blowing clouds

When Chen Xiyang was woken up by the alarm clock, he was the only one at home.

Parents don't need to say much, they naturally went to the store to work early in the morning, and Lin Ji, who had been at home for three or four months, also stepped into the university campus. After Chen Xiyang pressed the alarm, the whole world fell into silence.

This piece of tranquility is very suitable for thinking, but Chen Xiyang, who has officially started his job, has no such leisure time. After washing and changing into clean clothes, he went out on an empty stomach.

In the past, when he was a student, he got up early and stayed late, except around the school, he rarely saw crowds gathered together, but now Chen Xiyang is also used to the peak hours of commuting, ringing bicycles clogged the road, resulting in the few cars and It was difficult for the motorbikes breathing heavily, but the people on foot walked lightly, stepping on the rising sun and making quick strides.

The world seemed to have changed, but it didn't seem to change. Chen Xiyang's deepest perception was that no matter how much he looked around, he couldn't find that familiar figure.

Stepping on the spot to arrive at the unit, Chen Xiyang was not the last one to arrive, and the position belonging to the deputy mayor's son was empty.

Like the previous few days, he picked up piles of manuscripts to fulfill the responsibility of the first review. Before he finished the first paragraph, Xu Donghai complained from beside him.

"Mr. Tang, looking at it like this, the efficiency can't be improved. When will we arrange computers in the club?"

Elder Tang blew a few sips of tea leisurely and contentedly: "Let's wait until our group of old antiques retire... But you can mention to the leader that some young authors have already started to use computers to write, so it's not appropriate not to accept such manuscripts."

"That's a rare thing, does anyone here have it?" The middle-aged man opposite Mr. Tang interjected.

Xu Donghai said with a smile: "When we use the computer, the manuscripts we accept will not be limited to the local area."

Small talk at work is always attractive, female editor A Ling also laughed and said: "But that thing is high-tech, I heard that it is quite dangerous, the Y[-]K virus caused a lot of trouble abroad a while ago. .”

"What is the danger of a computer virus? At worst, if the computer breaks down, replace it with a new one."

Ding Zhaoyan staggered into the office, and answered the question smoothly.

Someone made a joke saying that Mr. Ding was rich and powerful, so he just chuckled and walked towards his seat. When he passed by Xu Donghai, he threw the plastic bag in his hand. There were four steaming steamed buns inside.

"I bought it for breakfast, I can't eat any more." Facing Xu Donghai's questioning gaze, Ding Zhaoyan replied.

"Okay, I'm not being polite to you."

Xu Donghai picked it up and ate it, while Chen Xiyang watched the scene silently, feeling a little weird for no reason.One of these two is generous and doesn't hide that he likes men, and the other knows it well and eats the breakfast brought by the other as a matter of course. Could it be that the two of them have a clear conscience?

Perhaps it was his gaze that misunderstood Xu Donghai, so he immediately picked up the plastic bag and handed it over: "You didn't eat breakfast?"

Chen Xiyang originally wanted to refuse, but since he sent Lin Ji to university, he had a bad appetite and hadn't eaten well. At this time, he smelled the aroma of steamed buns, and his stomach let out a growl.

When Chen Xiyang took the bun, he looked at Ding Zhaoyan, and wanted to say thank you, but it suddenly became quite difficult to speak under the playful smile of the other party, so he could only bite the bun silently.

Xu Donghai wanted to chat with him after eating his buns: "Why are you late again today?"

"I'm often late?" Ding Zhaoyan scratched his chin pretentiously, "But today is business. I heard that Lao Zhang from Chengbei Bookstore got sick and retired early, so I went to the hospital to see him."

Ding Zhaoyan has always been doing the work of connecting with various bookstores. It is normal for him to visit an old acquaintance who is sick. Everyone asked a few questions about Lao Zhang’s physical condition, and finally the topic returned to to work.

"Then Chengbei Bookstore is going to change someone to connect with you?"

"Yes," Ding Zhaoyan nodded, jokingly said, "I hope he's a handsome young man."

Xu Donghai was happy: "Don't engage in office politics, don't talk about office romance, my dear friend, you must keep it in mind."

Ding Zhaoyan pretended to suddenly realize: "This is why you rejected me, isn't it?"

Everyone talked and laughed and then resumed their normal work, because they would not be able to think wildly when they were focused. Chen Xiyang also forced himself into a working state. It seemed that the work in the morning was over in a blink of an eye.

Now that the weather is no longer hot, people are not so sleepy in the afternoon, and the work efficiency of a room is not bad. After Chen Xiyang finished reviewing a manuscript, he put it on the desktop of the second review. eyes, after the meeting, Mr. Tang pushed the door and entered.

Everyone in the editorial department looked over and waited for him to convey the spirit of the meeting, but Mr. Tang just arranged lightly: "I'm going to interview a writer in a neighboring city in the next few days, and I'm also an old friend. Xiao Ding, you and Dong Hai let's go."

"Interview?" Although Xu Donghai's eyes were a little confused, he could still see his curiosity and longing.

Ding Zhaoyan was obviously very experienced, nodded and smiled and said, "Good job, room and board reimbursement, and the writer in the neighboring city is easy to deal with, and he can go out to play for a day after finishing work early."

"Okay!" Xu Donghai immediately agreed, and seemed to think of something, his face immediately became hesitant, "Teacher Tang, what day did you just say?"

Elder Tang smiled and said, "Just for these two days, try to come back before the weekend."

"Ah!" Xu Donghai had a regretful expression on his face, "How about next week, I'm going to hold an engagement banquet in these two days, and I really can't afford it."

"How...how can the time be delayed until next week?" Elder Tang hesitated.

Xu Donghai immediately thought of a way, and turned to Chen Xiyang: "My brother, go with Xiaoding for me."

Chen Xiyang frowned subconsciously, and Xu Donghai continued to persuade him without waiting for him to say anything: "Your writing is good, it's a good time to go for an interview! Besides, I told you that the engagement banquet is boring, and it happens that you are not at home, and godfather and godmother don't need it." Go, the province’s family will affect the business. The relationship between our two families does not lie in these superficial articles, let’s get together after I get married.”

The other party arranged a lot of matters in a few words, and Chen Xiyang had nothing to refute. Elder Tang also looked over, his eyes clearly handed over the interview task to him.

Chen Xiyang thought there was nothing he couldn't go to, anyway, he could come back before the weekend and see Lin Ji...but so what if he saw Lin Ji?

Chen Xiyang raised his head with a wry smile, and saw the secretive expression on Ding Zhaoyan's face, as well as the slightly raised eyebrows.

Lin Ji was still in school, and temporarily learned that Chen Xiyang was going to visit other places only his parents, the old couple naturally had no objection, Chen Li just told him to pay attention to the unit standard for food and lodging, and not to over-enjoy.

There is a ready-made long-distance bus to the neighboring city. Chen Xiyang and Ding Zhaoyan made an appointment and set off early the next morning.

There were not many passengers in the car, no one was noisy, the car seemed very deserted, the two of them hardly communicated during the short journey, Ding Zhaoyan seemed to be sleeping the whole time wearing big sunglasses, but Chen Xiyang had a wealth of experience, from the sound of breathing He could tell that the other party was not asleep.

But he couldn't calm down, because they were sitting next to each other, and the faint scent of perfume on Ding Zhaoyan's body enveloped him all the time, as if it had penetrated into the bottom of his heart and took root.

Chen Xiyang is very clear that he has no feelings for Ding Zhaoyan, but he can't help but be attracted to him, and somehow wants to hold him firmly in the palm of his hand.

Just like a traveler lost in the dark night, he will desperately rush to the only ray of light.

Especially after the other party's dress is not so exaggerated, he looks like a student.

As expected, Ding Zhaoyan did not sleep. As soon as the long-distance bus arrived at the stop, he took off his sunglasses and sat up straight like a programmed procedure: "Eat first or work first? Or do you want to go around first?"

Chen Xiyang said calmly: "You have experience, listen to you."

Contrary to the impression given by others, Ding Zhaoyan is quite responsible. He took Chen Xiyang to drink a bowl of mutton soup for breakfast and then went straight to the writer's residence. The interview to promote the new book went much smoother than Chen Xiyang imagined.

The only thing that surprised him was Ding Zhaoyan's level of asking questions and communicating with people. He changed his usual sloppy manner, and he couldn't tell that he was a dude at all. Chen Xiyang became a silent writing tool, but he secretly Admire, no dissatisfaction.

Lunch was used at the writer's house. After eating, the interview continued. After the event, we chatted about each other's recent life. It was around four o'clock in the afternoon when the two returned with a full load, neither early nor late.

Chen Xiyang, who had endured it for almost a day, lit a cigarette after going out, puffed and said, "Let's go back now?"

At this point, it is possible to catch up with the last car on the return journey.

Ding Zhaoyan laughed twice, turned around and looked Chen Xiyang up and down: "It's hard to come out, it's boring to go back like this. The night market here opens early, let's go sit for a while, stay at night and steal the day lazy."

stay.

From the outside, these two words did not seem to cause Chen Xiyang the slightest fluctuation, he took a deep breath of cigarettes: "Okay."

Neither of them was hungry, so Ding Zhaoyan just picked some roadside stalls and ordered some beer and barbecue.

Even if the weather is not too hot, beer and barbecue are delicious. Ding Zhaoyan opened a bottle of beer and handed it over: "It just so happens that we have almost zero interaction in private, we can chat, maybe it can change your attitude towards me." stereotype."

Chen Xiyang's face remained unchanged: "I don't hate you."

"That is, who would hate a handsome man?" Ding Zhaoyan smiled lightly, as if telling an unquestionable truth.

Compared with other colleagues in the same unit, Chen Xiyang should be the coldest towards Ding Zhaoyan, so some people naturally think that Chen Xiyang cares about him a little bit. I hate this same kind who can't learn to hide.

He was just speechless when facing Ding Zhaoyan. This speechlessness contained some fear, some admiration, some yearning, and some low self-esteem.

Talking about chatting, the communication between the two is still pitiful, most of the time they eat and drink on their own, but as the night wind blows and the things around them gradually hide in the darkness, Chen Xiyang suddenly finds that he wants to When speaking, it is no longer so difficult.

"Are you, born?"

Ding Zhaoyan understood what he was asking, smiled and took a sip of beer: "Probably, I don't like girls anyway."

The surroundings gradually became noisy, as if adding a barrier to them to help them guard their secrets.

"The family doesn't care?" Chen Xiyang continued to ask.

"Don't worry, don't care," Ding Zhaoyan said lightly, as if telling someone else's story, "Beat me, scold me, put me in confinement, find me a doctor in a mental hospital, I've tried everything, but it didn't work. "

Chen Xiyang nodded and stopped talking.

Ding Zhaoyan was drawing something on the oily wooden tabletop with a string of iron chisels, then suddenly raised his head to look at Chen Xiyang: "What about you?"

Chen Xiyang's hand holding the wine glass paused in mid-air: "What am I?"

Ding Zhaoyan smiled calmly: "I'm very good at distinguishing the same kind, and even here——a town I haven't been to a few times, I have a few friends."

Chen Xiyang's tone seemed to be a counterattack or a mockery: "Then your life is quite colorful."

Ding Zhaoyan was not angry at all, and continued to smile: "Compared to you, I am indeed better. My teacher taught us to be honest since childhood."

Late at night, the business in the store became more and more popular, and there were already no empty seats, and the real owner did not come to urge them to pay and leave, even though they sat here for a long time without adding wine or food.

After a long time, Ding Zhaoyan yawned lazily: "Let's go, I'm sleepy."

According to the standards of the agency, people on business trips can only live in the most common guest houses, but Ding Zhaoyan didn't dislike it, so he found a random one nearby, and quickly opened the key.

As soon as he came to the door and opened it, Ding Zhaoyan was pushed back by a strange force behind him, and fell into the darkness of the room. The next second the door was violently closed, and the darkness flowed from all directions like a tide. Coming, he felt himself being held tightly in his arms.

Chen Xiyang felt his whole body trembling, but felt that he was full of strength at this moment. He pressed his face against the back of Ding Zhaoyan's neck short of breath. Send me your arms.

What he held in his arms was not the body he had longed for, but it was a warm and firm body of the same kind, like a drowning person clinging tightly to a life-saving canoe, and he was unwilling to let go life or death.

But Ding Zhaoyan, who seemed weak and had no reason to reject him, suddenly broke free with greater strength, and pushed him far away without mercy.

Under the moonlight, Ding Zhaoyan's outline was as cold as a blade, and his tone was also the same: "Let's not say you like me, even if you just fell in love with my face, I will not push you away, but Chen Xiyang, In your eyes, it doesn't matter who I am, you just want to hold a homosexual like you, as if in this way you are normal, you can comfort yourself, you can escape from something, right?"