crush again

Mr. Ye’s homepage is as boring as his mobile phone. It’s full of NASA Chinese, Boao Forum for Asia, National Geographic, Economist Group... Huo Yang opened the Weibo he had posted, and found that there were only a dozen Weibos. Remove the forwarding, only a few posting dogs.

Huo Yang searched his Weibo account instead.

The first Weibo was a selfie he posted that day, and it really showed a thumbs up.

Very sensible.He grinned silently.

He looked through Ye Lang's fans again, and found a bunch of big Vs, including entrepreneurs, artists, and celebrities.His fingertips slid across the names of a few popular niches, and he opened his Weibo, and sure enough, there were messages from fans of the niches.

He couldn't figure out how someone as low-key as Ye Lang could get involved with a celebrity, but his Weibo really didn't reveal anything.His own mobile phone was out of battery, and the power bank was deep in the suitcase. He was too lazy to dig it out, so he opened "Settings", and wanted to use Ye Lang's mobile phone to log on to his Weibo.

In account management, Huo Yang saw a familiar ID.

"Clavicle Killing".

His fingers stayed on that ID for a long time.

The reason why Huo Yang looks familiar is that when Huo Yang traveled poorly in the early days, there were not many people paying attention to Weibo. He wrote a travel note with great hard work, and only liked it, and there were only a few rewards. Always wave and tip hundreds.

She is 520 yuan each time, and each article is rewarded.Huo Yang poked her Weibo, it seems that she is a Chinese living overseas, often posting some California scenery, sentences from famous English books, and also taking pictures of her new manicures, and the people she follows are also celebrities and beauty makeup Bloggers, grass seeding accounts and the like.

She would also repost Huo Yang's photos and lick his face.After that, he became popular, and there were many rewards for each article. From then on, although "Clavicle Killer" still paid attention to him, he stopped giving rewards.

At first, Huo Yang just thought that he was an ordinary fan, rich and free, with a bit of face control.

He couldn't help but look up at Ye Lang who was dozing off.

Thinking about it now, "Clavicle Killer" tipped him so much money, but rarely chatted with him, nor did he bluntly hook him up and ask for his WeChat phone number like other fans.When Huo Yang took the initiative to private message her, she also said: "I think it's very interesting, so I rewarded you. You can treat it as a kind of support."

The speech is also mixed with English, half-speaking.

"Clavicle Killer" is still active on Weibo, and Huo Yang also discovered that she and Ye Lang follow each other.On Ye Lang’s 25th birthday Weibo, she left a message: “The best wish for Anthony.”

Ye Lang replied briefly: "Thank you."

The morning fog at five in the morning was blue and the air condensed.Huo Yang got off the bus in the CBD, found an all-night cafe, and sat alone for a long time.

It wasn't until 06:30 that he drank the cold coffee in one gulp and stood up.Asking the cafe to take care of his luggage for a while, he bought another cup of hot tea and two freshly baked croissants, and pushed open the heavy glass door with a paper bag in between.

Following his memory, he went to Ye Lang's office building.

The front desk had already changed a group of people, and politely connected him to Assistant Guan's phone.Assistant Guan said that she was feeding the dog at Ye Lang's house, and told him where Ye Lang's office was, but as soon as Huo Yang entered the door, it was as if a navigation was installed on his lap, leading him forward.

The elevator is still a transparent viewing elevator, and the ground is falling rapidly when looking down.After going out to change trains, when the door was opened again, it was still that huge office space with few people, Huo Yang really wanted to go in and see if Ye Lang's desk was still there.

He walked along the corridor, but this time he didn't drip water all the way, like a messed up water ghost.Thinking about it now, Huo Yang found that the dripping lights seen through the window, the warm-colored carpet in the house, and the aroma of coffee are all vivid in his memory.When he pushed open the door of that office, he seemed to return to the stormy evening in a trance.

The room was quiet and bleak.The owner of the house is so obsessed with the past that he is almost stubborn, and the furnishings are all the same as ten years ago.

He looked around the room, closed the door lightly, and opened the inner door quietly.Huo Yang remembered that he said that the office was for sleeping, and when he opened the door, he saw a person nestled on the big bed, with his shirt and trousers thrown all over the floor.

Judging by his virtue, he probably slept until one second before the meeting.Huo Yang decided that even if he cut open his stomach and stuffed it in, he would have to wake him up for breakfast.

He put the paper bag aside and pulled the curtains hard, "Boss Ye, I'm calling for the bed."

Huo Yang walked to the bed, leaned over, "You sleep in a ball, aren't you tired..."

Mr. Ye was a little sober when he was stimulated by the strong light at first. Huo Yang peeled off half of his quilt, when suddenly he was caught by the collar and pulled down hard.

"...Huh?" Before Huo Yang could react, he fell onto the bed, his elbow was pinched hard, and suddenly his whole arm felt weak and numb.During the chaos, Ye Lang firmly restrained his shoulder joints and knees, the force was quite fierce, not like a joke.

Huo Yang was shocked, "Fuck! Wake up!"

Ye Lang seemed to be awakened by this sound, he lowered his head and looked at him closely for a long time, "... Huo Yang?"

"It's me, it's me, it's me." Huo Yang was pressed on the bed by him, still in shock, but he also found that Ye Lang was not wearing any clothes, except for a pair of underwear, "Aren't you awake?"

"..." After Ye Lang's whole martial arts fight, the battery ran out. Huo Yang suspected that he was not awake at all, and it was all based on conditioned reflex.I don't know what he has experienced in these years to develop such a conditioned reflex.

Ye Lang, who fell asleep again, lay on top of him, naked.Huo Yang moved uncomfortably, the heat of his body drenched his clothes, it felt like his naked body was entangled, he had to turn his head to avoid Ye Lang's breath on his ears.

The breathing was even and quiet, not disturbing, but in this special situation, it disturbed Huo Yang's neck and made him feel numb.

He stretched out his hand to push Ye Lang away, and when his palm touched the smooth and warm skin, there was a "snap", as if being attracted by a magnet, and he couldn't take his hand off.

Huo Yang lay alone and helpless, feeling that he was very much like a bug entangled by a spider spirit. After a lot of effort, he carefully hugged Ye Lang's shoulders, supported his waist, and lifted himself off his body. .

Mr. Ye didn't move at all, he was really sleeping peacefully.

Huo Yang woke people up twice in a row, and encountered strange situations. After sitting by the bed for a while, he took out his mobile phone and set an alarm clock, stuffed it under Ye Lang's pillow, and slipped away quietly.

He opened the window outside, touched the cigarette from his pocket, and the touch of the skin still remained between his fingers.

When his palm covered the man's butterfly bone, a secret longing surged in his heart, and that longing pulled his fingertips, making him want to touch them down.Ye Lang's tight back muscles, slightly sunken spine, along those undulating curves, and then down... is the waist that tightened suddenly.

Strong and slender, with a cheetah-like waist, it was still limp in his arms just a moment ago.

Huo Yang took a deep puff of the cigarette and sucked it into the filter, and suddenly felt that he was about to smoke from all his orifices.

A few minutes later, the alarm in the room rang loudly, interrupting his hopeless thoughts.

After a while, Ye Lang finally crawled out from the room. As soon as he went out, he raised his eyes and saw Huo Yang, "You haven't left yet?"

"Well, I'll bring you breakfast." Huo Yang saw that he had a shirt on his shoulders, and his trousers were hanging on his hips without a belt, so he immediately looked away, "Go in, on the left, and eat your breakfast." .”

Ye Lang went back to the house according to his words, "croissants?"

"Yeah." Huo Yang said while pinching his cigarette, "It's not as good as your craftsmanship, but I feel good after eating it, so you can make do with it."

Ye Lang held the paper bag between his hands and took a bite, "Well...it's not bad, it's delicious. Where are you going?"

Huo Yang turned his back to him so as to cover up his raised lower body, "...go home."

In fact, when boarding the plane, Huo Yang wanted to say something, but if he said those words, it would be like piercing the pus-filled past in their hearts. He was not sure whether he would bleed or heal. In the end it rotted in the stomach.

Back then in the hospital, Ye Lang kissed him, but Huo Yang didn't say anything, he actually... didn't feel sick.

But Ye Lang broke up with him.

After Huo Yang's unbelievable anger, he was aggrieved, dazed, and mixed with sad self-loathing, his chest was icy cold.

It caused him so much trouble and made him angry.At that time, Huo Yang thought, it turned out that Ye Lang hated him.

For the next two or three days, Huo Yang didn't go to play with him.After finally working up the courage to send him a text message, I learned that he was on a business trip.

Ye Lang's text message was only a few words, and the tone was cold, Huo Yang didn't know if he was busy, or he just threw the phone to someone to deal with him, and after a few words, he stopped sending text messages.That night when he was free to browse Weibo, he suddenly received a call from Ye Lang.

Huo Yang quickly got up from the bed and sat down, carefully put the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

"I've been busy all day today, so I didn't look at my phone much." There was a voice of wiping hair from Ye Lang's side, "I didn't want to disturb you so late..."

"It's fine, it's fine, I'm fine." Huo Yang spoke quickly, his mouth was almost unsteady, "I just swiped Weibo and licked cats."

"Well, I saw it." Ye Lang smiled, "I just found out that you haven't slept yet."

"You..." Huo Yang found that he had a lot of things to say, and after picking it up for a long time, he couldn't say those stinky jokes, so he opened his mouth in a regular manner, "What are you busy with today?"

"Playing golf, sunbathing all afternoon." Ye Lang's tone was casual, "I will have dinner with some bosses in the evening, you castle my winery, I was only flattering, but Guan Yi suddenly said: 'Boss Ye, your G650 should be maintained It’s been taken care of.’ In the second half, everyone was very quiet and only chatted about food.”

Gulfstream G650 is that business jet. Huo Yang touched his face and found that the corners of his mouth curled up silently, "Why do I think I have such a long face? Wake me up quickly."

"It's too expensive to keep an airplane, it's unnecessary." Over there Ye Lang fell on the bed, "I plan to sell it."

"No, you keep it first." Huo Yang said shamelessly, "I'll buy yours in two years."

"Yo?" Ye Lang didn't dislike him, and changed the subject: "Are you busy recently?"

Of course Huo Yang didn't say he was busy, it was completely different from how he treated his own investors, "I drink tea, read newspapers and walk birds all day long, and I always have fun."

Ye Lang asked hesitantly: "If you have time, can you feed the dog for me? Guan Yi and I are here, the neighbors are not good enough to trouble you all day..."

"No problem!" Huo Yang agreed very happily, "It's still your little golden house, right, I remember the road..."

"No." He paused, "That house was demolished."

"..." Huo Yang was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"The area is going to be re-planned for urban construction." Ye Lang said indifferently, unable to hear his joy or anger, "I didn't live in it for a long time, so it will be demolished after it is demolished."

Huo Yang didn't know what to say, he liked that house very much, and wanted to go back and have a look, but right now he had nothing to say to comfort him.After a moment of silence, he asked, "Then... where do you live now?"

"I'll send the address to your phone later," Ye Lang said, "The key is in my office, just go get it."

"Okay." Huo Yang responded.He looked at the time and was reluctant to hang up the phone, but it was indeed getting late. He struggled and said, "Why don't you... go to bed early? You are still busy tomorrow."

There also paused for a moment, "Okay, good night."

One second before the line was pulled up over there, Huo Yang suddenly said: "Wait!"

Ye Lang didn't hang up the phone yet, and didn't ask him aloud, but just waited silently, breathing faintly audible.

After being silent for a while, Huo Yang seemed to be struck by lightning, and said in a strange way: "Call me by my name."

"What?" Ye Lang's ending sound raised slightly, "You are possessed?"

"I want you to call me." Huo Yang held the phone, his hands trembling a little, trying to make his voice sound calm, "I want to hear it."

After a long time, just when Huo Yang was starting to feel uneasy, he said in a low voice, "Huo Yang."

The voice entered Huo Yang's ears, melted his tympanic membrane, and then entered the body along the ear canal, covering all his limbs and bones.When Huo Yang went crazy, he posted the whole set, and kissed the receiver of the mobile phone, "Good night."

A smiling voice came from the other side, "Good night."

The next day, when Huo Yang got up, he was still a little drunk as if he was floating.

He first dealt with all the business with great vigor, talking and laughing happily, and was as energetic as a madman.He forcibly canceled the afternoon and evening arrangements, and ran to Ye Lang's house according to the address.

Ye Lang's house is very big, that kind of deliberately built, smooth and cold big house.Empty, with a light tone, revealing a sense of coldness and restraint.

He said the house was left to him by his parents, and it was as big as a haunted house.He was unwilling to live in the past, but now he moved here because of the need to entertain guests.

While Huo Yang was imagining what kind of people his parents should be, he still found the shadow of Ye Lang's character in this haunted house.

The only thing here is the plants.For example, the corridor of the entrance is covered with acacia wood floors with complicated patterns, and bamboos are planted all over the side, which are verdant and moist.There is also a study room. The courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is full of flowers and trees, with a wide view, like a dripping color painting composed of color blocks.

The entire wall of the living room is an aquarium, with deep blue sparkling light flowing, magical fish schools passing by silently, and jellyfish floating among the colorful corals, like the transparent mist on the steaming sky.

Ye Lang's Dabai is a Jingba, it should be white all over, but in some places it is mottled, not dirty, it looks pitiful from a distance.

Originally, as soon as Huo Yang pushed the door, Jingba rushed down aggressively, barked at him, and even bit his trousers, forcing him to be kicked out.Huo Yangwen was unsuccessful in fighting and fighting, so he had to call Ye Lang.

Hearing the master's gentle voice, Dabai let out a "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" sound, and soon became obedient.

"Can you understand what he said?" When Huo Yang squatted down and touched his head, Dabai wagged his tail at him, "Little cutie, you are quite loyal."

Dabai is actually a docile dog, and he soon started playing with him.Huo Yang stood up, and when he went to the kitchen to look for dog food, Dabai followed him with his short legs, and even licked his messy trousers.

Huo Yang filled the dog food and poured water, remembering the tone Ye Lang told him just now, he also sat cross-legged on the ground, talking to Dabai, "You said he was so gentle to dogs, why did he treat dogs back then? me like that?"