I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 125: Love can really be torturous

I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 《你是男的我也爱》Ni Shi Nan De Wo Ye Ai
I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 125: Love can really be torturous

He was standing in his office on the 19th floor, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, finally getting rid of the 7th floor. Mr. Cui was in great joy but gradually his smile disappeared and he had to find a way to fire An-Ziyan, he remained. It's an afterthought and he couldn't sit comfortably in his own seat.

Sitting in the general staff seat on the 7th floor, Mai Ding stared blankly at the piles of files on the desktop, is this the company? In the interest of the most priority, General Manager Wang was only hospitalized for a few days, so should he admire the leaders for their decisiveness and concern for the overall situation or should he sigh at the coldness and warmth of the people who were put in the last place? Manager Cui took over Wang's position and there was no doubt that he wouldn't let An-Ziyan go, so what happened next? Mai Ding opened the file and quietly began to work, satisfied with his job as a mundane clerk, didn't he look stupid to look as a threat?


“Let's go see Mr. Wang.” At dinner, Mai Ding looked up at An-Ziyan.

“Now don't go causing trouble.”

“If it's caused by a cold, it should be cured, right?” He asked uncertainty and Mai Ding couldn't be too sure now, because he had sworn to An-Ziyan that his grandfather would be cured, that there would be a miracle appearing, but his own words proved to be the most sinking lie, lying to himself and to An-Ziyan and he dared not say any more, he really doesn't dare. The relationship between Wang and An-Ziyan is not simply summed up in terms of superiors and subordinates; to Mai Ding, General Manager Wang bears some resemblance to his grandfather. He acted as one of the elders, teaching and reminding An-Ziyan from time to time, assisting him in his growth by his side, although An-Ziyan sometimes contradicted them, but he would still basically listen to them.

An-Ziyan probably can't bear the thought of losing again and I can't bear the thought of watching An-Ziyan lose again.

“He'll be fine, he just needs some time.” An-Ziyan said quietly, is he trying to allay his fears? Mai Ding couldn't continue the conversation, just nodded.

“Go somewhere with me tonight.”

“Well, where are we going?”

“You'll see when you get there.”

Thought An-Ziyan was trying to get to the cabin, but he drove in the opposite direction, the music in the car surrounded him in the narrow space and Mai Ding's eyes were filled with sadness as he saw An-Ziyan's seatbelt fastened. There's so little he can do for An-Ziyan, so little and the feeling that it's never enough is in the realm of love, too? Love can really be torturous.

They passed through the city, through the suburbs, leaving the lights far behind, the surroundings increasingly deserted. When the screen lit up again, he asked, “Aren't you going to answer the phone?” An-Ziyan took out his cell phone and turned it off: “It's not important anyway.”

“But if you turn your phone off, you'll be anxious if someone can't find you.”

“Anyway, I'm with you now, so it's okay if you turn off your phone.” He didn't mean it, if he's separated from An-Ziyan, he won't turn off his phone, so he doesn't have to worry about not finding him, can he understand that?

The car finally came to a stop in an empty space and An-Ziyan opened the door and got out of the car, followed by Mai Ding. The cold wind pounced on them like a wild dog meeting its prey with impunity and Mai Ding wrapped his jacket tightly, the car's headlights on, turning the air's With the dust illuminated and the surrounding landscape looking bored to death, Mai Ding followed An-Ziyan's line of sight, not far from them There's an abandoned factory and it's pitch black inside the crumbling walls heading for the factory and Mai Ding trotted after him: “I'd rather not, it looks so scary.”

“Are you afraid?”

“Who says I'm afraid, there might be some predators in there at night.”

“Yeah?” An-Ziyan replied perfunctorily and without stopping, they walked straight in through a collapsed wall, the ground uneven, strewn with stones and odds and ends.

“I was unsteady, so I grabbed you but not because I was scared.” Mai Ding defends himself, grabbing the back of An-Ziyan's jacket, An-Ziyan takes Mai Ding's phone and illuminates the interior of the factory, which must have been abandoned for some time, covered in cobwebs, Mai Ding looks around curiously, An-Ziyan fiddles with the phone.

“Say something to me, say anything, I'm the only one who says it's creepy, in ghost movies there's always a situation where you're supposed to be holding your partner but your partner won't say anything and then you turn around and realize it's a ghost, so say something, or I'll make you a ghost.”

“Boring.”

“And call me bored, you're the one who's bored, what's there to see here on an adventure in the middle of the night, isn't a walk somewhere more pleasing to the eye?”

“I didn't think I had anything in such a remote place. He didn't answer Mai Ding, he didn't answer himself, he answered him: “What's so strange, it's in the middle of nowhere that I'm broke.”

Mai Ding kicked the pillar next to him in boredom and the dust flew and An-Ziyan covered his mouth and nose with his arm, glared at Mai Ding and dragged him out. When they left, their hair and clothes were covered with dust and Mai Ding, who had never seen An-Ziyan in such a state, giggled like a child.”

“Because... Because it's funny.”

“Like an idiot.”

“Who are you calling an idiot? You're no better than me.” Mai Ding stopped laughing and stood on tiptoe to gently brush the dust out of An-Ziyan's hair: “Now do you feel as good as I do? I can't stand it when you're sad, I really can't.” An-Ziyan stared at him: “Mai Ding, you are, sometimes, really funny.” Mai Ding didn't have time to say anything before An-Ziyan hugged him tightly: “Let's go home.”

“Mmmh.”

The two dirty clothes were taken off in the entranceway and Mai Ding, who had come out of the shower, was picked up and placed on the bed by An-Ziyan, who was naked. On the top half of his body, his skin was becoming extremely warm from the hot water, Mai Ding snuggled into An-Ziyan's arms, accepting his gentle kisses.

Tonight An-Ziyan’s touches did not carry wild predation, all touches were faint, Mai Ding could feel his kisses again like that was just air. As the moment of separation faded Mai Ding sank into a numb, confined space, unable to find an exit, An-Ziyan's hands and lips moved over Mai Ding's body at the same time. Self-stirred desire, given and denied, their skin so familiar that it easily sparked desire, Mai Ding grasped An-Ziyan's hold on the bed's wrists, slowly moving up to his shoulders, he liked to touch and possess An-Ziyan in such darkness and also to rub his inner thighs against the An-Ziyan's waist.



~ I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 (Sequel) ~




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