You Shulang rolled off Lu Zhen, took off the condom and threw it into the trash can. He turned on the phone beside his pillow, used the light to find the messy clothes thrown on the ground, and then half-raised his body to get the farthest pants. His naked body poked out from the piled quilts on the bed, with broad shoulders, narrow hips, and a thin waist. Every move he made was filled with sharp power. It was a perfect and pleasing man's body.
He took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and brought it closer to see the colorful cigarette package. These were Fan Xiao's cigarettes, which the man had stuffed into his pocket at the dinner party yesterday.
At that time, Fan Xiao had just lit a cigarette when he was asked to drink a toast. The vice president who was toasting was known for his eloquence and could talk about everything under the sun. Faced with the endless output, Fan Xiao did not show any boredom, but listened attentively with great interest, and would occasionally agree with a few words.
To show respect, he held the cigarette in his hand without smoking it. When the vice president took a breath, he passed the cigarette to You Shulang next to him.
You Shulang discovered that Fan Xiao's actions would always surprise him from time to time, for example, this freshly lit cigarette had become a hot potato.
Although Fan Xiao did not inhale, he lit it between his teeth, and there were still traces of moisture on the khaki filter.
You Shulang wasn't sure whether this was the result of a straight man's casualness or whether he was doing it intentionally to prove their strong relationship and to raise his so-called status.
He was more inclined to the latter, because the gentlemanly demeanor that Fan Xiao had previously demonstrated was enough to be included in textbooks as a model.
In short, after hesitating, You Shulang took a sip of the cigarette lightly, and the boneless charming fragrance once again wrapped around his veins, and the taste of powder swirled in his mouth before he spit it out.
"How do you feel about this smoke this time?"
The vice president who had toasted finally left with an empty glass, and Fan Xiao turned around and asked him.
"It's OK." You Shulang replied somewhat awkwardly, "It feels a bit intoxicating."
Fan Xiao's eyes lit up with joy, and he stuffed the cigarettes he had just unpacked on the table into You Shulang's pocket: "Go back and try it again, maybe you'll like it."
Click, press the lighter, the bright blue flame illuminates the messy bed, You Shulang lights a Thai cigarette, when he swallows the smoke, he always feels like something is missing.
Oh, matches. You Shulang smiled, and for a moment he felt that using a lighter to light a cigarette was a blasphemy to cigarettes.
The young man beside him was still breathing slightly, and the firefly at the end of his cigarette made the blush on his face look a bit more charming.
You Shulang gently rubbed the young man's slightly long hair. The sweat there had not yet subsided, proving how intense the incident just now was.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" he asked softly.
The young man's soft hair swayed, and two white arms stretched out from the edge of the quilt, pushing the thin quilt down, revealing his suggestive upper body.
He leaned closer to the man, put his arm around his thin waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "No discomfort, I feel very comfortable."
You Shulang smiled and inserted his fingers into his hair, rubbing it slowly.
"You seem very excited today. You usually don't want to be so harsh on me." Lu Zhen looked down at the criss-crossed kiss marks on his body and smiled mischievously, "It seems that you have been holding it in for the past half month."
"indeed."
You Shulang bit the cigarette between his teeth, his thin lips smiling, the faint light reflecting his eyebrows. Unlike his usual gentleness, his eyes were covered with a layer of loneliness at this moment, like a lonely traveler. Even in the bustling environment, one could feel the loneliness deep in his soul.
The arm around his waist tightened, and Lu Zhen buried himself in the man's arms, trying to drive away the endless loneliness with the usual methods.
"I've been exhausted in the past half month. Not only do I have to run around for announcements every day, but I also have to fight with those little bastards. When I become famous, I'll see who dares to show off in front of me."
You Shulang was reluctant to talk after the incident, but he also took care of Lu Zhen's emotions. He took off his cigarette and comforted him: "Don't get angry about some things if you can. The law of the jungle is the law of this world. Before you become strong, you must know how to protect yourself and conserve your energy."
The person in his arms slowly hummed, You Shulang smiled dotingly, pinched the back of the ostrich-like neck, and asked, "Did you get wronged outside?"
"It's not that bad. There were just a few people with good resources who wanted me to be humble. I didn't ignore them, so they teamed up to make things difficult for me. When I think of those people's arrogant and hateful faces, I..."
Lu Zhen swallowed the curse words that followed. Although he and You Shulang had been together for two years, his lover was too formal and polite, and had a feudal patriarchal style, so Lu Zhen always kept a distance in front of him and never really let go.
You Shulang frowned slightly: "Will you still work with them in the future?"
Lu Zhen shook his head: "We are in the same circle, but not in the same region. We won't have many opportunities to meet in the future. But there is another party after this event, and I will see those annoying faces again. I am too lazy to go."
"Then don't go." You Shulang patted the young man's shoulder and smiled gently, "How can the young man be happy when he has been wronged?"
Lu Zhen raised his head from his arms, and the blush that had just dissipated returned instantly. He stood up and kissed You Shulang on the lips, and said softly, "I was very happy just now."
You Shulang put out his cigarette, glanced at the young man in the misty smoke, turned over and pressed him deep into the soft quilt.
"As you wish."
When Lu Zhen woke up again, it was already daybreak. The bed next to him was empty. He reached out and touched it, and it was cold. It seemed that You Shulang had left for a long time.
He scratched his messy hair, lifted the quilt and went to find some water to drink. As usual, he saw the breakfast and warm water prepared by You Shulang on the table, as well as a note.
The warm water went down his throat, soothing his dry body. While drinking the water, Lu Zhen glanced at the words on the note. There were only a few words on the paper, and the handwriting was elegant and graceful.
"Zhenzhen, if you go to the party, take this card with you. You know the password. Shulang."
Lu Zhen's eyes were filled with the light vapor of warm water. With red eyes, he muttered to himself, "How do you know me so well? You know I will definitely go to that party. Yes, why not go? It's a pity that I missed out on resources because of those bastards."
He pulled out the bank card from under the paper and held it between his fingers. The voice that rang out alone in the room had a soft, nasal tone: "It's not easy for you to make money. I won't pretend to be rich and spend my money on those people."