he is a transparent person

Time is out of control, everyone has to grow up, and as they grow older, they are bound to gain or lose something.

So He Ming didn't need Jiang Yao's answer, because his question was unsolvable.

Jiang Yao and He Ming arrived at the meeting place 10 minutes earlier. As soon as they entered, they saw Xie Zhijin who was talking to the new director.

Xie Zhijin's demeanor is as cold as a spring, and wearing too formal clothes on him makes him look like an unattainable iceberg. The daytime lights of the venue drifted away from his face, flowing down from the handsome and stern outline, exaggerating the cold The color, it seems almost a little fickle.

Jiang Yao's eyes followed the other party, Xie Zhijin turned his eyes to look, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yao's tie for a moment, and then moved away.

The crowd separated Jiang Yao and Xie Zhijin, Jiang Yao was brought to the seat by He Ming, and Jiang Yao stopped looking persistently at the person who seemed to be far away from him.

Two hosts, one male and one female, are reciting lines at the side—the host and etiquette are selected from the new officers. Originally, all departments unanimously agreed to let He Ming be the host. Unexpectedly, He Ming refused, and this task fell to other staff. on the head.

Li Wei sat down next to He Ming, and said, "The host of the last meeting was Xie Zhijin, you are good, our secretary department finally got someone who can get it, and you actually pushed it."

He Ming looked lazily, "Senior, I have a bad memory and can't recite words."

Li Wei snorted, "Pull you down."

Jiang Yao couldn't hold back, and asked, "Has Xie Zhijin ever been a host?"

"That's right, he was probably the one in the previous conference. I'll find some photos for you," Li Wei rummaged through his phone and handed it to Jiang Yao. ..."

There was He Ming between Jiang Yao and Li Wei, so he couldn't help leaning over to see it.

Just watching, Li Wei groaned, and said to Jiang Yao behind him, "Zhijin, are you all here?"

Hearing Xie Zhijin's name, Jiang Yao subconsciously straightened his body. He got up so hard that his head hit He Ming's jaw heavily. He heard He Ming grunt in pain, and quickly rubbed his head to apologize, and went to look at He Ming's chin again. , "Sorry, I didn't notice...."

He Ming's chin turned red, and he shook his head, "It's fine."

Jiang Yao still feels sorry, in his heart He Ming's face shouldn't be a little damaged.

He Ming glanced at Xie Zhijin who was standing in the aisle from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly said before Jiang Yao turned around, "It hurts a bit, help me see if the skin is broken."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly and asked Jiang Yao to check.

Jiang Yao couldn't concentrate on paying attention to Xie Zhijin for the time being, and leaned his head to look carefully at He Ming's fair skin. Seeing that it was only red, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not broken."

He didn't realize how intimate this gesture with He Ming was. If he didn't know what they were doing, it would look like Jiang Yao was kissing He Ming's Adam's apple.

Li Wei couldn't see it anymore, tsk tsk said, "Pay attention to your image in public..."

He Ming lowered his eyes and smiled, "It's fine."

Only then did Jiang Yao sit down again, but Xie Zhijin who was still in the aisle just now had disappeared. He searched around and found him in the first few rows in the middle, and Han Qing was sitting beside Xie Zhijin.

It turns out that Xie Zhijin was just passing by, not looking for him...

Passionate.

Jiang Yao slowly withdrew his gaze, his mouth was slightly sour.

It was almost nine o'clock, the mobilization meeting was over, Jiang Yao had just returned to the dormitory and sat down, Xie Zhijin asked him to go to the south gate.

Jiang Yao didn't even change his clothes, and rushed over non-stop. It was sweltering in summer, and he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, so he was sweating profusely when he arrived.

Xie Zhijin was waiting for him under the street lamp, the jacket he took off was casually placed on his hands, the halo fell around Xie Zhijin, and there were tiny dust fluttering and flickering, like small swimming fish vying to peck and kiss Xie Zhijin.

Jiang Yao also swam towards Xie Zhijin.

Xie Zhijin rented a very ordinary student apartment, a single room of about [-] square meters, four households on one floor, when Jiang Yao followed him in, from time to time couples walked past them, embracing each other, he didn't dare to look , the dry heat that was finally suppressed made a comeback.

As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Yao was pushed against the wall by Xie Zhijin.

The room has been stuffy for a whole day, without opening the windows for ventilation, like a small oven, with two hot bodies pressed together, a slight spark can ignite.

Xie Zhijin touched Jiang Yao's wet forehead, felt the fine beads of sweat, spread his palms, and whispered, "You sweat a lot."

Jiang Yao stuck to Xie Zhijin's body stickyly, his eyes glistened with water, and the inside was filled with heat, like the soft mist in a steam room, with deep fascination and longing.

Knowing what he was going to do here, he shyly kissed the corner of Xie Zhijin's lips.

Xie Zhijin didn't turn on the air conditioner, maybe it was on purpose, or maybe he didn't want to be distracted to do other things. He pressed Jiang Yao against the wall and kissed him in the heat, scratching the most sensitive roof of Jiang Yao's mouth, so that Jiang Yao could feel him too. the scorching heat.

Only when doing this kind of thing, the coldness around Xie Zhijin's body will temporarily fade away.

The two hadn't done this kind of thing since they met in college, and it was unprecedentedly intense.

Jiang Yao felt that he had turned into a piece of ice cream on the grill, which was melting.

It is also like the muddy land that has been moistened by light rain in spring. It is wet and full of moisture, and traces can be shown by pressing it casually.

Or the fruit wine being fermented in the cellar, gurgling and expanding, bursting out one after another with fruity bubbles.

He fell into the hot spring and sat on the cloud again, and there was steam everywhere.

In a daze, Xie Zhijin tore off his tie and asked him, "He Ming gave it?"

As if an ice cube had fallen into boiling water, he suddenly felt cold, and instinctively grabbed it, but only touched the corner of the tie, and a dark red was thrown to the corner of the wall.

Xie Zhijin said, "Don't wear everything on your body."

A slight displeasure can be detected by listening carefully.

Jiang Yao felt aggrieved, it was a gift from He Ming, why would Xie Zhijin throw it away?

He struggled to crawl forward to get it back, but failed.

Xie Zhijin's black tie twisted his wrist like a snake, making him lose the ability to climb.

He is a small deep-sea fish that follows the wind and waves, and can only rely on Xie Zhijin, a blue whale that can overwhelm rivers and seas, and dive three thousand miles to the bottom of the sea.

Dive down, dive down, there is a hot volcanic eruption, which makes people shiver.

Jiang Yao burst out with love and enthusiasm, murmuring unconsciously.

"Hot, Xie Zhijin, I'm so hot..."

"Why?"

"I like you, I like you the most."

Jiang Yao cried, tears and sweat mixed together, the whole person seemed to be scooped up in the water, he held the same wet Xie Zhijin, and said sobbingly, "Xie Zhijin, don't look for someone else... .”

He once begged Xie Zhijin, but that time Xie Zhijin did not respond, but this time, Xie Zhijin kissed his wet eyes and said, "There is no one else."

Jiang Yao's cheeks were flushed, perhaps it was the close distance between him and Xie Zhijin, which made him feel closer to Xie Zhijin, and he finally murmured a question that deeply concerned him, "Han Qing is chasing you, isn't it?"

Xie Zhijin brushed his sweaty hair away, he was eager to hear denial, but Xie Zhijin didn't bother to lie, "Yes."

Jiang Yao sniffled, "You and him..."

"Han Qing is very good," Xie Zhijin looked at him and said calmly, "But I have to accept whoever chases me."

Jiang Yao curled his fingers. At this moment, he realized very clearly that Xie Zhijin's fickleness was born. Whether it was him or Han Qing, in Xie Zhijin's view, they were just one of the suitors, and naturally he had the right to refuse indifferently.

Jiang Yao caught something strange, "Then why did you kiss him?"

Xie Zhijin frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand why Jiang Yao would be so concerned about this matter, "Just that one time."

Jiang Yao still wanted to say, but Xie Zhijin said first, "I tried it, and if I don't think it works, I won't try again, that's all."

Xie Zhijin sounded like he was explaining, but Jiang Yao was dazed, and didn't understand why the other party could face this kind of thing with such a dispensable attitude.

Kissing and making love seem meaningless to the ruthless Xie Zhijin. He just happens to be someone who Xie Zhijin thinks is passable after the test, so he can continue to maintain an intimate relationship with Xie Zhijin—if one day there is a more suitable person than him Well, will Xie Zhijin abandon him without hesitation?

Jiang Yao was distracted by his own conjecture, he was like a flower that drank too much water, the branches and leaves remained fresh and tender for a short time, but the roots were gradually rotting, and the roots were connected with his deep love for Xie Zhijin.

It was a normal person's hot, fiery feeling that craved a response.

Jiang Yao pursed his lips, "If..."

There are so many ifs, he doesn't know which one will come first.

He suddenly felt a little tired, and too many guesses made him like an overloaded elevator, wobbly and in danger of falling at any time.

Jiang Yao had no choice but to escape from this heaviness, he buried himself in Xie Zhijin's arms, yearning for the joy of this moment.

Three ways

Xiao Xie: I got my wife again.

Xiaohe: @￥%#%*! ...

ps: Adjust the update, the next Monday and Thursday will not be updated, so don't wait for tomorrow.