Summer nights in the south make you restless, especially in Jiangbei, a city that never sleeps.
The swaying lights cast an especially suggestive glow over the night.
At the company outing, everyone got drunk. Since I hadn't had that much to drink, I was assigned to take my department head, Song Qingshan, home.
After I helped Song Qingshan into his house, he collapsed onto the sofa, looking unwell.
I poured him a glass of water and set it on the coffee table.
As I leaned over, I saw the muscular lines beneath his rumpled shirt, partly exposed.
He seemed to sense the heady, hormonal atmosphere in the air. He cracked open his eyes and gave me a strange look.
My throat tightened and I felt awkward all over, but I still forced myself to say, “Brother Song, you've had quite a lot to drink. Have some water.”
He struggled up to get the glass, but stumbled and fell straight down.
I rushed forward and caught him. Unless you had the build of a basketball team captain, most people wouldn't be able to catch a 183-centimeter guy like him.
“Good thing I caught you,” I said proudly.
But I made no move to let him go. Whether his brain was still offline or something else was going on, he didn't pull away. He just let me hold him.
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