What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

Two days after Mo Yao moved out of Shan Linjia's house, he couldn't bear the thought. He couldn't go to class in this situation, and he stayed at home every day with nothing to do. It would take at least another week until his aunt's period passed, but today is only the second day. God, when he thinks that he won't be able to see Shan Linjia for the next few days, he scratches his heart and lungs in pain.

At noon, he ordered a takeaway, but when it was delivered, he had no appetite at all. During this period of time, he lost his appetite after being raised by Shan Linjia, which really fulfilled the old saying that Wushan is not a cloud.

When the phone rang, he was flipping through the prawns in the box with chopsticks, glanced at the flashing name on the screen, immediately dropped the lunch box and picked up the phone with his eyes shining.

"Hey, Dajia!"

Shan Linjia must have just finished his work, because when he connected the phone, Mo Yao seemed to hear someone on the other side calling the boss to pay the bill. He smiled, and leaned on the sofa with a pillow between his arms: "I'm busy."

"Well, after a while, we can eat."

Shan Linjia's voice came over clearly, mixed with the sound of plates being poured into the sink: "Have you eaten yet?"

Mo Yao glanced at the takeaway thrown on the table: "I've eaten two bites, I'm not used to it, I want to eat your cooking."

Mo Yao's voice carried some coquettish feeling that he didn't even notice.

Shan Linjia smiled softly, and listened to the phone with another ear: "Where are you now, do you want me to send you a takeaway."

Faced with such a tempting proposal, Mo Yao almost couldn't help but agree to him directly, but thinking of his current situation, he could only endure the rejection: "Although I really want to eat your cooking right away, but Now is the critical moment, I'm afraid I won't be in the mood to review when I see you, Dajia, let's wait a little longer."

Shan Linjia pondered for a while: "Are you still studying at school?"

"Yeah, I've been in the library for a few days, and I don't dare to fail the course, or I'm afraid that my third brother will scold me to death."

"Haven't your grades been very good?"

"University is no better than before. After entering university, who is in the mood to read books again? They are all cramming."

"yes."

Shan Linjia smiled softly, and did not speak again.

After hanging up the phone, Shan Linjia's expression remained gloomy. Li Yiming and Qin Qin, who were sitting opposite him, looked at each other in blank dismay: "Brother Jia, what's wrong with Santu, where is he now?"

Shan Linjia put the freshly served meal on the table, and scanned the faces of the two of them with sharp eyes: "Is there really no exam in your school recently?"

Li Yiming raised his hand and swore to him: "There are really no exams. There are still two months before the final exam. It's still too early to review."

Shan Linjia let out a breath, and tapped the table with his fingers a few times irritably: "So he's lying to me, Yiming..."

Shan Linjia looked up at him: "Haven't you seen him at school these days?"

Li Yiming turned his head and glanced at Qin Tan next to him. To be honest, he didn't dare to speak easily now, for fear that if he accidentally said something wrong and caused a war between the two, wouldn't he be guilty of a serious crime by then.

However, he is not afraid of offending Qin Qin. It seems that he has received Li Yiming's distress signal. He smiled and said, "Our class and Mo Yao's class have a few open classes together. Anyway, I haven't seen them recently. He showed up in the classroom."

Saying this is tantamount to directly telling Shan Linjia that Mo Yao is really lying to him, Shan Linjia sneered, stood up and walked towards the back kitchen.

As soon as he walked away, the air around him became much more free. Li Yiming let out a breath, put his hand on his chin and said helplessly: "What kind of moths are you talking about this little Santu? They finally reconciled, so they can't be like Are we together as well as before? What exactly does he want to do?"

"That's why I said that I still don't agree with Dajia and him continuing to be together."

Qin Qin shrugged, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, picked out the thorn and put it in Li Yiming's bowl: "Mo Yao's family environment is too complicated, no matter from which level, Dajia is on the weak side. , if Mo Yao could stand by his side wholeheartedly and follow him no matter what happens, that would be fine, but this kid has too many thoughts, and even at this juncture, he still hides everything. In this relationship, Don’t you think it’s unfair to pay for Dajia?”

After being analyzed by Qin Tan, it seems to be true, Li Yiming frowned: "But you can't say that, it doesn't matter who pays more or less when it comes to feelings, the important thing is whether two people really love each other. "

Qin Qin put down his chopsticks, propped his chin and looked at him with a smile: "You are quite quick to accept the matter between the two of them."

At first, Qin Qin thought he would be skeptical and yelled, but he didn't expect to digest and accept it so quickly.

Li Yiming was a little embarrassed by his smile, picked up the cup next to him and took a sip: "The two of them are our good brothers, what is unacceptable, and the president also talked about science with me. It’s common for men to do things like this, right? As long as you pay attention to your surroundings, you will find that there are many around us.”

The president, the president, and the president, Qin Qin had a cold face. He found that Li Yiming couldn't do without Xiao Nan in his last three sentences, as if he had been poured into some ecstasy soup, and he couldn't worship him.

"Why didn't you pick it for me?"

Li Yiming finished eating all the fish in the bowl, and saw that his chopsticks for picking fishbone stopped, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him suspiciously.

Qin Qin threw down the chopsticks, stood up and looked down at him: "If you like eating so much, go find your president and ask him to pick it out for you. I won't accompany you."

After speaking, he pulled the stool and walked out.

Li Yiming sat alone, watching his back inexplicably.

Did these people eat all of them today? One or two are so angry.

After the bell rang for the last class, Mo Miao packed up the handouts and finished class on time. He never liked to procrastinate, and the lectures were lively and interesting. Most importantly, he had a good skin, so his classrooms were full every day.

As usual, he was stopped by a few female students and talked about the topic for a while before he pushed his glasses and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as he left, someone came to inform him: "Mr. Mo, it seems that someone is looking for you outside. You are a handsome guy."

The handsome guy came to him?Mo Miao was stunned for a moment, and walked out of the teaching building with doubts.

Shan Linjia was leaning against the bulletin board, his tall and straight figure was particularly eye-catching, and Mo Miao saw him the first time after he went out.

Perhaps because he heard the voices of the students talking next to him, Shan Linjia raised his head, and when he saw him, he immediately smiled and waved: "Teacher Mo."

Mo Miao nodded, raised her hand and pushed her glasses.

After talking with Mo Miao, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still dark. Shan Linjia sorted out his mood, went back to the store to tidy up, and then made two big dishes and put them in thermos cups.

It took about four or ten minutes to get to Mo Yao's place by subway. He didn't tell Mo Yao in advance, but sent him a message when he was downstairs in his community.

Mo Yao quickly replied to the message, saying that he had just returned to his place of residence from school and hadn't eaten yet.

Standing under the bus stop sign, Shan Linjia looked at a man and a woman standing in front of the bus talking and laughing not far away. The woman looked familiar to him. Although he only saw her once on that snowy day three years ago, that side was different. It left him with a memory that will never be erased in this life.

In the past three years, she seemed to have grown a little taller, and her makeup became more sexy and mature. Standing beside her, Mo Yao would have some intimate physical contact between the two of them from time to time.

It was under such circumstances that Shan Linjia sent Mo Yao a message, and watched him take out his mobile phone and replied calmly, saying that he had just returned from school.

Perhaps because of this short message, Mo Yao said something to that girl again, then waved goodbye to her and turned and hurried into the community.

Shan Linjia stood there for a while, watching the woman bend down and get in the car and leave.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart right now. He should have both discomfort and anger, but perhaps more of it was disappointment.

It was the disappointment that Mo Yao had lost the last bit of trust.

He wanted to turn around and leave, or throw the carefully prepared meal for Mo Yao on the ground, but he still didn't do it in the end.

Shan Linjia squatted under the stop sign, lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, one, two, until his fingers stopped trembling.

Not long after he rang the doorbell, Mo Yao came over to open the door for him. The child's smiling face was still as bright as usual, and as soon as the door opened, he jumped into his arms lightly, with both legs firmly firmly in place. The land is on his waist.

"Dajia, I miss you to death."

Shan Linjia hugged his buttocks, raised the other hand that was holding the lunch box: "Don't make a fuss, the food will be spilled later."

Mo Yao got off him obediently, took his lunch box and ran to the table cheering, looking like a glutton who hadn't eaten for three days.

Shan Linjia looked at his back with a heavy expression.

"It smells so good." Mo Yao, who opened the lunch box, gave a heartfelt admiration, and turned around to wave to Shan Linjia: "Dajia, come here quickly, let's eat together."

But Shan Linjia shook his head and raised the cigarette case in his hand: "I'll smoke a cigarette first, you can eat it."

"Oh."

Mo Yao was so focused on eating well that he didn't notice anything wrong with him.

Shan Linjia blew the wind on the balcony for a while, and after the messy thoughts in his mind were no longer so chaotic, he opened the door and entered the room again.

He has been smoking since he was down there just now, and the smell of cigarettes is really heavy, even he himself can't bear it, let alone Mo Yao who has always disliked his smoking.

The bathroom happened to be next to the balcony, and Shan Linjia saw that Mo Yao was still eating with gusto, so he went directly to the toilet next to him.

Turning on the faucet to wash his face, looking up at the dejected person in the mirror, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He wiped his face casually with a tissue, but when he was about to turn around and go out, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something in the trash can next to the toilet.

Shan Linjia was stunned for a moment, and then his heart sank suddenly.

"Dajia, Dajia, come here quickly."

Mo Yao's voice calling him came from outside, Shan Linjia shook his head, opened the door and walked out.

Mo Yao is eating right now, probably because he ate a bit spicy, his mouth was red and greasy, seeing him come out and hurriedly peeled a prawn and handed it to his mouth: "This spicy prawn is too cooked. It's delicious, try it too."

Shan Linjia looked at his radiant face, which still made him fall in love with him until now, raised his hand to hold his wrist and asked him to put it down, seeing his slightly puzzled expression, Shan Linjia finally couldn't help it Speak softly.

"Mo Yao, let's break up."

The author has something to say: don't get angry, the next chapter will make it clear...