you like how i look

I went straight home after work, put on a movie, and watched it boringly while eating pizza.

After watching Ji Shiyao halfway through, he realized that something was wrong. This movie is "The Godfather", which is Zhao Nanji's favorite movie!The disc he is playing now was bought by Ji Shiyao and him.

It was snowing that day, they were unlucky, they went to five or six video stores to find this film...

Ji Shiyao went abroad for a while, returned to China, and moved many times. This disc has always been there.

Ji Shiyao sometimes wonders if he has never met Zhao Nanji, would he be able to fall in love with the right person.

He couldn't think of a reason.

After I turned off the movie, I found that the house was terribly quiet. Because I was watching a movie before, the light was very dim, and I could only vaguely see a silhouette, but it was brighter outside the window.

Ji Shiyao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, relaxed his body, and leaned back. Zhao Nanji gradually appeared in his mind. At that time, he was much younger than now.

In his 30s, he likes to wear suits. When he smiles, he has fine lines around his eyes. After work, he likes to go to the gym. He doesn’t like to listen to music while running.

Ji Shiyao no longer remembers how he started with Zhao Nanji, probably because he kept taking the initiative and Zhao Nanji half pushed and half agreed.Looking back now, it was really unfair from the beginning...

"Shi Yao, I'm getting married."

When Zhao Nanji said this, his tone was very ordinary, neither unwilling nor reluctant.Ji Shiyao suddenly felt that he didn't know the person in front of him. It seemed that the other party was ready to leave Ji Shiyao without any precautions.

In the end, as he wished, Zhao Nanji retreated completely, and Ji Shiyao...

A crushing defeat.

Ji Shiyao went out and took a taxi and went to the bar, to be more precise, to the hell.

Alcohol and noise can always make him temporarily forget about Cho Nam Gil, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly.

The bartender at the bar was still the one Ji Shiyao was familiar with, with burgundy hair and a sexy pure one.

Unfortunately, he has a boyfriend, a decent boyfriend.

He handed Ji Shiyao a glass of cocktail, "Will you be here for a long time?"

Ji Shiyao glanced at him, "Come on."

He changed the wine for Ji Shiyao, lying on the bar counter and asked Ji Shiyao: "In a bad mood?"

Ji Shiyao took the wine and drank it, "Stop talking nonsense and pour the wine."

"Success!" He withdrew his body, "I'll let you enjoy your drink today."

Then there was no more nonsense, he poured Ji Shiyao as much as he drank, and when he vomited, he vomited and continued to drink. Someone struck up a conversation with Ji Shiyao outside the bathroom, and Ji Shiyao threw up all over him, and then he gave the other party 300 yuan.

In fact, Ji Shiyao is really not a good drinker, he can easily drink himself down, especially when he is in a bad mood, such as today.

Although Ji Shiyao had expected this to happen, when he woke up and found himself sitting on the road, his heart also collapsed.

Ji Shiyao rubbed his eyes, looked up, and saw a person sitting on a bench one meter away from him.

"...Yi Bowen?"

"woke up?"

"Why are you here?"

"Wei Wei called Ji Shiyao and said you were drunk."

"Wei Wei?"

"You've been flirting with him for so long, don't you remember his name?"

Ji Shiyao lowered his head and recalled, Wei Wei seemed to be the bartender's name, he smiled and said, "I never slept with him!"

Yi Bowen seemed to laugh, and then smiled and said, "I know."

Ji Shiyao had no time to take care of such a trivial matter as why he emphasized that he had never slept with the bartender. When Yi Bowen said this, Ji Shiyao's eyes swiped and the ground was filled with fireworks.

Crackling and clattering.

Crash.

He smiled and waved to Yi Bowen, "Come here."

Yi Bowen stood up with a smile, and slowly approached Ji Shiyao.In fact, his legs are very long and he walks very fast, but Ji Shiyao was drunk, and the alcohol fermented something. In short, Ji Shiyao slowed down Yi Bowen's movements several times and added several layers of filters , or the kind that has been ground.

Yi Bowen reached out and patted Ji Shiyao's face twice, "Are you sober?"

How could it be so easy to wake up from the wine, Ji Shiyao was even sitting on the ground, Ji Shiyao stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and at the same time stretched out his legs to circle Yi Bowen, and then hugged him tightly, "Don't go."

Yi Bowen didn't respond, Ji Shiyao repeated: "Don't go."

Yi Bowen still didn't respond, Ji Shiyao tightened his grip, "I told you not to leave, did you hear that?"

Yi Bowen reached out to touch Ji Shiyao's head, "You hold my thigh, can I go?"

Ji Shiyao still hugged him and refused to let go.

Yi Bowen bowed his head to persuade: "It's cold on the ground, how about you get up?"

Ji Shiyao said, "Not good."

Yi Bowen was silent for a while, but Ji Shiyao still hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

"Ji Shiyao, are you...are you afraid that I will leave you behind?" Yi Bowen said helplessly.

Ji Shiyao didn't bother to answer him, isn't this obvious enough?

Yi Bowen squatted down, then reached out to reach Ji Shiyao's hand, he stuffed his hand into Ji Shiyao's palm, "You hold me, shall we walk together?"

Ji Shiyao nodded, Yi Bowen pulled him up with force, Yi Bowen looked at him with a smile on his lips, "You are so drunk."

Ji Shiyao ignored him, had a good time as soon as he stood up, touched Yi Bowen's body, then grabbed him with one hand and asked, "Where are we going?"

Yi Bowen smiled, "Aren't you going home?"

Ji Shiyao shook his head, "The lights are not turned on at home, it's so dark that I can't see clearly."

"no power?"

"No, because I turned off the light."

"..."

Ji Shiyao stuffed his other hand into the pocket of his coat, then looked up at Yi Bowen.

Yi Bowen smiled, stretched out his hand to hold him, and clasped his fingers tightly.

Yi Bowen asked him: "Go to my place, do you dare?"

Ji Shiyao shook his head, "Dare."

"Then why are you shaking your head?"

"I'm happy."

The discomfort after a hangover can be called torture. Ji Shiyao opened his eyes with a feeling of lovelessness, a strange room, a strange bed... He reached out and found his mobile phone on the ground beside the bed, and found a text message : Go home when you wake up, there is breakfast on the table.

When Ji Shiyao put on his clothes, he found a hickey mark on his chest. He rubbed it with his hands, and it turned red, and then he checked it down. He was a little confused whether he had done it or not?

Ji Shiyao thought hard, but couldn't remember.

He didn't have time to think about it. He took a shower, changed clothes and went to work in one go. Fortunately, there was not much traffic today, and he finally clocked in before nine o'clock.As soon as I arrived at the office, I picked up the cup and ran to the tea room. I didn't even have time to drink the glass of water during the noisy journey, and my throat was dry and sore.

I really didn't dare to drink spirits casually. Ji Shiyao didn't recover from the stamina all morning. Fortunately, the work was quite easy, otherwise he wouldn't know how to deal with it.

After lunch, he slowly regained his strength. Remembering that Ji Shiyao hadn't handed in the minutes of yesterday's meeting, he hurriedly sent them to Boss Zheng.

Ji Shiyao put the documents on the desk and wanted to leave, Zheng Xiaoming called to stop Ji Shiyao, "Stop, I can eat you, tell me what happened this morning?"

Ji Shiyao didn't bother to make up nonsense, so he told him directly, "I drank too much last night."

Zheng Xiaoming was amused, "You are honest, why don't you go to the marketing department if you can drink so much?"

Ji Shiyao didn't respond, mainly because he couldn't answer these words.

Zheng Xiaoming picked up the document and threw it on the table, "You are really promising, you dared to come drunk just the next day, do you think your company is run by your family?"

Ji Shiyao coughed lightly, "Manager Zheng, please speak up if you have something to say."

Zheng Xiaoming patted the table, "Go, sort out the files for me!"