am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

I am used to living in a small house, but I suddenly moved to a legendary manor. My way of thinking and behavior still cannot be changed for a while, Wang Mo thought.

He looked back at Xun Ying, and found that his appearance was still calm.

Wang Mo felt that every time Xun Ying said something earth-shattering, he was always calm.

If it comes out of the nouveau riche's mouth, it looks like showing off his wealth, but when it comes to Xun Ying's mouth, it doesn't mean that at all.

Not only will no one show off his wealth deliberately, but he will also feel that his life is like that, so that he doesn't think there is anything wrong with stating the facts, because it is commonplace, so he doesn't think it is a kind of showing off.

This is probably the king, Wang Mo thought.

Although I'm called a great king, I don't have the aristocratic temperament shown in other people's gestures.

Wang Mo was a little guilty. He always felt that when his younger brothers called him the king, they didn't mean to regard him as the head and leader of the family, let alone the king of princes and generals, but simply because of his surname. king.

If my surname is Liu, they might call me "Da Liuer". If my surname is Zhao, they might call me "Da Zhaoer". illusion.

"Amo, why are you still standing there, aren't you going to sleep?"

Seeing Wang Mo standing motionless by the window, Xun Ying seemed to be doubting life, so he spoke to remind him.

"Oh, I'm going to sleep now." Wang Mo nodded, and then got into the bed on the sofa.

I don't seem to have the temperament of a king when I'm under the quilt, Wang Mo thought to himself.

It's impossible to go on like this.

In case we talk about it in the future, Mr. Xun takes me to a dinner party or something, and I go there with a big horse and a golden sword, shake off my cheeks and open my back molars, and give people a storm, then we Mr. Xun is so shameless.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo prepared to take up his own money in the future, and imitate the late-talking style of noble people, and don't smash his company's brand when discussing business.

Wang Mo was rehearsing the dinner party under the covers, and he wasn't sure whether he would put on a tuxedo or a low-cut evening dress when he heard Xun Ying's door open again.

Wang Mo popped out of the bed like mushrooms after a spring rain, looked outside, and then he talked about Xun Ying following his example and walking out holding the bed.

"Amo, if you're still afraid, I'll sleep in the living room too." Xun Ying said, and made a floor bed opposite the coffee table, near the fireplace.

Wang Mo was very moved.

He felt that his sensitive nerves were also quite subtle. If he was asked to sleep in Xun Ying's room, he still couldn't get rid of it, but if Xun Ying accompanied him to sleep in the hall, in a relatively It is more open and there is not much privacy space, which will make Wang Mo more comfortable.

It seems that Xun Ying still understands him quite well, Wang Mo thought to himself, nodded earnestly and said, "I'm really sorry to bother you, I'm timid and always make trouble like this."

"No trouble, I'm happy to help." Xun Ying said warmly.

So after the two of them said goodnight to each other, they both curled up under the covers and fell asleep.

After a while, Wang Mo felt that Xun Ying's breathing still hadn't become very stable, and it seemed that he hadn't fallen asleep yet.

He himself could not sleep.

So Wang Mo turned over and saw Xun Ying's eyes open in the dark night.

It's just that under the cold and faint moonlight, those eyes still look bright.

Xun Ying didn't look at Wang Mo at this moment, but quietly looked at the silent night sky outside the large window.

Because the garden doesn’t know how important it is, the outside of the windows is still Xun Ying’s home, so this small building does not need any protective equipment outside. Almost one wall is full of landscape windows with floor-to-ceiling windows, and the view is better than that of ordinary villas. Much more open.

Xun Ying was lying on the thick handmade carpet, and when he looked up, he could just see the bright sky of the Milky Way.

He lay there quietly, looking neither sad nor happy, very relaxed.

However, Wang Mo's small head continued to move a few times, and Xun Ying quickly noticed the movement on the sofa, and followed the sound, and looked over at Wang Mo's sofa.

"Amo, can't you sleep?" Xun Ying said, looking in Wang Mo's direction, his voice became clearer and clearer under the quiet night, which made people feel peaceful and peaceful.

"Well, maybe it's because I was tossing around for a long time just now, and I couldn't fall asleep." Wang Mo confessed frankly.

"Why didn't you sleep?" Wang Mo asked back.

"I can't fall asleep either," Xun Ying said.

"I thought you were spiritual...Your spirit is so good, you must have a regular schedule."

Wang Mo swallowed back the words of "spiritual old people" in the middle of the sentence, and made a sharp turn. I don't know if Xun Ying understood it.

"It was okay in the past. After all, I didn't have much energy at that time. Now that my body is stronger, it is not easy to fall asleep at night, but the habit of work and rest is still there. When the time is up, I have to lie down." Xun Xun It should be said.

It means that the body is now young, in fact, it is the soul that longs for the years to live in peace and tranquility, living in a body that can’t fall asleep if it’s just a nightlife of swiping mobile phones, playing games, and dancing. It's a tricky thing, Wang Mo sat in his heart to read and understand.

Probably with the help of Xiwei's moonlight, I saw Wang Mo's dazed handsome face, so Xun Ying continued: "Now my body functions are gradually becoming more energetic, including the ability of memory. , Sometimes, without warning, I will think of something that I have almost forgotten in the past few decades."

Wang Mo listened quietly, and felt that when Xun Ying spoke like this, he looked very lonely, and he deserved to be pitied by others.

But he wished that Xun Ying could still look like a straight man of steel that sometimes appeared, at least at that time he looked very natural and frank, not like now, as if he was buried in sand , waiting to spit out the shell of a pearl, although he didn't show it, it can make a more sensitive person unable to imagine what kind of dull pain he is experiencing.

He should have had close family members at the beginning of his life, and he must have made many friends as he grew up, but by now, they are all gone.

Wang Mo couldn't help but wanted to cry, but felt that it was not decent for him to cry in front of his suitor all of a sudden, so he shrank back under the quilt secretly, wiped his wet eyelashes, and continued He got out and looked at Xun Ying.

"Amo, are you sleepy?"

Xun Ying didn't quite understand Wang Mo's cos geoduck action, and thought he was a little sleepy, so he asked him if he wanted to sleep first.

"Not yet." Wang Mo said.

He felt that Xun Ying was still not sleepy, so he replied.

"By the way, in fact, sometimes when I sleep alone, I also like to think wildly. Otherwise, I will share with you what I listen to when I go to bed at night, and then you can share with me a little bit so that we can probably work together in the future. Slowly sleep better." Wang Mo said.

He meant of course that when their relationship has not progressed, if they talk about it, then there is no need to sleep.

Xun Ying thought for a while, then nodded.

"Amo, wait for me, I'll go get something." Xun Ying said, then got up and went back to his room.

Wang Mo felt a little curious, and couldn't figure out what he was going to get. If it was just to share the playlist, isn't his mobile phone here?

But Xun Ying didn't explain, so Wang Mo had to wait.

In his impression, he felt that Xun Ying should be able to listen to some famous songs of that kind, and then various knowledgeable public lectures, speeches, and switching back and forth between several languages ​​were all no problem at all. Yes, just like the feeling of a child from the old family who came from Tsinghua University.

Wang Mo was thinking about it when he saw Xun Ying walking out of his room with something in his hand.

The light in the room was very faint. Wang Mo could probably see the outline of the object clearly, but he didn't find it familiar, but rather strange. Judging from his subconscious, he felt that this object should at least not be something he could see every day. objects.

It wasn't until Xun Ying came to Wang Mo's side that Wang Mo could barely see clearly that what Xun Ying was holding in his hand turned out to be a radio.

Wang Mo: "..."

"This is……"

A few words that I accidentally heard in film and television works flashed in Wang Mo's mind.

Chatterbox Semiconductor was finally positioned on top of the radio he felt was suitable.

"Radio?" Wang Mo finally finished his conversation.

"Yes." Xun Ying said.

"Actually, I have also started using a smartphone very early, but I am afraid that some living habits cannot be changed for a while." Xun Ying said with some emotion.

It's so nostalgic, Wang Mo thought, but it didn't change his impression of Xun Ying's grandeur.

He had seen it in the media before, and now there are some shops that specialize in selling old objects. I heard that the business is quite hot, and the regular customers are young people with a bit of nostalgia. There are also shops that specialize in old objects. The decoration style of the coffee shop is closer to that of the last century, and it is said that the business is quite good.

"Well, I've kept the habit of being obedient for many years." Xun Ying's words were a little different from Wang Mo's.

Ah, if I knew I would talk about it, Wang Mo thought to himself, but if I talk about it on purpose, will he think that I care about his age?

Just as Wang Mo was counting backwards and forwards, Xun Ying turned on the radio, and there was the faint sound of electricity passing through it, which is not often heard now.

Ah, I seem to have heard this sound when I was a child, so nostalgic.

Wang Mo then listened politely, and then he heard an advertisement that was turned over and over, promoting a certain health care product with an exaggerated tone of voice, and at the end it was accompanied by a classic concluding remark.

"Pick up the phone and order now!"