Creeping

The first day of the new school was spent amidst all kinds of onlookers and various discussions. As soon as he left the school, Huo Mei called and said that dinner had been prepared for the two young masters, and then he performed a famous dish. Shuai Donglang rolled his eyes, making Mo Junqi smack his tongue, and was accustomed to Huo Mei's various playfulness.

Seeing that Shuai Donglang wanted to hire a taxi again, Mo Junqi asked, "Do you take a taxi to and from school?"

"Very rarely, I usually ride a bicycle." The taxi stopped in front of the two, Shuai Donglang opened the door, "Let's go."

Mo Junqi got into the car and said, "Then let's ride a bicycle tomorrow."

Shuai Donglang glanced at him, but didn't speak.

When I got home, the first sentence I said when I entered the door was Boss Mei, we are back, and my tone was as lively as at noon. Mo Junqi frowned slightly. Shuai Donglang is very different at home and at school. I don’t know which one is the right one. the real him.

Huo Mei had already put the food on the table and opened a bottle of red wine. After the three of them sat down at the dining table, Huo Mei poured red wine into the cups in front of each of them, toasted and said, "This glass of wine is for the sake of the king. , from now on, the whole family will be together happily, never parting from each other, cheers!"

The cups collided in the air and made a crisp sound, the red wine swayed under the impact, the smile on his face was sincere and warm, Mo Junqi's heart was burning, and he looked at the alcohol content on the bottle, it was not high.

Seeing this, Huo Mei smiled and said: "Don't worry, you two have class tomorrow, this wine is not intoxicating, let's drink less."

Intoxicating wine is not necessarily intoxicating, and non-intoxicating wine is sometimes even more intoxicating. Mo Junqi smiled and looked at the fair and handsome young man opposite him. The young man noticed it and gave him a look, as if with a smile.

There are always many secrets hidden in the night, some are exciting, some are frightening, Mo Junqi is afraid of the night, he will be haunted by nightmares, the kind of pain that cannot be relieved is very tormenting, he lies in the On the bed, try to empty out everything in your mind and let yourself become a shell before falling asleep.

Even so, the nightmare still haunted him on time, like a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, who has to do something to feel at ease, and the nightmare is also a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Like a series, where it was broken last night, it will be picked up tonight. His father hated him and grabbed his neck with bloody hands. He kept struggling. His father was so strong that he couldn't break free. I had no choice but to let him do what he did, and the panic of suffocation made him struggle again, and so on.

Exhausted and exhausted, he heard a thumping sound coming from somewhere. Mo Junqi felt a little lucky, whether it was someone who came to rescue him or someone who came to harm him, at least it could make him no longer suffer so much.

Fortunately, this is to save him.

Mo Junqi was panting heavily, Shuai Donglang's voice came from the other side of the foam wall, the wall was slapped loudly, Mo Junqi swallowed hard, and replied: "I'm fine."

His voice was hoarse and cracked, and he was so old that there was no sound. Mo Junqi covered his face with the quilt and trembled all over. After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Mo Junqi wiped his face and face Sweating, salty and bitter in the mouth.

Opening the door, Shuai Donglang stood outside the door with a glass of water. The young man was wearing plaid pajamas. Under the bright daylight corridor lamp, he looked like an angel who sent blessings and exorcised demons, beautiful and pure.

"Are you okay?" Shuai Donglang handed the water to Mo Junqi.

Mo Junqi shook his head, took the water and drank it in one gulp. He is like a rhinoceros under the scorching sun, and he wished to be buried in the water so that every pore in his body would be watered.

"Do you still drink?" The boy's voice sounded very attractive in the silent night, with touching warmth.

Mo Junqi glanced at him and replied, "Go to sleep, I want to take a bath."

Shuai Donglang hummed, walked to the door, turned around and said, "Call me if you need something."

Watching Shuai Donglang enter the room and close the door, Mo Junqi lightly rubbed the cup noodles with his thumb, went downstairs slowly, sat on the sofa in the living room, looked at the family portrait that should be taken three years ago, and sucked nose.

It's not that there are no relatives to rely on, and there are also his father's comrades-in-arms who can go to him. They are all willing to take him in until he becomes independent, but Mo Junqi doesn't choose anyone. He chooses to return to the city in his childhood memories and choose Huo Mei as his guardian Well, Mo Junqi didn't know why he chose this way, when the lawyer gave him the names of these people, he chose Huo Mei at first glance.

It wasn't closeness, he couldn't even remember Huo Mei's appearance, and it wasn't trust. Ever since he confessed his sexuality to his family, he had become more wary of his father who talked about everything. The only person he could confide in...

"You Ge, chat with me." At three o'clock in the morning, Mo Junqi called You Ge, but fortunately, this little boy would never reject him, would curse, but would never stand on the opposite side of him .

"Fuck! Young master, do you know what time it is? There are still jet-lagged places within the motherland?" You Ge muffled, annoyed to be woken up.

"I'm having nightmares again, I can't sleep." Mo Junqi leaned back on the sofa, blinking his red eyes.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then imitated the child's voice and said, "Then let me tell you a story about the big bad wolf learning Buddhist scriptures, okay?"

Mo Junqi was sore at first, but when he heard his non-serious words, he burst out laughing, "Screenwriter You, your popularity is just around the corner."

"That's right, you just have too much burden in your heart. I dare say that Uncle Mo still loves you as before, and he doesn't dislike you at all. Do you believe it? Why do you think so much?"

Mo Junqi sighed, remembering that his parents came out a week before the accident. Have they changed since then?Mo Junqi didn't know if their hearts had changed, but after a week, they both left him and left.

"If you don't believe me, I'll ask Uncle Mo to come back and ask for you?"

Mo Junqi laughed again, "If you dare to say that, someone else would have been decapitated long ago."

"I know you love me, and I love you too. Why don't you come back and I'll be your boyfriend." You Ge said in a serious tone.

Mo Junqi rolled his eyes angrily, "Then who do you think will go up and down?"

"I must be the one who goes up and you go down. Although we are about the same size, you are half a year older than me. It must be because I love you." You Ge said with a mean smile.

"It's just you..." Mo Junqi got stuck at this point, Shuai Donglang was standing at the stairs, looking at him with his hands on the handrail.

Mo Junqi didn't know how long Shuai Donglang had stood there, how much he had listened to the phone, he held the phone awkwardly and looked at the expressionless young man.

Seeing that Mo Junqi fell silent halfway through his speech, You Ge comforted him: "One who has never done 0 is not easy to attack, come back, you see that you earn more, not only you can settle down, but also have a good sex for the rest of your life." .”

Mo Junqi hummed twice, and said perfunctorily, "Okay, I got it, that's all."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Junqi rubbed his hands on his pajama pants and asked, "Did I wake you up?"

Shuai Donglang replied: "I didn't hear you coming back to the room, I'm afraid you won't think about it, the haunted house is not easy to sell."

The young man spoke viciously, but he still couldn't hide his good intentions. The corners of Mo Junqi's mouth were half raised, and the young man continued, "Noisy again."

"Excuse me."

Shuai Donglang glanced at him, took a glass of water and drank it, then turned and went upstairs. Mo Junqi hesitated for a while, then went upstairs and returned to his room.

Mo Junqi has the habit of waking up early, and he has developed it since he was a child. After his parents had an accident, he got up earlier than before.

It was daylight, and Mo Junqi opened his eyes. Everything around him was very quiet. Mo Junqi leaned his body against the wall, trying his best to stick to the wall, as if the sound of two heartbeats echoed in his ears.

Waiting for the sky to brighten, Huo Mei and Shuai Donglang got up one after another, and Mo Junqi slowly got up to wash up.

Walking to the entrance of the spiral staircase, Huo Mei's exaggerated laughter came. Shuai Donglang complained that she had boiled the porridge. The mother and son argued for a long time, one was really happy, and the other was pretending to be angry.

Mo Junqi sat on the ladder and listened to the mother and son coming and going in the kitchen who disliked each other, but they were very close. He remembered that when his parents were still alive, his mother always disliked his father's old-fashioned ways, and disliked himself for being in the world. She was arguing like this spend the day in joy.

Shuai Donglang came out of the kitchen with porridge, saw Mo Junqi sitting in a daze, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Leg cramps." Mo Junqi stretched out his hand and rubbed his calf, but the expression of pain he pretended was very real.

Huo Mei heard the voice, hurriedly went to Mo Junqi and squatted down, rubbed him and asked worriedly: "Why do you have cramps?"

Mo Junqi felt guilty, but he had no choice but to continue lying, "I used to run every day, but after two months of rest, my body fat is protesting."

Huo Mei gave him a sharp look, "There's no fat, it's already so thin, is it better?"

"Well, I'm fine, Aunt Mei." Mo Junqi stood up and followed Huo Mei to the dining table. Breakfast consisted of boiled millet porridge, fried eggs, and buns.

"My porridge got mushy when I was negligent, so I'll just eat it. After school, let's go buy some clothes. Lang Lang's is still a little too slim for you." Huo Mei served porridge for Mo Junqi.

Mo Junqi took a look at Shuai Donglang, who was concentrating on drinking porridge, nodded and said, "Okay."

After breakfast, the two went out with their schoolbags on their backs. When they reached the door, Shuai Donglang said to Huo Mei, "Give me the money, and I'll buy a bicycle."

Without further ado, Huo Mei touched the card and threw it to him. Shuai Donglang frowned, and declared dissatisfiedly, "Cash."

Huo Mei took the cash again, and Shuai Donglang randomly stuffed it into his schoolbag and walked out the door.There is only one bicycle, and the two of them have a tacit understanding and choose to take a taxi.

However, if the word "city" is attached, the traffic is always hard to explain, not to mention the busy metropolis. When Mo Junqi and Shuai Donglang got off the bus, the school bell just rang, and Shuai Donglang cursed in a low voice. The schoolbag quickly walked towards the school gate, and Mo Junqi followed beside him.

Passing by the doorman's duty room, the doorman just looked up at the two of them, and didn't see him registering, but Mo Junqi read the gloating in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to give Shuai Donglang a hand, but Shuai Donglang stopped first up.

Occasionally, the principal would have convulsions when he was full, and today happened to be a good day for convulsions, so the principal secretly caught late students at the school gate.

"Handsome Donglang?" The principal expressed surprise, "Why are you late?"

"Traffic jam." Shuai Donglang told the truth.

The principal was filled with suffocation by his indifferent tone. There are many students who are late today, and they are usually muddle-headed, arrogant and lawless. The leader of the key class was also late, and his attitude became even more arrogant.

"Traffic jams are the reason? Will there be traffic jams if you get up early? Run ten laps on the playground, and one lap is no less!" After the principal's training, he saw another standing beside him. This one was even more lawless, with a bald head and a hostile face. I got a little angry.

"Which class are you in! Don't you know the school discipline and rules? Who gave you the courage to keep your head bald! You don't even wear school uniforms!"

When Mo Junqi is expressionless, his face will be full of hostility, and his big bald head makes him even more hostile. Mo Junqi blinked his eyes and put on an innocent expression, "I have long hair on my head. Abscess, I had to shave it as a last resort."

Shuai Donglang turned his face away, coughed, and Mo Junqi continued: "I just transferred here, and I don't have a school uniform yet."

The principal looked at Mo Junqi with a sullen face, and asked, "Are you the transfer student surnamed Mo?"

Mo Junqi nodded, and the principal exhaled angrily, and waved his hand, "Go for a run, and go to class as soon as possible after running."

"Principal, the time in the morning is so precious. The traffic jam on the road has already used up half of it, and you have spent a third of it on admonishing. If you go for a run, today's morning reading will be a waste. We should focus on studying and supplement it with corporal punishment. Since we are first-time offenders, you can forgive me and just run.”

Mo Junqi looked at Shuai Donglang and found it interesting that such a proud and ruthless person could be so poor and submissive.

Just as the principal was about to forget it, another late student came, and the principal immediately yelled, "Wang Bo! You are late again! How many times have you been caught by me!"

The student named Wang Bo was tall and strong, walked slowly to the principal, and said with a smile: "There is a traffic jam."

Mo Junqi smiled, this step is decided to run, as expected, when the principal heard the reason, he glanced at the three of them and pointed behind him, "Go to the playground and run ten laps! Go!"

There were quite a few students running on the playground, most of them were students with special sports skills, and only three or five were fined.Wang Bo ran beside Shuai Donglang, and said with a malicious smile: "Hey, our Gaolinghua is also late?"

Shuai Donglang ignored him, speeded up and passed him and ran forward, Wang Bo caught up again, and continued to tease, "The skin is white and rosy, better than a girl's skin, you can't be Zhu Yingtai, right? "

Shuai Donglang clenched his hands into fists, and Mo Junqi ran to Shuai Donglang's side to block Wang Bo, and said with a smile, "Then Xiongtai must be Dong Shi from the next door village?"

Wang Bo stopped and looked at Mo Junqi, "Who the hell are you?"

Mo Junqi straightened his clothes, shrugged and replied, "Someone who is more handsome than you."

Wang Bo looked at Shuai Donglang who continued to run forward, pointed at Mo Junqi and warned, "Are you new here? Don't meddle in your own business, and be careful not to cause trouble."

Said Bi Chao Shuai Donglang ran, Mo Junqi sneered, and continued to insert between the two, Wang Bo wanted to provoke Shuai Donglang, but was separated by Mo Junqi, several times, Wang Bo finally stretched out his hand and pushed Mo Junqi, Picking up Mo Junqi's collar, he said, "Are you looking for smoke? Get lost!"

Mo Junqi stared at Wang Bo, and said in a calm tone, "It's you who should get out."

Shuai Donglang stopped, kicked his legs and looked at the two, as if he had nothing to do with him. Seeing that someone was making a fuss, the runners surrounded them.

Wang Bo pointed at Mo Junqi, almost poking his face with his finger, "Really?"

"Don't point at me." Mo Junqi looked at Wang Bo with a half-smile, and kindly reminded him.

Wang Bo still pointed at Mo Junqi, and his fingers got closer and closer, "What's wrong with just pointing at you? Hit me? Let me tell you, no one in Jinghua dares to mess with me!"

"I'll say it again, don't point at me." Mo Junqi stopped laughing, his eyes that were so dark that they looked hollow were sharp and bright.

Wang Bo didn't know that this was a sign before he got angry, so he poked Mo Junqi's nose with his finger and screamed, "Just point at you!"

Mo Junqi suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his wrist, turned his whole arm backwards forcefully, pushed his knee towards his stomach, Wang Bo's body softened from the pain, and he took a few steps back again and again, if it wasn't for the people behind him to support him , must fall on all fours.

"Don't fucking point at me!" Mo Junqi's expression was stern, and the people around him became a little restless, some were watching the show, some were gloating, some were sincerely trying to persuade them to fight.

Wang Bo struggled to fight back, but was held back by the people behind him, trying to persuade him to let it go.Someone pushed Mo Junqi towards the classroom and tried to persuade him.Mo Junqi glanced back at Shuai Donglang, and saw that he was staring at him playfully.

Really heartless.

After leaving the playground, the person behind said, "My name is Zhou Li, are you new here?"

Mo Junqi hummed and laughed, "Thank you, Mo Junqi."

Zhou Li was taken aback, his face flushed slightly, he scratched his hair, and said with a smile: "It's okay, fighting at school is always bad, if you get caught, you have to make a demerit. Which class are you in?"

"Class [-], Grade [-]. What about you?"

Zhou Li said meaningfully, "Grade [-] and [-], no wonder you stand up for Shuai Donglang. In fact, you don't have to. Wang Bo dare not do anything to Shuai Donglang."

Mo Junqi asked curiously: "Shuai Donglang has a feud with this person?"

Zhou Li shook his head, "Probably not, Shuai Donglang is too popular, you understand."

Mo Junqi smiled, and was patted on the shoulder. Turning his head, he saw that no conscience came up at some time, without looking at himself, he said as if summoning his followers: "Go back to the classroom."

Mo Junqi nodded to Zhou Li, and followed Shuai Donglang back to the classroom.As soon as he sat down, Gao Qi surrounded him, "Brother, where have you two been? You didn't come to study early."

Mo Junqi didn't answer him, took out the book and put it on the table, he seemed to glance at Wuxin unintentionally, met Li Lei's eyes, and was talking to Wuxin while looking at him, he couldn't tell what it felt like, anyway it wasn't malicious.

In the previous class between classes, Long Li put the school uniform in front of Mo Junqi, and said, "I'll take your school uniform for you as I hand in my homework."

Mo Junqi looked at the school uniform, which was so uncharacteristically ugly that it reached a new height, and smiled at Long Li, "Thank you."

Long Li put her hands in the pocket of her school uniform and said with a smile, "No, remember to wear it during recess, or you will be fined."

Mo Junqi opened the school uniform to have a look, and stuffed it into the drawer without any hassle.