ten year dream

After he came back, Mo Zheng seemed restless. Liang Xingjue hesitated for a while before asking, "Brother Zheng, where have you been?"

"Not going anywhere." Mo Zheng replied with a calm face.

Liang Xingjue's heart trembled slightly, and he silently closed his mouth.

Le Xuan squinted at the two of them, and sighed lightly.Mo Zheng's sense of self-protection is too much, and Liang Xingjue dare not say anything. There will be a deviation in this relationship one day, and it may run counter to it.

"Nervous enough to go to the bathroom?" Le Xuan mocked.

Mo Zheng froze for a moment, then nodded noncommittally.

Not long after, Qi Zhihan came out, Mo Zheng and Liang Xingjue got up immediately, Le Xuan stepped forward to support her like Li Lianying, and asked, "How's the situation?"

Qi Zhihan was more cautious about this kind of thing, and replied without any detours: "Successful."

Le Xuan smiled happily, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Qi Zhihan thought for a while, "I don't feel much."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt," Le Xuan nodded and bowed, "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Go home," Qi Zhihan rubbed his belly, "I want to lie down quickly."

Lie down now?

Liang Xingjue was speechless.

In any case, the four of them got into the car, and Le Xuan pushed back the backrest of the co-pilot vigorously, fulfilling the duty of the driver to the end.

Along the way, the car drove slowly at a speed that even a bicycle could hardly match. Le Xuan stared at the front without blinking like a wireless receiver. Mo Zheng was also extremely silent, and there was a deserted atmosphere in the entire enclosed space.

"If it succeeds once, the child will be born next winter, right?" Liang Xingjue tried to mobilize the atmosphere.

"Yeah." Qi Zhihan, who was leaning on the back of the chair, frowned slightly, "But it's a test-tube baby after all, so it may take a few more trials."

"Zhihan, have confidence. But even a normal pregnancy can't guarantee 100% safe birth of the child. It's okay, we still have a long time." Le Xuan actually made corresponding psychological preparations.

Such a topic made people a little discouraged, Liang Xingjue silently looked at his lover who was in a trance.

"Speaking of which," Qi Zhihan tilted his head and looked at the back seat, "Ah Zheng, is your birthday coming soon?"

"Huh?" Mo Zheng snapped back to his senses, and replied, "Yes."

"Isn't Brother Zheng's birthday in July?" Liang Xingjue repeated, "July 7th."

Mo Zheng shook his head, "My birthday is actually on April 4th. At that time, I didn't need to check my ID card when I entered the company, so I made a mistake on purpose."

"On purpose?" Liang Xingjue was puzzled.

"On the announced birthday, you can meet colleagues and fans," Mo Zheng shrugged. "On the real birthday, you can be with your family."

"Oh." Liang Xingjue suddenly realized, and then whispered: "What I wrote is the real birthday."

"It's okay," Mo Zheng smiled, "I'm also your colleague."

Le Xuan rolled her eyes, while Liang Xingjue put his hands between his legs and smiled happily.

This means that in less than two months, I will be able to celebrate my birthday with Mo Zheng. Oh, Mo Zheng's birthday will be a little bit ahead, how should I celebrate his birthday?

Liang Xingjue secretly glanced at Mo Zheng, and began to make plans in his head.

When they got downstairs, Le Xuan carefully helped Qi Zhihan back home.Liang Xingjue failed to ask to get off the car, so he also sat at Mo Zheng's house.To be honest, Liang Xingjue didn't want to go home immediately, and Mo Zheng's absent-minded appearance was really worrying.

"Um... Brother Zheng, what happened?" Liang Xingjue asked while sitting on the sofa.

Standing by the TV cabinet, Mo Zheng was suddenly startled and said, "Oh, it's okay."

This doesn't look like it's okay, Liang Xingjue complained, but if he talks too much, will he be hated by others?

Hugging and arching his hand, Liang Xingjue closed his mouth quietly, and stretched out his hand to stroke her head.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time, until the nanny came to make lunch, Liang Xingjue excused himself to help out of the quiet room.

The nanny is a slightly blessed aunt who is quick in doing things.

"Auntie, let me wash the vegetables." Liang Xingjue hurriedly grabbed the job, for fear of being called back to the living room by the nanny.

The nanny hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then I will trouble you to wash half a bag of bean sprouts out. Mr. Mo doesn't like to eat re-cooked dishes, so he has to cook everything fresh."

"Oh, good." Liang Xingjue quickly poured half of the bean sprouts into the sink.

The aunt looked at Liang Xingjue's hard work, and asked tentatively, "Are you a relative of Mr. Mo?"

"Ah? No." Liang Xingjue muttered, "We are colleagues."

"Oh." Auntie nodded knowingly.

As if someone had noticed something, Liang Xingjue looked a little embarrassed.

"Except for Mr. Duan, I've only seen you as the only person who entered this room." Auntie said without any hesitation.

Liang Xingjue was taken aback for a moment, his heart strangely filled with joy.

"However, Mr. Duan never goes into the kitchen," the aunt continued, "he always sits barefoot on the sofa or on the floor, writing music with his head buried. If he can't write anything, he will suddenly lose his temper at Mr. Mo ..."

Hearing the nanny's sigh, Liang Xingjue hastily stirred the bean sprouts in the water with his hands.

If he could, he didn't want to hear about Duan Sheng and Mo Zheng, and the details about Duan Sheng staying in this house.It made him feel that his breath was filled with the scent of an opponent, and there were also memories that could not be erased even if he stood here.

"What does Brother Zheng like to eat?" Liang Xingjue changed the subject.

"Oh," the nanny smiled with squinted crescent-like eyes, "Mr. Mo actually likes hot pot very much, the spicier the better, as well as beef and tripe. As long as he doesn't have a job, he will definitely ask me to buy it. But he eats it when he has a job. It’s very simple, so being an artist is quite hard.”

Liang Xingjue listened quietly with a smile. He was getting to know Mo Zheng bit by bit. He was charming and crazy on stage but was silly when telling jokes. He liked hot pot but didn't dare to eat too much.

So what if Duan Sheng spent 11 years with him?Now he is his lover, and he will definitely be able to go on with him until the end of time.

Mo Zheng stood anxiously on the balcony, and his phone vibrated suddenly.

"Hi, Xuanli." Mo Zheng greeted him and immediately asked, "How is the investigation?"

"People around Yi Qi don't even know that she is pregnant." Long Xuanli's voice was extremely low, "But according to Yi Qi, it is indeed Ah Sheng's child."

"Shut up! I said no! I'm not the only woman like her, why is it me?!" Duan Sheng roared hoarsely from over there.

Mo Zheng lowered his heart and said, "A Sheng is here?"

"Well," Long Xuanli said, "I'll take care of him for a while until things are cleared up."

Duan Sheng's temper really needed to be "guarded", Mo Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Have you contacted Yi Qi?" Mo Zheng held onto the railing of the balcony.

"Yes." Long Xuanli replied coldly.

"What does she want?" Mo Zheng looked into the distance. Fame, money, stardom, and Cosmos can all be given to her.

There was a moment of silence, and said, "She wants to marry Ah Sheng."

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

"I told you to shut up!" A hoarse roar came from the receiver, "I will never marry her! Absolutely!"

"Enough!" Long Xuanli reprimanded loudly, but there was no sound immediately.

"Married?" Mo Zheng repeated.

"I don't know what she means either." Long Xuanli withdrew his anger and said calmly, "I've contacted her friends. She seems to be a fan of Ah Sheng since she was a child."

Mo Zheng frowned, he and Duan Sheng also met Yi Qi several times together, but they didn't see the slightest sign of envy.

"How reliable do you think it is?" Mo Zheng laughed.

"Ten percent," Long Xuanli said lightly, "maybe not enough."

"At least I can't tell even one percent." Mo Zheng curled his lips.

"In short, her request is to marry Ah Sheng." Long Xuanli sighed, "This will have a great impact on Zoom and Cosmos."

"Have you contacted Mr. Ning?" Mo Zheng asked.

Long Xuanli nodded, "I have contacted, and Ning will always try to suppress this matter."

"It's best to monitor Yi Qi's actions," Mo Zheng recalled the shrewdness in the woman's eyes. "She will definitely surprise all of us if she is pushed into a hurry."

"I understand." Long Xuan paused, and said, "Ah Sheng's mood is very unstable now, you should talk to him."

When Long Xuanli seldom lowered his posture, Mo Zheng sighed and said, "Give him the phone."

After three seconds, Duan Sheng's trembling voice came from over there, "Ah Zheng, I don't know anything, I haven't seen Yi Qi since that incident... I didn't expect such a thing to happen... I……"

Hearing Duan Sheng's panic, Mo Zheng said: "A Sheng, calm down first, President Ning and Xuanli will definitely solve it carefully."

"Believe me... there was really only one time. I was so drunk that I didn't know anything. It must not be my child!" Duan Sheng begged pitifully.

"Okay, I believe you," Mo Zheng comforted, "There will be a turning point before the incident breaks out. You stay by Xuanli's side. I... Let's meet again when we record "Good Night"."

"Well, good." Duan Sheng's tone finally stabilized.

Mo Zheng reassured him a few more words before hanging up the phone. Looking back, he saw Liang Xingjue standing stupidly at the door of the kitchen.

The water in the Liulitai overflowed, and the nanny closed it immediately, silently cutting vegetables with her back to the two.

"Hmm..." Liang Xingjue touched his head and said, "I'll cook."

"Xingjue..." Mo Zheng hurriedly called him to stop.

Liang Xingjue waited for a while but Mo Zheng did not speak, and asked, "Broker Long's phone number?"

"En." Mo Zheng squeezed the phone tightly.

"Is it related to Brother Sheng?" Liang Xingjue asked every word extremely hard.

Mo Zheng hesitated for a moment, and said, "This matter has not been confirmed yet, may I tell you when the dust settles?"

"Hey." Liang Xingjue replied, before Mo Zheng could speak, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

The auntie looked into Liang Xingjue's empty eyes, and took out all the vegetables from the Liulitai without saying a word.

Liang Xingjue stared blankly at the sink with vegetable leaves, and turned his gaze to his trembling hands.

Still can't catch anything?

These hands—

Can you never catch happiness?