Zamoli

He Mu huddled under the warm and soft blanket and fell asleep, all kinds of thoughts in his head were like twine, he couldn't find his head after twisting and turning, and dreamed in a daze all night.

First, I dreamed that I lived in my uncle and aunt's house when I was a child, and I was subjected to all kinds of cynicism, shouting, beating and scolding.He secretly wore his cousin's stockings and ushered in the first orgasm in his life.Then the lover with a blurred face hugged him, kissed his ears with eager lips, and said in his ear: "It's so beautiful, He Mu, you look good in this dress."

In the next second, the tender lover stood together with all the onlookers, surrounding him, with ruthless lips uttering love words.

"abnormal."

He found a whole box of cheongsams left by his mother, and when he brushed them lightly with his fingers, he could feel the unevenness of the embroidery threads, one after another like a charming dream.He put it on, and his lonely body was empty in the clothes, but he felt relieved, as if he had shrunk into a hibernating shell.

Those fiery eyes fell on him, making him happy.

You see, there are clearly many people who need me, want me, want me to laugh, want me to be happy.

He laughed happily, but he was restless in his heart. He was trapped in a sealed room surrounded by doors, but he couldn't open them no matter how hard he twisted them. There was an echo in the empty room.

"Click."

It was the sound of the door opening, and he turned around suddenly in his dream.In an instant, the empty room turned into this small house with one bedroom and one living room. The hazy yellow light from the floor lamp flooded his body like a tide, as if warm.

Chang Mingan had a dusty look, with his hands on the doorknob, his handsome but gentle features were still tired, as if he had returned from a trek, he looked at him with a smile, his lips parted slightly.

"Hello."

He Mu opened his eyes and found that the sky was bright, and he could vaguely hear the noise of students in the dining hall not far from the classroom dormitory building.He found that there was a pillow under his head, and another in his arms. The other half of the bed was empty. Chang Ming An had already got up, and the pillow in his arms was obviously his.

The curtains were drawn thoughtfully, tightly, to block out the morning sun. The door was originally closed, but Mumu squeezed in from the outside with catwalks, and gracefully jumped onto the bed, through the gap in the quilt. He got in and nestled in He Mu's arms.

He Mu buried his face in Chang Ming'an's pillow, took a deep breath, and his heart was pounding.

He wanted to get up, but he heard voices coming from the living room outside the door. He looked at himself again, the light pink suspender nightdress was twisted by him, and most of his chest was exposed, so he had to lie back , hugged the cat, and blew lightly on the cat's face, Mumu's ears trembled, and he yawned.

He Mu stuffed his finger into her open mouth, and Mu Mu spat out his finger in disgust, and licked his face again, the barb on the cat's tongue scratched his face for a while.

"Your things are all packed, check to see if you left anything behind." Chang Ming An said to Xie Lei, wearing home clothes.

Xie Lei wore exquisite makeup, and her eyebrows were neatly trimmed. She didn't even look at it, and said, "Okay, thank you."

Chang Mingan bent down to lift the box, estimated the weight, and said, "Is the car coming? Let me help you take it down. It's quite heavy."

Xie Lei folded her hands and looked at Chang Ming'an, and sighed for a long time: "You are always so nice."

Chang Mingan laughed: "Really?"

Xie Lei simply sat on the sofa and said, "Yes, but it's too boring to fall in love with you. You never check posts, you are not jealous, and you are not enthusiastic in bed."

Chang Ming'an was embarrassed by the words, raised his hands to signal surrender, and said, "Aren't you in a hurry?"

"It's okay," Xie Lei stood up, "Look, you're not angry when you're told that."

"Nothing to be angry about, I mean nothing."

It's not the first time he's been said that, it's said by everyone who's been in a relationship with him.He also doesn't understand why a boyfriend who won't make trouble unreasonably, and won't show machismo and jealousy won't be liked by others.At the end of every relationship, there is always a separation, and he gradually understood, just like his father hugged him and went out after breakfast in the morning, and never came back.

"I remember that time when I just broke up in love and I was having trouble at work. I got out of the party and sat on the curb and cried with all my makeup. You also came out of the party and handed me a handkerchief. In the early years, there were still people using handkerchiefs. Did you think I was so pitiful, so you stayed with me later, just like you adopted a stray cat."

Chang Ming'an looked directly at Xie Lei, examined his eyes, and sighed softly: "No."

"I don't know whether you are or not. Anyway, if you are alone for a long time, you will always be lonely. Two people can make do, don't you think?"

lonely?Just get used to it.There is no difference between two people and one person.Between people, as long as they rely on language and actions to convey information, there will always be loneliness.Cheek to cheek and hand in hand, we can never break the diaphragm.

Chang Ming'an thought for a while, pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't speak.

"Okay." Xie Lei sighed, "Then I'm leaving, you don't need to send it, you just move the box to the elevator."

"That……"

Xie Lei squeezed her eyes freely: "Someone is here to pick me up."

Chang Ming settled down, then smiled clearly: "Okay."

The two hugged each other politely and said goodbye.

He Mu lay on the bed without saying a word, when he heard the sound of the door opening from outside, then the "ding" of the elevator arriving, then the door closing, and the sound of Chang Ming'an's light footsteps from far to near, he hurriedly Close your eyes and pretend to be asleep.

The mattress sagged slightly, and it was Chang Ming'an who knelt on the bed and picked Mumu up from He Mu's face. The cat's fur lightly brushed He Mu's face, making his eyeballs twitch under his eyelids with itching.

Mumu let out a coquettish "meow".

Chang Mingan hugged her in his arms, nodded her nose, and whispered: "Shhh—"

The door opened and closed, leaving only He Mu pretending to be asleep in the room.

He opened his eyes, full of confusion, as if he had lost focus.After listening to such a passage, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.What makes him sad is not that Chang Ming'an has a past, who doesn't have a past, his past is a hundred times and ten times more complicated than Chang Ming'an's.What makes him sad is that in Chang Ming'an's eyes, he may also be a poor stray cat, which is why he provokes his affectionate petting.

So Chang Ming'an didn't need him to reciprocate, he didn't need him to thank him, he just had to accept it.

Who would ask an incompetent stray cat for something in return?

He Mu gasped for breath, bent over and curled up, his nose felt sore.

"Are you awake?" Chang Mingan pushed the door open, poked his head in and asked.

He Mu took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "No."

"Feel sorry."

Chang Ming'an said embarrassedly, turned around and closed the door.