The advent of what love is

After that time, Wang Chen didn't dare to go out to eat with them. In the beginning, they still called Wang Chen, but after a long time, it would be fine.

Wang Chen also gradually separated from their relationship, but on the surface there is nothing wrong with it, but their relationship with himself is not as good as the three of them, but Wang Chen doesn't care, after all, if he has to go out with them to spend money , Wang Chen would rather maintain the status quo, as long as there are not too many conflicts.

Wang Chen's idea was very simple. This day, Wang Chen went to the school cafeteria alone as before. When he walked out of the cafeteria after eating, he was blocked by a figure with sunglasses covering his face.

Wang Chen raised his head to look, the familiar feeling made Wang Chen recognize him.

Just as Wang Chen was about to speak, Mo Yuan looked around nervously and pulled Wang Chen away: "Follow me."

Looking at the hands of the two, Wang Chen felt like he was dreaming. The idol's hand was actually holding his elbow. Now his heart was beating so fast, how could it break?

Mo Yuanyuan pulled Wang Chen to a small corner, put his hands against the wall, and trapped Wang Chen between himself and the wall.

Wang Chen didn't know why Mo Yuan blocked himself here, and began to think of thousands of possibilities in his mind. Could it be that he left things with him last time?Or suddenly see yourself upset and want to hit yourself.

Wang Chen's heartbeat began to beat rapidly.

Mo Yuan looked at Wang Chen and frowned for a while, then let go, looked at Wang Chen and asked, "Where do you live now?"

"B, 504, Building B." Wang Chen stammered.

Mo Yuan lowered his head and thought for a while: "You can move to live with me."

"?" Wang Chen's face was full of confusion.

Looking at Wang Chen's appearance, Mo Yuan felt a little annoyed in his heart: "Will you go or not? It's fine if you don't go."

The male god's invitation must go!Wang Chen hurriedly replied, "Go." But after thinking about it, his luggage was still in 504, Building B.

"However, I have to go back to get my luggage." Wang Chen said.

"I'll get it for you." Facing Wang Chen, Mo Yuan smiled.

......

When Wang Chen had just returned to Building B to pack up his things, there was no one there. Wang Chen knew they must have gone out to eat.

Thinking about it, Mo Yuanyuan quickly packed his luggage for himself.

It's really tiring to say it. I moved out from Building D before, but now I moved back. Although I don't know the reason, Wang Chen feels very happy. After all, the male god asked him to come here. Thinking about it, not many people can have such an opportunity.

This time he was really going to live here, Wang Chen couldn't help showing a happy smile when he looked at the dormitory, and he didn't come back to himself until Mo Yuan called him.

Walking into the dormitory, he spread the things on his own bed, opposite to Mo Yuan.

At this moment, Wang Chen always felt that he was dreaming. He looked at Mo Yuanyuan who picked up his clothes and was about to take a bath, and couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

Mo Yuan, who had just walked to the balcony door, turned back, looked at Wang Chen, frowned and said, "Let's wash together."

╭(°A°`)╮I must be dreaming, the male god invited me to take a bath together.

Although he was a little happy, he was still a little shy. Looking at Mo Yuanyuan, Wang Chen couldn't help but blush.

Mo Yuan looked at his expression, then thought about what he had just said, smiled, looked at Wang Chen and said, "You wash next to me."

"Ah?" Wang Chen was a little confused, didn't they wash together?

"What, you want to wash with me?" Mo Yuan teased.

Wang Chen looked at Mo Yuanyuan, knowing that he had misunderstood what Mo Yuanyuan meant, and his face kept getting hot: "No, no."

"Hurry up and bring in your clothes." Seeing Wang Chen like this, Mo Yuan was not in the mood to tease him anymore, talking too little, it's not fun.

"Okay." Wang Chen replied, and hurriedly searched for clothes in his luggage.

Holding the clothes, Wang Chen walked up to Mo Yuan who was standing at the balcony door: "Okay."

Mo Yuan looked at Wang Chen who kept his head down and didn't dare to look at him, and frowned: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished taking a shower, you are not allowed to leave."

"?" Wang Chen looked confused, why couldn't he leave?

Mo Yuanyuan ignored Wang Chen, turned around and walked to the bathroom closest to the window (there are two bathrooms on the balcony, one facing the outside with a window, and the other near the dormitory without a window.)

Wang Chen walked into another bathroom.

Mo Yuan, who was in the bathroom, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the safe and sound bathroom for a while.

It is good to say that Mo Yuan is everything, but he is afraid of ghosts. This generally comes from the fact that when he was young, he was forced to watch curses and grudges by his mother who liked to watch ghost movies.

Unfortunately, Mo Yuan has been able to see ghosts since he was ten years old, which makes Mo Yuan dumbfounded.

In order to be able to rarely see such things, he began to keep himself busy, and entered the entertainment industry by mistake.

It is really not easy for Mo Yuan to survive in the entertainment industry for a person who is afraid of ghosts and can see ghosts, but Mo Yuan is very suitable for him, but Mo Yuan knows that it is because when he was filming, some The female ghost will stop other ghosts from getting close to her.

That's it, Mo Yuanyuan enjoys a life without ghosts when filming.

It's just that it's not an option to go on like this, he doesn't like this kind of life exposed on the big screen at all.

Recently he found a way to not have to see these things, he tried it a few times, and it worked.

This method is Wang Chen. He found that as long as there is Wang Chen's place, these things will disappear, and he doesn't know why.

After Mo Yuanyuan took a bath, Wang Chen was still in the bathroom. He wiped the foam several times in a row, afraid that Mo Yuanyuan would smell some strange smell on his body.

Mo Yuanyuan stood outside and put his clothes in the washing machine that was unique to his dormitory, waiting for Wang Chen to come out, very patient without the slightest impatience.

When Wang Chen came out, he saw Mo Yuanyuan leaning on the door and playing with his mobile phone.

Seeing Wang Chen come out, he smiled at him, Mo Yuan's temper is actually not bad, the previous few times were just an accident.

Wang Chen looked at the refreshed Mo Yuan, and every cell in his body tensed up.

He hated being stupid and wanted to go to the washing table not far away to wash his clothes. Mo Yuan smiled and said to him: "There is a washing machine next to it."

Then Wang Chen lifted the clothes in his bucket, opened the lid of the washing machine, and wanted to put the clothes in. When he saw the clothes Mo Yuan inside, his heart beat a little faster. They were the clothes of the male god. If they put them in, the two of them Individual clothes will be paid together.

When I think about it, I suddenly feel very ashamed.

It felt like he wanted to do something indirectly with the male god. Wang Chen felt very shy, but in front of the male god, he could only endure the active cells in his heart to put the clothes in little by little.

Then close the lid of the washing machine and click start.

Mo Yuan looked at Wang Chen who seemed to be in a happy mood for some reason, feeling a little baffled, turned around and walked into the dormitory.

Because he was in university, he didn't mention late repairs. Normally, after taking a shower, Wang Chen would turn on his phone and watch the small video about Mo Yuan that he had downloaded using the super slow campus network.

But now that Mo Yuan was here, Wang Chen was naturally ashamed as usual, and took out his mobile phone to watch the small video screen, but he felt a little embarrassed staring at Mo Yuan.

I don't know where to put my eyes.

"Are you my fan?" Mo Yuan looked at Wang Chen and asked, he could clearly see that Wang Chen had been peeking at him.

Wang Chen nodded.

Male fans are really rare, it's not that there are no, but compared to his female fans, the number of male fans is very small.

But when they met for the first time, Mo Yuan felt that this person might be his fan.

I don't know if it's because this is my little fanboy, but looking at Wang Chen's appearance is quite pleasing to the eye.

Those ugly clothes like pickles also added a filter to his eyes.

He looked at Wang Chen's clothes hanging in the closet for a while, and then looked at Wang Chen's clothes. Even with the filters on, he still felt ugly, so he frowned and said, "You only have these clothes?"

Wang Chen was slightly stunned: "Yeah." He knew that his clothes were of poor taste compared with other people's, but he didn't have many clothes, and he used to spend his time in school uniforms.

"Ugly." Mo Yuan said frowning.

Wang Chen was stunned for an instant, and Mo Yuan suddenly hit the pain in Wang Chen's heart, and even directly called it ugly.

Wang Chen looked at Mo Yuan, who was well-dressed, and then at himself, feeling a little inferior, and lowered his head without saying a word.

Seeing Wang Chen like this, Mo Yuan also felt that what he said just now seemed a bit unkind, so he explained to Wang Chen: "I didn't mean you are ugly, I mean the clothes are ugly."

It's okay not to say it, but once it is said, Wang Chen feels inferior.

Mo Yuan looked at Wang Chen, who was in a gloomy atmosphere, and felt very baffled. Didn't he explain it? Why did he still have such an expression?

"I'm asleep." Wang Chen said to Mo Yuanyuan in a depressed mood, and climbed onto the bed after speaking, covering his head with the quilt.

Seeing Wang Chen like this, Mo Yuanyuan could only climb into his bed and play with his mobile phone. It was only past seven o'clock, and it was not time for Mo Yuanyuan to sleep.

Wang Chen, who was nestled under the quilt and facing the wall, was actually not asleep. He stared at the wall in a daze with his eyes open, thinking whether he was really ugly in what he was wearing.

He reached under his pillow, quietly took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to his cousin.

My cousin is quite nice to him, because she is ten years older than him and has no brothers or sisters, so she loves him very much and has a very active personality, not like a woman who is about to be thirty.

He was debating whether to send her a message, his cousin made clothes, and he sent her a message, asking her to send him some clothes, and of course he would pay for it.

But I felt a little embarrassed, thought for a long time, gritted my teeth, and edited the message and sent it over.

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