I Treat You as a Brother

Fang Mo's eyes widened in an instant.

He looked at his teammates who were holding Xu Xiran's shoulders in surprise, and then quickly shifted his gaze to Xu Xiran's face.His mouth moved, as if to say something, but Xu Xiran didn't hear anything.

"What's the matter?" The teammate was tall and nervous, "Excuse me? Then I must have guessed right!"

"Go away," Xu Xiran's forehead was getting hot, and he pushed him hard, "When did I say that, don't talk nonsense..."

However, the other party was so tall and big that he couldn't push it at all.The old man was still smiling and joking with him: "You treat me like this after you use me up?"

During this process, Fang Mo kept staring at Xu Xiran's face with a surprised expression, his scorching gaze almost burned two holes in his skin.

Fortunately, the results of the lottery are finally out.The sports committee yelled for a while, and the uninvited guest finally left and ran to care about tomorrow's schedule.

Only Xu Xiran, who was sweating again, and Fang Mo, who was stiff all over, were left at the scene.Xu Xiran looked at the ground nervously, while Fang Mo still looked at Xu Xiran's face forcefully.

After a while, he finally said, "Do you like her?"

Xu Xiran shook her head without hesitation and shouted: "No!"

After that, there was another silence.

Fang Mo frowned: "So, you have a girl you like, but it's not her?"

"I..." Xu Xiran fell into embarrassment for a moment.

He has someone he likes, but not girls.Far in the sky and close in sight.He couldn't tell Fang Mo these words.

Fang Mo was very concerned: "Who is it? You didn't mention it to me at all?"

His words suddenly brought back some bad memories belonging to Xu Xiran.Not long ago, he asked Fang Mo the same question.But Fang Mo avoided answering.

By the way, Fang Mo should have someone he likes.

Xu Xiran's heart suddenly turned cold.During this period of time, my mood has been constantly fluctuating, and I have been in a daze, and I have forgotten such an important thing.

Fang Mo also seemed to have remembered something, and asked anxiously: "Let me confirm, this person you like is a real girl living by your side in the real world, right?"

Xu Xiran froze for a moment, then slowly but firmly shook her head.

It is the real boy standing in front of me right now.

Fang Mo obviously had another interpretation of his response.

"Let me just say, why do you have such a bad evaluation of the second season of Love Story?" He looked a little out of breath, and then laughed again after a sigh, "So it's empathy."

Xu Xiran couldn't bear it immediately: "Am I such a superficial person? You didn't listen to what I said that day. I'm not satisfied with the second season because..."

"Anyway, you have a new wife, right?" Fang Mo interrupted him.

Xu Xiran closed her mouth.He looked at Fang Mo in front of him, and nodded cautiously after a moment.Then, wanting to cover up Mizhang, he added: "The old man misunderstood, he thought I was talking about a female classmate."

"What does it look like? Do you have any pictures to share?" Fang Mo leaned over.

Xu Xiran took a step back, because he was too guilty to look at him: "No, I won't show it, it's mine alone."

The two of them are here to patronize the fruitless conversation, and the rest have dispersed.There is still a match tomorrow, so it is not suitable to celebrate immediately, it is the business to go back early and have a good rest.

Xu Xiran put on his coat, and walked towards the bedroom with Fang Mo.

He began to ponder some things seriously in his mind.When in unrequited love, people inevitably have some unrealistic expectations.He couldn't help but wonder, Fang Mo didn't want to confess who the person he liked back then, and could the reason be the same as his own?If so, wouldn't it be a surprise.

The assumption was so sweet it made his heart beat faster and he couldn't help laughing at himself.

how can that be possible.If so, then Zou Shun would not have asked him if he liked Fang Mo, and would have said that he could help him pursue Fang Mo.If Fang Mo likes him, do he still need to chase him?Illogical.Zou Shunruo really saw what he was thinking, and told him that Fang Mo also liked him, and it would be over.So, that guy is here to deceive him, and it's not reliable at all.

So, what kind of person is this love rival who has never met before?

"What's the matter?" Fang Mo's voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Why are you so stingy all of a sudden, let me see what's the matter?"

Xu Xiran hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't hold back, and said, "Then tell me first, what's the name of the person you like?"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he stammered and said: "What, what? Who did you listen to, don't, don't talk nonsense."

Such panic is undoubtedly self-inflicted.

The two walked quietly side by side for a few steps. He turned his head and glanced at Xu Xiran quickly, and sighed: "Actually, it's not the person I like, it's...it's the character I like. A while ago, I played with Xu Xiran." It’s just a character in Yuli.”

"Why have I never seen you play it before?" Xu Xiran was dubious, "What game, what's its name, what type is it?"

"I won't tell you," Fang Mo turned his head. "Mentally retarded games are the kind that people will laugh at if they find out. I play them secretly, and I won't tell them even if I die."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Xu Xiran really believed it.While he was relieved, he was also curious about what kind of role he would like.Although he often praised Xiaoyao's cuteness in front of him, Fang Mo himself didn't seem to have a particular preference for female characters in Fetish.This is very unreasonable for a harem-oriented work with a variety of characters and a good reputation of "there is always one suitable for you".

"If you don't show it, then you can describe it, right?" Xu Xiran said.

Fang Mo's expression became stiff, and he turned his head to look at him again, and then said, "Then let's exchange, you answer me first."

Xu Xiran cared so much about Fang Mo's preferences, so naturally he would not refuse.

"You ask?"

"Does your new wife look like Xiaoyao?" Fang Mo asked.

Xu Xiran looked at the mole at the corner of his eye, raised his hand, and gestured with his index finger and thumb: "It's a little bit similar."

After he finished speaking, he immediately said, "It's time for me to ask you."

This form of taking turns asking questions is too naive, like elementary school students, but both of them enjoy it.

Fang Mo pursed his lips and nodded: "Speak."

"The character you like, what kind of appearance is it?"

"It looks good!" Fang Mo replied in seconds.

"You're not talking nonsense, how could you deliberately make people look ugly?" Xu Xiran was dissatisfied, "I'm asking about the style. Lolita? Yujie? Sanwu girl?"

Fang Mo thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "That's right, the very...very sexy kind."

Xu Xiran narrowed her eyes upon hearing this.

"Oh, the very predictable one?" He asked.

Fang Mo glanced at the strange place, blushed and nodded: "Yes."

It turned out that Fang Mo took a good bite.

"Is it supposed to be a mature and steady big sister?" He asked again.

"That's not it. The only thing that's sexy is the appearance." Fang Mo was even more embarrassed. "It's the kind of silly, very cute and warm, the type that makes people want to take good care of him."

Xu Xiran understood.

Pure and lustful, sexy and fleshy, and can also arouse people's desire to protect, this is really the Achilles heel of every straight man!

But this description, minus the meatballs, isn't it Fang Mo Benmo?

"I'm so ashamed, I'll tell you the truth," Fang Mo said again, "It's your turn. Apart from her looks, does your new wife... have the same figure as Xiaoyao?"

Seeing Fang Mo's flat figure, Xu Xiran burst out laughing instantly.He shook his head again and again, and continued, "But he has something in common with the character you just described."

For some reason, Fang Mo was not satisfied with this answer, and frowned slightly, as if he had been ignited with some sense of competition: "The one I like is very, very good-looking, extremely good-looking. And the figure is also very good."

Xu Xiran will never admit defeat: "Whether a virtual character is good-looking or not depends on the style of painting in the final analysis. It is not about the figure that you can draw however you want. There is no comparison with real people."

After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and before he could figure out how to make it up, Fang Mo had already looked over with his eyes wide open.

"...Did you fall in love with some girly idol?"

Xu Xiran froze, not daring to make a statement.

"No wonder you refused to say anything." Fang Mo shook his head, "You are really depraved."

"Cough," Xu Xiran cleared his throat as a cover, and then said, "Anyway, he is very good-looking, pure and sexy, and can also arouse people's desire for protection."

Fang Mo frowned, seemingly unhappy, but continued to ask, "What kind of personality is it?"

Xu Xiran didn't dare to look at him anymore. He lowered his head and his face began to burn: "It's... more outgoing, quite lively, but also has a quiet side. Occasionally he is silly, and a little playful. Anyway, he is very cute, Adorable."

Fang Mo fell silent.

Xu Xiran mustered up the courage to glance at him, and found that his expression was somewhat serious.

"It's really similar," he muttered in a low voice, "the one I like is also like this."

Xu Xiran thought to himself, this is understandable.Fang Mo has always been quite narcissistic, and it's not surprising that he would have a crush on characters similar to himself.

He was extremely curious about the character described by Fang Mo, but he was also afraid that if he asked to see it, Fang Mo would ask for an exchange.Where is he going to conjure up a lovable girl idol like Fang Mo who perfectly fits his description.

After chatting all the way, I finally returned to the dormitory.

Before parting, Fang Mo was still thinking about something seriously, looking absent-minded.

"Then shall I go up first?" Xu Xiran said to him.

Fang Mo asked suddenly: "You didn't lie to me, did you? The person you mentioned is really not from your class?"

Xu Xiran immediately denied it, with a firm and forceful tone: "How is that possible!"

Hearing this, Fang Mo smiled at him: "What are you so nervous about? Go back and take a good hot bath before going to sleep. It will depend on you to perform tomorrow!"

After Fang Mo returned to the dormitory, he thought about it for a while.Xu Xiran's descriptions didn't catch that girl at all, and at least half of the alarm was lifted.As for whether the one he likes is a real-life idol, there are still doubts.After all, there is no clue at all during this period of time. A recent circle of friends is still recalling the beautiful first season of Love Story.

But if it is said that he pays special attention to any girl in real life, it seems that there is no one.

If it is really an idol, Fang Mo actually has a bit of taste in his heart.In contrast, he would rather Xu Xiran continue to indulge in Two-dimensional.A rival in love who really exists in the real world will inevitably arouse people's desire for comparison.But because he couldn't show his so-called favorite character, he couldn't force him to ask Xu Xiran who his favorite idol was.

He was troubled in his heart for a while, and suddenly came up with an unrealistic and very tempting idea.But soon, he poured cold water on himself and persuaded himself to calm down.

Except for being very beautiful, Xu Xiran's other descriptions have nothing to do with him.

But even if it's just a tiny bit of hope, it's hard to avoid making people itch.After pondering for a while, he took out his phone and edited a text message to Zou Shun.

"Honey, am I sexy?"

The so-called fans of the authorities, self-evaluation is inevitably not objective, it is better to connect with off-court players to ask for opinions.