Break-up

ng the whole time.

Gu Yanting closed the door behind him and stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at Tang Yi solemnly.
Tang Yi didn’t wear glasses; his eyebrows and eyes were in full view, his eyes slightly red, brimming with wetness, adding a bit of gentleness to his image.
Gu Yanting looked at him for a moment, his heart softening to a mess.
Then he went around half of the table to help him up.

It was then that Tang Yi finally spoke to him.

Tang Yi complied with his efforts to get up and hugged him before being able to stand.
After a long absence of two years, Gu Yanting finally again touched this body he was so familiar with.
The heat of the other man was scorching Gu Yanting through the fabric, so his body had already taken the lead in giving the most direct response.
His breath was almost unsteady and his palms were burning.
The only remaining reason told him that people could come in at any moment, so he didn’t even dare to turn his head to kiss Tang Yi for fear of losing control.

He stepped back a little to prevent his embarrassment from being discovered by Tang Yi.
Who knew that the latter would hug him tightly and bury his face in the nook of his neck and rub against him.
His thigh pressed against Gu Yanting’s discomfort, unconsciously rubbing against it.

Gu Yanting took a few deep breaths, his eyes darkening.
Just when he turned his face sideways to look for Tang Yi’s lips eagerly, he heard Tang Yi ask him softly, “Zhou Hao, will you take me home?”

Gu Yanting: “……”

Gu Yanting stood in silence for a moment.
It took him a long time to come round.
The hormones that his body had just secreted seemed to have been slashed down, and when he returned to his senses, there was nothing left.

He didn’t even have the courage to ask Tang Yi, who is Zhou Hao?

Is it the man who spent the night with you on Christmas Eve? Is it the man who can make you not to be shy about dating every day?

Gu Yanting didn’t speak again along the way.
He was in the back seat of the taxi, holding Tang Yi, who had fallen asleep, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He found that he was far less open-minded and relieved than he had imagined.
His eyes were sour, and the jealousy in his heart was almost going wild.
He wanted to kiss Tang Yi and hear his name from Tang Yi’ lips.

There had been a time when he had all this.
He had taught Tang Yi to hug and bury his face in the nook of his neck and behave coquettishly.
At that time, he felt that Tang Yi was too depressing and stereotypical, like a warrior always ready for a battle, so he deliberately coaxed Tang Yi, teaching him various intimate poses and… body positions.
In front of outsiders Tang Yi was always unsmiling, but in fact, at home, he was often unreasonable or soft and shyly coquettish.

He knew that he was special in Tang Yi’s heart, and in the past this special was unique.
And it was precisely because he was too sure of this that he was able to give a part of his heart to Lin Rui.

Originally, he felt that Tang Yi was not broad-minded enough, which led to repeated tossing and quarrelling over Lin Rui’s issues.
The first time they fought over Lin Rui was because he had Lin Rui’s picture in his wallet.
At that time, the two hadn’t been together for long, and Tang Yi gritted his teeth and wanted to tear up the photo after accidentally discovering it.
Gu Yanting felt that this was just a fuss, and Tang Yi’s approach was not leaving him the dignity of a man at all.

After the quarrel, Tang Yi slammed the door and left.
On a snowy night in winter, he only wore pyjamas when he went out, with a pair of plastic slippers on his feet.
Gu Yanting was still angry at first, thinking that Tang Yi was afraid of the cold anyway and would come back in a while.
Who knew that two hours later he would still be missing? Gu Yanting panicked, grabbed his clothes and ran out to look for him.
He found him outside the community.
Tang Yi had made circles of footprints in the snow, apparently not willing to go far.
He was looking so aggrieved and sad that Gu Yanting couldn’t help but throw his hands up and swear, “I’ll never put his picture up again and won’t mention him, okay? Come back with me.”

Tang Yi went back with him almost without struggling.
He was freezing to death, and the point was, at that time he believed that oath. 

They had spent years facing each other day and night.
Although Gu Yanting had worried that Tang Yi would leave because he disliked him, he never thought that Tang Yi could like someone else.

This knowledge made his heart ache, just like the phone call on Christmas Eve, which almost chilled him to his core.
Today he personally listened to Tang Yi softly calling out someone else’s name and then softly asking, “Will you take me home?

When Tang Yi woke up the next day, his phone was almost about to explode.
Last night, Mr.
Chen had a comfortable time in the spa centre.
When he said goodbye to his escort from ER in the morning, his face was all smiles and he promised to come to the company today to finalise the details.
Who knew it was past the agreed point, but the man hadn’t arrived yet.

Tang Yi glanced at the time.
He didn’t have time to regret his gaffe last night and just told his men to check the expected delivery date of Mr.
Chen’s little mistress.
Fortunately, the good news came ten minutes later.
Mr.
Chen’s little mistress gave birth smoothly today, and now Mr.
Chen was waiting at the hospital.

He didn’t have to worry about the next thing anymore.
Yan Ke had immediately ordered someone to pack red envelopes and gifts and rushed to the hospital.
He was a little apologetic when he called and kept criticising himself to Tang Yi, “Mr.
Tang, this time it was my mistake, I will definitely pay attention in the future.”

Tang Yi had taken care of him in every way since Yan Ke joined the company, almost grooming him as his successor.
It was impossible to deny that the incident this time was unexpected, and even in terms of the subsequent reaction, Yan Ke’s performance was very disappointing to Tang Yi.
The kind of problem this morning should have never reached Tang Yi either.

Tang Yi rubbed his brows for a moment, then sighed, “Yan Ke, don’t let me down.”

Yan Ke hurriedly replied, “I won’t.”

Huayuan’s order was basically a foregone conclusion.
Next, it would be handed over to Ning Zeyu for implementation, and the rest of the work would be taken over by Ning Zeyu’s side.

Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
After getting up and washing, he received a call from Zhou Hao.
The latter finally found time to come over.
He had already booked the restaurant in advance and was going to pick Tang Yi up for dinner later.

Tang Yi was buttoning his clothes, so he held the phone with his neck, smiled and said, “Don’t go to the company, I’m at home today.”

“Oh?” Zhou Hao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, “Did you socialise last night?”

“En, but didn’t perform well, pissed off the client and got drunk.
I’m still dizzy and uncomfortable.
Where are we going to eat?”

“Let me change the place, your stomach is bad.” Zhou Hao paused, “Do you want me to bring you some medicine? Were you very drunk?”

“It wasn’t great,” Tang Yi got dressed, strolled to the balcony while talking on the phone, closed his eyes and basked in the sun, “I even made a glass of celery juice for a hangover last night.”

The eight winds, as they are called in Buddhism, are profit, loss, destruction, honour, praise, ridicule, suffering and happiness.
Buddhists teach that one should cultivate to the extent that one’s emotions are not moved by any one of the eight winds.