Close to You

Lorraine Yuan covered half of his face, almost curled up on the sofa in the hotel lobby. He suspected that he was really drunk, otherwise, when he was half asleep, why could he hear Yu Han asking him on the phone, where are you?

He asked in a nasal voice, "Are you coming to see me?"

Yu Han: "Where?"

Sit tight.

He couldn't help getting up from the lobby and trotting all the way to the convenience store next to the hotel. Buy lemonade, chewing gum to hangover.

Cheeks were slapped hot, he turned back to the lobby and sat on the original sofa, with his waist straight and his neck stretched out, like a goose looking forward to spring, flapping its wings from time to time .

Lorraine uneasily followed his slightly wrinkled clothes over and over again, staring at the pedestrians coming and going at the gate.

The hotel is a revolving door, every time the glass door is pushed to turn, he has to look to see if the face that is exposed is the one he expects.

It wasn't until he waited for a long time that he began to suspect that he didn't make a phone call. Everything was just an illusion, a dream that he missed too much and made up.

I wanted to confirm again, but found that the phone was out of power and the screen was already black.

He held the phone and leaned back on the sofa sullenly, the chewing gum in his mouth had long lost its sweetness, the phone had been dropped many times, and the edge of the tempered film was pitted, and it hurt when buckled in the palm of his hand.

It really was a dream, the lemonade bottle rolled from her body to the carpet, Lorraine was far from having the strength to pick it up, and lay listlessly on the armrest of the sofa, gradually turning into a pool of stagnant water.

The alcohol makes him sleepy, he thinks he's not sleeping, the actual reality and the dream are intertwined, dragging him down.

He dreamed again that Luo Ting rushed into the ward with scarlet eyes, holding his shoulders tightly and looking at his face terrifyingly.

Lorraine Yuan broke out in a cold sweat in the dream. He seemed to know what was going to happen next, but self-protection turned the world in his dream into a silent black and white silent film.

He watched Luo Ting's mouth open and closed, and Lin Shu pushed open the door, screaming at Luo Ting as if he had been hit against the scales.

Luo Ting was like an angry lion, pushing Lorraine away and rushing towards Lin Shu.

He was still infusion, and the needle shifted, puncturing the thin and bruised skin on the back of his hand. Blood dripped down his fingers, Lin Shu was slapped by Luo Ting, the woman staggered back, hit the door, and fell to the ground.

The instinct to protect her mother caused Luo Linyuan to pull off the infusion needle and rushed to Lin Shu, with her arms stretched out, she guarded Lin Shu behind him in fear and resisted Luo Lin. Ting.

Luo Ting spoke angrily. It was still a black and white silent film. He couldn't hear anything, but gradually, it was as if a needle had pierced the invisible wall in the air. When it sounded, he heard Luo Ting shouting his name, one after another, Luo Lin Yuan! Lorraine is far away!

Lorraine Yuan abruptly opened his eyes, his face was still terrified, and he stared at the person in front of him with a tense expression.

Yu Han was touched by his expression, and unconsciously used a soothing tone: "Have a nightmare?"

Lorraine was still stunned, and did not recover from the dream. Yu Han held his hand, his palm was hot. It was only later that he discovered that his own fingers were too cold.

Yu Han sat up, his forehead was soaked with sweat, his eyebrows were drooping, his eyelids were reddish, and his lips were pale.

Lorraine took a long time to recover. He wanted to smile and say it was all right, but the corners of his lips couldn't be raised.

He moved his fingers in Yu Han's palm a few times, and Yu Han quickly released him just like he was awake.

The hand lost the strength to be held and fell on the knee. Lorraine lowered his eyelids and looked at his hand, and his mood was even worse.

Yu Han sniffed the faint smell of alcohol in the air: "You have been drinking."

Lorraine was far from speaking, passed Yu Han, and leaned over to pick up the lemonade on the ground.

But he had no strength and almost fell to the ground. Yu Han thought he was completely drunk, put his arms around his waist, picked him up, pressed him on the sofa, frowned: "Don't verb: move."

He picked up the lemonade Lorraine wanted: "This is yours?"

Lorraine Yuan hummed, without strength, took the water and twisted it open and took a sip. His throat was thirsty, burning like fire, sore and tight.

Drinking too quickly, most of the water spilled out and landed on his neck and collarbone, sticky.

Luo Linyuan held water in one hand and his soaked clothes in the other, and looked at Yu Han at a loss: "What should I do?"

He looked innocent, his lips were rosy, and water droplets continued to drip down the sliding Adam's apple.

Yu Han looked at him, from his chin all the way to the neck, and down, his eyes were like substance, as if penetrating through clothes and seeing inside.

Han Zhui's words appeared out of time in Luo Linyuan's mind, man, there's nothing that can't be solved with one shot.

Yu Han said to him, "Wait a minute."

After saying that, Yu Han got up and walked to the front desk of the hotel, opened the room to get the card, and then turned back to the sluggish Lorraine Yuan: "Let's go."

Really? Not kidding? He hasn't bought sunflowers yet?

Is it so straightforward?

Lorraine is far from being unmoved, but she is definitely not happy.

The words are not clear, the feelings are not in place, so go to bed first. There was always a bad feeling, a bit of a spoiled taste, which he didn't like.

But if Yu Han wanted to do it with him, he would not refuse. He was too much like touching the person in front of him.

They walked one after the other, he looked behind at Yu Han's back, broad shoulders, shriveled waist, watched the man's unhurried pace, and finally stopped.

Lorraine stopped, not understanding what happened. Yu Han turned his face sideways and said helplessly: "What have you been doing behind, come here."

Lorraine walked over recklessly like a stunned young man who got the permission of his sweetheart. And because of drinking, his body was not very stable, and he almost fell. Yu Han grabbed his arm, and Luo Linyuan grabbed the opponent's hand.

The two held hands, Lorraine deliberately did not let go, he was drunk anyway.

It is unreasonable to talk to a drunk person. He held Yu Han's hand tightly, for fear of being thrown away.

Yu Han did not throw him away, but glanced at him, held him tightly with his backhand, and pulled him into the elevator.

The room was on the 23rd floor. During the long ascent, Yu Han took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

Lorraine's hands gradually sweated, and his fingers were stiff. He held his breath as he watched the reflection of the elevator, the light of the mobile phone was bright and dark on Yu Han's face.

Yu Han raised his eyes, their eyes met, Lorraine Yuan twisted his head like a thief with a guilty conscience.

Ding, the floor is here. Yu Han took him out, room number 2304, swiped his card to enter the room, Yu Han backhanded and closed the door: "Go and wash."

What kind of declaration is this, how can Yu Han be so skilled.

The back of Luo Linyuan's hand was loosened, and he stood on the spot with an uneasy expression on his face.

Yu Han asked again: "Don't you wash it?" He was a squeamish bag who would cry when he was a little dirty.

Lorraine had no choice but to enter the bathroom. The bathroom design of the hotel is generally transparent. Next to the bathtub is a glass window that cannot block anything. And the curtains that block, depend on whether people outside the bathroom want to put them down.

This design is too ambiguous and full of suggestiveness, which makes Lorraine at the moment unable to make up his mind.

As soon as she gritted her teeth and wanted to take it off, she saw Yu Han coming over and quickly lowered the curtain without hesitation.

Lorraine Yuan: "…"

After taking a bath in his thoughts, Lorraine Yuan prepared himself unskillfully.

He wiped the water off the mirror gloomily and looked back and forth. Fortunately, the figure has been maintained well these years. It seems that it is no different from the previous year, so it should be regarded as a charming body.

Lorraine Yuan held the door handle, cheering herself up, and going out naked. As soon as the door was opened, the bag hanging on the door hit his leg due to inertia, and the sharp edge stabbed him a little bit.

Inexplicably, he picked up the bag and opened it, which contained underwear and a disposable bath towel.

Yu Han's voice sounded from not far away: "I bought you clothes and sent them to dry cleaning, and they will be delivered soon."

Lorraine Yuan closed the door, feeling complicated, these actions are very considerate, just like in the past. If it's not dating, but love.

He put on his underwear, wrapped in a bath towel and went out.

Yu Han was sitting on the sofa, talking on the phone. It sounded like a business, but I only had time to take a look at him, and then quickly looked away.

Lorraine Yuan rubbed her half-dried hair and sat down on the bed. Yu Han got up with the phone in his mouth, and while talking, he put a piece of clothing on Luo Linyuan's leg that was sticking out from the bath towel, and took the time to say to him, "Mine, make do with it."

It was a dark blue shirt, satin fabric, cold and silky to the touch, and there was an unpicked metal cuff on the cuff, which was stained with a faint perfume.

It is a men's fragrance, and his Yu Han has grown into a mature and attractive man.

Luo Linyuan silently put on his shirt and fastened the buttons. During this process, Yu Han never looked at him.

It seems that there is something big on the phone, and it won't work without him for a second.

Yu Han moved and changed his posture. His wrist rested on the wooden armrest, and the watch reflected the light in the room and landed on a snow-white leg.

Lorraine untied the bath towel far from knowing when, wearing only the shirt that covered his buttocks a little, standing not far from him.

When did the hotel shower gel smell so fragrant, this was Yu Han's first thought.

The second thought was that Lorraine was far from wearing shoes, and his knees and toes were red.

Lorraine stood in front of Yu Han for a while, and found that Yu Han ignored him, his expression almost indifferent. He pouted his lips boringly, walked to the head of the bed, bent over to take off the disposable slippers, put them on, and charged the phone with the hotel's charger.

He needs Han Zhui urgently now, so he has to ask Han Zhui what he should do now.

Lorraine was using his mobile phone far away, and Yu Han was on the phone, during which the door was knocked once, and Yu Han's meal had arrived. He ordered a vegetable porridge for Lorraine Yuan to warm the stomach of the drunk.

When he was in front of Lorraine Yuan, his thoughts about what he was talking about were cut off. The assistant on the other end of the phone fed him for a long time without hearing any response from him.

Lorraine Yuan was lying on the bed, his shirt was rolled up around his waist, revealing two waist pits. A pair of legs are propped up in the air, white, dangling, holding a mobile phone in his hand, playing games without business.

This posture was taught by Han Zui. He said that he couldn't stand women waiting for him on the bed wearing clothes.

Similarly, Lorraine can also learn.

Of course, it would be nice if the game Lorraine Yuan was playing at this time was not a bad landlord.

He was so nervous, in order to relieve his tension, he played a game of landlord fights, and instantly became addicted to it, becoming a little gambler.

Lorraine Yuan just blew up the two opposites, and was shaking his legs excitedly when someone grabbed his ankle.

His body stiffened, he couldn't even bother to play games, he dropped his mobile phone beside him, turned around, Yu Han grabbed his ankle and was still calling!

Is he not attractive at all, what exactly did Yu Han bring him to open a room? Busy?

Yu Han pressed his legs back on the bed, lifted the quilt and closed it tightly, pointed at the porridge, and motioned him to eat it with his eyes.

Lorraine was far from having any appetite, he sat up depressed, looked at Yu Han who was on the phone on the sofa not far away, and asked for help on WeChat again.

The message sent by Han Zhui this time is simple and rude, with only three words: "Give it to him."

At this time, the assistant working overtime in the company was reporting to the boss when he heard the boss's voice, as if he gasped, and almost shouted: "What are you doing!"

The assistant was stunned: "I'm..."

The boss said quickly: "I'm not talking about you, I'll talk to the company tomorrow!"

The assistant's phone was hung up after speaking. The assistant held the phone and wondered, is this still his business-oriented boss?

Here, Yu Han pushed Luo Linyuan to the ground, put away the phone, fastened the belt, stabilized his emotions, and said slowly: "What are you doing?"

Lorraine was pushed to the ground and his tailbone hurt a little. The pain aroused his temper, not to mention that his face was brought together, and it was too embarrassing to be pushed away like a snake and scorpion.

He got up from the ground, patted the invisible dust on his legs, and took a deep breath: "Do you have to do this?"

Yu Han: "What?"

Lorraine Yuan: "Since you don't mean that, why are you taking me to open a room?"

Yu Han lowered his tone a lot: "What do you mean?"

Lorraine was far from aware of it, or he was too lazy to notice, he was embarrassed, wanted to cry, and hurt. He crossed his arms, turned back to the bed, picked up the phone and pressed it twice as if to vent his anger: "I'm going to sleep, you go."

Yu Han didn't leave, got up and approached him: "Do you think I'm going to bed with you?"

Lorraine Yuan's eyes were hot: "If you don't want to, forget it."

Yu Han refused to let him go easily: "What is our relationship?"

Lorraine Yuan had a small face: "It doesn't matter."

Yu Han: "What kind of bed are two people who have nothing to do with each other."

Luo Linyuan lifted the quilt, hid his face in annoyance, and gave himself up: "Can't the two of you sleep!"

Yu Han laughed angrily: "Do you want to have a one-night stand with me?"

Lorraine Yuan: "If you say you don't want it, forget it."

Yu Han: "Lorraine is far away!"

Lorraine turned over abruptly, trembling with anger: "Then what do you want me to do, I will give you flowers, but you don't want candy, I'll give me all You, you still don't! Talk about it..."

His tone was unstable, his voice was trembling, he said reluctantly, "You just don't want me."

He was so angry that he couldn't stop crying when he was so angry.

The mattress sank and Yu Han sat down. Lorraine rubbed away the tears with the back of his hand, gritted his teeth and twisted his head aside. After a long time, he could not help but withdraw the anger on his face, and said sullenly: "If you don't want me, don't let me misunderstand me... You clearly know that I will misunderstand."

Yu Han is still forcing him: "Why did you misunderstand?"

Lorraine stared at him with red eyes, a line of tears fell on the quilt cover, around the cuffs, and the cloth was scattered into small dots.

Yu Han lifted the quilt to reveal his legs. He bullied him and put Lorraine Yuan on the head of the bed. He wiped the tears from Lorraine Yuan's cheeks with his thumb, and his voice was hoarse and low: "I don't have a one-night stand."

Yu Han: "If you want me, you have to give me yourself, completely."

Lorraine didn't cry anymore as if hearing unbelievable words, and looked at Yu Han stupidly.

Yu Han: "What's your relationship with that Han Chai?"

Luo Linyuan shook his head: "He is my college classmate, we have nothing to do."

Yu Han: "Do you like me?"

Yu Han put his hand on his waist: "There are some things, you have to tell me yourself."

He backed away, his eyes were deep, his lips were stained with Lorraine Yuan's blood, so that Lorraine Yuan didn't even know it hurt, he just nodded. Yu Han emphasized: "No matter what it is, I have to know it."

The tone was too strong, which made Lorraine shy away. Yu Han didn't let him say it right away, he just said: "I'll give you time, but my patience is limited."

These words brought back Lorraine Yuan, who had just fluttered and didn't know why, and Yu Han really didn't dote on him as much as he did back then.

After saying that, Yu Han grabbed Lorraine Yuan's waist with both hands and dragged him down.

Lorraine fell back in surprise and fell into the soft bed. With the trembling of his body, Yu Han pressed down: "Now, it's time for me to exercise my sovereignty."

Luo Lin Yuan was a little confused and looked at Yu Han's face: "What... what sovereignty?"

Yu Han: "Boyfriend's sovereignty."

He has lost and regained his sovereignty.