Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

410 six

Perhaps it was because the days were too peaceful and beautiful, or because the wedding date was approaching, Zheng He could often think of the days when he first met Mr. Bai, and the cold and silent man at first.

What's interesting is that whenever he thinks about it, he can't fall asleep with his eyes open excitedly, and tosses and turns on the bed, making Mr. Bai unable to fall asleep.

Naturally, Mr. Bai would not blame Zheng He, and when Zheng He squeezed into his arms to ask questions, he felt an unspeakable warmth in his heart.

"Mr. Bai," Zheng He turned over and lay down on the man's chest, pretending to ask casually, "Have you ever taken care of anyone else before me?" This question has been lingering in his mind for a long time, since he first met him Doubts exist.

The man put his arms around Zheng He's shoulders to keep him from sliding down, and asked instead, "Why did you bring this up so well?"

"Curiosity, tell me." Zheng He smiled a little fake.

"have nothing to say."

"How could it be possible that there is nothing to say?" Zheng He obviously didn't believe it: "Like 'how many times have you had before me', there are only two I have heard of!"

Mr. Bai put his hands on Zheng He's bare shoulders, and unconsciously twirled his fingers around the soft hair on his neck. Hearing this, he paused his fingers, showing an intriguing expression: "I see, then tell me which two are you?" indivual?"

"Rong Shaohe..." Zheng He suddenly understood that if he mentioned these two people at this time, according to Mr. Bai's way of thinking, he would definitely limit the scope to the smallest, starting from these two people and successfully persuading himself to let himself I believed that Mr. Bai only had these two men, and then the major issue turned into a trivial matter, so he quickly stopped talking and said, "I was asking you! Why did you ask me instead!"

"It's you who are asking me, so of course I have to ask you," Mr. Bai said, "Can you tell me how did you know that these two people had a relationship with me?"

"No," Zheng He said with great momentum, and then added in a low voice, "Unless you tell me the answer."

Mr. Bai covered his mouth and chuckled, he was really amused by Zheng He.

"Don't laugh, you." Zheng He became ashamed.

Mr. Bai patted Zheng He on the head: "Baby, are you very concerned about my affairs? Why did you even dig out Arong's rotten tangerine peel?"

"Do you know that you praised Young Master Rong to the point where we were jealous, and I don't know." Zheng He retorted.

Mr. Bai said: "Okay, let me reflect on it. It's true that I don't praise you as much as I praise Arong, but Arong and I are only in a purely financial relationship. He sleeps in my bed, and I give him the money he wants. The goal is clear and simple. He's just my plaything."

Zheng He was a little unconvinced: "Then I'll sleep in your bed too, but you only gave me an empty number!"

Mr. Bai laughed again, and said, "It's not that you don't know my identity, baby. I saw you for the first time on that occasion. How could I give you something to contact me? But that phone number is indeed Mine, if you call the next day, I think your card will be credited enough to satisfy you, and your company will professionally gag you."

Zheng He felt a chill down his spine: "But didn't you tell me that you just have too many mobile phone numbers and accidentally forgot..."

"Really..." Mr. Bai still smiled, "Did I say that?"

Zheng He didn't know what to say at all, his lips seemed to be sealed by glue and could not be separated.He knows a lot of rumors about Mr. Bai. Although Mr. Bai categorically denies them, he knows that most of them are true. Mr. Bai always tells him to avoid these things intentionally or unintentionally, so that he still believes that the sun is warm. He has always liked men, but at this moment, he was a little scared. Although he didn't regret meeting and falling in love with this man, he still felt uncomfortable. He didn't know whether he was afraid of Mr. Bai or a label other than Mr. Bai. , or maybe...

Hatchback has it all.

Mr. Bai did it on purpose. He was deeply impressed by the naivety of Zheng He's question tonight. At the same time, he thought that he and Zheng He had reached such a close level. It will be troublesome in the future, but he didn't expect Zheng He's reaction to be so big after he finished speaking, so he comforted him: "Baby, are you scared?"

Zheng He pulled up the quilt, buried his head in the man's arms, and remained silent.

Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He's curly hair, and patiently stroked his back to let him relax.

After a while, Zheng He's muffled voice came: "Mr. Bai, would you treat me like that? Like Young Master Rong."

"No," Mr. Bai said, "you are mine, and you will not be his."

Zheng He breathed a sigh of relief, then felt his fingers were cold, and buried his hands under the man's elbow to keep warm, Zheng He closed his eyes and decided to sleep.

If there is one person in this world who will never hurt himself, Zheng He believes that person must be Mr. Bai.

410 seven

The relationship between Mr. Bai and Zheng He has not cooled down since that night, but it has risen a temperature, just like the screen window before the two of them was pierced, and they can suddenly face it calmly, directly upgrading from sweet to sweet. Like glue like paint.

After the fourth day of Mr. Bai's unexcused absence from work, he worked overtime for 48 hours in a row, causing a murderous Sang Bei to rush into the villa, trying to take away the man who was watching Zheng He's cooking. .

Mr. Bai exchanged high overtime pay for the right to have a peaceful dinner with Zheng He, and then left.

Zheng He watched the farce with a wry smile, and just as he was sending the couple away, he received a call from the wedding company, asking him about the candidates for the best man.

Zheng He was taken aback. He had neither many nor many friends, and he could barely invite the best man for two people. However, his wedding with Mr. Bai was not favored by others. People outside the gay circle would definitely not like it. Artists They love their reputation, and they can't ruin Momo and them. After thinking for a long time, Zheng He felt that he still had to let his former friends come.

Before Zheng He met Mr. Bai, he hung around various gay bars all year round. After a long time, he also made many close friends. Unfortunately, he became famous later, and it would be inappropriate to go to that kind of occasion again. In addition, Mr. Bai He was so strict that he lost contact before he knew it. It would hurt his feelings to ask someone to come over to be his best man with just a phone call. Zheng He saw that the time was just after seven o'clock in the evening, so he changed his clothes and decided to go there in person.

Zheng He decided to go to Ye Shi, the largest gaybar in City H, which happened to be on the same street as Mr. Bai's Beacher. From this, it can be seen that the owner of this store is very powerful. He opened a fringe bar in the downtown area, isn't it? It is really capable to die.

Showing his membership card to the waiter, he went straight to the hall where comrades gathered most. Zheng He opened the door and saw the dim lights and the slightly provocative aroma in the air, and suddenly he was aroused with nostalgia in his heart.

Walking to the bar, a sharp-eyed acquaintance saw Zheng He and suddenly shouted, "Hi! You're here today!"

Zheng He didn't expect someone to find him so soon. He was a little surprised, but nodded with a reserved smile on his face: "Jia Le, I've been busy recently so I didn't come. What about you, do you have a new partner?" I didn't realize that the way I deal with people and things is very much like Mr. Bai.

During the conversation, several people had spotted Zheng He, and hurried over to say hello and ordered a glass of low-purity fruit wine for him.

"Come here, sit here, yo, I haven't seen you for a few days, it's very moist."

Zheng He heard their teasing, smiled and pursed his lips, took out invitations from his pocket and sent them one by one, saying, "I'm getting married."

There was a sudden silence around.

Jia Le took a sip of wine, and patted Zheng He on the shoulder vigorously: "Fuck, you kid is trying to make us unhappy, right? You haven't come for a long time, so come up and do this! Okay! I accept this invitation, The time will come."

Zheng He noticed that they thought he was marrying a woman, and quickly said: "You guys misunderstood! My other half is a man! I will marry him!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and congratulated Zheng He one after another. Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Zheng He told them about his plan to ask them to be best men. Immediately, several people asked about the time period, and left their phone numbers to decide to be best men. Zheng He left a message. In his mind, he put some of them purely for fun and students into another folder for backup, leaving behind people who have a certain social status and have a really good relationship with him, but in less than ten minutes, his mobile phone There are more than 20, Zheng He himself did not expect that there are so many people, but after thinking about it, there are very few comrades who can get married, probably they just want to keep it in mind.

Most of the people who came here today were acquaintances. They knew that Zheng He would come to get invitations when they got married. Zheng He brought more than 30 copies in total. There was no way to ask the waiter for invitations from the convenience store. It is probably the first time the waiter met The guests who ordered "invitations" at the bar held back their laughter all the way. Zheng He checked the number and picked up a pen to write on the spot. Although it was tiring, it was the first time Zheng He was congratulated by so many people. Like running in the clouds, trembling with joy.

By the time the best man and invitations were done, it was almost nine o'clock, and there were more and more people in the night. Zheng He finally had the time to chat with his friends. Jia Le ordered some soda water and said, "Ah He, You haven't been here for a while, many bars in City H are closed, and those who went to other places before have all returned."

"Oh." Zheng He recalled that Mr. Bai also closed a lot of shops, and wondered if it had something to do with it: "Who is back?"

Jia Le paused, and said: "...A Yuan."

Others pushed Jia Le, glanced at Zheng He and stared at him again, motioning him not to talk about it.

Jia Le scratched his hair, and said in annoyance: "I also know, but he comes every day these days, I don't think it will be more distressing for Ah He to see him, why don't we just talk about it now!"

Zheng He controlled the stiffness on his face, and said, "It's okay, I've already let go of this paragraph..."

Jia Le suddenly stood up and blocked Zheng He.

Zheng He vaguely saw someone walking towards him, and then was blocked by Jiale. He saw that the people next to him were very nervous and looked at the person who was coming, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Why are you blocking me?"

A slightly smiling voice entered Zheng He's ears along with the chaotic music, and the ring finger of Zheng He's right hand fell unconsciously.

Zheng He pinched the back of his hand, took a deep breath and stood up.

A Yuan pushed Jia Le away and sneered: "Oh, I guessed it was you, how could I still meet you."

Zheng He also sneered: "No, I felt pregnant when I saw you."

The author has something to say: A Yuan, Zheng He's boyfriend in college, broke up with the other party.