fish in cage

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Midsummer is approaching fiercely, and the weather is so hot that it seems to be scorching the ground.

He Ling is afraid of the heat, and stays lazily in the air-conditioned room in summer and is reluctant to move. He just came out of the production department, and the wedding ring has been unmoulded, but there is still a partner who needs to be refined. He discussed it with the master for a long time , I spoke so dryly that I drank several sips of cold water as soon as I got back to my work station.

In the past three hours, Bai Heng sent him several messages, which were extremely clingy, He Ling clicked to read it, and was a bit surprised.

The last time Bai Heng said that he could learn to cook was not empty talk, but actually asked the housekeeper for advice. In the picture, there is a bowl of steaming noodles, and Bai Heng's slender knuckles are compared to the pot. "I did it."

He Ling seemed to be able to see his high invisible tail, and smiled back, "Xiao Bai is really amazing."

Bai Heng seemed to be on standby at any time, even though it took him so long to return, Bai Heng replied immediately, "I can go to your house and cook for you."

He Ling looked at the bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water. Maybe it was because the weather was too hot. He didn't seem to have any appetite. Moreover, he had mastered the skill of cooking noodles when he was ten years old. Kua Boheng was good only because he wanted to make him happy. , but He Ling is still happy to let the young master who doesn't touch the spring water cook for him himself, "Okay, let's do it this weekend."

After thinking about it, he added, "I'll pick you up, don't tell Uncle Chen."

Uncle Chen has been with Bai Heng for nearly ten years. He has been in charge of Bai Heng's travel since he was in elementary school. Being stalked.

Bai Heng agreed, and he returned to work.

There was a small meeting in the afternoon, and there were a total of ten people in their design department. It is normal to have occasional disputes at the meeting, but because of the wedding ring, Zhang Zhihe recently regarded He Ling as the number one thorn in his side. , He had to object a few words, He Ling didn't want to talk to him at all, and he got bored after too many times.

When Zhang Zhihe interrupted He Ling's proposal for the third time, He Ling couldn't control his good temper anymore. He threw the pen on the table, looked at Zhang Zhihe with his long and narrow eyes, and said coldly, "Almost Come on, if you really have such a problem with me, fight downstairs after get off work, don't make small moves all day long."

He Ling hasn't hit a wall in the past 26 years. He is good-looking and has an easy-going temper. Most people want to be friends with him. People around him come and go, there are true feelings and false ones, but the world of adults is natural. There is a set of survival rules, if you don't really step on his tail, he greets people with a smile most of the time, but Zhang Zhihe fights against him again and again, not even saving the last bit of respect for each other, and he doesn't bother to pretend to be a snake.

Zhang Zhihe looks thin and small, but his voice is loud, "They are all civilized people, whoever fights with you, I'm just discussing normally."

When He Ling wasn't smiling, it wasn't easy to get close to him, but now his clear and cold face was even more daunting, and his colleagues quickly came out to smooth things over, "Everyone is in the same department, if you have something to say, say it It'll be fine once you open it."

Zhang Zhihe still stuck his neck and refused to show weakness.

He Ling didn't want to waste his colleagues' time, so he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, ignored Zhang Zhihe's provocative eyes, and quickly went through his proposal, and the meeting room that had been tense just now returned to peace.

After the meeting ended, He Ling walked around to Zhang Zhihe. He was more than half a head taller than Zhang Zhihe. Zhang Zhihe had lost his aura, as if he was really worried that He Ling would attack him, and retreated warily. After two steps, He Ling looked at him coldly, his voice sinking like water, "One has to be able to afford to lose, otherwise it will be too inferior."

After all, he ignored Zhang Zhihe's ugly face and went back to his work station to deal with affairs. leave.

Originally, he planned to find Bai Heng, but when he picked up his phone to make a contact, he remembered that Bai Heng said that he would go shopping with his aunt tonight, and that he couldn't see his boyfriend who was passionately in love made him feel more and more depressed.

He Ling let out a breath of foul air, turned the steering wheel and went home.

Unexpectedly, after nine o'clock, the college student who had been silent for two days sent him another message, asking him if he wanted to go to the bar.

The day before yesterday, He Ling had already told the college student that he had a relationship. He thought he could get rid of the college student's thoughts that he shouldn't have, but he didn't expect to tease him again after only two days of fading. He Ling admired his perseverance a little bit.

"Don't go."

"Come on bro, I'll buy you a drink, how many days have you been away?"

He Ling really counted the days. Since he dated Bai Heng, he was either at work or bored with Bai Heng every day. He hadn't patronized the bar for more than half a month. The college student said so, and he caught up with troubles today , He suddenly missed the smell of alcohol.

He has always had a style of doing whatever comes to mind, changing his clothes and going out.

He Ling who arrived at the bar was like a fish swimming into the water, feeling comfortable all over.

He was alone, didn't open a booth, just found a vacant seat at the bar and sat down, thinking that he had work tomorrow, he didn't dare to indulge himself too much, and ordered a glass of low-alcohol mixed wine from a familiar bartender, After a while, someone came to strike up a conversation.

She is a beautiful woman with a hot figure. Although He Ling likes men, he can also appreciate the beauty of women. He treats her to a drink with a gentlemanly demeanor, and chats with her for a while. The beauty realizes that he doesn't call and doesn't force her , looking for the next partner chicly with the wine in hand.

"Brother," a somewhat familiar voice sounded, and there was someone beside him, "It's really you!"

He Ling turned his eyes and saw a young man with blue hair looking at him with surprise on his face. The light in the bar was too dark, so he recognized it for a while, only to realize that he was lying on his mobile phone and giving him abdominal muscles every day. The college student in the photo, He Ling laughed and praised, "The hair is not bad."

In my heart, I silently remarked to the college students that I became blue hair.

Lanmao flicked his hair triumphantly, "I just dyed it yesterday, brother, why didn't you tell me when you came?"

He Ling took a sip of his wine, smiled and said nothing.

Lan Mao was not discouraged, so he simply sat down beside He Ling, pretending to be wronged and said, "Why don't you always reply to the messages I send you?"

With Bai Heng as the benchmark, He Ling can now quickly distinguish the difference between true innocence and fake innocence, but he didn't expose Lan Mao's deliberate obedience in front of him, and took the time to watch the other party play, and laughed, "Your stomach How long has it been, is it worth showing off every day?"

"I've been practicing for more than a year." Lan Mao boldly grabbed He Ling's hand and put it on his abdomen, saying meaningfully, "Brother, you can't get enough of photos, let's find a place to open a bottle for you to perform live abdominal muscles build."

He Ling casually touched Lan Mao's abdomen twice through the cloth, and the feel was really good, but he also secretly touched Bai Heng's, which seemed to be a little stronger than Lan Mao's. Bai Heng looked tall and thin, but that day A strong man who can fly a hundred and eighty catties with one kick in a bar must look good with his clothes off.

With Zhuyu in front, He Ling withdrew his hand without much interest, and once again poured cold water on Lanmao, "Don't work in vain, I have a partner, you can find someone else."

Lan Mao was really frustrated now, "Brother, you are too indifferent, you don't even want to send it to your door, what's wrong with someone, if you don't tell me, who knows?"

It is estimated that Lan Mao has done such immoral things as prying people's corners. He Ling doesn't like to judge other people's private life, but he still has the ability to control himself, and said with a smile, "You can be friends, you can, think of something else, I will block you now."

Lan Mao could hear He Ling's seriousness, so he gave up unwillingly, but still stuck to He Ling's side and refused to leave.

He Ling didn't chase him away either, Lan Mao talked a lot, and it was quite fun when he didn't make up his mind, and even lifted his clothes to show him his abdominal muscles, He Ling was not polite, and looked at it openly.

When his wine glass was about to run low, a call came in, and it was Bai Heng.

He Ling raised his hand to interrupt Lan Mao, who was talking endlessly, and got up to find a quieter place to answer the call, but he didn't stop Lan Mao from following over. From He Ling's point of view, he and Lan Mao Mao Qing is innocent and has nothing to shy away from.

He found a relatively quiet place and answered Bai Heng's call, "Xiao Bai?"

Boheng paused for two seconds, "Where are you?"

"bar."

"Didn't you see the message I sent you?"

He Ling put the phone away suspiciously, only to find the message from half an hour ago, and explained, "Maybe it was too noisy and I didn't hear it."

"Who did you go with?"

Before He Ling could answer, Lan Mao, who was joining in the fun, raised his voice and asked, "Brother, are you dating?"

Even over the noise, the blue fur's voice was clear.

"He Ling?"

Bai Heng's voice was not loud, and He couldn't hear clearly. He didn't like to make phone calls in bars, and he had to prick his ears every time, so he said casually, "It's too noisy, I'll go back and tell you."

He hung up the phone, Lan Mao was very curious, "Boyfriend Cha Gang?"

He Ling raised his voice noncommittally, but the corners of his lips raised slightly because of Lan Mao's address to Bai Heng.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, He Ling was about to head back home.

"Brother, remember to look for me next time you come," Lan Mao chased after him, chattering endlessly, "By the way, brother, my name is Jiang Ze, what's your name?"

He Ling dropped his name and disappeared into the dazzling light without hesitation.

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Xiaobai: Did he go to the bar with someone?He went to the bar with someone!