Director, I know your secret

Peng Yan was sitting in the community health center taking an IV, looking out at the bustling street through the window, he crossed his legs and propped his chin with his hands, he couldn't help sighing, today is Children's Day, and he managed to catch up with the rest, but was caught by An Zhenyuan again. Brought for an infusion.

The infusion is just the infusion, the key is that what's going on with the guys next to me who have been by my side all the time, it's the second day.Peng Yan supported his forehead, feeling like he was being blackmailed.

Worry to death!

An Zhenyuan was playing with his mobile phone, looking up at the infusion bottle from time to time, because the medicine prescribed to Peng Yan contained azithromycin, and he would ask him if he had any stomach discomfort.

Peng Yan said several times that An Zhenyuan didn't have to accompany him anymore. After all, he was already 28 years old, not eight years old, so he didn't need to be with him anymore.

In fact, this is only a superficial reason, and another reason is that Director An is too considerate to him, like a big loyal dog, so that Peng Yan has been insomnia every night for the past two days, and his mind is full of the lingering figure of An Zhenyuan .

"You go back, there is only one bottle of cephalosporin left." Peng Yan said again.

An Zhenyuan looked up, "It's okay, I'm not busy, it's not convenient for you, it's better to have someone to take care of you."

Peng Yan said "tsk", with some impatience in his tone, "What's the inconvenience?"

An Zhenyuan turned off his phone, looked at Peng Yan, and smiled harmlessly, "For example, when you go to the toilet or something, how do you pick out a bird with one hand?"

The corners of Peng Yan's mouth twitched, wondering if you need to pee, he turned his head away, he was too lazy to talk to him, his whole body was irritable.

"Peng Yan." An Zhenyuan called his name softly.

"What?"

An Zhenyuan pursed his lips, crossed one leg over the other, and said cautiously, "I'll ask you a question."

"Say."

"When you first saw me, didn't you think I looked familiar?"

Peng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then thought carefully about the first time the two met, one side of his mouth was raised, revealing a pear dimple, which looked a little naughty, "You look familiar."

An Zhenyuan's eyes lit up without any trace, "Really?"

"Maybe there are more people like you who have beaten you before?!"

An Zhenyuan chuckled, and shook his head speechlessly, "You're really interesting." He said in his heart, it's not like he was beaten by this person before, it all goes back to more than 20 years ago.

Peng Yan's illness came and went quickly, and the doctor prescribed some oral medicine for him so that he didn't need to use infusion.

He asked for three days off, the draft competition was about to start, and he and Dai Yushan planned to concentrate on training in the past few days without distracting thoughts.

The night before the competition, Dai Yushan called An Zhenyuan and told him that if he had time, he could come and cheer for her and Peng Yan.An Zhenyuan responded politely, even if she didn't remind him, he would go.

The next day, An Zhenyuan came early and took a central position in the front row. The view here is relatively wide, and he can see every movement of the dancers on the stage.

Each participating dance is limited to 3 minutes, and Peng Yan and Dai Yushan are the 17th appearances.At around 10:[-] am, Dai Yushan and Peng Yan appeared on the stage. Instead of introducing themselves like the previous contestants, they walked slowly to the center of the stage with a piece of majestic music.

Dai Yushan is wearing a bright orange and silver and white tasseled backless Latin dance dress, with silver high heels on her feet, and her hair is tied into a bun. Overall, she is charming and lively.

Peng Yan's dance attire is relatively simple, with a white shirt open, black pants, and black shoes. Although it is simple, Peng Yan has painted eyeliner today, and his hair is combed back fluffy, revealing his full forehead. With a sparkling diamond navel nail, the whole person looks rebellious, bohemian, and full of wild smell.

As soon as Peng Yan came out, An Zhenyuan's gaze never left him, as if there was only one person left on the stage.

From the beginning of the music, it is a rock music with a strong sense of rhythm, which can ignite people's visual and auditory senses.

Men are flirting, fighting, and ambiguous, all the streamers in his eyes are focused on their prey, women are trying to catch them, and they are as high as a queen, chasing each other with men to see who is the winner of this game of conquest.

Compared with the tepid modern dance and classical dance performances of the previous 16 contestants, the Latin performance of the two did bring a big climax. Many audiences stood up and applauded, and some even blew their whistles.

During this period, Dai Yushan made a mistake, but was saved by Peng Yan.

The music was about to end. Peng Yan finished the last lift and put Dai Yushan on the ground safely. Then she made a provocative poss, while Peng Yan took off his shirt and swiped with both hands. Put one hand on the back of the neck across his chest, the index finger of the other hand rubbed his lips, and finally lowered slowly, while the corner of the mouth on one side hooked lazily, revealing a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a naughty smile.

An Zhenyuan could hear the shouts and screams of all the girls in the audience, while he himself sat firmly on the seat, with one leg crossed over the other, and his hands clasped together on his lower abdomen.

An Zhenyuan's breathing was a little unsteady, and he slowly adjusted his breath.

He is hard.

He wanted this young man, and wanted him to moan under him. He had never had such a strong desire for Peng Yan at this moment.

An Zhenyuan slowly shook hands into fists.He hesitated in his heart whether to take a dose of strong medicine, whether to let Peng Yan recognize his emotional belonging?

The audience went "Hi" for a while before quieting down. Several judges gave very pertinent opinions, and one of the handsome male judges unreservedly expressed that he liked the wild Peng Yan very much.

Peng Yan clasped his hands together to thank all the judges, and smiled humbly. He understood that Dai Yushan's mistake just now was fatal, and this dance might be the last work of the two of them.

Sure enough, the judges had said enough, but unfortunately they failed. In the end, the male judge notified the program team to leave Peng Yan's contact number. This gimmick undoubtedly attracted cheers from the audience.

Peng Yan knew that this might be a means to increase ratings, so he didn't show too much emotion.After the two bowed at ninety degrees, they stepped off the stage.

An Zhenyuan looked dissatisfied at the judges' seat, and glanced at the name on the table: Zhou Tong.He narrowed his eyes, got up and walked backstage.

When approaching the waiting room, there were no other contestants to say hello, only Peng Yan and Dai Yushan were left.She walked and suddenly stood still, crying like a child.

Peng Yan felt that it was enough to enjoy the stage. He didn't have any big dreams about dancing, but at the moment of losing the election, it would be foolish to say that he was not sad.

Peng Yan stepped forward, gently embraced Dai Yushan's shoulders, and brought her close to his arms. He patted her on the head, and at this moment, he didn't know how to comfort this stubborn girl, so he could only say, "Okay Well, don't be sad, we'll come back next year."

But both of them knew that they were not young anymore. Compared with those little fresh meats who were just in their early twenties, they were already old, and it was impossible for them to come back next year.The two lamented that the dreams and youth they had pursued in those years came to an end with a little regret.

An Zhenyuan watched for as long as the two embraced.

It would be a lie to say that they are not jealous or sad, but at this moment An Zhenyuan has no way to persuade himself to step forward and pull them away. After all, these two dancers are licking each other's pain of failure after experiencing failure.

An Zhenyuan leaned his back against the cold wall, he took out a box of Red Cloud, bit out one, and lit the cigarette after several rounds of lighting.

It's not my style at all.An Zhenyuan thought so.

Peng Yan was a bit sleepy at work the next day. The two were on the road, one was driving seriously, and the other was looking out the window seriously.

However, after arriving at the office, Peng Yan didn't have time to think about what happened yesterday, because An Zhenyuan had arranged a lot of work for him, and told him what he could and couldn't do.

Seeing An Zhenyuan's expression of "Is there any problem?" Peng Yan, who is more strong, gritted his teeth and took it all down. He was so busy that he ignored his head and shoulders, forgetting yesterday's depression.

In the afternoon, there was another large-scale training session, attended by the principals of various primary and secondary schools, and this time it was Mo Haiping who gave the lecture.After the end, Wei Yiming notified all the staff in the product application department to eat hot pot together. After all, the new colleague has been here for almost a month, and everyone has not sat down for a dinner together.

After more than a dozen colleagues from the department came to the "Old Chopsticks Fashion Hot Pot City", they found that several middle-level employees from the customer service center of the group had also come to have dinner, so a couple of twenty people sat in a large private room, which was bustling and lively.

After a long while, the leaders began to toast according to their positions from high to low, the first being Director Gong in the group.

Lesbians can drink at least one drink, while gays are treated poorly.When it was Peng Yan's turn, he wanted to have a drink or two, but An Zhenyuan ran over and said, "This kid is sick, and he is on cephalosporin, so he can't drink."

At this moment, Peng Yan was too embarrassed to pick it up. Director Gong looked at An Zhenyuan suspiciously, and joked: "Xiao An, your soldiers are pretty good? Why don't you drink it?"

An Zhenyuan smiled and nodded to meet him, fearing that he would not come to the stage, he took the wine glass, "Director Gong toast, I must drink it."

Peng Yan pursed his lips, with a forced smile on his face, but his heart was like a stone being thrown into a lake, creating waves one after another.Through such a long time of contact, he knew that An Zhenyuan had a stomach problem, but he still blocked the alcohol for him, and he himself forgot that he was still taking cephalosporin, but the person in front of him remembered it.

This seemed to be a bad start, and then the leaders at that table began to toast An Zhenyuan, which was somewhat related to the episode just now, and I thought he was quite friendly, and he was a new official, so naturally he had to drink a few more glasses .

During the dinner, An Zhenyuan went to the bathroom, and Peng Yan saw the opportunity and followed.When he heard the sound of him vomiting in the toilet partition, Peng Yan felt a little distressed.

An Zhenyuan opened the door and saw that Peng Yan was really taken aback. He blinked and walked around him to the sink.

He turned on the faucet and said that he put a handful of water to his mouth to rinse his mouth, "Eat less chili, you are still not sharp."

Peng Yan called him, but An Zhenyuan's ears were buzzing and he didn't hear it.So he tugged at the corner of his clothes, An Zhenyuan felt it and turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

"Don't you have a stomach problem?" Peng Yan let go of his hand and said.

An Zhenyuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, the corners of his eyes curled up, "Peng Yan, don't worry about me anymore!"

"You can think so," Peng Yan waved his hand, pointing to the cubicle that An Zhenyuan used just now, "Look at yourself, what can you do?"

An Zhenyuan leaned against the sink, but smiled and said nothing, Peng Yan felt embarrassed for a moment, blushed a little, patted his thigh with his hands like a penguin, turned and left.

An Zhenyuan grabbed Peng Yan's wrist, pressed it against the wall, and stretched his arms to the sides.

Peng Yan was shocked, he opened his eyes wide and looked at An Zhenyuan, his mind went blank for a moment, the smell of alcohol from the other party's mouth sprayed hotly on his face, touching him was only a short distance away.

The two sides kept silent for a few seconds. An Zhenyuan's eyes were full of longing. He looked at Peng Yan's eyes, nose, and finally his eyes fell on his rosy lips, and he slowly approached with lowered eyes.

Peng Yan's heart was beating "thump-thump", as if he could jump out, his whole body was petrified, I don't know whether it was shock or anticipation.

"Hey, Director An, you can't come out, I'm waiting for you to drink." Colleagues started yelling from outside the bathroom, so that the two of them woke up immediately, Peng Yan pushed An Zhenyuan away and hid in the toilet cubicle first, and was about to When closing the door, I saw An Zhenyuan's happy smile.

After a while, An Zhenyuan was escorted back by someone. Peng Yan opened the door and took a look. He took a deep breath, sat on the toilet and rubbed his face. Although he pursed his lips, he seemed unable to hold back. want to laugh.

"Damn, it's evil." Peng Yan lit a cigarette and smoked quietly.

When they went back, Peng Yan was driving the car, and An Zhenyuan was lying on his back on the co-pilot, his eyes squinted and the corners of his mouth hooked.

"Where do you live?" Peng Yan asked.

"Alocasia."

Peng Yan turned his head to look at An Zhenyuan, "Yo, I didn't see that, you are still a kid from a rich family."

"Well," An Zhenyuan raised his hand and squeezed his temple, "My father went to a training camp, and I will live there temporarily to accompany my father. He is not in good health."

Peng Yan was confused, "What?"

An Zhenyuan smiled and explained: "I am an orphan without a mother. I was adopted by a pair of comrades."

"Oh, that's it." Peng Yan was a little surprised, firstly because of his background, but because of his parents, then he pouted his lips, thinking, so he has quite a background in the environment.

"Don't you remember me?" An Zhenyuan turned his head and looked at Peng Yan with burning eyes.

Peng Yan glanced at him, this is the second time An Zhenyuan asked this question, "Have we met before?"

"You don't have a good memory," An Zhenyuan sighed, propping his chin with his hands, and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm so mad."

Peng Yan smiled. He wanted to explain that he had a high fever during the college entrance examination and forgot some memories, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary, because this plot was too bloody, and who can guarantee that there is no such person as An Zhenyuan in that memory? Well, besides, he'd better talk less, drunkards are generally fat, in case the scene in the bathroom comes again...

The car turned into the gate of "Calamosa Villa", and Peng Yan asked, "Which one?"

"Songyuan, go forward and turn left."

The car turned a corner and arrived at the gate of An Zhenyuan's house. Peng Yan turned off the engine and put it in gear, and said, "Let's go, I'll see you in."

An Zhenyuan didn't move, and suddenly took Peng Yan's hand holding the car keys.

Peng Yan was amused, "Are you really tall?"

An Zhenyuan's eyes were a little injured, and he looked pitifully like a lost elk. He said quietly: "You really don't remember me? I'm Xiaoshan, that orphanage's Xiaoshan?"

Peng Yan blinked, the name went through his mind once, he laughed dryly and said, "Director, isn't Xiaoshan your QQ nickname?"

"..." An Zhenyuan restrained his expectant expression, his eyes were a little cold, "This joke is not funny at all."

Peng Yan: "..."

"You really don't remember?"

Peng Yan wanted to cry, thinking to the director, are you drunk?Let's go home and rest, shall we?

An Zhenyuan couldn't wait for the other party's answer, he was a little impatient, a little sad, and more angry, so he hooked Peng Yan's neck hard, and burned a shallow kiss on his mouth, just like when he kissed himself when he was a child like that.

"So? Do you remember?" An Zhenyuan asked expectantly: "Do you remember who I am?"