Love 419

Xiang Feng started looking for a job, Rong Bin wanted to help him, but he refused straight away, the reason was that he was not short of money anyway, so let’s shake it for a while, Rong Bin will not say it for the third time, since he rejected it twice, it means that Xiang Feng is really He doesn't want to go to his company, although he doesn't understand Xiang Feng's insistence, Rong Bin won't force him.

In fact, Xiang Feng is not as manly as Rong Bin thought, nor as fragile as Rong Bin thought. He really didn't feel that he was not from the Rong family. If there was a suitable position for him, he could really go in and work. The key is that the Rong family group is the main force. He is very good at investing, but he really doesn't understand that his lazy nature is suitable for finding an easy job.

One month later, Xiang Feng found a small newspaper and worked as an editor. The internship period was three months, and the salary was [-]. enough for you?"

Xiang Feng stretched out his finger to settle accounts for Rong Bin: "Rong Bin, you can't say that, it's hard to find a job in Beijing, if it weren't for my registered permanent residence in Beijing, people wouldn't want me, but look, now I live at home, saving money." Renting a house costs [-] yuan, and the cost of breakfast and dinner is another [-] yuan, so this job is equivalent to [-] yuan a month."

Rong Bin replied: "In this way, you can earn [-] a month even if you don't go to work."

"Rong Bin, everyone has to move upwards. You can't stop looking at four thousand and five for the sake of three thousand. This is a matter of pursuit."

Rong Bin pushed Xiang Feng out of his room, not wanting to talk to the psychopath, so Xiang Feng smiled and went back to sleep.

Rong Bin knew that the reason why Xiang Feng didn't worry about money was because he worked part-time as a translator for a company, and the manuscript fee was quite considerable. He was also considered a writer and was not well-known, but it was still possible to earn [-] to [-] per book.

Rong Bin has read what he wrote, but can't stand it, the whole article is full of youthful pain.If you are fifteen or sixteen years old, you may still be able to read it. When you are really in love and happy, you will feel that this thing is hypocritical. After you are in love, you will feel that this thing may make people cry, but the reality makes you laugh out of pain. Anyway, this is something Rong Bin will never look at.

After hearing this, Xiang Feng laughed, saying that young people in literature and art like to read this kind of stuff, which is easy to sell. Rong Bin curled his lips and asked him what his real style is, and Xiang Feng smiled mysteriously and said, "I actually like writing about homosexuality the most." /恋小/黄/文."

Pang Zhouyan came several times and asked Cheng Weihan if he had contacted them. Rong Bin and Xiang Feng nodded, saying that they had called and that he was fine. A person in Nene was a little dazed, Xiang Feng sent him to the door, Pang Zhouyan said, "I thought we were friends."

After hearing this, Xiang Feng felt very uncomfortable, and didn't know what to say. Pang Zhouyan continued: "My family arranged a blind date for me, and she is a very quiet girl."

Standing at the door, Xiang Feng felt a little bleak looking at his distant background.Wrong time, right person; right time, wrong person; always!Why is it so difficult to meet the right person at the right time?

Feeling very congested, Xiang Feng went to the Xpress Bar. The boss, Le Tian, ​​was still gentle and gentle, and his eyes were still gentle. After drinking a glass of ouzo he made, Xiang Feng said, "Hey, Le Tian, ​​have you ever been angry?"

"Huh? Why do you ask such a question?"

"It's strange to see you like this all day."

"Yes." Letian seemed to recall something, and the moment he lowered his head, his smile widened a little. Xiang Feng was a little taken aback, and Letian continued, "My lover often makes my stomach hurt because of anger."

"Your lover? What kind of person are you?"

"It's just a mischievous ghost." As he said this, his eyes were more gentle than usual. Xiang Feng was quite envious, always envious.

Le Tian continued: "Actually, we are both very stupid. Fortunately, our family did not object. What is even more fortunate is that we all know how to cherish it."

"Che, are you showing off your happiness?"

"Hehe..." Le Tian raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling slightly embarrassed and shy.A gentle and generous man, every time he talks about his lover, he will bring such a little bit of shyness, no more, no less, making people feel extremely cute.

"Can I sit next to you?" A cold voice came to my ears, somewhat familiar, and when I turned my head, I saw Jian Yeming's handsome face, and his smile widened, "Yes, the condition is that your party tonight The partner must be me."

Jian Yeming sat down gracefully, "Letian, give me a glass of beer."

Xiang Feng leaned on Jian Yeming's shoulder, "Miss me?"

Jian Yeming didn't answer, Xiang Feng continued: "I miss you, I miss you..." Xiang Feng mouthed the next few words.

Jian Yeming froze slightly, and Xiang Feng smiled again. Sure enough, every time he saw this man shy, he felt happy.

Jian Yeming's beer was brought, he sat up straight, Xiang Feng also sat back, took a sip of wine, Xiang Feng asked: "Where is the child?"

"At the ex-wife's place, today is Friday."

"Oh."

Both of their cups were on the bar, Xiang Feng was playing with his own cup, and Jian Yeming put his fingers on his own cup, after a few minutes of silence, Jian Yeming asked, "Who are you feeling sorry for?"

Xiang Feng was a little surprised. This is the first time that he has always seen through his heart at a glance. He didn't feel anything at first, but after more times, he felt a little weird. He turned to look at him and asked, "Hey, Ye Ming , how do you see that I'm feeling sorry for others?"

"Feel."

"What a perfunctory answer."

"Then, who is it for?"

"A friend who had a crush on him when he was a child for many years, went on a blind date when he was a child, and he was abroad."

"Have a good relationship with you?"

"Would you believe me when I said that life and death are friends?"

"letter."

"Haha, there is no such thing as a life-and-death friendship, it's nothing more than a bad friend."

"You care about him!"

It's like this again, it stabs Xiang Feng's heart at once, not allowing him to avoid it, not giving him any leeway, even changing the topic.

"Hey, Yeming, come on, let's change the subject."

"Oh."

There was another silence, and finally surrendered to Feng, "I am a good friend, I can't do anything for him, I feel a little bored."

"Oh."

"You idiot, I told you, you haven't and won't comfort me."

"...Xiang Feng, don't be sad."

"Pfft, idiot."

It was still tacit, the two left after drinking, Xiang Feng still held Jian Yeming's arm, Jian Yeming seemed to be used to it this time.

After leaving the bar, Jian Yeming said, "Wait for me, I'll go drive, let's go to my house today."

Xiang Feng thought about it for a while, but he didn't refuse. It doesn't matter if he's not going to his home anyway.

Leaning alone under the street lamp, the dim yellow light of the street lamp cast a black shadow, Xiang Feng clasped his thumbs together, stretched and bent the remaining fingers, and the shadow of his hand became like a bird, "Hehe, why did you play this game when you were young?" What about the whole day?"

Standing bored, looking at the intersection, a person gradually appeared in his sight, very familiar, tall, with gentle eyes, very handsome, but why did he feel like vomiting?

"Xiang Feng?"

"Shaotong, long time no see." Resisting the upset in his stomach, he greeted Feng and his old love.

"you……"

"I'm doing very well."

"That's good." The man paused, and then said, "I'm divorced."

"heard."

"Did Teacher Jiang tell you?"

"Yes."

"Xiang Feng, back then..."

"I'm sorry, the person I was waiting for is here. Let's talk next time." Seeing Jian Yeming driving over, he was like a savior. He was about to leave, but his hand was held. He turned around and gave the person a look. Surprised, he let go, he opened the door of the passenger seat, and the man's last words came to his ears: "I just want to say a few words to you..."

Without answering, Xiang Feng got into the car, Jian Yeming fastened the seat belt for him, with his ear right in front of Xiang Feng, Xiang Feng whispered, "Go, please."

Jian Yeming turned around and saw a man in front of the car, and then his car quickly disappeared into the night.

All the way without words, Jian Yeming could feel Xiang Feng's body trembling.

Finally at home, Jian Yeming opened the door, supported Xiang Feng immediately and said, "Forget it." Then Xiang Feng pressed the door, and kissed Jian Yeming's lips overwhelmingly. Jian Yeming refused at first, but was finally Xiang Feng teased/teased.

As soon as he leaned over and picked up the trembling man, Jian Yeming said, "I'll give it to you right away."

"Well, give it to me quickly."

The two men had sex like crazy without taking a shower until one of them finally passed out.

Jian Yeming wiped Xiang Feng's body lightly, then put on soft pajamas for him, washed his hands and lay down beside him, and he slept peacefully with his arm in his arms.