Fate starts with sex

When Feng Yi came back with the takeaway, Mai Jiaheng had already sat back on the bench, and he had returned to his previous state, staring at the falling potion in a daze, without noticing anyone approaching him until a bowl of porridge was delivered to him. When he was in front of him, he woke up from his daze.

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold. I don't know what you like to eat, but it's best to eat light food when you're sick. And..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Feng Yi suddenly realized that he said He ate too much, shut up immediately, put the porridge on the bench, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and covered up the unnatural look on his face by the way.

Mai Jiaheng didn't pay attention so much, he was just waiting for him to continue, when he suddenly lost his voice, he asked.

"And what?"

"It's nothing." After finishing speaking, Feng Yi saw Mai Jiaheng looking at him with puzzled eyes, and added, "Suddenly forgot what I wanted to say."

"Oh……"

"Eat quickly."

Mai Jiaheng stirred the bowl of porridge in his hand with a spoon, and the faint rice fragrance wafted away, which smelled very pleasant.One day about two months ago, the weather changed suddenly, and he was also sick. He had a headache, a fever, and his whole body was weak. He didn't even have the strength to get out of bed to pour himself a glass of water. I dialed my number countless times from the afternoon to the early morning, and finally got only two words, "very busy".At that time, he had a strong premonition that when a man doesn't even bother to give you a perfunctory, maybe the relationship of the past ten years is coming to an end.There is a song that goes like this: "A good flower doesn't always bloom, and a good scene doesn't always stay." Songs are like life, the so-called world is unpredictable, good days will always pass, when it's time to let go, then don't be too worried. Perseverance, in fact, giving up is also a kind of freedom.Because he had been psychologically prepared before, at the moment of breaking up, he was able to face it calmly, heartache is inevitable, after all, the relationship of ten years is not something that can be forgotten just by forgetting, but facing it calmly is far easier than entanglement and begging many.

Mai Jiaheng shook his head and smiled, as if people are always very fragile when they are sick, and they will unconsciously think of the past scenes.A bowl of millet porridge suddenly reminded him of those past events that were hidden deep in his heart and he did not want to remember again.And time seems to be the best medicine to cure a broken relationship. From the initial heartbreak to the present smile, time can really make him forget the pain.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi knew that his heart was full of twists and turns, but he couldn't help feeling helpless when he saw him laughing for a while and staring blankly for a while.

I remember when I saw him for the first time, he just looked stupid, completely ignoring the gazes of the people around him, sitting at the bar alone gulping down wine, weeping silently.You must know that the people who hang out in the bar actually have the same purpose, that is, to look forward to an affair, after all, it is a good night to talk about sex.The situation is more realistic.In such an environment, he can still drink quietly, unaware that the eyes of the people around him are looking at him with greed, just like seeing prey.Although Feng Yi was not considered a gentleman, he didn't want to see him fall into the hands of those hungry wolves, so he walked over to strike up a conversation with him. He originally thought that if he refused, it would be fine, but unexpectedly he agreed. , the following things happened naturally.Before leaving, Feng Yi looked at the back figure curled up on the bed, with a hint of sadness, and he couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.Leaving all the money by the bedside is a little compensation for him.After many one-night stands, he is the only person Feng Yi can remember.

Fate is very subtle and always appears inadvertently.Two days later, they actually met in the company.

Seeing his stunned look, Feng Yi thought it was funny, but he didn't intend to recognize him, because they were still strangers.

Not long after, they met again in the toilet, he was still so dumb, so stupid, his hand was hanging on the faucet and he forgot to put it down, Feng Yi suddenly became interested in him, and he always kept silent when he couldn't see him. Pay attention to all his actions.

He is very quiet and likes to sit in the corridor staring at the ground in a daze.When work is not too busy, Feng Yi will come to the stairs with a cup of coffee to accompany him in a daze.One stood on top, one sat below, everything was as quiet as a painting.Feng Yi never thought of disturbing him in the past, approached and left quietly, and waited until the coffee cup in his hand was empty before returning to the office to do his own business.

He's a bit melancholic, doesn't like to socialize, doesn't like to talk too much.Feng Yi often thinks, what exactly has he experienced, why is there always an indelible sadness between his brows?However, he did not face life negatively because of this. Even though he was just an inconspicuous cleaner, he did not feel inferior to himself. He always worked diligently and did not have a perfunctory attitude.

Perhaps after paying attention to it for a long time, Feng Yi would unknowingly figure out his character.

It can be seen from the pot of prickly pears that he is a careful person and has his own stubborn side.Ever since he found out that he had been transferred to clean the office, Feng Yi guessed that he had put the prickly pear on his desk. If it had been placed by someone else, the pot of prickly pear would have been sent to the scrap yard long ago. destroyed.Feng Yi deliberately threw the prickly pear into the trash can at the door, and ordered everyone not to clean it up.On the second day, as expected, the pot of cactus was safely placed in the same place.Feng Yi repeated the old trick again and again, just to see how long he could last.Facts have proved that he is not only stubborn, but also very patient. He always wipes the flower pots clean and lays the colored stones on the soil neatly.In the end Feng Yi was overwhelmed by his perseverance and decided to ignore it, but he never thought about why he, who has always only liked black and white, tolerated everything he did.

When Feng Yi recovered from his thoughts, Mai Jiaheng was still stirring the bowl of porridge in his hand with a spoon.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Feng Yi couldn't help but tease: "Why don't you eat? Do you want me to feed you?"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yi obviously saw his body tremble, and then he raised his head in surprise, and the two looked at each other. Feng Yi deliberately looked at him solemnly, as if he was not teasing him before, but kindly raised his eyebrows. Suggestion, roughly means: the porridge is getting cold, and you are too lazy to eat it, so I will reluctantly feed you.

Mai Jiaheng obviously took this sentence seriously, and immediately put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, followed by the second spoonful, and the third spoonful... two eyes secretly glanced up, and found that the other party was still staring at him, His face flushed unconsciously, reaching to the base of his ears.

Feng Yi had never seen such a shy person before, and he couldn't figure out why he was so nervous, so he had no choice but to look elsewhere, for fear that if he continued to look at it, he would send porridge up his nostrils.

After eating the porridge, Mai Jiaheng was about to throw the disposable instant bowl into the trash can.As soon as he stood up, Feng Yi took the bowl in his hand and said, "I'll throw it away, and go out to smoke a cigarette by the way."

"Oh, yes." Mai Jiaheng agreed, and saw him walk out of the injection room.

Wandering alone in a foreign land, especially when you are sick, suddenly someone can care about you and take care of you, then you will become dependent on that person unconsciously.There was always an indescribable feeling in Mai Jiaheng's heart. He would be nervous when he saw Feng Yi, and his heart would blush when he heard Feng Yi's words. From the time they met to now, although they were not very familiar with each other, they had done the most intimate things.Perhaps because of this, when staying with the other party, Mai Jiaheng always has a strange feeling, as if facing a familiar yet unfamiliar person.At this moment, this person bought him porridge and accompanied him to give him an injection, which made him smell a little bit of happiness.He hasn't felt the so-called "happiness" for a long time. This kind of happiness is like a seed buried in his heart. Under the irrigation of emotion, he doesn't resist at all, allowing this vague feeling to grow slowly. To grow, to take root.

When Feng Yi came back from smoking, half an hour had passed. He went straight to sit next to Mai Jiaheng, and there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air.Mai Jiaheng, who has never smoked, did not reject the smell at all, but kindly reminded: "Smoking less, it is not good for your health."

Feng Yi leaned his body on the back of the chair, lazily looking forward: "I'm used to it, it seems that something is missing if I don't smoke."

Sometimes once the chatterbox is opened, it is not easy to close, and it seems that even the conversation becomes smoother.

Mai Jiaheng thought for a while and then said: "When the addiction occurs, you can eat a piece of chewing gum to divert your attention. As you said, smoking is just a habit. Smoking is a habit, and not smoking is also a habit. At first, try not to smoke, and when you get used to it That's it." Such a long sentence was spoken naturally, and the tone was as relaxed as chatting with an old friend.

"Oh." Feng Yisha nodded in agreement, with a smile on his lips, "Looks like I'm going to the supermarket to buy some boxes of chewing gum soon."

Mai Jiaheng didn't know if he had listened to his words, but he was silent for a few seconds before changing the subject: "By the way, how much is the medical bill? I'll return the money to you when I go back."

Feng Yi said calmly: "No need, didn't you give me a pot of prickly pears? Just treat it as a gift."

The current medical bills are not cheap. Mai Jiaheng felt that this gift was too heavy, so he quickly refused: "I bought that pot of cactus for 15 yuan, and I probably can't even pay a fraction of the medical bills. I can't accept it." ..."

"Stop rambling." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Feng Yi saw his eagerness, but he was unwilling to give in to each other with him, he just glanced at him lightly and said: "I have already made up my mind, it is meaningless for you to say more, don't mention it in the future. "

There was an undeniable arrogance in the cold voice, and Mai Jiaheng was shocked by the arrogance, and was so stunned that he couldn't even speak.

After a moment of silence, the liquid medicine in the bottle was about to run out, Feng Yi stood up and asked the nurse to pull out the needle, unintentionally resolved the embarrassing situation at this time, and let Mai Jiaheng heaved a sigh of relief.Afterwards, the two drove back to the company, speechless all the way.

The car stopped at the entrance of the company, Feng Yi only said "arrived" and stopped talking.His moodiness made Mai Jiaheng feel unbelievable and puzzled.Swallowing the thank you that was about to be said back into his stomach, Mai Jiaheng gently opened the car door, left quietly, minimized his sense of existence, and walked into the company with his head down.