Dedicated to the silly little white artist

43

"Tick, tick..."

The clock was swinging in the dark room, the wind whizzed past the window, like the sharpest wailing of a woman, suddenly, a fine grain of sand was blown up by the wind, and fell on the glass with a clear 'click' sound, Bai En opened his eyes.

He didn't know how long it had been since he turned off the lights, but he knew he couldn't sleep.

Zheng He slept soundly in his arms, and the evenly exhaled hot air from his nose kept brushing against his neck. Bai En turned over and tried his best to trace the outline of that face in the darkness, but he couldn't remember it at all.

Realizing this, Bai En suddenly felt empty in his heart.

"Zheng He," Bai En called softly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Zheng He got up and turned on the bedside lamp, glanced at the clock and retracted into Bai En's arms: "It's only past three o'clock..."

Bai En turned Zheng He's face to himself, and said softly: "Then you should sleep for a while."

"What about you?"

"Sleep in a while."

"Oh..." Zheng He fell silent, Bai En stretched out his hand to dim the light, Zheng He suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Mr. Bai, are you unable to sleep?"

Bai En patted Zheng He's head, but didn't reply.

Zheng He rubbed his eyes, and said, "Since you can't sleep, let me have a conversation with you, and you'll be sleepy after a while."

Bai En unconsciously softened his expression, and said, "Don't you still have to work tomorrow? Leave me alone and go to sleep."

"It's okay," Zheng He said while yawning, "I'm not sleepy."

44

There were many messy books on the bedside cabinet at Zheng He's house. Bai En picked up one casually. It was a fashion magazine about how to exercise muscles in a healthy way. Bai En glanced at Zheng He and asked with a smile: "You still look at this?"

Zheng He laughed 'hum chi hum chi', his tongue twirled on Bai En's abdominal muscles, he couldn't put it down, and said enviously: "When will I have your figure."

"Don't make trouble," Bai En wrapped his arms around Zheng He's shoulders and pulled him up. Zheng He consciously found a comfortable position for both of them, and said, "Actually, I didn't buy this book for fitness at all. , Seeing that the man above is so handsome, I thought it was...hehe."

"Little pervert." Bai En patted Zheng He's butt lightly, and opened the magazine. On the first page, there was a man showing his strength with a honey-colored body painted with olive oil, which was very attractive.

Bai En glanced at it and then focused his attention on the small line of fitness matters under the picture. On the other hand, looking at Zheng He, he said like Xian Bao: "Is this man handsome?"

"Fortunately, you look good." Bai En said very coldly.

Zheng He rummaged through it, and found another handsome half-naked handsome foreign guy: "Look at this!"

"Well, I saw it."

Zheng He said with a smile: "He looks like you, right? I thought you were the model above at first!"

Bai En laughed: "How am I like him?"

"I miss everything." Zheng He put the magazine next to Mr. Bai's face for comparison, and said, "If it wasn't for that mole behind your eyebrow, I would have admitted my mistake."

Bai En caressed his face and asked, "Behind my eyebrows...is there a mole?"

"Didn't you notice?" Zheng He handed him the small mirror: "Look, it's right here."

After Zheng He said this, Bai En realized that there was indeed a small red dot behind his left eyebrow. It was so small that he couldn't find it without looking carefully.

"When did you see that?" he asked.

"It's been a long time," Zheng He put his hand on Bai En's, leaned over and kissed the place, and said, "It's very beautiful."

45

The result of the two people talking at night while holding candles is that both of them overslept.

Zheng He brushed his teeth with one hand and broadcast the number on the phone with the other, but the frothy toothbrush poked on the screen of the phone because of his panic, which almost made Zheng He sick to death.

Bai En, who was completely naked, walked over leisurely, leaned against the door to see Zheng He's frantic movements, and asked, "Are you busy today?"

"My agent said that today I will be taking me to see the crew of the new drama "Spring Tribulation", and I can't be late." Zheng He said inarticulately with his toothbrush in his mouth.

"Your manager... is the one named Cheng Shao?" Bai En was somewhat impressed.

Zheng He nodded fiercely, even in such a hurry, he didn't forget to gossip: "Let me tell you, Cheng Shao is very interesting, I found him carrying it with him several times..."

Bai En knocked on the door: "You still have twenty minutes."

"Oh my god! Damn it!" Zheng He hurriedly began to wash his face, not even placing his toothbrush properly.

After watching it for a while, Bai En asked, "How are you going?"

"Cheng Shao said he came to pick me up," Zheng He wiped off the water on his face, and smiled wryly: "But he still doesn't answer my phone yet."

Bai En has always been patient with his lover, so he said, "I'll see you off, okay?"

Zheng He clenched his hand holding the towel, and he looked at the man in surprise: "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Bai En's hand brushed across Zheng He's wet haste, warm to the touch, he smiled lightly, and asked back, "I usually treat you badly?"

"No." Zheng He rubbed his blushing face due to the slight touch, and said, "Let's forget about it today. I just returned to the company for a few days, so keep a low profile."

Bai En frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Zheng He explained: "It's not a matter of hiding something. Although the company almost knows about the relationship between you and me, I just came back and acted as a leading role and took promotional photos, and then let others see that you sent me personally. I'm going to the company, so many people don't want to see you."

"Okay," Bai En leaned over and kissed Zheng He's face, and said, "I'll let someone take you there."

Zheng He kissed back, but the place where he kissed was Mr. Bai's lips, and the kiss ended, and he said: "After you said that, I suddenly realized that I don't need to drive back to my house in the near future, it's all on your side." The package is delivered, the treatment is really good."

"Don't drive here from now on." Bai En said this to Zheng He tenderly, and immediately reminded him cruelly again: "You only have 5 minutes left, do you want to be late? Hurry up and get dressed. "

46

Bai En's company is mainly engaged in the business in the red light district west of H City. It is not correct to say that it is a company. The secretary is actually the shareholder of Sang Beiwai, who doesn't even have a manager.

Bai En is the little tip on the pyramid, but because the pyramid is too high, it is difficult to be grounded, which has caused all shareholders to work hard to collect financial resources, so that the empty Bai En is even more idle.

After seeing off Zheng He, Bai En went back upstairs to change his clothes. There were only a few spare styles in the cloakroom. He picked a white one to change into, and suddenly found a box in his pocket. When he opened it, it was a branch. Silver bright tie clip.

He remembered that this was a gift for Zheng He, but he didn't know what Zheng He was doing that day and he didn't accept it anyway, which made him a little disappointed.

Bai En tried to pin the tie clip on his own tie. It was exquisite and low-key, which was in line with his aesthetics. Standing in front of the mirror, Bai En began to wander, thinking about how to get Zheng He to accept this gift. Before he knew how long, he The cell phone rang, and Zheng He's cheerful voice came: "Mr. Bai! I'm done! The director of "Spring Tribulation" is very satisfied with me, Cheng Shao said to give me five days off, and the filming will start when I come back!"

Bai En: "...so fast."