Zamoli

After the two pierced a layer of window paper, they became more uncomfortable. He Mu was shy. The last time he fell in love with someone was already in high school. Compared with the joy and sweetness of falling in love, it was more about the tension of precarity And the discomfort of being afraid of being discovered, but now it is not the case. The north wind is blowing outside, and the room is warm. Chang Mingan is sitting next to him with a book. Ann, and then turned back to read his own book, he was about to take the exam.

Chang Ming'an did what he said, said he thought about it, and he kept thinking seriously, holding the book, turning the pages time after time, but he didn't read a single word.

He has been thinking about what He Mu's family is like, and whether his own family will accept He Mu. After thinking about it, he goes back and forth, does He Mu really like him? Like his predecessor, Mu was dissatisfied with him in one way or another, and finally separated?

The two of them each had their own little thoughts, sitting on the sofa with books they couldn't read at all, and studied all night.

When it was time to sleep, both of them behaved well. He Mu lay on the bed and began to think about the performance the day after tomorrow. After thinking about it, he became nervous and turned over a few times. Chang Mingan put his hands on him through the quilt, and said: "Go to sleep."

He Mu immediately stopped turning over, nodded, thinking that he couldn't see in the dark, and replied: "Okay."

The next day, He Mu went to the rehearsal of He Jun's crew. It was Christmas Eve, and the Christmas atmosphere in the street was very strong. I don't know when the custom of eating apples on Christmas Eve became popular, so everyone just joined in the fun. Taking advantage of the promotion, the takeaway milk tea I ordered also came with a crisp apple in each cup. He Mu drank the milk tea but didn't eat the apple. He put the apple back in his bag and planned to take it back.

After the rehearsal is the whole body to try again.

Fei Qingqing enthusiastically asked He Mu to change into the prepared women's outfit, and then recruited the crew members in charge of makeup to put on He Mu's makeup.He Mu was feeling uncomfortable, his face was about to burn, he pushed Fei Qingqing out of the dressing room door, and whispered: "Sister Qingqing, I will do it myself, I will do it myself..."

He Mu stayed alone in the dressing room, with his hair down, skillfully painted a light makeup that modified the shape of the face and softened the contours, and put tear moles on his cheeks.He only let Fei Qingqing in to look at it. He pulled the skirt on his lower body a little awkwardly, and said, "Sister Qingqing, do you think it's okay?"

Fei Qingqing let out a "wow" and said in surprise, "He Mu, you look like a girl."

There was nothing strange in her tone, just pure praise and surprise, which didn't make He Mu feel uncomfortable at all. He pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Okay."

By the time He Mu got home, it was already evening, and Chang Ming'an's class had come to an end, and the papers for the final exam were issued at home recently.When He Mu arrived home, the air conditioner was turned on. Chang Mingan was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with the tablet on his lap, and a few test papers on the small tea table. A kind of good-looking with temperature.

He Mu changed his shoes, took out the apple from his schoolbag, put it on the table, moved to Chang Mingan's side, sat on the sofa, and pressed his hands under his thighs while blowing cold outside.

Chang Ming'an looked at Apple, and then at He Mu, obviously not knowing what was going on.

He Mu looked at Chang Ming'an with burning eyes, like a little pet offering treasure to its master.

"Today is Christmas Eve, I want to eat apples."

Chang Ming'an didn't understand this at all, and couldn't help laughing when he heard that "Christmas Eve" and "Apple" were forcibly related.He Mu didn't think too much about it at first, so he wanted to take the apple back to Chang Mingan to eat. Seeing Chang Mingan smiled, he felt that this Christmas Eve apple was too far-fetched. Back in hand.

"Hey, who said I won't eat it." Seeing that he was angry and disappointed, Chang Mingan quickly snatched the apple back, for the pleasure of receiving a gift and his love for apples, he didn't even think about it, and directly bit into it crisply Take a sip.

This time it was He Mu's turn to be anxious, and hurried to grab it: "The unwashed ones!"

Both of them felt that they were funny, so He Mu took the apple he had bitten into, washed it with cold white water, and then gave it back to Chang Ming An, who didn't stop until he finished eating.

Chang Mingan remembered that tomorrow was Christmas, so he asked He Mu: "Just now He Jun sent me a message. Tomorrow they gave me two tickets for their play performance. A good seat in the front row. Shall we go?"

He Mu had promised Chang Ming'an to go before, but he wanted to perform. If he told about the performance now, then it would not be a surprise, and the previous concealment would be meaningless.So he rolled his eyes, thought of an excuse, and said, "I... Tomorrow, I have a class at the part-time job, so I transferred it temporarily."

"Ah..." Chang Ming'an was obviously disappointed, but he still said very considerately, "It's okay, I'll see you next time I have a chance, what time is your class tomorrow, I'll pick you up."

It would be meaningless if Chang Mingan didn't go, He Mu quickly said: "No need, go and see it, it's really good, this drama is very good, it's worth watching."

Chang Ming'an raised his eyebrows suspiciously. He Mu was afraid that he wouldn't believe him, so he added: "The plot is well written, the actors act well, and the choreography is well choreographed. You must watch it."

Chang Mingan knew that He Jun was the writer and director of this drama. Hearing He Mu's praise, and remembering seeing He Mu and He Jun getting close, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, his expression turned cold, and he said lightly: "Yeah. ,knew."

He Mu couldn't be sure whether he should go to see it or not. He still thought about it before going to sleep, and tossed and turned several times. This time, Chang Ming'an didn't coax him to sleep, but lay flat on his back with his hands folded. On the stomach, the breath is steady, as if asleep.He Mu felt uneasy, thinking of how disappointing it would be if Chang Mingan didn't go to see it tomorrow.

He turned sideways to look at Chang Ming'an, moved towards him cautiously, finally gritted his teeth, thinking about the "like" that Chang Ming'an told him, turned over, put his arms around Chang Ming'an's neck, and leaned towards him In the ear, whispered: "Are you asleep..."

Chang Ming'an made a nasal sound: "Huh?"

"Are you going tomorrow?" He Mu asked pitifully, "Go ahead, it's really beautiful, trust me."

Chang Mingan had nothing to do with him, turned over and wrapped He Mu with his own quilt, hugged him in his arms, sighed and said, "Okay, okay, let's go, sleep."

He Mu let go of his hands in satisfaction, and curled up in Chang Ming'an's arms, full of expectations for tomorrow.