Man, you're my man (Zhanyi)

Chapter 14

Yibo's eyes were sore. He felt painful in his throat and heart even when taking a breath. He had tried hard to control his trembling hands and changed several channels in a row. But Zhan and yuning were on every channel. They stood together with their arm in arm under the spotlight, smiled and talked confidently. They were a perfect match. Yibo still had no courage to see it through to the end. He stood up and turned off all the electronic products in the house that would make a sound

Then he hugged himself tightly and curled up in the dark, empty corner of the room. That afternoon, he was having a hard time. It was after ten o'clock in the evening when Zhan came back. These days he had been busy with people from all walks of life and would always come back at this time, with a strong smell of alcohol and perfume. As soon as he entered the door, he would go straight to the bathroom. Yibo prepared dinner when Zhan took a bath, then they sat down at tge table and began to eat in silence

Although they were sitting face to face, it seemed that there was an invisible wall between them so that neither of them spoke, it even made eye contact. Until yibo stood up and was about to clean up the dishes, Zhan Suddenly spoke with cautiousness in his voice "xiaoyi, have you been at home all day?"

"Yes"
"Did you go out?"
"No"
"Have you watched TV?"
"No"
"Your cell..." Zhan actually wanted to ask yibo if he had checked his cell phone, but he was afraid that such a question would make yibo suspicious, so he asked indirectly "I called you this afternoon, why didn't you answer it?" Yibo raised his head slowly and looked at Zhan with a calm but confused look, "did you? I might have been sleeping. I feel sleepy in these two days and I'm not sober. What's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing" Zhan suddenly stoop up. Before his eyes turned red, he reached out to drag yibo into his arms and held yibo's waist tightly. Zhan's voice was soft but trembled "I'm sorry, I have a lot of things to do these days. After dealing with these things, I'll take you out to relax, OK?"
"OK, Xiao Zhan" Zhan suddenly hug was like god's grace, pulling him out of the overwhelming pain and jealousy. Yibo slowly reached out and put his arms around zhan's neck "can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead. You can ask anything"
"Who....is Song Yuning ?" When yibo said this name, he obviously felt zhan's body seem to go stiff for a while. But he heard zhan's casual answer "she is a temporary supervisor appointed by the company's shareholders to come and help me to deal with the leak"
"Oh I see" yibo bit tge tip of his tongue to prevent himself from crying, turned his head slowly, and buried his face in zhan's arms. He held back all his sobs and grievances in his throat and swallowed them with all his strength. Then he loosened his hands, turned around and carried the dishes into the kitchen to clean them up

When washing the dishes, yibo deliberately took off the ring and put it in his pocket as if it was a treasure. Then he turned on the tap and washed the dishes. After the cleaning, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands three times with hand sanitizer before putting the ring back on his finger. When he was in college, yibo discovered that Zhan was a spoiled rich boy and didn't like things stained with oil. He had got a serious mysophobia

One year's, it was snowing in the cold winter. Zhan would rather risk a high fever then wear a down jacket with a bit of oil stains on it, which make yibo so angry that he really wanted to beat zhan. But in the end, yibo still took off his cotton coat and gave it to Zhan. Then Zhan held yibo in his arms and they wrapped themselves in the same cotton coat and sneaked back to school. Now thinking about it. Yibo thought that the snow didn't seem so cold then

At the corner next to the washbasin, yibo saw a high-quality suit Zhan had thrown once again. The plastic bag was not tied tightly and the neckline of the suit came out. At first, yibo was stunned. Then he involuntarily bent down, picked up the garbage bag, and pulled the neckline out. A bright lipstick mark was exposed and there was still a faint fragrance on it. Even if it was mixed with the smell of alcohol, it still smelled good, not dirty at all