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As soon as this matter was resolved, Meng Miao was refreshed. I don't know if he was happy because he got rid of Meng Guojiang completely, or because he didn't have to sit in the game. As soon as the boss brought beer, he poured it into his mouth vigorously. drink as hell.

Xiao Yihan sat next to him and followed suit, the two of them drank and chatted, as the number of people passing by the roadside decreased, but they still drank desperately.

The whole of Nanxin closed from one store to two or three stores, and then half of the street was closed to close the stalls. They were just sitting there drinking, and no one paid attention to the black car not far away.

Meng Miao slammed the beer bottle on the table, "Let me tell you, I fucking wanted Meng Guojiang to die a long time ago."

"Heh...then it just happens to win your heart now," Xiao Yihan raised his head to drink, "You don't need to sit in the game."

"He killed my mother, beat my sister from junior high school to high school, locked me in the room and didn't let me out, I really had enough," Meng Miao continued lying on the table, "but... Now that he's finally dead, I'm not happy at all."

"Then let's not talk about Meng Guojiang today," Xiao Yihan lay on the table holding the wine bottle, "Remember what I told you before, my example."

"Remember, what's the matter," Meng Miao said.

"I think..." Xiao Yihan hiccupped, pointing at Meng Miao's shaking hand, "I might really like that person."

"If you like it, go after it, if you can't catch it, you can drug it, what are you afraid of," Meng Miao said in a drunken voice, "I think that's what my mother did back then."

"That... That's really... I really didn't see that you are this kind of person," Xiao Yihan took out his phone for a long time in his pocket, rubbed his eyes and searched for the number on it, "Just... just to you In a word, I'm going all out today."

"What are you doing?" Meng Miao asked.

"Confession... Confession, you chase after if you don't say you like it, I have to confess before chasing after me" After the call was dialed, there was some movement over there, but Xiao Yihan could only hold back a word for a long time, "Hello?"

"Have you been drinking?" Chen Mo said from the other end.

"I...I...I'm at the barbecue stall on the side of Nanxin Road, come and pick me up," Xiao Yihan thumped his head with his hands, frowning, a worthless bastard.

He babbled a few more words with Chen Mo and then hung up the phone, but he didn't mention the confession for a long time.

"Count," Meng Miao laughed.

"I'm afraid he thinks I'm playing a big adventure," Xiao Yihan shook his head, which was not lightly drunk, "You... don't laugh at me, why don't you keep talking to that strict one? chaos."

"It's impossible for me to be with him in this life, and it's impossible for me to be with the son of an enemy," Meng Miao buried her head in her arms, her body was shaking constantly, and she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing.

"Then...then do you love him?" Xiao Yihan asked drunkenly.

"Love, why don't you love? I gave all my youth in three years of high school to one person, so why don't you love me?" Meng Miao realized that he was crying when she raised her head, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. Love is how much I hate him, I hate him to death."

"Oh...you..." Before Xiao Yihan finished speaking, Yan Ziyan got off the car not far away, ran all the way to their side, and then pulled Meng Miao into his arms.

"Who are you..." Meng Miao looked up at the man with stars in her eyes, shook her drunken swaying head, stretched out her hand and pushed Yan Ziyan away, pointed at Yan Ziyan's nose and said, "Fuck off!" ...you stay away from me, please, I beg you, please, don't fuck around me all day, every time I see you, my heart hurts, I can't breathe uncomfortable."

"Why do you always have to get yourself covered in bruises before you stop?" Yan Ziyan frowned and grabbed his shoulders with both hands, "I feel even more uncomfortable when you do this, do you know that?"

"Do you think I want to, and I don't want to, but I can't help it. As soon as I see you, I will think that your father killed my mother, and I have to face Meng Guojiang's disgusting face when I go home. I can't stand it." , I've had enough," Meng Miao screamed, tears still streaming down her face, then she squatted on the ground and buried her head in her knees, "I've had enough, I've had enough."

"I'll take you back first, okay? I'll help you investigate when I go back. If my dad really did it... I swear... I won't show up in front of you in the future," Yan Ziyan stretched out his hand and tried to get closer to Meng Miao. , pulled him into his arms, "OK? Don't cry."

"Yan Ziyan, I like you so much, I like you from the bottom of my heart, but this love is separated by a hatred, an indelible hatred, an indelible hatred." Meng Miao said.

She didn't know whether it was because of Yan Ziyan's words or because of what she said after drinking, Meng Miao lay in Yan Ziyan's arms and cried while clutching his clothes, as if to vent all the grievances she had suffered since then.

"Hurry up if you take him away," Xiao Yihan lay on the table, looking up at the two people in front of him.

"Forget it today, then I'll take him back first," Yan Ziyan hugged Meng Miao, who was a little tired from crying, and looked back at him after walking a few steps, "I'm sorry about what happened in West Lane last time." , and what happened today."

"Let's go, let's go," Xiao Yihan waved to the side irritably.

Meng Miao was picked up by someone, but the person who picked him up hadn't come yet, the whole street became deserted, and he was the only customer left at the skewer stand.

Just as Yan Ziyan took Meng Miao away for a while, the owner of the skewer stand came over, his tone was tactful and meant to drive him away, this time there was really no place to sit.

As soon as Xiao Yihan stood up, his stomach felt as if it was overwhelming. He immediately rushed to a big tree before stopping, supported the big tree and began to vomit violently.

bad.

Now he is dizzy, his eyes are blurry, and he relies on street lights to guide the way of the community. I don't know if Chen Mo will come, I don't know if Chen Mo can find him, I don't know Chen Mo... I don't know Chen Mo. ..

"Are you alone?" He was still thinking about Chen Mo just now, and Chen Mo appeared in front of him like a magic trick.

"Meng Miao left with Yan," Xiao Yihan walked in front of Chen Mo staggeringly.

"Then you are really pitiful." Chen Mo sniffed the pungent smell of alcohol on him, and raised his shoulders in disgust, "How much have you drank, it's fucking pungent."

"Dachen," Xiao Yihan said vaguely.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo helped him to walk forward step by step.

"I seem to..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yihan covered his mouth again, ran to the side of the road and started to vomit.

"Are you happy because you didn't sit in the game today, or what's wrong, you drank so much," Chen Mo supported his hand and patted his back continuously.

"Okay... okay...comfortable," Xiao Yihan spit out the last residue in his mouth and stood up, although he was still dizzy, but he was much better than before.

"What did you just say?" Chen Mo asked, still supporting him.

"Forgot," Xiao Yihan said with a smile on his face.

"Drinking a lot of alcohol will make your memory degenerate, right?" Chen Mo said speechlessly.

"I really forgot," Xiao Yihan rubbed his stomach, which was burnt by alcohol, now it was even more uncomfortable after vomiting.

Chen Mo supported him and walked towards the community step by step. He didn't vomit along the way, and the wind blowing on his face was quite comfortable.

The whole neighborhood was quiet and quiet. When they passed by the security booth, the little security guard inside was sleeping soundly on the table, completely unaware that the two of them had passed by and entered.

The wind blowing outside could make him wake up a bit, but when he got home, the dizziness returned, and it was useless for him to shake his head, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Chen Mo threw him onto the bed in a breath, and lay down next to him in the next second, panting slightly, the whole room was at the moment Chen Mo was lying next to him, as if he could only hear Chen Mo exhaling in his ears There was a gasp of exhalation.

Xiao Yihan swallowed his saliva, turned over, put his hands on the sides of Chen Mo's head, the alcohol hypnotized his brain and cerebellum, making him forget what he was doing now, so he could only stare at Chen Mo like this look.

"What?"

Without waiting for Chen Mo to say the next sentence, Xiao Yihan tilted his head and kissed Chen Mo directly. This time it was not superficial, nor was it a coincidence. The moment he kissed him, his whole head was sober like sober soup.

He also knew what he was doing now, and he knew that this person was Chen Mo.

Xiao Yihan hugged Chen Mo's face, closed his eyes and immersed himself in the moment of kissing him. Chen Mo didn't resist, so he pushed forward even more, and fumbled his hands everywhere, without kissing rudely, little by little. From lips to chin, from chin to earlobe.

However, until Chen Mo felt the same as him, his head went blank and he stretched his hand involuntarily. The time was not too long, but it seemed to be a long time. Pleasure, but it was not until Chen Mo's delicate panting sounded that he was brought back to reality.

"Want to help?" Chen Mo raised the corners of his mouth that were a little red and swollen.

"You..." Xiao Yihan's voice is hoarse now, but more of irritability, he got up from the bed and sat on the head of the bed, "Da Chen."

His mind is more chaotic now than before, all he thinks about is Chen Mo, he is sure that he has fallen in love with Chen Mo, but no matter how thick-skinned he is, after what happened today, he will not be very happy when he sees Chen Mo later. Taste.

"Huh?" Chen Mo leaned on the bed and looked at him.

"Are you?" Xiao Yihan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one and took a puff.

"What is it?" Chen Mo pretended to be stupid and asked.

"You know what I'm talking about," Xiao Yihan said.

"GAY?" Chen Mo chuckled, his tone remained the same as usual, "Yes."

"Dachen," Xiao Yihan took another puff of his cigarette to protrude the smoke circle, "I might like you a little bit."

"Oh, I'll go back first." Chen Mo straightened his clothes and got off the bed, and only spoke again when he reached the door, "Is there only a little?"

Xiao Yihan sat on the bedside and didn't answer for a long time, until Chen Mo really left, he didn't open his mouth, one cigarette after another, kept smoking and puffing out smoke rings.

He really didn't know how to answer what Chen Mo said just now, he did like Chen Mo a little bit, and he didn't even know how much he liked it.

And just when Chen Mo said that he was, at that moment, he was actually a little happy in his heart.

He admitted that he was relatively slow in terms of feelings, or that he was relatively stupid, or that he didn't understand at all.

Just like him and Xia Ke, they didn't feel too sad when they broke up, even if they dated for more than a year.

But now I feel that everything has changed, irritable, and confused.

Xiao Yihan sat on the bedside for a whole night, the floor was full of cigarette butts, he couldn't say he had grayed his head overnight, but he looked ten years old, with bags under his eyes, a shaggy beard, and messy hair. The look of a ghost.

All I can think of in my head is Chen Mo's phrase "Is there only a little bit of it" before leaving.

The whole room was filled with the choking smell of smoke, the sky outside was getting brighter, and he didn't move his legs until the sun came in.

Unconscious.

Xiao Yihan propped his hands on the bed, his entire upper body leaned back, his head also leaned back, he stretched his legs, and pulled his hamstrings hard.

Or really want to do as Meng Miao told him.

If you like it, go after it, if you can't catch it, you can drug it.

But...Chen Mo is a boy...