armyinform Chapter 21 The Night
Chapter 21 The Night
When the phone rang, Zhou Tianhao was sending emails to the small perfumers in his laboratory, arranging short-term tasks, mid-term tasks, long-term tasks and overtime tasks tonight. In the secret private chat group of Lotus, there was a lot of mourning, and someone asked: "What happened to the second boss? Isn't the year-end task already completed? I feel like I'm going to die!"
Chasing wind の blue: "I heard that I have lost my love."
The boy who didn't want to do the experiment: "Shit, the second boss doesn't even have a girlfriend! Who did you listen to?"
Chasing wind blue: "Listen to Mr. Su from the laboratory next door."
The boy who didn't want to do the experiment: "How did Chief Engineer Su know? Anyway, it's a private group, please gossip."
Chasing wind blue: "Chief engineer Su is elite handsome, low-key and smart, what doesn't he know? Tell you that Zhou Tianhao drank too much wine some time ago, and slept with his first love, but he ran away after sleeping late, and he didn't get anything To one. Now he is chasing someone on the pretext of a business trip, but he must have never gotten in. His first love is a flower of Gaoling, how could it be so simple..."
After 5 minutes, Su Lan showed that she was banned by the group leader for 10 minutes.
Zhou Tianhao called Su Lan: "If you say one more word, I will vote against your little perfumer named Wang Xiaofeng at the internal review meeting at the end of the year. One vote will negate his efforts throughout the year."
Su Lan was dissatisfied: "Then you also reported to Zhao Wenbin last time that I watch videos at work, and he asked the technical department to shut down the entire network of our laboratory."
Su Lan protected her own people and threatened: "If you vote against it, I will immediately go to the group and tell you that the group leader is your trumpet. In the future, you will lose the important means of eavesdropping on public opinion, and your character will be worrying."
Zhou Tianhao didn't speak.
Su Lan felt that the atmosphere was really not right: "Didn't you go to City C to collect materials and ask your senior to apologize by the way? Second Young Master Xiao is angry?"
"No." Zhou Tianhao said, "You also invited me to eat hot pot."
"Isn't that good? Did you send out the gift of apology?"
"No, he won't accept it."
Su Lan asked: "Why don't you give it to me?"
Zhou Tianhao sneered: "The sincerity of labor and capital, do you want it?"
Su Lan really didn't dare to ask for it, so she immediately hung up the phone.After a while, the phone rang again, and Zhou Tianhao pressed it directly. After a while, the ring rang again, and he picked it up: "Ten missions for creating incense per person, regardless of the amount of content, one must be handed in many years ago—"
On the other end of the phone was a messy current interference sound, and it took a moment for Xiao Chongyun to say: "Have you gone back to the hotel?"
Xiao Chongyun's voice was very astringent, with a strange tremor, as if he had been drinking, Zhou Tianhao felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't hear the details on the phone.
"I'm back, I'm working overtime." He said, "You still haven't rested so late?"
"No," paused for a moment, "on the bed."
On the bed, it was rare for Xiao Chongyun to talk about the details of his life on the phone. Zhou Tianhao immediately imitated the appearance of the senior taking off his shirt and leaning against the bedside, talking on the phone with tired eyes.His face was slightly flushed, his eyes were moist, and his eyelashes were about to fall down in minutes, like a butterfly folding its wings.Inexplicably, he was in a better mood: "Today, you patronize me to give me medicine. Senior Xiao, you also check your body to see if there is any injury. I will take you to the hospital tomorrow."
It took a long time before he responded, "It's okay."
Zhou Tianhao was worried: "Are you all right?"
There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and then there was a whimper, as if suppressing the pain, Zhou Tianhao's nerves suddenly tensed up: "What's going on? Are you uncomfortable? Are you in the store right? Don't move, I'll be right over!"
The mobile phone fell on the ground beside the bed, and one long hand picked it up.Zhang Wenshan held "Dai Wangshu's Poetry Collection" in one hand, looked down at the young man lying on the bed in pain, and covered the microphone with his wide palm: "Your junior will be here soon."
The coat and sweater fell on the ground beside the bed, and there was a gray shoe print on the clean cloth, as if someone had stepped on it arrogantly.The youth is very thin, and the skeleton is not slender, but because of long-term unreasonable diet and work and rest, there are no too strong muscles, just an empty frame.Probably because he didn't go out all year round, his skin was a little pale and sickly, and it looked transparent under the moonlight shining in from the window.
The collection of poems is very long, but Zhang Wenshan only likes one page.
He likes to hum repeatedly, feel the rhythm of each syllable rolling in his throat, and savor the deep meaning of each word remaining on the tip of his tongue.
"Your head on my bare knee,
I want to smile, but you want to cry. "
The young man lay face down on the rough sheet, clutching the sides of the pillow tightly.Zhang Wenshan put his hands on the overly pale back, stroked the slightly protruding shoulder blades with his fingertips, then slowly bent down, pressed against his skin, and whispered in his ear: "In this world, the most beloved Who is your man?"
no answer.
Xiao Chongyun freed one hand to reach for the phone, and was easily pressed on the bed by Zhang Wenshan: "Who is it?"
Reason and emotion have become a chaos, and people can only take care of one. He tried several times, and said dryly: "Brother."
"Tenderness hangs in your hair,
It is so long, so thin, and so fragrant. "
The magic sound did not recede because of the correct answer, and the cold fingers went from the back to the waist, and then along the trembling place, stuck on the soft and defenseless neck.Xiao Chongyun felt a cold kiss land on the back of his neck, with a small comforting itch, Zhang Wenshan's voice was like the gentlest night breeze: "Who is the person you love the most?"
He has no other choice: "brother."
Handing the phone to his face, Xiao Chongyun took a deep breath, trying to make himself sound normal: "Just now I fell and hit the head of the bed, it's okay...you can call Zhang Song for me, and tell the kid to remember before he leaves tomorrow." Find me to get..."
Zhang Wenshan was biting his shoulder, twisting and turning to suck it, as if it was a soft and fragrant white rose, sweet and juicy, and the longer it lasts, the more fragrant it becomes.Xiao Chongyun was so painful that he almost cried out. In order to suppress his voice, he bit his lip tightly, and when he let go, there was a bloodstain on his lower lip.Zhou Tianhao noticed something was wrong: "What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"
"Get the bonus," he said.
Xiao Chongyun used up all his remaining rationality, pressed the hang up button, his consciousness was drowsy, and he fell into the darkness of temptation.
We are just caught by the waves of the sea
Carrying the poor shipwreck drifting away.
Don't talk about the old and beautiful scenery
Even though I have tenderness and you have tears
my dear brother
Twenty minutes later, there was a loud knock on the door outside, and the kid was calling his name.Probably because there was no response, he kicked the door instead, and there was a loud bang. Someone in the neighborhood opened the window and scolded, and the kid got worse and kicked earth-shatteringly.
Further back, the door opened.Zhang Song was going home on vacation, and the key was returned the day before. It should be Zhang Wenshan who opened the door.In a daze, he felt that someone held his face, kissed it on the forehead, said good night and goodbye, and then the memory was broken.When he was a little more awake, it was Zhang Song who carried him outside, to a place where the air was ventilated outside the front door.
The winter night was wet and cold, his clothes were disheveled, Zhang Song took off his coat and passed it over.The kid's face froze when he stretched out his hand, Xiao Chongyun thought he must have seen it.Those traces of sin branded on him are bright red, blooming like poisonous poppies in the night.
So ugly.
The little ghost didn't speak, wrapped him up with his own coat, and then went into the inner room to open the window to let the scorching aroma dissipate.Later, Xiao Chongyun thought why he didn't take the ready-made overcoat in the closet, probably because he felt that it was too cold at night, and the one he was wearing was more or less warm.
After dealing with everything, he came back and asked in a muffled voice, "He kissed you and bit you? What's the relationship between you?"
At that time Zhang Song had already boiled a pot of hot water, and Xiao Chongyun was wrapped in clothes and quilts and sat on a chair to drink it, gradually waking up: "He is indeed my elder brother, when we fought for the family property, Jiulong took the heir. Or The winner takes it all, the loser takes it all, he wished he could take a gun and beat me into a sieve, and I also stabbed him with a knife, just took a bite, and I couldn’t kill anyone.”
To some extent, this explanation was evasive, Zhang Song sat and listened, and did not ask any more questions.Instead, Xiao Chongyun asked, "How do you know that something is wrong with me?"
At that time, he had no choice but to rack his brains, but he didn't expect that the kid could understand anything.
"You never give me a bonus," Zhang Song said with a straight face, "How could you specially remind me?"
A white Maserati stopped at the intersection of Qintai, and Zhou Tianhao leaned against the station.
He hung up Xiao Chongyun's phone, and after passing the message to the little ghost, he felt that something was wrong, so he drove over immediately.The car was borrowed from a friend, and the road was not very familiar, so I ran through two red lights.When he parked the car at the intersection, he saw Zhang Song kicking the door.
The kid didn't kick for too long before the door opened.
Zhang Wenshan stood at the door, wearing a black suit with a diamond brooch pinned on it, looking quite formal.Zhang Song didn't even look at him, and went straight in. Zhang Wenshan said something, and then walked out.
The wind was blowing this way, Zhou Tianhao heard it, but not very clearly.
It seems to be: "Take it easy, he is afraid of pain now."
Zhang Wenshan's car was parked in a nearby clubhouse. He walked towards this side, saw Zhou Tianhao, nodded for the first time, and stretched out his hand: "Boss Tuesday, aren't you working overtime at the hotel?"
"Suddenly want to talk to the seniors and ask some questions." Zhou Tianhao shook hands. "I always thought that Mr. Zhang and Brother Ling had a bad relationship."
Zhang Wenshan smiled, with the usual indifference in that smile, but there was an indescribable joy in his eyes: "He is my younger brother, and he has been all his life."
A secretary was waiting not far away, and the bright lights of the car came on silently. The driver opened the door, and Zhang Wenshan walked over.The black Bentley passed by the white Maserati, Zhou Tianhao stayed where he was.He didn't go to the perfume shop not far away, thinking quickly.When he called Xiao Chongyun, unless Xiao Chongyun pressed the speakerphone, how could Zhang Wenshan know such insignificant details as overtime?
When Xiao Chongyun called, he said that he was on the bed.
He has his own news channel. It is said that the relationship between Xiao Chongyun and his brother is very bad, almost to the point of confrontation.When Zhang Wenshan visited late at night, the senior was lying on the bed leisurely and calling himself?Xiao Chongyun's voice on the phone... It's not like I haven't heard that kind of panting before...
It's just that I haven't heard it from Senior Xiao.
Zhou Tianhao was thinking, his brows furrowed, his hands clenched and then loosened, feeling like his brain was going to explode.He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, and then thought about it again - but no matter how bad the relationship is, he is still a brother, and no matter how intimate his friendship is, he is still an outsider.
Maybe he was thinking too much.
"Take it easy, is he afraid of pain now?"
What does this mean?
He stood for a long time, dialed Xiao Chongyun's cell phone, rang twice, and connected.The store is lit with orange lights, and the glass is very transparent, which is eye-catching at night.Zhou Tianhao saw Xiao Chongyun's silhouette move from a distance.He sat on the usual chair behind the counter and reached for his mobile phone: "What's wrong?"
"I can't sleep," Zhou Tianhao was silent for a while, "I thought Senior Xiao might not have rested yet, so I wanted to sit down. Do you have any guests tonight?"
"No, I'm alone," Xiao Chongyun hesitated a little on the day of the call, "but it's too late, I'm already asleep. Let's talk about things tomorrow."
Zhou Tianhao hung up the phone and looked at the silhouette in the store. It seemed that Zhang Song handed him a glass of water, and Xiao Chongyun lowered his head and drank it one sip at a time.He took out his mobile phone and sent Fatty Sun a text message: "Did you find out what I asked you to check last time?"
The author has something to say: Zhang Wenshan is a pervert, and that poem is "Night" by Dai Wangshu (not the Trump QAQ that Su forgives me), he read it from the perspective of reverse, "you" and "I" are reversed.