Chapter 12: Story 12 (2/2)
“The third compartment of the men’s restroom.”
As soon as he notices something wrong, Bo Yu hurries down the elevator. So, he doesn’t clearly know the number of the floor and only gives a vague answer.
“Wait for me.”
The drunken Bo Yu’s crotch is bulged up. He haplessly lies on the public toilet, vomits at the toilet and coughs deeply. He is filled with tears by the toilet’s smell soon.
“Bo Yu, open the door!” The familiar male voice comes from the door outside.
Bo Yu is overjoyed and stands up to open the door. But he goes limp and falls upon the person outside the door at the moment of opening the door.
Song Shilin looks at Bo Yu with the darkened eyes, who is extremely embarrassed. He takes off his suit jacket, helps Bo Yu put it on and drags him out of the restroom.
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Both the tenth and eleventh floors are taken over by the business reception.
Visitors are received on the tenth floor, and the eleventh floor is responsible for the rest. When the guests are tired, they can rest on the eleventh floor.
Song Shilin takes Bo Yu to the eleventh floor, opens a private apartment and throws him on the bed.
“I’ve done all I can tonight.” Song Shilin looks at Bo Yu uncomfortably lying on the bed and says coldly, and there is no stir in the heart. “Help yourself, I’ll go first.”
In fact, Bo Yu isn’t so drunk as to be unable to recognize anyone. He knows that the man is Song Shilin.
However, when he sees Song Shilin shaking off himself like the burden and his evil appears suddenly.
He jumps up from the bed and throws Song Shilin on the ground. They both fall down on the heavy carpet.
Bo Yu pulls Song Shilin’s poker face with his hands and says hoarsely, “We haven’t seen each other for so long. Have you missed me?”
The ground is covered with heavy blankets, so Song Shilin doesn’t fall and hurt himself and subconsciously embraces Bo Yu, who is throwing himself at him.
For a while, Song Shilin glares at him, pushes Bo Yu who presses on him away and gets ready to leave.
He doesn’t have time to stay with the drunkard.
Bo Yu reluctantly approaches Song Shilin, grabs his collar, lies down on him again and proudly looks down at him, “Have you missed me?”
While saying, Bo Yu’s hands move around.
After a while, indifference in Song Shilin’s eyes fade away and he restores the facial expression that Bo Yu is familiar with.
Bo Yu smiles satisfyingly, lowers the head and kisses Song Shilin hard.
Song Shilin’s eyes darken, and he presses Bo Yu’s head down in such position and kisses his mouth hard.
Therefore, Bo Yu+ drunk+ eat aphrodisiac= Song Shilin becomes evil.
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The next day. When the sun shines through the curtains, Bo Yu wakes up slowly from the carnival last night.
Song Shilin opens the eyes and stares at Bo Yu with the deep eyes and hoarse voice, “You are awake?”
Bo Yu nods awkwardly, putting the hands over the head, sits up and says. “What time is it?”
Bo Yu remembers everything very clearly last night. But because he remembers so clearly that he is so embarrassed.
When they meet before, he refuses Song Shilin seriously. However, he drags Song Shilin in bed and rolls over all night.
He feels upset physically and spiritually.
“It’s over eight o’clock.” Song Shilin takes a look at his watch, pulls back the quilt and nakedly goes into the bathroom.
His slim and strong body, straight waist and white skin are shown aboveboard. Someone who sees him will hold the breath.
Rubbing the eyes, Bo Yu yawns for a second.
Little Watermelon!
Bo Yu ignores the body’s discomfort, pulls back the quilts, jumps up from the bed and pushes open the bathroom’s door. He deliberately ignores the angry eyes of Song Shilin, who is taking a bath and shamelessly approaches him.
“There is no time. Let me take a bath first.” Bo Yu unceremoniously pushes away Song Shilin who is under the shower head and stands quickly scrubbing himself.
Song Shilin, “...”
Bo Yu grunts, turns to look at him and says in the restless tone, “Did you stay here last night?”
Song Shilin, “...”
“You haven’t helped to take a bath yet?” Bo Yu is angry vaguely.
Song Shilin takes a bath towel and leaves the bathroom with the poker face, ignoring him.
Bo Yu tightens the lips, enduring the embarrassment, cleans himself clearly, puts on Song Shilin’s new clothes, then goes out of the bathroom and says anxiously, “I go back first.”
While hearing that, Song Shilin, sitting on the sofa, drinks coffee, calmly glances at him and says, “Let’s have a talk some time.”
Bo Yu hesitates to go out for a second. He agrees, opens the door and then leaves.
He knows Song Shilin very well.
Song Shilin is so indifferent to him when meeting him last night because of his coldness and heartlessness in the milk tea shop before. But in consideration of what happened to them last night, Song Shilin must want to talk to him.
It’s not Song Shilin who wants to get together again, but to want to reject the trouble that leaves by the one night stand.
Yep, it is estimated that he is a trouble for Song Shilin.
However, at that moment, Bo Yu really can’t care about so much. Little Watermelon is still at home alone, and he doesn’t know whether little Watermelon cries or not.
He should also give the explanation to the crew. His filming assignment today is to reshoot some scenes, that is appointed with Director Hou. However, …
While thinking of that, Bo Yu can’t help rashly patting a steering wheel, and he feels bad.
On the way, Bo Yu calls Director Hou and asks for leave using the time of waiting for the green light with the moderate tone and low profile.
That is Bo Yu’s fault in fact. In order to avoid leaving the evidence that can be got hold of in lawsuits, Bo Yu has to keep the low profile and attitude.
Director Hou gets stood up and feels unhappy, but Bo Yu says sincerely with the low profile. Slowly, his anger dissipates.
After hanging up, Bo Yu drives home and quickly leaves the parking lot.
He strides quickly, carelessly pulls the wound and immediately looks painful.
It hurts, the wound is killing me!
Bo Yu endures the pain all the way, and when he finally opens the door, the cold sweat appears on the head by anxiousness.