how i bought the whole world

When Brandon realized that he had returned to the past, he was extremely terrified.

There is no William, no Carter, no Elizabeth and Jude Law, only myself waking up alone in the election office, and a female boss who laughs horribly, Roxanne.

It took only a second for Brandon to finish what he hadn't done before. He smashed the notebook in his hand into Roxani's face, and then loudly mocked her as a horrible person as she stumbled away clutching her nose. old hag.

Then he resigned and booked the first flight to Boston. He was very eager to see William. Lovers work.

However, what happened afterwards made him extremely frustrated. First, Miss Natasha, the female secretary who resigned because of having a child in the past, was not pregnant. She is still working in WF Group. William is very satisfied with her job. Second, William Everyone in the company knew that the other party was courting a young Asian boy.

Brandon is angry.That damned, God damned William!How dare he do to other people what he once did to him!He knows how sweet William's mouth is, if he wants, he can say the most touching words in the world, his eyes can pretend to be the deepest night sky, and people can drown in it, but in fact he is a heartless bastard , a big carrot with a big heart, actually had a private meeting with other people behind her back (it didn't)!There was a flame that nearly consumed Brandon's sanity.He felt that it was difficult for him not to beat someone when William appeared in front of him.

"Christian, where is William?" Brandon knocked on the window of Chris' car.

"Huh? Who are you?" Chris was almost taken aback. Can you imagine what it would be like when you start the car, and suddenly a person rushes out in front of your car?For heaven's sake, Chris almost stepped on the gas pedal just now.

"Tell me where William is," Brandon repeated.

Christian looked at him vigilantly, "What do you want to do, I don't know you, I won't reveal our boss's whereabouts."

"Is he still in vox in the blues?" Brandon asked again.Both were William's former favorite bars.

"I said I wouldn't..."

"VOX," Brandon confirmed.Then he rushed to the bar angrily.

"Oh." Chris looked at Brandon who turned and left with a dull look. "William, William, what trouble have you gotten into?"

Unaware of the future, William is inviting Gu Anning to his house to taste his collection of red wine.

He tried his best to describe the preciousness of this bottle of wine in a sincere tone - he bought it from a bankrupt French businessman, it was once displayed in the wine exhibition hall, and there are only a dozen bottles in existence, but these words can't move Gu Anning's heart .

"I should go." The other party kept looking at his watch. "Sorry, William, I have a class tomorrow and I need to give a speech. I have to go back and prepare some materials now."

William picked up his coat, "Shall I give it to you?"

"No need." Gu Anning refused, he hesitated, "Thank you, maybe next time we have a chance to taste wine together, I will contact you when the time comes, is that okay?"

"I'll wait for your call." William said.

After the other party left, William's smile disappeared from his face.

"Nothing." He sneered.I don't know whether to laugh at Gu An Ning or himself.

In fact, some time ago, he was full of longing for Gu An Ning. The other party's reservedness and aloofness were a challenge in his eyes. He wanted to touch his heart and get this person, but one day, William woke up. But he found that this desire disappeared, and the other party was no longer so attractive to him. Even when he was busy with work, he didn't think of this person's existence. It wasn't until Chris teased William that he was chasing a tree that would not bloom, that he suddenly Realized that it seemed that he hadn't contacted Gu Anning for a long time.

"It won't work for you to pursue others like this."

The sudden words accidentally awakened City William. The speaker was a young man with flaxen hair, gray eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pursed as if angry. He was sitting in a corner of the bar, looking at him coldly.

William was unexpectedly funny, "I'm sorry, are you talking to me again?"

The young man raised his glass and took a sip.

William didn't think the other party had the ability to teach him anything. Looking at his face full of "don't mess with me", he knew that the other party was on the verge of falling out of love, but unexpectedly, William walked up to him and talked to him, " William." He held out his hand.

"Brandon." The other party shook him back, and his fingers were also cold. William couldn't help but look at him—he was wearing too little.

"You just said how to pursue others?" He thought of a topic casually.

"I said you're not going to go after someone like that," said Brandon, the unhappy young man, and swiped himself another large glass of wine.

William smiled, reached out and pushed his glass away, "How does that work?"

The other party glanced at him plainly, then turned to face him. He paused for a few seconds before speaking. "First of all, you have to learn to look into the other person's eyes and talk. Instead of focusing on the glass in front of you all night." The man raised his head slightly, looking straight into William's eyes. "Then, let his eyes look at you, only at you." He grabbed William's tie and pulled his head down slightly, and the eyes of the two converged. "Finally, and most importantly." The man in front of him narrowed his eyes, "Make sure you really like him, and he really likes you."

They are very close, so close that you can feel a burst of warmth when your breath sprays on each other's face, and so close that as long as you lower your head, their lips can touch each other.William suddenly discovered that the eyes of the man in front of him were not completely gray, but a little blue, like the color of a tranquil lake, and these eyes were looking at him at this moment.

He remembered what the young man said, looked into the other person's eyes, and then let the other person's eyes look at you.

Brandon moved suddenly. He wrapped his hand around the back of William's neck and pulled it down. The lips of the two immediately collided. Before William could react, Brandon's tongue deftly pried open the nape of William's neck. The thin lips stretched inside without the slightest hesitation.

William only tasted a kind of sweetness that belongs to the sweetness of fermented malt, and then the rich bitterness of agave. The other party's arrogant eyes did not close because of this kiss. He looked at him indifferently, as if he could give this kiss How precious and extravagant it is, William immediately counterattacked not to be outdone, he stirred Brandon's lips mercilessly, and quickly took the initiative in his own hands.

After the kiss was over, the two separated, panting from each other, "God." William rested his head on one hand, "This is really..."

He wanted to say it was too hot, or too kinky, but there was a dull pain when he moved his tongue.

Brandon bit his lip hard one last time, giving him a taste of blood, but also too intense to forget.

"Would you like to come to my house?" William asked.His head couldn't hold other people at all. He reached out and stroked the other person's back, again and again, directly touching the tailbone. Brandon trembled, but did not refuse.William felt that he might be drunk, otherwise why would he be so crazy in the bar and directly tried to pull away a boy he had only known for two seconds?

"Get out." Brandon pushed him away, "You idiot, get out of here immediately."

He wiped the corner of his mouth and walked outside.

……

Two days later, Brandon found a new job. With his qualifications, he could work for any large company, rather than condescending to the WF Group, which was still a small company at the time.He remembered that William once lamented the wonder of fate, so now the other party does not have that luck.

Then one day when he came home from get off work, he suddenly found a very familiar car parked downstairs in the company.

"Hello." William's head poked out of his car. "It was hard to find you. Honey."

Brandon glared at him.

"Thanks for leaving this for me." William held up a business card triumphantly, "Did you keep it in my pocket on purpose?"

"What do you want to explain? This business card is from the past."

"Yes, yes, you left me a business card in Los Angeles. Is it a test for me?" William raised his lips slightly, "So I have to send someone to Los Angeles to find you, and then make sure you resigned Instead of going on a business trip, and then going to every company in Boston to check your name, it’s not easy, dear, I’ll come when I finally find out where you work, what do you think of my attitude?”

"So what exactly do you want to do?" Brandon asked bluntly.

William shrugged, "I want to treat you to dinner and finish what we didn't finish that night."

Brandon sneered, "Is there anything we haven't done?"

"Hey!" William protested, "You can't get someone into heat and then pat their ass and leave, that's what you did to me." He paused, then suddenly smiled again, "Get in the car?"

Brandon stepped forward and opened the car door.

In the evening, he tormented William to death, and of course he would torment him to death, because it was all William's fault, and he forgot about him the hell and made him suffer so badly.William kissed his back, gasping for blush and heartbeat, he finally pushed back his wet hair and stopped, "I can't imagine that we are meeting for the second time."

Brandon nestled lazily in his arms. "Do you think it's too fast?"

"Well, no, I think that's what we should do when we first meet."

Brandon laughed, put his arms around William's neck and gave him a long kiss, and William stretched out his arms to hug him, "I want to do it again."

He replied, "Of course you can."

After this time was over, Brandon didn't want to move anymore. He sat on the bed and wrapped his private parts with a quilt. William lit a cigarette by the window, and Brandon snatched him after taking a puff. Put it between your lips.

After smoking the cigarette, Brandon suddenly asked, "What if I didn't leave you a business card?"

William glanced at him, "You stayed, didn't you?"

"I don't have to stay," Brandon said.

"Yes, then I'll have to go to that bar every day, and when you occasionally remember to give me a favor." William kissed him on the lips, and his fingers brushed Brandon's hair, "I have to say, luckily you Leave a business card."

That night, Brandon slept at William's house. He wanted to leave like this, but the other party wanted him to stay, and even promised that if he stayed overnight, he would get up and make breakfast for Brandon the next day.

Brandon agreed, because he was too sleepy to get out of the bed, and William's bed was so soft that one could sink into it, and he couldn't get out from the moment he walked into this room. The moment you know it.

But halfway through his sleep, he suddenly felt something big jump onto his bed.

"Get out of Jude Law." William's voice was heard in his ear.There was also Elizabeth's babbling laughter, "Okay, little princess, don't disturb Daddy's sleep, let's go downstairs."

Brandon opened his eyes, and in front of him was a familiar bedroom and familiar people. William was walking around in his nightgown with Liz in his arms. When he saw Brandon wake up, he smiled and said, "My dear, I woke you up." Huh? We're leaving at once."

"No, don't." He muttered, pulling the other person to his bed, "I had a dream, William." He frowned, "Oh, by the way, I haven't hit you yet."

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Synopsis: Brandon has a dream and finds out that his past self missed the opportunity to enter the WF Group, and William is courting Antonio.

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