More Contact

Although it was only a small reaction, it was enough to surprise Lawton.

After so many years of abstinence, he had seen sexy beauties with good figures, and pure and pleasant girl next door, but he had no reaction at all. He even dressed up and went to the famous red light district of H City to find a lady. He spent a lot of money and chose the most expensive. However, the result was embarrassing...

Lawton still remembered the look in the young lady's eyes, as if she was saying, “You are handsome, but is not capable in terms of sex. You can only be admired but can’t be touched. What a pity.”

So he no longer dared to get too close to others, for fear that his physical abnormalities would be discovered .

Lawton hurriedly stepped out of the elevator and speeded up his pace, lest Quent continue to pester him. His illness had been there for many years, and he even forgot when it started.

The company was not far from the apartment rented by Lawton, and it usually took more than ten minutes for him to walk home.

"Lawton!" someone called his name from behind.

"..." It's just a joke. He was really persistent.

Lawton ignored him. There were so many young and beautiful girls in the company, and Quent should focus on others.

Lawton thought he had dumped him. There was a narrow alley next to the apartment. He usually passed by this place, and he didn't care too much today.

The company had a two-day break system. Lawton planned to go to the hospital for a medical examination this weekend. Quent harassed him., and they were in the same department. It was inevitable that they would meet frequently and have physical contact.

Suddenly someone behind him clenched his wrist.

"Have you had enough?" Lawton looked back and finally abandoned his polite manner.

Quent was only in his twenties, and Lawton really didn't want to get serious with him. His life experience also taught him to hide his emotions. He was obviously very angry, but he still pretended to be calm.

"You just pushed me." Quent was a little bit rascal.

"I apologize. Can you let me go now?" Lawton whispered.

Quent was even more unhappy to see that Lawton was so straightforward. He squeezed Lawton's wrist and led Lawton into the alley.

"An apology is not enough."

"..."

"It's off work now, and there is no surveillance here. What reason do I have to let you go?" Quent raised his eyebrows.

"I should have not offend you before." Lawton thought carefully. Today was indeed the first day he and Quent met. Quent bumped into him when he came out of the office and said those harassing remarks to him. .

And he had never deliberately provoked Quent from beginning to end.

Quent took off Lawton's glasses, and Lawton looked more pleasing to the eye. But Lawton’s hairstyle was too rigid, which made Quent dissatisfied.

Because Lawton stayed in the office all the year round, his skin was white. Probably due to myopia, his eyes were a little lost of focus. His eyelashes were thick and long, and his nose was high. He pressed his thin lips tightly at the moment, because he was extremely uneasy without the glasses.

"Give the glasses to me." Lawton exasperated.

Seeing that Lawton's face was a little rosy due to anger, Quent thought Lawton's shy.

It was really boring to work in the company, and Quent didn't expect to have unexpected fun.

Lawton was not short, and he was not thin, but Quent was deliberately teasing him at the moment, raising his arms so that Lawton couldn't get it.

Sometimes it didn't need any reason for you to dislike someone.

"You are short-sighted. I thought you wore the glasses because they were funny."

"Give it back to me." Lawton slowed down his words as if he was suppressing his anger.

Seeing Lawton's opening and closing lips, Quent pursed his mouth, feeling a little tempted inexplicably.

At first, Quent was meant to embarrass Lawton when he said those harassing words, but now he thought Lawton was really good at pretending.

He had no experience in having a relationship with men. It's okay with him if others were homosexual, but he couldn't stand experiencing it personally.

Quent returned the glasses to Lawton, stopped pestering him, and left.

Lawton put on his glasses. He leaned against the wall, and he didn't have time to organize his clothes. He pressed his temples in distress.

In the past, he only felt that he was physically ill, but now he felt that he was also mentally ill.

Why... would he want Quent to have more physical contact with him?

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