Why do you have a crush on me again

"While it electrifies the opponent, won't it electrify me?"

"It was carefully calculated to just bring down one person."

There were rows of target positions in front of him. Qu Yun fired two shots, both of which had deviations. Sure enough, the flight of this kind of bullets was still different from ordinary bullets.

"Ordinary guns have a certain amount of recoil, but this kind of gun doesn't have it." Ling Mo stepped forward and pressed Qu Yun's shoulder from behind, "You can relax more. In addition, the flight trajectory of its bullets will be faster than that of ordinary guns." The gun is lower, so when you shoot, you have to go up slightly. But this gap needs to be experienced and adjusted by yourself.”

The warmth from his palm was like the most solid and reliable backing.

"I understand. The distance is different, and the gap will be different."

"Well, Mr. Song is sending people to repair this gap, but it cannot be resolved in a short time."

"Haha, if it were you, this would definitely not be a problem."

Qu Yun squinted her eyes and turned her head with a smile, only to realize that what Ling Mo was looking at was not the target, but him.

"Has your way of flattering you been so simple and direct?"

"Simple and direct because it comes from the heart!"

Ling Mo stretched out his hand and snapped Qu Yun's head back.

But Qu Yun turned his head back again: "You are also a master at using ion guns, why don't we compete?"

"You will definitely lose." Ling Mo said so, and really rolled up his sleeves.

Sure enough, they shot 120 rounds, and Ling Mo's worst was in the ninth ring.

"There must be something wrong with my ion gun!" Qu Yun said with certainty.

"You have bigger brain problems."

Qu Yun felt unable to refute.

"Who wants you to be a senior brother! Isn't it a matter of course for a senior brother to win a junior brother!" Qu Yun thought to himself that it was as if he hadn't made any cheating bets before the test.

"You'll know you're a junior when you cheat." Ling Mo walked over and pushed Qu Yun's side face.

"Ouch! Broken neck!"

"Really? I'll break it back for you."

When Ling Mo's arm wrapped around Qu Yun's neck, Qu Yun didn't seem to struggle at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Mo asked.

"...This seems to be the first time you have played with me."

"Are you lonely? If I strangle your neck, you will be grateful."

"Go away!" Qu Yun waved Ling Mo's arm away unhappily, "Destroy the atmosphere!"

In addition to the ion gun, Ling Mo also taught Qu Yun how to use other small devices.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Qu Yun realized that he and Ling Mo were in the same room.

Suddenly, he missed the researcher's dormitory where Ling Mo's sleeping face could be seen from one side.

"Well, good night." Qu Yun stood in the living room and said to Ling Mo who was going to the bedroom inside.

"You look like you don't want to be separated from me."

"Huh? I slept well by myself!"

Qu Yun strode into his room, on the bedside table was the luggage that Rong Zhou sent someone to bring back for them.

Qu Yun jumped onto the big bed and lay down into a big character. When everything quieted down, there was something deep in Qu Yun's heart that could not be calm.

As soon as he rolled up the quilt, he felt something rushing in his blood vessels, and his body gradually heated up. He closed his eyes and started to cheer himself up.

Ling Mo's eyes were all over his head, and Ling Mo's lips opened and closed when he spoke.He pushed Ling Mo down in his mind, and his eyes were finally surprised. He arrogantly tore off Ling Mo's tie, unbuttoned his shirt collar, and looked at Ling Mo's throat. Trembling uncontrollably.

"Ling Mo... Ling Mo..."

The air was burning in his throat, Qu Yun's eyes were tightly closed, and he was not satisfied deep in his heart.

"I'm here, what's the matter?" A slightly cool voice sounded.

It's like quartz falling into boiling water, sinking for a while, and then being pushed out of the water crazily by that force.

A hand was placed on his forehead, and the temperature reminded Qu Yun that this was not the imagination in his mind.

Qu Yun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly, fortunately the quilt was still covering his waist.

Ling Mo turned sideways, sitting beside his bed, the soft light of the bedside lamp shone on his face, and there was something vaguely sad and elusive in his eyes.

Qu Yun wanted to bump himself to death.

"You...you...why are you in my room?"

Let him explode on the spot and turn into ashes!

When did Ling Mo come in?

Does he know what he was doing just now?

"When the people in Rongzhou delivered the luggage, they got yours and mine wrong."

Only then did Qu Yun see two luggage bags on the bedside table, Ling Mo picked up one of them and stood up.

"Didn't you come into my room without knocking?" Qu Yun regretted it after saying this.

Ling Mo is about to leave, if you ask this question, what if he asks what you were doing just now?

"Your door is unlocked, and you're still calling my name."

A mouthful of blood rushed to Qu Yun's throat, almost spat out.

Ling Mo walked to the door and stopped suddenly.

Qu Yun sat there motionless, praying to all the gods in his heart, Ling Mo must not ask him why he called him by his name just now!

"Good night, Junior Brother." The smile on the corner of Ling Mo's lips made Qu Yun feel as if tens of thousands of ants were biting him.

The door was closed, and the temperature gradually dropped. Qu Yun sat there with his eyes open and let out a breath.

For the first time, he wanted to be Undefeated in the East...

In the past few days, Ling Mo has been using the tablet to remotely control his research projects, and Qu Yun has also relaxed a lot.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with his forehead pressed against the glass, looking at the neurological research institute in the distance, full of curiosity.

"Hey, Ling Mo, do you know Jiang Cheng, the director of the Neurology Institute?" Qu Yun asked.

"I've seen it, but I'm not very familiar with it. What's the matter?"

"What kind of person is he?" Qu Yun continued to ask.

"Like all those who have made achievements in the field of scientific research, he attaches great importance to his research projects and pursues perfection."

"anything else?"

"Nothing."

"Oh……"

"You seem to be very interested in Jiangcheng." Ling Mo suddenly suspended the video communication with the research institute and looked up.

Qu Yun, who had been looking at the Institute of Neurology, suddenly felt pressure. Looking back, Ling Mo was leaning back on the back of the sofa, looking at him with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.

"No...no...with a brother like you, I can still eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot, hahahaha!"

"Did Lao Liang teach you to flatter you?"

"what?"

"Old Liang bullied the new security personnel of the Juli Group, which was what Rong Zhou said. Then Rong Zhou asked him 'who is in the bowl and who is in the pot', Lao Liang answered wrongly and was repaired I haven't come out for a week."

"How did Instructor Liang answer?"

"You are in the pot, others are in the bowl."

"...Then how can I answer that it won't be repaired?"

"You are in my bowl, and you are in the pot." Ling Mo looked at Qu Yun indifferently.

Qu Yun didn't know why he became nervous, poking the bugs outside with his fingers through the glass, but his mind was filled with the phrase "You are in my bowl, and you are in the pot".

The weekend is coming soon, and Ling Mo is about to attend a high school reunion.He put on his suit, and Qu Yun sat on the sofa looking at Ling Mo boredly, throwing up the oranges on the coffee table from time to time.

At this moment, Ling Mo said, "Come here and help me tidy up the back of my collar."

Qu Yun put down the orange, came behind Ling Mo, turned down the collar of his shirt for him, and smoothed it with his fingers very carefully.

Ling Mo, who had his back to him, suddenly raised his hand, lightly clasped Qu Yun's fingers, and pulled it forward, as if it reached his nose.

Qu Yun's index finger almost touched the tip of Ling Mo's nose, feeling his breath.

"What is the taste?"

"what?"

What is the taste?Could it be that he didn't wash his hands after breakfast?

"It smells like oranges."

"Ah, oh, there are oranges on the coffee table."

"It smells good." His voice was soft.

It seems unintentional, but it seems to blow into Qu Yun's heart in one breath.

After finishing speaking, Ling Mo let go of Qu Yun's hand and walked to the door to put on his shoes.

Qu Yun swallowed, but in his heart, it was as if ten thousand horses were galloping to rush across a small canyon.

This time, it was Xiao Heng and Qu Yun who accompanied Ling Mo to his high school reunion.I heard that Rong Zhou has sent someone to check the entire hotel in advance, from the chef to the cleaning staff.

Ling Mo's going to a class reunion is even more exaggerated than the emperor's outing.Qu Yun really felt that Rong Zhou was too used to Ling Mo.

As soon as you entered the banquet hall, there was a signature wall. Ling Mo took a marker pen and walked up to write his name. Qu Yun squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time.

There was a trace of awe in Shen Lianzhong, just like him.

"Do you like my signature?" Ling Mo asked Qu Yun who came over.

"It's beautifully written."

"I can write on your face."

"Ah? I don't want it!"

"That way, everyone will know that you are mine."

"You are my man! Be honest, don't cause trouble for me and Xiao Heng!"

Qu Yun thought Ling Mo smiled.

"Come on, go in."

The walls of the banquet hall are decorated with many photos of their high school days.

I heard that this so-called high school reunion was attended by a whole grade.

Looking at the familiar faces here, although compared with Qu Yun's "dream", he is much more mature, but he remembers these people, which makes Qu Yun affirm that the previous "deep dive" is definitely not a dream.

Qu Yun stood in front of a photo, which was a group photo of the city's swimming team in high school.

Standing in the middle are Lu Xiao, Ling Mo and Sheng Yingxi.

Unlike Qu Yun's memory, Lu Xiao stood in the middle with one hand on Ling Mo and the other on Sheng Yingxi. Lu Xiao had the same attitude towards them both.

A familiar voice sounded from behind Qu Yun.

"Aren't you from our grade, are you the lover of a female classmate?"

As soon as Qu Yun turned around, he saw Sheng Yingxi.

He is more mature than Qu Yun remembered, and different from the pride and extrovert at that time, the Sheng Yingxi in front of him is calm and wise, and even the mole on the corner of his mouth that used to be a bit flirtatious makes Qu Yun feel elegant.

"I came here with...Professor Ling."

Qu Yun felt that it was not good to call Ling Mo by his name in public, so he still called Ling Mo Professor.

"Oh, Ling Mo." Sheng Yingxi nodded, "I heard that he was being targeted by the 'Black Sparrow' people recently. Are you sent by the group to protect him?"

"um, yes."

Sheng Yingxi called Juli Group a "group", does that mean he is also working for Juli Group?

"Getting along with him requires patience." Sheng Yingxi looked at the photo, and the end of his gaze was Lu Xiao who was grinning happily.

"Yes. Is the one in the middle a mutual friend of you and Ling Mo?"

"Yeah." Sheng Yingxi stretched out her finger and touched Lu Xiao's face lightly, "I liked this guy quite a lot when I was in high school."

"You still treat him to McDonald's?" Qu Yun asked tentatively.

He wanted to know that when he became Lu Xiao, Ling Mo liked Lu Xiao, but how was the relationship between Ling Mo and Lu Xiao different from what he had experienced?

"Ling Mo told you this? It seems that he trusts you." Sheng Yingxi was a little surprised.

"well enough."

"Lu Xiao can play with anyone, but with real friends, he's good at bothering him. When he was in high school, he was obsessed with online games. Of course...it's also my fault. I was misunderstood by him when I was chatting online. Girl, it made him very sad, and his grades plummeted. Later, I really wanted to help him restore his grades, but Ling Mo was very serious about helping him with tutoring for the things I didn't do well. We also joined the swimming team together, but On the train to the imperial capital, the people from 'Black Sparrow' wanted to take Ling Mo away, and Lu Xiao wanted to protect him..." Sheng Yingxi's eyes were a little red.

"I know, he died."

"Yeah. I originally thought that Ling Mo treated Lu Xiao like he treated an oil bottle who worshiped him, but when Ling Mo sat quietly in the train carriage and watched the blood dripping from Lu Xiao in his sportswear, I felt like Knowing that Ling Mo's heart is not cold, I don't regret making him my friend."

"Then Ling Mo likes Lu Xiao?"

"Like Lu Xiao? How is it possible? Ling Mo at that time had no ordinary heart."

So, everything I've experienced before, Ling Mo's love for Lu Xiao, is it because he changed into Lu Xiao and changed Ling Mo's state of mind, giving Ling Mo a "mortal heart"?

"I'm sorry." Ling Mo's voice came from behind.

Sheng Yingxi didn't look back, but just raised the wine glass in her hand: "It's my honor to let you say I'm sorry."

Ling Mo approached them, looking up at Lu Xiao in the photo as well.

"I know that when you participated in the International Mathematical Olympiad Competition and then disappeared for half a year, it was to avenge Lu Xiao." Sheng Yingxi said.

"Ah."

"During the time you disappeared, I was very worried about you. Lu Xiao is gone, and if you never come back, life will be so boring." Sheng Yingxi's voice was very calm.

In such a calm, with a deep loneliness.

"I'm back, you still won't be bored."

Sheng Yingxi chuckled: "That's because you went to study diseases, and I went to study brain nerves. We are not in the same field, and I can't compete with you."

Qu Yun didn't want to disturb their two old classmates for a long time, so he stepped back little by little to make room for them.

Looking at the backs of these two people, the space seemed to be receding continuously. Qu Yun saw Ling Mo in front of him and said to himself, "If Lu Xiao is still alive, you two should be able to play."

"It would be nice if I were Lu Xiao."

"Why do you want to become Lu Xiao?"

"Accompany you to win the National Youth Swimming Championships!"

"You can't swim fast."

"You teach me, I'll be fast."

"But you are not Lu Xiao, you will always be Qu Yun."

Qu Yun, who kept stepping backwards, suddenly bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry!" Qu Yun came back to his senses, and quickly blocked the drink that almost spilled for the other party.

"It's okay, your reaction is really fast."

The person in front of her was Chu Ting.

28-year-old Chu Ting has neat short hair, but her facial features are more feminine. She looked at Qu Yun with a smile, which made Qu Yun feel dazed.

"I haven't seen you, who are you..."

"I'm not the lover of any of your female classmates. I came here with Professor Ling."

Qu Yun really wanted to put a sign on his clothes that said "Ling Mo's follower".

Chu Ting smiled: "So that's the case. Protecting him is not easy. I advised him not to come to the class reunion. When it's safe, Sheng Yingxi and I will treat him to dinner."

Qu Yun could tell from Chu Ting's words that Chu Ting also worked for Juli Group.

"Well, I don't remember at once, what field are you in, Ms. Chu..."

"Oh, you don't need to call me Chu Ting or Dr. Chu, I'm a language researcher, and I just came back from Africa. Fortunately, Ling Mo got the 'Hale' virus, otherwise I was worried that I would die and leave Johannesburg."

"You used to be good at English, no wonder you became a linguist."

"Huh? You know that I was an English class representative in high school? Ling Mo even told you this?"

At this time, the host of the party knocked on the wine glass and started the speech at the class reunion.

Surrounded by the crowd, Qu Yun did not forget that his mission was to protect Ling Mo. He nodded slightly to Chu Ting and returned to Ling Mo's side.

After reviewing the high school life, the host specifically pointed out that today is Chu Ting's birthday, and joked that Chu Ting was the flower of the grade back then, the dream goddess of countless boys, and all unmarried male students should be with Chu Ting Let's dance together.

The married male students became upset, and the host hurriedly said that it was because many of them brought their wives, and they were not allowed to dance with Chu Ting, in order to prevent them from kneeling on the washboard when they went home.

Suddenly, laughter rang out again.

Ling Mo stood in the distance and looked at them, as if he was out of the world.

When the music started, everyone began to dance. First, Sheng Yingxi slid onto the dance floor with Chu Ting on her arm. The audience applauded and applauded. Every half minute, a new partner would come to Chu Ting's side.

When the song was about to end, Qu Yun tapped Ling Mo with his knee and said half-jokingly, "Don't let Chu Ting's birthday leave any regrets!"

"If you allow, I'll go." Ling Mo put the wine glass into Qu Yun's hand, walked over, and gently took Chu Ting's hand.

Chu Ting was a little surprised, then laughed.

"I thought I would never have a chance to 'contact' you in this life."

Ling Mo said lightly, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you. I liked you before." Chu Ting looked at Ling Mo with open eyes.

"It's my honor." Ling Mo replied.

"But I also know very well that I can be your friend, your comrade-in-arms, but I can't go into the deepest part of your heart. Everyone's heart has a lock, and the more I want to unlock your lock, the more I can’t find it. But someone will touch it casually, and your lock will be unlocked.” Chu Ting smiled, very open-minded and hearty.

Qu Yun, who was standing by the dance floor, looked at them with his pocket in his pocket, and at the same time, he paid close attention to everyone's every move.

Ling Mo didn't speak. The song ended and they returned to their original place.

"Don't worry, my old classmate. No matter how many times you repeat, what belongs to you will definitely be there waiting for you."

"Ah."

Ling Mo turned around and saw Qu Yun standing behind him.

"Do you still want your wine glass?"

"Of course."

After drinking for three rounds, many people had fun.

Everyone started a game, found out the teacup of the former high school head teacher, and played "Drumming and Passing Flowers".

As the birthday star, Chu Ting was blindfolded and tapped the wine glass with a fork. The tea cup was thrown around jubilantly. Sheng Yingxi threw the tea cup to Ling Mo. After Ling Mo caught it, she naturally pressed it into Qu Yun's hand next to her.

Qu Yun was about to give it to a woman next to her, but Chu Ting stopped her hand, and the woman next to her smiled embarrassedly at Qu Yun, meaning "it's you".

Chu Ting took off the blindfold, stared at Qu Yun for a moment, then smiled.

"It's Xiao Qu, Professor Ling's assistant! Everyone else brought their families along, and only our Professor Ling came with his assistant. It seems that I have to come up with a test question and test Xiao Qu."

Qu Yun rubbed the back of his head, then looked at Ling Mo beside him, Ling Mo was still the same, he didn't care at all.

"Xiao Qu, why don't you perform something?" Chu Ting squinted her eyes and smiled, but she was actually waiting for Ling Mo to rescue Qu Yun.

Who knew that Qu Yun took a pack of playing cards from the table: "Then I will perform a magic trick for Miss Chu?"

"Yo, this is good."

Qu Yun handed the poker cards to Chu Ting and said, "Then Miss Chu draws a card?"

"Okay." Chu Ting held back her smile, stretched out her finger, and touched a card.

The author has something to say: DAY80

Qu Yun: Finally got a divine skill!

Ling Mo: What?

Qu Yun: From now on, when I see a beautiful woman being caught, I will immediately say, "You are in my bowl, and you are in the pot"!

Ling Mo: You are a beggar with a broken bowl, who wants to be in your bowl.