Banned access to straight men's hearts

After Gu Huan sent it out, Siri and Zhou Xi stopped talking. He wondered, when he looked up, he saw Siri and Zhou Xi busy, and he frowned.

They were all idlers just now, why are they so busy now?

Si Rui glanced here, then coughed.

Only then did Gu Huan realize something, and when he turned his head, he met Qian Wei's curious eyes, looking at his phone screen.

"..."

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Qian Wei smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I didn't watch it on purpose, but Si Rui told me that you are very curious about the relationship between me and Zhang Gong, so I will tell you."

"I and you Zhang Gong are in a relationship that will be a couple in the future."

"It's just that you can't reveal it now, do you understand?"

That day, Gu Huan nodded blankly, and only realized how shocking the news he had heard after he got off work.

He wanted to vent in the small group, but when he got in, he saw Sirui pulling Qianwei into the small group, and his desire to gossip was instantly extinguished, and he knocked on Sirui's small window again.

The only straight man in Zhang Gong's office: Since you knew it earlier, why didn't you tell me earlier, making me so embarrassed.

A Beautiful Flower: If Zhou Xi and I told you, you would definitely not believe it. It would be better if the former worker told you the truth himself.

The only straight man in Zhang Gong's office: ...

A beautiful flower: Now that you know it now, you have to be careful in the future, after all, you are really the only straight guy in our office.

-

After Qian Wei said what was in his heart, he glanced at Zhang Sen's office, seeing that no one was there, he felt regretful for some reason, but he was relieved.

He was afraid, and he didn't know where the fear came from.

Probably every time he came into contact with Zhang Sen, Zhang Sen took a guarded attitude, like a lion cub who was irritated, or a hedgehog with its thorns erected.

He was really afraid that once he expressed his thoughts, Zhang Sen would disappear into the sea of ​​people without any connection with him just like last time.

This is not the ending I want.

That afternoon he went to the villa.

Two bedrooms were repaired inside, and Zhang Sen's bedroom was a one-to-one replica of Zhang Sen's bedroom and his own bedroom, as well as the furniture decoration inside.

He was paranoid to a certain extent, and he also knew it was a disease, like the disease that he liked to crush small animals to death with his own hands.

In the third year of high school.

Qian Wei had a car accident.

He saw the blood entering his eyes, flowing on the ground to look like a flower, the bloody red color looked so beautiful, so beautiful that he wanted to lick it with his mouth and put the flower in his mouth.

Something is wrong with the back.

He saw that Zhang Sen was injured, blood was oozing from the wound, but his throat and eyes were itching, so he wanted to go up and take a bite of that wound, and integrate all the blood Zhang Sen wasted on the cotton swab into his body.

He was terrified by his own thoughts.

So he found a girlfriend.

Although they were divided later, Zhang Sen was probably responsible for it, but he still didn't want to get bored with anyone other than Zhang Sen.

After knowing each other for so many years, I actually look back.

He and Zhang Sen got along so comfortably, as if they had been entangled in their previous lives for a lifetime.

Some ideas are wrong, and even seem a little morbid.

Qian Wei tried to correct it deliberately, but it didn't work. When he saw Zhang Sen, he tried his best to suppress the desire in his body to bite the other's neck, watching him cry and beg himself to let go.

With tears in my eyes, I gasped and begged myself.

Still my sweetheart.

How uncomfortable he is.

He doesn't want the person he likes to be ruined by him.

He went to see a doctor.

Nuo big white room, avant-garde lying on the sofa.

The receptionist said that white can make people relax, but what he felt was boundless rush.

The psychiatrist asked him, "How do you feel about him?"

Qian Wei was quiet for a moment, looking at the lights in the white ceiling.

He said: "He is like glass. I want to see his broken patterns, but I am afraid that he will shatter to the ground."

The psychiatrist was silent and said, "How long have you known him?"

Qian Wei said, "Four or five years."

The psychiatrist nodded: "That's a long time."

After all, he was writing and drawing on the notebook he held in his hand, and the surrounding was much quieter, only the rustling sound of his pen writing could be heard.

I don't know if I'm too tired, or if something in my heart is broken.

Vanguard fell asleep.

In the dream, there was an open space, and there were many peach blossom trees on the open space.

Pink one by one, with the wind rippling, a few petals fell from time to time, falling on the ground, petal by petal, the wind seemed to cover my eyes.

Qian Wei felt that he couldn't move, so he could only let the peach blossom cover his eyes, and finally he couldn't see any light.

Then there was another gust of wind.

The light suddenly returned to the eyes, and there was a person standing in front of him.

He raised his eyes to see Zhang Sen's appearance.

He laughs.

Zhang Sen laughed.

There is only each other in the eyes.

The years are quiet.

-

Everyone said that if there is a destiny, even if they are separated, they will meet again.

Qian Wei doesn't believe in this truth, his mother who is willing to be the mistress and then takes over the position, and his father, didn't they also prove that the fate was won by themselves through their own means.

He shouldn't believe that after Zhang Sen separated from him, the two would meet again, so he just used his hard work to get the opportunity to stay in the same office with him.

He looked up and saw Zhang Sen every day.

When he got out of his busy work and looked up, he saw Zhang Sen receiving water, or drinking water, which was different from the carefulness before. Now he lives comfortably and comfortably.

The avant-garde hovers daily between self-doubt and extravagant fantasies.

He was also thinking about what the psychiatrist said, he asked himself to try, maybe he would hold the glass in his arms after he got it, for fear that the glass would break.

He looked up, saw Zhang Sen going to the bathroom, and followed.

Zhang Sen is smoking.

Smoke curled up from the cigarette butt between his fingers, blurring Zhang Sen's brows and eyes.

Qian Wei walked up, leaned against him, and lit a cigarette.

He found that Zhang Sen smoked all women's cigarettes, probably because he was a beginner. A thin and long cigarette was caught in his white fingers, and there was no sense of disobedience.

Avant-garde tilted his head, and when he saw Zhang Sen smoking, his eyes would narrow slightly, as if he had a little fun in the boring life.

He laughs.

Zhang Sen was puzzled, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Qian Wei said: "We have all changed. You used to choke on cigarettes, but now you are as proficient as a veteran."

Zhang Sen also laughed when he heard this: "Time is a big dye vat, and it will always change."

After he finished speaking, the cigarette in his hand just came to an end.

Zhang Sen put out his cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and then wanted to leave. As expected, Qian Wei grabbed his wrist again.

He didn't know if it was avant-garde bad taste, he always liked to wait for people to leave before grabbing his own wrist.

It's like wanting to use this posture to affirm your deep affection.

However, Zhang Sen didn't feel angry because of the avant-garde's actions like before. Instead, he thought it was normal.

He sighed and asked, "Qianwei, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Qian Wei lowered his head and looked at him with dark eyes, as if he wanted to catch him in and let Zhang Sen drown in it.

This look made Zhang Sen feel uncomfortable.

He frowned: "What do you want from me so that you can let me go? Huh? Avant-garde."

Qian Wei said: "Time has not changed, but we have changed."

"Zhang Sen, I'm sorry for you, and I don't know what to say, maybe you won't believe what I say. I like you very much, this like is the like that I love you, and the like that I want to associate with you. Maybe it's ridiculous for someone like me to say this, but Zhang Sen, I fell in love with you four years ago."

Those two words shocked Zhang Sen too much.

So much so that after hearing Qian Wei's words, his eyes turned red for a while, but he didn't know how to respond.

He loved to cry, and the tears fell down the side of his face.

Qian Wei wanted to raise his hand to wipe it for him, but Zhang Sen stopped him with his hand.

Zhang Sen sneered: "Qian Wei, do you think it's fun to tease me? Since you know that what you said is not convincing, why did you tell me?"

"Qianwei, I've been waiting for you for four years, but I can't wait any longer."

"I gave up on you long ago."

When Zhang Sen talked about the back, he was already defeated.

With a sob, he shook off Qian Wei's hand and walked forward by himself.

-

Zhang Sen decided that he would never have anything to do with Avantgarde in his life.

Then asked Liu Qing to send Qian Wei a bouquet of flowers the next day.

Although the face slap came too fast, Zhang Sen couldn't stand the app's reminder vibration.

He hid in his room and thought a lot.

He thought about whether he should run to be with Qian Wei, whether he should let it go, anyway, he had lived so long anyway.

After thinking about it, I couldn't come up with a result.

The APP on the mobile phone keeps reminding.

He had no choice but to complete the task first, and he couldn't show up, so he could only ask Liu Qing to send him there, and then without exposing himself, let Liu Qing tell Qian Wei that it was sent by the girl at the front desk.

In the afternoon, Liu Qing called and said, "Zhang Sen, look at the stupid excuse you're thinking of. Qian Wei heard that it was a little girl at the front desk who sent the flowers, and he kept asking me which little girl I was, and said he had to find a way Let that little girl resign. I can't help it, there are only two front desk girls in the studio, one of the few independent women, and I can't bear it."

Zhang Sen put the phone on the table, cut his nails while suppressing a smile, and said, "Then how did you solve it?"

Liu Qing said: "You don't even think about who I am, Liu Qing? Excuse the bully, Chen Shaoyun didn't notice that I sneak out to nightclubs every night to dance disco, whoever is avant-garde, a mere avant-garde can recognize my lies ?!"

Liu Qing became more excited when he talked about it.

Zhang Sen had an idea and directly pressed record.