The world of mortals is just right

Jiang Huan returned to the bar.

He didn't have a house in the capital, he wouldn't stay long, and there was no need to buy it, so he set up a bed in the warehouse behind the bar.

The bar was originally an old house, so he didn't turn on the hot water, just took a shower with cold water, and came out to make instant noodles.

His suitcase was brought back three months ago when he returned to China. Before returning to China, his Manhattan apartment was returned, and all his suits were thrown to the Salvation Army.It was a store that recycles discarded clothes. Usually tens of dollars worth of clothes are donated when they are worn out. This is the first time the clerk has seen so many sets of current-season Armani donated.

Someone knocked on the door, and he put on a T-shirt with an average price of forty, and went to open the door wet.

The people he hired were all amateurs, and he only hired them for half a year.

The college student was a little scared, "Boss... well, Kobayashi, he said he quit and went back to the United States..."

Jiang Huan smiled, "Leave as soon as you go, just you, just recruit someone for me."

The college student didn't dare to say anything, and agreed to go out.

Jiang Huan picked up the full noodles with a fork and put it down again.

He clenched his fist, his fingers twitching uncontrollably.After a while, he walked directly outside, took out a cigarette from his body, and lay directly on the sofa in the yard with a cigarette in his mouth.

The salary he opened was high, and the bar hadn't opened yet, and the few people he hired were also there, cleaning glasses, cleaning glasses, and stocking stocks.

Jiang Huan vaguely heard whispers, such as "Little Lin", "Boss", "Wall Street"...

He sneered, and the soot rolled down and burned his face, causing a brief pain.

The sun is dazzling, and after staring at it for a while, there are spots and discoloration in front of my eyes.He finally closed his eyes and temporarily pushed his thoughts out of his mind.

The people who work here are used to the boss not looking at the bills and not doing things. Sometimes they lie in the yard alone for a day, sometimes they go out and walk aimlessly, and they don’t come back to drink until closing time.

In the afternoon, when he heard footsteps, a person walked up to him, but no one stopped him.

He opened his eyes, but before his eyes could get used to it, he saw Xuan Chang standing in front of him in a different suit, still custom-made.Slender and thin, just enough to block the direct sunlight.

Jiang Huan slowly realized that Xuan Chang stretched out his hand to him, and that hand came in front of him.

The light spot on the retina casts on Xuan Chang's hand, he likes Xuan Chang's hand very much.The hands of a typical scholar are gentle and stable, each nail is neat and clean, with thin calluses for writing and flipping through books.

Xuan Chang intentionally pulled him up, and he stared at it for a while, then waved his hand away and sat up by himself.

"What are you doing here?"

These words sound like gunpowder.

Xuan Chang was still not angry, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Remember that I didn't leave you a contact information."

What's the contact information for a one night stand.

Jiang Huan admitted that there was something unclear between him and him - if it was three months ago, he might have pasted Xuan Chang asking for his phone number, and had been stalking him.

But now, he doesn't want to develop any relationship.

The part-time workers are still huddled in the background like two quails, not knowing what a big scene this is.

Jiang Huan didn't shy away, "Get it, we just slept. I don't want to know who everyone I slept with."

Xuan Chang said, "I'm different."

Jiang Huan looked at him.

Xuan Chang has a calm attitude and a soft tone.

"I'm a good man, you will be responsible to me after you sleep once."

Jiang Huan had nothing to say for a while.

The part-time workers also quietly retreated into the bar, leaving the yard to them.

Xuan Chang is elegant and elegant. Jiang Huan has met a few elegant and elegant men, most of whom are scholars in ivory towers. It is rare for him to have such a calmness that everything is under control.

Such a person, coming to the door, has to be responsible for himself.

Jiang Huanzhen wondered whether his ears were broken or his brain was broken.

He crossed his arms and approached, "How am I going to be responsible, to support you? I resigned, went bankrupt, have no car or house, and can't afford it."

Xuan Chang followed his words, "Then I have a car and a house, and I am responsible for you."

This was so true that Jiang Huan almost believed it.

He sneered, "What do you like about me, or are you just so short of men?"

He intensified his efforts to anger Xuan Chang, but Xuan Chang pushed the boat smoothly again.

"Yes, I am so short of men."

Jiang Huan let out a "ha" laugh, turned around and left.

Xuan Chang took his time and followed behind him.

After all, Jiang Huan couldn't do anything to him after sleeping.Go straight back to the room behind the bar, and pull open the door.

His current life was completely revealed to Xuan Chang.

The sofa bed is messy, and the empty wine glass is used to stuff cigarette butts.There was a bowl of cold instant noodles on the table.

Jiang Huan asked, "Did you see? I want to be a piece of trash right now. Everyone who puts their hopes on me is gone."

He came from an investment bank. According to legend, he is domineering and recruits from the family that prefers handsome men and beautiful women.

Later, instead of switching to private equity, I switched to venture capital.In this age group, it can be regarded as the best in the industry.

But just such a person suddenly sent a resignation letter to the boss in mid-December, and mailed a resignation notice to his colleagues.Don't want any benefits, not even the equity in your hand, seal the email, quit the apartment, throw away the phone, and play a professional suicide vigorously.

Wall Street is crazy, they don't want anything, and it's not uncommon for people to change their careers to wash dishes.But it shouldn't be Jiang Huan who was struck by lightning.

There are only a few schools and majors favored by the investment bank, and there are tens of thousands of his peers.One of the juniors among them was so focused on burning the cold stove, he wanted to hug his thigh tightly with "unyielding" and "unyielding", so that he could follow along when he returned to the circle again.

This junior student who studied actuarial science spent three months working in this bar, gave up, packed up and went back to the opposite side of the sea.

Xuan Chang looked into his eyes, there were blade-like self-loathing and anger in his eyes, countless sharp thorns.

One of them pierced Xuan Chang's chest, causing a flash of pain.

His expression didn't change, he was still calm and breezy.

"I said, I will support you."

During this period of time, Jiang Huan became more and more unable to control his emotions, irritable and irritable, but Xuan Chang's words miraculously calmed his anxiety, just like spring rain on a burning house.

His anger dissipated, and only his provocation remained.

"What are you trying to do with me?"

Xuan Chang was a little confused, "Why, don't you think that I want you to be pure 1, and I want you to live?"

Jiang Huan sneered, "I just slept in yesterday, and I'm just drawing these today." He walked closer and glanced down, "Is your demand that strong?"

According to legend, seven times a night, that is the level of entering the hospital.Jiang Huan needs to be strong, but he only did it twice a dozen hours ago, and he didn't want to do it again so soon.

Xuan Chang was seven or eight years older than him, so there was no reason for him to recover faster.

Xuan Chang laughed, "Guess?"

An adult man with pale complexion, slightly raised brows and the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Huan looked at him, and suddenly smiled meaningfully, "If you want to take care of me, I will always repay you."

He pushed Xuan Chang against the door and knelt down in front of him.

He doesn't dislike it, and even likes this part of Xuan Chang: the size is outstanding, the appearance is good-looking, and the taste is mild.So I did this last night, but it was simple and did not challenge the high difficulty.

This time, the difficulty was challenged.

From this angle, one can just see Xuan Chang's profile, neatly dressed, white skin, and black hair, making Jiang Huan inexplicably hot.

After he finished, he deliberately swallowed it at Xuan Chang.

"...Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger. Xuqiu is really big."

His voice became even hoarse. Xuan Chang didn't know if he had hurt his throat, so he stretched out his hand to pull him up after tidying up, and looked at the scratches on the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Huan avoided his hand and lay directly on the bed.

His body also became excited, but to a lesser extent, he was too lazy to do anything, and just waited for it to subside on its own.

Xuan Chang stepped forward, and the old sofa bed sank.

Jiang Huan said casually, "Don't step on the cheap ground, sit on your buttocks, and be careful not to get dirty."

This sofa bed is not necessarily able to bear the weight of two men.

But Xuan Chang said, "Come here." He could not refuse and was gentle.

Jiang Huan looked up at him for a while, leaned towards him, was led by Xuan Chang, and pillowed on his lap.

Xuan Chang's voice came from above his head.

"...Once, I was dragged to sleep in the wild desert..."

He has slept in worse places, and Jiang Huan's warehouse is not the worst.

Jiang Huan narrowed his eyes and saw the corner of his lips curl up.

Who was dragged down, although I complained calmly when I recalled, but I actually hid my nostalgia.

Jiang Huan propped up his body and grinned, "I miss my old love, don't miss it on my bed."

Xuan Chang looked at him, as if he wanted to see his expression clearly and make sure of something.

He held Jiang Huan's arm and told him to lie down again.

"Okay, I won't mention it again."

Only then did Jiang Huan lean down again, feeling irritable in his heart. If it wasn't Xuan Chang but someone else, he would have told people to get out of here.

"Roll" couldn't be said, but the person started to roll instead, and turned over from time to time while pillowing on Xuan Chang's lap.

Until Xuan Chang's hand covered his eyes.

In the darkness, he sank into a safe lair, surrounded by the faint scent of men's perfume on Xuan Chang.

He has always been energetic, and only sleeps four hours a day at work, trying to squeeze time to go to the gym.

After resigning, there is nothing to do, and the sleep is even worse.

But for some reason, with Xuan Chang, it is especially easy to fall asleep.

Before falling asleep, Xuan Chang asked, "What car do you like?"

I said before that there is no house or car, but when I asked about it, Jiang Huan answered casually and ignored it.

Xuan Chang waited for him to fall asleep, let go of his hand, and looked at the shadow under his eyes.

It gets lighter every time, but it takes another half a month of sleep before it completely dissipates.

It was Saturday, at nine o'clock in the evening, Cheng Sisi was eating supper when he received a call.

He connected immediately and called out courteously, "Master Uncle."

There was a short-haired policeman beside him, with the rank of first-class superintendent on his shoulder. Hearing this name, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Xuan Chang said, "He doesn't remember anything. Thinking about it gives him a headache."

It was originally guessed that Jiang Huan might still remember some scattered fragments, and he could start from these fragments to evoke the past.At this time, it was confirmed that there was no, not only no, but the dream came back because of meeting Xuan Chang, and even the dream would give me a headache.

Cheng Sisi worried, "Then what should I do..."

Jinghua also stopped chewing and opened a can of beer for him.

Xuan Chang's voice stopped for a moment before it came.

"What to do, stay with him."