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Zhuo Muyang went home at night, and was surprised to see Jiang Xu at home.He stood at the door in a daze for a while before changing his shoes and entering the door.

Suspicions arose in his heart. After all, he had just gone to see the room with that woman intimately during the day. At night, he shouldn't... All he passed through his mind was yellow waste, which made his skin crawl with nausea. The kind that can't even be shaken off, but the more disgusted he feels, the more he can't help thinking about it, so that he circulated in this state all afternoon, even wandering in the sky, and was severely scolded by the master. There is no way to return to reality even at this moment.

"Are you back?" Jiang Xu looked up from the computer when he heard the doorbell, smiled sweetly at him, then pointed to the food on the table covered with an insect-proof net and said, "I will eat fried noodles with sauce at night. It's all ready. Go take a shower first, and I'll go to the kitchen to cook noodles for you. Oh, by the way, there's honey and passion fruit lemon I made in the refrigerator, and I'll pour you a cup..." he rambled Then he stood up and seemed to see that his complexion was not good, so he asked him again like a cannonball: "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? Is it too hot outside? The boss is pissing you off again?" He stepped forward two Stepping forward, reaching out to grab his arm.

Zhuo Muyang backed away subconsciously and evaded him, this action made Jiang Xu stand there in a daze, his hands stopped in mid-air whether to release or raise them.Zhuo Muyang didn't think he was going too far, he just said: "I'm going to take a shower." With a stiff face, he went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Separated from Jiang Xu in two spaces, he was shocked by his calmness when he entered the door. He didn't tear up his face on the spot and asked him what happened to that woman, and asked him why he could still be with other women during the day. Come back grandiosely and ask him about his health, pretending to be cute and pitiful.

The sound of water covered Jiang Xu's voice in the kitchen, and it also made him think about the possibility of continuing with this person.He really wanted to ask, but if they really opened up and talked, they might ruin their four years of friendship.But thinking about it again, does he even want Jiang Xu's help?Just let yourself forgive him like this?Let him quit?The top of my head is already turning green, should I continue to persist?If they really broke up, he would have to go out and look for a house again. The rent in Zhangzhou is too high now, and his life will become tight again. All his hard-earned money will be contributed to the rent, so why start a business!Can he really let go of all the convenience Jiang Xu provided him?No, he can't be too impulsive when his wings are not hard at all. Although he feels disgusted by this person who went out to borrow a lot of money, he still treats himself well. If you think about it carefully, can he let go of this kind of thing? ?

Zhuo Muyang was so confused, he squatted on the ground and flushed the water, his eyes were blurred.

After taking a shower, he came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, and saw Jiang Xu standing at the table scooping up noodles for him. The emerald green shredded cucumbers lay on a bowl of plain white noodles, topped with a tempting shredded pork sauce with green peppers , scoop a spoonful of freshly poured bright red chili oil with sesame seeds on it. ——This is Jiang Xu's best meal since they moved out after graduation. It took a lot of effort to learn how to make green pepper shredded pork sauce. There are still spots on his fair arms because he didn't do it well. The little scar was scalded by the splashed oil star.

"Muyang, let's eat." He put down the bowl of noodles, and went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get a glass jug of drink, "I tasted the passion fruit lemon honey water I learned online. It's very delicious, clearing away heat and relieving summer heat." He said, and poured a cup for Zhuo Muyang.

Because Zhuo Muyang hadn't cleared his mind yet, he said coldly, "Let's put it down."

"Oh." Jiang Xu sat down, bit his chopsticks, opened his eyes wide, and looked at him expectantly. "Try it quickly, I added some peppercorns sent from Sichuan to today's chili oil, and the lemon and passion fruit are all given by my sister."

Zhuo Muyang took a sip of his drink, it was sour and sweet, with cool mint leaves dotted on it, it was refreshing and delicious, he lowered his head and stirred the seasoning covering the noodles, put it in his mouth, the sauce with the fragrance of green pepper The juice is mixed with a few traces of oily chili pepper, and after adding peppercorns, it really has more charm. I have to say that he really likes it.

Apart from his betrayal of himself, apart from his lack of aggressiveness in his career, Jiang Xu can be said to be too perfect, and he is very kind and righteous to him. If there is no him in the four years of university, Zhuo Muyang doesn't know how he would survive. come over.He was reluctant to let go, especially when his father was sick and hospitalized. Jiang Xu was obviously very poor at that time, and he was obliged to give him thousands of dollars to pay off his debts. This timely gift was enough to touch him for a lifetime.

As he ate, his eyes blurred again.

It is probably because today's chili oil is too much and a lot of pepper is added in it.

Jiang Xu didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't get the answer he wanted after waiting for a long time, so he asked him again full of expectation: "Is it delicious?"

Zhuo Muyang didn't dare to look up at Jiang Xu, nodded with a stiff neck, desperately stuffed noodles into his mouth, finally finished eating carelessly, and went into the toilet like an ostrich.

Love, this matter is really troublesome, Jiang Xu's love for him seems too deep and heavy, even if he betrayed, he didn't forget to treat him well, this not only made him breathless, but also made it difficult for him to make a choice.There are too many things on his body, the expectations of his family, the temptation of money, the betrayal of his lover, and the disintegrating self-esteem of a man. At this time, he is confused about how to take this road so that he will not suffer too much. The only thing left is to endure.

After coming out of the bathroom, he had settled down and was in the same mood as usual.He went to help Jiang Xu wash the dishes, and took a mop to mop the kitchen floor.Jiang Xu snatched it twice but failed, and said: "You are too tired from work, let me do it." In this case, Zhuo Muyang smiled at him, and finished the work by himself.

After finishing the work, Jiang Xu said to him as if offering a treasure: "Muyang, let me tell you, I wrote this novel recently, and I think it's amazing." It was because he was afraid that the conversation would fall into the embarrassment caused by being ridiculed by him in the past.

"Oh? Why is it so powerful?"

"I think it looks pretty."

"You always say that." Zhuo Muyang hit him jokingly.

"Then do you want to see it? You don't need money if it doesn't look good." Jiang Xu pretended to be angry, but the pretending was too incomplete.

Zhuo Muyang was bored when he was idle, so he said, "Come on."

In fact, he usually reads what Jiang Xu wrote, and he always feels a little exaggerated after reading it.There are many strange ideas in Jiang Xu's mind, and he is unconstrained, so the things he writes are always floating, without any context and logic.But this time, when Jiang Xu copied the novel to his mobile phone and handed it back to him, he clenched his fist and said to him, "Success or failure depends on one stroke." Obviously, he seemed to have won a battle just now. The cat, with a little arrogance, frowned at the moment, not so serious like him.

"Why do you say that?" Zhuo Muyang asked casually.

Jiang Xu shrugged, but instead of answering him directly, he asked cautiously: "Mu Yang, if I keep something from you, will you hate me?"

This somewhat ambiguous question reminded him of the scene he saw with his own eyes at noon, when the two parties communicated, he felt a little bit in his heart, "What, what's the matter?" He was surprised that his voice was shaking, cleared his throat, and grinned With a smile, he asked, "Why do you still have something to hide from me?"

Jiang Xu lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes, and seemed to be thinking about what to say, but after a while, he raised his head, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, just see if I write well." .”

Seeing that Jiang Xu stopped hesitating, Zhuo Muyang stopped asking. He put two pillows behind him, leaned against the head of the bed, and read with his mobile phone.This is a mystery novel. At the beginning, some horror atmosphere is exaggerated, and then the characters appear, and the struggle between good and evil begins. Later, when the writing style is changed, the whole story is reversed subversively, and the logical relationship is smoothed out again. The side of justice suddenly became the pawn of the evil forces, and the story began to be confusing... Unknowingly, Zhuo Muyang stared at the phone for a long time, the body was slightly hot, and his posture changed several times. Finally just lay down.I have to say that he didn't have any expectations for this novel at first, but at this moment he was completely attracted by the plot, and couldn't help but immerse himself in it, even the sound of Jiang Xu typing on the keyboard in the room became blurred stand up.

Just when he saw the climax of the plot, it stopped abruptly. He checked the time on his phone, and it turned out that three hours had passed.

Is Jiang Xu's writing already so good?It seems that he really didn't fool him when he said that he wrote a novel. Could it be that he was wrong?

He leaned back halfway on the bed, looking at Jiang Xu who was typing at the desk by the window. He straightened his back and occasionally pushed the goggles on the bridge of his nose. His good-looking side face, it seems that this person is afraid of disturbing him, even the sound of typing is very soft, he is focused and serious, occasionally tilting his head as if thinking and deliberating the plot, and then continued to crackle.

At this time, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky through the window, and then there was a muffled thunder, indicating that a shower was coming.The man's attention was attracted, he got up and closed the window, turned his head unconsciously, saw that he was looking at him, smiled at him, and asked, "Mu Yang, are you still awake?"

"Yeah." Zhuo Muyang put down his phone and said, "This article is very well written, I finished it in one sitting."

After the window was closed, Jiang Xu pulled the curtains and didn't continue typing. He clumsily climbed onto the bed, lay down beside him, hugged his arm and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Quite like."

Jiang Xu smiled sweetly, as if he had received some great compliment.But thinking about it, he has never approved of Jiang Xu's creation. Now, after hearing his approval, how could Jiang Xu be unhappy.

"Then I have a chance to publish a novel, so I will write this sentence at the end of the article: I would like to dedicate this document to my favorite Zhuo Muyang. Okay?" His eyes were shining brightly, waiting for Zhuo Muyang to praise him with anticipation .

But hearing this, Zhuo Muyang didn't feel overjoyed, on the contrary, it was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, he couldn't swallow it, so he nodded confusedly and said, "Okay."

"I'm only showing you this article. I'm going to submit it to the publishing house after finishing it."

"Well, that's good, but what should the editor of the publishing house do if he asks who Zhuo Muyang is? It's easy to reveal his secrets, and it won't affect you well."

Jiang Xu thought for a while, then smiled, and said, "Then write: I dedicate this document to my dear friend Zhuo Muyang."

"It's not bad." Zhuo Muyang felt sourly the joy he outlined, and felt even more uncomfortable. He wanted to end this topic, so he said, "I'm tired all day and want to sleep, why don't you write for a while?"

"Well." Jiang Xu said: "Then you go to bed first, I'll go to write for a while, this is almost finished, I guess I can see the ending tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Turn off the light." Jiang Xu got out of bed again and sat back in front of the computer.

In the darkness, Zhuo Muyang clenched his fists tightly, as if fighting against the evil power that suddenly surged up in his heart.He is too contradictory, he doesn't know how to deal with himself in this relationship at all, how did Jiang Xu do it, while telling lies and irresponsible words against his will, while building him up The line of defense is completely smashed, and then trampled on.