You have the ability to spread rumors, and you have the ability to make fake plays for real.

Zhan Ziran was overwhelmed by Mo Xu's words, his eyes widened in disbelief, did this guy just say nasty words?

Mo Xu's face was still cold, but after pulling away from Zhan Ziran's mouth, it softened a lot.

Zhan Ziran's guest room was not cleaned up.

It wasn't the first time they slept together, they lay side by side on the bed, Zhan Ziran touched Mo Xu with his elbow: "My bed is small, I might squeeze you down at night."

Mo Xu spent a lot of energy staying at Mo's house today, and is already a little sleepy at the moment.

"Then you sleep outside?" Mo Xu frowned.

Zhan Ziran thought about it, and he couldn't suffer any disadvantages: "No, what will you do if you kick me off later?"

"I don't have the habit of kicking people when I sleep at night."

"People don't know what they do at night when they sleep by themselves. How do you know?"

Mo Xu's mood returned to stability, and he said, "Do you know slums? Overseas, every city has them, and there are many poor people there. In fact, Haicheng also has them, sleeping in underground passages and on the side of the road."

Zhan Ziran paused: "You mean..."

"For a while after graduation, I lost contact with the Mo family, where I was most of the time, and no one said I kicked people at night."

Zhan Ziran couldn't imagine that Mo Xu, no matter now or before, loves cleanliness very much, and there is always a faint fragrance that belongs to him on his body.

He couldn't imagine that Mo Xu would be like a homeless man, sleeping on the street or in an underground passage.

Zhan Ziran took a deep breath, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

It's not appropriate to say anything now.

Suddenly, Zhan Ziran thought of something, glanced at Mo Xu's face, and after a while, he said, "You... haven't received the letter I sent you?"

Mo Xu turned his head and frowned, "A letter?"

Looking at Mo Xu's expression, it seemed that he didn't know anything. Zhan Ziran let out a long breath and suppressed his emotions. He always thought that Mo Xu had received it, and refused to reply.

After a while he said: "As expected, you didn't receive it."

"You wrote to me?" Mo Xu turned his head and stared at Zhan Ziran, his voice hoarse.

"Wrote a few."

It's not just a few letters, Zhan Ziran wrote almost every month after Mo Xu went out, especially after the news of Mo Xu was cut off, the frequency became more frequent.

He couldn't ask the housekeeper of the Mo family to squeeze out the letter from home, but secretly sent it to the post office without even Qi Le knowing it.

Zhan Ziran's voice trembled a little, "I always thought...you were angry with me, and then you didn't reply to me, and wanted to cut off contact with me."

"I haven't received one," Mo Xu suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhan Ziran's shoulder, his knuckles were involuntarily exerted force, turning white.

Zhan Ziran frowned: "You hurt me."

Hearing this, Mo Xu lowered his strength.

Zhan Ziran still frowned, "I obviously put it in the mailbox, why didn't I send it out? Someone deliberately intercepted it?"

Mo Xu didn't know either, but he also frowned.

"I'll check it out in a few days," Zhan Ziran said, since the truth of the matter came to light, he felt better.

It wasn't that Mo Xu wanted to sever ties with him, but that he didn't receive the letter.

It's just that Zhan Ziran thought about it, and then thought of something: "No, then why didn't you write to me?"

Mo Xu let go of Zhan Ziran's shoulder, and his voice became cold again: "Why should I write to you?"

Zhan Ziran puffed up his cheeks and said, "Because we have a good relationship."

Mo Xu closed his eyes. When he received news from the Mo family that he was going to be sent abroad, he did not agree.

After refusing, Mo Xu came to look for Zhan Ziran. When he arrived at Zhan's house that day, the atmosphere was a bit delicate, and many servants were smiling and whispering.

Then Mo Xu turned around the rockery and saw Zhan Ziran walking with a woman, they were talking and laughing.

That girl is very beautiful, with a peach blossom face, small and exquisite figure, half a head shorter than Zhan Ziran, when walking beside him, her face is full of shame.

Very right.

The servant brought dessert and tea, and Zhan Ziran sat down with the girl in the booth where they used to do their homework together.

Mo Xu heard the servants whispering about "the right family", "early birth to a precious son", and "commensurate".

In summer, Mo Xu felt cold from the soles of his feet, and his whole body seemed to be poured from head to bottom with ice water.

Finally, Qi Le appeared and told him that this was Mo Xu's blind date, a young lady from the Yu family, and asked him if he was a good match.

At that time, Mo Xu was taken aback, and suddenly felt that Zhan Ziran should be like this.

Find a gentle woman of the right family, hold hands with her, play with her, fall in love with her, and spend the rest of your life together.

With a ginseng like myself, what to do...

In the end, Mo Xu didn't even answer Qi Le's suggestion to say hello, and left without hesitation.

After leaving Zhan's house, Mo Xu went directly to the Mo's compound by car, and then told Mr. Mo that he wanted to go abroad, to study abroad, and to go to the best university.

……

Mo Xu suppressed his voice: "I don't know what to write to you."

Zhan Ziran sighed, "Forget it, it's over."

After a moment of silence, Zhan Ziran suddenly said, "Well, I'll let you sleep inside."

After a while, Zhan Ziran lifted the quilt and wanted to get up.

I do know how to kick quilts and people at night, and Qi Le used to come to see him from time to time, if he really kicked Mo Xu down, he might be ruined.

The quilt that had just been lifted was held down by Mo Xu.

"It's cold outside, you will catch cold again later, change with me from the quilt."

"Oh..." The moment Zhan Ziran lifted the quilt, goosebumps arose, it was so cold outside!

Zhan Ziran groped in the quilt for a while, propped himself up, and then Zhan Ziran faced a difficult situation.

He propped up his arms, wrapped one hand around Mo Xu, trying to crawl over, but the weight of the quilt pressed him down, and he was infinitely close to Mo Xu.

Then, the trembling supporting arm was touched by Mo Xu who was moving in, and he couldn't support it instantly, and fell down.

"Master Zhan throwing himself into his arms?" The tip of his nose was full of Zhan Ziran's smell, and Mo Xu's arms couldn't help wrapping around his waist.

Zhan Ziran's hot breath hit the side of Mo Xu's neck completely, and the side of his face was pressed against his shoulder.

"What did you do to touch my arm!" Zhan Ziran quickly turned his head away, stretched out his hand to push him away, and turned over in one go.

But Mo Xu hadn't moved inside yet, the moment Zhan Ziran rolled over, he felt that his side was empty, and half of his body seemed to have left the bed.

Ahhh...?

The gravity of the backward fall suddenly stopped, and an arm caught him back.

Zhan Ziran was so frightened that he grabbed Mo Xu's shoulders tightly. While Mo Xu moved in, he also took Zhan Ziran in smoothly. After several bumps, he finally stabilized.

The two lay side by side.

"You..." Zhan Ziran's eyes widened suddenly, and there was still a kerosene lamp in the room that was still on, so he secretly glanced sideways at Mo Xu.

Mo Xu lay on the side, eyes closed, as if he was enduring something and said: "Sleep."

Zhan Ziran couldn't sleep, when he was fished up by Mo Xu just now, he clearly bumped into...

"you are tired?"

Mo Xu's head was aching at first, but after Zhan Ziran's message and the gambling game just now, it didn't seem to hurt that much, but now he's starting to feel sleepy.

Mo Xu: "I went back to the old house yesterday. I didn't sleep well and woke up early in the morning."

Zhan Ziran: "Oh, then you need to go to bed early, but did you just now..."

Mo Xu's closed eyes did not open, and he said coldly, "Sleep."

Zhan Ziran said "oh" again, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, he couldn't help asking again: "Mo Xu, you just..."

Mo Xu almost fell asleep, but was woken up by Zhan Ziran, and his head started to hurt again: "Zhan Ziran, what do you want to ask?"

Zhan Ziran said, "Did you just do that?"

"well?"

"That's what it is. They're all men. Don't say you don't understand."

Enduring the headache, Mo Xu suddenly turned his face and said in a frivolous tone: "I don't understand what you said, you want to confirm, you can do it yourself."

Zhan Ziran was speechless, his face flushed rapidly, and under the candlelight, he looked extraordinarily rosy, as if he was about to bleed.

It took him a long time to hold back three words: "Shameless."

"If you don't want to sleep well at night, sleep well."

Zhan Ziran was unwilling: "What's the matter with you, you treat me..."

Mo Xu turned his head, and now, there was no hint of teasing in his tone: "I'm serious, if Master Zhan wants to sleep well, he should settle down, or else..."

Otherwise, it is a wireless reverie.

Zhan Ziran silenced.

The room was quiet again, Zhan Ziran thought he was going to lose sleep again, but under the rhythmic breathing of the two of them, he gradually began to feel sleepy.

When the sound of firecrackers outside decreased, he fell asleep.

Qi Le felt that he was very unlucky. Occasionally, when he got up to pee at night, he would check to see if Zhan Ziran was kicking the quilt. It became a habit, so he still did the same today.

It's just that when Qi Le got up at night in a daze, he forgot that there was Mo Xu in the room today.

He entered the house, walked in and took a look, and wanted to blow on the lamp by the way, but he happened to see the situation on the bed.

Why are there two people?

Qi Le woke up in an instant, and he was no longer confused.

By the way, it's Master Mo!

My young master was sleeping on his side, and the shape under the quilt was curled up, and he was tightly curled up by Master Mo behind him.

Mo Xu would easily wake up whenever there was a sound. He opened his eyes a little and saw someone.

"Who?!"

Qi Le hurriedly said: "I'm here to blow the lamp for the young master, I'm disturbing your sleep, I'm going out first!"

Then Qi Le blew out the coal lamp and left the house quickly.

The room was plunged into darkness, and Mo Xu noticed that Zhan Ziran moved impatiently in his arms, and his movements became stiff, as if he didn't know how to deal with it.

After a while, Zhan Ziran turned around and burrowed into his arms, Mo Xu froze completely.

Mo Xu looked out of the window, as if he could hear the cock crowing in the early morning, he felt that he should not sleep.

It was almost noon the next day when Qi Le heard a noise in Zhan Ziran's room. He knocked on the door immediately and asked if he needed to wash up.

Master Zhan stretched his waist: "Yes, then add some charcoal for me, it's cold!"

Zhan Ziran slowly got up when the room warmed up.

Mo Xu had long been fully dressed and sat on the side.

Qi Le had already bought the tickets in the morning, and at this moment he gave the tickets to Zhan Ziran, Mo Xu raised his eyebrows: "You still have time to go to the theater."

Zhan Ziran cast a sidelong glance at Qi Le, "Will you not allow me to have some spiritual pursuit?"

Only then did Qi Le come back to his senses and realized that he had done something stupid.

Mo Xu glanced at the theater ticket, with a delicate expression on his face, and said, "I've also booked tickets for this afternoon's play."

Zhan Ziran felt bad, if Mo Xu went with him, wouldn't it be a waste of money to buy the ticket.

"Hey, then I guess I am not at the same location as Young Master Mo, I bought a ticket for the lobby."

Mo Xu fastened his cuffs, and said calmly, "I'll ask Zhi Yu to mend one."

Zhan Ziran: "..."

He didn't mean it that way.

But Mo Xu thought that Zhan Ziran was making such a petty awkwardness, so he immediately asked Du Yunchen, who had been waiting outside, to call Zhao Zhiyu and book the ticket directly.

Zhan Ziran was speechless, but he couldn't say anything, so he reluctantly thanked him.

The meal at noon was very strange.

What he ate was yesterday's leftovers, which were the chicken, duck and fish cooked by Qi Le, as well as fresh pickles from the pickle jar, and freshly steamed rice.

Five people just sat around a small table and stared at the leftovers.

Zhan Ziran said awkwardly, "Why don't we go out to eat?"

Qi Le couldn't help but whispered: "Master, this dish cannot be wasted."

Zhan Ziran's face flushed, and even though he was almost used to it when his former playmates saw him looking so poor, he still felt a little bit embarrassed.

Mo Xu watched Zhan Ziran stuff a mouthful of pickles for the third time, and put down his chopsticks.

Zhao Zhiyu immediately understood what Mo Xu wanted to do, got up and said to Qi Le, "I want to borrow the phone number from Young Master's house."

Qi Le said: "The phone is here, Mr. Zhao follow me."

The only valuable thing in Zhanjia is this phone.

Zhan Ziran felt that Mo Xu had really changed too much, and now he was a domineering and arrogant person!

He actually poured out Zhan Ziran's favorite radish in soy bean sauce!

"No nutrition," Mo Xu said coldly.

Zhan Ziran immediately frowned, unable to bear it any longer: "I like to eat this, our family can't open the pot and you still pour me food, return it to me quickly, or you will lose money."

Then Zhan Ziran, who was furious, was gagged by the exquisite food delivered to his door.

Zhao Zhiyu called to order food in the big restaurant.

Zhan Ziran just thinks, it smells so good!

"This Hibiscus Chicken recipe is quite good. It's been a long time since I've eaten such a delicious Furong Chicken. Come and try it," Zhan Ziran held a chopstick to Mo Xu.

Mo Xu looked at Zhan Ziran in disbelief, and after a while he murmured: "It seems I underestimated you."

Zhan Ziran was enjoying his meal: "What did you underestimate me for?"

Mo Xu put the chicken that Zhan Ziran picked up into his mouth and chewed, and said slowly, "The thickness of the skin."

Zhan Ziran: "..."

The theater troupe started after lunch, Zhan Ziran strolled in the yard after eating, sat in the pavilion after the stroll, and read a book with Mo Xu around the stove.

Qi Le boiled the medicine for Zhan Ziran to drink, Zhan Ziran frowned, Qi Le pinched his nose and drank it after a good meal.

Mo Xu also frowned, smelling the medicine, it should be very bitter: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhan Ziran once had doubts in his heart, but there was no evidence, and it was hard to say anything. He poured down the medicine and said, "This disease has been going on for a long time, but recently I feel that it seems to be getting better."

"Have you seen a doctor?" Mo Xu pursed his lips into a line.

"I've seen it, and the doctor can't tell what the disease is."

Zhao Zhiyu was on the side, and came up with an idea: "A few days ago, a few foreign doctors opened a clinic nearby, and there are some of your classmates, Young Master Mo, why don't you choose another day to see it?"

Zhan Ziran's face turned dark immediately, he was most afraid of foreign doctors!

He refused: "No, no need! This disease is not good! That's it, it's not a serious disease!"

"How do you know if you don't read it?" Mo Xu raised his eyebrows.

Zhan Ziran swallowed the candied fruit and said inarticulately: "It's really not good!"

"You keep avoiding me, but I'm curious, what kind of disease is it?" Mo Xu became interested after being disturbed by him.

"Young Master Mo, don't ask."

"No, I must."

"What are you doing?"

"Say it quickly, or I won't go to the theater tonight, but I'll just take you to the doctor."

Zhao Zhiyu interjected: "Cough, I heard that western medicine works quickly. One needle in the buttocks can cure the headache and brain fever the next day."

Zhan Ziran became anxious, feeling his ass was cold, and shouted: "Don't scare me!"

"Who scared you?" Mo Xu pretended to ask Zhao Zhiyu to find a doctor for him.

Zhan Ziran quickly said, "Don't!"

Mo Xu glanced at him, "Say."

Zhan Ziran blushed and yelled loudly: "I tell you, don't be embarrassed! I'm sick of my heart!"

Mo Xu: "Why am I embarrassed? What kind of disease is it? Heart disease? Then I must go and see."

Zhan Ziran crumpled the book in his hand, and all the people standing beside him looked at him, Zhan Ziran gritted his teeth and choked out three words: "Don't read it, it's lovesickness!"