy curtains, allowing the glare of the sun to shine in.

Bai Chuan got up slowly, took the remote control on the bedside table, turned on the stereo, soothing music streamed from the stereo speakers.

Naked and naked, Bai Chuan walked into the bathroom step by step, opened the hood, and poured warm water from the top of his head.

After taking a shower, Bai Chuan stood in front of the mirror and wiped his hair. Looking at himself blurred by the water vapor in the mirror, Bai Chuan tore off the bath towel expressionlessly, and threw it into the laundry basket.

Apply toner, skin cream, and arrange hair step by step. Because there is someone I want to see, the preparation work before going to work every day is no longer the same as before.

Standing in front of the closet and hesitating for a long time, Bai Chuan chose a newly bought light gray striped shirt with light gray buttons, which looked simple and stylish.

The slim suit pants made his long legs look more slender, and Bai Chuan took a moment in front of the mirror to measure, then inserted the iron-gray square scarf into the pocket of the suit jacket.Finally, he dabs perfume on the inside of his wrists and neck, and he's ready.

The handsome man in the mirror had delicate features and a smile on the corner of his mouth. Bai Chuan looked at himself in the mirror. Suddenly, his smile stopped and then disappeared.

What's the use of dressing up with care?

His various small thoughts may not compare to a woman wearing a crisp shirt with half-exposed breasts.

Closing the bathroom door with a "bang", Bai Chuan put on his suit jacket, put on his briefcase, walked into the elevator as usual, and pressed the button for the first basement floor.

Bai Chuan was always the first member of the sales department to arrive at the company. When his car was parked in the parking space, there were not many cars in the company's parking lot on the second floor.Bai Chuan looked in a certain direction, and as expected, he saw a familiar car.

Mentioning the co-pilot's breakfast for two, Bai Chuan quickened his pace and walked into the elevator room.

Watching the elevator go up from floor to floor, his heart also jumped up a little bit, "Ding—" the elevator reached the floor where the sales department was located.

Bai Chuan strode out of the elevator, the corridor was empty, only his footsteps could be heard echoing.

Before entering the office, Bai Chuan slowed down to make himself look more calm, and walked into the office refreshed. His eyes did not stop at any place, and he looked directly at Fu Gangqiang's office at the end.

The curtains in the office did not fall, and Bai Chuan, who had excellent eyesight, could clearly see a figure sleeping on the desk.

His heart beat faster, and he walked steadily towards Fu Gangqiang's office.

Fu Gangqiang seemed to be in a deep sleep, and he could vaguely hear his slight snoring.

Working overtime until early in the morning, the unshaven man in his thirties is definitely not good-looking. When Bai Chuan gets close, he can smell the smoke on his body, which is very pungent.

Fu Gangqiang, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know that a man would come to the company early just to peep at his ugly sleeping appearance without any scruples.

"Bai Chuan, it's really early!"

As soon as Xu Le stepped into the office door, he saw Bai Chuan standing in the minister's office, and couldn't help greeting him happily.

Fu Gangqiang, who was sleeping, was also awakened by Xu Le's voice. He yawned and sat up, rubbing his face with his broad palms. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man standing in front of his desk holding breakfast. Shirakawa.

"What are you doing standing here? You scared me." Fu Gangqiang picked up the half-drinked coffee beside him and took two sips.The coffee was no longer iced, it was lukewarm and not very tasty.

"I just wanted to wake up the minister, but you woke up yourself." Bai Chuan smiled and put the breakfast on Fu Gangqiang's table: "I saw your car in the parking lot, so I probably didn't go home, so I bought more for breakfast."

Fu Gangqiang drank all the coffee, nodded and said to Bai Chuan, "Thank you, I'll bring it for you next time."

"The minister may not have a chance. My house is close, so I won't stay up all night at the company."

Fu Gangqiang picked up the cigarette and wanted to go to the smoking room to smoke one to sober up. Hearing this, he asked, "Where do you live?"

Bai Chuan pointed to a high-rise building outside the window and said, "This is the one."

Fu Gangqiang looked over, raised his eyebrows and said, "So close? This high-end apartment is not cheap."

Bai Chuan: "The current salary is affordable."

That is, after deducting the rent, there is nothing left.

Fu Gangqiang nodded: "I'll have a look someday when I'm free."

Bai Chuan's eyes flickered slightly: "You can do it anytime. If the minister doesn't mind, you can bring your computer to my house to work overtime. If you're sleepy, there's a second bedroom. It's definitely more comfortable than a desk."

Fu Gangqiang waved his hand: "Go and have a look, let's just sleep, it's too much trouble for you."

Bai Chuan: "No trouble, I live alone anyway, it's too quiet."

Seeing the sincerity on Bai Chuan's face, Fu Gangqiang no longer pushed back: "Okay, if there is a need next time."

Bai Chuan thought, Fu Gangqiang, who basically works overtime every day 360 days a year, will definitely have a day when he needs it.

Since Bai Chuan has already turned into a full-time employee, he has learned everything he should be familiar with, and the rest is the accumulation of time and experience.

Bai Chuan's desk is not close to Fu Gangqiang's office, there are three rows of writing desks in the middle, but Bai Chuan is tall, and he can see the figure in the office as soon as he looks up.

Whenever the work came to an end, or when he felt a little tired, Bai Chuan straightened up, stretched his waist, and looked at the man in the glass window.

It is extremely rare for Fu Gangqiang to smile when he is working. He usually has a straight face and frowns when he is on the phone.

Bai Chuan looked at the furrowed brow, and he wanted to lick it very much, wanting to exert this man's vigorous energy on him, even a little bit.

But he can't say anything.

Because Fu Gangqiang always works overtime, Bai Chuan's time with him can be lengthened logically.

Working during the day, Bai Chuan can feel a kind of secret happiness.

Even the rolling of Fu Gangqiang's throat when drinking water is a moment that he must firmly remember with his eyes, and he can replay it in his head infinitely when needed.

After get off work, Bai Chuan returned to the apartment where he lived alone, and the emptiness of body and mind swept over him in an instant.

Putting the briefcase on the ground, Bai Chuan sat on the sofa by the window without being afraid of the wrinkling of the suit, looking at the dark sky outside the window with no expression on his face.

He needed to assuage a deep longing in his heart.

Taking out his mobile phone, Bai Chuan logged in with ease.

The convenience brought by modern society is that you can easily find people with the same hobbies as you, and the convenience that comes with it is the indulgence that does not want to be restrained.Even if you know that the pleasure is only temporary, and the negative emotions will come like a tide later, you still can't restrain the impulse for this moment.

Bai Chuan indulges himself in terms of physical desires. He has known since adolescence that his sexuality is different, which makes him fundamentally different from others.

He is not interested in girls' soft bodies, he likes hard muscles and rounded back lines.

It was as if his throat was thirsty and his heart was beating like it was going to break.

Since it was broken, there was no need to repair it. After all, he was not the only one with a broken heart in the world.

Log in to the account and look at the profiles of other registrants. Most of them will be accompanied by a photo, showing nude photos from the collarbone to the waist. Those who will put the photos are usually people who are very confident in their figure, with obvious abdominal muscle lines.

Like countless times before, we sent messages to each other, the location of the hotel, put on casual clothes and walked out of the house.

The person I met today is not bad in appearance, well-behaved, with a cropped head and a strong figure.

"How rough can you accept?" The man quickly took off his clothes, revealing the same strong muscles as those in the personal information bar.

Bai Chuan sat on the bed in his underwear, thinking in his head that this man's shoulders were as broad as a minister's, but he was a bit short and his legs were not long enough.

"It broke me so rough." Bai Chuan said with a smile, a pair of dimples on his cheeks, and flirtatious eyes.

The flat-headed man became excited all of a sudden, grabbed Bai Chuan's hair without mercy, and said, "Did someone say you're handsome?"

Scalp tingling, Bai Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "A lot."

"I'm lucky today." The man's hand ran down Bai Chuan's back, and he confirmed again: "Anything is fine?"

Bai Chuan leaned back indifferently: "Anything is fine."

Can the human body and mind be separated?

This answer varies from person to person, and Bai Chuan can clearly separate it here.

"Leave a WeChat message?" The flat-haired man leaned on the bed and smoked.

The smell of cigarettes was a bit familiar, so Bai Chuan glanced at the cigarette case.

"It's choking? I bought the wrong number of milligrams today."

Bai Chuan: "Don't choke, I'm going to take a shower." Changing the subject, Bai Chuan slowly got out of bed.

After Bai Chuan finished washing, he changed to a man with a crew cut. When the man with a crew cut came out, Bai Chuan was no longer there, and there was two-thirds of the hotel fee on the bedside.

This kind of relationship has a direct purpose to meet, after the purpose is achieved, Bai Chuan will not contact again.

After getting into the taxi and sitting down, Bai Chuan realized that there was some pain in his back.Putting on a leaning posture, he turned on the phone, and there was an unread WeChat message in it.

Seeing the sender clearly, Bai Chuan quickly turned on the voice.

"Pack up your things. The day after tomorrow, I decided to go on a business trip to City S. I'll take you there. According to the weather forecast, it's snowing heavily there. You should bring some thick clothes."

The content is very simple, you should not have to listen to it a second time after listening to it once.

But Bai Chuan turned on the voice again without hesitation, and Fu Gangqiang's deep voice came.

It wasn't until he heard it repeatedly for the fifth time that the driver couldn't help but glanced at him in the rearview mirror, that look seemed to be looking at a psychopath.

Bai Chuan nodded to express his embarrassment, then put the phone to his ear, and clicked on the sixth repeat playback.

Well, the Minister's voice is very comfortable to listen to.