The world map and the only you

After Yan Xuan returned to China, he was really busy to take off at the same place - although every day he just held meetings, quarreled, and changed documents, in an infinite loop, and there was no international time to take off.

In the past two weeks, he was sent to Shandong on a business trip, thinking that he could finally slip away from his desk to take a breather, only to discover the brutality of the out-of-town station.

Business trips are indeed commonplace for lawyers. He used to travel frequently in the United States, but it feels completely different when he travels in China. Not to mention anything else, the indiscriminate drinking attacks of these middle-aged clients make him want to When I wake up, my liver trembles.

But it's not easy for you to refuse. To refuse is to lose face. Yan Yao excused his alcohol allergy, or he was used to it a few times, and he just pretended to start shaking his hands and being out of breath, so he was let go.

The customer blushed from drinking, looked at his shaking hands and said cheerfully: "Hey, it's interesting and has a future."

Yan Xuan was speechless and began to doubt life deeply.

It's okay to quarrel in meetings, it's the same wherever you work, but this kind of drinking culture is probably the most uncomfortable place for him to return to.

During the busy business trip, he also sent messages to Tong Yixin, sometimes it was jokes he saw in Moments, and sometimes it was a photo of Xiaoguai - he asked his mother to take care of Xiaoguai before the business trip, and Yan's mother simply regarded Xiaoguai as My own son not only bought cute clothes, but also posed for pictures every day.

Finally, I no longer receive exclamation marks when I send WeChat messages. Yan Xuan seems to have discovered a wonderful new land, and he has to go for a walk every morning and evening.

Yan Xuan: [Hey, I really drank a lot of wine these two days]

Yan Xuan: [My abdominal muscles are almost gone, what should I do?]

Tong Yixin: [...Practice again? 】

Yan Xuan: [Will you despise me? 】

Tong Yixin: [? 】

Yan Xuan posted a few funny emoticons, and flipped through this one with a laugh.

Yan Xuan opened Tong Yixin's Weibo and swiped aimlessly.Tong Yixin is no longer called @通一一一一心, removed a word for heart, and changed it to @佳一一一一. Regarding this, Tong Yixin himself explained on Weibo: "Think about it, The screen name should be different from the real name."

However, there are still some witty blind students who discovered Huadian in the comments: "Not long after breaking up with my little brother, Yixin changed his name. His heart was broken, and mine was broken even more."

This comment was immediately popular. Yan Xuan saw it at the time and was very sad. He sadly went to Tong Yixin's WeChat to receive ten small exclamation points, then buried his head in the pillow, cried quietly, and then started fighting. Spirit, devoted to more turbulent overtime.

Compared with before, the current life is simply paradise. Tong Yixin lives next door to him, and his WeChat messages are answered by people. Yan Xuan can no longer be satisfied with the status quo, and is even more determined to get him back.

The next day, Beijing.

Yan Xuan finally finished the "Shandong Liquor Appreciation and Alcohol Allergy Performance Art Tour" and returned to Beijing. His partner showed mercy and gave him half a day off.When Yan's mother heard that he was back, she reluctantly took Xiao Guai and drove to Yan Yao's house.

"Tell me about you, and I don't ask the housekeeper to clean it." Yan's mother hugged Xiaoguai, stood at the entrance, and looked at the floor with disgust, "No one lived in it for two weeks, a layer of dust!"

Yan Xuan was as tired as a zombie, his arms were drooping like bones, he slumped on the sofa, and said lazily: "My lord, I will call the housekeeping aunt in a while. Please let me breathe." Sigh."

Yan's mother rolled her eyes, put down Xiaoguai, and went to the kitchen to pour water, and a nagging voice came from the kitchen: "It's better to let you live at home! Is there anything more comfortable at home than here?!"

"You said you are renting a house. Why do you rent here in the Asian Games Village when you work in China World Trade Center? I really want to experience the feeling of commuting in Beijing, right?" Yan's mother came out with a glass of water angrily, and "dang" the glass Put it on the coffee table.

"Thank you, Queen Mother," Yan Xuan picked up the cup with a playful smile, and said, "Then I can't afford to live in China World Trade Center, can I?"

"Yo? Crying poor? Isn't it claimed that the annual salary is more than 100 million?" Yan's mother said.

Yan Xuan took a sip of water, and argued: "Pay taxes! You have to pay taxes! You can't compare to your husband's ability to earn money. As a small family like me, it will take ten years to buy a house without eating or drinking."

Yan's mother laughed angrily at him: "I'm too lazy to be poor with you, let's make a meal for you poor little one." She opened the door of the refrigerator, but saw that it was empty and poor.

"Bottom, there are quick-frozen dumplings underneath." Yan Xuan said.

Yan's mother was a little angry, she frowned, and her voice became high-pitched: "Why are you so grown up and can't take care of yourself? You eat quick-frozen dumplings every day?!"

"That's not true," Yan Xuan explained in a low voice, "I order takeaway, and I occasionally eat quick-frozen wontons..." Then he saw Yan's mother's face and fell silent.

Yan's mother really couldn't bear to see Yan Xuan's death-although this was just the daily life of contemporary young people, so she decided to go out to buy vegetables.Yan Xuan is such an adult, he is not thick-skinned enough to be a giant baby with peace of mind, and he politely said a few words, but Yan's mother disliked him and said: "Go easy, don't pretend, just lie down."

Yan Xuan was elated: "Okay, I obey."

Yan's mother went out with a recycle bag. While waiting for the elevator, she was still lamenting how hard it is for children nowadays. They work so hard overtime and earn so much money that they can't even afford to rent a room next to the company.

Just as he was thinking about it, the elevator door opened, and a young man with a suitcase came out. He wore a white uniform shirt with the hem tucked into his suit trousers, making him handsome and tall.

Yan's mother was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this is too coincidental, how could she be another vacant manager, when she raised her head and saw the person's face clearly, she was stunned - this is not Tong Yixin!

Tong Yixin obviously recognized Mama Yan, he got out of the elevator and nodded to Mama Yan: "Hi Auntie, are you here?"

"Ah yes..." Yan's mother was a little confused, she looked at Tong Yixin suspiciously, "I'll come and see Yan Xuan..."

Tong Yixin felt very embarrassed, so what if he obviously didn't talk to Yan Xuan, but he met his parents before, and now seeing his ex-boyfriend's mother, he really didn't know what to say.

It was Yan's mother who was straightforward, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing again?"

"No, no, no!" Tong Yixin waved his hands and quickly explained, "I live across from him, and he just moved here recently."

"Oh," Yan's mother repeated the word "oh" a thousand times, with a bit of gossip-like comprehension, she smiled, "I said he's fine, why did he come here to live?"

This kid even lied to people that the rent of the International World Trade Center could not be afforded, and the relationship was out of this.

Tong Yixin smiled awkwardly, and dryly agreed: "Yes."

Yan's mother didn't have any old friends with Tong Yixin for a while. The two had only met a few times before, and they were not very familiar. Yan's mother looked at the elevator door and smiled and said, "Just got off work? Then you go home and have a good rest. I'm going out to buy some groceries."

Tong Yixin nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, then go slowly."

Yan's mother got into the elevator, and when she was waiting for the elevator door to close, she couldn't help muttering: "I can't blame him for going back to China."

Tong Yixin hadn't gone far when these words fell lightly in his ears, causing him to be confused for a while.When opening the door, I couldn't help but glance back at the closed door of Yan Xuan's house.

"So why did you come back?" Tong Yixin thought to himself, "Is it really because of me?"

When he was with Yan Xuan before, he also learned specifically that the h1b work visa to stay in the United States needs to be drawn by lottery. Even if he finds a job, he may not be able to get a lottery, although the probability is 180 million times higher than that of the Beijing lottery , but it is also possible that the company will be sent to an office in another country because of the failure of the lottery.Before, he always thought that Yan Xuan was sent back to Beijing because he didn't get a work visa, but now... is there any other reason?

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Xuan knocked on Tong Yixin's door.

Tong Yixin opened the door, and the first thing he said was, "Your mother is gone?"

Yan Xuan nodded.

When Yan's mother came back from buying vegetables, she often used Tong Yixin to run Yan Yao down. Yan Yao had a short mouth and lowered his head to eat wildly. As for nagging, he went in from one ear to the other and came out from the right, without listening to a single word.

"How did you plan? Didn't you get dumped at the time?" Yan's mother asked.

Yan Xuan wrapped a prawn: "It's not his fault, it's my problem."

Yan's mother looked at him inexplicably: "Otherwise? You're fine and people still dump you?"

Yan Xuan: "..."

Yan's mother: "However, at that time, I thought you were not too suitable. Xiao Tong is a good person, but you... don't know how to say it, you always feel that you are not from the same world. "

Yan Xuan said stubbornly: "Why not? Aren't we all on Earth?"

Yan's mother wanted to say a few more words, so Yan Yao quickly stuffed a shrimp into her mouth: "Mom, try it quickly, your cooking is really delicious!"

Yan's mother also knew that he didn't want to talk about this topic, so she shook her head and stopped talking.

After eating and washing the dishes, Yan Xuan sent the person away, and he turned off the soup that Yan's mother had stewed. He wanted to give Tong Yixin a taste, so he knocked on Tong Yixin's door.

When Tong Yixin heard that his mother had left, he was obviously relieved.

Yan Xuan knows that Tong Yixin is a little afraid of his mother, but he still hasn't figured out the reason, so he can only attribute it to the natural conflict between "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law", although Tong Yixin probably still has a long way to go before becoming his wife , but this does not hinder Yan Xuan's obscenity.

"This soup has been simmering for several hours. I just took a sip. It's really delicious." Yan Ling filled a bowl full, brought it over carefully, and flattered him, "Be careful of getting hot."

Tong Yixin said, "Thank you."

Yan Xuan became unhappy for a while, and muttered: "You are still being so polite."

Tong Yixin was stunned, lowered his head to scoop up the soup, blew on it, and said nothing.

Yan Xuan asked expectantly: "Is it good?"

Tong Yixin: "It's delicious."

Yan Xuan wove a net with a little ambiguity, and Tong Yixin felt like a small flying insect, stuck to it by mistake, and didn't know how to struggle.But this kind of ambiguity made him very uncomfortable. There was obviously no one between them who was aboveboard enough to be friends.

Yan Xuan would never make the atmosphere awkward, there was always something to talk about, he made complaints about the strange clients he met on business trips, and described the process of pretending to be allergic to alcohol vividly.Regardless of everything else, Tong Yixin likes chatting with Yan Xuan very much, and overall it is always an interesting process.

In the twinkling of an eye, the hour hand has already pointed to the number ten, and the people who returned late have all returned home, and the buildings outside the window are lit up with dots of lights.

Tong Yixin plans to go home.

"Well, don't go yet, I have something I want to give you." Yan Ling sat opposite and scratched his head.

Tong Yixin raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

Yan Xuan got up, went to the bedroom, took out a heart-shaped box, and handed it to Tong Yixin, a little shy.

Tong Yixin took it over, looked at the shape, and said, "I thought you would bring me Tsingtao beer when you were on a business trip from Shandong."

Yan Xuan smiled: "That's unlikely." He urged: "Open it and have a look."

Tong Yixin opened it, and inside was a bunch of blooming roses in the shape of a heart in the gift box.He was a little awkward, and looked up at Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan took a step forward, put his hand on Tong Yixin's hand holding the gift box, and secretly took advantage of it. His eyes were burning, and he looked into Tong Yixin's eyes.

"One heart." Yan Xuan called his name softly.

Tong Yixin let out a "hmm".

Yan Xuan said: "Let me warn you first, I will start chasing you again."

The author says:

Thank you for your support Ang!