I don't want a crematorium

Here is located in the subtropics, even in December, the temperature is very high.

The hotel Han Yang stayed in was very close to the harbor. At night, the sea breeze would blow across the edge of the city, and the lights of ships could be seen in the distance.

He watched the sea outside the beach for a while before walking back.

He held the suit jacket in his hand, and unbuttoned a few of the top buttons of his shirt, revealing a fair but not weak body.

He is a tall and handsome man, and what is even more difficult to ignore is the fascinating temperament he reveals. Even on the streets of foreign countries, many people turn their heads because of him.

When he got closer to the hotel, Han Yang saw that Gu Yu was already standing at the door waiting for him, quietly, looking at him with docile eyes.

I remember that when he saw Gu Yu for the first time, he looked at him like this, as if he wanted to hand everything over to Han Yang.

Han Yang never asked why, because to him the reason is not important, what matters is the result.

He walked up to Gu Yu and glanced at him, but he didn't smell alcohol on him, "Didn't you drink?"

Gu Yu shook his head.

"Sometimes you can have a few drinks, it's okay." Han Yang is not such a harsh boss, he glanced at the hotel, the party is not over yet, it seems that there is a lot of music and music inside, it seems that there will be a while before the end .

"Let's go through the side door." The hall was a bit messy, and Han Yang didn't want to go in again.

When the two were walking forward, the door of the hotel behind was opened by two waiters, and one person walked out.

It was the woman in red who had offered to Han Yang just now, holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms at this moment.

She saw the two of them smiled, with some pride in their smiles, "I know you are not a couple, you didn't even go out with him just now, I saw it."

Han Yang looked at her with a smile, "I'm very sorry, but I really don't like women."

"Oh, what a pity." The woman sighed, but she didn't bother, "Forget it, I was really moved for you tonight, so I'll give you this bouquet of flowers."

After she finished speaking, she stuffed the rose into Han Yang's arms, and then walked into her car, where someone had already opened the door and waited for her.

Han Yang held the rose and glanced at it. He was not interested in flowers, so he raised his hand and handed it to Gu Yu, "I'll give it to you."

Gu Yu was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the extremely red bouquet of roses.

When he raised his head, Han Yang had already walked towards the side door.

He was wearing a white shirt, and he was casually holding a black suit jacket on his shoulders.

Looking at Han Yang's back, Gu Yu was suddenly in a trance.

In high school, Han Yang seemed to be the same way, walking in front of him in a chic way.And I was right behind him, watching from a distance.

He never forgot.

-

The two lived in a suite, mainly for the convenience of work reports, and Gu Yu could come in by himself as soon as he knocked on the door.

It was already night at this time, Han Yang took a shower and was sitting in a chair drinking wine in his nightgown.

After reporting on the official business, Han Yang stretched his stiff back, "I see, you can go back and rest, you won't be so busy in the next few days."

Gu Yu paused, looked at Gu Yu's shoulder, and said softly, "Let me massage your back for you."

Although he hadn't learned it, it relieved Han Yang's tired body a lot.

Pressing and pressing, Han Yang also felt sleepy and closed his eyes.

After Gu Yu noticed it, she walked down Han Yang's shoulder slowly.

He knelt at Han Yang's feet, moved extremely gently, and pillowed on his lap with a hint of attachment.

Han Yang closed his eyes, his eyelashes like crow feathers cast a shadow.

Gu Yu held Han Yang's hand lightly, staring at him quietly, as if time stood still.

Han Yang's palm was warm, Gu Yu tilted his head slightly, and his lips were about to touch the back of Han Yang's hand.

But at this moment, Gu Yu saw Han Yang's eyes slowly open and looked over.

Her breathing seemed to stop there, but Gu Yu didn't stop, but kissed the back of Han Yang's hand under Han Yang's deep eyes.

Han Yang didn't speak.

He knew that Gu Yu liked him.

And it's not that she doesn't feel for him.

They used to have a close relationship, which was initiated by Gu Yu, but they were not together, so of course it didn't end.

Love and love have never been the whole of Han Yang's life, and the liking will not last long.

Just like in the dream, Han Yang is not a good person.

In the book, he didn't treat Chi Qiao wholeheartedly, more because he felt that each got what he wanted, but later he felt that Chi Qiao was different from the others, so he gradually fell into it.

In reality, even if he liked Chi Qiao at first sight, but when he knew that his relationship with Chi Qiao would bring him a threat, this liking was insignificant.Now he doesn't have any thoughts about it.

Han Yang raised his hand to touch Gu Yu's cheek, "Go and rest."

A veiled refusal.

Gu Yu's eyelashes trembled.

Going back to her room and closing the door slowly, Gu Yu saw Han Yang reach out and pick up the wine glass again.

The bouquet of roses by the window was being inserted into the water bottle, still so delicate and charming.

Gu Yu took off a petal, and while kneading, the flower juice fell on the fingertips.

It's okay, he's in no hurry.

Gu Yu can help Han Yang as his secretary when he likes anyone, or he can wait slowly.

-

The next day, Gu Yu knocked on Han Yang's door at eight o'clock as usual and walked in.

At this moment, Han Yang was standing on the window sill drinking water. He had just woken up and the room was not cold, so he didn't put on his coat.

He was looking at the distant scenery outside the window, Gu Yu behind him opened the closet, found a new shirt, and walked over.

Han Yang put the cup aside and saw that Gu Yu had stretched out his shirt and was about to put it on for him, so he couldn't help laughing, "It's not that I have bad hands and feet, and I'm not an emperor, I don't need to be waited on by others to get dressed."

Gu Yu smiled slightly, put the cuff of the shirt through Han Yang's arm, and put it on for him around the back, "But I'm your secretary."

Han Yang got dressed, and breakfast was served.Han Yang raised his head and said to Gu Yu who was about to leave, "Let's go together."

Everything last night seemed to have never happened. The two finished their meal quietly, and then Gu Yu reported work to Han Yang normally, without any abnormality.

Han Yang won't worry about Gu Yu just because he likes him. At the same time, if his secretary's personal feelings affect his work, he can replace him even if the other party is excellent and easy to use.

The reason why Gu Yu is Gu Yu is that there is absolutely nothing about him that Han Yang doesn't like.

It is precisely because of this that Gu Yu has stayed by Han Yang's side until now, with a high salary.

Originally they were scheduled to leave at noon, but Wayne suddenly rushed to the hotel and refused to let Han Yang leave. He insisted on taking them for a tour of the city, and brought a lot of women with him, "You can't take them all It’s so boring to focus on work. Enjoy life when you have time.”

Han Yang snorted and didn't speak.For him, work is not a burden, and enjoying life is not dependent on a lover.

"By the way, there is a performance at the opera house today, let's go together, it's very interesting."

"I have no interest in opera."

"Oh, don't be like this, it's all here." Wayne put his shoulders on him, looked at Gu Yu, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, "Bring your secretary, too."

It happened that he wanted to see a good show.

-

I went to the Opera House to listen to two performances. Although I didn't have much interest, I still watched it for Wayne's face.

At the end of the performance, Gu Yu whispered something in Han Yang's ear, but Wayne didn't hear it.

Han Yang and Gu Yu looked at each other sideways, nodded slightly, and then looked up, "Wayne, we're leaving."

"Now??" Wayne froze for a moment, looked at his watch, as if he was waiting for something, and also seemed to be delaying time, "Why don't you have a few more drinks, it's still early, you can leave tomorrow."

Han Yang raised his eyebrows, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, "You seem to be waiting for someone?"

"No." Wayne shook his head, "I just wanted to say that I finally came here, so I can stay a little longer."

"No need, the company still has a lot of things to do."

When Han Yang got into the car, Wayne seemed to want to say something, but Gu Yu blocked him, looking straight into his light pupils with a hint of warning in his eyes, "Mr. Wayne, if you still want to have sex with Mr. If you are a friend, don't do unpleasant things behind your back."

Wayne stopped for a moment and stopped blocking.

It turned out that Han Yang had already noticed it, but he didn't say it out loud.

He had no choice but to wave his hand at Han Yang, the co-pilot, and his voice faded, "Then I won't see you off."

After Han Yang left, Wayne didn't leave in a hurry, he just bought a bottle of water on the street and leaned against the railing.

A few 10 minutes later, a white Panamera drove over rapidly, the speed is surprising.

Before the car seemed to stop, the door was opened and a man stepped out.

Seeing the person coming, Wayne stood up straight, as if he was afraid to face him.

"Where's Han Yang?" The other party asked coldly wearing sunglasses.

Wayne shrugged, with regret in his tone, "I should have boarded the plane and returned to China by now. Yang should have seen the cooperation between my company and you, so..."

He didn't want to lie to Han Yang either, but who would let him offend him?

"Useless stuff." The man sneered, raised his foot and kicked the tire viciously as if venting hatred.

The alarm sounded quickly, attracting the attention of many people.

"Hey, don't be angry. You're going back next year, don't be in a hurry." Wayne raised his hand and was about to put it on his shoulder, but was stopped by the man's eyes.

"roll."