My language is the anchor

＊Nan Lao has been busy reading this week, and I don’t want to send out the draft at will. Please bear with me. I will update more of the above when I have time, okay? *

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In the small room full of books, a projector was set up on a stack of books at the height of the calf. The white light was on, and a love movie ten years ago was played on the wall. From acquaintance to misunderstanding, after some quarrels, it finally ended happily. .

Zhang Pinwei patted the head of Han Wuyu, who had already fallen asleep, with his palm, pulled the blanket, and sighed.

"……What's wrong?"

"You didn't sleep?"

Han Wuyu lazily turned over and lay down on his back, lazily looking up at him: "Well... I fell asleep. Someone's vinegar smell is too sour." Laughing lazily: "Woke up by the acid."

Zhang Pinwei laughed out loud, without explaining.

That day when he saw Li Ziya enter the studio proudly wearing a Korean coat, he only thought about how to tease him for being merciless, it had nothing to do with jealousy, but just to tease him.

"You are too manly, borrowing a woman's coat, and accepting another man's coat savagely." It has nothing to do with jealousy, but said more sour words, feeling like a wife trying to persuade her husband not to drink flower wine.

Han Wuyu smiled even more mercilessly, crying happily and crying: "I said it all, uncle has two coats, so I accepted his coat, really, really, there is no other meaning." He took his hand and spoke in a serious tone , repeating the word "true".

Zhang Pinwei touched his face with his palm, and rubbed his cheek with his thumb: "Straight men and people in the inner circle should distinguish between good intentions." With a little force, his thumb pinched him.

The same liking, he could ignore Li Ziya, but he couldn't ignore Zhao Xicheng.

Han Wuyu nodded obediently: "Yes. Good." Then said: "I really have nothing to do with uncle."

Seeing his obedient expression, Zhang Pinwei clicked his tongue angrily: "I'll take your trick." He lowered his head and kissed his forehead, then lay flat on the carpet, and put his arms around him.

To Han Wuyu, it was nothing, but to Zhao Xicheng, it was the confession that did not respond.

Han Wuyu said with a smile, "I think you are having an affair with the uncle. I heard that he was your emergency contact when you went to Australia for filming."

Zhang Pinwei clicked his tongue in disgust: "We are buddies, it has nothing to do with ambiguity."

The two of them are buddies. After getting acquainted with each other, they discovered each other's sexual orientation. It is impossible for two people to have an ambiguous relationship. Just like other men talking about women, the two of them have a common topic of men.

Han Wuyu moved a good position, jokingly said: "Brothers in the circle?" Then said: "Mr. Zhang. Straight men and insiders must be clearly distinguished." After speaking, he laughed out loud.

Zhang Pinwei said with a puff: "It's disgusting to have anything to do with him." He put his arms around Han Wuyu, and touched his shoulder with his palm.

"What are the buddies in the circle talking about?"

Zhang Pinwei was taken aback, and turned his head to kiss his hair: "We talked a lot, I mean guys can discuss a lot of topics." He coughed lightly, feeling like he was caught watching pornography by his wife.

Han Wuyu got up on his stomach: "You treat me like a buddy, let's discuss it."

Zhang Pinwei licked his lips: "Really?"

Han Wuyu nodded with an expression of excitement.

The palm of Zhang Pinwei's arm around his shoulder was irregular, running along his neck and sliding on his back. He started the conversation from the simple topic of photography, and the topic unknowingly changed to the content of the magazine he read yesterday.

"Did you read that magazine too?"

He chuckled to himself, unconsciously flirting with Han Wuyu, and only now remembered that he wanted to talk to him about the conversations with his buddies in the circle.

Han Wuyu nodded, and looked at him suspiciously: "These contents are no different from our usual conversations." He frowned and said, "You guys are really ambiguous."

Zhang Pinwei smiled lightly and said without retorting, "Did you see the male model on the second page?"

"Saw."

"It's buddies, say, that kid is hot."

"I just think he's a good-looking man."

Zhang Pinwei was not surprised that Han Wuyu ignored the beautiful model, and looked at him with a smile: "I will add that the underside of the abs looks very strong, and he will agree, adding that his butt looks delicious."

Han Wuyu's face gradually turned red, he probably knew the meaning of the buddies chatting widely.

Zhang Pinwei raised his eyebrows: "Then he will talk about the man who just passed by, and we will... chat a little more."

Han Wuyu blushed, "I didn't think so much."

Zhang Pinwei laughed loudly, and his palm slid across his back again.

"You talk about men like that?"

Zhang Pinwei rubbed his chin: "I can still classify childishly."

He and Zhao Xicheng once naively classified men into beauties and passers-by in a bar, and discussed the sexiness of men. The two of them talked about the neckline tacitly at the same time, and said that the hickey on their man's neck has a kind of Inexplicably satisfying possessiveness, enjoy the pleasure of exclusive possession.

"I can discuss it too."

Zhang Pinwei touched his buttocks, entangled his long legs ambiguously: "I won't ask you what you think of other men." It's like I never analyzed the past with him that wasn't a relationship.

Because no one would foolishly push the man they love towards another man.

He turned his head and licked his neck, on the hickey that was fading away, gently licked it with the tip of his tongue, took another bite, looked at his own mark, kissed his mouth, and hugged him again.

Han Wuyu blushed slightly and looked at him: "You seem to be in a much better mood."

Zhang Pinwei paused, and hummed: "It's nothing at all." He ran his hands along his short hair and rubbed his neck: "I feel that many things have happened in the past six months that I don't know about." Like, why did Zhao Xicheng still I like... my third master.

Han Wuyu yawned: "I'll get used to it with you." He narrowed his eyes, moved to a good position, and asked again: "Will you guys come back like this?"

Zhang Pinwei kissed his forehead and smiled lightly: "No."

Han Wuyu opened one eye and looked at him: "I feel like I'm losing to Uncle." He pressed his face against Zhang Pinwei's shoulder and said, "It's a strange feeling that he and you are just a couple."

"Third Master, the combination you imagined is too disgusting."

Han Wuyu laughed and said, "Besides you, everyone else is my buddies. Uncle is, and so is Ning Xiage."

Zhang Pinwei slid his fingers over his neck, rubbing the hickey with his thumb: "Are you teaching me to be jealous?" He intentionally distorted the meaning of the Han Wu language, and after seeing him groaning, he panicked, and found himself teasing him, angrily He pulled the blanket and said he was asleep, but he really fell asleep when he nestled beside him.

"Third Lord..."

"Um……"

Zhang Pinwei lay on his side and hugged him: "I like you."

Han Wuyu chuckled: "Yes. Me too." He reached out and pulled his arm.

Zhang Pinwei laughed out loud, kissed the back of his head, and stopped talking.

I like you.

Said without expecting a response.

If it was someone else, I would have the confidence to ignore it and let them retreat, but it happened to be Zhao Xicheng, my buddies whom I knew well.Such familiarity is very disturbing, because such familiarity will evoke many memories, and those memories are the evidence linking the present ambiguity.

I once said that I want to spend my whole life with a beauty who comes out of the closet calmly. The buddies in the circle laugh at myself for being whimsical. This kind of top quality is very rare. I remember the day Zhao Xicheng said that he knew such a beauty, and then he got drunk , Or take him home by yourself.

"My words..."

It was a misunderstanding. After Zhao Xicheng vomited all over himself after carrying him home, he yelled my words, and he replied angrily, "You are the one who makes people speechless! Do this." It should have been a A funny memory, now think of it, but feel heavy.

He sighed, leaned his forehead on Han Wuyu's shoulder, hugged him tightly childishly, and only relaxed when he heard the grunt.

buddies.

The people in his arms regard him as buddies.

"You idiot..." kissed his neck.

From the start, there was no buddy talk.

Because, in their eyes, Hanwu language is the beauty in their mouth.

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On the Monday after the holiday, Han Wuyu turned off his phone and went upstairs with the documents. He met Zhao Xicheng in the office. After talking about business, Han Wuyu gave him a magazine on the shelf and asked him to flip through the first ten pages. .

"Uncle, what do you think of the man on the second page?" He imitated Zhang Pinwei's buddy topic.

Zhao Xicheng choked on his saliva: "Yeah. I didn't pay much attention."

Han Wuyu asked in confusion: "How could this be?" He took the magazine and flipped through the book to see the handsome man in the book.

Zhao Xicheng chuckled lightly: "Why did this happen?"

Han Wuyu carefully studied the man in the magazine, and said puzzledly, "It's nothing. I didn't pay much attention at first."

"How do you expect me to respond to you?"

Han Wuyu blushed slightly: "Pinwei said that if he talks about men with you, you will discuss thoroughly." The words "discuss thoroughly" became softer and softer.

Zhao Xicheng froze for a moment, then chuckled: "I will... talk a little more."

The model on the second page is a beauty, the neckline follows the abs, and looks very attractive when you look at the mermaid line of the waist in the trousers.But I don't know how to speak these words in Korean. If I really want to tell the reason, it's probably as embarrassing as watching a pornographic film and being caught by my lover.

Although, the person in front of him will not be his lover.

Han Wu said with a puff: "He said the same thing, he will... talk a little more." After speaking, he laughed out loud.

Zhao Xicheng laughed out loud, looking at the profile of him sorting out the documents, and seeing the faint hickey under his collar, he turned his eyes away.

"We are no different from ordinary friends. It's just because we have more topics in the circle."

male dominance.

This was a topic he had talked with Pinwei. When Bai Ningxia didn't want to make it public, he had intentionally left a hickey on his neck and told Pinwei who his lover was.Unexpectedly, until now, this game has always existed.

"He seems to mean the same thing. But I don't understand."

"What do you want to know?"

Han Wuyu paused and looked at the front casually: "Man, I am also a man, but I don't have the tacit understanding like you."

Zhao Xicheng chuckled: "Who has a tacit understanding with him. It's disgusting."

Han Wuyu laughed again and shed tears: "It's the same again, too disgusting."

Zhao Xicheng was taken aback, gave him an annoyed look, and put his hands on the side table behind: "We will never have any sparks. In my eyes, he is just a man." He glanced at the person in front of him.

Han Wuyu hummed: "Beauty. I thought he was a beauty in your eyes."

Zhao Xicheng vomited in disgust: "I even said this. There are beauties but no friends, so I'm talking about him."

Han Wuyu snorted and looked at him: "I'm classified as a beauty zone?"

Zhao Xicheng paused, trying to be embarrassed: "Let's say it." He didn't say much, leaving a playful smile, and walked into the office slowly. After a minute, he went to the smoking room again. Again with unlit cigarettes.

beauty.

I and Zhang Pinwei once chatted a few words after drinking a few cups of yellow soup. They talked about everything, and of course they also talked about the unforgettable beauty in my heart.

"Tsk. What kind of confession game..." He put on a cigarette, but still didn't light it.

That day, I caught a glimpse of the hickey marks in Hanwu language declaring my desire for dominance. I couldn't suppress the anger and regret in my heart, so I blurted out the words "I like you" easily.He didn't really want to have any ambiguity with Han Wuyu, it was wrong to say no, the uncontrollable injustice drowned his reason.

Obviously she fell in love with him first, but she couldn't monopolize him.

The glass door of the smoking room was opened, and Yin Ruijun saw Zhao Xicheng, and went up to him.

"Anchor. Hurry up and charge."

"What bet?"

Yin Ruijun smiled a bit thief: "They are talking about whether anchor Li can take down anchor Han."

Zhao Xicheng said with a puff: "You people." He took out a banknote and said, "Deposit it for me."

"Which side will the anchor bet on?"

Zhao Xicheng smiled and said, "Of course not."

Yin Ruijun took a breath and said, "I should also start a game." He said with a smile, "It's called whoever wins, anchor Li and ring scandal actor Zhang Pinwei, just two of them." Laughing like a thief, A look of victory.

Zhao Xicheng chuckled, but did not respond.

Such a situation was too real for him to agree with.

Seeing my emotions clearly in an instant, I was a little bit of a dead end, and turned around, but after I peeled off the cocoon, I remembered the pain and desolation that I ran back to school, sweating, and opened the door of the art classroom, and there was no one there again. surge up.

Oh shit.

Damn it hurts.