My male god is Xueba

When he finally let go of Xie Mo, Cheng Yuwei's mood basically calmed down, and he looked at that person's face again and sighed lightly, for a moment he really didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Xie Mo slightly raised the corner of his lips and asked him: "What did you want to say about you when you called me by my name?"

Cheng Yuwei gritted his teeth, and made up his mind: "I want you to promise me that you don't take the initiative to ask Shang Yiyi in the future. She asks you to go out to play or do anything, and you don't agree, okay?"

Xie Mo's smile deepened a little, and he said, "The reason you ask for this is that you are not happy for her to see me, right?"

"Correct."

"Okay, I promise you." Xie Mo said without much hesitation.

Cheng Yuwei nodded, but did not speak again.

Although Xie Mo promised not to meet with Shang Yiyi at another time, Miss Shang's culinary art study has already been scheduled, and Cheng Yuwei is not good at interfering, so he started to report to Xie Mo's house every other day , Ms. Shang learns cooking step by step, from cutting vegetables, to basic cooking and steaming, to practicing real dish making, Cheng Yuwei doesn't know how long it will take to learn, but Ms. Shang will be happy every time she finishes He told him that he had learned a lot, and he would be able to cook for him in a short time.

Cheng Yuwei mostly stayed in the bedroom with that person at Xie's house. Xie Mo had his own things to do, such as reading books or working on projects, and when he hardly went online for entertainment, Cheng Yuwei would just take a copy of "The Book of Songs" Watching, rarely take the initiative to speak.

This kind of scene seems to be the same as when he came to his house as a guest. They also stayed quietly in the bedroom, reading and studying, and did not talk much. The feeling at that time is still very warm and interesting in retrospect. Now, in fact, it has not changed much.

In Cheng Yuwei's fantasy, even if he and Xie Mo have communicated with each other and are already together, their way of getting along in their spare time should be the same as they are now, very quiet and ordinary, but also revealing endless warmth and sweetness.

He didn't get close to that person again, nor did he think about confessing his love, nor did he plan to restore the friendship relationship. They would not have any contact except meeting once every two days and staying together for a few hours, but he felt that it was quite Well, there is no joy of being in love, no loss and sadness, it is so peaceful and quiet, it is very good.

He really hoped that that period of pure and leisurely time could last forever.

It is already June, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter every day, but from another perspective, the holiday is getting closer, so Cheng Yuwei doesn't feel too much troubled, the only thing he is a little bit tangled about is the 24th Song Qian's birthday party.

That girl, whenever he thinks of her, he will be filled with emotions.

"Have you been invited to Song Qian's birthday party?" Cheng Yuwei asked Xie Mo in his bedroom when the party was a week away.

Xie Mo was concentrating on typing on the keyboard, and said without changing his expression when he heard this, "Yes, yes."

"Then have you prepared a birthday present for him?" Cheng Yuwei asked again, turning the pen in his hand.

"Ready, are you ready?" Xie Mo was still casual, and asked him symbolically.

"No." Cheng Yuwei gave him an annoyed look, and turned to his book, very dissatisfied with that person's indifferent attitude.

This time Xie Mo finally raised his head to look at him, smiled at the back of his head, and said, "I heard from my grandma that Cha Yi's cooking skills have almost been learned, and she can cook a table for us for dinner the day after tomorrow." .”

"That's right." Cheng Yuwei wrote a few notes on the book and said, "She told me that this is called a 'teacher report performance', and when this is over, she won't have to come to your house every other day to report That’s right, I just don’t have to follow along.”

Ms. Shang has been learning how to cook for two weeks. Even if she hasn’t reached the level of a man-han feast, at least she can cook home-cooked dishes. It is said that she is now learning the last dish, stewed chicken soup. Grandma Xie is definitely an expert in this area. After practicing for so many years, his skill is much better than that of ordinary hotel chefs.

"It's up to you whether you come or not," Xie Mo said a little funny, "It's just that my grandma likes to see you, so of course I won't drive you out when you come, right?"

"Hey," Cheng Yuwei suddenly turned to him with great interest, "What about you? Do you like me coming or not?"

"Well," Xie Mo really frowned and thought about it carefully, "It's okay, you are quite quiet, and you don't disturb others, you won't disturb me, I basically treat you as if you don't exist."

Cheng Yuwei: "..."

He clenched his teeth tightly for a moment, staring at those two thin lips angrily, thinking that that brat is being cruel again, right?

With a slight smile, he raised his eyebrows and said pointingly: "You wait, you wait until the matter of Shang Hanyi's graduation is over, I will come to your house every day to trouble you, I will sing and read sketches for you, and I will not To see what you can do to me."

Xie Mo was not afraid, he didn't even move his eyebrows, instead he smiled nonchalantly: "Well, you will know when the time comes."

Ms. Shang can see that she attaches great importance to the matter of "reporting performances". She usually does a good job of keeping secrets. She only talks about what skills she has learned, but never specifically what dishes she has practiced. After studying at Xie Mo's house, everyone would have dinner together, and she would not say which of the dishes had passed her hands.

Therefore, Cheng Yuwei had no idea of ​​the dishes that might appear in this report performance. At most, he estimated that there might be a stewed chicken soup.

Two days later in the afternoon, before going to Xie Mo's house, the two of them also went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, which indeed included a chicken whose fur and internal organs had been processed and cut into small pieces. After Miss Shang said, "Would you like me to help you when you cook? Like washing the vegetables?"

It seems that the dishes for the past two weeks have been washed by Chang Yi alone, Cheng Yuwei and Xie Mo are not allowed to enter the kitchen, and Grandma Xie, who is the master, has no reason to wash the dishes.

Shang Yi smiled, took his arm and said, "I don't need it this time. Of course, I have to do it myself for the teacher's report, but if I cook for you in the future, I have to wash it for you. Then you can wash it." Don't cheat."

"No problem." Cheng Yuwei said.

Today they arrived at Xie's house a little later than usual, because they don't need to study and don't need to be too anxious. Grandma Xie came to open the door, and the two greeted each other warmly.

"Grandma, today I will cook for you, the old man." Shang Yiyi said intimately with his arms around the old man's shoulders.

"Okay, okay." It seems that from the first time I saw Miss Shang, the old man's expression can be described as "mouths from ear to ear".

Shang Yiyi entered the kitchen, and Cheng Yuwei helped her send all the things in, then helped the old man to the living room to sit down, and asked, "Where did Xiao Mo go? Why didn't you see him?"

Usually when they come here, that kid is responsible for opening the door, but today they don't know where they went.

"Xiao Mo is in the bedroom, maybe there is something to do, you go and see him." Grandma Xie said.

"Okay." Cheng Yuwei immediately stood up, smiling maliciously, "Let me see what he is doing."

When he came to Xie Mo's bedroom, Cheng Yuwei was surprised to find that the man was not reading or working, but was sleeping.

Really, wearing a homely short-sleeve, with a quilt on his waist, his head slightly turned to the outside, no snoring, no teeth grinding, no drooling, that sleeping appearance is quite elegant.

Cheng Yuwei's heart moved, he quietly closed the door, then quietly went to the bed and sat down, looking at the person on the bed steadfastly.

I suddenly found a kind of joy in my heart. This is a feeling that will surge up every time I see this person after I know my heart. No matter whether it is accompanied by other deeper emotions at the time, at least this kind of sweetness Joy never changes.

Feelings towards those you like.

Xie Mo sleeps very nicely, and Cheng Yuwei, who has slept with him many times, is the first to see him like this. The bridge of the nose is more three-dimensional and delicate because of the lying posture, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised, long Her lashes cast a fan-shaped shadow.

Cheng Yuyi couldn't help smiling while watching, feeling that he really liked him like this.

It is rare for a person who is sometimes shrewd, sometimes elegant, and sometimes knowledgeable to have such a quiet side. Cheng Yuwei could hardly control the desire in his heart. He lowered his head and slowly moved towards that person, watching his face come before his eyes little by little. Zoomed in, and then gently kissed those two thin lips.

It seemed that he hadn't kissed him for a long time, and the soft touch on his lips was still intoxicating. Cheng Yuwei could only move carefully in order not to disturb that person, and his heart was still beating wildly.

He lightly licked his lips, reminiscing about the feeling just now, he swayed towards that person again, the soft breath of the person under him spread to his face, and they smelled each other's breath.

The lips touched again, and an electric current exploded in the body in a trance, spreading to all the limbs, and the whole body became numb. For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten the idea of ​​​​not alarming that person, and pressed his lips firmly. He climbed up, tossed and turned, and stretched out one hand to caress the man's face, and put the other hand on his shoulder, then slid all the way down, lingering on the smooth arm for a moment, and then held his hand.

This lingering feeling makes people intoxicated, Cheng Yuwei didn't move away a little to catch his breath until he had trouble breathing, just when he wanted to continue, he suddenly heard the person under him speak, the voice was soft but clear passed to his ears.

That person is saying: "A Tan...A Tan..."

A Tan...

This is the second time I've heard the name...

Cheng Yu couldn't react for the only time.

He is calling "A Tan", of course I don't know whose name it is, the last time it was at the movie theater, he just pronounced it like this when he was sleepy, at that time he was just a little confused and didn't pay much attention to it, but now , When they were in such close contact, they heard someone else's name being read out of the mouth of that person, and they had to say that their hearts felt like they had been knocked hard.

Subconsciously let go of his hands and sat up. The person who was still lying on the bed also woke up. His eyes gradually opened, and his mind seemed not very bright. When his eyes fell on him, he frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand him. Why are you here.

"you……"

"Who is A Tan?" Cheng Yuwei's voice was louder than his, and he asked without thinking.

"You," Xie Mo frowned deeper, and his eyes became clearer, "How do you know that Ah Tan..."

"You called it out by yourself just now, don't tell me you don't know who he is!" Cheng Yuwei shouted out uncontrollably. unacceptable.

"..." Xie Mo didn't answer right away, but slowly sat up, rubbed his dry eyes, let out a breath and looked up at the angry man, but the cold look in his eyes did not show weakness at all.

"Do you really want to know who he is?" Xie Mo pulled the corner of his lips, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Correct!"

"Well, let me tell you," Xie Mo looked directly at the person in front of him, and opened and closed his thin lips, uttering cold words, "He is mine, my love."

"..."

Cheng Yuwei's lips trembled, and his eyes slowly opened wide.

It seemed that after several centuries, he finally found his voice with great difficulty, but he was so trembling that he couldn't speak: "You said...he is your...lover?"

"That's right," Xie Mo smiled, then raised his eyebrows, "Is that strange? I've been with him for several years."

"You...really..." Cheng Yuwei's eyes were full of disbelief, even a little watery, looking at his calm expression, he didn't know what to say at all.

"Of course it's true." Xie Mo got out of bed and stretched his arms, "I'm going to wash my face, I didn't take a nap at noon and I'm exhausted."

After he left, Cheng Yuwei's gaze shifted to the ground, and gradually lost focus. The water vapor in his eyes swayed back and forth and did not overflow his eye sockets after all, but the pain in his heart intensified little by little, until he lost consciousness.

He actually has a lover, he actually has a lover, how embarrassing is he to be in love.

When Xie Mo returned to the bedroom, Cheng Yuwei was already sitting at his desk and started reading. He didn't bother him, and went back to the computer to continue working. Until the latter finished his trip to Xie's house, the two never said anything to each other again. One sentence.

Dinner was Miss Shang's chef report performance. The girl cooked nearly ten dishes by herself, including a pot full of chicken soup. As the master, Grandma Xie was full of praise, and Xie Mo also said a lot of praise. Shang Cheng Yuwei, who the lady was looking forward to most, insisted on complimenting her several times even though she didn't want to speak at all.

It was not too late when we left Xie's house. Miss Shang held Cheng Yuwei's hand and waited for the car on the side of the road, while she said with some regret: "Ah, what a pity, I asked Xie Mo to find a place on Saturday Let's go play together, he said he won't go if he has something to do, alas..."

It seems that this girl is addicted to playing with Xie Mo, and various projects are emerging endlessly.Cheng Yuwei cleared his throat, and said with a blank expression: "Xiao Yi, can you promise me that you will never look for him again?"

"..." Shang Hanyi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at him, he realized that his expression was so serious, completely unlike his usual joke look, and he couldn't help asking in doubt, "What's wrong? Are you arguing again?"

"No," Cheng Yuwei remained sullen, "It's just that I don't want you to get in touch with him, promise me, okay?"

Shang Yanyi blinked, although he didn't understand why he made such a request, he nodded and said, "Okay, I won't look for you if you don't let me," leaning over and kissing him on the face, "Actually, I always want to hang out with him just because I think he's nice and handsome, but if you don't like it, forget it."

Cheng Yuwei didn't speak, but raised his hand to hold the girl in his arms, and gently stroked her hair.

Cha Yi, I'm sorry, I admit that I was selfish, but I just don't want you to see him, and I don't want to see you talking and laughing together.Don't worry, I won't ask you like this, but I take this opportunity to talk to him about love, now there is only one thing left between me and him.

In the evening, Cheng Yuwei returned to the dormitory and sat for a long time, finally took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Xie Mo, asking him to meet him at the Uranus Cafe at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Speaking of which, Cheng Yuwei hadn't been here for a long time. Since he stopped taking classes with that person, he changed the location of evening self-study to a classroom. Although he came now, he didn't know when the next time would be.

He came a few minutes earlier and ordered coffee. He knew the person's taste without even asking, and then stood at the door and waited.

Soon the familiar figure appeared in sight. Xie Mo walked closer and waved to him. The two walked into the shop together, and the coffee was served immediately.

Xie Mo thanked him, picked it up, took a sip, and looked at the person opposite him with a smile: "What do you want me to do?"

"Is that A Tan of yours a boy?" Cheng Yuwei didn't hide anything, and asked directly.

"That's right, his name is Xiao Qingtan, can you guess the calendar?"

Cheng Yuwei thought for a while, then smiled and said: "'The sandalwood is cut down, and the river is dry, and the river is clear and rippling.'"

Xie Mo's smile deepened: "Well, he taught me this "Fat Tan", and "Book of Songs" has since become my favorite book, bar none."

Cheng Yuwei's heart inevitably hurt again, but he suppressed the soreness in his heart and maintained a smile and said: "Well, I thought you might not accept it before, so I can tell you now."

He paused, looked straight into the eyes of the person opposite and said, "Xie Mo, I like you."

The expression of the person in front of him seemed to froze for a moment, and immediately returned to the original state. Cheng Yuwei didn't care, and continued: "It's not the liking for ordinary friends, but the liking for lovers, just like you and A Tan."

The first confession in his life was completed in this way. In this small cafe with an elegant environment, there was no tension or fear. It seemed that all conditions were very good. After he finished speaking, he looked at the person calmly, Waiting for his response to himself.

What will he say?Me too?I do not like you?I still have to think about it?still……

"I see, is there anything else?" Xie Mo nodded and asked again.

"..."

For a moment, Cheng Yuwei hardly knew how to react, but his rationality forced him to come back quickly, and he replied with a normal expression: "No, I just want to tell you, don't you What is the psychological burden."

"Okay, then I'll go first." Xie Mo got up and left after finishing speaking.

Cheng Yuwei was still sitting where he was, without moving for a long time.

When he spoke before, he felt that his heart was being weighed down by a heavy stone, and he could hardly catch his breath. Now other thoughts in his brain also froze, and he didn't even know what to do with his limbs.

The smile on his face did not change, it was his ridicule to himself, the only thing he was still thinking about in his mind——

The first confession in my life ended in this way.

The only thing Cheng Yu has never dared to confess to Xie Mo is the fear of such a result. Once he confesses and is rejected, he really can't even be a friend, and he will feel very embarrassed when we meet again, but now he does it. Yes, on the one hand, he knows that Xie Mo's lover is a boy, so his confession should not make him feel repulsed; No more regrets for myself.

Now, everything he had to do had been done, and they would never have to meet again. It was so good, he had a long-lost feeling of relief.

After an unknown amount of time, he came out of the cafe and raised his head to look at the sky. For some reason, he felt that it was so dim, which made his nose a little sore, and his breathing was a bit short. There was something surging in his eyes. Let it not flow out.

Today is Friday, usually in the afternoon Cheng Yuwei would go home early if he didn't want to go out to play, but today he neither played nor wanted to go home, he stood outside the cafe for a while and then returned to the dormitory to lie on the bed , Waited until five o'clock and called Lin Ran again, asking him to accompany her to drink.

Now he doesn't act with Xie Mo and is more with Lin Ran. It's just that Lin Ran didn't go with them during the barbecue. Now that he received a call from Cheng Yuwei, Lin Ran asked curiously: "Huh?" , Brother Wei, why do you suddenly want to drink?"

"Because of that." Cheng Yuwei hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Lin Ran: "..."

The place Cheng Yuwei chose to drink was either somewhere else, or the restaurant called "Four Seasons" outside the school. He still remembered that he broke up with him more than a month ago and came here to drink. He recited it back, and now that he failed to confess, he still wanted to choose this place as memorable as the cafe, because after this time, he really didn't know when he would come back next time.