The Wine of Secret Love Chapter 1

It has been raining heavily for several days in a row in the capital, making the whole city feel dejected. The dark clouds are like an overturned pot, pushing the sky very low, making it heavy and dull. The congested cars are like slow earthworms, moving in and out bit by bit. Squirming forward.

After working overtime for several days in a row, he was still stuck in a small car with the heater blowing on. He was already dizzy and swollen for some reason. The traffic jam made him upset. While he was moving forward like a turtle, he was still communicating with his subordinates about the case on his mobile phone. A few close calls. It was almost ten o'clock when he got home. In just a few seconds from opening the car door to opening the umbrella, he was drenched all over because of the heavy rain. In late autumn, the raindrops hitting the skin are like ice particles.

When he went upstairs, even his footsteps were full of tiredness.

The key opened the keyhole after just one turn. Why did it suddenly wake up?

Through the door panel, there seemed to be the sound of a game console.

he came.

At that moment, the heavy work and the fatigue of overtime were like raindrops that fell on the ground and were smashed into several petals. They melted into the water and disappeared. In his mind, he seemed to see the breeze surrounding the moon and the flowers blooming. This sounded very strange. It's an exaggeration, but when he knew that he could see that person when he opened the door, the joy was transformed into a warm current, as the blood traveled through the limbs and bones, and then returned to the heart, so warm and beautiful.

He He leaned against the wall and took a few deep breaths with his eyes closed, trying to cheer himself up. Then, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the front camera. The mobile phone reflected a gentle and upright face. He smoothed down his hair that was soaked by the rain. His face, which could be called handsome at first, was so wet due to the rain. The soft scalp, coupled with the thick dark circles under the eyes and the tired eyes, also looked a bit embarrassed. He sighed, he was born like this, what's the use of trying to save someone, so he stopped making useless efforts and pushed the door open and went in.

There are no lights in the room, and the backlight from the LCD TV is the only light source in the room. A man hidden in the darkness is sitting on the sofa, holding a game controller and focusing on the screen, with two ridiculously long legs. Placed on the coffee table.

The man didn't even look at him, and pressed the buttons with his slender fingers.

"You're here, why don't you turn on the light." He He said and was about to turn on the light.

"Don't open, there's no atmosphere." The man said without looking back.

He He glanced at the screen. It turned out that he was playing a zombie game. The policewoman in hot pants on the screen was searching for zombies in a dilapidated factory. The atmosphere was weird and tense.

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

The man didn't answer, his attention was entirely on the game.

He He put down his briefcase, took off his wet windbreaker and hung it up. He went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and changed into home clothes. After coming out, he went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and walked to the sofa.

The glass was placed on the coffee table with a clatter. The man finally turned his head slightly and glanced at Bryce He. In the darkness, those pair of deep eyes were dark and bright. A casual and meaningless look contained amorous feelings. For some reason, I felt my heart tremble.

It’s been more than a month since I last saw him. He looked at the person in front of him and thought to himself. Although, he can be seen on TV and online from time to time.

The man was concentrating on playing the game and didn't say anything for some reason. He just stayed with him quietly. Unfortunately, not long after, the S3xy policewoman in hot pants was bitten to death by a zombie. The man threw the game controller away and said, "Fcuk" There was a sound.

"In a bad mood?" He He said softly.

"I'm so busy that my feet don't even touch the floor. I'm so bored."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"I don't want to eat it. Your TV screen is too small. It's really not enjoyable to watch. The game should be updated."

"Oh... let me make you something. You should be hungry tonight."

"If you don't want to eat, turn on the light." The man commanded.

Why did you go over and turn on the light?

The man covered his eyes with his hands and adjusted to the light, then shook his head and put down his hands. It was a face that would make people breathless. The facial features had a three-dimensional look unique to Caucasians, but because three-quarters of them were of oriental descent, there was a hint of femininity in the lines carved by a knife. , his eyes are like a sea of   ink, the bridge of his nose is like a dangerous peak, and the corners of his mouth are naturally upturned, seeming to be smiling but not smiling. Such a face is simply a masterpiece of the Creator. His pure black turtleneck sweater made his skin extremely white and smooth, and his half-length curly hair was casually pushed back. It was obviously a completely ascetic outfit, but his lazy and casual eyes revealed a bit of enchantment. Extraordinarily handsome, with an indescribable sense of S3x and danger.

"Ju Han, have you lost weight?" Bryce He's eyes fell on Gideon, and he was usually unwilling to look away. His career was at its peak, and the time he could see him in person was getting less and less. Every minute he passed by. It shouldn't be wasted.

"Maybe." Gideon picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then leaned back on the back of the sofa, his head tilted back, his Adam's apple exposed from the turtleneck sweater, sliding up and down.

Why felt his heart tremble again, and he said: "If you are tired, just take a shower and go to bed."

Gideon turned to look at him, chuckled, and said jokingly: "You don't think I came all the way here just to sleep at your place, do you? Then why don't I sleep at my own home, why don't I sleep at Five Stars."

He He looked at him blankly. He knew that Gideon came here for nothing more than to make love. Over the years, the relationship between the two of them had been nothing but love. He just had some expectations, hoping that Gideon was just tired and just came to him to calm down.

Gideon groaned: "Why are you still so bored? Come on, come on." Someone who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable should have taken the initiative to point it out.

Bryce He walked over, and Gideon tugged on his arm and pulled him on top of him. Bryce He's 1.8-meter body pressed against Gideon's body, which was really heavy. Gideon snorted softly and stretched out his hand - In his home clothes: "Let me touch--feel if you have gained weight."

"should not."

Gideon touched his abdomen to his lower back. The muscles under his hands were still flexible and firm. He said "hmm" with satisfaction: "Sit in the office all day long. Remember to exercise more. If you get fat, you will look ugly. You know." Gideon provoked him. He touched his chin and K!ssed him: "How long have we not seen each other? I still miss you."

"39 days." Why say.

Gideon smiled: "I remember you so clearly, you are worthy of being an engineer." He turned over and pressed Bryce He on the sofa: "Why is your hair so wet?"

"It's raining outside." I just realized...

"Working overtime until now?"

"Um."

"I told you to resign. I'll give you money, and you can open a cafe, restaurant, or do something casual. It's relaxing and comfortable. Why go to the workplace all day long to see people's faces? Is it easy to get along with state-owned enterprises?"

"I won't do anything else." He said.

"I knew you would say that." He lowered his head and lightly bit Hei Yi's chin, and then started to pull on his clothes.

Why so cooperative.

Gideon seemed very impatient today. When he was in a good mood, he liked to do some foreplay, but when he was in a bad mood, he would go on a rampage and simply vent. Today was the latter.

Why did he frown in pain and bit his lip without making a sound.

Gideon took a long breath of satisfaction and said, "Why, it's better for you."

Bryce He looked at him in confusion, looking at his poppy-like addictive face, his body was shaking, and the blush slowly climbed onto Bryce He's skin. After so many years, he still couldn't adapt to Song Juhanye's beast-like physical strength, but if he couldn't adapt, he couldn't adapt. At least he was used to it, at least he could endure it.

Gideon complained to him more than once that he was not happy with others. Without him being so cooperative, this was probably the reason why the two of them could maintain their relationship until now. Otherwise, there were as many handsome men and beautiful women around Gideon, and he wouldn't be able to get his turn. Come and sleep.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he was already a little confused. Suddenly he felt that Gideon came out, directly inside his body...

This is also one of Gideon's hobbies.

Gideon lay on top of him panting. It was the most difficult time in the capital, because the weather was already very cold and the heating had not started yet, but the hot temperature of their bodies drove away the chill of late autumn.

It took a full five or six minutes for Bryce He's eyes to go from being distracted to focused. He moved and felt quite uncomfortable.

Gideon hugged his waist, buried his head in his neck, and said lazily: "Don't move, let me lie down for a while."

"I want to clean it up." He He paused and added, "Don't stay in there next time."

Gideon pinched his chest and said, "Let me feel better. I dare not wear a C*nd0m unless I'm with you." His tone was coquettish, but his words were like gifts.

Why didn't say anything? He said it more than once - actually three times. Since it was of no use, he decided not to say it again in the future.

Gideon joked: "Isn't this good? Moisturize it."

Why did you turn your face away? Your ears were red with embarrassment.

"Your place is still so tight. Do you take care of it regularly?"

Why don't you speak.

Gideon chuckled: "That's right, you don't understand these things at all."

Why just put his face towards the sofa, trying to relieve some shame.

Gideon looked at Bryce He's red neck and felt very good. He stood up and pulled Bryce He up: "Let's take a bath with you."

Why's legs were a little weak, so he was carried into the bathroom by Gideon. As soon as the shower was turned on, Gideon turned his back and pressed him against the wall. His tall body covered him, and he couldn't help but set off another round of conquest...

By the time Gideon finished his troubles, it was already midnight. After cleaning up, Bryce He lay on the bed, his tired fingers too lazy to move.

Gideon was lying next to him, breathing evenly and already asleep.

Why use the moonlight to carefully examine Gideon's profile? The feeling in my heart is indescribable. As he watched, Gideon's face seemed to be regressing in age minute by minute, gradually returning to the appearance of a teenager, and his memory unconsciously returned to his senior year in high school.

At that time, he was a nerdy academic who was preparing for the college entrance examination. Gideon was the school idol who became popular in the school just after entering high school. He was tall, could play basketball, was proficient in several musical instruments, and was the wife of an entertainment media company with a market value of tens of billions. - Zi, when she couldn't speak, she often appeared in various media like a big star. She had half a foot in the entertainment industry. Most importantly, she was very good-looking.

He is gay. He knew it when he was in junior high school, so he likes to look at good-looking boys. Of course, he only dares to look at them secretly.

The two of them would not have had any intersection at first, but they happened to be dragged together by their teacher to participate in a campus environmental protection publicity event. The propaganda method was very simple and crude, that is, a series of foreign videos were played in schools. Gideon's role was to sing the theme song live in both Chinese and English, and his role was to translate the lyrics of the song.

So, for one afternoon, he and Gideon sat in the teacher's office, translating lyrics into a notebook. He has no musical ability, but Gideon has already written many songs and released his own album. Gideon has very high requirements for the lyrics. It is not just a simple translation, but also conveys the artistic conception and rhyme. After looking through it all afternoon, he found that Gideon's English was much better than him. When he asked, he found that he had a foreign tutor since he was a child, and he would go to the best schools abroad to attend classes during several summer vacations.

He was ashamed and felt that it was completely unnecessary for the teacher to ask him to come.

He still remembered that after the translation, Gideon smiled at him: "Okay, I'm leaving."

It would not be an exaggeration to say that that smile had the charm of blooming flowers. At that time, he felt as if his heart had been punched hard, it didn't hurt, it was sore and numb, as if something terrible had been injected into it. He remembers saying nervously: "Sorry, I can't help much..."

"Well, you still helped." Gideon unplugged the USB flash drive and picked up his schoolbag. The young man's skin reflected a soft and moving luster under the setting sun, and his bright eyes were like a galaxy that had been crushed, bit by bit. It drips into people's hearts: "It's rare to meet someone who doesn't talk much when I'm with you, so pure."

He couldn't tell whether Gideon was really praising him or mocking him. He only remembered that he kept looking at Gideon's back until he disappeared.

Later, the charity event was very successful. The students probably didn't care much about the content itself, but were obsessed with Gideon's performance. After the performance, Gideon gracefully invited the teachers, publicity and staff who planned the event to the stage. Of course, , including him, Gideon put his arm around his shoulders who was standing next to him and said some words.

At that time, he only had two thoughts in his mind. First, Gideon was so precocious and good at talking; second, Gideon called his name; third, Gideon's hands were so hot that his whole body was heated.

His face must have been very red.

After that, they didn't have any interactions for a long time. He still searched for Gideon in the huge campus and watched secretly once he found him.

It wasn't until the day they returned to school after the college entrance examination that the two accidentally bumped into each other in the empty men's room.

He mustered up the courage to say hello to Gideon. Gideon looked at him for a while, then said "Oh" as if he just remembered who he was.

He was disappointed.

Gideon asked him casually: "You are a senior in high school, how was your exam?"

"Well enough."

Gideon whistled, zipped up his zipper, and looked up, only to meet his peeking eyes.

He can still remember the embarrassment and embarrassment at that moment, as if he had been caught red-handed as a thief.

Gideon's face changed slightly, he glanced at the zipper he had not had time to close and his reaction to the accidental exposure, and said a sentence that he still clearly remembers the tone of: "Are you gay?" The ending sound was raised, full of surprise and frivolity.

He was stunned. The deeply hidden secret was easily revealed. The shame was indescribable.

At that time, homoS3xuality was not as widely accepted as it is now, and most people were still sneaky like thieves. However, Gideon had been exposed to the entertainment industry since he was a child, and he matured much earlier than his peers in this regard.

Gideon chuckled lightly, his laughter full of ridicule, and then left.

Why do you still remember that afternoon when he hid in the toilet for a long time and did not dare to go out? That afternoon when he was supposed to relax after the college entrance examination, he felt heart-wrenching and uncomfortable.