double promise

Xie Guan was slightly stunned.

For a moment, his eyes flickered, and the unbelievable epiphany rippled in his eyes, and Huo Mingjun almost thought he understood.

"..." Xie Guan stared at him in disbelief, "You're enough, you mean I have low IQ and I'm like a vase, why hold grudges like this?"

Huo Mingjun: "I don't...I'm not..."

"You said it yourself, the living room is too small, so it's just a lack of decoration. You're still cursing people around the corner," Xie Guan pointed at him, "I told you that vases also have a temper, and if I do this next time, I'll be serious." I'll show you the brainless one, believe it or not."

Huo Mingjun was stunned by this solid stick with a clear and strange thinking, and was speechless for a while, really couldn't figure out how blind he was to fall in love with him.

Teacher Xie, the number one male in the universe, really lived up to his reputation.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong," Huo Mingjun calmly supported his shoulders and walked towards the living room, "You are not a vase, Mr. Xie is sitting in my living room, radiant and radiant."

Xie Guan gave him an elbow lightly, as if playing a joke: "Don't bully me for not being educated, is this what radiance is for?"

"Understanding the spirit, I know it's enough to praise you," Huo Mingjun held his protruding elbow in his palm, Xie Guan was wearing half sleeves, his skin was dry and cool, and there were a few red marks on his exposed forearm, Huo Mingjun asked: "How did you do it again?"

"Huh?" Xie Guan glanced down by himself, and said casually, "It's okay, I didn't pay attention unless you told me, we were fighting and killing on the set all day long, maybe we accidentally got somewhere."

Huo Mingjun's palms were warm, and he felt that the temperature on Xie Guan's body was too cold, so he walked over and turned up the temperature of the central air conditioner by two degrees, and said: "Long snack, I have to leave some souvenirs when I go back to filming, how can I go out to meet people when I become a spotted tiger?" .”

"Okay, I see—" Xie Guan dragged out his voice lazily, leaning on the armrest of the sofa and looking at him with a smile, "Director, Huang Cheng, sister Lin Yao and my dad, none of the people around me can talk to you .”

Huo Mingjun put the suit jacket on the hanger casually, and asked while untiing the tie: "Then is there any other place beside you? You can put me in it."

Xie Guan seemed to be stopped by his question, and after thinking for a long time, he hesitated to say: "Godfather...?"

Huo Mingjun almost laughed angrily at him.

He rolled up his shirt sleeves expressionlessly, his murderous aura overflowing in an instant.Seeing that the situation was not good, Xie Guan looked around and found that the road was blocked by Huo Mingjun and the coffee table, so he put one hand on the back of the sofa and flipped it out neatly: "Say something, don't move!"

"Be conscious, come here for me."

Xie Guan moved in front of him step by step, and apologized very sincerely: "Gold master, thigh, I was wrong."

Huo Mingjun: "Where is the mistake?"

Xie Guan: "You are so young and handsome, you don't seem to have a son my age."

Huo Mingjun: "..."

This time Xie Guan finally failed to run away, and was thrown on the sofa by Huo Mingjun, who owed him taxes.

The two made a fuss back and forth, and finally Huo Mingjun knelt on the sofa with one knee, Xie Guan lay under him like a salted fish, his hands were pressed above his head, half of the white T-shirt was lifted up, revealing his thin and tight body. waist and abdomen.

Skin to skin, one pressing on the other, no matter how good a friend is—especially two people who have been misunderstood as gay—you can't help but feel awkward at such a close distance.

The smile in Xie Guan's eyes faded away, he didn't reject the physical contact with Huo Mingjun, but felt that the place he was holding suddenly felt a little hot, as if his nerves were sharpened several degrees at once, and every subtle perception was sharply affected. enlarge.A burst of unreasonable panic exploded in his chest, causing him to look away abruptly, not daring to look at Huo Mingjun again.

He moved his wrist uncomfortably, thinking: "It's strange, why should I blush like a little girl who was wall-thumped?"

Huo Mingjun's meticulously groomed appearance was a little disheveled, with a few locks of hair hanging down, and the gaze behind it became more and more deep and focused, as if he was staring at a rare treasure worthy of study.

Xie Guan's dodge did not escape his eyes.

It was at this moment that Huo Mingjun suddenly realized that he seemed a little...too impatient.

He is backed by Hengrui, a huge business empire, holding dazzling wealth and power. Men and women who are willing to give him heirs, spend their lives with him, and even sleep with him for no reason, can walk straight from his door. Line up to the door of the company.However, Huo Mingjun has passed the age of [-], but he is still alone, like an iceberg that will never melt, revealing one-eighth of the sea that is thousands of miles away, and there is a huge and deep coldness hidden under the sea.

A standard CEO who neither believes in love at first sight nor in love over time - in every sense - sounds like nonsense.In the upper circles where the wealthy and dignitaries piled up money, "clean and clean" is not a commendatory word. Huo Mingjun has heard a lot of gossip about his "that aspect", or secretly or blatantly suspects that he is frigid, or There is something unspeakable hidden disease.

Having a private life will become a talking point, and not having a private life will also become a talking point. Huo Mingjun is also very puzzled sometimes, suspecting that God created man and may have reversed the brain and lower body of some people.

However, he is a mortal after all, not a cold collection of inorganic matter, not a real coin and iron wall.He has received thrilling gifts from people he met by chance, and he has also experienced deliberate betrayal by blood relatives. The chaotic combination of the closest and the most distant, the deepest and the thinnest in the world is like a wrong bridge, turning his emotional field into a mess. The shore that is hard to reach.

The switch connected to "Heartbeat" has always been there, but it was hidden too deep and difficult to touch, so it was allowed to be sealed for a long time, and it was coated with layers of rust by time.

The appearance of Xie Guan caused the mist on the other side of the bridge to dissipate for a short time, and then gathered again. Huo Mingjun thought it was a mirage-like illusion, but the moment when the clouds cleared the sky was so clear that he couldn't control himself from looking back.

He began to take this man who strayed into the ferry into his heart. He watched Xie Guan slowly board the bridge and walked forward until the crisis broke out. Xie Guan chose to rush towards him without hesitation. It coincides with the traces that Cheng Sheng left in his life many years ago.

Huo Mingjun found that he couldn't wait for Xie Guan to come from the other side, and he couldn't wait to meet him.

He began to open up his private realm to Xie Guan, cultivating a relationship more intimate than friends, teasing each other intentionally or unintentionally like all mentally retarded people who are in love.However, Huo Mingjun forgot that Xie Guan never planned to take the route of love from the very beginning - he thought he had reached the end, and turned a blind eye to the road paved on the other side.

Now Xie Guan is panicking, like a small animal that finally realizes that he is not in a safe zone, there is still a long and unknown road ahead, it may be a paradise, or it may be an abyss.

However, Huo Mingjun felt distressed.

He was regained consciousness by the thumping and numbness that happened once in 33 years, and he suddenly realized that he had acted too hastily, almost forcing Xie Guan to open his eyes, make a choice, take a step forward with trepidation, or back away full of fear. In situ.

Why not wait for him?

When he settles down in the tenderness and companionship of the long stream, and sees the way ahead, he will take the step he expects without regret.

Xie Guan held his breath and did not dare to move, waiting for Huo Mingjun's reaction.I felt that this sudden embarrassment was due to my oversensitivity, and I was also afraid that the ominous premonition in my heart would come true.

If Huo Mingjun was in a mess like him at this time, I'm afraid it would directly shatter his three views.

Huo Mingjun harbored the realization that the earth would split and the sky would collapse, and the wind and clouds would change color, but he just gently and restraintly straightened the rolled up hem of his clothes, covering his exposed belly.

The action of this gentleman instantly soothed Xie Guan's restless heart, and the stagnant atmosphere melted away like a breeze, and he couldn't tell whether it was a sigh of relief or being passed over, he suddenly felt that Huo Mingjun was very supple, It's the kind of numbness that girls on the Internet often talk about, as if the heart has been electrified.

"I'm going upstairs to take a shower." Huo Mingjun patted his waist lightly, stood up, "you lie down."

Xie Guan grabbed his arm, used his strength to pull himself out of the sofa, and stroked his messy hair: "Don't lie down, I brought back a bunch of photo posters from the company today and they are waiting for my signature."

Huo Mingjun turned his head and saw a large roll of posters and photos spread out on the coffee table, at least a hundred, and said, "You don't have to worry about lying on the coffee table, go to the study to sign."

Xie Guan said: "Isn't your study room free for idlers? I can write on the dining table."

"There are not so many rules," Huo Mingjun smiled, "Go."

When Huo Mingjun came out of the bathroom, his faint drunkenness and the violent mood swings just now had almost dissipated. He felt that there would be no problem facing Xie Guan with this state of mind, so he dried his hair and walked into the study.

Xie Guan usually has a good standing and sitting posture, but when he sits at the desk, he looks awkward.He has been away from studying and living for too long, like a wild horse suddenly put on the rein, he doesn't know where to swing his limbs, and he is very uncomfortable.

Huo Mingjun walked around behind him, saw what he wrote on the white paper, and almost laughed out loud: "What is this?"

Xie Guan's handwriting is so ugly that I can't bear to look directly at it. It doesn't even count as block letters. It's almost at the level of a dog crawling in the third grade of elementary school. Even his own name is written crookedly.He leaned back in the chair and scratched his chin with the tip of the pen embarrassingly: "I'm not educated."

His education is indeed low, no matter how poor his peers are, he can still go to a third or vocational school, but Xie Guan only entered the society after finishing high school.There are no opportunities for further study in these years.

Huo Mingjun stood beside him, took out two blank sheets of paper from the side, picked up a pen and signed the words "Xie Guan" on the paper in a smooth manner.

Xie Guan came over to look at it and saw that he had written three or four "Xie Guan" in different shapes in different fonts. After finishing writing, he put down his pen and asked, "Which one do you like?"

"It's amazing, they all look good," Xie Guan pointed to the first one he wrote down, "That's it."

Huo Mingjun held his right hand, adjusted his pen-holding posture, and propped his other hand on the edge of the table to keep the balance ring over Xie Guan's shoulder: "I'll take you to write it a few times, and you should practice your signature first." gone."

His hands are slender and beautiful. It looks like hands holding a pen with both hands. His wrists are very stable. He taught Xie Guan to write his name with each hand: "Do you remember?"

The weight of his arm was pressed on Xie Guan's back, and his body temperature could be felt through his clothes, and the moist and light fragrance of bath liquid lingered at the end of his nose. Although this was not a hug in the real sense, it seemed like a hug. The whole person was held in his arms.

The intimacy of this action is not inferior to the awkward staring just now, but it unexpectedly did not bring any discomfort, only a little heavy tenderness pressed against his chest.

Xie Guan felt his heart curl up quietly: "Where's your name?"

"Huh?" Huo Mingjun shook his hand and moved down a few centimeters to sign his name.I don't know if he did it on purpose or not, but he happened to stand in a row with Xie Guan's name.

It turned out to be quite pleasing to the eye.

He laughed convulsively, and looked up at Huo Mingjun while laughing, just as Huo Mingjun was also looking down at him, his eyes were filled with deep indulgence and love.

This scene has a kind of familiar feeling, Xie Guan's heart is full of indescribable tenderness and sweetness, he recalled in a trance two days ago when the hero and heroine were reading together under the lamp, there is a very appropriate adjective in the dialogue, what is it called?

... Red sleeves add fragrance?

Xie Guan carefully smacked the artistic conception of this word, and then looked at Huo Mingjun's tall and slender figure, and was immediately overwhelmed by himself.

God damn red sleeves add fragrance.

The author has something to say:

Teacher Xie may not know that when we girls describe a person as "Su", we always follow it with "want to marry".