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Jiang Minglang took the bath towel in through the crack of the door, and he was relieved when he heard Huo Mu's footsteps outside the door gradually disappearing.He didn't know where the weird atmosphere between himself and Huo Mu came from today.

The bath towel was blue striped, the same color as the one he almost tore off just now.It can be seen that this product is really economical. I must have bought one at the supermarket.Jiang Minglang rubbed the corner of the bath towel with his hands, the quality is not bad.Then he took off the change of clothes that Huo Mu found for him, very simple white short sleeves, and a pair of pure cotton white sweatpants sandwiched together.

He took out the thin black underwear from the middle of the two clothes and put it in front of his lower abdomen to compare the size.Hmm, the waistband seems a little too big.But if you compare carefully, it seems to be the same.

"Hiss..." Jiang Minglang stared at the shorts in a trance, but he didn't know where the evil wind came from, and his whole body trembled.He quickly rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, wiped his body dry with a towel, put on his clothes and rushed out of the bathroom.

Huo Mu was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, and when he heard the sound, he raised his head and glanced at Jiang Minglang faintly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Jiang Minglang walked up to Huo Mu covered in moisture, "Then what, can you get me a blanket, I'm a little sleepy." After speaking, Jiang Minglang collapsed on the sofa, holding the bath towel in his hand. wiped his hair.

Huo Mu looked at him, nodded after a few seconds of silence. "En." He asked Jiang Minglang to stand up, and brought Jiang Minglang to his room, "Boss Jiang, you sleep here first."

"What about you?" Jiang Minglang looked around, this room was on par with the rough-made room, he could guess who it belonged to without even thinking about it.

"I share a room with my brother." After Huo Mu explained, without giving Jiang Minglang a chance to speak, he walked out of the room and closed the door for Jiang Minglang.He obviously refused to have too much communication with Jiang Minglang.

Jiang Minglang thought about this very openly, and Huo Mu didn't talk to him, so he was happy to be at ease.

After watching Huo Mu go out, Jiang Minglang sat down on the bed unceremoniously.The bed board is a hard bed board, and a bamboo mat is placed on top of the wooden board, which is very hard to sit on.The sheets and quilt covers on the bed are all a grayish solid color, which is the same as Huo Mu X's indifferent decoration style.Huo Mu's room was very empty, apart from the bed, there were very few things in Huo Mu's room.

Huo Mu can count all the things in the room with one hand.Jiang Minglang secretly sighed, this guy is really the same on the outside, the word boring has penetrated directly into the depths of his bone marrow from the surface.After complaining, Jiang Minglang climbed onto the bed, put a pillow behind his waist, and started playing games with his mobile phone.

Originally, he should have gone to sleep obediently because of the drowsiness caused by exhaustion, but now he couldn't fall asleep anyway.Jiang Minglang played desperately for another two or three hours, and when he couldn't hold on any longer, he reluctantly threw the phone aside and shrank into the quilt.Huo Mu might have replaced him with a new blanket, the blanket could faintly smell the laundry detergent, and it smelled very comfortable.Jiang Minglang slept for a while, the more he slept, the colder he felt.

After struggling a bit, he stuck his head out from under the blanket.The [-] degrees displayed on the air conditioner made him want to cry. Could it be that in Huo Mu's eyes he is so cold-resistant?Jiang Minglang reluctantly lifted the blanket, found the remote control and adjusted the air conditioner back to normal temperature, and then fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't sleep well that night, and he had several nightmares after that.When he opened his eyes out of breath, it was still dark.Normally, he would fall asleep on his head, but today he dared not close his eyes.He got up, went to the window, and drew the curtains all the way.

It was raining lightly outside the window, pattering.At an unknown distance in the distance, a faint light is like a big fish caught by a fishing net, constantly swinging its fins, tearing a little crack in this black-gray net, making people desperate and overwhelmed. full of hope.Jiang Minglang was lying on the window sill, and he looked into the distance with distracted eyes.

It's hard, I can't breathe.There were many reasons for being out of breath, but he couldn't solve any of them.

It wasn't until the big fish completely tore the net open that he regained his composure.He stretched his arm out of the window, and in the light of the outside world, this thin arm that lacked movement looked normal.It's also thanks to his severe allergies last time, so he passed all the next few times.

The phone rang with a ding-dong, pulling Jiang Minglang back from his self-pity.The long-awaited answer has finally arrived.He sighed, and slowly reached for the phone on the bedside table.

The text message was very short, but the content made his hands tremble uncontrollably.

The group of people in the company are finally going to make a move.

Jiang Minglang squinted his eyes slightly, focusing on the screen of the mobile phone in his hand.Forget it, we can only take one step at a time.He checked the time on his phone, it was past five in the morning.

He has to go, it's best not to meet Huo Mu face to face.

Holding the phone in his hand, Jiang Minglang took a deep breath, changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out.Coincidentally, just as he was leaving the house, he ran into the person who made him unhappy to see him.The two looked at each other, Jiang Minglang felt guilty.He adjusted his expression so that he could hide his emotions at the moment.

Huo Mu was not like him. After turning his gaze around, Huo Mu raised his legs and went to the bathroom, then closed the door.Soon, there was the sound of an electric toothbrush brushing teeth in the bathroom.

Huo Mu's house is very small, with two bedrooms and two halls, and only one bathroom.Since Huo Mu walked in first, he, the guest, can only be more honest and wait for the owner to come out.The waiting time is always extremely boring, Jiang Minglang didn't want to look at his phone anymore, he crossed the sofa and opened the balcony door, stood on the balcony and looked into the distance.

Not long after, the sound of Huo Mu pulling the door sounded, and Jiang Minglang was fascinated by it, but he didn't notice it for a while.

"President Jiang, go wash up." Huo Mu watched from a distance at the kitchen door for a while, seeing that Jiang Minglang hadn't come yet, he simply called out by himself.

The defenseless Jiang Minglang was taken aback, he reflexively grabbed the railing in front of him.Looking back, Huo Mu was looking at him quietly with his wet hair on his head, "Huh?... Mmm."

He squeezed past Huo Mu in a panic, and entered the bathroom with chaotic steps.At a glance, he saw a white porcelain cup on the washbasin, which contained a new toothpaste and a new toothbrush.He paused and locked the door, turned on the tap and buried his head in the porcelain basin for washing his face.Under the stimulation of the cold water, he became slightly awake.But yesterday he could still bear it, pretending nothing had happened.But today, he just wants to be a turtle and stay in his shell.

He has to go to the company quickly.

He finished washing quickly, and as soon as he opened the door, Huo Mu stood in front of the bathroom door.

"Jiang Minglang."