crush again

Chapter 70 Inexplicable 7

There was a bang, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head and face.Huo Yang's scalp exploded, and he pushed the edge of the table violently, the leather chair slid out several steps, and bumped into the senior behind him.

"..." The senior looked at him inexplicably, and looked up to see the game advertisement on his screen. A slim-waisted and big-chested nerd goddess was taking a bubble bath in the bathroom with an innocent face. It looked a bit indecent.But it wouldn't be such a big reaction?

Huo Yang coughed for a long time, his face turned red, and he whispered to his senior seriously: "Well, I'm dating. Don't tell anyone, especially Mr. Gao, the old man."

"Hey, what a big deal." The senior suddenly realized, patted him on the shoulder, squeezed his eyes, and said "what's the matter?", "Don't worry, I won't tell him. Where did you go?"

"StudioMJ." Huo Yang said nonsense.

"Awesome." The senior gave a thumbs up, "Money is like dung, women are like clothes."

Huo Yang bit the bullet and talked with him for a long time, he was really on pins and needles, and finally sent him away.He quickly turned off the game advertisement, stared at the computer screen, and tried several times to calm down and work... But he failed to drive away the various fragments that emerged in his mind.

last night……

"Calm down, calm down." Huo Yang took a few deep breaths, continued to move the mouse, and pressed and held the color picker, watching the cursor move all over the screen, "Calm down..."

Someone lowered his head, his dry lips ravaged hard, and they all rubbed out the sweet smell of blood.He didn't remember the details, only the smell of blood.

Later, it seemed that...the man forced him to wash up, but he didn't cooperate very much. When he looked up again, he saw himself being pressed by the sink in the mirror.Most of the buttons on the shirt were unbuttoned, exposing the entire shoulders and chest. He struggled and couldn't move. The shirt that was rolled off tied his hands behind his back.

He didn't know if he brushed his teeth or not, he remembered...he didn't seem to remember it, he only took mouthwash.But he even forgot to spit out the mouthwash, puffed his cheeks foolishly, it was Ye Lang who put the saliva into his mouth and spit it out.

"You dare to kiss me..." He said such a sentence in a daze.

The color picker moved to a light brown area, and a pair of light-colored eyes suddenly flashed in front of Huo Yang's eyes, which made his hands tremble in fright, and the color that he had picked up for a long time disappeared immediately.

"I'm really in the zoo..." He sat dryly, staring at the computer screen, his whole mind was full of Ye Lang's eyes when he was standing in front of the sink and turning his head.

That look made him inexplicably memorable, and when he realized it again, Huo Yang was pressed hard on the glass sliding door by him, and the hand tied behind his back hurt him.His back was icy cold, but the body pressed against him was scorching hot.The young man pinched his cheeks, and the tip of his tongue rolled his lips unscrupulously, attacking the city, sucking his lips sorely.

He leaned against the sliding door in a dizzy state, more violent drunkenness surged up in waves, his whole mind was in chaos, and with Ye Lang holding his lower lip in his mouth and harassing him from time to time, he couldn't speak smoothly :"What's this……"

"Electric toothbrush." ​​The boy seemed to smile, then lowered his head again, and pushed his jaw open again, sucking away his reason little by little.

I can't remember anything after that.The last image in Huo Yang's mind was when he was dragged out of the bathroom again, he saw a shape stained with sweat on the glass sliding door.

It was hard for him to imagine... He spent half a day washing in the bathroom as if nothing had happened this morning.

"..."

Huo Yang lay on the desk, put his hands in his hair, and sat motionless for a long time.

Feeling very hopeless.

But what about the marks on the neck?

He borrowed a mirror from the female colleague next to him, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he secretly lifted his clothes and took a picture of his upper body.

"Fuck," he gathered his clothes in fear, only two words remained in his mind, bold and bold, still roaring and echoing, "Fuck!"

He sat upright in front of his desk that day, didn't go anywhere, but his work efficiency was a bit low, and he only handed in the design draft of the renderings when he got off work in the afternoon.

The senior passed by him when he was off work, and found him slumped on a chair, looking up at the ceiling, his whole soul was out of his body, and he stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, "Are you okay?"

"It's all right. Are you free tonight?" Huo Yang sat up straight, "Shall I treat you to dinner? You took care of me a lot..."

The senior waved his hand, "No, another day. I have to accompany my girlfriend. Today is the anniversary."

Huo Yang watched him leave, took out his mobile phone and called Xue Yuan, "Hey, Xue Yuan, are you free tonight? Shall we go out for dinner? Ah...Go back to my hometown? All right...Nothing, nothing. , I just want to get together...Okay, hang up. Goodbye."

He called Tang Zhi again, "Black, worker, where are you now?...Cambodia, volunteering?..."

It really doesn't make sense...

Huo Yang stared at the phone screen, he made seven or eight calls, but he couldn't get an appointment with anyone, even Yu Liangyue went to the church choir to help.

He had no choice but to pack his things slowly, and cleaned the office by the way. After doing this, the time was only a little bit late.Before leaving, Huo Yang heard that the lights in Director Gao's office were off, and ran away immediately. He would rather go home than have dinner with this coffin-faced, male boss.

Standing by the car, Huo Yang flipped through the phone's address book, hesitated for a long time, and dialed a crazy number with the cheek.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the agreed Japanese restaurant.

The one who was sitting at the table playing with his mobile phone was the neurotic designer back then. In order to make Ye Lang’s room, he communicated with this brother a lot, and he realized more and more that this is a neuropathy. According to his own claim, this man can’t even keep a dog Can raise a legend.He once wanted to adopt a stray dog, chased the dog for ten streets, and finally went to the hospital to get two shots of rabies vaccine.

Huo Yang didn't know him very well, but now he wanted to find someone who could laugh and laugh casually all night, and it happened that this person had nothing to do, so they made a couple.

Before the food was served, the designer first poured plum wine into two ceramic cups, but Huo Yang raised his hand to block it, "No, I came by car."

"Take a taxi." He said without looking up, pushed the glass forward, but saw Huo Yang push the glass back, "I really don't drink anymore, I drank too much last night...it was a mistake."

"Okay then," the designer was still thinking, and with a piece of tempura, he raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "I thought you were in a bad mood. What's the matter? Treat me to dinner?"

"..." Huo Yang took a big bite of the sweet shrimp, looked at the water-blue sky and the gradually bright orange lights outside the window expressionlessly, and said after a long time, "Have you seen... "Metamorphosis"?"

The designer was taken aback.As soon as he opened his mouth, the artistic temperament in his whole body began to falter, "Damn, your brother? This can't be done, I can't bear to send him to the countryside! What happened?"

"Fighting, playing around, riding a motorcycle, and knowing some dubious people..." Huo Yang held his head, "Do you think there is something wrong with my education? Ah? What did I do wrong!"

"..." said the designer, "I don't think it sounds like a big deal. Who hasn't gotten into a fight when they were young? Is it illegal to ride a motorcycle?"

"He fights with wine bottles and hits people, I have to go to the bureau to catch him; go to nightclubs with classmates, watch some random performances, and he justifies that he didn't recruit people. Oh, riding a motorcycle, not even the company You don’t even have a driver’s license to ride a motorcycle? Can a normal person ride until he gets stitches on his leg and dislocated his arm?” Huo Yang said, “It’s his birthday yesterday, so I have to buy him some kind of motorcycle. , bring another girl, and if you fall, you won’t fall to death. He drank too much last night, and I don’t know if he stole the car keys..."

After hearing this, the designer smiled gloatingly, "Hahaha!" After he finished laughing, he quickly leaned over and grabbed Huo Yang who stood up, "Don't go, don't go, you treat me as agreed!... Hahahahaha! "

Huo Yangmu listened to his smile with a straight face, feeling that he shouldn't come out to eat this meal.How good is Director Gao?You can also build a good relationship with your boss, which will be beneficial for future promotion and salary increase.

Seeing that he had no appetite, the designer quickly ate a large plate of sashimi, wiped his mouth at the end, drank a sip of wine, and concluded a golden rule: "The child is disobedient because he has too much pocket money. If you don't have money, where does he go?" Going to nightclubs, riding motorcycles? You can transfer him to Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School, my alma mater, and do papers every day until he has a cerebral hemorrhage, so he has no intention of youthful rebellion.”

"I asked you about adolescent psychology," Huo Yang tapped the plate with his chopsticks, "You taught me how to die quickly?"

The designer waved his chopsticks, "Let me tell you, you are too soft-hearted to control him. If you want me, beat him alive."

"..." Huo Yang picked up a chopstick of shredded seaweed, thinking that it was more likely that you would be beaten to death by him.

This brother was eloquent for a while, Huo Yang listened to a few sentences, and found out that he was talking nonsense, he looked like a feudal patriarch, so he started to eat, and took the time to answer a few sentences.

The designer was full of wine and food, thought he had solved Huo Yang's problem, and felt good, so he stood up, waved to the waiter, "Pay the bill!" and smiled very worldly at Huo Yang, "Let's go, we two Go to the bathhouse, have a massage and sleep, and live like a god."

This guy has very temperamental half-length hair, very trendy clothes, and a very handsome appearance. He is very suitable for being photographed by some fashion blogger on the street, but every time he opens his mouth, he reveals his personality, just like a coal boss.

Huo Yang drove him to the bathing center that he said was like the "Baiyujing in the sky". As soon as he entered, he was dazzled by the splendor inside.This young and promising returnee designer took out a big gold card from his pocket and patted it on the counter, "It belongs to us, put it on my account!"

The two took the keys and walked in. Huo Yang deliberately took off his coat and looked at his mobile phone, pretending to be busy.The designer had already stripped off his clothes and stood behind him blankly, "What are you doing?"

"There's an email," he waved his hand, "you go in first!"

The designer didn't doubt him, he said "oh", turned around and went in.Huo Yang just took off his clothes, sneakily touched a cubicle, and walked in.

When he finished washing, he was wrapped in a big bath towel outside.The designer came out of nowhere and patted him on the back, "Hey!"

"Ah!" Huo Yang was startled, and reflexively covered his chest.

"What are you covering up?" the designer clicked his tongue, "Come with me to get a massage on it. I know two masseuses. It's so cool to you."

"Wait, wait..." Huo Yang only had time to change into his bathrobe, without even blowing his hair, before he was caught upstairs by this anxious thing.

There is a restaurant on the second floor, and the third floor is a dimly lit massage booth, each with two soft beds, a TV and a small bar.The designer directly greeted the receptionist in front, went in and found a place, and lay down.

After a while, the masseuse came.One is a young man with strong hands at first glance, and the other is a young girl with delicate features.

The designer said to the girl: "Liu Cai, you can press it for my buddy, it's my first time here."

"Okay." The girl responded crisply, and adjusted the massage table for Huo Yang, "Come on, get down."

Huo Yang got down on the ground, and heard the designer say beside him: "Don't look at the young man, the technology is very good, I reluctantly let you."

The masseur smiled and said, "Brother Sun hasn't come here often recently, Xiao Cai is still thinking about you."

"I don't have time," the designer closed his eyes. "One order after another, the owner is getting more tricky...I just want to make money."

Liu Cai pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Brother Sun, just make a phone call, and I will come to the door to serve you."

This "Brother Sun" yelled sweetly and softly, obviously with a bit of affection, but the heartless designer yawned, "My family lives far away, and the round-trip car fee plus massage fee , want me to go bankrupt?"

This Liu Cai's massage was indeed very good, but after hearing this, the force under her hand "clicked", and her wrist made a light ring.

Seeing that Huo Yang opened his eyes, she immediately said softly: "I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"It's okay." Huo Yang waved his hand.

It's just that the place she just massaged was his lower back. This rubbing, the strength and position, gave Huo Yang a little... a sense of déjà vu.

Seems familiar?

"Turn over." Liu Cai got up.

Huo Yang turned over in response.Liu Cai leaned forward, separated his legs slightly, and explained: "This is the groin. There are a lot of lymph nodes in this area. Regular massage can improve circulation."

Liu Cai massaged his inner thighs, pushing and pulling with both hands alternately, with a lot of force, and the shaving soon became hot and painful, and it didn't make people feel fancy.But Huo Yang felt very awkward, very awkward, and he retreated a little bit, wanting to tell Liu Cai not to massage.

This pose is wrong.

Huo Yang always felt that he seemed to have separated his legs from someone before, but the separation was even wider...

Panting is low, sweat is misty in front of my eyes...

Dim light surged around, and someone beside him was breathing heavily. Liu Cai in front of her seemed to have transformed into another person, looking down at him with her head down, condescending and aggressive.

The palm is moist, with a scalding heat that can burn people through.

And hold his...

Huo Yang sat up suddenly, almost rolling and crawling, and sat up straight in shock.

What was he thinking about! ?

If Liu Cai hadn't dodged quickly, he would have killed him head-on. She looked at him in surprise, "You... what's wrong with you?"

"..." Huo Yang rubbed his forehead, covered in sweat.He laughed dryly, and couldn't speak clearly for a long time, "Well, what, I fell asleep just now... I had a nightmare."

The designer was already half asleep, but now he woke him up and rubbed his eyes, "...what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, you can continue to sleep." Huo Yang fell back on the bed with a bang, and waved his hand weakly at Liu Cai, "Go and give Brother Sun a massage, I don't need it."

"I won't press it anymore," the designer turned over and said vaguely, "I can sleep well. Huo Yang, if you want to go, just go, I will pay..."

After speaking, he fell asleep, looking like an unhuman pig.

Listening to the snoring next to him, Huo Yang lay dryly on the massage table, staring at the ceiling until ten o'clock in the evening.