My Two Dads

Yang Mo remembered that the first time he was asked out was with Han Shiyu.

Yang Mo didn't know why, after the incident of the two registered together, Han Shiyu put the past behind him and forgot about it, and buzzed around him every now and then, calling "Senior" and "Brother", he had to call until beaten.

Lu Youqi had been living abroad before, and he missed the delicacies of his motherland very much, and he had great ambitions to eat all the delicacies outside the school.

But the takeaway is only placed in the dormitory management office on the first floor.He lives on the fourth floor, and climbing up and down is extremely painful, especially in summer, when he usually sweats profusely, most of his appetite has faded away.

When the delivery boy sent him a kind message, his mood was struggling and tumbling in dire straits.Every time, thanks to Yang Mo's rescue.

His lunch is always brought by Yang Mo, this man is quick and neat in everything he does.Incoming news, go downstairs, go upstairs, it will be resolved in 5 minutes.The comfortable air from the air conditioner couldn't hold back his steps.

Until recently, the elementary school boy who called the building bought an extra copy and brought it to Yang Mo on the way.This directly led to the interruption of Lu Youqi's free errand service.He was too embarrassed to ask Yang Mo's friend to pick it up, so he returned to the sad days of climbing stairs all day long.

Lu Youqi thought about how bumpy his journey was when he ran from the West Campus to the East Campus and then made a detour to the quietest Haishi Apartment.

Yang Mo tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen.In the end, I had no choice but to accept this delivery to my door naturally, so I stopped ordering it myself.

On this day, Yang Mo went to ask Cheng Shao for advice, but he didn't come back at noon.

Han Shiyu knocked on the door and came in, put the takeaway on the table, and politely said to Lu Youqi who was on the bed, "Senior, when Senior Yang Mo comes back, please help me to ask if he is free this Sunday."

"Oh, okay..." Lu Youqi pulled out his head from the phone, and said doubtfully, "Hey, why didn't you tell him yourself."

Han Shiyu: "I don't have his contact information."

Lu Youqi: "You want it."

Han Shiyu: "...don't dare."

Lu Youqi: "..."

Lu Youqi thought it was funny, thinking that he wanted to apologize to Yang Mo, but he was overwhelmed by the vicious image of his roommate, so he could only please him cautiously.

He thought this elementary school boy was a little cute, so out of kindness, he gave him Yang Mo's contact information.

In order to express his gratitude, Han Shiyu agreed on the spot to bring him food in the future.

……

Yang Mo is in Cheng Shao's office. It seems that there is something wrong with the school's official website. He is leading a group of teachers and students to maintain it.

Although computer is not the first major ace major.But even with a phoenix tail, it is beyond the reach of ordinary birds.

Yang Mo watched them operate from the side, frowning seriously, and asked a few questions from time to time.

A student next to him from the major explained to him one by one. The conversation between the two was very brief, as if there was a kind of spiritual communication. When the other party said something accurately, Yang Mo immediately understood.

This kind of commonality and tacit understanding made Yang Mo feel very comfortable in the process of thinking, so he couldn't help but pay attention to the boy of that major.

On the way, Yang Mo received a message from Lu Youqi, so Yang Mo walked out lightly and opened the chat interface.

He accompanied a photo with a slice of takeaway on the table.

He said in a voice: "When are you coming back?"

Yang Mo: "Soon."

Lu Youqi: "Your little brother asked me to ask you if you are free on Sunday."

As soon as he heard "elementary boy" Yang Mo had a headache, he frowned and said, "Tell him I'm not free."

He put down his phone, and was about to enter the room to say hello to Cheng Shao, when he saw the boy who had been answering his questions come out, and the two bumped into each other.

The other party: "Hello."

Yang Mo: "Yes."

There was silence for a while.

Yang Mo: "Are you going to eat?" The other party: "Together?"

Yang Mo: "OK."

Inexplicably, the two got on the road.

Restaurant No. [-] in the West Campus is the best and most expensive restaurant in the school. The decoration on the third floor is not inferior to the outside, and students and couples can eat here without losing the price.

Inexplicably, the two reached the third floor of Four Meals.

Yang Mo likes the chef here who is not soft on the chili.As long as there are spicy dishes, they generally meet his taste.

And this one also likes a certain dish here, as long as he comes to the cafeteria to eat, he usually goes to the third floor of the four meals.

Yang Mo felt that the fit between the two was very interesting, so he simply stayed with him in the cafeteria and ate together.

"Lin Chu."

The other party first reported himself, and then said, "Yang Mo, right, Mr. Cheng mentioned you to me."

Yang Mo nodded.

Lin Chu: "Do you study mathematics?"

Yang Mo: "Yes."

Lin Chu: "Aren't you considering changing your major?"

Yang Mo: "Just as a hobby."

Lin Chu: "You are very talented."

Yang Mo: "Thank you."

Talking to him, Yang Mo always felt very refreshed.There is no need to guess and figure out, and there is no need to take care of the other party's complicated emotions. Just like a computer, things that can be expressed with a few codes will not be repeated.

Lin Chu: "Teacher Cheng said that I am very similar to you, and I think so."

The corner of Yang Mo's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile, "I was just about to say that too."

Yang Mo wanted to continue talking, but suddenly felt chilly all over his body.

When he looked up, he suddenly saw the elementary school boy who had been pestering him all day on the table not far away.

There were two girls opposite Han Shiyu, but his eyes were staring at him miserably, with a hint of resentment.When Yang Mo looked up, he happened to meet him.

Yang Mo: "?"

Suddenly the phone rang.

Yang Mo picked it up.Glancing there, he found that Han Shiyu was also holding his phone to his ear.

"Brother, I brought you food and put it in the dormitory."

Yang Mo took the phone away and looked at the number.

Yang Mo said again: "Why are you here?"

Han Shiyu: "Someone invited me to dinner."

Yang Mo frowned: "Then why are you calling me?"

It just so happened that Han Shiyu raised his eyes and saw Yang Mo's smile, and suddenly felt blocked.I couldn’t say anything for a long time, and repeated it again: "...I brought you spicy chaoshou. I bought it after running to the central square and queuing for a long time. My friend said there is a special dish. tasty."

Han Shiyu: "I put it in an insulated bucket for you, it won't be cold for a while..." He said: "There are also skewers bought from the East School, they are all spicy, and they are all placed in your dormitory... ..."

Han Shiyu was wronged and said, "I haven't eaten yet..."

Yang Mo: "..."

In the central green belt of Haishilou, there are often puppies wandering around. When they are hungry, they stand on the side of the road and howl a few times, and many passing students will happily buy food for it.

The little thing screamed very softly, and Yang Mo was also one of the students who passed by who had fallen.

He suddenly felt for a moment that Han Shiyu's pitiful tone was very similar to that dog.

For some reason, his heart twitched, and he felt as if he would feel guilty for putting the next bite of food in his mouth.

Yang Mo hung up the phone with a beep.

Looking at the freshly laid meals in front of him, he hesitated.

Seeing his expression when he hung up the phone, Lin Chu asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yang Mo took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, I may need to go back now."

Lin Chu: "It's okay, we got together because we were on the way."

Yang Mo nodded.Then he picked up the dinner plate - he only moved his chopsticks for the dishes inside, and he didn't even move the rice.

He walked up to Han Shiyu.

He stared at this person coldly for a long time.

Han Shiyu blinked at him innocently.

There are exercise books and milk tea on the table of the two girls opposite him. They seem to be affected by the air-conditioning field around Yang Mo with a radius of two meters as the center of the circle. Thinking that he is here to fight, she instinctively shrinks in. .

Yang Mo put the untouched meal in front of the uneaten big dog.Pointing to him, he said, "If there is one grain of rice left, cut off the head and put it in a bag to see me."

Han Shiyu blinked, with a smile inside, and said, "Oh."

The girls still haven't figured out the situation: "?"

Yang Mo put the phone in his pocket, went downstairs and walked back to the dormitory.

Lin Chu turned his head to look this way, just in time to see Han Shiyu's sunny face.Lin Chu felt that this person was very familiar, and before he could remember his name, Han Shiyu grinned and shouted to him, "Hello, Brother Lin."

Lin Chu: "?"

……

Yang Mo remembered the day in college.

He ate all the Chaoshou brought by Han Shiyu, which directly caused inflammation of the tonsils, and got up in the middle of the night to find anti-inflammatory drugs.

He still doesn't understand why he did it then.

Han Shiyu sat opposite him.

The furnace red heats the air until it ripples, and the fragrance is lingering in it, slowly wafting out.

Yang Mo also picked up a piece of raw meat, and after roasting it by himself, dipped it in the dipping sauce.

But Han Shiyu stopped his chopsticks.

Yang Mo frowned: "What are you doing?"

Han Shiyu was particularly stubborn in this regard: "Tsk, don't dip it in so much spicy food."

Yang Mo: "It's not like I just eat something..."

Han Shiyu didn't listen, took his sliced ​​meat, rinsed it in clear water, and the small white porcelain bowl became red and oily.Then he handed back the bathed meat to Yang Mo, and said, "Okay."

Yang Mo: "..."

……

The two had never agreed that Yang Mo could not complain about restricting him from eating spicy food.

But no one would have thought that Han Shiyu would actually write this agreement into the wedding vows.

He couldn't forget that day the two of them were wearing white suits and standing on the red carpet.

The pastor said solemnly in somewhat broken Chinese——

"Mr. Yang Mo, are you willing to marry Mr. Han Shiyu? Love him and be loyal to him, no matter whether he is poor, sick or disabled..."

The pastor's blue eyes narrowed questioningly.

"...Whether he lets you eat spicy food or not..."

Yang Mo: "???"

"...until death," said the minister, "will you?"

He looked at the smiling Han Shiyu.

The young guests at their table, as well as the parents of both parties, couldn't help laughing.

This guy is really good at taking advantage of every opportunity he has to say "I do."

……

He held back a breath, thinking that he must find a chance to cut off the damned tonsils.

He looked up at Han Shiyu who was grilling meat slices in front of him. He was dressed in black, so strict that Yang Mo suspected that he would get prickly heat from covering it.

Yang Mo sighed and took off his jacket: "Aren't you hot?"

Han Shiyu: "Hot."

Yang Mo: "It's hot, take off your clothes."

Han Shiyu tutted, "What should I do if someone recognizes me?"

"You are more eye-catching like this, like a fool." Yang Mo stuffed the clothes he had taken off into it, gave Han Shiyu a contemptuous look, and said, "There are not many people here. No one is watching you."

Han Shiyu felt the same way, he was not an entertainment star who relied on his appearance for a living, and he was usually not followed by paparazzi.So he looked around for a while, let go of his heart a little, and took off his hat and sunglasses.By the way, he sighed: "I'm suffocating."

As soon as one sleeve of the clothes was taken off, Han Shiyu was startled suddenly, then lay down tactically, and quickly put on the sleeve that had been taken off.

Yang Mo was taken aback by his gesture, and frowned: "What are you doing?"

Han Shiyu wished he could squeeze out a sound from his throat, and said, "Behind you, right behind!"

Yang Mo saw the idiot's eyes glued to him for a second, turned back in doubt, and then shrank his pupils.

"I heard that this restaurant has a good reputation," Yang Han said as he walked in, clutching the belt of his satchel.

Liu Zuoye took off her peaked cap to fan the wind, her hair was gently blown, and she said, "Are you hungry?"

Yang Han: "A little..."

She secretly glanced at Liu Zuoye.From the very beginning, Liu Zuoye has been beside her and doesn't talk much, only saying a few words when suggesting where to go, just like a Gaode map without emotion.

She knew that Liu Zuoye must have told her something in advance, otherwise she would not have asked her out for no reason.

The two wandered around, not knowing how far they had deviated from their original destination.Yang Han finally found a self-service barbecue restaurant. When he wanted to sit down and rest, he asked Liu Zuoye to finish what she wanted to say, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.

"Then... this one?" Yang Han asked.

Liu Zuoye glanced at the price list subtly, and frowned slightly.

She turned her head and saw the beads of sweat on Yang Han's head, she still replied, "Okay."

The two went inside to find a seat.Passing by a table suddenly, Liu Zuoye gave a strange look.

After Yang Han found the seat, she glanced at the table just now from a distance.

There were only two people, which seemed to be two men - one in black with a peaked cap, a pair of sunglasses, and his coat pulled to the top, slowly holding the meat.

The person opposite him was wearing a white camouflage jacket, a hoodie, and a pair of sunglasses. He was covering his mouth with one hand tactically, holding his chopsticks solemnly, not knowing where to start eating.

Liu Zuoye frowned, looked around, but found no cameras, thinking that these two were either punk-style performance artists, or they didn't line up to register at the nearby hospital.

Liu Zuoye muttered, "Aren't they hot?"

Yang Han followed Liu Zuoye's gaze and saw the two strangers, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Yang Han: "..."

She immediately turned her head, pretending she didn't see anything, and gave the two of them an accurate definition: "Besides...the hospital next door isn't registered."

Liu Zuoye: "Oh."

……

Yang Mo began to think.

Why are they hiding.

First, they are not following, and second, the two of them have no secretive relationship.

Han Shiyu had to shake his head greatly to see that he was shaking his head: "I don't know either, just subconsciously."

Yang Mo couldn't bear it and kicked him from underneath.

"...But why are you like this?" Han Shiyu was puzzled, glanced at him through the sunglasses, and said, "Isn't this the first time you followed Xiao Yang?"

Yang Mo: "..."

This damn Han Shiyu's behavior.