Du You closed the door and walked in: "Are you going to take a shower."

However, You Haoyu did not reply.

The living room is very quiet. The warm light shone in and Ryan didn't know where he was. There were only two of them in the room.

Du You seemed to be aware of something, and when he looked upstairs, he vaguely felt something wrong.

At this time, I heard You Haoyu asking: "Did you go for a walk?"

Du You nodded: "Go for a while."

Hearing that, You Haoyu clenched his fists and turned to the beginning: "I saw it." He paused, "Are you dating that guy."

When I asked this, it was difficult to speak.

This is the second incomprehensible question Du You heard tonight.

In short, Du You responded, "No."

Rather, this is not what he should be thinking.

Hearing the answer, You Haoyu turned to look at Du You again.

He felt that he must make it clear.

Without piercing this layer of window paper, Du You might never realize his feelings. And it is very likely that someone else will get on the way first.

Even if he is rejected, he has to tell the other person what he thinks.

Because of being too nervous, my heart beats so fast: "I—"

Suddenly, there was a "boom" from the upper floor. Du You heard it and wanted to go upstairs to check.

However, his arm was grabbed: "Wait!"

Du You looked at You Haoyu, and the other party was trembling for some reason.

"I have something to tell you."

The young man's ears were flushed, and the fingers holding Du You became tighter and tighter.

"I like you.".

As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent.

System: [Wow! 】

As if yelling was not enough, he yelled again: 【Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh~! 】

Like a crowing rooster.

Du You: [Shut up. 】

The system is quiet.

You Haoyu's eyes were very bright, looking at Du You without blinking. His hands were shaking badly, waiting for a response.

Du You: "Are you talking to me."

You Haoyu: "Yes."

Du You: "I am a man."

You Haoyu: "I know."

Du You puzzled: "You said you don't like men."

You Haoyu was silent.

Indeed, a few months ago, he mistakenly thought that Du You was going to have unspoken rules for himself, so he said this without embarrassment.

But now even if he was slapped in the face, he was not going to regret it.

Before I confessed my heart again, I heard Du You say: "Moreover, I am not Xiao Tiantian."

You Haoyu didn't expect that this name would appear on an occasion of confession that was extremely important to him.

He said with difficulty: "Why... mention that person."

Du You: "'Although I don't like men, Xiao Tiantian is an exception.' Isn't that true?"

This is Du You's character set in the book "The Domineering President Fell in Love with Me".

The overbearing president You Fengliu is suave, but he hates homosexuality while passing a leaf among the flowers. Only fell into the gentle trap of Xiao Baihua Xiao Tiantian.

——I don't like men, but I like you.

This is the positioning.

The system wipes tears. Although I am very happy that the host still remembers what it once taught... But this is not a question that should be asked in this situation!

Hearing this, You Haoyu let go of his hand unconsciously.

Although the other party did not directly refuse to answer, but said something completely inconsequential, which proved that he did not take his confession into consideration.

In other words, Du You was not shaken by his confession at all.

The air conditioner is still on in the living room, but for some reason, it feels a little cool.

But for this result, You Haoyu had already prepared himself.

It doesn't matter if he is rejected, he just wants to tell Du You what he thinks in his heart.

But in the end, he still wanted to hear a definite answer.

You Haoyu hesitated: "Can you associate with me."

Du You: "Sorry."

The other party answered simply and neatly, leaving no room for it.

You Haoyu was completely awake.

However, it does not matter.

He lowered his head, speechless for a moment. Then he lifted up and looked directly at Du You's eyes.

"My thoughts will not change. And from now on, I will start pursuing you with integrity."

"..."

no respond. You Haoyu twitched the corner of his mouth and took a step back: "That's all I want to say."

He touched the doorknob with his hand and unscrewed it, "Good night."

Then walked into the room.

The door closed with a bang, leaving Du You alone in the living room.

A few minutes later, the system watched the host still standing in the corridor, and couldn't help but say: [Host...]

Du You: [What? 】

System: [The confession should be a happy thing, why are you so serious? 】

Du You: 【……】

Du You: [Difficult to understand. 】

What is the feeling of "like".

He "likes" eating, "likes" playing mobile phones, and "likes" all the entertainment activities in this world.

But this is definitely not the same as the "like" you Haoyu said and the "like" that Qin Ge said.

Is it the feeling between the male and female protagonists in "Don't Run"?

But after all, he chased that cartoon for a long time, but he just found the plot interesting. After all, I didn't understand how the male and female leaders liked it.

So why did You Haoyu "like" him?

The system watched the host sink into the philosophical thinking of "who am I, where am I", and couldn't help sighing.

The future is long, and you still need to work hard.

After all, Du You couldn't understand it, and walked to the second floor.

When I saw my bedroom door wide open and the lights on, I suddenly regained consciousness.

Walking in, I saw the room was messed up. The closet fell on the thick carpet, the bed was in a mess, and the quilt and pillows rolled all over the floor.

Who is the culprit can probably be guessed with toes. It's just that the person is nowhere to be seen.

Du You looked out the window: "Come out."

Nothing happened.

When Du You raised his foot to walk towards the window, a figure suddenly turned up and jumped onto the window sill. Both ears and tails were pitifully drooping.

"Sorry."

Du You: "What are you doing?"

"I just wanted to take a look at your room. But I was so excited by the smell." Ryan jumped off the window sill, "Don't be angry."

Du You tilted his head to look behind Ryan—the window glass was not broken.

He looked at the werewolf again, who was still staring at him intently, as if for fear of him getting angry. The bitten wound on his neck almost healed, leaving only two small red spots.

Du You thought for a while: "Ask you a question."

Ryan tilted his head.

Du You: "Do you want to take me back to the tribe because you like me."

"like!"

Ryan blurted out. Coming closer, circled Du You, her tail wagging: "Of course I like my wife!"

"Why." Du You puzzled, "We just met."

Besides, there was a fight before.

Ryan's handsome face leaned close, and when he spoke, he could vaguely see the two canine teeth.

"I like your face! You can learn about other things after you get married."

This is the courtship habit of the orc tribe. The person who is fancy rushes home first, and then slowly break in. Otherwise, if you want to engage in human "love", your fancy spouse will only be preempted by others.

Du You: "Face?"

"Your eyes and hair are all beautiful." Ryan looked at Du You in fascination, scanning from top to bottom.

As he approached, Du You had to retreat.

"I am the strongest orc in the tribe. Marry me and we will have the strongest baby."

"No." Du You refused, "I have no fertility."

Ryan: "You can drink the wizard's potion, which can improve your body."

Du You lowered his eyes and looked at the werewolf's clearly visible abdominal muscles: "Then you can give birth if you drink it?"

Ryan's footsteps stopped.

Du You looked up, looked at the werewolf, and asked again: "Can you?"

"It's impossible for males and males to have children!" Ryan flushed, as if angry.

"..."

It doesn't matter, Du You doesn't care. He just wanted to know what it meant to "like".

However, the werewolf seemed unable to give him the answer.

Du You grabbed the opponent's arm and took him out of the bedroom before he could react.

"Go to the living room."

This was a good thing from the beginning. Although Ryan was lost, he did not resist.

He looked at the messy room behind Du You and blinked his dark green eyes: "Are you satisfied with my answer. Can you forgive me for messing up your room."

For Du You, messing up the room is not a big deal. But seeing Ryan kept looking at him, he nodded.

Ryan's eyes lit up and ran away happily.

The next day.

The first rays of morning light spilled in through the window. Du You sat up, her hair twisted.

There is a cell phone on the bedside table. There is still half an hour before the alarm is set.

Sure enough, I slept too long before.

Du You sat on the bed for a while, then got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, changed into a suit and went downstairs.

Auntie has come and is cooking in the kitchen.

In the living room, Ryan hasn't gotten up yet. I was lying on the sofa before going to bed yesterday, but now I don’t know why I’m rolling to the ground. Covered with a blanket, he moved slightly with his breathing.

Du You looked away.

As an overbearing president, the morning starts with a cup of coffee.

In the past, the time to get up was very regular, so the aunt usually soaked up ten minutes in advance and put it on the table. But because of getting up early today, it seems that I am not ready yet.

He went into the kitchen.

When I saw two people standing inside, I didn't realize my steps.

You Haoyu dressed in a shirt, rolled up his sleeves, showing his strong arms. His muscles are not as obvious as Ryan, thin, but lean and powerful.

Holding a transparent bowl in his left hand, there is orange egg liquid inside. Holding long chopsticks in his right hand, stirring.

The wooden chopsticks collided with the glass bowl, making a crisp knock.

"Yes, yes, that's it." The aunt still stood by and instructed, "It's almost done, put it in the pot."

"Be careful not to lift too high, lightly. Otherwise the oil will spill out."

You Haoyu is cooking for the first time. Seeing the splashing oil and water in the pot, frowning tightly, pouring down slowly. The vigilant look seemed to be dismantling a bomb.

With a crackling sound, all the egg liquid was poured into the pot.

You Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, I heard the woman say: "Sir, have you gotten up?"

He was startled and turned his head to look away.

Du You didn't quite understand: "Are you teaching him cooking."

The aunt chuckled, "Yes, he seems quite interested."

In fact, she was also taken aback. Twenty minutes ago, when she was still choosing dishes, the boy suddenly walked in and watched quietly.

Auntie is a person who has seen the world, even if she is watched, she will not be nervous. But the other party came a bit suddenly, so he asked about the situation.

Then he saw that his ears were red, and he hesitated to say he wanted to do it together.

Although in principle, guests should not help. But she looked at the child in her thirties and nodded in agreement.

The important thing is that when asked by such a good-looking boy blushing, the devil will not refuse!

The aunt patted her forehead: "Look at me, you are going to have coffee. Make it for you immediately."

Du You shook his head: "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

There is a coffee machine at home, just press the button. The operation is simple and idiot, even Du You can do it.

He took out the coffee cup and put it under the machine. The pure black liquid gurgled out, and the air was filled with the mellow aroma of coffee beans.

Breakfast is almost done. After the aunt put it on the plate, she took it to the restaurant.

Two cups of coffee are also brewed. Du You handed one of them to You Haoyu: "Here."

You Haoyu took it and heard the question again: "Do you like cooking?"

You Haoyu looked at the coffee in his hand. The top layer is white foam, dangling slightly. In addition to the bitterness of coffee, there is also a strong milky aroma.

"...I'm making it for the first time." He replied, looking at Du You, "I want to make it for you."

He is not interested or not interested in cooking.

At home, there are chefs who specialize in cooking. After debut, the company and the dormitory have provided meals.

However, for him to control his weight, food is only a necessity for survival, and it does not matter whether it is delicious or not.

But Du You likes it, so he wants to learn.

Du You: "Why, do you like me?"

The question is straightforward. You Haoyu was startled, blushing over his cheeks: "...Yes."

"..."

Du You hugged his chest.

It doesn't matter if the other person makes these because they like to cook. But because of him, doing something that is not of interest at all will make him feel pressured.

Moreover, even if he learned to cook, he didn't think his feelings for You Haoyu would change.

Otherwise, he would probably like all the chefs in the world.

Du You: [If I say that, will he be sad? 】

【nonsense! 】System support.

Fortunately, the host has made a little progress. Knowing that before talking, ask for its opinions on this normal system.

Du You took a sip of coffee and put down the cup: "Let's go, eat."

Walking into the restaurant, sandwiches and salads are on the table. The sandwich that belonged to Du You was 10 stories high and contained various vegetables and meat.

After seated, Du You flattened the sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth.

Crisp and refreshing lettuce, slightly salty smoked thin slices, freshly cooked fried eggs, and soft bread slices, the taste buds are filled with different flavors in an instant, but they complement each other just right.

It’s not that difficult to make a sandwich. But for beginners, it is a good start.

Du You chewed and swallowed: "It's delicious."

You Haoyu holds a normal-sized sandwich in his hand. Although it's not obvious, but the line of sight has been on Du You seemingly.

Hearing the evaluation, he touched his nose: "I will continue to study." He paused and looked over, "I want to make it for you later, okay."

If it were in the usual way, Du You would definitely not be able to hear the inner meaning, and directly nodded carelessly.

But after the confession last night, he hesitated and replied: "I have an aunt."

After speaking, the two were silent for a few seconds.

You Haoyu took the lead to look away.

Hearing the words just now, he almost thought that Du You liked Auntie.

...

Not so.

He took a sip of coffee and was shocked.

After breakfast, it was close to eight o'clock. Du You received the text message from Assistant Xiao.

[Mr. Du, here we are. 】

Du You put on his suit jacket and tie, ready to go out. Ryan hadn't woken up yet, lying in the living room, asleep.

Du You walked to the entrance, suddenly stopped, turned around and walked back. He picked up Ryan who was sleeping and threw him into the guest room with broken windows.

Ryan rolled several times on the big bed and finally woke up from his sleep. A head with long silver hair sticks out of the blanket, and his eyes are sleepy.

But when those green pupils saw Du You in front of the bed, they squinted and tried to come over.

Du You pressed his shoulders: "If you want to sleep, keep going. But you are not allowed to go out or make trouble. Do you understand."

Ryan raised his head and whimpered as a response.

Du You patted his head: "Go to sleep."

Ryan hadn't slept enough, so he went back on his stomach.

Du You walked out of the guest room, and You Haoyu was leaning on the hallway waiting for him.

I asked the director team for three days off before, and because of the shoulder injury, it happened to be able to use this time to recover from the injury. It's just that You Haoyu couldn't go anywhere because of his identity.

Du You opened the door, and the car had stopped outside.

"Be careful on the road."

Du You looked back after listening.

The morning light reflected on the handsome face of the young man, and the amber pupils became a little faint. Even the hair dyed back to black seemed to be shrouded in radiance.

Du You nodded: "I'm leaving."

Du Group.

The day passed quickly, and when the last meeting was over, it was already approaching evening.

Du You walked out of the meeting room. Assistant Xiao followed and reported: “Due to the traffic accident of Mr. Shen, the next two months can only be held by telephone conference, and the time may have to be adjusted.”

Du You: "Okay, let's see the arrangement over there." He said, "Go to the hospital today."

Assistant Xiao knows: "Is it going to Mr. Shen? I'll arrange a driver." Then he asked, "For souvenirs, are flowers and fruits okay."

The last time the incident happened suddenly, I went to the hospital to understand the situation as soon as possible, so I didn't have time to bring a gift of condolences.

But in general, this is business etiquette.

Flowers and fruits are the least error-prone and are also easy to buy.

Du You pondered for a while: "No."

Assistant Xiao: "?"

Du You: "Buy a cake."

Assistant Xiao:? ? ?

Wait, did she hear me wrong?

Even if you know that Mr. Du and Mr. Shen have a good personal relationship, as the president of a group to visit the president of another group, the gift is actually to buy cake?

Step back ten thousand steps and say that visiting patients to buy snacks is simply the biggest minefield-because I don't know if the doctor will let the patient avoid it.

...And it's still a perishable food like cake.

Although Assistant Xiao always takes Mr. Du's opinion as the first one, he still feels that he should persuade him on this issue.

But before I spoke, I heard the other party continue: "Buy a bigger one."

Assistant Xiao was silent, and said yes.

When I turned around to call, I felt a little dazed.

Also buy a larger one... Mr. Du, it's not that you want to eat it yourself.

Hospital, room 502.

Shen Chen felt a pain in his head.

Because of Secretary Dong's big mouth, he told his parents about the accident and hospitalization. As a result, the two arrived early in the morning.

The mother held him and wept bitterly all morning, and then she began to preach, asking why she didn't tell them that something happened and whether they didn't love their parents anymore.

His head hurts babblingly.

Father Shen also helped his wife educate the children at the beginning. But later, I guess I couldn't help this broken spell. Seeing that there was nothing serious about Shen Chen, he left, and said something before leaving.

"I'm tired of eating the hospital these days. I'll wait for dinner to be brought here."

Shen Chen immediately changed his expression.

Fortunately, she was stopped in time by Mother Shen. After that, Mother Shen stayed with him, hushing and asking warmth. It was peeling fruit and pouring water.

Once Shen Chen wanted to open the laptop for office work, he would be stopped.

"No, you have to recuperate. You can't do things that are bothering you."

Shen Chen was very helpless, rubbing his eyebrows: "Mom. I hurt my leg, not my head."

"That's not okay." Mother Shen said vigorously, "Even if the doctor did not check it out, but in case there is a slight concussion. Then you overuse your brain and make the injury worse? At least for this week, you will definitely not be able to work. rest well!"

At the end, I followed the sentence: "I will supervise you."

Shen Chen was speechless for a while, and picked up the phone.

Mother Shen stopped: "Be careful, there is radiation!"

"Mom." Shen Chen twitched, "Do you think I'm pregnant?"

"What nonsense. You are a son and not a daughter. How could you be pregnant."

Having said that, Mother Shen sighed unconsciously, "However, if you were a girl, I guess Youyou would have been resuscitated long ago. We don't know if people like boys or not, so we rushed to push you to him. I haven't moved for a long time, I guess I look down on you."

After saying these words that smashed my heart, he sighed again as if it was not enough.

Shen Chen didn't start: "I don't care."

Mother Shen: "Humph!"

Shen Chen: "..."

When the mother and son were making noise, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Mother Shen looked out the door: "Oh, don't it's your dad here. They said they don't need to bring food."

The afternoon passed quickly, and it was night before I knew it. The setting sun was almost sinking, half-hidden behind the mountain.

The sky is at the turn of day and night. Perhaps because of spring, the color has become a bit richer.

Hearing what his mother said, Shen Chen's heart sank.

However, even if Dad really cooked and brought it over, he would never eat it.

Mother Shen walked to the door and opened it. When he saw the incoming person clearly, his eyebrows were bent unconsciously.

"Oh, Youyou, long time no see. Will you come to see our home Chenchen."

Du You: "Hello."

From the position where Shen Chen lay down, no one could see who was standing at the door. But hearing the greeting from my mother and the reply from the other side, he immediately sat up.

Picking up the phone, he fiddled with his hair against the black reflective screen.

Clothes... are pajamas that are easy to move around. But it is too late to change.

I can only pull the quilt up and cover the clothes that do not reflect the temperament of a rich old man.

Mother Shen turned sideways to let people come in.

Du You walked in, and his eyes fell on the injured leg that was in cast. Then looked at Shen Chen: "Is the injury better?"