Why do you have a crush on me again

He was too conceited, thinking that if he lost weight, he would be as agile as in reality, but Ling Mo's body and his brain are more in tune...

"Is it fun?" Ling Mo asked, tilting his head.

"It's not fun." Qu Yun shook his head like a rattle, and stretched out his hand pitifully, "Give me back my pants..."

Ling Mo snorted softly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

It's over... It's that evil smile again, Qu Yun's heart is trembling...

"I'll help you get dressed."

Ling Mo plunged into the water suddenly, grabbed Qu Yun's ankle, and pulled him down.

Fortunately, this time Qu Yun was well prepared, so he held his breath. There was a burst of blisters in front of his eyes. Ling Mo put the swimming trunks on Qu Yun's legs and pulled them upwards. When the blisters dispersed, what Qu Yun saw was Ling Mo's face.

He is laughing.

Qu Yun was sure for the first time that he laughed because he was with him.

You look good when you smile.

Qu Yun was afraid that Ling Mo would punish him even more, so he held it in his throat and didn't say anything.

They played in the water park until after three o'clock in the afternoon before going home.

On the bus, the two sat in the front row.

The bus driver is playing the radio.

It was the song "yesterday once more".

Hot air poured in from the window, Qu Yun kept stroking his hair, wanting it to dry quickly.

Ling Mo put one hand on the window and looked out of the window.

"Hey, Ling Mo, I often have an imagination." Qu Yun said to him in as natural and casual a tone as possible.

"What imagination?"

"This space is actually a dream you had, and then in the real world, there is another you and me."

Qu Yun waited nervously for Ling Mo's reaction.

"Then am I still Ling Mo in the real world?"

"It must be. Maybe he has become a famous scientist."

"Then what about you, in that world, are you still Mo Xiaobei?"

"Probably another identity."

"Then are we still together?" Ling Mo asked him in a chatty tone.

"Still together?"

"If you are not Mo Xiaobei in the so-called reality, then I would rather sleep forever."

Ling Mo looked out the window, but Qu Yun couldn't see his expression.

His words made Qu Yun's eyes heat up.

Yes, if this is really a dream of Professor Ling, if only in the dream can he be Mo Xiaobei... Then he would also like to sleep longer in his dream.

Probably because of their addiction to going to the water park, Qu Yun and Ling Mo would go there almost every week.

The two went to a place selling scrap iron and bought two bicycles for 30 yuan.Qu Yun rubbed off the rust, and fixed the chain, faucet, and wheels.They plan to go out by bike all the time during the summer vacation.

While he was working downstairs, Ling Mo squatted there holding the broken popsicles, eating one by himself, and stuffing one into Qu Yun's mouth.

I don't know what's going on, but Qu Yun always feels that Ling Mosey's popsicle is very ruthless, every time it's like trying to stuff a popsicle down his throat, and he always stares at him.

"Don't you like to suck? Why did you start biting?" Ling Mo asked.

"Nonsense! If you don't finish the bite quickly, I will be stabbed to death by you!" Qu Yun said with a depressed face.

"Oh. You'd better smoke it."

"Huh?" Qu Yun was at a loss.

When they came back from the water park for the third time, Qu Yun sadly discovered that one of the two bicycles had been stolen.

"Why didn't this thief steal both? Wouldn't it be a good pair?" Qu Yun was speechless.

"It means that there is only one thief."

"what?"

"Have you ever seen a person who can ride two bikes at the same time?" Ling Mo asked back.

"Oh, no." Qu Yun scratched the back of his head, "Why don't you go back by bus, and I'll go back by bicycle."

"Forget it, you take me for the first half, and I take you for the second half."

"Eh? Can you move me?"

"That's the question I should ask you."

Qu Yun's self-esteem was slightly hurt.

He stepped on the cushion and rode for two meters. Ling Mo climbed up from behind, and at that moment he almost lost his balance and fell down.

When he was shaking, Ling Mo stretched out his arm and put it around Qu Yun's waist.

At that moment, Qu Yun immediately stabilized and rode forward.

It has to be said that he and Ling Mo really have a good understanding. Whenever he turns a corner, Ling Mo can help him stabilize his center of gravity at the right time. When the traffic light comes, he can also touch the ground before Qu Yun.

From time to time, Qu Yun could feel Ling Mo sticking to his back, as if his nose was rubbing against him.

Occasionally, when his breath touched his back, Qu Yun would also become nervous, for fear that he would sweat too much and Ling Mo would be unhappy if he smelled it.

But Ling Mo didn't speak.

The wind of four or five o'clock passed by their ears, and Ling Mo's hand was on his waist, and he never let go.

Before the end of the summer vacation, when Mo Qing came back, he took out two books from his briefcase and handed them to Ling Mo.

"I bought this for you at the Xinhua Bookstore in the imperial capital. Although it's a bit difficult, you should be able to understand it."

Qu Yun leaned over to take a look, and found that it was about engineering mechanics.

"Thank you uncle." Ling Mo hugged the book carefully.

"Hey, Dad, why do you show Ling Mo and not me?"

"You? It's good enough that you can understand your textbook." Mo Qing glanced at him.

Qu Yun felt that her young heart was hurt.

At night, when Ling Mo was leaning on the bed and looking at the few books Mo Qing had given him, Qu Yun leaned his head over.

"Do you want to be an engineer in the future?"

"Yes." Ling Mo replied.

"Ah... I don't think engineers are suitable for you." Qu Yun said.

Ling Mo put down the book, looked up at Qu Yun and asked, "Then what do you think I'm suitable for?"

"Be a virologist."

If you don't study the virus, who will find the "Hale" virus antibody?Who will save all mankind?

"Do you know what a virologist is?" Ling Mo curled his lips and poked Qu Yun's forehead with his fingers.

"Who said I didn't know?"

"But I don't like viruses."

"Oh... yes, it is dangerous to study viruses. If you are not careful, what should you do if you get infected?"

Ling Mo shook his head.

"Not because the virus is dangerous."

"Why is that?" Qu Yun asked curiously.

"Because ... viruses are ever-changing, they will evolve according to the conditions they encounter, leading to completely unpredictable directions.

The study of viruses does not have established results like the study of physics and mathematics.Viruses have endless possibilities. "

"Isn't that good? How challenging, for your smart brain."

"But I don't want infinite possibilities, I just want a result." Ling Mo looked at Qu Yun and said.

Still so deep and far away, like a wave against the sky, overturning.

"What result?" Qu Yun asked subconsciously.

Ling Mo didn't answer, but flicked Qu Yun's nose again with his fingers.

Probably because of Mo Qing's return, Liang Ru cooked a table of delicious dishes tonight, one of which was braised pig's feet with soybeans.

Qu Yun ate too many soybeans, couldn't hold it back, farted in the air-conditioning quilt, wanted to turn over but didn't dare, couldn't help it, so he lowered his voice and said: "That... I put it in the quilt. What a fart, it should stink..."

What I really mean is, I want to roll over, please get ready.

"is it?"

Before Qu Yun could react, Ling Mo dragged Qu Yun's air conditioner away.

At that moment, Qu Yun was terrified by the surging smell.

He thought Ling Mo would kick him down, but he just said, "Open the window to let the air in."

As if on the verge of an amnesty, Qu Yun rolled over and opened the window.

After finally the smell dissipated, Qu Yun returned to his seat and said, "I'm sorry!"

Ling Mo seemed to be asleep. He turned over and put one arm on Qu Yun's body.

Qu Yun let out a breath, thinking: It's okay, it's okay!

The summer vacation has just passed, and Qu Yun still doesn't know how to convince Ling Mo that this world is not real... It should be said that Ling Mo has no plan to wake up at all.

On the first day of school, when Qu Yun walked to the school gate, he heard Li Jing calling out to him: "Mo Xiaobei!"

"Li Jing!" Qu Yun turned his head.

Li Jing looked at Qu Yun from top to bottom with surprised eyes: "You are really Mo Xiaobei!"

"Nonsense, of course I am Mo Xiaobei, otherwise who else?"

"You...you have lost a lot of weight..." Li Jing looked at it, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"Really! I also think the school uniform is very loose. My mother even helped me tighten the waistband of my trousers!" Qu Yun replied with a smile.

In the next second, Ling Mo grabbed the back of the schoolbag and dragged him to the teaching building.

"We have to talk about it in the classroom."

Ling Mo was upset, but Qu Yun had no idea why.

In the new semester, as soon as Mr. Huang, the class teacher, came to the podium, he said for a long time that this year is a sprint year, and how important it is.

But Qu Yun faintly noticed that the female students in the class would always look at him secretly, but when he looked over, they turned their eyes away.

On the other hand, Ling Mo's face...seemed to be even more stinky...

At 10 minutes between classes, Qu Yun went to the bathroom to turn on the water. Through the wall, Qu Yun could hear the girls chatting on the other side.

Alas... Don't you know that the bathroom echoes loudly?

At first, they were talking about what happened during the summer vacation, but when Qu Yun washed his hands and was about to leave, someone said, "Do you think Mo Xiaobei has become so handsome?"

"That's right! That's right! I lost weight all of a sudden! The eyes are big, and the bridge of the nose is high! The eyes and nose are opened all at once!"

"Actually, he seems to have lost weight before the summer vacation, but this semester, it's even more obvious!"

"Then do you think he is handsome, or Ling Mo?"

Qu Yun suddenly became excited, what the hell?Comparing him with Ling Mo?Has he risen to this level?Terrible!

"Then Ling Mo must be handsome. Ling Mo gives people a different feeling. They want to see him, but they dare not look at him. But Mo Xiaobei is different. If you look at him, he won't be angry."

Qu Yun sighed... the joy just now is gone.

Because compared to Ling Mo, I seem to be cheaper - just watch it if you want.

On the first day of school, many courses did not really start, and Qu Yun did not feel tired.

When get out of class was over, Li Yuanhang passed by Ling Mo's table and said, "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday, so I ask you to have dinner."

Ling Mo responded, and Li Yuanhang left.

Chen Li had always wanted to save money and find a single room for the family to squeeze in, but several landlords had seen Li Hao's bad temper, and had to move back within two days.Recently, Li Yuanhang has lost a lot of weight. After all, Chen Li has to save money to pay rent, pay off debts and bank loans.

"Ah...why do I always feel that it's the weasel who wishes the chicken a New Year's greeting, so it's uneasy and kind?" Qu Yun was a little worried.

According to past experience, every time Ling Mo meets his uncle and aunt, something unpleasant will definitely happen.

But Ling Mo's expression was calm, and there was even a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Who's the Weasel? Who's the Chicken?"

"Ah... I made a mistake." Qu Yun rubbed his head.

"However, I see that those female students who gave you book covers and invited you to eat snacks today are weasels who wish chickens New Year's greetings. They are uneasy and kind."

"what happened?"

"Be careful of being eaten."

After finishing speaking, Ling Mo grabbed Qu Yun's schoolbag strap and pulled him forward.

Qu Yun didn't take this matter to heart, anyway... Ling Mo's rank should be higher than Chen Li and Li Hao's, right?

But when going to bed at night, Qu Yun was unhappy.Because Ling Mo put his arm over, as if he was treating Qu Yun like a pillow.

"I said... It's fine if you hang on to me, why do you keep touching my ears?"

"You are all over the body, only the flesh on the earlobe is left to touch."

Qu Yun was very helpless: "Your arms are so heavy. Can you touch your ears?"

"If you have any objections, I won't come back tomorrow."

"...I have no objection."

After class the next day, Ling Mo and Qu Yun parted ways at the intersection.

"Hello." When turning around, Qu Yun stopped Ling Mo.

"what happened?"

"Don't eat too much over there."

"Huh?" Ling Mo looked at Qu Yun with his pocket in his pocket.

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to digest the food cooked by Li Yuanhang's mother."

Ling Mo chuckled, turned and left.

When Ling Mo had just walked to the door of the house, Chen Li ran to open the door, smiled and was very attentive: "Xiao Mo! You're back! Come in!"

"Yeah." Ling Mo stood at the door and was about to change his shoes, but Chen Li said no, and let him come in directly.

It can be seen that Chen Li has put a lot of thought into the dishes on this table, with both fish and meat.

Li Yuanhang was sitting at the dining table, and Li Hao was also there.

"Yuanhang, go get your cousin a bottle of soda!" Li Hao winked at Li Yuanhang.

Li Yuanhang reluctantly went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of Coke, put it on the opposite side, and bowed his head to eat without saying a word.

Li Hao slapped him: "Your cousin hasn't served the dinner table yet, why did you start eating?"

Li Yuanhang looked up a little aggrieved, but remembering his parents' warnings before eating, he could only put down his chopsticks.

Ling Mo moved the Coke away, and said flatly, "Drinking Coke with food will make you indigestible."

"Oh, then finish eating and drinking! Come, eat!"

Chen Li served Ling Mo a big bowl of rice.

Ling Mo didn't move his chopsticks, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't feel his emotions at all.

"Auntie, you must have something important to discuss when you call me back. Just tell me, I still have homework to do."

Chen Li looked at Li Hao, and Li Hao nodded.

"That... that is, the efficiency of your aunt and my unit is getting worse and worse. Auntie thought that it is meaningless to hang on to that unit all the time. Why don't you leave and find something to do. I have a good shop and plan to sell it. Get it early. It’s the kind that boils noodles in the morning. I’ve asked before. After deducting the rent, such a store can make a net profit of [-] to [-] yuan a month! This way, the money can be returned to you earlier, and the money can be returned earlier. Go out and rent a house, lest you always occupy the home your parents left you."

"and then?"

"Then, my aunt wants you to sign it. It's what everyone in our family needs to sign."

Chen Li came over with a kraft paper bag, and took out a contract from the paper bag.

On the cover of the contract is the mortgage loan contract of a certain bank.

Chen Li handed over the pen, clicked on the empty space at the bottom, and asked Ling Mo to sign.

"Auntie wants to mortgage my house?"

Chen Li became nervous, "It's a loan! It's just a process."

"Yes, yes! It's just a process!" Li Hao followed suit.

"If you just want to sell breakfast, there's no need to mortgage your house to sell breakfast. Just join the city government's vegetable basket project. Breakfast materials are delivered, so you don't have to get up early to do white paper." Ling Mo replied.

Chen Li swallowed, and became even more nervous: "That...the ones who can't make money pushing carts!"

"If you can't make money, how can the aunt at the gate of our school keep it for three years? I don't know how to sign this word."

Ling Mo got up straight away.

"Auntie, happy birthday. I'm going back to Xiaobei's place."

After Ling Mo finished speaking, he turned and left.

He walked downstairs quickly, the faster he walked, the clearer and colder his eyes became more and more sore.

"Xiao Mo! Let's go after dinner!" Chen Li stood at the door and called his name.

But as if he had been bitten, he just wanted to rush out.

The evening wind at the end of August still carried the residual temperature of summer, and mosquitoes circled around the street lamps.

Ling Mo raised his hand, wiped away the moisture from his eyes, and shook it vigorously, and then he saw a boy on the opposite side of the road, riding a bicycle with his head down, slapping it non-stop.

The eye sockets that were already dry became blurred again at that moment.

"Hey! Ling Mo! Why did you come out? Have you eaten yet?"

Qu Yun came to him on a bicycle.

"Why are you here?" Ling Mo asked.

His throat also seemed to be squeezed, and there were countless thoughts held in his chest, and he just wanted to open it up and give it all to the guy in front of him.

"Wait for you." Qu Yun said as a matter of course, "If you are fooled by your aunt and stay there, I will go up and knock on the door when the time comes!"

Ling Mo's eyes trembled.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"I went home and took the chopsticks, and I felt bad. Then I rode out! I didn't notice how long I was waiting for you! Anyway, I kept hitting mosquitoes! Have you eaten?"

"No."

"Great! Hurry up! I'm about to be bitten to death by mosquitoes! The mosquitoes are so poisonous at this time! Our meal is still hot when we go back!"

Qu Yun tugged at Ling Mo's sleeve.

Ling Mo sat on the rear frame without saying a word, and Qu Yun ran off on the bicycle.

"Let me tell you, my mother sees that you won't come back at night, so she has no energy to cook. So she fried fried pork with chili peppers, scrambled eggs with green peppers... green and oily."

"Yeah." Ling Mo put his face on Qu Yun's back.

"Go back and help me look at chemistry...it seems like you have to memorize the periodic table of elements...it's scary."

"it is good."

Qu Yun felt something soft printed on his back through the clothes, as if he sucked it.

He stretched his hand back itchingly, but what he touched was Ling Mo's face.

"It's a good thing you didn't stay there to sleep, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"I'll sleep with you from now on."

Qu Yun thought for a while, how could you sleep with me all the time, won't you marry a wife in the future?

But I feel that it is not right to say such things at this time.

Back home, seeing Ling Mo come back, Liang Ru went into the kitchen with great interest as if she had been injected with chicken blood, and made another twice-cooked pork.

Qu Yun held a large chopsticks for Ling Mo's twice-cooked meat, while twisting his waist to grab it.

"Xiaobei, what's wrong with you?"

"I was bitten by a mosquito. My palms were covered in blood!" Qu Yun said vaguely while lying on his stomach.

"You really don't know how to spray some toilet water when you go out at night!"

Qu Yun choked immediately.

"Mom, I'm a man, what kind of toilet water do I spray! And... Ling Mo doesn't like the rushing smell."

"It's okay. Put on cooling oil. You've already been bitten, and spraying toilet water is useless."

After eating and taking a bath, Qu Yun sat cross-legged on the bed refreshed, rubbing cool oil on his legs and arms.

Ling Mo took the cooling oil and said, "I'll rub it on for you."

Qu Yun didn't refuse either, and picked up his pajamas, and there were several big bags on his back.

"Hey, tell me, what kind of Hongmen banquet is your aunt throwing?"

"It's nothing, they just want to mortgage the house, saying they want to buy a store for breakfast. Tell me to go over and sign the mortgage loan contract with the bank."

"Huh?" Qu Yun immediately turned around, looked at Ling Mo and said, "You didn't sign it, did you? You can't sign indiscriminately! If your aunt can't pay back the bank loan, your house will be gone!"

Ling Mo looked at Qu Yun's worried expression, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips: "Do you think I will sign?"

"No." Qu Yun thought for a while, Ling Mo was shrewd, so he wouldn't be fooled by Chen Li's few words.

"I will." Ling Mo said with his head down.

"What?" Qu Yun raised his voice and shook Ling Mo's shoulder, "Wake up!"

"If you ask me to sign, I will sign anything." Ling Mo replied.

Very solemn, very serious.

Qu Yun's heart seemed to be hit.

"You...you scare me to death! I won't let you sign that kind of thing!"

The author has something to say: DAY26

Qu Yun: What did I ask you to sign, and you signed everything?

Ling Mo: Yes.

Qu Yun: Then you ask me to sign anything, and I will sign everything.

Ling Mo: Sign this one.

Qu Yun: Huh?Passport application?

Ling Mo: Sign this one.

Qu Yun: Where is this visa for?

Ling Mo: Sign this one.

Qu Yun: I really don't understand this, but you signed it, so it shouldn't matter if I signed it.

Ling Mo: Yes, a marriage application.

Qu Yun: Bring it!give me back!rip off!Who wants to marry you!