am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo had already been overwhelmed by fate. He didn't even have the courage to fight this time. He nodded and floated upstairs like a ghost walking in the night.

"Amo, if you want a Coke, I'll buy it right now."

Just when Wang Mo floated into the air, he heard Xun Ying's voice saying this.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo felt sorry, so he shook his head and said, "Then I'll go buy it myself. Anyway, isn't there a 24-hour convenience store outside?"

"Then I'll go with you, I want to walk too." Xun Ying said.

So the two of them changed their clothes and went out together, which was regarded as a reconciliation.

Wang Mo and Xun Ying were walking on the road, looking at the white belly gradually appearing in the sky, and the dim street lamps on both sides of the road, mixed with street trees, struggling for death.

When he used to go to work, he often started to go out at this point.

At that time, all he thought was to rely on his strength to eat, save some savings, and spend the rest of his life without worrying about food and clothing while he was young. The future that he could see through at a glance was nothing boring to him.

Later, his appearance soared day by day, and he pursued his dreams in the entertainment industry. It was just a different way of making money, and he wanted to help Xun Ying supplement the family income, although in the end their family cost an extra [-] million because of this decision. I won't mention it.

But even after entering this gentle and wealthy town with bright clothes and temples, Wang Mo still feels that he is just a part-time worker, unlike many actors in the drama, who have launched their own passionate pursuit of art.

He seems to treat everything equally, living like a small animal, living by instinct.

Why did such a superficial young man attract Xun Ying? This man is as outstanding as the words he gave, like flowers and jade, rich as hell, immortal, and beautiful like a legend.

Can I really give him what he wants? Wang Mo couldn't help but think in his heart, what kind of people and things he has never seen, maybe in his heart, my Shuangshang is similar to my hamster. Our backgrounds are totally different, maybe he will get tired of it after a while

Wang Mo was busy belittling himself, when he heard Xun Ying say, "Amo, the convenience store is here."

Wang Mo came back to his senses, nodded, and then suddenly realized why they came out to buy Coke in the dark in the early hours of the morning.

Although I am not very good, he is not perfect either, Wang Mo thought to himself, if I don't accept him, it will be very difficult for him to find another boy if I don't accept him.

Wang Mo thought so, and finally bought the Bing Kuo Luo that he had been thinking about day and night.

-

On the way home, Wang Mo drank more than half of the bottle of Coke, and the feeling of choking all night finally dissipated after he hiccupped.

Wang Mo returned home contentedly. It was almost bright now, and the sun had come out. In the garden of their villa, the roses were bathed in the brilliance of the morning sun, shining brightly.

After Wang Mo finished drinking Bing Kuo Luo, he was refreshed, so he didn't plan to go to sleep.

He returned to the room, washed up a bit, and then saw the bouquet of roses on his bedside.

These roses must have been planted by Xun Ying himself, Wang Mo thought.

He changed some water for the roses, then went downstairs with the vase in his hand, and came to the sunny garden.

"Amo, what are you doing?"

Xun Ying, who was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper at the coffee seat beside him, saw him and asked him curiously.

"Let the flowers bask in the sun." Wang Mo said briskly.

Then he saw that Xun Ying couldn't help laughing.

And that kind of smile, how should I put it, is not the kind of gentle smile of a man immersed in love, but a bit like... being amused by him.

Wang Mo puffed up his face.

"Are you kidding me for being like a child?" Wang Mo said.

"No." Xun Ying quickly suppressed his smile, then shook his head seriously.

"Then why are you laughing?" Wang Mo asked after breaking the casserole.

Based on the attitude that silence is golden, Xun Ying shook his head guardedly.

"I was just thinking about you." Xun Ying said.

"Come on, is that the smile you think of someone you like? Your smile is obviously the smile of a cross talk actor." Wang Mo saw through the opponent's trick and continued to ask relentlessly.

"I'm really not laughing at you." Xun Ying argued, and then pointed helplessly at the rose in Wang Mo's hand.

"I'm just kidding," Xun Ying said.

"What's so funny about a bouquet of roses?" Wang Mo asked puzzled.

"Actually, it's a cover-up." Xun Ying said a little embarrassedly.

"Because I'm not sure whether you will accept it, so I don't have the courage to send real roses. I think if you don't accept them, I will feel uncomfortable when I see roses in the future." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo felt that Xun Ying was also very pitiful.

Then he heard Xun Ying slap his fingers and withdrew his supernatural powers.

Wang Mo looked down and saw that he was holding a feather duster in his arms.

Wang Mo: "..."

"No, with your blindfold, others won't be able to see the main body, right?" Wang Mo asked with tears.

"Don't worry, no one can see it." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Except for me." Xun Ying added another sentence.

Wang Mo: "..."

"No, you wait for a while." Wang Mo sorted out his thoughts, and then continued.

"So at the banquet, during the three hours after you sent me a "bouquet of roses", in your eyes, I just came to sit with you with a feather duster in my arms." Wang Mo said to Xun Yes, a just question was issued.

"Yes." Xun Ying nodded and said, and then he obviously remembered some interesting scene, and even laughed in front of Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

-

The old cat had breakfast at the puppet cat of the neighbor's house, and after taking a walk, he returned home leisurely.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xun Ying galloping in front, and Wang Mo chasing after him with a feather duster in his hand.