Cage

"Classmate? It's just that the classmate still presses the photo under the pillow? You don't like him, do you?"

"Huh...? No, no, I just, just..."

"You're too funny, aren't you planning to chase girls like others?" Mo Ling sneered.

"I, I don't intend to chase her now, even if I chase her, I won't like me..." Lan Yi stammered because of embarrassment.

"Hmph, I'm pretty self-aware. Look at you like that. You look so ugly, like bean sprouts. If you're poor, you probably won't be seen by anyone in your life." Mo Ling snorted coldly. The photo in Li was not pleasing to the eye, and I wanted to tear it up and throw it into the toilet.

"That's not what I said, yes, there should be some girls who don't care about these things..." Lan Yi argued weakly, "At that time, I will definitely treat her well, even if the current conditions are not good, I will definitely work hard Let her have a good life..."

Lan, who was concentrating on arguing, didn't notice that Mo Ling in front of him was staring at him with angry eyes.

"What a joke, who was the one who was crushed under him and begged for mercy just now?! Who was the one who accompanied the wine and bed in Xingguang?!" Mo Ling couldn't help but raise his voice because of the unhappiness in his heart.

Surprised by the sudden harsh words, Lan Yi's face turned pale, afraid of being heard by his mother outside the room.

"Mo, Mo Ling, don't talk nonsense, I'm not gay, and I won't sell it, it's you...you forced me..."

"Hmph! Forced you? I bought everything and took the money. Now you say I forced you? If you want to find a woman, you have to wait until I get tired of you before you can leave!"

Mo Ling walked downstairs angrily, tore the photo in his hands to pieces, and then crushed it under his feet as if he was puzzled.

That dead rabbit obviously looked submissive and poor, even if those girls were blind, they wouldn't look at him.But he still has pink fantasies about women in this world. It's ridiculous. He's obviously just a stupid rabbit suitable for captivity. . .

Mo Ling didn't know why he was so angry. He was planning to go back to bed with Zhao Wenjin the moment he met Lan Yi downstairs in the dormitory.

But on the bed facing the charming Zhao Wenjin, she couldn't get into the mood all the time, and she didn't dare to look at Zhao Wenjin's puzzled eyes. The comfort of frustration might be because she had done it too many times in the afternoon, but she recalled Lan Yi's crooked back After that, I can't calm down.

Regardless of his girlfriend's disappointed complaints, he sent her home and drove around the familiar streets, silently hoping to see the person he was thinking of again.

He doubted his own sexual orientation, and tried it with other men these days, but when those men approached him with high-pitched voices, he felt uncomfortable like ants were stuck on his body.

I tried my best to dislike him, humiliate him, and instigate others to bully him, hoping to start hating him as I wished, but the more I dislike him, the more I bully him, the deeper the image of a boy flashes in my mind, and even grab him. Nightmarish thoughts.

That feeling was stronger than any girlfriend he had ever had before. Mo Ling felt that he must be sick, never thought that he would fall in love with a man, maybe it was just a whim, just like what Ding Yiluo said, I ate too much fish and meat, so I wanted to change my taste. My own situation should be like this. It was the first time I met a man, so I had such a fresh feeling. Maybe it won’t be long before I get tired of it. Anyway, he is now It's yours, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Mo Ling relaxed a little, and walked towards the white car on the side of the road.