How swollen!The scumbag's gold master asks for reconciliation

Just as Xiang Yi was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep, the screen of the mobile phone faintly lit up in the dark night.

There was a string of unfamiliar numbers on the phone screen, but instinctively, he guessed who was on the other end of the phone.

After picking it up, Mu Zhongqian's voice really came.

"Go and have some supper, I'm outside your door, come out quickly."

Xiang Yi forgot what he was thinking at the time, but by accident, he put on some clothes and went out.

It would be fine if I refused...

Under the quiet moonlight, Mu Zhongqian's tall figure looked particularly slender.

"I didn't eat much while drinking, so I feel a little hungry now, and you are the same?" Mu Zhongqian looked at him.

After being told by Mu Zhongqian, Xiang Yi really felt a little hungry. He didn't eat much at first, but then he vomited again.But he didn't answer Mu Zhongqian's question, but asked how he got his own phone number.

"As your department manager, it's not surprising that I have your phone number."

This explanation seemed reasonable, Xiang Yi didn't say anything, just walked behind Mu Zhongqian.

Suddenly, his feet stepped on the ground, he didn't see the last step, his center of gravity was unstable, and he threw himself down.

Mu Zhongqian was two steps away from him, turned around to help him, Xiang Yi fell into Mu Zhongqian's arms.

If Mu Zhongqian hadn't grabbed his hand to support him, Xiang Yi would definitely fall into the mud.

"Are you okay?" Mu Zhongqian asked.

"It's okay." Xiang Yi couldn't help thinking, why he always made a fool of himself in front of Mu Zhongqian.

Mu Zhongqian just grabbed Xiang Yi's hand so naturally, and Xiang Yi let him hold it without any discomfort.

In an unfamiliar small county town, on a midsummer night, the evening wind is calm and refreshing.

Late at night in a small county town, the streets without street lights are empty, and the low buildings in the distance can only be seen as shadowy silhouettes under the dim moonlight.

Mu Zhongqian took Xiang Yi's hand and walked slowly on the street.

Xiang Yi felt that he couldn't think normally anymore, and just followed Mu Zhongqian forward mechanically.

Mu Zhongqian's palms were soft and warm, and he could clearly feel the sweat dripping from his palms. He was a little nervous, and looked back from time to time, but there was no one around.

There is only one main road in the small county. They walked around, but there was no restaurant still open, so they had to turn back.

"Looks like we won't be able to eat supper." Xiang Yi felt a little disappointed.

Back at the place where he lived, after seeing the dormitory building from a distance, Xiang Yi instinctively pulled his hand out of Mu Zhongqian's palm.

"Go to the cafeteria to see what there is to eat." Mu Zhongqian didn't care, and walked into the old restaurant behind the dormitory building first.

There are instant noodles on the shelf in the corner of the cafeteria, and there are many vegetables in the refrigerator.

"I'll boil some hot water and make instant noodles for eating." Xiang Yi suggested.

In addition, he doesn't know what else to eat. Although he is a child of a poor family, he doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with his ten fingers, and he doesn't know how to cook at all. When he is at home, he eats whatever he wants, and Xiangdong gives him do what.

With a sound of "pop", Mu Zhongqian lit the gas stove, "I don't like to eat instant noodles soaked in water, you can sit over there for a while, and I'll cook the noodles."

As Mu Zhongqian said, he rolled up his sleeves, took out a lot of ingredients from the refrigerator, and prepared to process instant noodles.

Xiang Yi leaned on the cabinet behind him, looked at Mu Zhongqian who was busy in front of the stove, and suddenly felt that the profile of the man in front of him was really pretty, even the posture of chopping vegetables and cracking eggs was so pretty.

Mu Zhongqian cut a piece of ham sausage, turned around and brought it to Xiang Yi's mouth.

He swallowed it in one gulp, as if accidentally biting Mu Zhongqian's finger.

Xiang Yi watched Mu Zhongqian cooking instant noodles in an orderly manner, and his heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

"I don't want coriander." Xiang Yi glanced at Mu Zhongqian who was about to wash the coriander, and hurriedly stopped him.

"He's really a picky eater." Mu Zhongqian teased with a smile, but casually threw the parsley into the refrigerator.

Xiang Yi always remembered that since then, when Mu Zhongqian had dinner with him, he always told him not to have coriander in advance, or picked coriander into his own bowl.

"Hey, who is the baby now? How many years older are you than me? Why are you pretending to be mature?" Xiang Yi was dissatisfied with his address.

"Brother is five years older than you."

"Is there anything you don't like?" Xiang Yi was not convinced.

"Not really." Mu Zhongqian scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and brought it to Xiang Yi's mouth again, "Try it, how is it salty?"

"Perfect!" Xiang Yi praised.

The delicious luxurious topping version of boiled instant noodles is out of the pot. Add diced carrots, small rapeseed, ham sausage, and poached eggs lying on the bottom of the bowl to the bowl in front of you. appetite.

"Want to be jealous?" Mu Zhongqian sat opposite him.

"No, I don't like sour ones." As he spoke, Xiang Yi took a mouthful of noodles.

In the following days, he ate boiled instant noodles countless times, but no matter how many ingredients and seasonings he added, there was never one time that could compare to the taste of the instant noodles that Mu Zhongqian cooked for him that night.

After blowing the cold wind and eating something, the drunkenness faded away.

"After dawn, how should I face you..." After drinking the last sip of soup, Xiang Yi looked at the back of Mu Zhongqian who had packed up the dishes and went to wash, and said to himself.

"Huh?" Mu Zhongqian looked back at him with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Nothing..." Xiang Yi avoided his sight.

The two big men held hands, embraced, and kissed like young lovers, but the sky would dawn after all, and the wine would wake up after all, but he didn't want to face it.

"I'll have a good sleep later, and when you wake up, I've already returned to West City, so you don't have to worry about being embarrassed when facing me." Mu Zhongqian said softly.

"Oh..." Xiang Yi's eyes sank, he didn't know why he felt a little lost.

He is so busy, the next time we meet, I don't know when it will be.

When they left the cafeteria and approached the dormitory building, they stopped at the same time and sat on the stairs around the corner.

Mu Zhongqian touched the cigarette case, there was only the last cigarette left, he lit it, and handed it to Xiang Yi.

"Can I ask you a question?" Xiang Yi took a puff on his cigarette.

"Um……"

"Are you really... gay?" He handed the cigarette to Mu Zhongqian.

"Yes……"

"The last time I saw you and Luo Yunqing hugging in the bathroom, I didn't tell anyone about it." Xiang Yi looked at the distant forest.

It was only after he practiced for a period of time that he found out that the man hugging Mu Zhongqian was Luo Yunqing. He was originally an employee of Hongchang Group, but he heard that he had resigned not long after that.

"What do you want to say?"

"Luo Yunqing... Are you two dating?"

"Yes. When you bumped into him last time, he was about to resign and said goodbye to me, so he hugged me." Mu Zhongqian looked at Xiang Yi's profile and answered seriously.

"Why are you so honest..."

"I thought you wanted to know."

"But I'm not gay."

"Really? You don't have a girlfriend."

"I haven't found the right one yet."

"But you already gave me your first kiss." Mu Zhongqian smiled cunningly.

"Who said that, I...that wasn't my first kiss." Xiang Yi defended, he, a 19-year-old guy, still kept his first kiss, what a shame, damn self-esteem...

Mu Zhongqian just smiled, "Although the technique is not very good, but it's really sweet."

Xiang Yi felt that his face was blushing. Although he believed that it was not obvious under the dim moonlight, Mu Zhongqian should not be able to see it, but he was a little flustered.

"You have a boyfriend, why are you still kissing and teasing me?" Xiang Yi was a little annoyed, but more out of embarrassment, he actually became the third party between two men.

"I can break up with him, and besides, I like you."

That's okay too?Xiang Yi said angrily, "Is this what you rich people do? You have a boyfriend, but you still want to provoke others? How many spare tires do you need?"

"What does this have to do with having money?" Mu Zhongqian was confused and serious.

It happened that the two of them took turns smoking the last cigarette, and Xiang Yi stood up, "Mr. Mu, I don't want to talk anymore, I'm going back to sleep." The three views disagree, and it's useless to talk more.

"it is good……"

Maybe he thinks too much, but why does he think so much, think of Luo Yunqing, think of himself...

The two returned to the dormitory one after the other, Xiang Yi pretended to be relaxed, and opened the door without looking at Mu Zhongqian as if nothing happened, but he told him from the corner of his eye that Mu Zhongqian had been staring at him all the time. he.

That night, he didn't know how long he turned and turned in bed before falling asleep, and it was already afternoon when he woke up the next day.

It was the first time for him to drink so much wine, and he had a severe headache due to hangover, but every word he said to Mu Zhongqian was vivid in his memory.

When he and Xiao Liu went out to eat, he casually glanced at the dormitory next door, and sure enough, there was no one there, so it was empty.

For a long time, he had not seen Mu Zhongqian again, nor had he contacted Mu Zhongqian, as if that night was just a dream, an indulgent and taboo game after drinking...