Brother Ma's Lover

28.
It was already late at night when Wen Chengshu returned, shivering in the cold.
He closed the door and loosened his tie, pressing his hand on his slightly painful stomach.
The purpose of tonight's dinner party was very clear. It was easy to tell from the fact that the other party was willing to spend half a day waiting in the living room. To put it nicely, they showed full sincerity. On the other hand, it was clear that the other party was also prepared to not give up until their goal was achieved.
可惜温承书并没有合作意向，也不愿让对方难堪。
南风是一家新的企业，在如此短的时间内已经在同期企业中做到了领头位置，温承书欣赏对方做事的态度与魄力，却没有做试验品的想法——他的备选合作商中不乏比之更加稳妥的。
In the business world, everyone is shrewd and after a night of drinking and socializing, it was eventually Wen Chengshu who took the initiative to do a favor and agreed to introduce him to his business associates on a chosen day. Finally, the matter was resolved.
The stomach couldn't hold it any longer.
During the years of starting a business, I relied on my youth and worked day and night, my diet and sleeping schedule were in disorder for a long time. Over time, I developed such a minor ailment. I usually take care to avoid it but today, I probably drank too much and stirred up my stomach and intestines.
He furrowed his brow, bent over to change his shoes, and when he stood up he felt a bit dizzy. He didn't manage to steady himself and stumbled. In the darkness, a pair of hands reached out, steadying him by gripping his arm. Thinking it was Wen Yi Nian, he asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
“等你。”一道微哑的声音低低地响起。
温承书听到邢野的声音先是一愣，很快反应过来，温宜年说要在家里留宿的“朋友”。
He straightened himself up, but Xing Ye's hands were still gripping onto his arms. He gently pulled his arm back, and Xing Ye finally let go.
Wen Chengshu adjusted his expression, turned on the light with his hand behind his back, and spoke in a calm tone: "What do you want me to do?"
The sudden bright light dazzled Xing Ye's eyes. He squinted and looked up at Wen Chengshu directly. His tone and gaze were both straightforward: "I want to see you."
Xing Ye was still wearing the teddy bear pajamas that were a little too short from last time. It looked like he had just gotten out of bed, with a few strands of hair messy on his shoulders, and a slight frown on his brow. The small mole under his eye was tinged with a light brown color, and his nose was slightly red.
The tone is firm and strong, but the appearance is pitiful.
Warm Chengshu couldn't detect any emotions in his eyes as they passed each other. As Xing Ye caught a whiff of the clear alcohol and light tobacco scent on his body, it caused a surge of heart palpitations.
"Why did you come back so late?" Xing Ye turned around and caught up quickly. "I already fed it at night."
Wen Chengshu had to stop his steps towards the bay window, turned around and looked at Xing Ye's bare feet. He said, "Why are you barefoot?"
With his reminder, Xing Ye finally looked down at his feet. When he heard the car outside, he ran out in a hurry, afraid it was Wen Chengshu, but also afraid it wasn't Wen Chengshu. He was so anxious that he didn't bother to put his shoes on.
The temperature at night was a bit low. The cleaning lady left the window open for ventilation when she left. The chill was slowly seeping into the room and his thin layer of sleepwear had already soaked through. After being exposed for a long time, he walked barefoot on the icy marble floor and barely noticed the temperature, so he did not pay much attention.
He raised his head and looked at Wen Chengshu, continuing to ask: "Are you avoiding me?"
Wen Chengshu frowned and said, "Go put on your shoes."
Xing Ye didn't want to leave and stood stubbornly, saying, "I have something to tell you."
Wen Chengshu stared at him for a while, sighed inwardly, walked over to close the window, sat back on the sofa, and glanced at the other sofa next to him: "Speak."
Xing Ye walked straight over and sat down next to him, leaning towards him and frowning as he asked again, "Are you avoiding me?"
Xing Ye curled up one leg and nestled on the sofa, with his knee against Wen Chengshu's leg. His stretched-out trouser legs revealed his slender and beautiful ankles, and his skin was as white as milk under the lamp.
温承书不动声色地将眼睛抬起：“是”
Despite receiving the expected answer, a sense of suffocating disappointment arose in Xing Ye's heart. He pursed his lips and said, "I sent you a WeChat message and you saw it, but you deliberately didn't reply. You wanted to ignore me and give me the cold shoulder. You think I'm young and lack perseverance, and that I'll forget about you after three minutes of passion, right?"
This statement was filled with anger. Wen Chengshu looked up and glanced at him, and the child's eyes were becoming red with a fierce look in his eyes.
Wen Chengshu paused for a moment, leaning back into the couch and closing his eyes with a slightly tired expression. In a calm voice, he answered truthfully, "Yes."
"I told you, it's not going to work!" Xing Ye's raised voice was full of menacing aggression as he knelt on the couch, grabbing Wen Chengshu's arm and forcing him to open his eyes and look at him. "I just like you. Even if you run off to the ends of the earth, even if you ignore me for a week, a month, a year, I still like you and want to see you."
Wen Chengshu's arm was pulled by him, and he opened his eyes to look at him, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyes gradually deepening.
Xing Ye gritted his teeth under the somewhat indifferent gaze and frowned, "Didn't I just kiss you? Do you have to avoid me like this? Then if I really get angry one day and give you medicine, tie you to the bed, will you just become a monk and eat vegetarian, chant sutras, and stay away from the mundane world?"
Xing Ye knew he was being a little stubborn. He knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't want to lose face, so he had to stare at Wen Chengshu with a stiff upper lip.
Wen Chengshu's complexion changed slightly, and he finally spoke: "I will call the police."
Xingye had never been so wronged before in his life, feeling extremely frustrated and speechless for a while. Finally, he blurted out a curse word in front of her: "Fuck."
He let go of the grip on Wen Chengshu's arm and sat down obediently beside him. His shoulders slumped down, like a deflated balloon.
"...Do you really look down on me?" It took Xing Ye a long time to say, his eyes downcast and his voice clearly aggrieved. "I can sing decently, you know. In second grade, the Wenyang Art Troupe picked me to perform in a children's stage play. I can also draw, my hair is long, and I'm...I'm still a virgin, I..."
Wen Chengshu frowned and interrupted his words that didn't make sense, his voice suddenly deepened: "What are you talking about?"
Xing Ye pursed his lips and said with a gambling air, "Why can he do it but not me? Is it because I am not a celebrity?"
Wen Chengshu reacted for a while before he finally understood why the child was acting so strangely today.
- It must be because Yu Yan told him some nonsense.
He sighed silently and looked at Xing Ye. Xing Ye kept his eyes lowered, with his thick, black eyelashes casting a shallow shadow on his eyelids.
"You don't actually dislike me." He whispered in a hoarse voice, "You prepared the pajamas for me and washed them, and put them in the cabinet. You didn't block my messages either... Even when I kissed you that day, you didn't avoid me."
温承书顿了顿。
Xing Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was soft: "Why can you have others as your lovers, and I can't?"
After staring at him for a while, Wen Chengshu's intended explanation rolled in his mouth and was swallowed back inexplicably. He stopped for a moment, rubbed his forehead against the back of the sofa with exhaustion, and deliberately said: "So you want to be my lover?"
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