The design director skipped work

If you really want to say how unacceptable it is, it's not.

Jiang Heng's heart is now more of a kind of helplessness of "Well, it really is like this".

He has always admired Wu Zheng, but when this feeling deteriorated into a crooked mind that makes people blush, it is very unknown.

It might be the star-filled boat, it might be the figure standing at the door of the kitchen, it might be him smiling and saying, "I just have to work overtime too."

It may even be a long time ago, knowing love/sex and Mu Shaoai, this is something that cannot be traced to the bottom.

Jiang Heng had never been tempted by anyone, so at first he wasn't sure what kind of feelings it was.

The idea of ​​"maybe I like it" went from being unbelievable at first to gradually becoming clearer, but I still couldn't convince myself.

Anyway, he is a man, and Wu Zheng is also a man.

But now.

Just holding Wu Zheng's hand wishfully, when the fingers interlocked and the skin touched, Jiang Heng could feel the electric current that he had never felt on anyone else, which made his heart palpitate.

All the senses are infinitely magnified, my pounding heartbeat, the sound of the rain outside the window, the hot and humid wind blowing over my wrist, it is so slight that it is hard to detect, and the entangled fingers are like burning/human imprints.

This kind of feeling made him have to admit that he likes Wu Zheng, the kind of liking of love/love/love, the kind of liking with possessiveness and longing...

!

Jiang Heng suddenly realized his thoughts, his heart was shaken, and he sat up abruptly as if bitten by a poisonous snake.

Because of the living environment since he was a child, Jiang Heng has always been self-reliant.Meticulous suits, never leaking conversations, kind smiles, impeccable, polite and alienated, he rarely reveals his emotions, and even does not allow himself to have too many emotions.

But now, because he was holding Wu Zheng's hand, he vaguely had some unspeakable thoughts.

He doesn't understand that love and desire/thoughts have always been accompanied by each other, he just feels that Wu Zheng is as clean as a piece of white paper, and it is unbearable for him to have such thoughts.

An angry old monk with trembling eyebrows and beard seemed to appear in his mind, pointing at him and cursing in a trembling voice: "Shameless! Obscene!"

Jiang Heng closed his eyes, managed to calm down, and let go of Wu Zheng's hand.

Wu Zheng probably fell into a deep sleep again, this time he didn't struggle, and let Jiang Heng put his hand back to his side, turned over and continued to sleep peacefully.

Jiang Heng's heartbeat couldn't calm down for a long time.

No matter how thoughtful and prudent he usually is, Jiang Heng is still a pure newcomer emotionally. He is also very disappointed when he opens a dungeon for the first time and it is difficult to go to hell.

I like Wu Zheng, so should I chase him?

Forget it, this is not as logical as chasing girls.

A silly child like Wu Zheng, who grew up in a happy family, doesn't look like much at first sight.

If you really know that the person you call "brother" every day is actually coveting him, you will be scared to death.

But it's impossible for Jiang Heng to choose to disappear because of love like the infatuated male number one in the bitter drama.

I like him, so I want to be with him.

Want to respect him, protect him, take care of him.

I want to see such a carefree smile on his face all the time.

As the night got darker, Jiang Heng didn't know how long he pondered before falling into a drowsy sleep.

-

When Wu Zheng woke up, his face was facing outwards, curled up like a shrimp.

The strange and small environment made him stunned, and then he remembered that he was in the lounge of Hengshan Station.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Heng's voice sounded not far away, Wu Zheng raised his head in a daze, and saw Jiang Heng coming out of the bathroom. He must have just washed his face, and there were still a few drops of water on his cheeks .

"Yeah." Wu Zheng replied sleepily. He didn't sleep well on this hard bed, and his waist hurt a little.

He rubbed his eyes and said casually, "I had a dream last night."

"What dream?" Jiang Heng asked.

"I don't remember clearly, it was a dream of falling in love." Wu Zheng stretched his waist, "I forgot it when I woke up, and I knew it was like holding hands with my lover."

I don't know why Jiang Heng's movements seemed to be stiff, and then he leaned back to turn off the lights, and asked in a posture that left Wu Zheng's back: "Lover? This description is very strange."

"Because I can't remember who it was in the dream, and I didn't see the face." Wu Zheng rubbed his eyes, "But I'm pretty sure that person is my lover, just... the feeling in the dream is very sweet."

"Did you dream about your first love?" Jiang Heng came out of the bathroom again with a very calm tone, "Youth feelings are always poetry or something."

"Ayanami Li?" Wu Zheng frowned, "I can't, I'm sure I'll recognize her, she's so conspicuous with blue hair."

Jiang Heng staggered and almost knocked on the desk.

It's okay if the first love is Rei Ayanami... Is this the world of otaku?

Although Jiang Heng's first love was a Pythagorean theorem, it didn't seem to be much better.

"Hey Brother Jiang, be careful." Wu Zheng hurriedly got up and wanted to help, but Jiang Heng quickly stood up straight, as if to prove that he didn't need help from others.

This is the dignity of a man, Wu Zheng thought in surprise.

Wu Zheng really cared about the dream just now, because when he held hands in the dream, he couldn't tell the tenderness in his heart. It was that feeling that made him understand that the other party was his lover.

Jiang Heng's conjecture just now opened up Wu Zheng's thoughts. He frowned and continued to think: "Could it be that I dreamed about my ex-girlfriend?"

"It's possible." Jiang Heng said.

"But I don't have an ex-girlfriend." Wu Zheng denied his thoughts.

For some reason, Jiang Heng looked at him suddenly with subtle eyes, Wu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and was startled: "I don't have an ex-boyfriend either! Don't think too much, Brother Jiang!"

The corner of Jiang Heng's mouth twitched, and he said as if he was holding back: "I didn't think much about it."

"That's fine." Wu Zheng smiled.

Wu Zheng felt that with the distance between him and Jiang Heng now, if Jiang Heng misunderstood that he was gay, he would definitely misunderstand that he had a crush on him, and then avoided him in fear.

In order to avoid this misunderstanding, he must of course state his position.

Jiang Heng said thoughtfully, "Neither did you have an ex-girlfriend, nor did you have an ex-boyfriend, which means you have never been in a relationship?"

Wu Zheng: "..."

Wu Zheng's face flushed red.

Yes, he has never been in love.

And because of this incident, he has been laughed at more than once!

It's not that he hasn't tried it before. His college classmates have actively found him a partner. Wu Zheng also thought that he should try to date him?

The girl I met for the first time was from the Chinese Department of the school, she was gentle and demure, sweet and pleasant.

They met in a romantic winter, a coffee shop.

The girl chatted with him about Yeats, Shelley, and Haruki Murakami.

Although Wu Zheng didn't read it, he still responded politely, talking to her about Monet and Van Gogh.

Although Wu Zheng's chat level is not very good, but his smile is bright, his eyes are bright, and his whole body exudes beauty.

So the two talked happily.

After that, Wu Zheng sent the girl back to the dormitory in a gentlemanly manner.On the way, the girl looked at her, her starry eyes flickered, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she said shyly, "I... I'm a little cold."

Hearing this, Wu Zheng pulled his hands out of his pockets, and looked at the girl tenderly. The girl was heartbroken, and timidly lowered her head——

Wu Zheng stuffed his wool gloves into the girl's hands.

"Put it on, it won't be cold." Wu Zheng said thoughtfully, giving him a thumbs up in his heart for his gentlemanly demeanor.

girl:"……"

Three days later, the boss of the dormitory asked Wu Zheng with concern: "What happened to that girl last time?"

"Her." Wu Zheng raised his eyes from the computer game and scratched his head, "She said I am a good person."

In short, there are countless examples like this, and Wu Zheng doesn't know why there is no follow-up, but he doesn't care too much.

In addition, there are also some girls who are confused by Wu Zheng's appearance and don't care about his straight man's brain, but when Wu Zheng tries to make the relationship more intimate, they will find that they are very uncomfortable.

To put it bluntly, I didn't feel it.

Later Wu Zheng thought, am I gay?

In his thinking, there is nothing wrong with this, so he tried to contact the senior who confessed to him.

It turned out that it was more indifferent than getting along with girls.

In the end Wu Zheng had to give up. He had to admit that he seemed to be born without the string of love.

In fact, he has never been in a relationship, and it is not something that will be laughed at by others, but Wu Zheng is already 26. He himself feels that he has not been in a relationship at this age, and he seems very immature.

Wu Zheng was a little depressed when Jiang Heng mentioned this matter.But for some reason, Jiang Heng looked at the phone, with an inconspicuous arc raised at the corner of his mouth, as if he was in a good mood.

He replied a WeChat message, then turned to look at Wu Zheng: "The rain stopped, and the driver will pick us up on the mountain in a while. I checked just now, there is an ancient street in the town, let's go for a walk in the afternoon?"