Creeping

Shuai Donglang didn't go home during the lunch break, so Shuai Donglang deliberately asked Mo Junqi to get acquainted with the two of them, and called Ren Bufan and Li Lei. The four of them planned to find a place to have dinner and talk about life philosophy, and spent two hours at noon.After looking around, I found that there was only a western restaurant nearby that met the requirements, so I went there for lunch.

The four handsome boys in school uniforms flipped through the menu neatly, and the waiter kept staring at Ren Bufan without urging him.

"Is there any fried rice?" Ren Bufan raised his head and asked innocently.

The waiter smiled slightly, "Sorry, no."

"Do you have braised pork trotters?"

"Sorry, no."

"Have……"

"Thank you for the four servings of pasta." Shuai Donglang closed the menu and made a final decision.

Ren Bufan reluctantly handed the menu back to the waiter, complaining to Shuai Donglang, "Donglang, you have to consider my feelings anyway, is pasta a stuff to eat? Jun Qi and I just looked at it and ate with big mouthfuls." Meat eaters, the pasta sent us away?"

Mo Junqi quickly stood up, "I'm free, I'm losing weight."

Li Lei smiled and said: "Forget it, they are two brothers, you have to see clearly when you pull people."

Ren Bufan was indignant, "I'm the only one who co-authored, you two are younger, you two brothers, I, the Lone Ranger!"

"Aren't you the captain of the prince's guard?" Shuai Donglang asked after taking a sip of warm water.

Mo Junqi wanted to laugh.

The curious little prince stared at him immediately, "Who else is in the team? Why don't I know? Am I so charismatic?"

"Don't think too much, he's the only one, captain and team member." Shuai Donglang interrupted Li Lei's narcissistic fantasy.

Ren Bufan reached out and rubbed Li Lei's hair, and said, "I treat you well, little prince."

Without saying a word, Mo Junqi picked up the water glass and took a sip. It had the sweet taste of mint. Mo Junqi didn't like it very much, so he swallowed it hard, and never touched it again.

Li Lei was not annoyed when Ren Bufan messed up his hair, he straightened his hair a few times by himself, and complained that the meal was served too slowly.

As a fellow man, Mo Junqi has a clear understanding of Ren Bufan's careful thinking, but for a straight man like Li Lei who has not yet opened the door to a new world in Pangu, the path of Ren Bufan's secret love is elusive and hopeless.

Four servings of pasta for two hours. The waiter who just ordered the food did not know whether it was contempt for the four people who were stingy, dissatisfied with the occupied space, or purely for exercise, and the four people would come to sit every once in a while. wander around.

The little prince was pampered and pampered, obviously defined the waiter's behavior as surveillance, and suggested: "How about we go? It's fine to go back to the classroom, I feel like being pointed at the nose and scolded, like a light on my back. "

Ren Bufan had a thick skin and taunted Li Lei for being sensitive and suspicious. Shuai Donglang was unmoved while sitting and playing with his mobile phone. Mo Junqi reached out to lift the cup, put it down again, and started to talk about it.

After rambling on and on, Mo Junqi finally figured out the triangular relationship between several people. Li Lei and Shuai Donglang are childhood sweethearts who have known each other since they were squatting and peeing. As for why Mo Junqi has no impression of him, Li Lei claimed that he was too cute when he was young , parents were too worried, and they were all fully armed when they went to kindergarten. This statement was immediately exposed by Shuai Donglang. Mo Junqi didn't remember it because the two had never met before, and there was an age difference.

Thinking that he was the oldest, and Shuai Donglang's tone made him look older, Mo Junqi turned to talk to Ren Bufan.

Ren Bufan joined the group after high school. According to Ren Bufan's half-truth and half-fake self-confession, when he came to Jinghua to report, he caught a glimpse of the little prince who got off the caravan, and since then he is willing to be the captain of his guard, loyal and never expecting anything in return , and don't pay.

Shuai Donglang and Li Lei snorted at the same time, saying that he took the domestically produced Marysu script, but Mo Junqi believed it.

Ren Bufan was moved for a moment, and held Mo Junqi's hand tightly, taking it as a bosom friend, summed up the high degree of unity of the two sides' ideological realms, and came to the conclusion that people of the same path are great gods.

The four of them communicated with each other for a noon. Except that Shuai Donglang spent three-quarters of the time swiping his phone, and Li Lei spent two-thirds of his attention glancing at the beauties. The meeting of the four of them was perfect.

Back in the classroom, Ren Bufan was still lingering, sitting beside Mo Junqi and chattering endlessly, Li Lei and Shuai Donglang directly lay down on the table and fell asleep soundly.

Ren Bufan is taller than Mo Junqi, but he is very thin, his skin is very fair, like a dry bamboo pole that will fall if pushed, it is good that he is not cowardly.

Mo Junqi was so troubled by him that he couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to lure him away to make himself clean, "Your little prince seems to be a little cold, he was shivering just now."

Ren Bufan looked at Li Lei suspiciously, and seeing Li Lei's neck shrank, he quickly stood up, took off his school uniform, and put it on for him.

In the last music class, the music teacher spoke a few syllables casually, sat on the podium stool and ignored it, and began to play freely below. Ba You has a fight, of course, Mo Junqi is the only scumbag in the experimental class.

The phone in Mo Junqi's pocket vibrated, he closed his eyes and took a look, You Ge sent him a WeChat message.

"Jun'er, when are you going to come back? I told my parents. They have already vacated the room for you. It's next to me, separated by a wall, so it's convenient for us to have a good time."

Mo Junqi rubbed his eyes, and replied: "When did I say that I want to go back, don't make trouble for uncle and aunt."

You Ge sent several grievance expressions in a row, "You woke me up in the middle of the night last night, and confessed to me, I accepted you, and you promised me to come back to accompany me, you have no conscience, and you forgot so quickly Say, have you forgotten your old love when you have a new love?"

Mo Junqi pinched his temples, this person was burning endlessly, it might have something to do with his surname You, so he just didn't call him back, and planned to call him after class.

Time to burn is not in vain, if Mo Junqi doesn't return, he will try his best to disturb him until he returns.

"Do you think you have a crush on someone? I came out to my family because of you."

Mo Junqi was agitated, and quickly replied: "Don't be convulsed, be your straight man well, I'm fine here, I'll report to you if there's a situation."

You Ge showed another series of aggrieved expressions, and then said something that made Mo Junqi vomit blood.

"Actually, I'm not very straight. I like beauties. As long as they are beauties, it doesn't matter whether they are male or female."

Mo Junqi was speechless for a long time. In the contest of trying to bend himself and trying to straighten, Mo Junqi ushered in the melodious ringtone for the end of class. After saying a few words to You Gelian, Mo Junqi put away his phone and waited. With Shuai Toro.

The two left the classroom together, went down the sixth floor, and walked towards the school gate. They ran into Ren Bufan who looked disappointed. Shuai Donglang walked past him. Mo Junqi casually asked what was wrong, and regretted it after asking.

"The little prince's driver came to pick him up, and I was walking alone on the road, like an angel with broken wings..." Ren Bufan mourned.

Mo Junqi was so shocked that he suddenly wanted to introduce him to You Ge, the two were a perfect match.

Just trying to figure out what words to make the angel with broken wings stop, Mo Junqi deeply realized that when the book was used up, he hated it for a while. Hearing someone calling him behind him, Mo Junqi instantly felt that his name had never been so sweet before, and did not I vowed never to dislike it again.

Zhou Li walked up to Mo Junqi with a smile on his face, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Um, buying a car, bicycle, and taking a taxi always make me late in traffic jams."

Zhou Li snorted, thought for a while, and asked, "Alone? Do you need a guide?"

Mo Junqi looked at Shuai Donglang in front of him, and replied: "Another day, please take me around the city for three weeks. I can't do it today. I have something to do later."

Zhou Li nodded understandingly, slowed down his pace, and waited for Mo Junqi and his party to leave the school gate, then turned and walked towards the classroom.

Seeing Ren Bufan following, Shuai Donglang frowned and asked, "Why are you following?"

Ren Bufan talked about him, and asked Mo Junqi instead of answering, "How do you know Zhou Li?"

"I met you while running this morning, what's the matter?" Seeing Ren Bufan's expression turned pale, Mo Junqi felt strange.

Ren Bufan snorted, and pouted at Shuai Donglang, "Ask him."

"I'm not familiar with you." Shuai Donglang replied very logically.

Ren Bufan rolled his eyes, and explained to Mo Junqi: "Zhou Li is in the third and sixth classes of high school, and the class flower in his class is Dong Lang's suitor, and his good buddy likes the class flower in his class, so his good buddy regards her as a classmate." Dong Lang is the enemy."

Mo Junqi shook his head and said in a nutshell, "It was caused by a woman."

Ren Bufan snapped his fingers.

Mo Junqi asked, "What does it have to do with Zhou Li?"

"Um..." As if there was no direct relationship, Ren Bufan waved at the two of them, "I'm going home, you two should make an appointment, by the way, Dong Lang, let's continue comparing each other another day."

Shuai Donglang gave him a rare calm hum, and summoned Che and Mo Junqi to rush to the mall.

After holding back for a long time, Mo Junqi still couldn't hold back, and asked Shuai Donglang, "How can someone as cold as you have such a talkative and emotional old man like Ren Bufan?"

"I'm sick."

Mo Junqi let out a groan, and stopped talking if he was interested. He walked all the way to the shopping mall, and came to the bicycle store. Shuai Donglang entered the store without letting the boss greet him, and pulled out a fluorescent green bicycle. Pushing the car in front of Mo Junqi, pointing to Mo Junqi's head, he said, "It fits well."

"I'm only bright but not green, thank you." Mo Junqi pushed the bike away, looking at the bicycle styles all over the room or standing or hanging, he didn't know how to choose for a while, but he didn't want to admit that he was right in front of Shuai Donglang I didn’t study bicycles, and the store owner seemed to be very familiar with Shuai Donglang, so he didn’t come to introduce him. Mo Junqi scratched his head, and took a car that was so ordinary that it was placed on the side of the road. The words retort the car.

"That's it."

It was obvious that Shuai Donglang rolled his eyes, Mo Junqi raised his eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously, Shuai Donglang didn't say anything, he called the boss, groped in the backpack for a long time, took out a crumpled stack of red flower paper and put it in the bag. to the boss.

Mo Junqi rubbed his nose and turned his face away.

After buying the car, Shuai Donglang walked to the side of the road to hail a car habitually. Mo Junqi stepped on the pedal twice and said to Shuai Donglang, "Let's ride back."

Shuai Donglang looked back at the car, his face full of distaste without concealing it, Mo Junqi looked at the car, there was nothing wrong with it.

On this point, You Ge once said that he has a very straight appreciation level.

Looking at the pushing vehicles, Mo Junqi let out a hey, and said, "By bike back, this spot is easy to be blocked."

Shuai Donglang took a look at Mo Junqi, and continued to hail a car. Mo Junqi pushed the bicycle in front of him and said, "Try the new car, you drive it."

Shuai Donglang pushed the car, and straddled himself on the back seat. Mo Junqi smiled, and he didn't forget to say, "Let's go."

Shuai Donglang was speechless.

Mo Junqi hadn’t had time to make up his mind about the plot of the heroine carrying the heroine in the TV series. He discovered a serious problem. He didn’t seem to have ever carried people on a bicycle. The back seat suddenly gained weight, which made his center of gravity unstable. It all depends on his strength. Supporting the body, riding swaying left and right, Shuai Donglang's chin hit his back several times, and his face changed.

"Calcium deficiency, you!" Shuai Donglang, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally spoke.

Mo Junqi was taken aback for a moment, and reflexively replied: "Yes, without parents, isn't it a lack of love?"

Shuai Donglang originally wanted to jump out of the car and take a taxi back by himself, but after hearing Mo Junqi's words, he was speechless and sympathetic, and said awkwardly: "Don't shake, I'm motion sick."

Mo Junqi turned his head and saw Shuai Donglang's chin was red, and asked, "Are you dizzy?"

Shuai Donglang was completely speechless, "If your hair loses its IQ, it will fly away...Watch the way!"

The car that was about to hit the fence was picked up by Mo Junqi because of Shuai Donglang's timely weight loss. Mo Junqi heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at Shuai Donglang. He saw that the other person's face was livid, and he was standing upright with his eyes wide open. Reddened, staring at him intently.

"Knock... is it here?"

If Shuai Donglang's hands and feet were not so weak from the pain, in his current state of brain congestion, he would have to fight Mo Junqi to the death.

In the end, the two of them took a taxi back home. In the car, Mo Junqi said something that almost made Shuai Donglang vomit blood.

Mo Junqi said: "Actually, I'm not very good at riding a car."

……

The atmosphere at the dinner table was not as lively as before, Shuai Donglang's angry face made Huo Mei no longer in the mood to be funny, she wanted to ask but dared not ask, Mo Junqi was even more like a child who did something wrong, just lowered his head to eat.

Huo Mei thought that the two had a conflict, and seeing Mo Junqi hesitate to speak, Mo Junqi's innocence in Huo Mei's eyes made her feel even more distressed, so she gave him some food and asked him to eat more.

Mo Junqi didn't taste much in the meal. To be honest, Huo Mei's cooking skills are really not very good. In the past, she always asked her aunt to prepare the meal in advance. Today, Huo Mei's own cooking, Mo Junqi's There was no objection, Shuai Donglang stopped eating after two mouthfuls, and walked slowly to the sofa to play with his mobile phone.

Children who make mistakes can only make up for their mistakes with hard work. After the meal, Mo Junqi took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes, and pushed Huo Mei to the living room, and he went to clean up the dishes.

Parents are busy with work and have little time at home. Xiao Junqi lived in the army cafeteria, and when he was older, he worked with the cooking class. He learned good cooking skills and liked to show off in front of You Ge. At that time, he was innocent, After being fooled by You Da, he obediently cooks for him, and such a simple matter as washing the dishes is naturally out of the question.

Mo Junqi looked at the kitchen, which was cleaned up brighter than his bald head, and was secretly proud of himself. He washed his hands and was about to go to the living room. He passed by him without looking sideways, and slammed the door of the room loudly.

Huo Mei sat on the sofa with her arms folded, looking very angry, Mo Junqi suddenly felt embarrassed and at a loss.

As far as I can remember, there was only one time when I was in a dilemma like this. On the night when I came out with my parents, Mo Junqi didn't know where to stand, where to sit, and whether he could still watch TV and chat with his mother as usual No, can I go for a morning jog with my father the next day, and talk about my inner plans for the future, and can I sleep peacefully in the warm quilt that my mother changed for me, full of the unique smell of laundry detergent at home, at night.

Later, it was his father who broke the silence and said to him: "Go to bed quickly, don't think that you can be lazy during the Spring Festival and don't need to exercise."

Mo Junqi was as excited as if he had received a death warrant.

Mo Junqi pinched his palm and said to Huo Mei: "Aunt Mei, blame me today, I accidentally hurt Dong Lang."

Huo Mei sighed, walked to Mo Junqi's side and said: "It's not about this matter, it's Dong'an's matter, don't think about what's there, boys can't be so sensitive, go to sleep, and I'll give it to you another day buying clothes."

Mo Junqi looked into Huo Mei's eyes, what he said was half true and half false.He has some research on psychology. His mother has a friend who is an expert in psychological rehabilitation. He likes Mo Junqi very much. If there is nothing to do, he will pass some psychological knowledge to him. Over time, he can also make some simple judgments. Later, because of the fear of his own sexuality, Mo Junqi no longer wanted to learn.

Most homo//sexual// lovers are fragile and sensitive in their hearts, and a few are extreme. Mo Junqi also had fear, pain, hesitation, and confusion. This also depends on the company of You Ge. This heartless brother Tie will take him This lost lamb is led back to the right path, allowing him to recognize himself, accept himself, and have the courage to be open and honest with his parents.

Since Huo Mei didn't want to say more, Mo Junqi chose to believe that this matter had nothing to do with him. When he returned to the room, Mo Junqi listened to the neighbor, knocked on the wall and asked, "Are you all right? Does it still hurt? Do you want it tomorrow?" To see a doctor?"

There was no answer over there, and Mo Junqi didn't hold out hope that he would return. After a while, a voice came from over there, "Sleep."

In the middle of the night, Mo Junqi woke up profusely with sweat, the knock on the door became a beautiful ringtone to end his nightmare, Mo Junqi opened the door, his face was pale, Shuai Donglang leaned on the door frame, looking at him with folded arms.

"Are you an angel in the middle of the night?" Mo Junqi wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled.

Shuai Donglang: "If you say that, I will think you are scolding me."

Mo Junqi was puzzled, Shuai Donglang turned and walked downstairs, Mo Junqi followed behind, and heard him say: "Is the angel who is as short as a penny poop a compliment?"

Mo Junqi laughed, Shuai Donglang moved the corners of his mouth, took out a box of milk from the refrigerator and threw it to Mo Junqi, and sat down on the sofa with a box himself.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mo Junqi saw that Shuai Donglang asked seriously, not like joking, and replied: "No, I look sick?"

Shuai Donglang rested his feet on the tea table, leaned back on the sofa, lazily showing off his long legs, "You keep having nightmares and are very noisy."

"Sorry, I don't know why this happened? I try to let go of my thoughts before going to bed."

Shuai Donglang looked at the milk carton, got up and turned on the air conditioner, and said, "Sleep here, I can stop you in the middle of the night if you want to harm yourself."

Mo Junqi didn't understand what he meant at first, but later saw that he unfolded the sofa and turned it into a sofa bed, lying on it and covering it with a blanket.

The boy fell asleep as soon as he said he wanted to, Mo Junqi blinked his eyes, lay down on the other side, looked at the boy with his head on his pillow, and felt drowsiness swept over him.