Porcelain industry leader

It was the first time for Gu Qingchi to enter Song Yu's bedroom.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a warm feeling, probably because all the decorations are in softer tones, and the curtains are off-white and checked, and they have not been drawn.

The lamp on the bedside table is warm yellow, as is the wall lamp.

The floor was covered with a fluffy carpet, and he saw Song Yu stepping on the carpet with his bare feet and rushing out to take off his shoes. When he stepped on it, it was like stepping on cotton, itchy and crispy.

There is only a big bed, a desk and a huge wooden wardrobe in the room. The bed and the wardrobe each occupy half of the room. The wardrobe is hidden behind the sliding door. It is designed in a "concave" shape with a floor mirror in the middle. Both sides are full of clothes and pants, which are classified according to different color styles.

Makes you feel like you're in a mall.

Gu Qingchi was a few centimeters taller than Song Yu, with slightly wider shoulders.

Song Yu picked out a loose-fitting hoodie and gestured at him, "It should be about the same, do you like this one?"

Gu Qingchi nodded, Song Yu's clothes felt different to the touch, and they also had a faint fragrance, which should be the smell of laundry detergent.

Gu Qingchi took it to his nose and sniffed it, "Lemon smell, don't you just like lemon-flavored things? The perfume also smells of lemon."

"Your nose is quite good." Song Yu pointed to the bed, "Sit down, I'll get you some medicine to disinfect."

Gu Qingchi responded.

Song Yu's four-piece bed suit was all white. He was afraid of getting it dirty, so he sat cross-legged on the carpet. The carpet was light gray, so it couldn't be seen that it was even dirty.

Song Yu walked in with the medicine box in his arms, and laughed, "Why, are you going to meditate here!?"

"Your quilt cover is all white. It's hard to wash when you sit back and get dirty. I just got into a fight with someone, and my pants are like rolling in mud." Lu Qingchi leaned back on the edge of the bed, raised his head and smiled and said.

"It's okay, if it's dirty, it's dirty, it's about to be washed," Song Yu threw the medicine box on the bed, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and stepped on the carpet with the other leg, "Besides, I didn't wash it anyway. Just put it in the washing machine and roll it casually."

Song Yu patted the mattress, and Gu Qingchi rubbed the back of his neck and sat on it embarrassedly.

"Take off your clothes! Why do I still have to heal your injuries?" Song Yu raised the tweezers in his hand and knocked on the edge of the medicine box.

"Oh!" Gu Qingchi quickly raised his hand, took off his clothes, and sat with his back turned.

Song Yu finally saw the scar on his lower back clearly. It was about ten centimeters long and stretched from the spine to the lower left. It was horrifying, as if someone had stabbed him from behind. It may take a long time to recover. It's a thing of the past.

"How did you get this scar on your back?" Song Yu unscrewed the bottle and took out an alcohol cotton ball.

"It was hacked." Gu Qingchi said honestly.

"Why did you want to kill you?" Song Yu moved forward a little bit, holding Gu Qingchi's shoulder blade with one hand.

"Just fight, bastards, fight if you don't like it, what reason do you want?" Lu Qingchi squeezed his calf with both hands.

"Be patient, your skin will be rubbed off, it will hurt a little." Song Yu said.

"It's okay." Gu Qingchi lowered his head. In fact, he almost didn't feel the pain of this small injury. It's probably not as deep as the last time a beer bottle cut his arm.

"May I ask which gang you belong to?" Song Yu lightly tapped his wound, "Is it the kind that collects protection money?"

"No." Gu Qingchi laughed tremblingly, Song Yu slapped him on the back, and he struggled to hold back his smile, "Just help people to ask for debts."

"A thug from a debt collection company?" Song Yu was a little surprised, no wonder he was able to conjure up so much money at once.

"Ah, it can be regarded as a thug, but it can't be regarded as a special debt collection company," Gu Qingchi said, "Our leader is an entertainment city, and there are many people under him. It's very chaotic. I don't know how the loan process works. Just help people get their debts back, sometimes you have to work hard when you encounter difficulties."

"Then does your father know that you are doing this? Isn't he worried about such a dangerous thing?" Song Yu asked.

Gu Qingchi didn't even have the nerve to say that his father let him enter this line of business, so he changed the subject and said, "Then there's no way, I don't have much education, and the money I earn isn't enough to support myself. It's easy to make money in this line of work, like last time If you take that order, you can get tens of thousands of yuan at a time, and it is quite refreshing for our boss to give money."

After hearing this, Song Yu felt that his chest was congested, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

He has never come into contact with such people, and sometimes he sees debtor companies splashing red paint on people's doors or threatening violence in the news, and he feels that such people are probably very cruel and rascals.

To be honest, he looked down on this kind of person, who was idle all day long.

The helplessness and humbleness in Gu Qingchi's words really made people feel distressed.

He wanted to curse.

Gu Qingchi was really stupid.

It's cool to give money to the boss, but you are the one who puts your own life on the line, can you not be happy!

If something happens, it is estimated that the little money earned is not enough to pay for medical expenses.

One life is worth tens of thousands of yuan.

No wonder he got angry because of his words when he squinted and gave money last time.

He really wanted to scold Gu Qingchi so hard right now, but he couldn't bear to puncture the little joy left in his heart.

In Gu Qingchi's world, it might be a blessing to give money easily.

Conversely, thinking about it carefully, he must have been cheated before to understand the mood of the cheated person, so he was so stubborn to pay back the 3 yuan.

Integrity is important to him.

"Gu Qingchi, I can't stop you from doing what you want to do, but if you stand in front of me with blood stains like last time, I will definitely not save you, you know!?" Song Yu poked Gu Qingchi heavily The spine warned, "You can take care of your own life!"

Gu Qingchi nodded, and muttered softly, "Got it."

"Except for the brave things like today." Song Yu said with a smile.

The corners of Gu Qingchi's mouth curled up.

"I was so nervous that I forgot to thank you just now," Song Yu cut off the gauze and pasted it on Gu Qingchi's back, "Thank you for blocking that blow for me."

"You're welcome, your life is much more valuable than mine." Gu Qingchi said.

Song Yu frowned, and patted him on the back, "Anybody's life is equally valuable! Don't you look down on yourself!? Even if it's just the trash pickers on the road, if something happens to them, their family members will be worried It’s uncomfortable, everyone’s life is equally precious, you know that?”

Gu Qingchi lowered his head, not daring to speak.

This is the first time in his life that someone told him that every life is equally precious and should be cherished.

He has always regarded himself as a trapped animal in a cage. When it’s time to go out to perform, he goes out to perform, and when it’s time to go home and lie down, he goes home and lies down. It’s luck if he can survive, and it doesn’t matter if he can’t. Not the life you want.

Before meeting Song Yu, he didn't even feel that his life was in his own hands.

How could there be such a good person as Song Yu in the world.

So good that he couldn't find any decent words to describe his goodness.

Song Yu applied some medicine for reducing stasis and swelling on him, put away the medicine box, and clapped his hands, "Okay, take it easy when you take a bath at night, and don't get the wound."

Gu Qingchi rubbed the tip of his nose, turned around with red eyes, hung his head and mustered up the courage to ask, "Can I hug you?"

Song Yu froze for a moment, put the medicine box aside, and opened his arms.

Gu Qingchi immediately rushed forward and hugged him, his chin over his shoulder, ear to ear.

He could smell the scent of shampoo on Song Yu's head.

Song Yu raised his hand and rubbed the scar on his back, "Are you going to perform a crying scene for me next?"

Gu Qingchi smiled and sniffed, "We tough guys never cry, even if we are moved."

Song Yu rubbed the back of his head, Gu Qingchi's hair was no longer as prickly as it was last time, it felt soft to the touch, "I still say the same thing, just tell me if you have any difficulties, I can help , I will do my best to help you."

"Thank you." Gu Qingchi tightened his arms and rubbed against his ear.

Thank you God for allowing me to meet such a wonderful you.

It was the first time for Gu Qingchi to hug someone at such a young age. When he hugged Song Yu, he felt a beam of light in his arms, it was so warm, and his bones were almost softened by the heat.

Song Yu felt that the arms around his back were loose, so he also lowered his arms.

When the two separated, Song Yu couldn't help but glanced at Gu Qingchi's lower abdomen.

I rely on!

Yes, Gu Qingchi!

This waistline!This ratio!The abs!

The figure is simply better than the trainer in the gym!

Song Yu always felt that the coach's chest muscles were too exaggerated, like two steel plates, and lost the beauty, but Gu Qingchi's was quite good.

Feeling his gaze, Gu Qingchi laughed, pointed to his lower abdominal muscles and said, "Do you have any?"

Song Yu couldn't stand it when he heard this, after all, he is also a person who has applied for an annual card in the gym!Although I only go there two or three times a week...

He immediately retracted his stomach and picked up his clothes.

Gu Qingchi reached out and pinched his waist, "Suppressed it!?"

Song Yu was unprepared, he spewed out a mouthful of air and immediately turned six yuan into a flat plate.

Gu Qingchi laughed wildly, and Song Yu also pinched his waist, but the abdominal muscles did not disappear.

"How did you practice?" Song Yu bent his knees, put his hands on his head, rested his chin on the back of his hands, his gaze was still on Gu Qingchi's body.

"For boxing, there is a boxing gym upstairs in the entertainment city opened by Lao Cao. Those of us who are familiar with him often go to play, and there are some fitness equipment in it." Gu Qingchi said while putting on his clothes.

"Oh, okay," Song Yu lowered his eyelids, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

"Go back to the mahjong parlor, my dad hasn't been home these two days." Gu Qingchi said.

"Oh, let's have dinner together that night, don't forget." Song Yu said.

"No," Gu Qingchi stood up and turned his head and said, "I'll return this clothes to you after I wash them tomorrow."

"Give it to you," Song Yu thought for a while and then added, "It's not that I dislike you wearing it, or I simply gave it to you. I'm wearing it a little too big."

"Oh," Gu Qingchi laughed, "Thank you."

"Thank you, get out of here." Song Yu fell on the bed and picked up the phone, "Go out and close the door for me, see you tonight."

"Well, see you tonight." Gu Qingchi helped him close the door.

Ten minutes after Gu Qingchi left, Song Yu's heartbeat slowly slowed down.

I don't know why, just now when Gu Qingchi said that he wanted to hug him, his heart twitched suddenly, and his hands trembled a little from the nervousness.

I've never hugged a man like this in my entire life.

Not even women!

Looking back now I still feel a little embarrassed.

Then the heartbeat started to speed up again.

what.

Annoying people!

Gu Qingchi's figure is so good!

Song Yu rolled around on the bed twice, and clicked on Gu Qingchi's WeChat Moments.

It's still the photo taken with the delivery last time.

The mosaic-like picture quality is also irresistibly handsome.

Not long after staring at the photo, Song Yu fell asleep lying on the bed.

In the dream, Gu Qingchi stood shirtless in front of him, pointed to his belly and asked, "Do you have any?"

Song Yu sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at him, shaking his head.

"Greedy," Gu Qingchi took a step forward, grabbed his palm and pressed it to his abs, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "May I touch it?"

Song Yu followed his lower abdomen all the way to the waistline, smooth and firm to the touch, and finally poked it with his fingertips.

Hard.

Gu Qingchi suddenly grabbed his fingers, bent down and put them in front of him, "Song Yu, do you like me?"

Song Yu was startled awake by Gu Qingchi's cold and mocking eyes at the end.

Heart beating wildly.

He covered his chest and sighed, and it took him a long time to recover.

Leaving aside whether Gu Qingchi likes him or not, even if he hears that he is gay, he would be so frightened that he would stand back.

Just like his good friend before.

He said it's okay, and I don't mind your sexual orientation, but in the end, he still lost contact with him.

Except for the relatives around him and the friends he thought he could trust, Song Yu had never mentioned his sexuality to anyone else.

He didn't know whether he should tell Gu Qingchi about this.

Just say something out of thin air, "I'm gay, would you still want to be my friend?"

Gu Qingchi would be a ghost if he didn't treat him as a psychopath.

Maybe he would speculate wildly about his purpose for saying this.

Would Gu Qingchi think that he was seeking a relationship?

No, no, Gu Qingchi's brain should not be able to turn this corner, and he would just stand there with his mouth open, not knowing what to say.

He could already imagine the bewildered look of that steel straight man Gu Qingchi when he heard these words.

He never thought about developing something with Gu Qingchi. At the beginning, he was willing to lend money to Gu Qingchi simply because he thought that this person was quite reliable and had a little sympathy.

After that, he didn't take the initiative to approach him, but these few times of reaching out might be mixed with other factors, and he didn't think about it.

He didn't know how to answer the question in Gu Qingchi's dream.

If you don't have it, Gu Qingchi's face has been lingering in his mind recently, if you say it is, but he didn't think about going further with him.

It feels so good.

Another reason is probably... I can't develop even if I want to.

That idiot Gu Qingchi.

How could it make sense!

Hey.

Headache.

After squinting at the store in the evening, he opened his mouth and said that someone was making trouble in the store in the morning.

When Gu Qingchi called Slant Eye in the morning, he didn't tell him the reason, and Slant Eye couldn't even guess that it was the big guy in front of him who messed up.

Listening to him talking endlessly there, Gu Qingchi secretly laughed in his heart.

"Later, our manager also said that we were going to develop a new market in City Z. The market here has been ruined by people, so he asked me if I would go." Said squinting.

"Then are you going?" Gu Qingchi asked.

"What am I going to do with you all here! I don't know the place where I go alone, doesn't it mean I was bullied?" squinting and winking, "Isn't there still you here?"

"Then will your restaurant be closed?" Gu Qingchi asked.

"Closing is a matter of time. I think it will be transferred when we move to City Z. I heard that the rent is due for more than a month, so I guess it will be there." Squinting and sighing, "I have to change to a new job." Hey."

Gu Qingchi glanced at him, but didn't speak, he probably guessed the meaning of squinting.

Sure enough, squinting, he took the initiative to speak: "Brother, can I follow you?"

Gu Qingchi didn't speak.

Although Squint has a father, a mother, and a grandmother, they are not much better than him. His father is an old gambler, and his mother works day and night in a factory in the countryside. The money he earns is not enough for him to lose, and his grandmother has diabetes. , have to inject insulin to control blood sugar.

Squint has to send 500 yuan back to his hometown every month, pay [-] yuan in rent, and the rest is his real expenses.

The reason why Gu Qingchi seldom let him participate in debt collection is because Squint has family members to take care of him, so he can't have any accidents.

"Is it okay?" Squinting eyes bumped into Gu Qingchi's arm again.

"No," Gu Qingchi squeezed his shoulder, "I'm not going to do it either."

"Ah??" The squinted eyes were quite surprised, "Why?"

"Ah shit," Gu Qingchi leaned on the sofa and picked the decorative zipper on the side waist of his clothes, "I just quit, no reason."

"Then what are you going to do next?" squinting and leaning against him, "Can you take me with you!?"

"I don't know, I haven't figured it out yet," Gu Qingchi patted the squinting shoulder, "But I definitely won't leave you behind."

Uncle and aunt closed the shop early at night, and went home to prepare a table of good dishes for Gu Qingchi.

"Xiao Yu, quickly call Qingchi and ask if he's off work." My aunt came out from the kitchen with a plate of sweet and sour carp.

Ever since my uncle told my aunt about Gu Qingchi's heroic deeds vividly, my aunt's love for Gu Qingchi has deepened a lot, and her impression of the profession of urban management is different, and she has urged her several times in the past two hours.

Song Yu didn't bother to explain so much, so he answered and dialed Gu Qingchi's number.

"Have you gone out?" Song Yu asked.

"A few buildings are here, I forgot." Gu Qingchi said.

"Come in from the south gate and turn right to the sixth building. There is a big tree at the gate." Afraid that Gu Qingchi wouldn't be able to touch it, Song Yu got up and said, "Hey, I'll come down and pick you up."

"Oh, I'll ask the guard." Gu Qingchi said.

Song Yu didn't hang up the phone, went down the stairs and stood by the flower garden, "Didn't we come in from the north gate in the morning, the south gate is in another direction, can you find it?"

"I found it." Gu Qingchi stood behind Song Yu with a smile, hung up the phone, and patted him on the back.

Song Yu turned around and was stunned for two seconds.

Gu Qingchi had his hair cut and shaved. His hair was cut very short, just like the last time he had an injection in the hospital, and it felt a little prickly to the touch.

Two parallel lines more than two inches long were shaved above the left ear.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered Gu Qingchi's weird smile and that weird question in the dream.

"Why are you staring at me?" Gu Qingchi stepped forward, put one hand on Song Yu's shoulder, and pointed to the door with the other, "Is this the building?"

"Ah, yes." Song Yu came back to his senses, covered his chest and didn't feel embarrassed to look at him again.

My heart beats so fast! ! !

"What are you doing at home this afternoon?" Gu Qingchi asked casually out of words.

"... I fell asleep." Song Yu said helplessly.