I'm poor

After lunch, Yan Qinsheng took the initiative to clean up the dishes and cleaned the house again.Liang Yushu was sitting on the sofa reading a book and drinking tea as usual, and looked up from time to time to see Yan Qinsheng who was busy cleaning at home.

The house had just been cleaned by a housekeeper, so in order to cater to Yan Qinsheng's self-esteem that he didn't like living for free, Liang Yushu let him do meaningless labor.

Liang Yushu put down the coffee cup in his hand and walked over when he saw Yan Qinsheng cleaning the windows in the living room tired, walked over, generously praised Yan Qinsheng's labor achievements, and then asked him to go back to his room for a lunch break.

After lying in the hospital for a long time, he would be tired from occasional strenuous exercise. Yan Qinsheng was indeed tired, so he washed his hands and went back to the guest room to take a nap.

Maybe it was because he was not used to the new environment, Yan Qinsheng started to have nightmares again, and this dream was very realistic.

In the dream, I went back to the small house in my hometown, sitting next to my father's body, the door creaked, and the devil-like man came to him in a suit and handed him a cup of coffee.

"Drink, I bought it for you."

"I won't drink, I won't drink!" The strong smell of coffee lingered on the tip of his nose. Yan Qinsheng waved down the paper cup in panic, and the warm coffee spilled all over the floor. I don't know when I got a big coffee stain on my pants.

He ran away, and the small room instantly turned into a dark space, empty everywhere, and the heavy echo of leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded behind him, Yan Qinsheng ran forward like crazy, but the sound of footsteps was still getting louder and louder. Come closer and closer to catch him.

"Don't...don't!" Yan Qinsheng screamed in a daze, only to feel that a pair of big hands were firmly clamping his shoulders, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Qin Sheng, what's the matter with you?" Liang Yushu's nervous voice rang in his ears, Yan Qinsheng slowly opened his wet eyes, and saw Liang Yushu clutching his shoulder with a worried expression.

The room was filled with a strong smell of coffee. Yan Qinsheng's forehead was covered with thin sweat, and his body was shaking violently. He grabbed Liang Yushu's clothes like a drowning person.

"Mr. Liang, please open the window, I can hardly breathe."

Only then did Liang Yushu realize that Yan Qinsheng had an adverse reaction to the coffee, so he quickly opened the window to ventilate, then went to the kitchen, closed the door and poured all the brewed coffee into the sink with a serious face.

In his spare time, Liang Yushu has always had the habit of making coffee by himself. He slowly grinds the coffee beans in his personal collection with an antique machine he bought at a high price from abroad, and then brews a cup of mellow Nanshan coffee and sits in the living room to taste it carefully. This is his only hobby. , but it seems that it is time to quit the hobby.

He cleaned up the kitchen and came out with the antique grinder in his hand. Yan Qinsheng was standing in the middle of the living room looking at him apologetically.

"I'm sorry Mr. Liang, I..."

"It's me who should apologize. Knowing that you are allergic to coffee, you still make such a big smell, which makes you uncomfortable."

Liang Yushu put the machines in his hand on the shelf, and looked at them with some regret. These treasures should only be antique ornaments in the future.

Liang Yushu's tolerance and gentleness made Yan Qinsheng even more at a loss. He just wanted to get his ID card and mobile phone back quickly, and then find a job to earn money and move out of here, so he couldn't cause Liang Yushu any more trouble.

Liang Yushu walked over and stretched out his arms to embrace him, "Can you tell me about your dream?"

Yan Qinsheng lowered his head and struggled lightly with some unease, Liang Yushu let go of his hand in surprise, obviously Yan Qinsheng didn't reject his physical contact anymore, how could he reject people thousands of miles after having a nightmare.

"Qin Sheng, you look helpless." Liang Yushu supported Yan Qinsheng's shoulders with both hands, tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, and carefully observed his expressions and movements, "Can't you really tell me, I want to help you."

Yan Qinsheng looked at him with flickering eyes, opened his mouth but didn't say anything, just raised his hand and pinched the corner of Liang Yushu's clothes with his fingers.

"Mr. Liang, I know you are a good person, a very good person." He paused, his expression becoming more and more sad, "but I, I am very bad and useless."

"Don't say that." Liang Yushu had never heard anyone use the word "rotten" to describe himself. Even if Yan Qinsheng was scolding himself, Liang Yushu felt a little annoyed.

He said in a stern tone: "If Xiao Mu said this, I would definitely not be able to help scolding her. I think your parents would also be angry if they heard you belittle yourself so much."

Yan Qinsheng smiled bitterly. Indeed, in the past, his mother might have slapped him on the face. Unfortunately, his mother doesn't bother to care about him now.

"I'm sorry, my tone was a bit harsh just now." Liang Yushu apologized first: "Qin Sheng, you know what I mean, I just want to know you better."

"Mr. Liang, what I mean is that you should find someone better." Yan Qinsheng said lightly, "The more you take care of me, the more guilty I feel."

It's not that he hadn't considered accepting Liang Yushu, but he rejected him physically.Perhaps the shadow created by Tang Xiande was too deep. Yan Qinsheng found himself particularly distrustful of older men, because they were smooth, deep and calm, they could always calculate everything well, and they could see through others at a glance, but others couldn't. them.

Liang Yushu didn't understand why, so he sighed faintly and hugged Yan Qinsheng tightly again. This time, Yan Qinsheng didn't struggle any more, but silently lowered his eyes.

After staying in the hospital for more than two months, Yan Qinsheng became a little fatter than before, and his hand is no longer a handful of bones, it is soft and comfortable to hold.After his health improved, his complexion also turned rosy, and his cheeks were plump like a handsome and immature boy, which was very different from the vicissitudes of life before. This is the result of Liang Yushu's careful care.

Liang Yushu had a great sense of accomplishment, but at the same time was very chilling. He picked up the discarded kitten home and fed it with fish soup, but the kitten refused to recognize him as its owner and would jump away when touched.

Obviously hugging is the closest way for two people to get close, but Liang Yushu was still wrapped in a feeling of loss, as if the person in his arms floated away like a balloon when he let go.

He lifted up and stroked the soft hair on the back of Yan Qinsheng's head, and said slowly: "I'm 36, I'm no longer a conceited young man, I don't know how to fall in love vigorously, and I don't need flawless handicrafts to decorate my life, what I want is nothing more than He is a person who can live together and support each other, a Yan Qinsheng who knows the cold and the hot."

Yan Qinsheng's eyes were warm, and he was slightly dazed in his embrace. Can he really trust this man...

Liang Yushu lowered his head to touch Yan Qinsheng's forehead, carefully turned his face sideways and slowly approached his lips.Yan Qinsheng shivered slightly in Liang Yushu's arms, passively accepting the man's kiss with trembling eyelashes.

Liang Yushu was pleasantly surprised by Yan Qinsheng's compromise and obedience, with a smile on his lips, he sucked Yan Qinsheng's lips carefully, and after a while he raised his head contentedly.

"Qin Sheng, do you know that when I saw you for the first time, you were sitting on a stone bench by the street with Xiao Mu in your arms, and there was a flashing balloon above your head, like an angel. At that time, I thought you were heaven. My Christmas present."

"Don't, don't talk about Mr. Liang." No one has ever said such gentle and considerate words to him. Yan Qinsheng didn't know how to react. He blushed and took a few steps back to distance himself from Liang Yushu. The outside was cleaned again.

Liang Yushu smiled, and walked over to hold him back, "Take time to cut your hair and cover your eyes. It happens that the company is short of people after the year. I have already found you a good job. Now I will help you get your ID and mobile phone back. "

As he spoke, he took out the banknotes from his wallet and stuffed them into Yan Qinsheng's pocket, then turned around and went to the bedroom, put on his coat and prepared to go out.

"Excuse me, Mr. Liang." Yan Qinsheng stopped wiping the table, then took out a stack of banknotes in his pocket and looked at it. There is no need to pay so much for a haircut.

He raised his eyes to look at the hair on his forehead. He hadn't taken care of it for two months in the hospital, and it really affected his sight.

It happened that there were some business matters that needed to be discussed with Fang Yi. Liang Yushu called Fang Yi to explain his intentions, and then drove directly to Fang Yi's company.

"Hi, Mr. Liang, I'll take you to the general manager's office." With a sweet smile on her lips, the girl at the front desk led him into the sales department attentively.

As the induction glass door slowly opened, all the people in the office of the sales department raised their heads to look at Liang Yushu. The single female staff members scanned this handsome middle-aged man from head to toe like radar, and then quickly Come to a conclusion: rich, tasteful, single.

The sales performance list on the wall is particularly conspicuous. Yan Qinsheng's photo is still hanging on it, but it has dropped from the first place to the third place. Liang Yushu stopped by the wall. It seems that Fang Yi has received a few more big orders. It's getting better and better.

He raised his head slightly and stared at Yan Qinsheng in the photo. It should have been taken a long time ago. His outline is a little immature, his eyes are watery, but his expression is a little dull, like a crispy green vegetable.

"Boss Liang," Fang Yi came out of the office and stretched out his hand. Liang Yushu looked away from the photo and shook hands with him.

"Long time no see, Manager Fang, business is booming."

"To each other, go to my office to chat." Fang Yi still had a business smile on his face, and quickly glanced at the photos on the performance list from the corner of his eyes.

On the contrary, Liang Yushu acted calmly, and said casually: "Qin Sheng's photo is quite beautiful, when was it taken?"

"I need to apply for a campus card at the beginning of freshman year. I took him to the school's small photo studio." Fang Yi replied lightly, leading Liang Yushu into his office, and the two sat down in front of the sofa.He picked up the purple sand teapot on the tea table and poured tea for Liang Yushu, but his thoughts flew further and further away.

The past is vivid in his memory, even after a long time, Fang Yi can still clearly remember the details of being with Yan Qinsheng, perhaps because he is often picked up in his head to review involuntarily, as if it just happened yesterday.

Yan Qinsheng was very uncomfortable when he was taking pictures at the entrance of the university. He sat in front of the blue background cloth and straightened his back. The photographer took a few pictures with the camera and was not very satisfied.

Fang Yi stood next to the photographer with his arms folded and said, "Qin Sheng, we'll come here to take a photo with a red background after graduation."

Yan Qinsheng smiled at him helplessly: "You really know how to joke, how can there be ID photos of two people taken together?"

"Yes, there are two people on the marriage certificate, with a red background." The photographer interrupted.

Yan Qinsheng froze for a moment, but the photographer let out a "click" to take the picture, then looked down at the camera and said regretfully, "Oh, this one is relaxed, but it looks a bit dull."

Fang Yi stretched his neck and leaned over to look at it, and couldn't help laughing: "Just keep this one."

"I'm not ready yet, can I take another shot?" Yan Qinsheng hurriedly sat down on the bench, Fang Yi came over and took his arm: "It's a good shot, just like you."

"I'm not staying." Yan Qinsheng replied weakly.

The two of them printed [-] ID photos at one time, one inch and two inches, and kept them for future research.

What Fang Yi didn't expect was that he would still see this silly ID photo on Yan Qinsheng's personal resume a few years later.

At that time, he was holding his resume and staring at the immature face in the photo, with mixed feelings in his heart, recalling what Yan Qinsheng had said to him in his head.

"I remember that you don't eat leftovers, so please throw me into the trash can as leftovers."

as you wish.

At that time, Fang Yi rubbed his resume in front of Ji Yun with a full stomach, and his mood became crumpled like the photos on the paper. The resume was crumpled into balls and thrown into the trash can, along with his feelings for Yan Qinsheng. , all discarded.

"What's Manager Fang thinking?" Liang Yushu looked at Fang Yi as he wandered into the sky, pouring out the tea from the purple sand teapot before reminding him a little.

Fang Yi came back to his senses and put down the teapot, stretched out his hand and took out a few pieces of paper to wipe off the tea stains on the tea table. He rarely showed a flustered expression, but the panic was only fleeting, and he returned to his usual calmness in the next second: " Sorry, it just occurred to me that there are some business things that haven't been done."

Liang Yushu smiled knowingly: "Well, then I won't waste your precious time, let's talk about important things." He took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup and continued: "Since you changed your company's desserts as the supply , The customer feedback is very good, many people want to buy it with coffee and eat it back, I plan to sell some customized dessert gifts in the store.”

Fang Yi smiled: "Of course it's no problem. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. If Boss Liang is free tonight, let's have a meal together and talk about it in detail."

Liang Yushu pondered for a moment, he wanted to go home and have dinner with Yan Qinsheng rather than socializing: "There is no need for dinner."

Fang Yi thought for a while: "Tomorrow, I will ask my assistant to go to Boss Liang's shop to collect some of the better desserts, and talk about the products and packaging in detail. After the discussion is over, I will arrange a designer to design it." Packaging, customized production for you as soon as possible."

"Okay, let's discuss the details in the store tomorrow." Liang Yushu nodded and got up, "Manager Fang is busy with work and I can't stay for a long time. Please give me Qin Sheng's things, and I will go back."

As soon as he heard Yan Qinsheng's name, Fang Yi's expression turned cold instantly. He sat on the sofa and clenched his hands into fists. After a while, he got up sullenly, and took out his ID card, salary card and mobile phone from the desk drawer and handed them to Liang Yushu.

"Boss Liang is a smart man. As someone who has been here before, I still want to remind you that some people are not as innocent as they appear on the surface. If you get too close, you will lose money and money."

Liang Yushu put the things into his purse, and gave Fang Yi a vague look.

"I don't quite understand who you're talking about, but I'd rather trust my eyes and my heart than outsiders' malicious instigation."

Fang Yi sneered: "Then please ask Boss Liang to send a message to Yan Qinsheng, I don't care how much he charges others, I still have to get the salary card, lest Boss Liang sympathize with the poor and think that I have treated the employees harshly. "

"I just came here to discuss business and get things. I left without other important things. My lovely wife is still waiting for me at home for dinner." Liang Yushu smiled bravely, turned and left the office.

Lovely wife, so fucking disgusting.The more Fang Yi thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. He took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, then fell down on the office chair and let himself go.

He wasn't addicted to cigarettes at first, but after Yan Qinsheng left, he unknowingly smoked more.

Yan Qinsheng was a heart disease that couldn't be shaken off, and when he thought about it, his chest was congested. Fang Yi couldn't help but miss the days with Yan Qinsheng at the same time, wanting to tie him by his side, wanting to kiss his lips, I want to hear him call Brother Yi softly and softly in a low voice.

Fang Yi bit the cigarette holder angrily, feeling as sour as if he had overturned a jar of vinegar.

In terms of economic conditions, he is better than Liang Yushu. If Yan Qinsheng really wanted money, he would ask him directly. He didn't understand why Yan Qinsheng wanted to live with a middle-aged man with a child. What was it about Liang Yushu? Maybe Is it just a hobby that especially likes old men?

The red light from the cigarette butt flickered on and off in the air, Fang Yi opened his bloodshot eyes and fell into deep thought.