How do you say this?

In the evening, the company has a dinner and welcomes the new batch of interns to become full-time employees.

Mr. Huang sat next to Mr. Ye, watched Mr. Ye clumsily roll up his sleeves to pick up vegetables, frowned and pulled Mr. Ye's arm, and adjusted it carefully.

"Thank you..." Mr. Ye said in a low voice, not daring to look at him, so he buried his head in his mouth and ate.

Mr. Huang looked at his ferocious eating, smiled and said, "It's a waste to eat so much and still not gain weight."

Mr. Ye choked and coughed badly.Mr. Huang patted his back to cheer him up. Mr. Ye's whole back was tense, and he didn't dare to cough.

"Ah, I'm fine." Mr. Ye blushed and said, "You have long arms."

Mr. Ye tugged at the shirt on his body, which was borrowed from Mr. Huang this morning.Mr. Huang is taller than him, and his clothes are also one size bigger, which dangles on his body.

Mr. Huang's eyes darkened, he patted his head and said, "Eat."

Mr. Ye picked up a spicy chicken foot, took a bite that was too spicy, and smacked his lips to spit it out.Mr. Huang handed him a tissue and poured a glass of warm water and pushed it over.Mr. Ye said thank you, took it and drank water, which made him feel much better.

At this time, the team leader at the same table smiled and said: "Director Huang and Ye Gong have a really good relationship, remember that you two are classmates, right? Speaking of which, you two were the only ones staying at the company headquarters during the same period. It's amazing, no wonder you have such a tacit understanding. "

Mr. Ye drank the water and complained in his heart: he has a tacit understanding, and besides, he is the director, he is just a small designer, and he is far behind.

Mr. Huang took a sip of his wine, then calmly said, "Well, it's quite right."

Mr. Ye was stunned for a moment, he couldn't understand what Mr. Huang meant, he raised his eyes and glanced over, and the other party was drinking and chatting with other people in a calm manner, and he didn't see anything unusual.

Mr. Ye's meal was completely insipid, his thoughts were all on the man on the left, and the newcomers on the stage introduced themselves and everything else.

After dinner, someone suggested to continue the stall and go to sing K together. Mr. Huang pushed, got up and left first, everyone booed and refused, Mr. Huang reluctantly said that he would pick up his girlfriend from get off work, everyone smiled knowingly, punished Mr. Huang with a glass of wine and did not stop him.

The team leader said enviously: "Manager Huang's girlfriend is so lucky to meet such a good man. He is handsome and considerate, and he can do things without putting his mind to it. He is the only one in his class who has been promoted this year! I'm so envious!"

Yes, I'm so envious.

In the KTV, Mr. Ye hid in a corner and drank alone, listening to everyone howling like ghosts and wolves, "I will love you even if you die", the wine filled his stomach and his heart was bitter.

I don't know how many cups I drank, when I was dizzy, I heard the phone ring.

"Since it's uncomfortable, why don't you go after it? -- Ah Su."

Ha ha, how is it possible.

After singing, everyone dispersed.Mr. Ye staggered out of the KTV alone, and looked up at the brightly lit city, the buildings are really tall.

It has been six years, and he has watched Mr. Huang's back for six years.

Sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes within reach, sometimes far away.

But he never caught up, walked over and said: I like you.

I really like it.

I like it to the point of being hopeless, I like it so much that I betray everyone, I like it so much that I don't want the future or my life!Who can understand? !

Mr. Ye raised his head, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and his back trembled slightly.

How embarrassing, my nose is still sore when I am old.

"what are you doing here?"

Ok?

Mr. Huang's voice suddenly came out from behind, cold and impatient.

It's an auditory hallucination, that person should be with another woman.

"Hey, I said you..." The man touched Mr. Ye's shoulder and said, "Are you listening to me?"

ah!It's really Mr. Huang!

"What's the matter? Your eyes are so red. Don't drink if you can't drink it. I told you many times, don't be brave if you can't do it!"

Mr. Huang held Mr. Ye's shoulder, his palm was warm and thick.

This is a dream, Mr. Huang nagging next to himself like this must be an illusion.

However, even if it was a hallucination, he wanted to...

"Hey you……"

Mr. Ye hugged Mr. Huang fiercely, holding him so tightly that his nails were about to tear Mr. Huang's shirt.

Even if it was a hallucination, he wanted to catch up once.

Because, like you!

"Honey, what's the matter?"

A woman's voice came from the side.

Mr. Huang replied softly: "It's okay, don't worry, he just drank too much."

Mr. Ye turned his head and saw a mature and beautiful woman standing aside, looking at them worriedly.

Looking up again, Mr. Huang's eyes were so gentle, but he was looking at that woman, his fiancee.

"Ahem..." Mr. Ye let go slowly, lowered his head and said, "I'm a little dizzy, I'm sorry."

What are you doing!what a shame!

Mr. Huang rubbed his head and said, "I'll take you home."

"No, I can do it myself. You are busy with your work, so don't bother me." Mr. Ye wanted to take a step back to avoid Mr. Huang's warm hands, but he lost his balance and leaned back, almost falling.Behind is the motorway.

"Hey, be careful..." Mr. Huang grabbed him and said angrily, "What are you doing! Use your brains!"

Mr. Huang exerted great strength, and Mr. Ye felt as if his arm was being clamped by iron clamps.

"It's really fine, don't worry." Mr. Ye tried to break free, but failed.

If you don't like it, why do you show so much concern?Asshole!

"Don't make trouble anymore." Mr. Huang's air pressure was very low, "Xiao Nai, go back by yourself first today."

Mr. Huang dragged Mr. Ye into the car, fastened his seat belt, rolled down the window, took off his coat and put it on Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye was pretending to be dead the whole time.

The night breeze is cool, but fortunately there are Mr. Huang's clothes.

Mr. Ye shrank his neck, buried half of his face under his clothes, and only kept his eyes on the busy traffic behind him in the rearview mirror, stepping back step by step.

The car was very quiet. Mr. Ye smelled Mr. Huang, and his nose was sore again.

He really hoped that time would stop from now on, and he could be with Mr. Huang forever, galloping on the way home.

"Don't fall asleep, you'll catch a cold." Mr. Huang said coldly.

Mr. Ye moved his neck, but didn't make a sound.

I don't know when Mr. Huang became so considerate. Sure enough, it's different when he has a girlfriend.

"It's really troublesome." Mr. Huang rolled up the window again.This will neither be stuffy nor too cold, just enough to sober up.

Mr. Ye turned his head sideways and looked at the figure reflected in the window glass. Mr. Huang frowned, looking unhappy.

Look at him, he is so gentle to that woman, and he is so impatient with himself, even if he cares about him.

Mr. Huang drove the car to Mr. Ye's downstairs with ease, and he hasn't come for a long time. Mr. Huang still remembers this place.

The car stopped, Mr. Huang did not move, and Mr. Ye continued to pretend to be asleep.

There was silence in the car. After waiting for a while, Mr. Huang still didn't speak.Mr. Ye regretted it. He wanted to move but didn't dare to move. For the first time, he realized that pretending to sleep was so painful.

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