Quan Quan: “…”

Qiao Guangyu: “…”

"If the boss wasn't a little guilty himself," Quan Quan said helplessly, "I think he would think we were having an affair."

Qiao Guangyu almost wanted to cry: "I really didn't mean it, I was just scared, okay..." Who could have thought that the boss was so scheming and didn't even give him the chance to sleep in a separate bed. With two gays hugging each other, it would be hard to imagine that nothing would happen unless both of them had hidden illnesses.

"Then should I... go back to sleep?" Qiao Guangyu asked worriedly.

"Forget it, going back will only make the boss more embarrassed." Quan Quan shook his head, "He promised not to touch you, but he couldn't help wanting you, and then you ran away, so that's fine, but going back is to deepen this unpleasant memory for him?"

Qiao Guangyu quickly shook his head: "Of course not."

"Then you can stay here for one night." Quan Quan called the waiter to send up another quilt, and then said to Qiao Guangyu, "This is a single room. You can sleep on the bed tonight and I'll sleep on the floor."

Qiao Guangyu said, "Brother Quan, I'll sleep on the floor. I'm sorry to bother you today."

"Then why don't we sleep together?" Quan Quan looked at him coldly, "You sleep alone, or I sleep with you, there are only these two options."

"Why?"

Quan Quan lowered his eyes: "Because I am the secretary and you are the 'lover', in the eyes of the boss, you are more important than me. If you catch a cold because you sleep on the floor at night, it will only cause more trouble for me."

Qiao Guangyu groaned and quickly made a choice: "Then let's sleep together. I don't want you to catch a cold."

Quan Quan said calmly: "Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

"Don't be afraid, just take it. We're both men, so I won't suffer any loss." Qiao Guangyu looked at him and smiled.

Quan Quan reminded him: "The boss is also a man."

"The boss is different. He has a partner." Qiao Guangyu waved his hand, looking at Quan Quan with eyes that seemed to penetrate his soul. "And I believe in you. You have extraordinary self-control. All your actions are calculated. You will not do anything that is detrimental to your secretary work at this time."

Quan Quan was speechless for a rare moment, and the topic ended with his sneer.

After turning off the desk lamp, the two of them huddled together in the quilt. Qiao Guangyu wrapped himself in the quilt and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

"No." Quan Quan said.

Qiao Guangyu: "Brother Quan, do you remember when my contract expired?"

Quan Quan's voice sounded a little vague: "By the end of this year, December 27th, there are still more than two months."

"You have a very good memory." Qiao Guangyu said.

"I remember the details of all the important contracts my boss has signed very clearly," Quan said. "A good secretary must have some outstanding qualities, otherwise the people below you will eliminate you sooner or later."

Qiao Guangyu asked: "Are you born with the ability to remember so many things?"

Quan Quan: "It's just rote memorization."

"There are 360 ​​professions, and every one of them is difficult!" Qiao Guangyu sighed sincerely. He thought he had more deeply experienced the difficulty of "serving the king is like serving a tiger" tonight. But after hearing what Quan Quan said, he felt that he was nothing compared to Quan Quan, and Quan Quan's life was not easy.

He paid a lot to get the position of Huo Zhou's indispensable right-hand man.

He was always so calm and thoughtful, so no one noticed that Quanquan was also a person, not a machine.

Qiao Guangyu smiled and said, "I found that I was a little too dependent on you."

Quan Quan: "What?"

Qiao Guangyu: "When I encounter difficulties, the first person I think of is you."

Quan Quan seemed to chuckle, and Qiao Guangyu thought he had heard it wrong.

"As I should. The boss wanted to find a replacement, and I sent you to him." Quan Quan paused, and his tone softened a little. "I feel guilty about you. It was because I didn't think carefully enough at the time that you are in such an awkward situation now. In fact, no one in this world can be a replacement for anyone else. No matter how similar you act, your behavior still carries your own label, which is a mark that no one can erase from you. If I let you strangle yourself, lose yourself, and force you to become another person, then even if I am not the executioner, I will be the one who helps pass the knife, and I will feel guilty."

"It's not... not as serious as you say. I'm fine now." Qiao Guangyu couldn't help but say, "You really helped me a lot. The merits and demerits... offset each other."

Quan Quan didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand from the warm quilt, touched Qiao Guangyu's head with his big palm, and then took it back.

After about ten minutes of silence, Qiao Guangyu felt his own rapid heartbeat and suddenly said, "Do you like me? I mean... in two months, I will be free. Do you want to..."

"Go to sleep." Quan Quan interrupted him, his voice sounding cold and hard.

Qiao Guangyu could sense that he didn't want to say more. Even if he asked again later, he probably wouldn't get the answer he wanted.

I feel a little disappointed, but it's okay, I can bear it. Perhaps it was because he had the person right next to him and he felt a sense of security, or perhaps it was because he was exhausted from the long day of traveling and his spirit could no longer bear it, Qiao Guangyu soon fell into a sound sleep without even a dream.

Quanquan got up before daybreak.

People who are used to thinking frequently find it difficult to fall asleep or stay in bed. Now that his eyes were open, there was no reason to waste time lying in bed any longer. Quan Quan sat up carefully. The mattress was very elastic and he was worried that the movement of getting up would alarm Qiao Guangyu.

However, he was totally overthinking it. Qiao Guangyu was sleeping soundly. He turned over along with the slight ups and downs of the mattress, pressing the quilt under him. His hair was messy and his pajamas were rolled up, revealing a white and soft waist. I had no awareness of this and even opened my mouth slightly, looking very stupid.

Quan Quan was silent for three seconds, pulled his quilt over to cover him, then got out of bed, dressed and washed.

By the time Qiao Guangyu got up, it was already bright. When he faced Huo Zhou again, he felt much more at ease. Huo Zhou didn't seem to take what happened last night to heart, or rather, he treated it as if it never happened and forced himself to forget it.

Qiao Guangyu would not be tactless enough to bring up this matter, so the matter was smoothly put to rest.

After breakfast, Quan Quan acted as the driver and drove the two to the cemetery.

Quan Quan bought incense and candles early in the morning, and also brought a bunch of fresh white lilies and placed them in the trunk of the car so that he could take everything and go to the cemetery as soon as he got out of the car.

Huo Zhou asked Quan Quan to wait on the side while he accompanied Qiao Guangyu to the black tombstone, where Qiao Guangyu's mother was buried.

The autumn weather was clear and sunny, dispelling the inherent cold and dampness of the cemetery. The woman in the black and white photo doesn’t look much like Qiao Guangyu, but she is also a gentle and beautiful woman. The way she smiles at the camera does look a bit like Qiao Guangyu.

Huo Zhou took out incense, candles and lighter from the plastic bag, and Qiao Guangyu quickly took over: "Let me do it." He didn't dare let Huo Zhou do it himself.

He quickly lit the incense and candles and burned a few paper money for the dead. Qiao Guangyu whispered to the tombstone, "Mom, we don't allow fire here. We will put out the candles when we leave. Please don't mind."

When he thought that his contract was about to expire and he could do whatever he wanted in the future without having to pretend to be someone else, he spoke with an unconscious sense of lightness and happiness. Of course, I couldn't say it so directly when it came to my lips: "Boss Huo... is very good to me. In the future... I will live well and won't let you worry."

Scratching his head, Qiao Guangyu really had nothing to say. There were some things he wanted to say that he could never say in front of Huo Zhou, so he could only say this: "Then... I'll come to see you again next year." Maybe next year I can come to see you with Brother Quan, he added in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Qiao Guangyu stood up and smiled apologetically at Huo Zhou, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Huo Zhou came over and patted his shoulder: "Don't be sad, I will take care of you in the future. You...you have been with me for two years, right?"

"It's been almost three years." Qiao Guangyu blurted out.

Huo Zhou was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, his face suddenly turned ugly, and the hand on Qiao Guangyu's shoulder uncontrollably increased its strength, pinching Qiao Guangyu so hard that it hurt, but he didn't dare to move a step. Huo Zhou took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Have you thought about what kind of job you will do in the future? What major did you study in college?"

"...Computer science major. I never thought about what to do next. I was just happy to have a job at that time. As a fresh graduate, there was a lot of competition." Qiao Guangyu smiled.

In fact, his palms were already full of sweat. Qiao Guangyu had been with Huo Zhou for so long, and when he saw Huo Zhou frowning, he secretly thought that something was wrong. He really didn't mean to remind Huo Zhou that his contract was about to expire!

Huo Zhou narrowed his eyes: "Come to think of it, you have 5 million in your hand, have you ever thought about doing something with it?"

A drop of cold sweat slid down Qiao Guangyu's forehead. He looked into Huo Zhou's scrutinizing eyes, the only thought in his mind was: Brother Quan! Help!