Private driver

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"Finished? Get in, here are some steamed buns I brought you, eat them while they're hot." Gu Leyang had just stepped out of the building when a white taxi was already parked downstairs. After Gu Leyang got into the passenger seat, Jiang Fan immediately took out a box of steamed buns and handed it to him with a grin. 　　Gu
Leyang patted his rumbling stomach and silently took the buns and started eating. How did things turn out like this? When did this guy become his personal driver? But having someone pick him up after work every day and buy him late-night snacks is really not bad. This guy, besides being a chatterbox, has almost no other flaws; he's gentle, considerate, and has a good temper—truly a modern-day good man. Stop, stop, don't overthink it. He's a straight man, as straight as they come. He's just treating you as a friend, don't let your imagination run wild.
It all started with the last time Gu Leyang met Jiang Fan in a taxi. Since then, Gu Leyang had worked overtime for several days in a row. He didn't choose to drive; he suddenly felt that taking a nap in the taxi on his way home would be really comfortable. But to his surprise, aside from that one night he fell asleep in Jiang Fan's car, he never managed to sleep in anyone else's car. A few days later, Gu Leyang unexpectedly got into Jiang Fan's taxi again. Amidst Jiang Fan's incessant chatter, Gu Leyang quickly drifted off to sleep.
When Jiang Fan woke him up, Gu Leyang was annoyed. "How come I can't sleep in other people's cars, but I can sleep so soundly in yours?" Gu Leyang attributed it to Jiang Fan's smooth driving. Gu Leyang's sleep quality was poor; every night he had bizarre dreams, and sometimes he couldn't sleep at all. These few times he slept in Jiang Fan's car were among his best sleep experiences. Gu Leyang decisively got Jiang Fan's phone number, and the two made an agreement: whenever Gu Leyang worked overtime, Jiang Fan would pick him up.
As it turned out, Gu Leyang's decision was absolutely correct; Jiang Fan was not only a good driver but also a kind-hearted person. Every time he picked up Gu Leyang, he would bring him all sorts of snacks and late-night treats that Gu Leyang liked. Now, Gu Leyang not only didn't dislike working overtime, but even secretly looked forward to it.
"I'm telling you, seeing how hungry you are every day, do you not eat dinner every time you work overtime? It's not good for your stomach in the long run." Gu Leyang was still struggling with his steamed buns when Jiang Fan started nagging again. Today, his topic was Gu Leyang's stomach.
"Where do I find the time to eat when I'm working overtime? Besides, even if I had the time, there's nowhere to eat." Gu Leyang's company has a small canteen where an auntie or chef cooks some simple home-style dishes every day at noon, but the canteen is closed in the evening.
"That won't do. Skipping dinner is bad for your stomach, and eating a late-night snack can easily lead to high blood pressure and high cholesterol. Don't think it's nothing now because you're young; you'll understand after you turn thirty. Health is the foundation of everything. You're working so hard; how can you keep up if you don't get proper nutrition?" Jiang Fan's words were full of concern, which warmed Gu Leyang's heart. For so many years, ever since he realized he liked Zhang Yiyu and resolutely came out to his family, no one had cared for him like this.
Jiang Fan had been quite happy lately; after his chance encounter with Gu Leyang, he had found him quite endearing. A few days later, as he passed Gu Leyang's company in the evening, Jiang Fan, almost without thinking, parked his car downstairs and stared blankly at the various white-collar elites leaving work. Most people drive directly or hail a taxi. Some people approached Jiang Fan to ask if he needed a ride, but Jiang Fan shook his head. He didn't know what he was waiting for, but when the dispatch call rang at 8:30, Jiang Fan accepted the assignment immediately. Jiang
Fan stared straight at the building entrance until Gu Leyang's figure appeared there, then he let out a long sigh of relief and greeted him with a grin. It turned out he had been waiting for Gu Leyang all this time. Jiang Fan suddenly realized, but it also felt natural. This guy was quite interesting; it would be good to have a chance to be friends.
That day, Jiang Fan didn't get to say much before Gu Leyang fell asleep in the car. Jiang Fan deliberately drove very smoothly, afraid of waking him up. When he woke Gu Leyang at their destination, Jiang Fan secretly examined the smoothness of Gu Leyang's face, inwardly despising himself for acting like a lecherous pervert.
So when Gu Leyang woke up and suggested that Jiang Fan pick him up from work, Jiang Fan, feeling a little embarrassed, readily agreed. He felt a special connection with Gu Leyang, and he'd never had a friend like Gu Leyang before.
Today, Jiang Fan felt a pang of sadness. He hadn't expected the lives of seemingly glamorous white-collar elites to be so demanding. Gu Leyang, who didn't look particularly overweight, had become increasingly thinner from working overtime every day lately, practically busier than Jiang Fan himself, who was practically running a taxi all by himself. Even bringing him late-night snacks couldn't compensate for his neglect of his health. A sentence slipped out of Jiang Fan's mouth unconsciously: "Call me if you're working overtime next time, and I'll bring you dinner."
Gu Leyang was startled by this. Bring him dinner? What did that mean? This guy was being too nice to him, not only buying him late-night snacks but also bringing him dinner. If it weren't for their recent interactions, it would be so clear from his words that this guy was straight; Gu Leyang would have almost thought he was being pursued. Why would he be so kind to a complete stranger he'd only just met? Or was he this kind to everyone? The thought made Gu Leyang inexplicably uncomfortable. He replied stiffly, "That's too much trouble, don't bother."
"No trouble at all. You're not working overtime every day, are you? I heard you say things will be easier once this busy period is over. I'll deliver it for you during this time. I'll eat out anyway, I can just eat nearby and bring it to you on my way." Jiang Fan didn't seem to think Gu Leyang's refusal was a problem at all, and readily agreed to the arrangement. Gu Leyang was
dumbfounded. He thought about it; Jiang Fan was always very outgoing, so saying more would probably be pointless. As long as he didn't call to tell him he was working overtime, Jiang Fan wouldn't come to deliver the food. It was just a pity he wouldn't be able to get a decent taxi after work that night.
Seeing that Gu Leyang didn't object, Jiang Fan happily said, "Then it's settled. Just call me if you're working overtime. By the way, do you live alone? Is it a bought house or a rented one? Your area must be expensive, whether you bought or rented. You really earn a lot; I don't earn as much as you. But earning a lot must be hard work. How do you relax with so much pressure? By the way, do you like sports..." Jiang Fan was talking happily, and Gu Leyang initially responded with a few "uh-huhs," but then he just slumped back in his seat and fell asleep.
As Jiang Fan continued talking, the person next to him fell silent again. Turning his head, he saw that he was indeed asleep again. Jiang Fan closed the car window for ventilation, turned up the air conditioning a bit, and then shut up and focused on driving.
The next day, Gu Leyang deliberately didn't call Jiang Fan to tell him about working overtime, thinking that this would at least stop him from bringing him dinner. Gu Leyang felt he couldn't let Jiang Fan intrude too much into his life. Jiang Fan's handsomeness, reliability, gentleness, and thoughtfulness held an irresistible attraction for Gu Leyang, and the worst part was that he was straight. No one knew better than Gu Leyang the consequences of falling for a straight man; Zhang Yiyu was a perfect example. Gu Leyang had once confidently assumed Zhang Yiyu was also gay, or at least partially so, but even such a partially gay person ultimately chose a woman. Indeed, society wasn't tolerant enough; aside from a pure gay man like Gu Leyang, anyone with even a sliver of hope wouldn't choose this path, let alone someone as ambitious as Zhang Yiyu.
Trying to turn a straight man gay wasn't a good thing; it was better to avoid it. It would only lead to trouble and personal suffering. While Gu Leyang was still wallowing in self-pity, his phone on the table rang cheerfully. He picked it up with a start and saw Jiang Fan's name flashing on the screen.
"Hello, Gu Leyang, this is Jiang Fan. I'm downstairs at your company. What floor are you on again? I forgot to ask." As soon as the call connected, Jiang Fan's energetic voice came through. Gu Leyang was dumbfounded, thinking, "This is what it means to be naturally friendly. With Jiang Fan, all pretense and subtlety are irrelevant."
In the company break room, Jiang Fan watched Gu Leyang engrossed in his meal, a smile playing on his lips. Finally, the things he'd bought suited
Gu Leyang's taste; his careful selection of a little of everything hadn't been in vain. "Hey, I haven't even called to tell you I was working overtime, why are you here already? Aren't you worried I'm not working overtime and have already gone home?" Gu Leyang wiped his mouth with a tissue, leaned back in his chair with a satisfied look, and let out a burp. So comforting; it had been a long time since he'd eaten dinner on time, let alone such a sumptuous meal.
"You didn't call me, did you? I thought if you weren't working overtime, you'd definitely tell me. Not receiving a call means you're working overtime. Besides, if you're home, I can just walk you there; it's only half an hour anyway," Jiang Fan said nonchalantly.
Gu Leyang broke out in a cold sweat. He was even planning to walk him home? That was overly solicitous! Did he really have something going on with me? Gu Leyang thought and thought, carefully considering Jiang Fan's character. He felt Jiang Fan was quite nice, and if they could really be together,
they would definitely be happy. But the problem was, Jiang Fan was straight, right? Should he try testing the waters again? "Jiang Fan, why are you so nice to me?" Gu Leyang asked tentatively, a little nervous.
"Hmm?... Well, I don't know. I just feel a connection with you and want to be good friends. My parents are gone, and I'm busy making money to support myself, so I don't have many friends. I enjoy chatting with you. You don't think I'm annoying, do you?" Jiang Fan asked cautiously at the end.
Sure enough, he was straight. Hearing Jiang Fan's answer, Gu Leyang didn't know how to feel—a mix of disappointment and relief. Seeing the cautious expression on Jiang Fan's usually sunny face, Gu Leyang laughed loudly: "How could I! I just feel like you're too nice to me, like you're taking advantage of me."
Jiang Fan laughed too, and their hearty laughter echoed in the small lounge.
Author's Note: Hmm, Jiang Fan is a bit gay. Actually
, he's never been in a relationship before, so who knows if he's straight or gay?

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