From Body to Love

Knocking at the door one after another, he hurriedly put on his pajamas, but put his hand on the handle, but hesitated for a long time. He was sure that the man at the door must be Guze.

He didn't want to open the door. He didn't want to see Guze's face. His heart began to be stuffy again.

The boredom weighed heavily on him.

The knock continued and he finally opened the door.

The man standing at the door looked angry. He pushed Meng Fu away and went straight in. He didn't even take off his shoes, as if it was his own home.

"Why not open the door?"

"I'm taking a bath. I didn't hear you." He said, then turned to look for the air conditioner remote control.

He saw that his hair was still wet and his clothes were loose. He believed that he didn't lie.

He sat on the sofa, watched him turn on the air conditioner, watched him enter the kitchen, his eyes slowly down from the water droplets he was still holding, saw his thin skeleton, and saw his bright and white legs exposed outside.

"Have a glass of water."

He lowered his head and put the water on the table. His loose collar revealed his exquisite clavicle.

Guze suddenly thought of a word, temptation.

His eyes extend from his clavicle intentionally or unintentionally. He thinks it makes sense for some men to like men, because this man is more attractive than women.

He took back his eyes, took out his mobile phone and began to play games as usual. He was just a man. No matter how tempting, he was a man after all.

But I can't make up my mind.

He was possessed and wanted to see the person standing next to him without saying a word.

Just look, he thought, there's no need to suppress. He has no scruples about this enemy.

Meng Fu's hair was still dripping because it hadn't been dried. Occasionally, a few drops fell into his clothes. It was so uncomfortable that he had to raise his hand and erase it at will.

This was Guze's second visit to his house. He didn't know what Guze was going to do, so he had to stand and wait.

He was reaching out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but he saw Guze put down his cell phone and stare at him.

That look changed from curiosity to playfulness, and finally became explicit.

Guze even stared at his chest, as if to see through the skin under his clothes, even though he had let him take off his clothes for a long time.

"Mr. Gu."

"Are you surprised by my sudden boss?" His eyes were still naked looking at Meng Fu, but his words were serious.

"Unexpected." He replied that he couldn't stand Guze staring at him like this. His eyes began to stare at the glass of water on the table, at the calm water, and then thought that the calm would be broken sooner or later.

Just like their original peaceful life.

"Mr. Gu, why don't you dismiss me? Aren't you happier?"

Sure enough, the calm of the glass of water was broken. He looked at Guze and reached out to pick up the cup. The water in the cup began to shake. He no longer looked at the cup, but stared at the table.

Guze shook the water in the cup. He found that Meng Fu quickly moved his eyes to the table.

very interesting.

Such a trick made him interesting.

"I won't dismiss you, because I want to watch you. If your murderer runs away one day, I may not be able to find it."

"I won't run." He promised.

"How could I believe a murderer." Guze took over, and then his eyes moved from Meng Fu's face to his feet.

Those delicate white feet, wearing the old man's mop uncoordinated, curled up tightly with ten fingers, not knowing whether it was because of anxiety or anger.

Gu Ze thought that Meng Fu would only say the words "Mr. Gu" faintly or even stupidly, but he didn't know that Meng Fu could also have an interesting reaction.

"How are you and Miss Xie?" He continued to ask. He wanted to see more reactions from Meng Fu, either angry or forbearing. Sure enough, Meng Fu's feet were tighter, and then they all loosened in a few seconds. His toes had become red.

It seems nervous and calm again.

"Nothing. I broke up long ago. Mr. Gu doesn't have to say that again. "

Needless to say, it's over.

"Your heart hurts, sad," Guze guessed his state of mind. "As a murderer, I don't have the courage to love her. How sad."

The water on his hair passed through the tip of his hair, condensed into droplets, fell to the corners of his eyes, and wept like tears.

He quickly wiped it off. He didn't want Gu zecuo to think it was his tears.

"You cried." Guze stood up and walked in front of him, slightly lowered his head to see the corners of his eyes, looked at his eyelashes, butterfly wings, like a drop of tears, "I'm glad you cry so sad."

Suddenly, Gu Ze raised his hand involuntarily, which seemed to wipe his tears.

However, with a slight lift, Gu Ze put down his hand like waking up. Oh, this enemy, his tears are as cheap as Xie Zhenzhen's women's tears.

I wanted to explain that it was not tears. His lips moved slightly, but he finally gave up the explanation.

Why explain? This man will be happier. Let him be happier.

Sometimes he feels sorry for Guze, and sometimes he will have a little hatred. This person has destroyed his two-year commutation period. This person always likes to slander him.

However, soon this hatred was covered by a deeper sense of guilt.

Standing so motionless, his legs were numb, and the drops of water in his neck had dried up, but Guze still didn't mean to go.

The man stood next to him and stared at him for a while. Then he turned and sat on the sofa playing with his cell phone.

The background music of Xiaole came from the mobile phone, and sometimes the news of customs clearance victory. The sound was really harsh for Meng Fu.

As far as Guze is concerned, he can't concentrate on playing games as usual. He occasionally catches a glimpse of the man standing like a puppet, and then deliberately says something about Xie Zhenzhen.

It's nothing more than deliberate stabbing in weekdays. I say more and don't say it gradually. His fingers kept burning on the mobile phone screen, squinting at Meng Fu who moved his toes slightly.

He didn't ask Meng Fu to stand. It was probably because this man was used to being stiff in front of him, so he didn't let him sit down, so he stood all the time.

In fact, this is a disguised punishment.

He was bored, so he browsed the web page and casually read some fancy news. But he didn't expect that the headline new article was himself. The photo was vague and the title was a big line, for fear that others might not notice, "Shuiqing love surfaced, and the man is the second generation of wealth."

He bit his lip depressed, raised his hand and touched his chin. It was just playing with the woman, but it made headlines.

Can't let this woman succeed. He dialed the number. He said in a deep voice, "Secretary Wang, have you seen today's entertainment news?"

"What news?"

He sat up and lost his temper. "I want you to solve it right away."

Hung up the phone and glanced, the man still stood motionless, staring at the water cup.

The legs should be numb.

He picked up the cup and drank the rest of the water.

"Go and pour me another glass of water."

Meng Fu was very grateful for Guze's thirst at this time. His legs were really numb. When he moved his steps, it was very sour and uncomfortable with only one step. He walked very slowly. When he came to the kitchen, he lifted his legs up and down to alleviate the feeling of acid and numbness.

He quickly took a dry towel and wiped the excess water off his neck and head at will.

He put the water cup back on the table, only inadvertently looked up, but found that Gu Ze had a little more smile in his eyes when he looked at him. This smile was not like the previous ironic smile, angry smile and stabbing smile, but a slightly pleasant smile.

Then, the corners of Guze's mouth also rose slightly.

He doesn't know why. Maybe it has something to do with the content in the mobile phone, he thought. However, what does he have to do? Put down the water cup and he continued to stand where he was.

He very much hoped that Guze would go as soon as possible. When Guze left, he spent a long time reading.

"This hairstyle suits you very well."

"Huh?"

Inexplicably, why did the man suddenly say so? What happened to his hairstyle?

But Guze didn't answer his doubts. He didn't even drink water. He took a step and left.

As soon as the door closed, he sat on the sofa as if relieved. The glass of water seemed to be calm as if it had never been moved, and the man seemed to be calm as if he had never been here.

As at first, it was so calm.