dust in the chest

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Lu Jiaming yawned and lazily moved out of the bed.A new day has begun.

Stepping on the dot to the company, the staff met on the road greeted him respectfully.He didn't care, waved his hand a few times, and Quandang heard it.

It's really not easy to say that Lu Jiaming, the general manager, came here.His father is the president of the company. Although it is a Sino-US joint venture, Laolu is the largest shareholder of the Chinese side, and the Chinese side accounts for 60% of the total shares, so it can be said that the company is the largest.Lu Jiaming is the only son in the family, and he joined the company as a matter of course after graduation.

I thought that after leaving school, I could finally start a life of eating, drinking and having fun, but who knew that his father actually arranged him for a grassroots clerical job.Although Lu Jiaming was lazy, he was stubborn. After being prodded by his father a few times, he really started his ordinary life as a clerk.

After working as an ordinary employee for two years, Lao Lu thought that his son had almost exercised, so he found an opportunity to mention his son to the general manager.Anyway, my son will have to take on this position in the future, so it would be better to let him familiarize himself with the company's operation and management earlier.

Only then did everyone know that Xiaolu from the personnel department, who usually hangs shoulders with everyone, is the son of the boss.Those who had run against him began to panic: If the general manager is promoted, will I still be able to keep my job?

After a period of trepidation, the small group of people felt relieved when they found that Lu Jiaming hadn't moved.

After becoming the general manager, Lu Jiaming relaxed a little.Firstly, no one except his father took care of him anymore, secondly, his father and the directors dealt with major matters, while the ministers took care of minor matters.So, he started eating, drinking and having fun that he had planned long ago.

In a blink of an eye, two years passed quickly.

Lu Jiaming walked into the office, and there were some documents and a cup of steaming coffee on the table.He sat down, took a few sips of coffee, and began to look through the documents.The sun shines through the blinds on his side face one after another, making him even more handsome.The fine pieces of Liu Hai lightly covered the drooping eyes, the straight bridge of the nose was embedded in the center of the face, below was a slightly parted lip with some coffee on it, and the graceful neckline stretched into the striped shirt.This look alone is worthy of the admiration of many women, and oh yes, and probably many men too.

Being called over by Lao Lu for dinner at night is actually just taking him to know more people. These days, connections are more important than anything else.After being drunk by those uncles, he was already a little dizzy before leaving.In my impression, I seem to have heard his father say that the United States will send a CEO over in the next few days.He thought to himself: Hey, the United States still remembers such a company, isn't it always ignored?

Of course, after waking up the next day, Lu Jiaming had already forgotten about it.When he went out, he found that the neighbor was moving things, and he frowned: It seems that the neighbors are going to change.

At noon, I received a call from the monitor of the university, saying that everyone wanted to get together, and it happened that Song Yanshu also came back.

Lu Jiaming was stunned at the time, and then asked several times "Really?" "When did it happen?".The face that had become blurred in memory suddenly became clear again, pulling an invisible thread, pulling his nerves numbly.

When he was a sophomore, a freshman came from his class who changed his major. The first time Lu Jiaming saw him, a different emotion rose in his heart, as if the molecules in the air were also trembling.Thinking about it later, probably, this is the so-called love at first sight.But who knew the object was actually a homosexual?

His name is Song Yanshu, and he lives in a dormitory next door.Lu Jiaming didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his other emotions towards him at first.He thought: Everyone likes beautiful things, just like women like beautiful clothes, and men like beautiful women.Song Yanshu is so good-looking, so he is naturally different from other boys.Isn't it normal for me to see that his mood has improved?I feel good when I see beautiful women!

But as the days went by, Lu Jiaming gradually realized that Song Yanshu was different to him, different from beauties, and different from other things that could make him feel good.

But so what?

Went to a bar I used to frequent in the evening.It's more like a bar than a high-end club, where you can eat, drink and have fun.

He began to look back on the various things between himself and Song Yanshu, and found that many of them had been washed away by time.Probably forgot.What will it be like to see you again?He and Luo Zhi are getting married soon, right?

When he was dizzy from drinking, he felt a hand on his thigh, a soft, slender hand that belonged to a woman.Lu Jiaming hooked the corner of his mouth and quickly pulled him over.A woman with a hot figure and enchanting makeup came into his eyes.To say that he usually doesn't like this kind of woman, there is a lingering air of dust.But today he is extraordinarily "sexual", and it seems good to try something like this once in a while.

Lu Jiaming raised his head and drank the rest of the wine, and took the woman to open a room.

When I got out of the shower, the lights were turned off.The pitch-black night covered everything up, and even the noise outside the door was unclear.

He smiled, the temptation of the night?Well, it's up to you.

He tore off his bathrobe and walked towards the bed step by step.Before reaching the destination, he was roughly pulled over by a hand, followed by a deep kiss.The head that had just woken up from the bath was dizzy again by the sudden meeting of lips and teeth.

He reached out to untie the opponent's clothes, but was pulled away.He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but his already confused nerves couldn't tell for a while.

From the lips to the neck, to the chest and lower abdomen, Lu Jiaming was slightly swayed by the almost rough nibbling, and he hummed softly.So much so that in the end when the other party entered, he just bit the other party's shoulder in pain and forgot about other things.For example: Didn’t he bring a woman?

When he woke up the next day, he found that it was already nine o'clock. Lu Jiaming hurriedly pulled off his clothes and got ready to go to work.Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, he grinned in pain.The pain from an unspeakable part made his brain go blank for a moment.And then he realized what he had done last night, exactly, what.It's not that he hasn't done it with a man, but that's also the one above, where is it his turn to be suppressed?This is really bad luck.Thinking about it now, the man's mouth had a faint smell of tobacco at that time, and his hand was also very strong, which is what a woman should have?

Enduring his discomfort, he went to the bar and asked, "Did I leave with a woman yesterday?"

The bartender looked at him strangely: "Yeah, Brother Lu. She's quite a charming girl. How about it, last night..." After finishing speaking, he gave him an ambiguous expression.

Uncle!Then why am I being oppressed by a man? !Lu Jiaming was filled with grief and indignation, but he couldn't express it.He could only close his eyes, waved his hand weakly and left.

Lu Jiaming told his father that he had a cold and a fever, so he would not go to the company today.Not long after hanging up, his mother called.

"Jiaming, your father said you were sick? You child, why don't you take good care of yourself, let you live at home, but you want to go out. Your father is the same, and his son doesn't feel bad. It must be tired before Those who have fallen behind, why do you have to be a small clerk? How tiring, working from nine to five. Now look forward to it..."

Lu Jiaming frowned, and took the phone aside: "Mom, don't talk about it, how many times have you said it. How long ago did it happen. It's just a small cold, it's okay, ah."

"You child, you always think your mother is nagging, so am I doing it for you?"

"Got it, mom, I won't talk anymore, I'm going to sleep to recuperate."

"Yeah, well then, take some medicine."

Lu Jiaming hung up the phone and sighed with relief.His mother is good everywhere, but he loves to nag.Fortunately, I came out after graduation, and there were Lu Jiayi and Lao Lu at home to listen to her nagging, so life was free now.

Reaching for the keys, he took out a box with him.After reading the manual on the back, he froze for a few seconds and then blushed.

"I'll fuck you!" Lu Jiaming blurted out a curse, threw the box into the trash can next to him with all his strength, and then slammed the door into the room with his legs lifted.

The box lying quietly in the trash can says "XXX ointment".

After Lu Jiaming slammed the door, he became angry.How dare you go to Lao Tzu, don't let me catch you!Otherwise, just wait for the five horses to divide the body!

After eating the takeaway he ordered at noon, Lu Jiaming realized that he really had a fever.The number 38.2 on the thermometer made him click his tongue: it really is a wave of unrest and another wave.He stretched out on the bed weakly, and fell asleep without the quilt covered.

When I woke up, it was still dark, and the setting sun just shone on the bed.He looked out of the window out of focus: passing vehicles and crowds.

After stopping for a while, he climbed up with difficulty, but the discomfort still did not ease.Looking through the medicine cabinet, there are only some vitamins and anti-inflammatory drugs that have expired.He had no choice but to sigh, bracing himself up and preparing to buy medicine.

When I opened the door, I scraped a plastic bag on the ground.After picking it up, he found that it contained the ointment he had thrown away before, and a box of anti-inflammatory drugs.

He looked around and found no one, thinking: Why is this person so haunted, he actually knows where I live, didn't he follow me all the way?When this thought passed through his head, he suddenly felt a cold wind on his back: It can't be a pervert, right?Hurry up and close the door, the medicine will be kept away for the time being.