am i a devil

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo, do you want to eat wife cake?" Xun Ying said.

"Well, it's a good start." Wang Mo smiled.

Xun Ying was stunned for a moment, and then a sentence flashed in his mind, there is no wife in wife cakes.

"This kind of dim sum is not sold here, but I can take you outside to buy it." Xun Ying said.

"Then don't worry, I just asked because there are a lot of snacks here." Wang Mo shook his head quickly and said, afraid of trouble Xun Ying.

Xun Ying said no more, nodded, and led Wang Mo out of the teahouse.

But on their way home, Xun Ying took Wang Mo to a dim sum shop that sold wife cakes, and weighed two catties of wife cakes for him.

"Thank you, brother." Wang Mo happily held the bag in his arms.

"I heard that the food in this store is delicious. You can try it when you get hungry later." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo looked back curiously to see the shop where there were still people queuing up at the door.

He thought that Xun Ying had lived in this neighborhood for so long, and he had eaten in every shop here, but judging from what he said just now, could it be that he hasn't tasted the food in this shop yet?

"Senior brother, you have never eaten anything from this store." Wang Mo then asked directly.

"No." Xun Ying replied concisely.

"Oh, so this store is newly opened." Wang Mo nodded and said.

"No, it has been open for many years." Xun Ying shook his head and said.

"It's just that I never thought about eating this cake." Xun Ying paused for a while, then continued.

"Really." Wang Mo agreed, not knowing how to answer the question, so he stopped talking altogether.

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At night, it was supposed to be a moment of silence and exchanging feelings with the pillow, but at this time, Wang Mo got up.

"Today I drank tea all day and filled myself with water." Wang Mo muttered in a low voice, getting up to go to the bathroom.

There is a small window in the washroom of his west wing, facing the courtyard. Wang Mo looked out from here, but saw an isolated lamp still burning under the grape arbor in the yard.

I saw Xun Ying wearing clothes and shoes, sitting on the corridor under the grape arbor, looking at the moonlight, wondering what he was thinking.

He was as lonely as the earth. He watched the people around him being born one after another, and then watching them die one after another. The earth should also feel the same loneliness, Wang Mo thought.

After thinking about it, Wang Mo: "..."

How could I have such a literary mind? Wang Mo thought to himself, alas, I just suffered from being uneducated, otherwise maybe I could really become a poet.

Wang Mo thought so, but when he lost his mind, he almost got wet while sitting.

Wang Mo washed his hands several times, thought for a while, put on his clothes and went out, and came to the grape arbor where Xun Ying was sitting.

"Brother, you haven't rested yet," Wang Mo said.

"Not yet, Amo, why don't you go to sleep."

Xun Ying seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't notice Wang Mo popping up from beside him, so he was taken aback for a moment before speaking.

"I woke up," Wang Mo said, not ashamed to say that he cleared a cache because of insufficient memory.

"I saw that you were not asleep, so I came over to take a look."

"Well, sit down for a while." Xun Ying did not refuse Wang Mo's company, but made room for him and told him to sit down.

"Do you want tea?" Xun Ying said, and then reached out to pick up the teapot on the stone table.

"No, no, no." Wang Mo said quickly.

Xun Ying did not buy or sell by force, so he turned the direction of the spout, poured himself a cup, and drank slowly.

Senior brother drinking tea looks so elegant, Wang Mo thought, is it because he likes to drink water so much that his skin is so good?

But Wang Mo doesn't intend to follow suit. First, he doesn't have many attachments to his appearance. Second, he feels that his memory doesn't seem to be enough.

"Amo, what you said when you bought your wife's cake today..." Xun Ying drank his tea and lost his mind for a while, then slowly said to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

They seemed to have said several words before and after buying the cakes, but now, Wang Mo only remembered that he said "Senior brother, wait for me a moment, I want to go to the bathroom."

Seeing Wang Mo's bewildered expression, Xun Ying knew that he might have forgotten it, so he reminded him, "That's what you said, you want to get a good start."

"Ah, this sentence", Wang Mo finally remembered, nodded and said, "What's wrong with this sentence?"

"Do you... have a girl you like?" Xun Ying said.

"No." Wang Mo said very frankly.

"It's just... just to make a good start." Wang Mo scratched his head, feeling that his vocabulary and expression skills were really bad, and he couldn't have anything to do with the continuous flow of the river.

"It's like sometimes my colleagues get too drunk at a dinner party, and they will howl and want to win 500 million. It's a kind of yearning for a better life." Wang Mo held back for a long time, his little face turned red, and finally He took out a hard-won chestnut and gave it to Xun Ying to eat.

"Do you think having a wife is a yearning for a better life?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo.

"Uh...no...is that so?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying a little unconfidently, and then he felt a little confused.

When he was younger, he means he was younger than he is now, he didn't seem to think about it.

He just felt like he was floating in the universe like a weed, with no past and no future, no one knew his history, and no one would care about his future, he probably lived like this, slowly walking through A life of solitude.

At that time, he never thought about how close a relationship can be established between people.

Following the trend and laughing at himself as a single dog, in his opinion, it is just a friendly social conversation, not a hope for future life.

But now, he began to yearn for a life like ordinary people, the kind of enjoyable life.

After getting to know the senior brother and living with him and the cat, I gradually lost the feeling of being dependent on others and regarded this place as my own family.

He subconsciously felt that it was not impossible for him to have a family. The concept of family broke into his dictionary, and it was he who closely linked this word without warmth with real life with warmth.

Wang Mo felt that his brain capacity was almost exhausted, so he could barely figure out the logical chain in it, and immediately realized that his logic seemed a little inconsistent.

This time he met Xun Ying, which made him feel very warm at home.

This is because Xun Ying is a good person and treats him like a younger brother. This does not mean that Wang Mo himself has such a good fate and can reap a very happy destination in terms of family, friendship and love.

In fact, doesn't he have a major shortcoming in fate in terms of family relationship? Apart from leaving a name of Wang Mo, the parents who left him did not leave any other information.

Then how can he guarantee that he can also find someone as good as his senior brother in terms of love?

Wang Mo thought about this point clearly, and immediately felt that his kind of blitz with dates and no dates was purely a castle in the air, illusory, and it was more serious to live at home.

"Amo, although I'm not very clear about your physique, but...if we join our line of work, in some cases, our choices may become very few."

Just when Wang Mo clarified his logical chain, he heard Xun Ying say this.

"If I take my physique as an example, if such a person wants to start a family and be with ordinary people, he will face great pain. If you have a loved one, and that person's life span is much shorter than yours If you don't, then after life and death, you will face a very long and painful time." Xun Ying said.

"Ah, so..."

Wang Mo didn't think about this issue just now, but now that he heard Xun Ying's example, he felt that his expression was a little sad.

Brother, did he have that long and painful past? Wang Mo thought to himself, when he thought about it, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

"Then, with a physique like Senior Brother, maybe you can find a colleague to live with." In order to relieve this inexplicable pain, Wang Mo unexpectedly came up with an idea like a small light bulb.

Xun Ying: "..."

"In this industry, everyone's physique is not exactly the same, and there are many uncertainties in survival. Although the method you mentioned will be better, it may not be able to stay together until the end. " Xun Ying said.

"But it will be very close, just like ordinary people's couples, at least less cruel than the previous chestnut." Wang Mo thought for a while and said.

"Actually, brother, look, even in ordinary families, there are very few couples who go to the end of their lives together, and most of them will leave the last person to live for a few years."

Wang Mo, who has worked as a volunteer in a nursing home, is quite clear about things that ordinary young people don't think about deliberately.

"Everyone's cognition should be like this by default, so when you look at the vows, there are very few couples who swear that they don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

"It seems that it is not husband and wife who can make such an oath, but our brotherly relationship." Wang Mo pointed to Xun Ying, then pointed to himself.

Xun Ying: If you can speak, you will publish a book.