It has been raining heavily for several days in the capital, pouring down the whole city into depression, the dark clouds are like an upside down pot, pressing down the sky extremely low, the dull and dreary, the congested cars are like dull earthworms, bit by bit. front squirming.

After working overtime for several days in a row, and being stuffed with the heating in the cramped carriage, He Gu was already dizzy, and the traffic jam made him upset. As he moved forward like a turtle, he was still communicating with his subordinates on his mobile phone. Nearly rear-ended several times. It was almost ten o'clock when he got home. It was only a few seconds from opening the car door to opening the umbrella. Because of the heavy rain, he was drenched all over his face. In late autumn, the raindrops hit the skin like ice slag.

When he went upstairs, even the sound of his footsteps was full of tiredness.

The key □ □ key hole, turned it around, it opened, why did a jolt, the confused brain suddenly sobered up.

Across the door, the sound of the game console seemed to be heard.

he came.

At that moment, the heaviness of work and the fatigue of working overtime were like raindrops that fell on the ground and were smashed into several petals. They melted into the water and disappeared. His eyes seemed to see the breeze around the moon and the flowers in full bloom. It was an exaggeration, but when he knew that he could see that person when he opened the door, the joy was transformed into a warm current, which traveled through the limbs with blood, and then returned to the heart, so warm and beautiful.

He Gu leaned back against the wall, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down a bit. Then, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the front-facing camera. The mobile phone showed a gentle and upright face. He smoothed his rain-drenched hair. He could have been called a handsome face because it was soaked by the rain. The soft scalp, coupled with the thick dark circles and somewhat tired eyes, also looked a little embarrassed. He sighed, it was born like this, what was the use of emergency care, so he stopped doing useless work and pushed the door in.

There is no light in the room, and the backlight from the LCD TV is the only light source in the room. A man hidden in the dark is sitting on the sofa, holding a gamepad and focusing on the screen. His two outrageous legs are presumptuous. on the coffee table.

The man didn't even look at him, his slender fingers snapped the buttons.

"You're here, why don't you turn on the light." He Gu said that he was going to turn on the light.

"Don't open, there is no atmosphere." The man said without looking back.

He Gu glanced at the screen. It turned out that he was playing a zombie game. The policewoman in hot pants on the screen was searching for zombies in a dilapidated factory. The atmosphere was strange and tense.

"Have you eaten yet, are you hungry?"

The man didn't answer, his focus was on the game.

He Gu put down his briefcase, took off his wet windbreaker and hung it up, took a quick shower in the bathroom, changed into his home clothes, and after coming out, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and walked to the sofa.

The glass was placed on the coffee table with a snap, and the man finally tilted his head slightly and glanced at He Gu. In the darkness, the pair of deep eyes were dark and bright, and a casual, meaningless look contained amorous feelings, and why did he feel his heart tremble.

It's been more than a month since saw him, and He Gu looked at the person in front of him and thought to himself. Although, he can be seen on TV and online from time to time.

The man was concentrating on playing the game, why didn't he speak, he just stayed with him so quietly, but unfortunately, the sexy policewoman in hot pants was bitten to death by a zombie, and the man threw the game controller, "Fuck" a sound.

"Not in a good mood?" He Gu said softly.

"I'm so busy that my feet don't touch the ground, it's annoying."

"have you eaten?"

"I don't want to eat it. Your TV screen is too small to watch. It's time to update the game."

"Oh...I'll make you something, you should be hungry tonight."

"Don't eat, turn on the light." The man commanded.

Why did you turn on the light in the past.

The man put his hands over his eyes, adjusted to the light, then shook his head and put his hands down. That is Zhang Hao's face that will make one's breath stagnate. The facial features have three-dimensional features unique to Caucasians, but because three-quarters of them are of oriental origin, the lines carved by a knife are a little feminine. , His eyes are like a sea of ​​ink, the bridge of his nose is like a dangerous peak, and the corners of his mouth are naturally upturned, like a smile but not a smile. Such a face is simply the masterpiece of the Creator. The pure black turtleneck sweater lining his skin is extraordinarily fair and smooth, and the half-length curly hair is casually pulled back to the back of his head. It is obviously a completely ascetic outfit, but because of his lazy and casual eyes, it shows a bit of demon. Extraordinarily beautiful, indescribable sexuality and danger.

"Ju Han, are you losing weight?" He Gu's eyes fell on Song Juhan, and he was usually reluctant to look away. His career was booming, and the time he had to see him was getting less and less, every minute and every second. Should not be wasted.

"Maybe." Song Juhan took a sip of water from the cup, then leaned back on the back of the sofa, his head tilted back, his Adam's apple protruding from the turtleneck sweater, sliding up and down.

He Gu felt his heart tremble again, he said: "If you are tired, take a bath and sleep."

Song Juhan turned his head to look at him, laughed and joked: "You don't think I came all the way here to sleep with you? Then why don't I sleep at my own house, why don't I sleep at Five Stars."

He Gu looked at him blankly, he knew what Song Juhan was here for, nothing more than making-love. Over the years, the connection between the two of them was nothing but making-love. He just had some expectations, expecting that Song Juhan was just tired and just came to him to calm down.

Song Juhan snorted: "Why are you still so bored, come here, come here." It was time for someone who was knowledgeable and interested to come up.

He Gu walked over, and Song Juhan grabbed his arm and pulled him to him. He Gu's 1.8 meter body was pressed against Song Juhan's body. It was really heavy. Put it in his home clothes: "Let me touchhave you gotten any fatter?"

"should not."

Song Juhan touched his lower back from his abdomen, the muscles under his hands were still flexible and firm, and he sighed with satisfaction: "Sitting in the office all day, remember to exercise more, it will be ugly if you are fat, you know." Song Juhan provoked him on his chin and kissed him: "How long have we not seen each other? I still miss you."

"39 days." He Gu said.

Song Juhan smiled: "I remember it so clearly, as expected of an engineer." He rolled over and pressed He Ge onto the sofa: "Why is your hair wet?"

"It's raining outside." I found out...

"Working overtime until now?"

"Um."

"I told you to resign earlier, I'll give you money, you can open a cafe, restaurant, or do whatever you want. It's easy and comfortable. Why go to the unit all day to see people's faces?

"I won't do anything else." He Gu said.

"I knew you would say that." He lowered his head and took a light bite on He Gu's chin, then began to tug at his clothes.

Why is it so cooperative.

Today's Song Juhan seemed very impatient. When he was in a good mood, he liked to do some foreplay, but when he was in a bad mood, he would go on a rampage and simply vent. Today is the latter.

He Gu frowned in pain, he bit his lip and said nothing.

Song Juhan sighed contentedly, "Why, hello."

He Gu looked at him a little confused, looking at his addictive face like a poppy, his body trembled, and the blush slowly climbed up He Gu's skin. After so many years, he still hasn't been able to adapt to Song Ju Hanye's beast-like physical strength, but if he doesn't adapt, he won't adapt. At least he's used to it, at least he can endure it.

Song Juhan has complained to him more than once that he is not happy with others. Without him being so cooperative, probably this is the reason why the two of them can maintain their relationship until now. Otherwise, there are as many handsome men and beauties around Song Juhan as there are seas of handsome men and women around him. come to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, He Gu was already a little confused, and suddenly he felt Song Juhan came out, directly in his body...

This is also one of Song Juhan's hobbies.

Song Juhan was panting on top of him. Now is the most difficult time in the capital, because the weather is already cold and the heating has not yet started, but the fiery temperature of the two of them drove away the chill of late autumn.

It took He Gu's eyes five or six minutes to go from being distracted to focused. He moved and felt quite uncomfortable.

Song Juhan hugged his waist, buried his head between his neck, and said lazily, "Don't move, let me lie down for a while."

"I want to clean it up." He Gu paused and added, "Don't be inside next time."

Song Juhan pinched his chest: "What's wrong with letting me relax, only you and I dare not wear the condom." His voice was coquettish, but his words were like a gift.

Why didn't say anything, he said it more than once - three times in fact, and since it didn't work, he decided not to say it again.

Song Juhan jokingly said: "This is not very good, let's nourish it."

Why did he turn his face away, his ears turning red with embarrassment.

"You are still so tight here, do you usually have maintenance?"

Why don't you speak.

Song Juhan smiled softly: "That's right, you don't understand these things at all."

He Gu just turned his face to the sofa, trying to relieve some shame.

Song Juhan looked at He Gu's red neck and was in a good mood. He got up and pulled He Gu up: "Go, take a bath with you."

He Gu's legs were a little weak, and he was hugged by Song Juhan and entered the bathroom. As soon as the shower was turned on, Song Juhan pressed his back against the wall, covering his tall body, and involuntarily set off another round of expedition...

By the time Song Juhan finished his tossing, it was already midnight. He was lying on the bed after cleaning up, his tired fingers were too lazy to move.

Song Juhan lay beside him, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

He Ge took advantage of the moonlight to look carefully at Song Juhan's profile, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable. He looked and watched, Song Juhan's face seemed to be regressing his age one by one, gradually returning to his youthful appearance, and his memory unconsciously returned to his senior year.

At that time, he was a nerd student who was preparing for the college entrance examination. Song Juhan was a school grassman who was popular in the school as soon as he entered high school. He was tall, could play basketball, was proficient in several musical instruments, and was the wife of an entertainment media company with a market value of tens of billions- - Son, when he can't speak, he often shows his face in various media like a big star, half foot into the entertainment industry, and most importantly, he looks very good-looking.

He is gay. He knew it when he was in junior high school, so he likes to look at good-looking boys. Of course, he only dares to look at them secretly.

The two of them would never have any intersection, but they happened to be dragged together by the teacher to participate in a campus environmental protection public welfare campaign. The propaganda method is very simple and crude - violent, that is, a series of foreign videos are played in the school. Song Juhan's role is to sing the theme song on the spot, in both Chinese and English, and his role is to translate the lyrics of the song.

So, for one afternoon, he and Song Juhan sat in the teacher's office, translating the lyrics to the notebook. He has no musical skills at all, and Song Juhan has written many songs and released his own albums. Song Juhan has high requirements for lyrics, not simply translating them, but also conveying artistic conception and rhyme. After turning around for an afternoon, he found that Song Juhan's English was much better than his. When he asked, he had been taught by foreign tutors since he was a child, and he would go to the best school abroad for several consecutive summer vacations.

He was ashamed and felt that the teacher asked him to come completely redundant.

He still remembered that after the translation, Song Juhan smiled at him: "Okay, I'm leaving."

That smile is not an exaggeration to say that it has the charm of blooming flowers. At that time, he felt that his heart was punched, it didn't hurt, it was sore and numb, as if something incredible was injected with it. He remembered saying nervously, "I'm sorry, I didn't help you much..."

"Well, you still helped." Song Juhan pulled out the USB flash drive and picked up the schoolbag. The boy's skin reflected a soft and moving luster under the setting sun, and his bright eyes were like a crumpled galaxy, bit by bit. Dripping into people's hearts: "It's rare to meet someone who doesn't talk much with me, pure and clean."

He couldn't tell whether Song Juhan was really praising him or mocking him, he only remembered that he kept looking at Song Juhan's back until he disappeared.

Later, the public welfare activity was very successful. The students probably didn't care much about the content itself, but were obsessed with Song Juhan's performance. After the performance, Song Juhan gracefully invited the teachers, publicity and staff who planned the activity to the stage. Of course, , including him, Song Juhan put his arms around his shoulder who was standing beside him, and said some scenes.

At that time, there were only two thoughts in his mind. First, Song Juhan was really precocious and could really speak; second, Song Juhan called his name; third, Song Juhan's hands were so hot that his whole body was hot.

His face must have been very red.

For a long time after that, they didn't have any interaction. He still searched for Song Juhan's figure in the huge campus, and watched secretly once he found it.

It was not until the day they returned to school after the college entrance examination that the two accidentally met in the empty men's toilet.

He mustered up the courage to say hello to Song Juhan. Song Juhan looked at him for a while, and then said "oh" as if he had just remembered who he was.

He was disappointed.

Song Juhan asked him casually, "Are you in the third year of high school, how was the test?"

"is acceptable."

Song Juhan whistled, pulled the zipper, and raised his eyes, only to meet his sneaking eyes.

He can still remember the embarrassment and embarrassment of that moment, as if the thief was caught on the spot.

Song Juhan's expression changed slightly. He glanced at the zipper he didn't have time to close and the reaction he had accidentally exposed. He said something that he still clearly remembers the tone of voice: "Are you gay?"

He was stunned, the deeply hidden secret was easily shaken out, and the sense of shame was indescribable.

At that time, homosexuality was not as widely accepted as it is now, and most people were still sneaky like thieves, but Song Juhan had been involved in the entertainment industry since he was a child, and he matured much earlier than his peers in this respect.

Song Juhan chuckled lightly, the laughter was full of ridicule, and then left.

He Gu still remembers the afternoon when he hid in the toilet for a long time and did not dare to go out, and the afternoon when he should have relaxed after the college entrance examination, but he was scratching his lungs and feeling uncomfortable.