Chapter 14

After the beginning of autumn, Alvis finally came back.

Roger went to see Alvis as soon as he got to work. He was in the conference room, having just finished a video conference with American guests.

"You're here so early." Roger sat down next to Alvis and looked at him carefully. "You've lost weight. Have you been abused at the headquarters?"

After Alvis finished the video call, he started replying to emails, typing away: "You're overthinking."

Roger looked around the table: "You didn't bring me a gift? Thank you for caring about you and sending you messages every day."

"I forgot."

"Hmph, so inhuman." Roger looked at him angrily. "Have you made good use of such a good opportunity to study at the headquarters? I have a feeling you'll be promoted again soon."

Alvis ignored his crazy words and ordered: "Call them over for a meeting. I'll only speak for ten minutes. There's no time left."

"People have to be mentally prepared for a meeting so early in the morning."

Having said that, Roger still went to call people obediently.

Alvis' style is actually quite down-to-earth. He talks about business in meetings and doesn't talk about other things. He is concise and gets to the point. Roger listened attentively and felt that Alvis was even more capable than when they first met. Really, he was born to be a leader.

At the end, Alvis said that everyone had been very busy without him recently, and he invited everyone to go to the hot springs to get off work early in the evening.

Everyone cheered and said, "Thank you, boss!"

Alvis then took out the gifts he brought for everyone. Except for Fairy, who had a women's scarf, the male colleagues, including Roger, all had wallets. The style was exactly the same, but the color was different. After they all left, Roger reluctantly said, "Why am I the same as them? You are too careless."

"What's so special about you?" Alvis couldn't help but smile when he heard him being so shameless and still feeling good about himself as always.

"I am your good friend. I don't like this wallet, it's too rustic, black, and doesn't suit my temperament at all."

Alvis looked at him straight in the eye for the first time today, with a smile in his eyes, and asked, "May I ask what temperament you have?"

"Of course it's the temperament of a refined gentleman, tall and handsome."

"Haha."

He was despised again. Roger glared at him and said unhappily, "You always look down on me. Let me tell you, women like me. As for you, you are handsome and have a good figure, but you are too arrogant. Your type is no longer popular. What is popular now is warm men. You have to learn to warm people's hearts, you know, then women will be devoted to you."

Alvis put away his smile and returned to his previous indifference: "You are very experienced? Do you have a woman now?"

"...No." Roger touched his nose, "It's because I'm too handsome. Ordinary women feel inferior when they see me... Ahem, it only takes me a matter of minutes to fall in love. Let's not talk about me. What about you? Do you have a girlfriend? What kind of people do you like? I can introduce you to a few."

"Thank you for your concern, but it's not necessary." Alvis said, taking out another box from the paper bag he always carried with him.

"What is this?" Roger said consciously, "A gift for me? Great, I knew I was special to you!"

He snatched the box from Alvis' hand, opened it and saw that it was a pair of - earrings?

"Are you mistaken? I don't have pierced ears, but they're so shiny," Roger was almost blinded by the two big diamonds, "These are real diamonds, right? Do you have a certificate? How much do they cost? Thank you, although I don't like them very much, but I'll accept them because they're so shiny, haha."

If Alvis wasn't paralyzed, he would have rolled his eyes to the sky at this moment: "If you don't like it, give it back to me."

"No, no, no, I like it!" Roger quickly stuffed the box into his pocket, not caring that Alvis was still putting the computer bag on his shoulder, and hugged Alvis, kissed him on the face, and said with a smile, "Brother, you're so nice! This is the first time someone gave me such an expensive gift, ah no, the second time, both times it was you, you are really my good brother, haha."

Alvis was so shocked that he forgot to push Roger away: "Are you crazy?"

"Tsk, stop pretending. You studied in England. Aren't British people more passionate than me? They kiss more than twice, and I only kiss once. In comparison, I'm not as passionate as them."

Alvis pushed him away and wiped the place where he had just been kissed with disgust: "It's so dirty."

Roger automatically ignored this sentence and said to himself: "How about I get my ears pierced? Actually, if you think about it carefully, wearing earrings is also very cool. It shows that I have personality. Do you think I should pierce one side or both? Does it hurt to pierce my ears? Oh, you really give me a difficult problem..." They

went to soak in the hot springs in the evening. Roger had been to this hot spring hotel before, but he only had a meal and never soaked in the hot springs.

Alvis ordered a one-stop service, including eating, barbecuing, karaoke, and hot spring showers, with no time limit, and he could play as long as he wanted. After dinner, they went their separate ways. Freya went to find her friends, and several other colleagues said they were going to get a massage, and they soon disappeared. Roger asked Alvis what he was going to do, and Alvis told him not to worry about it. Roger said in a mean way: "Is there such a service here? Don't leave me alone to enjoy it."

"Are you sick?" Alvis scolded him.

"Just kidding, hehe."

Roger went to watch the bonfire party alone. There were some girls dancing belly and hula, and they came down to interact with tourists while dancing. Roger played with a particularly beautiful beauty for a long time, and when their WeChat account was about to be reached, she said she was going to get off work and left first. Roger was bored and decided to find Alvis.

Alvis was taking a hot spring bath. It was very comfortable to take an outdoor hot spring bath in this weather, and you could also look at the stars. Roger was looking for one hot spring pool after another. He forgot the room number that Alvis told him, and mistakenly entered a hot spring pool of a passerby. As a result, he saw a very shocking scene. Two naked men were hugging each other, kissing each other and being absorbed in each other's love. Their hands were still moving under the water. I don't know what disgusting things they were doing.

Roger was shocked and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

The two men were also very scared. One of them glared at Roger fiercely: "Who are you? You've found the wrong place!"

Roger resisted the urge to vomit and stammered, "Sorry! I've gone the wrong way." He turned around and was about to leave.

The other man looked Roger up and down and said in a very disgusting tone: "Handsome, do you want to play with us? Now that you are here, don't leave."

Roger ran away.

It was so disgusting!

He found Alvis' room. It turned out that Alvis was in a suite. The room was very large with two beds. He could come in and rest after taking a bath in the hot spring. Roger was still thinking about the disgusting scene he had just seen. He complained to Alvis as soon as he came in: "You don't know what I just saw. Two homosexuals messing around in the pool. It's disgusting. They are not afraid of getting sick. By the way, the hot spring here should be drained and disinfected after a guest leaves, right?" Roger was still wearing his clothes, staring at the steaming hot spring water and wondering whether he should go down.

In the hot spring pool, Alvis was surrounded by the lingering mist, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was cold, in stark contrast to the warm soup: "Why did you go into other people's rooms for no reason?"

"I went the wrong way." Roger was still aggrieved, "If I had known earlier, I would have asked at the door first. God, you don't know how much impact that scene had on me. I feel like my eyes are blind."

"Are you homophobic?"

"I'm not homophobic, I just find it disgusting."

Roger wondered whether he should go down directly, but when he started to take off his clothes, Alvis stopped him: "Go take a shower first, is it dirty?"

"Who knows if this pool water is as clean as me." Roger pouted, but still went to take a shower obediently.

After taking a shower, he ran out of the room naked and jumped into the pool. The water temperature was just right, a little hot, but the hot feeling was very special, as if every pore was open, and the heat was extremely comfortable. He leaned against the edge of the pool and sighed: "It's so comfortable, you really know how to enjoy it."

Alvis sat in the middle of the hot spring with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep.

Roger looked at Alvis, and somehow thought of that disgusting scene again. If it were him and Alvis, OMG, he couldn't even imagine it. Fortunately, he and Alvis were both straight. Roger's face was wrinkled, and the shadow in his heart could not be shaken off.

"What's wrong with you?" Alvis opened his eyes and saw Roger's face full of pain, and asked curiously.

"I was thinking about the two men just now. Why were they engaging in homosexuality? I heard that homosexuals have no moral standards and AIDS spread from this group of gays. Oh, I can't think about it. I feel sick when I think about it."

Alvis paused and said, "Not every gay is promiscuous, and not every gay has AIDS."

"If they are all homosexuals, what morals are there?" Roger said with disdain. "Aren't women fragrant? I really don't understand. What's there for men to like about a hard and smelly woman? They can even kiss her."

"You are homophobic," Alvis said with a firm tone.

"Let them be fearful, but who can stop homosexuals from loving themselves?"

"You are prejudiced, have you ever seen real homosexuals?"

"No." Although he hadn't, he had seen it on the news, "Homosexuals are a group of scums with no moral bottom line, who get horny anytime and anywhere, and only spread harm to society - it's a bit harsh to say this, but they are not good people, otherwise why do they have AIDS, syphilis, and condyloma acuminatum per capita?"

Alvis looked at Roger and his expression suddenly turned cold. "In the eyes of homosexuals, straight men are also a group of stupid, self-righteous, unreasonable idiots who can only think with their cerebellum. It's a bit serious to say so, but they are not that smart. Otherwise, how come the average person has low cognition, low aesthetics, and vulgar thoughts?"

Roger was stunned and felt that he was insulted for no reason. He looked at Alvis angrily: "Why are you speaking for that group of homosexuals? Oh, I forgot that you studied in the UK. There are homosexuals everywhere in the UK. Are you friends with them?"

Alvis did not speak, as if he acquiesced.

"I admit that I was a bit extreme," Roger said angrily, "Stereotype. If I hurt your friend, I apologize. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Alvis smiled sarcastically and said, "It's best not to jump to conclusions about things or groups you don't understand, otherwise you will appear narrow-minded, selfish, and insidious. As far as I know, what homosexuals hate most is straight men like you who speak freely, so don't worry, you are more disgusting in the eyes of homosexuals than homosexuals are in your eyes, and they will not be interested in you."

Roger was extremely embarrassed. He knew he was in the wrong, but he shouldn't be scolded like that, as if he had committed some unforgivable crime.

"I've already said I'm sorry, what else do you want?" Roger felt a little aggrieved at this time, and looked at Alvis with drooping eyes, "Who is that friend of yours? Do you have a good relationship with him? You actually scolded me for him, and scolded me so harshly."

Alvis looked at Roger coldly and suddenly felt very annoyed. He stood up, waded through the warm pool water and walked to the shore: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Aren't you going to soak anymore?" Roger stood up in a panic, afraid that he was really angry.

Alvis paused and didn't turn around, but his tone was a little softer than before: "I have something to do tomorrow, I'm going home first, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay."

Roger touched the hot spring water, feeling a little sorry. He shouldn't have said that homosexuals are all sick. What if Alvis' friend is clean? No, how does Alvis know that his friend is clean? Maybe... Forget it, if Alvis knew he thought so, he would be angry again!

Oh, what a difficult friend.