How to be a patron

Chapter 5

When he woke up the next day, Gou Meng had already left, and the quilt was folded like a block of tofu, neatly placed on the head of the bed.

I squinted my eyes and went to the toilet and shrank back into the bed. After lying down for a while, I got up and made a video call with my parents who didn’t know how much jet lag had passed. They seemed to be having a good time, and there were smiles on both old faces.I didn't dare to tell them that I hired a man to stay at home. I only said that the company has been doing well recently, and I was very busy, so I didn't go out to fool around.

I hung up the phone, answered two more emails from my assistant, read the replies casually, clicked on my hard drive, and reluctantly watched the clip and masturbated.

After the release, there was a three-second out-of-body experience, and half an hour of emptying the brain. By the time I came back to my senses because of my hungry stomach, it was almost noon.

I clicked on several takeaway websites, but there was no satisfactory lunch, but I was too lazy to go out.Just as he was debating whether to forcefully eat something or simply get up and go out in the sun, Gou Meng came back.

"Ah...it's really inconvenient for you to come in and out like this." After opening the door for him, I thought about it, found a spare key in the drawer of the entrance, and handed it to him, "Put it away first."

"Okay." He took the key, put it in his pocket, patted it, raised his head and smiled at me brightly, "Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

I followed him into the kitchen: "Why did you come back so early today?"

He flipped through the refrigerator: "The salary is settled today, and tomorrow I will not go to work. I will take a break before looking for a new job."

I groaned and watched him skillfully pick out the vegetable leaves and pieces of meat and put them on the cutting board.

"Is it okay to eat noodles? Let's make do, we will go out to buy something else in the afternoon."

"it is good."

I asked him while eating, "I don't know anything except your name. Where are you from?"

He finished the soup and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand: "From Xinjiang... my grandmother is Uighur."

I stared at his face for a while, and the outline of Gou Meng seemed to be darker than that of ordinary Han people, but other than that, there were no other details to show that he had ethnic minority blood.

"Huh? Then why did you come to the south, did you serve as a soldier here?"

"No, in Henan. After leaving the army, I walked around and looked around, so I came here."

"not going home?"

His eyes flickered, and he replied: "I fell out with my family. I also have a pair of twin brothers and sisters. My parents like them even more. After knowing that I like men, they even ignore me."

"Okay..." I didn't know what to say to comfort him.

After a while, he asked me, "Xiaotian, what do you do? Why don't you look like a rich man?"

"You... don't even know what I do?"

"I heard you talking to a friend that day... You should be the boss or executive of the company, but I don't know what it is."

"Ahem, have you heard of 'Fuying'?"

"My God!" He opened his mouth wide, looking a little surprised, "Your family owns 'Fuying', a supermarket chain?"

"Ah."

"Then... why do you live so hard? You don't even have a car."

I rolled my eyes several times, and was half-dead from anger: "In your eyes, the rich second generation must live in arrogance and extravagance? You are not allowed to save some money for the family?"

"Yes, yes, yes," he clasped his fists to express his admiration, "It's hidden."

After a while, he couldn't help but ask again: "Xiaotian, how old are you this year?"

"28."

He leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair and said, "28 is the boss of 'Fu Ying', that's great."

I saw envy on his face, a little uncomfortable: "That's also my parents' company, not mine. Then how old are you?"

"Me?" He pointed to his face, "What do you think?"

I thought for a while: "26, 27?"

"Hahaha!" He suddenly laughed, looking very happy, "Wrong, I will be 31 after Chinese New Year."

I was taken aback, and looked carefully at Gou Meng's face. I couldn't believe he was already thirty, and I felt a little disappointed. I thought I picked up a piece of fresh meat, but it turned out to be an old duck.

He finished laughing, grinning, and said: "I joined the army at the age of 20, left the army at 26, and traveled around the country for a few years. The money was almost spent, and I was lucky to meet you."

I was a little absent-minded: "Then where did you live before? Someone else's house?"

He shook his head: "No, I can only do part-time jobs, so generally I can't cover them, so I can only live in a guest house."

"Then how did you find me?"

"Because you look good at talking. Believe me, I have been professionally trained to read people very accurately."

I heard him say that... It always feels weird, does this mean that I am easy to deceive?

He looked at my face, and added: "I turned around quite a bit, and after looking around, you're the only one with a kind...uh, so handsome."

After being silent for a while, I asked again: "So, you have been a soldier for five or six years? It is really long enough. But if you don't want to go home, why don't you continue to be a soldier?"

He paused, as if trying to figure out how to answer.

"Boss, it's hard to explain this question. I didn't leave the army voluntarily."

Seeing that his tone was wrong, I didn't ask any more questions.After he finished packing, he went out to the supermarket with him.

He parked the car, walked into "Fuying" which is the closest to the community with me, and couldn't help asking me: "When you go to the supermarket, do you have the illusion of visiting your own home?"

I squinted at him: "Then if your family runs a hospital, doesn't it feel like going home every time you go to see a doctor?"

He knew that this question was boring, so he quietly pushed the shopping cart and followed me and stopped talking.

I don't cook, so naturally I don't know how to choose vegetables, so I silently watch Goumeng choose.When I arrived at the fruit stand, I finally had the right to speak and let him buy this and that. Unexpectedly, he was even good at picking watermelons.

If this guy didn't have that brawny body, I guess he went to the army as a cook instead of a soldier.

When checking out, I found that there was a discount for online payment, so I decisively took out my mobile phone and clicked on Alipay.Seeing my skillful operation, he said sincerely: "I have also wanted to change to a smart phone several times, and now many discounts are linked to Alipay."

I immersed myself in typing the password: "Change."

"Alas...but a smart phone is really not very practical for me, and I don't have those WeChat and Weibo ones, and I don't know how to play."

"I... well, it's up to you."

After checking out, I walked out of the gate, and a handsome guy in a tight black vest came to me and handed me a leaflet, which was an advertisement for a certain gym.Seeing that he has a handsome figure, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

When starting the car, Gou Meng suddenly said: "So you like this type, then I quite meet your standards."

"I want you to take care of it!" I replied angrily, lowered my head and played with my phone and ignored him.

After entering the house, I secretly lifted up my clothes and took a look. There are always a few days every month when I feel sad about my figure.

After putting away his things, Gou Meng came out and happened to see me staring blankly at his belly. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Want to exercise? You don't need to go to the gym. I'll take you with me."

I gave him a suspicious look, and put down my clothes: "Are you sure? I applied for several fitness cards before, but I didn't develop a single muscle."

He strode over, squeezed my arm, and said, "Your skeleton is indeed small, but it's okay. I can't guarantee eight-pack abs. I can do biceps and four-pack abs." Guaranteed."

"Really?" I still don't quite believe it. My previous coaches, who were much stronger than him, had nothing to do with me.

"Really." He nodded sincerely, and then as a test, let me follow him to do a few basic moves.

As a result, I could only do one of the four movements, and I could only hold on for more than ten seconds. He sighed, but he was comforting me: "Don't be discouraged, when I first joined the army, I was surrounded by a group of weak chickens like you." In good shape, but after two months of training, they are all strong boys."

"Who the hell are you calling a weak chicken?!" It's a rebellion. Does anyone dare to complain that their patron is a weak chicken? !Even if the other party is an ugly monster with a bald head and a round belly, shouldn't he be praised as an unparalleled handsome man in the world.

Relying on the fact that he is two or three years older than me, he always showed an expression of not caring about me: "Let's start with the basics, and then you follow me to go for a morning jog every day."

"Morning run?! I can't get up."

"I call you." He stretched his waist and began to flex his muscles and bones. His perfect muscles were faintly visible. I looked at him for a while, turned my eyes, and didn't object anymore.

Still a little envious of him, wanting to be like him.

Turns out I almost went crazy when he pulled me out of bed the next day.The two struggled on the bed for a long time, he pulled the quilt, circled me, and clenched his arms tightly, so painful that I screamed and wanted to hit him.

He suddenly lowered his head quickly, kissed my eyebrows, and said softly: "Get up, I will give you benefits."

I didn't react much to the sudden kiss, and asked drowsily, "What the hell?!"

"Foley." He lowered his voice and licked the back of my ear.

Now I woke up completely, and I was eager to try it out, wanting to further deepen this benefit.

But I couldn't hold him back, so I washed up obediently and went out for a run.

He may have deliberately taken care of me, and the pace was slow and rhythmic. We ran around the community and had breakfast in the lively market outside.I was sweating profusely, exhausted but unexpectedly energetic. I drank a bowl of porridge and said, "Remember to treat me to breakfast, it's not bad."

He only took three mouthfuls of a large bowl of porridge: "Actually, I bought it for you two days ago, but you didn't eat it, so I disposed of it."

I recalled it, and it seemed that I did sleep until noon every day, and I didn't have the habit of eating breakfast before, so I really blamed him.

After breakfast we walked home and chatted.After he knew that I had stayed abroad, he suddenly became more talkative, and seemed to be very curious about life in a foreign country.I picked my ears and said casually: "It's the same in foreign countries. I'm still not used to the local food. If you want to go abroad, you can make do with spending a few thousand."

He scratched his face: "Yes, but I was a soldier, so it's inconvenient to go abroad."

Oh, yes, I can only say: "There is really nothing interesting abroad. Now the whole world is a global village, and life in the village is similar."

"Maybe." He sighed softly, so comforting himself.

When he got home, he was busy cooking. I found him a more complicated recipe online and asked him to follow it.He didn't dare to bring my computer into the kitchen, so he put it on the coffee table in the living room, took a look and memorized a short paragraph, and then hurried into the kitchen to add vegetables and fuel.

I took a shower, rolled back to the bed with my phone in my hands, just about to play a newly downloaded game, when a message from Hupenggouyou No. [-] came:

"Hey, I found out about that Gou Meng again."

"Say."

"He didn't seem to be voluntarily retiring from the military."

I already knew this, so I asked him, "Is there anything else?"

"He seemed to have committed some crime and was forced to leave the army. Although his brothers supported him, the rest of the army hated him. Maybe they knew he was gay."

"Okay." I'm not very interested in his past, as long as he doesn't have a criminal record for murder and arson, and he got sexually transmitted diseases from rape and robbery, there's really nothing else to learn about.