Chapter 4

Title: Help! A gay colleague seems to be trying to turn me gay! (2)

I'm back.

Momo taught me to start a new thread, saying that frequent editing would limit my reach. I don't quite understand, so please don't follow me. I haven't checked in a day and I've gained over a hundred followers again. I'll delete this account after I've dealt with this.

I didn't download Xiaolan, which I find a bit strange.

Which side he's on, how many people like him, his relationship status—none of that matters to me. If I were to delve into it, it would mean I care a lot, but I don't care at all, really!

What I need to do now is cut ties with him. If he ignores me, I'll ignore him even more. That's it. It's not like I can't eat alone or commute to work alone.

No, I'm not alone. I get along well with all my other colleagues. It's him who's more solitary.

He's warm on the outside but cold on the inside, and I'm his only close friend.

Actually, I was the one who approached him first.

I graduated last year and joined this foreign company through campus recruitment. There were about a dozen people in a large work area. A had an exceptionally outstanding resume. He originally worked at the overseas headquarters, in charge of R&D in a very high-performing team. Due to project adjustments, he was poached by the domestic branch, retaining his headquarters salary plus a China region subsidy, so his salary was several times higher than mine, and his technical rank was also higher. Perhaps because he was so outstanding, he faced some exclusion when he first returned.

When I first joined the company, I often saw him working overtime alone at his workstation, so I would go over and talk to him.

He was quite aloof at first and didn't really talk to me.

Later, after we got to know each other better, I realized he had a very good personality.

After a while, they became friends.

He taught me so much, whether it was about work, interpersonal skills, or even how to play badminton. I don't actually like sports, but he said my body was too soft and unhealthy. I thought it would be good to exercise, and I already had a partner. We'd finish before nine o'clock, and he'd take me home, so I didn't have to worry about anything.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

He's a bit like my parents, very attentive, while I'm a shameless lazybones who's used to being taken care of.

Drawing a clear line is easier said than done; it's quite difficult for me.

I haven't been sleeping well these past two nights.

Let me try again.

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Donut Bunny: OP, I've finally waited for you!

97648434: Kunkun, you've appeared!

Bottled Pulse: How does the poster want to try it?

Kunkun [Author]: How about sticking to it for three days, not talking to him, not making eye contact with him, and not caring about him?

Mia: Don't you miss Papa?

Kunkun [Author]: This is like killing someone by destroying their spirit; don't mention Xiao Pa to me anymore [crying.jpg]

Rice cake hot pot: Don't you miss badminton?

Xiao Jin: Don't you miss cheese rice balls?

Pheromones: Don't you miss your keyboard, mouse, and cup?

Kunkun [Author]: ...Why do you all want me to be turned gay? If I really become gay, I won't be able to explain it to my parents.

Deep in the moonlight: Kunkun, your focus often wanders!

Momo: We're all just having fun, it's easy for you to talk when you're not in the situation. Kunkun, don't let us lead you astray. Just do what you think is right and don't have any regrets.

Kunkun [Author]: Thank you, Momo!

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Second editor: Friends, my plan is halfway complete.

I didn't speak to him or make eye contact, but he was sick, and I couldn't ignore him.

He caught a cold today, I don't know if it's the flu or just a chill. He came in wearing a mask this morning and looked quite listless. I've never seen him like this before. He's tall, has a very upright posture, and keeps exercising, so he doesn't seem like he'd get sick. We've known each other for six months, and this is the first time I've seen him so tired; his whole back was slumped in the chair.

I couldn't hold back all morning and sent him a message. He replied with two words: "It's nothing."

Extremely indifferent.

I'm really upset.

It felt like a heavy weight was pressing down on my heart.

I felt even more that I had been deluding myself.

To lose a good friend for nothing.

I found out from my colleagues that A had indeed caught a cold, so I immediately ordered a box of Banlangen granules and a cup of freshly stewed brown sugar pear and ginger tea, and placed them on his desk when he wasn't at his workstation.

When he came back, I slipped away again to avoid being discovered by him.

I don't know if he drank it or not, but he probably did.

That's all I can do.

He hasn't spoken to me at all, not a single message. I'm really frustrated; I never expected him to be so heartless. I suddenly realize I know almost nothing about him. I only know some superficial things about him: his education, work experience, family background, and how he's no different from any other colleague.

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Autumn Wind: ? ? ? What's going on?

93729021: Did the poster finish writing or not? Why did it suddenly stop?

Night Ship: OP, are you alright?

BOOM: Did the poster get caught by their boss slacking off on their phone?

Rui: Did the poster faint from excessive grief?

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