The Deepest Color of the Night

Lu Wenlei's autopsy report came out, showing acute heart failure caused by a sudden heart attack.

Gu Yuan gently put down the report, sat behind the desk, looked at Fang Jin in the opposite office through the inner glass window.

Fang Jin sat quietly behind the desk, facing him sideways, from Gu Yuan's perspective, he could only see his graceful and indifferent profile.Since Fang Jin came to work in the morning, he deliberately avoided him, and did not say hello to him when he was out of the office—he might want to hide it, but in Gu Yuan's eyes, it was actually very obvious, so obvious that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Is he angry?

As soon as Gu Yuan had this thought, he was cut off by himself.

Impossible, even I am not angry, what right does he have to be unhappy!

However, Fang Jin did avoid contacting Gu Yuan, and he didn't leave the office all morning.At noon, when Gu Yuan came back from a lunch meeting with others, the office opposite was already empty, so he casually pulled the secretary at the door and asked, "Where's Fang Jin?"

"Assistant Fang went to the company cafeteria for lunch," the secretary said immediately, "He told us to come back in half an hour."

Gu Yuan nodded, turned around and walked towards the elevator, directly descending from the office on the top floor of the building to the staff restaurant on the basement floor.

At this time, there were not many people in the restaurant, and Fang Jin sat at an inconspicuous table in the corner, drinking soup and brushing work emails with a tablet.He was so focused that Gu Yuan walked straight in front of him before he realized it. When he raised his head, he was caught off guard by Gu Yuan's deep eyes.

The young boss personally descended to the staff restaurant, and the employees in the restaurant not far away kept turning their heads to peep, their eyes full of excitement, awe and curiosity.

However, Gu Yuan stared at Fang Jin closely, his gaze was sharp and powerful, as if he wanted to see through his black and white beautiful eyes all the way into his brain.

"You didn't answer my call last night."

"..." Fang Jin was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry."

There was a palpitating silence, Fang Jin looked down at the half of the soup in front of him, and said softly: "If...you mind, I can resign..."

This concern obviously does not refer to not answering Gu Yuan's call, only the two of them know what it means behind it.

The dining table was suddenly plunged into a low air pressure that made it hard to breathe, and it took tens of seconds or more before Gu Yuan suddenly spoke without warning, but he didn't answer the words of resignation: "—that's your man friend?"

An indescribable embarrassment and embarrassment suddenly flashed across Fang Jin's eyes, but it was barely noticeable under the thick eyelashes: "No."

Gu Yuan fixedly looked at him, thoughtfully said: "...Oh."

Going to bed is not a boyfriend. Normal people can only think of more ugly words such as dating or one-night stand.However, Gu Yuan didn't ask any further, and he didn't even look sideways in the slightest. On the contrary, he seemed to be caught in some kind of thinking.

"Then are you still willing to be my assistant?" He asked suddenly after a while.

Fang Jin was taken aback: "...I...I have always been willing to be your assistant."

I've always wanted to be your assistant.

Gu Yuan couldn't find any words to describe the feeling in his heart at this moment. Intellectually, he knew that he should be relieved, but emotionally, there was an indescribable frustration and a feeling similar to sour jealousy, mixed together and poured into his throat.

He swallowed, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

"Then you don't have to resign," Gu Yuan said lightly, turned around and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

·

From that day on, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between Gu Yuan and Fang Jin.Although they still work together, going to and from get off work, Fang Jin still cooks for him every Monday, chooses his clothes, and takes care of his personal finances, but Gu Yuan can feel that there is something different.

Fang Jin returned to the time when he first came to the company.

Shou etiquette, cautious, cautious, calm vigilance and alienation hidden in the calm.

However, Gu Yuan knew that this might be the best situation.Only distance can separate the hidden desire and jealousy deep in his heart, and only time can bring them back to the original correct relationship between boss and subordinate, and they will respect each other as guests from now on, without crossing the threshold.

——If the status quo continues like this, maybe one day Gu Yuan can really feel relieved, and he can even smile and send blessings when Fang Jin finds a boyfriend; however, this situation is destined to be as dangerous and precarious as walking a tightrope. After a short period of time, it was broken by a sudden accident.

It was two weeks later that the Asia-Pacific Financial Summit was held in Hong Kong, and Gu Yuan was also invited to attend.

If Gu Yuan was only the general manager of this shipping group, he would definitely not be qualified to be invited to a chamber of commerce of this level. He received the high-level invitation because he was the heir to the wealthy chaebol of the Gu family.Therefore, when traveling, he brought a think tank and security team of as many as 30 people, and stayed in the five-star luxury hotel Jin Yanting arranged by the organizer. Fang Jin was also among them as the first assistant.

When arriving at the hotel, Fang Jin took the room card according to the usual practice, and instead of going into her own room, she went to help Gu Yuan prepare all the materials and documents for tomorrow's meeting, and put them into special folders for the meeting by category.

Gu Yuan stood in the huge master bedroom of the hotel's presidential suite, changing his clothes in front of the mirror.He took off his shirt and threw it on the bed. With his naked upper body, he went to search for things in the closet, and then looked through the floor-to-ceiling mirror to peep at Fang Jin who was bending over to sort out documents in the study opposite.

The doors of the master bedroom and the study room are wide open, and this position is very upright.

He could see himself just by tilting his head, but he didn't.

From Gu Yuan's angle, he could see that Fang Jin was facing behind him sideways. Because of lowering his head, the ends of his hair covered the tips of his snow-white ears, and his eyelashes drooped into a very nice arc in the light.The pure black suit of fine texture wraps him tightly and fits tightly. The cuffs of the shirt are neatly buttoned, and no skin can be seen below the neck except for his hands; only when he leans over or raises his hands can he be seen through the coat Subtle body lines.

He has been like this since the last time, not revealing anything that can be concealed, strict, cautious and ascetic, just like a medieval ascetic.

——Gu Yuan knew it was because he avoided suspicion.

He was just telling himself silently: I am your subordinate, and I don't have any physical interest in you.

Gu Yuan retracted his gaze, and casually found a T-shirt and jeans to put on, but as soon as he changed, he heard a knock on the door. Fang Jin stood at the door and said calmly: "Mr. Gu, everything you need for the meeting tomorrow morning Everything is on your table."

Gu Yuan hummed, looked him up and down, and suddenly asked, "Why have you lost weight?"

Fang Jin has indeed lost weight, but he is dressed tightly every day, so it is not obvious.But his face was indeed getting more and more haggard day by day, when he was standing at the door of the room with his back against the light, his side cheeks were actually a little grayish white.

"It's hot, so I can't sleep well." Fang Jin smiled, but the smile was very short-lived: "It will be fine after a while."

Gu Yuan wanted to say why you can't sleep well even though there is air conditioning at night, what are you doing, do you take your body seriously?But he swallowed the words before he could leave his mouth. He was silent for a while, and finally he could only say: "Then you should pay attention."

"I will." Fang Jin nodded politely: "Then Mr. Gu, I have nothing to do and I'll be leaving first."

Gu Yuan watched him turn and leave, his steps were steady without hesitation, he quickly opened the door and walked out.

·

That night Fang Jin slept next to Gu Yuan.

It doesn't have any special meaning, it's just that as an assistant, he usually lives in the room next to the master bedroom, so that if something happens, he can call someone to come - but Gu Yuan is not a boss who likes to make troubles, and he rarely has three shifts. When I suddenly wanted to call my assistant to a meeting in the middle of the night.

Fang Jin lay on the bed, quietly looking at the ceiling of the luxurious guest room.

It was very late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Since two weeks ago, he has been dreaming one after another. Sometimes his parents committed suicide when he was a child, the house was on fire, and the beams of the house were smashed down with thick smoke; As if being crushed by a lead weight, he couldn't break free, and then the closed door behind him opened in the next second, and Gu Yuan's face mixed with shock, disgust and contempt appeared.

Those chaotic dreams made him often wake up in the middle of the night, sometimes even five or six times a night.

He tried to relieve the symptoms of dreaminess by increasing the dose of the drug, but it caused a slight insomnia. Later, he could only squint for a while in the wee hours of the morning some nights.

And this kind of insomnia is very exhausting to the body. Fang Jin himself knows that he is dying at a speed visible to the naked eye. Several times during the day, he has symptoms of hypoglycemia.

He told himself he had to close his eyes and go to sleep, there was an important financial summit tomorrow—but he just couldn't sleep.

The consciousness is negative and hyperactive, just like a person who is extremely exhausted has been forcibly injected with stimulants. Although the body is extremely sleepy, the spirit remains abnormally awake.

Fang Jin closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again giving up after a while, finally turned on the light and got out of bed, walked to the small water bar in the suite, dragged a high chair, and opened a bottle of red wine for himself.

It may be due to his natural physique that he seldom gets drunk. Sometimes a little alcohol makes him more sober. He must drink a large amount at one time to feel dizzy and drowsy-but since he is drinking alone, Fang Jin also He didn't bother to take the wine glass, and directly sipped the bottle one at a time, while habitually taking out his phone and flipping through the photo album.

The latest one is an old photo of those five people.

On that day, Fang Jin put the photo back into the interlayer, took a photo with his mobile phone, and took it out to look at it if he had nothing to do.What he was sure of was that this photo contained the answers to all the puzzles. When Gu Yuanlin was born more than 20 years ago, his parents and a person who looked exactly like Gu Mingzong took this photo together with his parents at the entrance of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital. Ying—why is it my parents?If there is no special reason, why did his parents rush to the obstetrics and gynecology hospital to wait for Gu Yuan's birth?

And who is that man named Mingda? Could it be Gu Mingzong's twin brother?

—but that's actually ridiculous.The Gu family has been passed down through generations, and it is well known that Gu Mingzong is the old man's only son.

However, there have always been rumors that Gu Mingzong was not born in the main room, but was brought in by the main room after his mistress gave birth. As for whether the mistress was left with a son or not, it is completely impossible to test.However, this rumor has been very distorted because of its age. The Gu family has never heard of the existence of a person named Gu Mingda, let alone find out where this person is now.

Fang Jin casually turned the chair, thinking that if Gu Yuan wasn't Gu Mingzong's biological son, could it be Gu Mingda's?

Then, wouldn't his mother just cuckold Gu Mingzong, and her so-called death due to dystocia was also related to this?

Just thinking about this guess makes people feel shuddering from the bottom of their hearts. Fang Jin put away his mobile phone and unconsciously shook the wine bottle with one hand.

Assuming that Gu Yuan was the product of an affair between his biological mother and Gu Mingda, and was discovered by Gu Mingzong, Gu Mingda disappeared as a result, and his biological mother died of dystocia; this series of events seems to be explainable and very reasonable, However, many complex operational issues are involved, and it is impossible to completely ignore even a little wind after only 20 years.

Most importantly, why was Gu Yuan, who was the product of an affair, raised so well?

According to Fang Jin's understanding of Gu Mingzong, he would have been very kind if he didn't strangle the baby himself. How could it be possible to support Gu Yuan to the position of today's invisible prince?

Too many questions and conflicts came rushing in, Fang Jin rubbed his temples irritably, only to see that the wine bottle was less than half left before he knew it.

He simply poured out half a glass of the remaining red wine, found vodka and beer from the wine cabinet in the hotel room, opened them and mixed them in the same proportion, then dug out milk from the refrigerator and poured them into the red and white wine mixture Take a sip.

Red, white, and beer are easy to get drunk when mixed, and milk can hinder the metabolism of alcohol, making people drunk faster and more thoroughly.In the process of doing this, Fang Jin was already shaking a little. After pouring the milk, he collected himself, picked up the glass and drank it down. A few minutes later, a wave of dizziness and sleepiness flooded him like a tide, completely submerging him.

Fang Jin staggered towards the big bed, unexpectedly tripped when turning around, and fell to the ground with a "thump!"

The sound was very loud, but there was no pain on the carpet, and Fang Jin, who was deeply drunk at this time, didn't feel any pain at all.In the haze, he felt that the soft and white wool carpet was very comfortable, so he lay down for a long time before slowly getting up and trying to get up.

There was a knock on the door outside the bedroom: "Fang Jin? What's wrong with you, Fang Jin?"

In a trance, Fang Jin turned a deaf ear, grabbed the edge of the table with one hand and stood up.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the empty wine bottle that was originally placed on the edge of the table was hit by his hand, and immediately fell to the ground with several "bang!"

"Fang Jin!" Gu Yuan's voice shouted from outside the door: "What are you doing in there? Open the door!"

Fang Jin grabbed the back of the chair in embarrassment with one hand, and barely stabilized his body.Because of the excessive dizziness, he knelt on the ground and gasped slightly, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't even realize that the door had been pushed open with a loud click.

"Fang... Jin?!"

Gu Yuan strode in, helped Fang Jin up, frowned and said, "What did you do?"

Fang Jin leaned against Gu Yuan's arms, staring at him inexplicably and blankly.

Under the warm orange light, Jin's snow-white cheeks are slightly red, and his lips are slightly parted. You can imagine the delicate and soft feeling without touching it; That moment was so heart-pounding that one could almost drown in it.

Gu Yuan's throat tightened, and he looked away subconsciously: "Are you drunk? What are you doing drinking so much by yourself?"

Fang Jin blinked blankly, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, for a long time, he suddenly reached out to grab Gu Yuan's strong arm, and then rolled over comfortably in his arms.

Gu Yuan: "..."

Fang Jin had already changed into a loose white T-shirt as pajamas. The cotton white texture made his bare skin look softer and smoother, especially after he was drunk, his body temperature rose, and his skin and flesh were warm. A feeling of wanting to rub it so hard that the palm of your hand melts on the skin.

The desire came so quickly and fiercely that he couldn't restrain it at all.

"I——I'll help you to sleep," Gu Yuan tried his best to force himself to look away: "Don't...don't make trouble."

However, no matter who was drunk, he would fall down heavily, unable to walk a few meters from the bar counter to the big bed, Gu Yuan could only half support and half hug him, the large pieces of skin stuck together so tightly, It made his anger go straight down.

After finally getting to the bed, Gu Yuan simply hugged Fang Jin horizontally, put him on the bed in a few steps, then carefully lifted his head and stuffed it with a pillow.

"Go to sleep, take a good rest, don't make trouble...Fang Jin!"

Gu Yuan was grabbed by his hand in a bit of a state of embarrassment—Fang Jin had been trying to grab his hand just now, as if he had become infinitely interested in this moving thing, and finally at the place where Gu Yuan put the pillow for him, It succeeded for a moment.Even so, he didn't seem to realize what he was holding in his hand at all, and after grabbing it, he rubbed it against his reddish cheeks, squinting his eyes like a cat, looking very comfortable.

Gu Yuan looked at him, the fire all over his body almost burned his willpower, his lower body was so hard that he ached, and when he spoke, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even hear him: "Let go of me, Fang Jin, you don't know what you are doing?" What to do, you don't even know who I am now..."

"Gu Yuan." Fang Jin interrupted him vaguely.

Gu Yuan thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong, but then he heard Fang Jin whisper and firmly say: "—Gu Yuan."

The night shrouded the closed bedroom like a mist. The bedside light reflected on Fang Jin's cheeks, side neck, and even the deep collarbone and shoulder sockets. Every inch of exposed skin seemed to be glowing with an ambiguous and seductive luster.

With the last ounce of reason in Gu Yuan's mind, he knew that he should leave immediately, but he couldn't even look away.

He leaned over and stared at Fang Jin's tranced face, panting heavily and fieryly, unable to control himself, and finally kissed the slightly parted lips after a while.