The director is too flirtatious

On weekends, the director came to my home to accompany me to work overtime. The director brought breakfast. After I had breakfast with the director, I started working.

My workbench is on the left hand side of the sofa, and the director sits on the sofa next to me.When I peeked at the director, I found that she was seriously reading the book in her hand.

This is a book taken from my bookshelf. "Design360°" contains some design cases, it can be regarded as a magazine.

At this time, the sun outside was just right, and one or two white clouds were swaying in the blue sky.The director looked serious, sitting on the sofa and flipping through the book calmly.

She didn't have any makeup on today, and she still came in slippers when she came to my house.Wearing a white T and leisurely cropped shorts, with her hair pulled up casually, she has a different feeling from the always delicate and beautiful girl in the company.

I watched secretly, and my heart became weaker and weaker.

The director didn't know if he saw something or thought of something, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the arc of that smile seemed to have a fascinating charm.

"You look at me like this, can you still work seriously?" The director suddenly said, she smiled and raised her head to look at me with a hint of playfulness.

Only then did I realize that the director was laughing at me, so I coughed quickly, "I'll be dumbfounded."

The director obviously didn't believe what I said, but he didn't expose me. I quickly turned around and looked at the computer, not daring to look at the director anymore.

In order to concentrate, I had to find out the earphones, put them on, and listen to the music to work.

Once in the state, you won't be distracted by the people around you.My expression also gradually became more serious, the music I liked was playing in my ears, and what appeared in my mind was the effect I was going to achieve.

In this way, I worked hard, until a glass of water was placed on my table, and I suddenly remembered that I was not alone at home.

My headphones are so loud that I can't hear anything outside when I put them on.I took off the earphones, looked up at the director, then at the glass of water next to me, and couldn't help but smile, "Thank you."

I picked up the water and took a sip, but it was like drinking honey water, with a hint of sweetness.

"I see that you are working too hard. Let's get up and take a walk. It's almost noon. I'll be able to eat later." The director said with a smile.

"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment, got up and went to the kitchen, saw that there were vegetables in the kitchen, looked back at the director in surprise and asked, "When did you buy the vegetables?"

"Just now." The director looked at me funny, "I told you that I went out to buy groceries, but you ignored me."

I scratched my head in embarrassment, "My earphones are too loud, so I didn't hear it. Then sit down, director, and I'll cook."

"No, you have to work on weekends, and you have worked hard, let me do it." The director held my hand and refused to let me do it.

"How can there be any reason to let the guests do it?"

"It's not the master's way to throw the guests aside, is it?" the director said with a half-smile.

This made me feel a little embarrassed, but I can't help it, I can't work without leaving the director aside.

The director pinched my face, "When will you be less polite to me?"

In fact, I have become more and more rude to the director.I was afraid at the beginning, but now it is natural, and I have been slowly changing.I am used to her existence, and I am also used to her tolerance for myself.

I hesitated to speak, and finally waved my hand, "Okay, then I will work hard on the director, I will wait for today."

"Although it's not as delicious as what you made, it's at least edible."

"Haha, what you said made me feel guilty." I chatted with the director for a while, and went back to work.

At noon, I ate the meal cooked by the director himself, so I naturally felt happy.The director refused to intervene in the dishwashing, so naturally I took care of it.

After I finished washing the dishes, I saw that the director was sleepy on the sofa, so I said, "Why don't you go back to your room and take a rest? Just go back to my room."

The director blinked and looked at me, the mist in his eyes looked extraordinarily dazed and cute.I couldn't help but smile and frowned, stepped forward and pulled her up, "Go and take a nap."

It was the first time I pulled the director's wrist. Her skin was so delicate that I couldn't bear to let it go when I touched it.

I pressed the director on my bed, then took the notebook from the bedside table, and brought in the book she was reading from the living room, "No, play with the computer, play with the mobile phone, or read, whatever you want, sleepy If you just lay down, you can fall asleep."

The director couldn't laugh or cry, looked at the things in his arms, and then said with a smile: "Does your computer have any shady secrets?"

"How can there be any secret?" I also laughed, "I don't care about you."

I safely left the director in the room and went out to work.

However, in order to avoid things like this morning, I turned down the volume of the earphones a lot.Just when I was feeling a little drowsy while doing this, I suddenly seemed to hear the director's voice.

I took off the earphones and raised my voice and asked, "Director, are you calling me?"

"You have photos in your computer, can I see them?" The director's voice came from my room.

It turned out to be asking this, and I didn't think much about it. "Okay, just flip through."

The director didn't call me back, I guess she should be looking at the photos, so I put the earphones back on.I didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but as I continued to do it, I felt as if something was missing.

I couldn't help but stop the pen in my hand, tilt my head, and think carefully about what I missed, otherwise why would I feel a little uneasy in my heart?

What is missing...

Reminiscent of what the director asked me just now, I suddenly realized.

Ahhh, the photos stored in the notebook, and the photos taken by Wu Wen and I when we went to Chongqing!

I was so frightened that I immediately stood up, pulled the headphone cable, and almost broke the cable directly.I quickly tore off the earphones, threw them away, and rushed into the room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw me leaning on the bed, reading something with my notebook in front of me.I don't know if the director has found those photos, I feel so guilty that my scalp will explode, "That...the director...I..."

The director didn't seem to be surprised by my appearance. She raised her head and glanced at me, the corners of her lips raised slightly. It was obviously a very gentle smile, but it made me feel panicked.

Just when I silently prayed in my heart that the director didn't see it, or when I didn't think about it.The director's voice sounded, "I seem to have discovered something by accident."

My mouth was dry for a moment, I opened my mouth, and managed to squeeze out the words, "Fa... what did you find?"

"I found the photos you took in Chongqing."

It's over, really found out.

Standing at the door, I suddenly felt how stupid it was to rush in recklessly.I should pretend that I didn't think of it, or in this case, the director will pretend that I didn't notice it.Instead of lifting all the covers like it is now.

I was a little panicked and overwhelmed, my scalp was numb, and my heart sank straight down.I don't know what I'm panicking about, probably because I'm afraid of facing the director's strange gaze?

The director didn't hear my answer, so she looked up at me. Seeing me standing there stupidly, she asked, "Why are you standing there stupidly?"

I don't know what I should do, neither going in nor going out.I shook my hands a few times, not knowing what to say.In the end, I had no choice but to smile wryly, and asked with some concealment: "Do you think I was very young at that time?"

"It's very young, like I said before, like a high school student." The director was still pointing his finger at the notebook, apparently still looking at it, and said with a half-smile: "But I remember, you said you were Chongqing with your boyfriend?"

"No, I didn't say that." I denied it.

"No? Is that what I heard wrong?" the director asked back.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I just said that I went to Chongqing with my partner."

When I said this, I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.A person has been in the cabinet for a long time, and the moment the cabinet door is suddenly opened, sometimes it is not the panic that is exposed, but the inexplicable relaxation.

It was as if a prisoner who knew he was going to die, when he finally heard the news that he was sentenced to death, he might not panic, but he might have let go of all his burdens.

And I'm obviously in the latter state as well.

The director seemed to be taken aback for a moment, maybe he didn't expect me to admit it so cleanly?

I looked at her expression, smiled wryly, and leaned against the door of the room. "Surprised?"

"It's a little bit." She didn't deny it, but nodded, "You look..." The director looked at me for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "It doesn't look like a curved one."

I didn't see any unnaturalness in the director, even if he was joking, it was just like facing a very ordinary thing.I became more relaxed in my heart, and my tense nerves were finally relieved, and I smiled a little, "Do you think I look like Yuzhi Yuzhi?"

"Yu Zhi?" The director didn't understand the meaning of my word.

"It's the abbreviation for the first straight girl in the universe." I laughed.

So the director also smiled and bent his eyebrows, "It really doesn't look like it, I didn't think about it at all."

"Do you imagine a lesbian is short-haired, tattooed, smoking, dressed masculine, and tall and thin?" I asked amusedly.

The director thought for a while and said, "Not all of them, it's just that this part of the people will be more obvious, so the impression given to everyone will stay here."

"Yes." I nodded, "But I'm not."

The director smiled and shook her head, she looked at the photo on the computer screen, "Your ex is very beautiful, do you like this type?"

When Wu Wen and I were together, he wore black hair and straight hair, and had a sweet smile. He was not as cute as Liu Qingmei, but he had a ghostly feeling.

I thought about it and shook my head. "I can't say exactly what I like, it's just that I liked her at the time, that's all."

"Then who are you chasing whom?"

"I, I chased her." Speaking of this, I touched my nose in embarrassment, because I remembered my clumsy way of chasing people. According to Ma Yuelin, this is not chasing at all.

The director's smile seemed to fade a bit, and his eyes seemed to become darker.She looked at me deeply, with the same tone that she said that I liked my ex very much in the ancient town, and repeated this sentence again, "It seems that you really like her..."

I lowered my head, looked at my toes, and smiled, a smile that didn't mean anything, "I used to like it very much."

The director was silent for a moment, "You didn't want me to see your partner's photo because your ex was a woman?"

"Yeah." At this point, any pretense was meaningless, so I nodded frankly.

"You...are you very concerned about the fact that you like the same sex?"

"Yes, I am very concerned."

The reality can't allow me to not care, the eyes of the world and the expectations of parents can't allow me to not care.So I carefully concealed my identity, making myself look like a heterosexual.

We fell into a moment of silence again. I was not used to this kind of atmosphere, so I couldn't help but say, "Actually, it's nothing. I'm no different from you. I live the same life and work the same overtime. Just like me now. , and have to bring work home.”

I always felt a bit hesitant to speak, I was afraid that she would say something uncontrollable, so I pretended to be relaxed and joked: "Or are you going to give me little shoes because of my status, Director?"

The director was a little dumbfounded, and gave me an angry look, "What are you thinking?"

I laughed, and the director asked, "I remember you said that your ex was married?"

"Yeah, Tiantian and the others came over last time and told me she was pregnant." I shrugged.

The director saw that I didn't have any strange expression, so he smiled slightly and didn't continue this topic. "I haven't finished the photo yet, do you want to look at it with me?"

That's... no need...

Although the director seems to have accepted my identity as gay very frankly, but in fact I haven't digested the news myself.Don't talk about looking at photos of your ex with the director.Now I can't wait to find a place to get up and digest, so I simply shook my head, "Director, you can see for yourself, I'm going out to continue working."

"Well, let's go."

And when I turned around and walked out, I suddenly heard the director's voice behind me, "Yi Nian, you are very good, you are excellent, don't belittle yourself."

My steps paused.

Why is it so easy for the director to hear my emotions from my words?Uncertainty about feelings and low self-esteem, fear and worry about the future will always have nothing to hide in front of the director.

How can I not like such a director?

And how dare I like such a director?

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