My language is the anchor

Looking at the ceiling, Zhang Pinwei really felt that it was too exciting for him to propose marriage every two days when he was just sober, and his heart was beating wildly.

"Zhang Pinxiang, is he back yet?"

"Pig head. You just proposed directly. Why did you ask him to buy food for you?"

"Tell you that you don't understand either."

Zhang Pinxiang fed him twice: "I'm back. But..."

"But what?"

Zhang Pinxiang touched his chin: "Brother, there is a rival in love!"

Zhang Pinwei was taken aback: "Rival in love?" Zhao Xicheng?

"It's a woman. Little nurse."

"female?"

"However, Hanwu is gay, so you shouldn't care."

Zhang Pinwei didn't respond, saying he didn't care, but now he felt uncomfortable.

"Oh! I was pestered. That little nurse named Zhang Haiying really likes him. I think she has been pestering him for several days, and now she is still holding his hand secretly. Our anchor seems to be a while Can't get out."

Zhang Pinwei looked at the ceiling and frowned. He could imagine Han Wuyu's shy and shy refusal, and with the woman pestering him again, his face was probably as red as a boiled shrimp by now. Cute and gentle, but how could the group of female jackals who saw the antelope's leg meat let him go!

"Finally, look at the face of our anchor, it's so cute red."

"You go get that woman."

Zhang Pinxiang raised his eyebrows: "What are you afraid of? He doesn't like women."

Zhang Pinwei frowned, it was true, he knew it himself, but he couldn't hide the irritability in his heart.Both of them don't like women, and he already has plans to live with Han Wuyu for the rest of his life. He is willing to join hands with Han Wuyu for a lifetime like an old couple, but that's because in this relationship, he still belongs to the male side. So can you think in Korean?Will you be willing to belong to the female side for the rest of your life?

Zhang Pinxiang glanced at his brother: "I'm back. I'll get out first." Seeing his brother's pitiful frown, he walked to the nursing station to rescue his future brother-in-law.

Zhang Pinwei waved his hand casually, but there was silence for a while.

"Are you hungry? I'm back."

Zhang Pinwei looked at Han Wuyu, whose face was reddish, and watched him arrange meals for himself, and stretched out his hand to pull his sleeves.No matter what he thought, he couldn't do without the man in front of him.Very selfishly wanting to possess him, let him be under her for the rest of her life, let him be by her side for the rest of her life.

"That... I know you're a man, what am I talking about... I mean, I want you to stay with me forever."

Han Wuyu was taken aback for a moment, and his blushing face became even redder: "Yeah."

Zhang Pinwei took his hand: "I know you are a man, and you are still a man in our relationship." He suddenly found that his skill of not being able to explain the point was comparable to Zhang Pinxiang.

Han Wuyu sat by the bed, caught a glimpse of the red box under the quilt, and quietly held it in his hands.

Zhang Pinwei was incoherent again: "I believe you don't like women, but if you really feel that you are by my side, how can I say... just feel wronged, I..."

Han Wuyu opened the ring box with a bang, put on the ring on his own, and put it on for him.

"Marry me?" He smiled and said, "The order seems to be reversed."

Zhang Pinwei looked at the ring on his hand, leaned his head against the pillow and chuckled, stretched out his arms to hook his head, and kissed his forehead intimately: "When did you find out?"

"While washing the camera bag."

"Third Master. Is it really possible?"

Han Wuyu was quiet for a while: "The day you had an accident, I was not a family member, and I was kicked out by the medical staff."

Zhang Pinwei paused and looked at him.

Han Wuyu stood up and shook his hand: "At that time, I really felt wronged." He touched the ring and said, "Because legally, I will never be your family member for the rest of my life."

Zhang Pinwei's eyes were hot, and he reached out to touch his face.

Han Wuyu looked at him and said, "It's a bit embarrassing, but it's okay to tell you." Curling the corners of his mouth, he said, "I was crying in the corridor."

"Crying? Third Master, you're so brave."

"There is still a follow-up."

"You say." Touched his hand.

Han Wuyu's eyes were also a little red: "I am crying and shouting." After a pause, he said: "Zhang Pinwei, marry me, okay?"

Zhang Pinwei's eyes were red but he laughed out loud. He stood up with one hand, endured the pain in his body, and kissed him. The next moment, he was so weak from the pain. The moment he collapsed, he was embraced by Han Wuyu, hugged him, and slowly kissed him. Lay it back on the bed.

"Third Master, so strong."

"Your third master has practiced judo and is very strong."

"A real man."

"Master Zhang, can you feel wronged and marry me?"

Zhang Pinwei reached out his hand to touch his face, said with a light smile, "Master Zhang, I like masculinity, and I like men like you, Third Master."

He raised his head to steal another kiss, stretched out his hand to hook Han Wuyu's head, caressed his neck, and licked him softly.

***

In the elevator of the office building, a man and a woman stood in front of the elevator. Their faces were either happy or sad, or a bit serious and anxious.

"What room number?"

"Number 2118, right?"

"No. Yin Ruijun, you are still his good friend, and you didn't know he changed the ward?"

Yin Ruijun stopped for a few seconds, pressed the elevator, and looked up at the numbers jumping on the elevator.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiaoping pushed him.

Yin Ruijun sighed: "I was thinking, am I really his friend?"

Xiaoping then fell silent, looking down at the chicken essence and fruit gift box in her hand.

Yin Ruijun crawled his bangs with his fingers: "I don't even know they're dating." He walked into the elevator.

Xiaoping kicked his calf: "I don't know now."

"You women don't understand!"

"Ah? Why are you pretending to be noble! What do you mean women don't understand!"

"Tut!" Crawling his hair irritably, "I don't even know he's gay! I'm his good friend, good friend! Damn it."

Xiaoping snorted at him: "I can see that you are a straight man, what do you want him to confess to you!"

Yin Ruijun snatched the gift box from her, stepped out of the elevator, and walked to the company parking lot.

"I just feel angry." The tone was lonely.

The two got into Yin Ruijun's car and drove towards the hospital, both looking a little lonely.

"They are not very good now. Anchor Han is really honest. When his reporter asked him who gave him the ring, he said Zhang Pinwei without even thinking about it."

Yin Ruijun didn't respond and continued driving.

"...Don't even think about it, they are reporters, and he is responsible for the revelations. I think it's probably because the anchor Han is chasing Pinwei."

Yin Ruijun seemed to be thinking about something, and paused before returning: "It seems that he had a crush on Hanwu language first."

Last week, Han Wuyu showed up at the company wearing a ring, and even appeared on the anchor station, causing a lot of discussion among fans on the Internet. His boss did not shy away from it. Whenever his reporter asked questions, he would answer them. When asked who gave him the ring, he said Zhang Pinwei, When asked if he planned to get married, he also said yes, and his answer was so natural and sincere that people thought he was joking.Only the two of them can be regarded as good friends, without the usual drama, there is more seriousness and self-blame on their faces.

A good friend, no.

How did they discover their relationship after they put on the rings.

Xiaoping wowed in surprise: "It's true."

Yin Ruijun nodded, but smiled.He thought maybe Zhang Pinwei had told him, but he was completely straight and couldn't understand his confession.

"For a while, he used to play with the camera with Han Wuyu." Looking at Xiaoping and nodding, he said, "I asked him whether he and Han Wuyu had a good relationship or not. Why didn't he usually have dinner with him, but they got tired of hanging out together on weekends?" .”

"How did he say?"

Yin Ruijun smiled. At that time, Zhang Pinwei was a little shy. He asked himself how he felt about Hanwu, and he responded with an intuitive reaction. He still needs to work hard to become an anchor. In exchange for his big laugh, he said, "Who is asking you?" I didn't understand the words "this" at the time, but now that I heard it, too much information was revealed.

"At that time, he said that the relationship between the two of them was neither good nor bad, but he just hoped that Han Wuyu would not be scared away by him."

"What the hell?"

"I also asked him what the hell."

Xiaoping burst out laughing.

Influenced by the atmosphere, Yin Ruijun also laughed out loud, but he blamed himself: "But now that I think about it, I understand the struggle of his unrequited love at that time. Maybe it was because he broke the Korean language and wanted to talk to someone, and I... ..."

"And you, a straight man, ruthlessly replied to him what the hell."

Yin Ruijun hummed, and fell silent again, unable to deny it.

A man's friendship is accompanied by broken love, unrequited love has bad ideas, and love kicks friends aside.The same is true for himself, but he missed the moment when he accompanied Zhang Pinwei in unrequited love and wanted to talk to someone, just because he couldn't understand his words.

Xiaoping glanced at him: "Hey, you must question them later."

Yin Ruijun nodded, but lost the joy just now, and said after a long silence: "Fortunately, there is still a chance."

Xiaoping paused and hummed, feeling a little sour.

An accident made them almost lose Zhang Pinwei. They claimed to be good friends, but it was only after this accident that they realized that they didn't know their good friends well.

Yin Ruijun took advantage of the red light to give her a tissue and said, "We will remind each other later."

Xiaoping choked with sobs: "Remind what?"

"I'm afraid I won't understand him again."

Xiaoping laughed unhappily, reached out and patted his shoulder: "You useless straight man."

Yin Ruijun continued to drive, chatting with her without a word, until he arrived at the hospital and parked the car, but he sat in the car with the gift box for a while before getting out of the car.

"Jun, who are you two of them...you know, the one who is a woman?"

Yin Ruijun frowned: "It looks like it's in Hanwu." He walked into the hospital.

"Want to gamble?"

"Okay. I will speak Korean."

Xiaoping nodded: "Then I will pressure Zhang Pinwei." She pressed the elevator button.

The two looked at each other and smiled wickedly.

"If you make this kind of bet, beware of being beaten by Pinwei."

Yin Ruijun froze for a moment, then walked into the elevator: "He won't."

"You also know."

Yin Ruijun nodded, "Because he knows I'm straight."

The worries and struggles that I didn’t understand before may not be understood in the future, but I am very happy. Zhang Pinwei, who has a crush on Korean language, was still willing to chat with me at that time, and he did not push himself out of his circle of friends. When you are a good friend.

The elevator door opened, he stepped out of the elevator, stopped after taking two steps and asked for the ward number, Xiaoping glared at him and then teased again.

Xiaoping didn't knock on the door, and opened the door of the ward directly.

"Here we are!" The corners of his mouth gradually curled into a sinister smile, and he reached out to the people beside him for money.

Yin Ruijun clicked his tongue, "Zhang Pinwei, are you the one being crushed?" and walked into the ward.

The two people in front of them are in ambiguous postures, Han Wuyu's shirt is half wet, one hand is propped on the head of the bed, and the other hand is holding a wet towel beside the bed. On the buttons, it looked like he was taking off his clothes, but it also looked like a little servant who was pressed on the bed by a foreigner, making the last struggle.

Han Wuyu's face turned red when he heard this, and he got up quickly. Zhang Pinwei put one hand along his waist with a puff, and took Han Wuyu's hand.

"I can only be crushed now." Pointing to his right leg.

This sentence made Yin Ruijun, who had already taken out his purse, retract his hand, looked at Xiaoping with a sinister smile, and stretched out his hand towards her.

"Bring it. I won."

Unexpectedly, I heard Zhang Pinwei scolding myself with foul language, Yin Ruijun still kept the money in a ruffian way, using his straight man's thinking, and heartlessly teased the two people in front of him, and when he heard Zhang Pinwei scolded himself with foul language again, he still laughed heartily .

"Zhang Pinwei, I think Korean language is very suitable for being an anchor."

He still didn't know how to answer Zhang Pinwei's question at that time, what did he think of Hanwu language, he was just a man, what else could he do.

Zhang Pinwei rolled his eyes at him, the corner of his mouth couldn't hide his smile: "What the hell, you bastard."

Yin Ruijun chuckled, he believed that Zhang Pinwei understood what he was talking about.

"You are, asking what the hell question."

He looked at Zhang Pinwei, saw him throw the tissue box casually, reached out to take it, and laughed tacitly again