It was an intimate and gentle night. Jin Fubai didn't meet his needs eagerly. The gentleness of his Xiangyu was almost like a treasure in the palm of his hand, full of patience.
After unilaterally pleasing, Xiang Yu took a bath and leaned against the bathroom door, and asked hesitantly, "...What about you? Do you want me to help?"
Her skin was a healthy pink from the hot water, and the steam from the bathroom slipped out of the door and lingered around her.
Jin Fu Baisong was wearing a nightgown loosely and without straps, and was drinking a bottle of iced mineral water: "What can I do for you?"
"... I checked it with my phone just now, and it doesn't seem to be difficult."
Jin Fubai smiled. He rarely had such a relaxed expression. Compared with the usual smile, it seemed that there was a layer of happiness between his eyebrows and eyes.
He kissed her earlobe with his cold lips and pushed her waist: "Go to bed, I'll take a shower."
Xiang Yu took half a step forward with his strength, and turned his head uneasy: "I really don't need me to help you?"
"Need not."
When Jin Fubai took a bath, Xiang Yu couldn't hold back his sleepiness, he couldn't open his eyelids, he closed his eyes and was pulled into Shen Xiang's embrace.
She rubbed in his arms and asked vaguely, "Have you smoked?"
"If you can't do it, you won't be allowed to smoke afterward?"
He seemed to laugh and joke like this, but Xiang Yu was so sleepy that he fell into a dream in the next second.
She thought she would sleep peacefully on such a warm night, clinging to his warm chest, but when she was about to get up, she dreamed of what Tang Yuchi said while sitting in a nightclub—
"I heard he used to..."
What was it before
Xiang Yu twisted uncomfortably, feeling someone tap her back, she opened her eyes in the dim morning light, and saw Jin's pale face.
He touched the center of her forehead with his index finger and said, "What dream did you have that your brows are frowning?"
Xiang Yu shook his head and lied that he didn't remember.
Jin Fubai asked her if she wanted to go to work today, and she nodded absently.
"Then get up, I'll order breakfast and take you to work."
Xiang Yu put on his nightgown and sat on the bed in a daze.
When Tang Yuchi said that sentence, she had easily changed the subject and made up her mind not to ask Jin Fubai's past.
Now the more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel.
Maybe it was because she was extraordinarily silent this morning. When she got out of the car in the white mist in the morning, Jin Fubai helped her open the car door and wrapped his cashmere scarf around her neck, with a tone of soothing and joking: "Don't want to work overtime? Why don't I buy your company and you become the boss."
Xiang Yu was in deep thought and didn't raise his head, but Jin Fubai opened the joke in a good mood: "Or do you want to be the boss's wife more?"
Under the gaze of his warm eyes, Xiang Yu finally recovered, smiled and shook his head: "It's just been busy these few days, don't spend so much money."
He misunderstood the original sound of her silence, and she didn't explain it.
"A little money."
"Little money is money!"
Xiang Yu glared at him, walked away around his scarf, went downstairs, and looked back to see Jin Fubai smoking against the car.
In the smoky winter morning, he smiled and looked at her.
Xiang Yu waved his hand before turning around again and walking into the company building.
The diamond earrings were stained with the cold air, and it was icy cold, like the touch of his cold lips kissing her earlobe when he drank the ice last night.
In this sudden unease, Xiang Yu was not dissatisfied with Jin Fubai, but herself.
Jin Fubai hasn't changed from beginning to end. He even fascinates her more than she imagined, and he is more gentle and considerate.
Her unease stemmed from the fact that she wanted more.
These unease didn't last long. After all, it was the end of the year. Xiang Yu was still being pressured by the small broken company to work overtime every day, and he even had very little time to meet with Jin Fubai.
The company she works for is a magazine. In 2012, the print media was actually going downhill. Even the teachers in the journalism school said that the print media would be exhausted, but it is strange that this small and broken company is really busy by the end of the year. , perhaps because of understaffing.
It's not too tiring, and what Xiang Yu does is not work that requires brains.
One day, when she was squatting in the printing room to replace the ink cartridges for the company's printer, the company's boss suddenly appeared behind her.
The boss is a young man, about 2 or 3 years older than Xiang Yu, who speaks very little.
He handed the ink cartridge to Xiang Yu: "It's been a long time, what are your expectations for the year-end bonus besides the bonus?"
Xiang Tao didn't even lift it: "Yes, I want to be a full-time salted fish."
The boss laughed: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve."
Xiang Yuyou sighed: "Then give me more money, I can't work hard without making money."
In fact, sometimes she thinks, it's okay to be busy like this.
Counting the numbers, the last time I saw Jin Fubai was a week ago. Maybe she won't become so greedy if she doesn't contact each other slowly, she only maintains the initial fascination and bottom-line liking, and when she gets tired of each other, she will break up.
But such an idea is really naive, and Jin Fubai doesn't give her such a chance.
Whether it was intentional or not, he was always tempting.
With a salty fish character like Xiang Yu, the first thing she got tired of was work. She looked at the piles of documents to be copied and printed one afternoon, and suddenly became irritable.
It was also on this day that she returned to the front desk holding a pile of copied documents, and the courier boy in a heavy down jacket was waiting at the front desk.
"I have your courier, collect it from Taro." The courier put down the courier and left in a hurry.
She doesn't seem to be buying anything online recently
The express box was only the size of a palm, and Xiang Yu opened it suspiciously. Inside the black velvet box lay a finely crafted mini telescope, which was a retro dark copper color.
When Xiang Yu got the telescope, the phone rang, and Jin Fubai said on the phone, "Xiang Yu, look across from you."
Xiang Yu's company only occupies one-third of the first floor of this office building. Probably because of the rent issue, the company's location is not good. Except for the boss's office and conference room, other rooms have no windows.
In this boring day full of work, she needed a little surprise so much, she held the phone and ran to the boss's office, knocked on the door and probed: "Can I borrow the window?"
The boss nodded and agreed, leaving the office to the employee who had two jobs but aspired to be a salted fish, and withdrew.
Like a high school student, Xiang Yu ran in with bright eyes, raised the binoculars and looked across.
She lowered her voice and asked the person on the phone, "What do you want me to see?"
"The glass office building opposite your company is on the same floor as you."
Xiang Yu looked over and saw Jin Fubai standing in the clear floor-to-ceiling window on the 7th floor opposite.
Jin Fubai was wearing a new white sweater from a big brand in winter, standing by the window, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding the telescope, smiling at Xiang Yu.
There was nothing but a desk, a chair, and nothing else beside him.
At first Xiang Yu thought he had friends in a company opposite, but the more he looked, the more wrong he became.
How can there be a company like that? Table facing out the window
Jin Fubai was on the phone with a casual tone: "I want to see you, but you always work overtime, so I have to buy the opposite floor and come to see you often."
In fact, when she recalled that moment many years later, she still felt that it was a rare and precious moment in her life.
They were in different office buildings, separated by thick glass windows and across a busy street, smiling at each other.
There was a little snow that day, and it melted when it hit the ground. There was a bit of a damp smell on the street. Xiang Yu pressed the palm of his hand against the cold glass and looked at it for ten thousand years.
At that moment, she suddenly wanted to kiss him.
This was the first time someone bought a commercial office building just because they wanted to see her.
Jin Fubai is like a cloud, you know that he is floating, and you know that he will not only stay in the sky above your head.
But all of his random shapes fascinate you, and it's a pain in the ass.
For his surprise, Xiang Yu stayed with Jin Fubai for the next week.
After working overtime, she would also follow him to eat supper, or go to Li Hua's place at night to sit, and on weekends, she would drive with him to the countryside to play, but she would not spend the night with Jin Fubai in the hotel.
Overtime has become less boring.
At least occasionally, I picked up the binoculars and looked at Taro, and I could see a bright red rose or other flowers in the vase on the opposite desk.
In fact, I also know that the flowers are not necessarily inserted by him.
But still enjoyable.
December 21 is the day the Mayans predicted the end of the world.
In retrospect, that day was a bit like a carnival night. It was rumored on the Internet that 11:11 in the night was the time when the apocalypse was coming. The streets were so lively that it seemed like Christmas was ahead of schedule. Under the guise of "do", do things that you usually want to do but don't have the guts to do.
Xiang Yu worked overtime as usual that day. After work, she brushed her scarf and walked outside the office building of Moments. She even thought: Wouldn't someone cheat on such a day
After thinking about it, he raised his eyes and saw Jin Fubai standing beside the car.
He probably stood for a while and smoked more than one cigarette, and the fingers between the cigarettes were a little red from the night wind.
Jin Fubai opened his arms, ran towards Yu and hugged him: "Why are you here?"
"Don't say it's the end of the world? Come to accompany you."
For no reason, Xiang Yu suddenly had a sour nose.
He really is the most considerate lover in the world.
"What are the red eyes? Are you really scared?"
He thought that what she was afraid of was the end of the world, but in fact, what Xiang Yu was more afraid of was his meticulous tenderness to her.
She was afraid that one day she would be reluctant to leave.
I ate dinner at Li Yu's hotel. After dinner, Xiang Yu naturally stayed with Jin Fubai.
The heating in the hotel is a bit excessive, the room is hot like summer, the sky outside the window is gray, and there is a layer of smog.
Xiang Yu lay at the window and watched for a long time, and the cold air from the window blew in through the open window, flicking the nightgown on her body.
Jin Fubai dragged the man into his arms and closed the window.
"I don't have a long memory, didn't the doctor tell you to keep warm?"
"It's almost 11 o'clock, what shall we do?"
He smiled a little differently, and deliberately put emphasis on the first word: "Do-what?"
Xiang Yu hit him lightly.
It was very strange that day, no one really wanted to go to bed, like a pure couple, just sitting together and picking movies.
It's a Korean movie, picked by Xiang Yu, Jin Fubai looked at his phone and occasionally glanced at it.
Halfway through the movie, the heroine died unexpectedly, and the heroine burst into tears.
Xiang Yu was a little emotional, leaning against Jin Fubai's arms with red eyes, sniffing: "If my boyfriend dies, I'll cry like this too."
Jin Fubai kissed her a little funny: "what do you say? Don't expect me to order it?"
"You're not my boyfriend." She said without thinking, still staring at the TV screen.
After saying this, the two of them were silent at the same time.
It was already 11:11, and the end of the world had not yet come. Jin Fubai brushed off a little wet mark from the corner of her eye with the back of her finger and said nothing.