Night walk

"Please speak!"

Qiao Yixiao's voice woke Mo Zhao up, and Mo Zhao looked back at him with a smile, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Is there really a lotus here?"

"I had it when I was studying."

"It was more than ten years ago when you went to school!" He turned his head and looked again. "It's very beautiful here. Is that building the former teaching building? It's probably abandoned now, so the lotus has withered."

"Ok?"

"If no one comes to the class, no one will watch it. Hua won't want to stay here any longer, right?"

Mo Zhao laughed and said, "Your statement is cute."

Qiao Yixiao originally wanted to scold him, but since he was in a good mood, he let it go, and said: "Then the lotus here is beautiful?"

Mo Zhao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It's very pretty."

"pink?"

"White."

"Actually, I have never seen a white lotus. There used to be a pond in my community, and it was all pink lotus. My mother likes it. When the flowers bloom in summer, I often go to cut a few..."

Mo Zhao listened to him with a smile, but gradually lost his mind——

After Mo Zhao really started working, the boy in the dream never came again. After Mo Zhao was lost for a while, he let himself forget about it.After all, he was extremely disgusted by himself later on, let alone that person?

It can be said that Qiao Yixiao is completely different from the boy in the dream.

The boy in the dream always smiled quietly and handed him flowers.

And Qiao Yixiao would only show his teeth and claws and say that he hates those flowers, and he can roll his eyes and say ugly in front of him, and he despises them even when they are presented to him.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhao laughed.

Until the night before last year, when he saw Qiao Yixiao, who was wearing a white down jacket outside the car, quietly looking at him under the streetlight.He suddenly panicked at that time, and suddenly he was like ten years ago, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

That night he suffered from insomnia again, but he also fell asleep for a short time, maybe a few minutes.

But just for a moment, after more than ten years, he dreamed of that boy again.

The boy in the dream talked to him for the first time.

He said: I'll come and see you.

Mo Zhao wanted to step forward to see his face clearly.

He said: Are you okay?

Mo Zhao wanted to speak, but couldn't speak a word.

He smiled, shook his hands, it was empty, without flowers, and then said: I'm leaving.

Mo Zhao reached out to grab him.

The next second, he woke up and couldn't fall asleep again.

At this moment, Qiao Yixiao was still talking, when suddenly Mo Zhao reached out to hold his hand.

He looked down and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Zhao looked at the small pond in front of him, guessing that the workers responsible for filling the lake didn't pay attention and didn't fill it up.After more than ten years, there will always be rain, and a small pond appears here again.

"Let's go." Mo Zhao said.

"Let's go now? It's very beautiful here, and it's very cool." Qiao Yixiao said regretfully.

"Let's go." Mo Zhao pulled him outside.

"Will you still come to play in the future? I don't know this place yet, you bring me here again next time, and I will know it the third time."

Mo Zhao stood in the entrance, looking back inside.

This place is very the same as it was ten years ago, but it is completely different.

He thought he would never come here again.

But not long ago, he just wanted to bring Qiao Yixiao here, to the most cherished place in his heart.

Will you come again in the future?

He used to be afraid that he would not be able to take up the responsibilities of the family well, and that he would not be able to hold on one day, so he would rather stop watching these things.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

At that time, Mo Zhao was so cowardly, he just died.

Now he can distinguish between dreams and reality, and can also have dreams in the real world.

This is the strong one.

"Are we still coming?" Qiao Yixiao asked again.

Mo Zhao smiled and said, "Come."

After all, he pulled Qiao Yixiao away completely.

The 22-year-old Mo Zhao is unfortunate but also lucky.Even after he died, he was buried with his favorite things.

36-year-old Mo Zhao?

He held Qiao Yixiao's hand tighter, not wanting to think about it hypocritically.

He is no longer the hypocritical, cowardly so-called literary youth who couldn't distinguish reality from dreams more than ten years ago.He has status, money, rights, ambitions, and goals, and there are people who need his care and protection.

Mo Zhao quickly drove him back, obviously Aunt Dong knew that they had won the game.

She happily greeted them at the door and said with a smile, "You're back!"

"Auntie!" Qiao Yixiao jumped out of the car and said excitedly, "We won! We won because I scored a goal!"

"Oh!!" Aunt Dong said with surprise on her face, "It's really amazing!!"

"Haha!" Qiao Yixiao laughed.

Mo Zhao watched and smiled from behind, Qiao Yixiao really became more and more cheerful, that's good.

"Kui Kui!!" Qiao Yixiao rushed in, picked up the cat and said, "Little Fatty! I am the hero of our team today, do you know that!"

"Meow!"

"Are you praising me for being great?!"

"Meow meow!!"

"I am very powerful!"

Mo Zhao also came in at this time, and said, "Go take a shower, the air conditioner is turned on at home, and you will catch a cold if you sweat."

"Okay!" Qiao Yixiao was in a particularly good mood now, and was very cooperative, and ran upstairs after speaking.

After taking a shower humming a song, he put on his shorts and walked out, and saw Mo Zhao, who had also taken a shower, sitting on his bed and smiling at him.

He just said it!The pervert asked him to take a bath because he wanted to fuck him!

However, due to training recently, Qiao Yixiao has really worked hard. In the past two months, Mo Zhao has basically never tossed him.Qiao Yixiao can understand, they are all men... In the matter of sex, there are two things, once you have tasted the fun... Qiao Yixiao felt slightly embarrassed.

He felt that he was getting farther and farther away from his original self, more and more strange.

But he thought again, he doesn't seem to hate him so much now, does he?

He just stopped in front of the bed and did not speak, Mo Zhao hooked his hands at him and said, "Baby, come here."

Qiao Yixiao then blushed and took a step forward. He actually thought about it a little bit, but he wouldn't admit it even if he was killed.

Mo Zhao stood up and pulled him to his side, then picked up a piece of clothing from the bed to put on for him.

???

Didn't it mean to do it? !

Qiao Yixiao blushed even more, he felt ashamed to death.Dare to love the donor didn't want to do it!As a little lover, he is so excited!Mo Zhao is so good, he must have seen it! !

As a result, when he came back to his senses, Mo Zhao had already dressed him, and he was lying on the bed, and Mo Zhao lifted his feet to put on socks.

He raised his upper body and looked at it, then he was stunned, why are these socks?He looked at the clothes on his body again, it was another red jersey... Wan Ling bought him a lot, this one should be new.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Mo Zhao had already put socks on for him, put them on him, and whispered in his ear: "My Xiaoxiao looks really good in this dress."

Qiao Yixiao held back for a long time and said: "Rogue!!!"

Mo Zhao smiled and said, "Seeing you on the court, that's what I thought."

"..." He was playing football conscientiously, and he was all excited about winning, but what about Mo Zhao? !No wonder Mo Zhao didn't say anything when he asked something earlier!I was thinking about these! ! !Why is there such a rogue pervert like Mo Zhao? !

No matter how much he felt that Mo Zhao was a hooligan, kid Qiao Yixiao was still taken care of by the hooligans.

Mo Zhao took off the red jersey he put on with his own hands, and asked him during the movement: "Is it comfortable?"

Qiao Yixiao looked at him confusedly and said, "Huh?"

"Is this comfortable?"

"Comfortable." Qiao Yixiao said foolishly.

Mo Zhao smiled and said, "Do you like it?"

"Ok?"

"Do you like it baby?"

Qiao Yixiao nodded and said, "I like it."

Mo Zhao no longer had the leisure to tease him, but devoted himself to it.

In the hot summer, Aunt Dong cooked sweet-scented osmanthus and sour plum soup.

Mo took it up according to the instructions, carefully inserted the straw, and held it in his hand for Qiao Yixiao to drink.

In fact, Qiao Yixiao was really not a coddled person before, and now he is obviously not in pain enough to lie on his stomach.These days, his body has become more and more in tune with Mo Zhao.But he just likes to lie on his stomach and watch Mo Zhao serve him. He thinks that he is also sick!But he thought again, anyway, Mo Zhao likes to serve people, so he also fulfilled Mo Zhao!

He was really thirsty, he raised his feet and sucked in half a cup at once.

"Drink slowly."

"Why not ice?" Qiao Yixiao asked.

"Don't eat ice."

"Humph." Qiao Yixiao drank the remaining half of the glass, "Don't you drink it? It's delicious, sweet and sour." He knew that there were sweet-scented osmanthus in the sour plum soup, and he used it when he went to that apartment last fall. Osmanthus fragrans.At that time, Aunt Dong told him which dishes and pastries and drinks to make with sweet-scented osmanthus, among which was this sweet-scented osmanthus sour plum soup.He didn't expect that he actually ate them one by one.It is already July, autumn is not far away.This year's sweet-scented osmanthus is about to bloom again, this year he will pick it with Aunt Dong!

Mo Zhao patted his little head and said, "Just as long as you like it."

"I like it, but you don't let me drink more, anyway, I can only drink one." Qiao Yixiao tilted his head to look at him, and blinked his eyes very cutely.

Director Mo's heart was about to melt again, so he put down the cup, reached out to help him press his waist, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Actually, it doesn't hurt anymore, but Qiao Yixiao said, "It hurts, give me a push."

So Director Mo gave him a massage very professionally.

Qiao Yixiao felt refreshed.

He thought about the past again, and said, "Isn't there an empty place in the garden? Since you like lotus, you can find someone to dig a small pond."

"Xiaoxiao likes lotus?"

"I don't like it, but you like it."

Mo Zhao smiled behind what he couldn't see, "I don't like it either."

"Huh? Seeing you like this this afternoon, I thought you liked it very much."

"Grow sunflowers for you?"

"Tch, didn't you say that Sunflower is not good enough for me?"

"Have it?"

Playing stupid again!Qiao Yixiao hummed, unwilling to speak.

Mo Zhao still massaged his waist in an orderly manner, the weight was appropriate, it was so comfortable, Qiao Yixiao gradually fell asleep.Mo Zhao looked calm, he thought, does he like lotus?

The one who likes lotus is that cowardly and immature Mo Zhao, not him.

What kind of flowers does he like?

He looked down at Qiao Yixiao's back, and thought that Sunflower was actually quite good?