In fact, when Ning Yiheng grabbed my hand, I didn’t think too much.
I thought he would grab my wrist or arm, but he chose the gayest way, and held my palm.
Forget it, just hold it. Everyone’s habits are different. It’s not easy for me to say more to the boss. Just don’t let Li Xiaoming see it.
Ning Yiheng’s fingers are very long and can wrap my hand in the palm of his hand. He sweats after holding it for a while. Neither of us spoke, and we were crowded by the crowd.
It’s weird to say that, as a straight man who has always been far away from gay men and has never looked at danmei,1Boy’s love I didn’t find it so strange after holding hands with my boss so gayly.
People’s adaptability was really strong. Sure enough, I have had a lot of contact with gays that I have changed a lot myself.
I finally found Li Xiaoming and his jiejie,2Older Sister Li Yingning, in front of the fortune-telling booth on the side of the road. Gan Yao was also there, but Jingjing had gone somewhere.
When I first met Li Xiaoming in college, he told me that he was the ugliest child in his family. I thought he was just humble. When I actually met his jiejie and saw the photos of his mother and aunt, I realized that I had seen too little.
Li Yingning was discovered by scouts when she was young. She used her stage name to play the female lead of a national-level family drama.
I was an avid fan of this drama when I was in my teens. I’m embarrassed to say that before I was addicted to Cat Star CP, Li Yingning used to be my young goddess.
It was just that her ambition wasn’t here, and her nature couldn’t bear the various unspoken rules of the entertainment industry. After earning enough money to study, she has never acted again.
I found out that the goddess of my youth was my friend’s jiejie. What a drama. I also had a lot of turmoil in my heart.
I nervously asked Li Yingning to write me an autograph, but she directly refused. “Write a fart. I’m not a star. Don’t mention the past, it’s annoying to mention it.”
It was the second time I met Li Yingning. Under my shocked gaze, Li Yingning lit a cigarette, while Li Xiaoming obediently handed his jiejie an ashtray on the side.
“You don’t know how bad the director was at that time. B3Curse word, he dared to touch Laozi’s4Referring to oneself arrogantly. I, your father. ass. I’m not used to him. I just swung a bottle over, and I won’t be angry with this stinky money anymore.”
My gentle beauty filter for Li Yingning was broken.
The Li family are all beauties, but this temper— I can only say that Li Xiaoming was a bit inferior.
Li Yingning and my parents were used to it. They took Li Xiaoming out to visit temple fairs every year.
Li Xiaoming has been dependent on his sister since he was a child, and he has obeyed his sister’s orders. I have never seen him disobey Li Yingning.
The same was true now. Li Yingning was interested in the fortune-telling booth. He was carrying a bag and water next to him, glaring at Gan Yao, who was wagging his tail at Li Yingning.
Wipe… Gan Yao, this kid is really dead, and his eyes are straight when he sees a beautiful woman.
But Li Yingning wasn’t interested in a brat like Gan Yao at all, who still smelled of milk that hadn’t dried yet,5He’s saying he’s still immature and inexperienced; still wet behind the ears. and she liked to ignore his words. As soon as she saw me, she beckoned to me like a puppy.
I rushed over first and slapped Gan Yao lightly on the back of his head.
I said, “Where did Jingjing go? Didn’t she go with you?”
“Ouch, you’ve wronged me,” Gan Yao’s gaze moved down. It stopped at the hands Ning Yiheng and I were holding, and slowly took it back, “I sent Jingjing to my parents before I went out to go shopping by myself. How could I leave her alone.”
Only then did I realize that I was still holding hands with Ning Yiheng.
I pulled my hand away in panic, put my hand behind my back, and subconsciously used my fingers to constantly knead the palm that was held by Ning Yiheng.
Fortunately, Li Xiaoming didn’t look my way.
I don’t know why I did this. My palm inexplicably itched. After being seen by Gan Yao, the place where Ning Yiheng had touched was like being crawled over by ants that kept scratching the flesh of my palm.
I couldn’t help but wonder about my relationship with Ning Yiheng. Whether our behavior was a bit out of line. I don’t quite understand the boundaries between friends and lovers defined by gays.
After all, I have never been in a relationship, and love in Doujin literature rarely has twists and turns.
The protagonist can always get loyal love— Even if there is a problem in the middle, it’s better for the two of them to sleep first regardless of any explanation.
In real life, it would be nice to be in God’s perspective.
Li Yingning didn’t notice the twists and turns in my heart. She grabbed me by the shoulder carelessly, pushed me to the fortune-telling booth, and said, “Master, draw the same slip of paper for my other didi.”6Younger brother.
Before I could react to what she was going to do, the old man began to shake the tube in his hand.
As a materialistic young man, I naturally don’t believe in these feudal superstitions, but Li Yingning was very interested. I have to draw a slip of paper out to be satisfied.
The old man said a bunch of things that I didn’t understand. After hearing it, I realized that what he divined for me was a marriage sign.
He said that it was conservatively estimated that I would be able to find a partner early next year. They’re still an acquaintance of mine, and I’ll live off a woman.7Derogatory term of a man to live off a woman.
I thought about the girls around me who could be called acquaintances. Except for Li Yingning, there seemed to be no one else. Even the frequently seen colleagues in my office were basically men.
Li Yingning… I glanced at Li Xiaoming’s beautiful jiejie and thought to myself: It’s better to forget it ba.
But living off a woman can account for all this, which was too detailed.
However, I don’t have much hope for this. After all, my mother asks me for a marriage sign every year, and every year she says that she can protect my marriage. The result is not that I’m widowed now.
Ning Yiheng never interjected, and only then did he come up and say, “Let me see your paper.”
I handed him my paper.
I turned my head to look at Li Xiaoming’s paper, which said the words “Quarrelsome but loving couple”, and some words that exhorted him to be less angry and less indulgent, particularly the indulgence. The description was so detailed that I couldn’t bear to look directly at it.
His didn’t seem to be a serious marriage paper, it looked much heavier than mine.
I looked at Li Xiaoming’s tall and slender figure thoughtfully.
You really can’t judge a book by its cover.
Li Xiaoming rolled his eyes. He put his hands around his chest. His delicate fingers tapped impatiently between his elbows, avoiding the stall owner, and whispering, “Cheng-ge, do you really believe in this thing?”
“I’m not in love, what’s the use of spending more money on what the above said?”
I laughed and didn’t say anything. My mind was full of the few words in Li Xiaoming’s paper— In the future, he would have to bear fruit with Ning Yiheng, just by looking at the paper, he would have to bottom.
When I thought of Ning Yiheng, my heart began to get inexplicably uncomfortable again.
Am I really jealous of Ning Yiheng and Li Xiaoming’s relationship and that I’m jealous of my own friend?
Then I’m really a jealous man.
As soon as I turned my head, I met Ning Yiheng’s smiling eyes.
I didn’t know what he was smiling about, so I asked him directly, “Boss, what are you smiling at? How about you too?”
“It’s nothing,” Ning Yiheng pursed his smile back again. He held my marriage paper in his hand and hid it behind his back. “Your marriage stick is also quite interesting.”
“I was quite happy to see this kind of thing for the first time.”






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