The Boss is Very Busy

Gu Feng Han Congfanwai

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When there is no class, Han Cong has been playing games in the dormitory.

After winning a few games in a row and in a good mood, he got out of bed and moved around, stretching his waist.

Xiaoping glanced sideways at the handsome young man sitting in front of the computer, and blinked slightly: "You say that this brother Qing talks about his girlfriend, and he can't wait to marry someone. People who don't know think he is I'm afraid that my wife ran away like someone else."

Gu Feng gave a faint hmm, and closed the laptop slowly.

Han Cong sighed.

"Get married so soon, and show us his **** love every day. In the past, I didn’t post one in Moments, but now there are almost ten in a day. This is understandable. I can block it, so... he has to post other social media. In terms of software, it seems to be afraid that others will not know that he has a wife."

With that said, Xiaopingtou shook his head.

"I also took it. You said he is a big man, why is he so disgusting when he talks about love..."

"Han Cong."

Before Han Cong had finished speaking, the man had already faintly said his name. He quietly called out his name, and his voice came in a low voice. Han Cong paused. He looked at him, wondering.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Feng turned his head, a pair of dark and deep eyes looked at him, and the boy said lightly.

"Han Cong, I am going to study abroad."

"..."

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, Xiaoping sat down on the bed and said with a smile: "It's good, when will you leave...how long will you stay?"

Gu Feng said: "It may take a long time, and you may not come back after graduation."

The room was silent again, and Han Cong unconsciously buckled the edge of the phone case with his fingertips, and he nodded.

"Very good. Your parents are abroad all year round. It is convenient for you to study abroad. Maybe you can find a blonde foreign daughter-in-law in the future. Don't forget that I have been in the dormitory with you for several years... "

Gu Feng interrupted him again: "Han Cong, do you know what I want to do most?"

Xiaopingtou was startled slightly, he nodded, humming.

"I know, isn't it a designer? Your dream... I remember it clearly."

Don't know why, he seems to remember clearly all the time.

The boy replied calmly: "You don't know."

Han Cong paused and asked subconsciously.

"how is this possible?"

Gu Feng stood there, watching him with calm and deep eyes: "Han Cong, as long as you don't let me go, I won't go."

"..." Han Cong spared his head, and his big smile showed his white teeth: "How could it not let you go? As your best brother, how could it stop you from letting you develop?"

Gu Feng was silent.

The young man suddenly approached, he lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice: "Han Cong, I know, you understand."

Han Cong smiled, he lowered his head, unable to see the boy's expression: "What do I understand?"

Gu Feng opened his mouth, before he could speak, the man raised his head suddenly, tears streaming down his cheeks, he pressed his lips, and did not dodge his gaze anymore.

"What should I understand? What qualifications do I have, will your parents agree to it? What will others think of us... I don’t care, I’m shameless, I don’t care, but I don’t want you to be under the pressure You clearly deserve a better life."

He almost roared, Gu Feng was slightly surprised, looking at the fragile young man, he spoke two seconds later.

"Han Cong, when you fall in love, there is nothing worth or not worth, after all, with a word of yours, I can let go of what I have."

"..."

Han Cong didn't speak, Gu Feng raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his voice was steady and soft: "Don't cry."

Han Cong raised his sleeve fiercely and wiped his face, muttering softly, "I didn't cry."

He sniffed, and the people beside him stood quietly. Han Cong bit his lip, his whole appearance fragile and uneasy: "Gu Xiaofeng... don't go."

Gu Feng curled his lips and looked at him tenderly: "I'm not going, and I never wanted to go."

there has never been.

The room went quiet again, Han Cong was still sucking his nose. He adjusted his emotions and slowly raised his eyes. The man was still guarding the bed, his voice with a strong nasal sound.

"But what do you want to do most?"

The handsome and gentle boy constricted his eyes and pulled the corner of his mouth gently.

"What do you mean?"

His gaze scanned the boy around, Han Cong noticed, and when he reacted, a flush rose on his face, his eyes widened.

"Grass, why didn't you find you so shameless before."

Gu Feng approached: "Would you like to try first?"

"Fuck! I don't want it, get out!"