Chapter 21
Chapter 21
What I was talking about just now was about Ming Yue being the anchor, why did it suddenly jump on me again?
Although Lu Sigu didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, he really didn't think about job-hopping.
Although Hurricane is only a small-scale company, he already has a certain sense of belonging to this place, and he himself doesn't like change very much. Although he is a little uninspiring compared to others, he is content with the status quo It's basically his future plans.
May the years be quiet and safe in this world.
Well, his life principle is to not toss, not to make trouble.
So, after sorting out his thoughts a bit, he said to Shu Huaiyuan: "I will carefully consider the first proposal. As for the second proposal, Huangyuan has a lot of talents. I am a small code farmer, and I am afraid that the overall technology of your company will be lowered." level, don’t make a fool of yourself.”
"Haha." Shu Huaiyuan laughed loudly: "You are too modest, but if you change your mind one day, Huangyuan's door is always open for you."
So, is this justifiably poaching?
Lu Sigu felt that today's events were somewhat beyond the estimated threshold, but he still thanked him earnestly, and as for the others, he responded vaguely.
Lin Xuan sent them out, and Ming Yue stuck to his body like a plaster.
It's understandable to come and go again and again, but after so many times, Lu Sigu couldn't help wondering if this guy did it on purpose.
"Hey, young master, do you dare to walk a distance by yourself? You are not a three-year-old child, and your arms are almost taken off by you. Do you want me to take you home directly?"
Mingyue: "..."
Watching the figures of the three disappear at the end of the courtyard, the person upstairs who had been quietly watching their every move left the room and walked down the stairs slowly.
Shu Huaiyuan felt that he was finally able to smoke happily for a while, so he lit one, and just spit out a few strands of tobacco, when he saw the man walking down the stairs, frowning slightly.
Knowing that he always disliked this kind of smell, he deliberately passed the cigarette towards him: "Do you want to have one too?"
The man gave him a cold look at first, then unexpectedly reached out to take it, and put it on his mouth like him.
"lighter?"
"Why bother?"
He grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him. His cold face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, carrying a faint scent of incense. There was a bit of astonishment in his usually unmoving eyes. , there was only less than a punch away between the two.
The spark jumped from the top of one cigarette to the other, and soon, the cold shredded tobacco ignited, accompanied by the slowly rising blue smoke, entangled with the hot air exhaled from the two mouths, and shot into the air. fly away.
"Look, it's much more convenient this way."
His voice was low, with a very charming magnetism, and the temperature in the air suddenly rose due to the closer distance.
He watched with satisfaction that the face of the person in front of him was turning red little by little, like rouge blooming in the water, floating on the cold thin frost, unexpectedly it had a special charm.
"Cough cough."
A sudden cough broke the ambiguous atmosphere.
After all, the man couldn't accept the strong and pungent tobacco smell, and coughed uncontrollably.
The wafting smoke was scattered in all directions by the rapid exhalation of hot air.
Shu Huaiyuan loosened his collar, took out the cigarette in his hand, and threw his own into the ashtray.
"Why force yourself when you can't force it."
What he said meant something, but the man didn't have the slightest reaction to this sentence.
"You see, even without you by his side, he is still doing well." He said deliberately, as if he wanted to challenge his limit deliberately.
Obviously, he had achieved his goal. The person in front of him clenched his fist tightly, with a look of struggle and pain on his face. It seemed that he had really touched his limit.
"Forget it, forget it." Shu Huaiyuan waved his hand, originally he just wanted to try him, to see how far this hard and stone-like person could endure, but he found that he was nothing like ordinary people different.
He couldn't help but let out a disappointed sigh, and the scene of that year flashed through his mind for a moment.
In the distant past, in the starry night, summer insects screamed in the grass, and the lights on the shore shattered the gentleness of a summer and poured it on the lake, rippling with the water waves like gold and silver.
The cool wind of midsummer blows in, mixed with the faint smell of green grass, the young man stands by the water, his figure is indistinct, and the night of the lake stretches before his eyes, rippling with drunken haze.
When I heard myself call his name, I suddenly looked back and smiled slightly. At that moment, my heart really missed half a beat. In a trance, the whole world was only left with lake light, water color, and him...
However, what I was about to tell him was completely inconsistent with this beautiful summer night, and it was even much heavier.
He knew that he liked him, and he had noticed it from a very early age.To be honest, when he realized this, he was shocked, how could a man like a man?
Maybe out of curiosity, maybe for some other reason, he approached him little by little, clinging to him all day long, cheekily squeezing him on the same bed, using him as a large humanoid pillow.
What a surprise, the person who obviously looks deserted has an unusually warm body, and his face is also prone to redness, when he stares at him like a red-eyed rabbit, he is indescribably cute and seductive.
Seeing his appearance, he rubbed against him maliciously, lingering with his fingertips on his firm white chest, and rubbing his legs involuntarily on his slender and smooth thighs.
Gradually, something was wrong with the atmosphere. He saw that the blush on his face was getting thicker and thicker, his breathing was getting faster and faster, and his eyes, which were as clear as lake water, were unknowingly covered with a layer of water vapor. The eyes that were focused on looking at him gradually lost their minds.
Then, he moved his hand down slowly, pressing his head on his chest, feeling his rapid breathing and the burning heat against him.
He thought, at that time he should also like him, otherwise he wouldn't do that kind of thing for him.
However, it didn't take long for this feeling to disappear at the far end like a cloud blown away by the wind.
The relationship between men and men is unreliable after all.
His father had warned him so long ago.
For a woman, you can use money and family to tie her down, but a man is different, because of his nature, you can never use the same thing to tie him to your side.
Although he didn't regard this sentence as Gui Gao, he never touched this boundary lightly, until that beautiful accident.
Yes, even after a long time, he still regarded that ignorant relationship as a beautiful accident.
But why do you feel a little heartache when you see his hurt expression when he heard the news that he is going to get engaged?
Although in the end, his marriage was not engaged, but he fled abroad, and returned home many years later with a four-year-old daughter.
Until now, he is unwilling to admit that his heart is full of jealousy when he sees Eleven. The strong jealousy surges deep in his heart, almost rushing out.
At this time, he finally recognized his feelings, and realized that he had actually liked him all along.
It is said that time is the best medicine, it can dilute all feelings, just like wind and sand, it will eventually bury everything, but when it comes to me, it is just the opposite.
The lingering love thread condenses little by little in the long river of time. When you realize it, it has condensed into a spar and sinks deeply in the river of heart.
After all, I still can't go back to the past...
The look in his eyes that looked at him no longer had the eagerness of the past, and really only remained cold. Although he would allow himself to make trouble as usual, he would not allow himself to take the next step.
"Huaiyuan, let's be friends again, whether it's classmates or roommates, in short, stop running to my house all the time, she will misunderstand on Eleventh."
It was the night when Ming Yue punctured his car, he went to find him, kissed him uncontrollably, he pushed himself away, and then said such a sentence.
In fact, it was not his fault that he was so indifferent to him, after all, he was the one who teased him out of curiosity, and then left him mercilessly.
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"Am I wrong? Chairman Shu, who has always regarded money as his life, would show such a sentimental expression."
The man who had been watching him coldly for a long time suddenly spoke, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Shu Huaiyuan suddenly withdrew his thoughts from the memory, looked up at him, and overlapped him with that face again in an instant.
"Don't look at another person through me with your eyes, I'm not a substitute for anyone."
He looked at him from top to bottom, with a haughty and disdainful look in his eyes.
At this moment, the cell phone rang, breaking the embarrassment in the room just in time.
Shu Huaiyuan glanced at the caller ID and pressed the answer button. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of him turning and walking upstairs, and quickly stopped him.
"Xiao Feng."
The man named Xiao Feng slowly turned his head and remained silent.
Shu Huaiyuan raised his phone and smiled: "Qiao Shu said that the project is almost done, would you like to come with me to have a look?"
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On the road that was getting darker, a luxury car was speeding on the spacious road.
The setting sun dyed most of the western sky red, and the brocade-like haze made the western sky extraordinarily coquettish.
"Lu Sigu, I can't help it, it's so uncomfortable."
"Hold on a little longer, and you'll be home soon."
"But, it's really uncomfortable. I feel like I'm going to be burned to death. If you don't believe me, touch it."
He said, grabbing Lu Sigu's hand, his voice was sticky hoarse and panting.
Lin Xuan, who was driving honestly in front, heard the voice from the rear, and his hands shook uncontrollably. Fortunately, he was a well-trained and experienced senior secretary, and he soon regained his composure. Just like no one else.
Lu Sigu just touched his forehead with the hand he was holding, and it was covered with dense beads of sweat, which wet the few strands of hair scattered on his forehead, and his face was pale and forbearing.
The so-called illness comes like a mountain, I really didn't expect that the guy who was alive and strong a few days ago turned into a soft little sheep in an instant.
What a monster.
Lu Sigu secretly sighed in his heart, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead for him.
"Hey, don't tell me you're going to throw up here!"
Seeing that he was about to lose his patience, Lu Sigu had a premonition that something bad would happen, so he quickly said to Lin Xuan in front of him, "Lin Xuan, hurry up, stop!"
However, it was too late.
After the sound of vomiting, an unpleasant smell quickly diffused in the carriage.
Lu Sigu stroked his forehead helplessly, thinking to himself, how difficult are you for Shu Huaiyuan's car, it doesn't count if you pierce a new car with a sword, and vomit dirt on a new car.
Ugh……
The author has something to say: Today is a good time to let go of your feelings, so Luzhu has a little literature and art, looking up at the sky:-P It can be regarded as Zhao Xiaotu’s past emotional entanglements, but Luzhu is here to remind, Zhao Xiaotu’s little Gong is definitely not Zha Shu, Zha Shu is already in the past tense, and I have always wanted to create a little Gong who loves motion sickness, motion sickness, seasickness, elevator sickness, and can't do whatever he wants to do, hhh~ It's so cute when you think about it~
By the way, associate professor Pei’s expression when he knew that his two roommates were doing shy things while sleeping at night, hhh~ it must be very exciting~
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