After going to the bathroom, he stood in front of the sink and washed his hands under the cold water for a long time. Looking at the person who was as pale as a ghost in the mirror, he was not only thinking deeply that he was a big star. Why did he look as pitiful as a beggar at this time... It was not until the cold tap water made his hands so cold that he came back to his senses that he should turn on the hot water - lowered his head to fiddle with the faucet, but no matter how he twisted it, the faucet was covered with cold water...

When he was sighing carefully that "Even the faucets in Germany are bullying people", he suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened behind him - he subconsciously lifted his eyelids and glanced, but this glance made him stunned on the spot: it was very conspicuous, and the person he walked into from outside the door was the person he least wanted to see at this moment.

The man stood there drinking glasses after cup tonight, but his blue eyes still looked clear and clear; there was a woman hanging on him like a koala, but the suit was so neat that she could hardly see any wrinkles; it was just an ordinary domestic second-tier actor, but when he walked in, he was still so nervous that he seemed to see the national leader...

There were thousands of words floating in his mind about talking to Jiang Chuan.

Hi, you are here too.

Oh, long time no see.

Hey, you pee too.

Hello, did you see the WeChat message I sent you that day?

Ha, you are here, I haven't noticed it before.

Qian Yanwanyu reached his mouth and suddenly turned into silence. The corners of his lips twitched slightly. Finally, he couldn't help but lower his head and continued to work on the faucet. While working, he muttered to himself, "Did this kind of hardware facilities be damaged?" - while working, he made his fingertips that were slightly red from the frozen fingers to fiddle with the faucet left and right, until he felt Jiang Chuan's footsteps stop behind him from far to near. He suddenly stopped fiddling and stopped mumbling. So there was no one in the bathroom, which was only the two of them, and now there was a terrible silence, leaving only the monotonous sound of running water in the faucet...

"Why don't you turn on hot water in such a cold day?"

Jinran heard the voice of the man behind him, a familiar low voice, a calm and indifferent tone that was almost ruthless - as if the cold war that had been around for nearly a month was just ordinary friends without contact, and the men did not take this at all from beginning to end... Jinran knew that he seemed to be thinking too much, so he raised his hand and turned the faucet off, lowered his eyes to look at the reflection in the mirror. At this time, the man standing behind him. When he spoke again, he heard his voice seem calm: "Oh, this faucet seems to be broken and cannot produce hot water."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the person standing behind him approaching a little - probably Jiang Chuan bent down to look at the faucet. When the familiar breath swept across his neck, his hair stood up and sang the national anthem. He felt the man's hand crossing his body, stretching out his arms in a posture that surrounded his chest and the sink. He touched the side of the faucet, and only a slight sound of "beep" was heard. A red light lit up below the faucet. Jiang Chuan opened the water outlet. This time, the hot hot water came out of the golden water outlet.

"Someone turned off the switch that produced the hot water," said Jiang Chuan, "Just turn it on."

Jinran said "Oh" and looked at the faucets around him. As expected, as Jiang Chuan said, there were red lights under the other faucets - and he picked the one that was not lit. It was indeed very unlucky... He warmed his hands under the hot water, turned off the faucet, and put his hands on it in front of the dryer. In the noise of the dryer, he calmed down. After thinking about it, he still asked, "I heard Fang Yu say you haven't returned to China for a long time."

The water droplets on his hand were blown dry, and he wanted to turn around, but at this moment, he heard the crisp sound from behind him when the metal buckle hit when he unbuttoned the belt. He knew that he might see such an embarrassing scene when he turned back at this moment, so he had to stand still, with his back to the sound. He heard Jiang Chuan's "hmm" sound, and he didn't hear any movement for a long time.

Jinran was a little impatient, and then immediately realized why he was standing here like a pervert waiting for someone to pee... He raised his hand and wiped his face to try to calm himself down. He took a deep breath and turned toward the door. But at this moment, he suddenly heard Jiang Chuan behind him say, "Don't you ask me why don't you go back?"

“…”

I really want to ask.

But I don’t know how to speak, for fear of being disliked and meddling in other people’s business.

The young black-haired man with his back to the man calmed down. After a moment, he turned around, looked at the man standing next to the urinal, and smiled in a tone of pretending to be calm, "It's not that he didn't want to return to China because he was quarreling with me in the car that day, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jinran knew that he had failed to pretend to be calm - he could use his light to see how stiff the expression on his face was in the mirror beside him at this moment. And when Jiang Chuan turned his head and glanced at him lightly, just that glance, he knew that all his emotions were clearly seen by the man, which made his face stiffer. He wanted to turn around and run away immediately, or simply raise the trash can beside him and knock Jiang Chuan out. After his death silence, he heard himself laughing: "Just kidding, forget it, you don't need this question--"

"no."

“…”

Keep your mouth shut carefully.

At the same time, he could feel his heart being suddenly grabbed by something from his chest, pinching it tightly and forcibly pulling it out of his chest, and then invading the bottom of the cold abyss... He heard himself laughing and saying, "Oh, of course not, I'm just kidding, don't think I'm too narcissistic..."

"I said," Jiang Chuan slowly sorted out his belt, and then walked to the pool with a slow pace. He bent down in front of the faucet he had used before to wash his hands, and raised his head to look at the stiff black-haired young man behind him from the mirror. "It wasn't because he quarreled with you that day that he didn't return to China."

“…”

Looking at the pair of blue eyes in the mirror, Jinran felt that all the words were choked in his throat for a moment. He tried to raise the corner of his lips to show a relaxed smile and then give an answer like "That's great", but after working hard, he found that no matter what, he could no longer make the corner of his lips to make any curve similar to "smile"...

I know that nothing you do has to do with me.

But why do you have to repeat it?

The young black-haired man standing behind the man finally admitted his conscience. He lowered his head and let the shadow cast by the hair on his forehead cover the emotions in his eyes. He heard Jiang Chuan turn on the faucet and wash his hands not far away, and muttered, "I'll go out first." After that, he was about to leave, when he heard Jiang Chuan say, "Wait."

"?" Jingran stopped leaving, turned his head and looked at Jiang Chuan expressionlessly, but at this moment he found the man holding his hands beside the pool: "There is no hot water out, come and take a look for me."

I really want to say that you can do it yourself, or just change the faucet, but when hesitated, I suddenly realized that the man seemed to have washed his cold water face before. The water beads dripped along his jaw and wet the collar of his open shirt, and some of them slid down his slightly vibrating Adam's apple and disappeared into the shadow of the collar. At this time, Jiang Chuan lowered his head, staring at a corner of the bathroom with some focal length.

It looks like I'm drunk too much-

Thinking about it, I have never heard of all kinds of wine glasses and wine in my hands all night. The people around me have also sent away batches of them. They are so red and white that they drink together. Normal people probably have been lying on the ground long ago, how could they not be drunk?

Thinking of this, Jinran finally felt a little soft-hearted, so he paused and said, "You will catch a cold like this."

"Come and see the faucet." Jiang Chuan ignored what Jinran said, but insisted on emphasizing it very persistently.

Jinran had no choice but to hold on to the steps of leaving, turn around and bend down to see Jiang Chuan's faucet. When he came to him, the man even gave him a position very regularly. Jinran had to hold his breath and bend down to pretend to calmly study the near the switch that Jiang Chuan had touched before. However, after exploring for a long time, he did not see the previous lamp representing hot water lit up again. He fiddled for a while, but finally gave up. He had to raise his head and stare at him and said, "This faucet should really be broken. Do you think it's better to change to someone else-"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned dark. The next second, he was pulled and staggered forward. The tip of his nose hit a hard chest. He subconsciously wanted to break free after being slightly stunned. At this time, the man pressed his hand behind his head seemed to have guessed that he would want to escape, and his other arm was wrapped around him and fixed it on his waist.

I struggled for a while, but finally didn't break free.

The tip of his nose pressed against his chest and breathed, but he smelled a faint smell of women's perfume. This smell made his stomach turbulently. He resisted the numbness of his scalp. He raised his hand and patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder calmly: "Let go, even if you are drunk, you can't become a skin-hungry patient--"

The next second his smile was stiff on his lips as the kiss the man fell on the corner of his eyes.

The soft lips fell down with a fiery breath, and the heat quickly burned Jinran's eyes red. He made a ruthless hand and tried to push Jiang Chuan away, but the man pressed him tightly and pressed him directly on the sink. At the same time, the scorching kiss slid down the corner of his eyes, and came to his lips. When the lips were about to touch each other, Jinran twisted his head in a very resistant way-

The next second, the man had raised his hand and pinched his chin, forcibly turning his head back, and his alcoholic lips covered it with a simple and rough look, and his movements seemed a little impatient. After he used the tip of his tongue to wet the lips of the black-haired young man, he couldn't wait to pry open the tightly closed teeth-

At the same time, one of his legs also stuck between Jingran's legs.

At this moment, Jinran was pressed between his strong chest and the bathroom. The one he was facing was the bathroom door. Anytime and anywhere, someone would push the door and walk in to see the thrilling scene of him and Jiang Chuan hugging each other tightly. Thinking of this alone was enough to speed up Jinran's heart, and his whole heart was beating like a drumbeat...

And while he was lost, Jiang Chuan's tongue had already pried open his teeth and broke in, doing a wanton plunder...

There was only the sound of water from the red lips and tongues that made people's red faces alternately. After a passionate kiss, both of them breathed a little unstable. When Jiang Chuan raised his hand and gently stroked the corners of Jinran's red eyes with his rough thumb belly, the latter seemed to come back to his senses and said in a voice with an unstable breath.

"Jiang Chuan, let me go..."

Men answer with their actions.

He was almost suffocated by kissing.

The hands placed on Jiang Chuan's shoulders exerted a little force, pushing the man who was getting closer and closer as if he was going to swallow him alive and peel him away. When the tips of the two tongues were finally separated, he quickly took a breath of fresh air. While his brain was not broken, he forced himself to cheer up and said, "Jiang Chuan, listen to me, you don't like men, but I like..."

"So?" the man narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in an uncertain voice.

"So I can't kiss you or touch you. Just like this, it makes me feel creepy - although I really want to touch you, hug you, and stay by your side, but like now..." Jinran paused, he lowered his head deeply and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I really can't do it."

"Since you want to touch it, why not touch it?"

The man's natural replies made Jinran feel extremely harsh. At this moment, it seemed that someone had tear him apart. Every cell in his body was clamoring for pain, especially every inch of skin that touched and touched each other with the man seemed to be burned. Jinran's eyes were dry, but he felt that his whole body would burn at any time. He spoke in a hoarse voice and almost collapsed: "When should we be so confused and entangled--"

"It's not unclear." Jiang Chuan said in a calm voice, "I asked you if you want to be together, you refused."

"Together?" Jinran seemed to have heard some fantasy. He widened his eyes slightly and subconsciously raised his voice, "You are a normal person, how can we be together? After being together, watching you go on a blind date according to the arrangements at home? At the banquet, you are with other women from afar? You can't see you for a whole month and you can't get an explanation. In the end, it just proves that your disappearance has nothing to do with me?"

Faced with a series of cautious questions, Jiang Chuan fell silent.

It seemed a little surprised at the sudden outburst of the young man with a black hair in his arms.

After a long time, I just said ambiguously: "When did I say that I didn't return to China have nothing to do with you?"

"I just asked you if you were angry because you didn't reply, and you said it wasn't-"

"It's not that I'm angry with you, it's that I can't go back." Jiang Chuan's face that lacks emotions finally showed a helpless expression. "I've been away for a while before, at the time of the Golden Flower Festival. Do you think I really left without saying goodbye? I was caught. Someone sent the video of my confession to someone at the press conference under my father's nose. He was so angry that he was so high that he had a heart attack. I had to come back... Originally, he didn't plan to let me leave Germany for even half a step, and thought that I wanted to act just to get close to the actors. During that time, I had three meals a day and every day, I could see an actress with a different appearance sitting next to the table..."

Be cautious: "..."

Jingran's mind was blank and he listened silently to Jiang Chuan's speech. He could only vaguely remember that after the Golden Flower Festival, Jiang Chuan did say helplessly when he mentioned his father, "He doesn't know what I want."

Jingran: "Why did you again--"

"Later, I promised to return to China in February to participate in the ceremony of the project he invested in." Jiang Chuan said lightly, "He let me go back for the time being, probably because he thought I was really ready to calm down and do things at home - until a 'hearted person' sent the list of main participants in the project to him, and he saw the same name I mentioned at the press conference in that long list."

“…”

"Oh by the way, there are some photos in the folder where I'm sitting in the car and that person are arguing about something."

“…”

"My dad got furious and did something naive like tearing my passport. I thought he would be a little higher-end..." Jiang Chuan said, "Why do I leave if I have no passport? Later, I stayed at home and waited for the opportunity. Moreover, my cousin was not here, so there were indeed some things at home that I had to deal with. Every day, in addition to being able to play games and read documents, they would meet different women in various ways - didn't you tell you when you asked about the game?"

“…………”

His cautious brain worked hard - but for a long time, he found that he had not been able to successfully sort out the information that was deeper than the sea and wider than the sky... And while he was stunned, he heard Jiang Chuan ringing above his head with a plain voice: "As a result, I finally got the opportunity to come here today, but I saw you having a great conversation with the 'hearted person' who had the secrets between us' who had the 'hearted' who had the noses down from my father-"

As the man said, he raised his hand and touched the black-haired young man's lips that were bitten by himself, and his head tilted. A dangerous light flashed in his blue eyes: "How much investment did he promise to give you? 10 million? Or 20 million? What are the conditions? Should he make up for his past regrets and let you sleep with him for a night or something like that..."

Jingran almost doubted whether Jiang Chuan had a wiretap device on him.

He opened his mouth wide, and there was no way for the problem of the man at this time. At this time, when he was lost, the latter had quickly removed the belt around his waist - between the collision of metal, and only felt that his waist was loose. The next second he was carried to the sink. He let out a low scream. At the same time, the man's big hand had already penetrated into his shirt, and the slightly cold touch was flowing all the way upstream along his flat belly, and finally came to his chest...

This familiar and unfamiliar touch made Jinran tremble.

The black eyes that had lost their focal length lit up a light and quickly dimmed-

Before the man had time to react, the person sitting on the sink began to struggle violently. He suddenly pushed Jiang Chuan away, and when the man staggered back two steps, he jumped off the sink quickly and pulled his shirt unfastly - but before he could button up even one of the buttons he had been pulled away, the next second he was carried up and threw it back on the sink!

"Jiang Chuan!"

A scream of a little distorted tone sounded, and this time, Jiang Chuan seemed to be worried that he would run away again, and his strong and tall body squeezed directly between his legs. He pressed his knee tightly with one hand to prevent him from struggling. At the same time, he lifted up his shirt, exposing his fair skin directly to the dim light in the bathroom.

On the side of his cautious waist, there was a noticeable burn, which was obviously a few years old, except for the dark pigmentation and folds that symbolize the pain it once brought-

When the man's fingers touched the scar, the young black-haired man trembled violently.

He raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Chuan's wrist and prevented him from touching that place again. At the same time, it seemed to prevent the miserable emotions in his eyes from leaking. He closed his eyes tightly-

A few seconds of suffocating silence.

He could even feel the man's scorching gaze falling on the scar.

Then, he heard Jiang Chuan say, "Did Andrei get this place up back then?"
To be continued...