Mo Yang

Qiao Yang stood at the door of the professor's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.The door was quickly opened, and the professor stood in the room raising his eyebrows: "Hey, rare visitor?"

"Seize the last chance to chat with you." Qiao Yang shook the red wine bottle in his hand, "I heard you like this brand."

"Oh, Fox Mo told you." The professor ushered him in, removed the clothes on the chair, and called Qiao Yang to sit down.

Qiao Yang looked at the suitcase on the ground: "Almost packed?"

"Ah."

"when are we leaving?"

"Flight tomorrow morning, go to the capital." The professor opened the red wine with a corkscrew, sobered it up with a decanter, took out two red wine glasses from the wine cabinet by the window, and poured the wine.

Qiao Yang took the wine glass: "You bought this wine cabinet yourself, right?"

"Yes." The professor looked at the cabinet affectionately, "It's a pity that I can't take it away."

"..." Qiao Yang shook the red wine in the glass.

The professor laughed: "Why, you don't want me to leave?"

"Anyway, my mood is complicated..." Qiao Yang shrugged, "I never thought that anyone in Moyang would leave. You, and Tutu... especially Tutu, Mo Fox agreed so simply...Tutu eat The medicine fell asleep, Lao Qin left for a routine rest, and Mo Hu was reading a book as usual. You will leave tomorrow, without saying goodbye, without blessing each other, and not even having a breakup meal, I feel very bad."

"Hahaha... and say goodbye to the good-bye dinner, you think you are a college graduate? It's too sweet, little sun." The professor laughed, raised Erlang's legs and swayed freely, "We talked so much today, it's a little bit awkward to meet again. It's embarrassing, it's not appropriate to say anything, I think it's good like this. If you are in a bad mood, you should talk to Mo Fox, he understands you better."

"I don't want to be alone with him for the time being... I don't know how to face him." Qiao Yang took a sip of his wine, "I...hey about the three of you."

"The lingering shock on his face is still there." The professor pushed his glasses with his middle finger and looked at Qiao Yang's face, "Do you really think that Mo Hu will be with Tutu? Impossible, how could he be willing to part with you... Everything is his again It's a good deal. He knows that Tutu is so strong and proud that it is impossible to accept his charity-like company, and he will definitely go to the treatment with me and decide his own life, so he said that."

"Is that so, but I think he is very serious..." Qiao Yang hesitated.

The professor shrugged: "Of course, if Tutu really proposes to marry him, he will definitely agree to accompany her, love her, and take care of her for the rest of her life. You know, he is a black fox."

Qiao Yang took a sip of wine irritably: "There are too many secrets about him... I don't know what he is thinking, for example, do you know about Mo Fox's revenge?"

"Revenge on those four people who killed his father? Of course I know. I also participated in the action against the fourth person in disguise."

"That's it. I've been thinking about it since I heard it from Tutu." Qiao Yang falsified the time when he got this information, maybe because the professor was leaving Mo Yang's gang, and Qiao Yang had an affair with him. Unspeakable desire to confide, "I've always thought... Mo Yang is just a liar. Of course none of us are good people, but a liar is different from a murderer, I..."

"Are you doubting this? Qiao Yang," the professor interrupted him before he finished speaking, called his name in a rare way, and scolded him with a serious expression: "I really want to give you a slap in the face." fist."

"Huh?" Qiao Yang was stunned.

The professor looked at him coldly: "Do you suspect that the Mo fox is a murderer? Do you suspect that the hanged people were all killed by the Mo fox?"

"It shouldn't be directly killed by him. Old Qin also said that Ah Mo... Mohu just forced them to surrender, and they hanged themselves, but I always feel..." Qiao Yang looked at the professor eagerly, "Are you sure? Are you sure?" Do you know anything else?"

"I don't know much more than you. I also secretly suspected that those four people would not choose to commit suicide just because they were deceived and asked to surrender. Maybe someone faked a deliberate murder to look like a suicide—but I know the people who did these things It won't be Mo Fox, I never doubted him."

"And you, Qiao Yang, the most and possibly the only person Mohu trusts in the whole world, are telling me with a frustrated face that you doubt Mohu!?"

"I, I'm not..." Qiao Yang wanted to defend, but he didn't know how to say it, because he was indeed wavering.

"If you have any questions on your mind, ask them face to face!" The professor said in a reprimanded tone, "You know that Mo Huhu is willing to tell you anything, and you know that you are different from anyone else to him!"

Qiao Yang felt his ears burn and moved his lips.

The professor swallowed his wine a little anxiously, and said discouragedly: "Fuck, you have no idea how jealous I am of you."

"Ah, jealous of me?" Qiao Yang was dumbfounded, "I, I thought... why are you jealous of me? I thought you had a grudge against Mo Fox... After all, Tutu..."

"I have a grudge against Mo Fox? You are really blind. If Li Guo's screenwriters are of your level, then I don't wonder why the current TV movies are so ugly." The professor complained fiercely, "Yes, seeing the rabbit The rabbit loves the ink fox, I feel sour in my heart, and begging the ink fox to be responsible for the rabbit is quite self-abuse, but jealousy is not contradictory to worshiping the ink fox, right?"

Qiao Yang was so bullied that he drank silently.

The professor stroked his hair: "Come on, be a bosom brother before you leave, it's enough for us to commit crimes together, let me tell you the story of Mo Fox and me."

"I have been a very proud person since I was a child. I have a smart head and a quick learner. I look down on most people and disdain most things. I went to school very early, and I was only 20 years old when I was an intern in Tutu's high school. Everything about Tutu None of the teachers in charge of the class noticed that she had a problem, only I found that her mentality was very sick and unhealthy."

"Tutu was a beautiful child at that time. Although she had a weird personality, I naturally cared about her and tried to help her, but I encountered the biggest setback since I was born: I couldn't take Tutu away from her shit family."

"During that time, I felt frustrated and angry like never before. My self-esteem and arrogance were crushed to the ground by that pair of bastard couples. To be honest, I helped Tutu at the beginning because I was greedy for beauty, found it challenging, and a moment of loyalty. Later, I was not willing to admit defeat like this, and I must strive for a satisfactory result... I have always paid attention to Tutu, and I am still thinking of a way when I return to university after the internship. After a long time, I gradually developed some feelings for her beyond friendship. Feelings, I want to protect her, make her happy, and want to win, but there is no way. When I was most aggrieved, I even wanted to simply set fire to that pair of scumbags... After several years of tossing like this, I just When I was about to admit defeat helplessly, Mo Fox appeared."

"Do you know what it was like when I walked into the private room of the coffee shop and saw Mo Fox for the first time?"

Speaking of this, the professor's cheeks turned slightly red: "I thought I saw a real angel. He was so beautiful and so aura sitting there smiling at me. Without a sense of inferiority and crisis, I know that with such a man here, Tutu, who doesn't know what liking is, is even less likely to respond to my feelings."

"He stole Tutu's attention and did things you couldn't do, but you don't hate him?" Qiao Yang asked.

The professor rolled his heavy eyes: "How many people would hate someone like Mo Fox?"

Qiao Yang tasted the words and nodded in agreement.

"I don't hate Mo Fox. I have nothing to say when I lose to him. I am willing to join Mo Yang. I feel very happy to be by his side, accept his guidance, and do the same thing with him. What's more, he promised me Tutu is in charge and treats Tutu... I have always hoped to be like him, a chess player who can arrange the fate of others. What a pity, I don't have his calmness and wisdom.

"Honestly speaking, if Mo Fox can really have a long-term relationship with Tutu, I will definitely support them to be together, and it won't be too painful... It's a pity that Tutu is not the right person, and neither am I." The professor said deeply. He glanced at Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang lowered his head to drink again.

The professor couldn't resist stretching out his hand and slapping Qiao Yang on the back of the head: "Damn, I got angry when I saw you. I've tolerated you for a long time! What's so good about you, kid, that you make Fox Mo have all eyes on you?"

There were two big words on Qiao Yang's face: Wronged.

The professor sighed: "I don't know what Tutu said to you when you were running away...but you are not stupid, you should be able to tell whether what she said is true or false. I am afraid that only you have seen the nature of the ink fox. Of course, maybe I also I was lucky enough to meet... the first Spring Festival in Moyang, we had some actions and couldn't go home. I couldn't sleep in the second half of the night on New Year's Eve. I got up and sat on the sofa in a daze. Somehow Mohu noticed that I was not in the room After a while, he followed me out. He didn’t say anything, he came out with a blanket in his arms, turned on a desk lamp and sat next to me to read a book quietly. The blanket covered half of himself and half of me... That night, I stared blankly at the side face of Mo Fox under the desk lamp, and after staring at it, I calmed down and fell asleep comfortably."

Qiao Yang imagined the scene described by the professor, and couldn't help but soften his expression.

The professor said to him: "A murderer who has forced others to death will not have such a calm expression, little sun, I have babbled so much with you today just to tell you that your suspicion of Mo Fox is ridiculous. "

"What you should do now is not drink and say goodbye to me and pretend to be deep, but go immediately and ask Mohu your questions face to face! Tutu and I left, Mo Yang has not left yet, Mohu needs helpers by his side , There must be no inexplicable gap between you and him!"

Qiao Yang put down his wine glass, nodded in response, and stood up.

The professor sent him out of the room with satisfaction, accepted his blessing, waved goodbye to him, and added drama before closing the door: "Little Sun, have you seen "Inception"?"

"Huh?" Qiao Yang blinked, "Of course I have."

"Well, do you know about totems?" the professor asked, before Qiao Yang could answer, he closed the door.

Qiao Yang was left standing in the corridor, Monk Zhang Er was puzzled: totem?What do dreamers in movies use to distinguish reality from dreams?What does the professor ask this for...?

"What about being the gatekeeper at the professor's door? Are you going to hug his thigh to prevent him from leaving?" At this moment, Han Mo's laughing voice sounded from the other end of the corridor.

Qiao Yang turned his head and saw the man walking slowly with the book in his arms, so he raised the corner of his mouth to greet him: "I just said goodbye to the professor... Ah Mo, I want to talk to you."

"Are you willing to come to me?" Han Mo sneered lightly, and opened the door of his room, "Welcome."

The two sat down in comfortable positions in the room and looked at each other.

Han Mo didn't shy away: "What do you want to ask?"

Qiao Yang thought about what the professor said to him just now, and licked his lips: "I want to know...what happened to your father's death more than three years ago, and your revenge on your revenge."

Han Mo lowered his eyes, crossed his fingers on his stomach, and remained silent for a long time. Qiao Yang thought he didn't want to answer and was so embarrassed that he wanted to change the subject, he finally said, "My father died because of my grandpa."

The author has something to say: I feel sorry for the fanboy professor...

Congratulations to the professor and Tutu for joining the "I'm angry when I see Qiao Yang" association, hahaha~