am i a devil

After a while, Xun Ying flew over from the opposite planet in his own boat, found Wang Mo who had been buried by the collapse of the sky, and dug him out.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo shook his fluffy head like a Shiba Inu with an electric drill bit, shaking off his gray-faced shell that looked like a layer of terracotta warriors.

"In the future, don't flirt on this planet for the time being." Wang Mo said seriously.

"I think so too." Xun Ying nodded in agreement.

Today he finally saw what is called global heartbeat, especially on the other side, seeing it more clearly.

The whole planet is beating violently, with life-like, irregular throbbing, with even terrifying shock, beauty, and solemnity.

It is enough to see it once, and he doesn't want Wang Mo to be buried in his heart again.

-

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, every house is decorated with lanterns and streamers, and of course Xun Ying's house is also like this.

In fact, Xun Ying has been busy writing Spring Festival couplets recently.

Because Wang Mo had nothing to do, Xun Ying caught him in his study and asked him to help him grind ink, which was quite a sense of sight.

Wang Mo rubbed the ink, although it was just a mechanical movement, but because he stayed with Xun Ying, he didn't feel too bored.

It's good to exercise your wrist more, anyway, it will definitely come in handy in the future, Wang Mo thought, so he worked harder.

When Xun Ying was writing, he saw that Wang Mo was grinding ink tirelessly like a tool man. Although there was more and more ink, his priceless ancient inkstone was almost visibly changed. It seems thin.

Of course Xun Ying is not the kind of person who loves things, he mainly loves Wang Mo's hand.

"Take a break." Xun Ying then suggested.

Only then did Wang Mo stop his relentless way of working, fully demonstrating the professional ethics of a brick-moving king.

"You still work very hard." Xun Ying couldn't help giving Wang Mo a compliment.

"Have a drink and rest."

As Xun Ying said, he stretched out his hand to the tea set beside him.

But he seemed to have thought of something, and stopped what he was doing.

"Amo, don't you like drinking tea?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo.

"Should I give you a glass of strawberry milk, or do you prefer coffee milk now?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo for advice.

"strawberry……"

Wang Mo stopped talking halfway through.

His role transformation has not been completed very smoothly. At this moment, he is still at the stage where a young boy likes to establish a tall, mighty, mature and reliable image in the heart of his lover.

"There's no need for strawberry milk." Wang Mo then changed the subject and shook his head.

"I just drink tea like you." Wang Mo said.

Xun Ying nodded, then poured a cup of tea for Wang Mo, poured another cup for himself, and drank slowly.

After grinding the grinder for a long time, Wang Mo was really thirsty, so he got bored.

After the boredom was over, he felt that it was really painful.

Is there still time to throw up now? Wang Mo thought to himself.

But he still swallowed it with difficulty, and then his little face turned into a wrinkled bitter melon face.

At this time, Xun Ying handed Wang Mo a glass of strawberry milk in a very timely manner.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo decided not to fight against human nature for the time being, and obediently drank the strawberry milk.

"Amo, if you don't like drinking tea, don't force yourself." Xun Ying said.

"It's not forced. I always have to learn. As I get older, I have more and more opportunities to drink tea. I can't go out as a guest or talk about things. I need someone to provide me with strawberry milk." Wang Wang Mo is very conscious of a freshman in the workplace, so he said.

"Taste is something that you don't need to learn on purpose. After more experience, the taste will probably change a little."

When Xun Ying said this, he still had a sense of vicissitudes, but this did not cause Wang Mo to feel sad. On the contrary, he felt that such an experienced appearance was very attractive to older men.

"Do you mean that when you get older and have experienced many things, you will like drinking tea?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying.

"After experiencing too many tastes, I might prefer a lighter taste to something sweet and greasy." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

"Actually, when you first drink tea, you will have a bit of a bitter taste experience, but after you get used to it, you will feel that it can get rid of those more complicated tastes and keep your mouth in a fresh taste experience. But I don’t think you can experience this feeling right now.” Xun Ying looked at the young Wang Mo and explained slowly.

"Why can't I understand it?" Wang Mo said.

He really didn't realize that when he just drank tea, he didn't feel much of the layered experience that Xun Ying described, except for the bitter taste compared to strawberry milk.

But Wang Mo still wanted to ask.

Because boys of his age are sensitive to rebellious emotions when their lover utters some negative sentences beginning with "You still..." sentence pattern.

"Because you are probably still in the middle school where the whole world is under my control... I mean, the age group of young and frivolous." Xun Ying seemed to hear Wang Mo's tone That kind of unyielding youthful heart, so he made his voice more gentle, and said softly, except for the word "secondary school", the context and tone of voice are still very friendly.

Wang Mo: "..."

You just said the second grade, right, Wang Mo slandered in his heart.

"You said that the mentality that the whole world is under my control is pretty good for other young people. Although, the whole world is already under my control, oh By the way, there is also the whole universe." Now that he has been given the title of Secondary School, Wang Mo is very worthy of this label, and said proudly.

Xun Ying: "..."

I can't refute it, Xun Ying thought.

"Although that's all in my imagination." After Wang Mo completed his second year of secondary school, he still made up for it in a more objective way.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Young people with this mental state seem to like sweet and greasy tastes more. You see a lot of dessert shops. Aren't the main customer groups mainly young people in your age group?" Xun Ying continued, The commonality of this group was also emphasized.

Wang Mo felt that what he said was quite reasonable, but there was still something wrong.

"Then what about you, Xun Ying, how is your current mentality different from that of a so-called hairy boy like me? Are you not in the middle school at all?" Wang Mo, with an attitude of being curious about everything about his lover, Asking Xun Yingdao back, he even re-read the word "Secondary Two".

"me……"

While answering Wang Mo's question, Xun Ying couldn't help laughing because the other party re-pronounced the word "secondary school".

"It should have passed that stage, and entered the state of mind that understands that some things can be achieved through hard work, and some things, no matter how hard you try subjectively, you still can't do it. " Xun Ying said.

Xun Ying's appearance actually doesn't look a few years older than Wang Mo, and this age is due to the deviation caused by his calm temperament. In fact, when Xun Ying and Wang Mo stood together, they looked about the same age. , is a very suitable pair.

It's just that when he said this, his expression inevitably carried a little indifference after a thousand sails had passed, and he seemed a little more lonely than usual.

In all fairness, this kind of lonely attitude is not negative, it just lacks the high-spirited romanticism of a lot of teenage years, and has more realistic mentality after life experience. If you look at the trajectory of life that started when you were a child, it is far from a sense of depression, but a very logical state of mind.

However, although it is understandable intellectually, Wang Mo still feels a little distressed emotionally.

Who doesn't want to let his lover want what? This kind of second-best attitude, and Wang Mo's second-year (crossed out) youthful spirit, formed a collision of thinking methods.

"Xun Ying, there is nothing in this world that you can't do. Even if you can't do it, I will do it for you. It's not that I am doing everything, but because we are together, that is, A person is not a strong alliance, a partner to live a life, or a person." Wang Mo said with a very second (crossed out) general attack temperament.

Xun Ying raised his lips and nodded.

"And I always feel that with your strength, there shouldn't be such a thing that you can't do. After all, you have even chased me." Wang Mo thought for a while, and then said with a very serious expression.

Xun Ying: "..."

Although Xun Ying has lived for many years and has long been calm, but at this moment, he feels a long-lost feeling of enthusiasm for Wang Mo's words.

After all, there are not everyone in the world, and Xun Ying also believes that apart from him, there should be no one in the world who can make a heartless man grow a heart for him for no reason.

This is the feeling of an old house on fire in the legend. Xun Ying thought about it for a long time and thought of a not-so-beautiful adjective.

"Amo, thank you. No matter what happens in the future, I will work hard." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo smiled and patted Xun Ying's head.

After touching it, both of them froze for a moment.

Wang Mo had never done this action before.

When they got along with each other before, Wang Mo always respected Xun Ying as an elder who was better than himself in all aspects, so even if their relationship was as close as brothers, they would not make any changes to Xun Ying. such an action.

However, it is different now. Wang Mo felt that at least in the conversation just now, he had occupied a dominant position, and he was quite the backbone.

Of course, he doesn't rule out other issues. Xun Ying's suggestion will be more helpful to him. It is normal for couples to support each other.

Wang Mo thought so in his heart, but he didn't know what Xun Ying was thinking in his heart, but when he saw the other party's expression, Wang Mo could be sure that Xun Ying must also be very happy in his heart.

-

The two stayed in the study for a whole day, until the old cat called them to eat, and then came out of the study in pairs.

Old cat: "..."

I can't bear to look directly at it, should I consider going to the puppet cat's house to ask for an adoption? The old cat has seriously considered the matter of moving in my heart.

However, once Wang Mo and Xun Ying left the more private places, they were not so close for the time being, so the two of them sat together with a cat and began to eat dinner.

During the dinner, the old cat took a peek at the expressions of Wang Mo and Xun Ying.

He felt that Xun Ying seemed to be more energetic than before, and he seemed to be more in line with his age on the surface.

Looking at Wang Mo again, it was like shaking to the sky.

"Little brother, I've been shaking recently." The old cat sighed.

"It's okay." Wang Mo said modestly in a not-so-modest tone.

Old cat: "..."

You are going to heaven, the old cat thought.

The old cat ignored Wang Mo, and turned to chat with Xun Ying.

"Have you finished writing your couplets?" said the old cat.

"Not yet, let's continue writing tomorrow." Xun Ying shook his head and said.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I wrote so much today, haven't I finished yet?" Wang Mo asked in disbelief.

"There are so many people asking for your words"

Wang Mo remembered that when they were in the study, there were indeed several people who sent news, hoping to obtain Xun Ying's calligraphy as a decoration for the Spring Festival couplets. , but Wang Mo didn't know that there were so many people asking for words, and they had to write until the next day.

"There are some who ask for calligraphy, but most of them are written for the family." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: ""

"I said little brother, don't you realize how many doors there are in your house?" Lao Mao looked at Wang Mo's bewildered expression and kindly reminded him from the side.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying expressionlessly.

I can't do what I promised, Wang Mo thought to himself, I'm just using my brain in Secondary [-], but he's using reality in Secondary [-].