Me and my Apollo husband

After Mu Ze said these words, there was complete silence between the two of them. There was a long silence, and even Mu Ze's hand on Zhou Mang's shoulder trembled for a long time.

"Okay." Zhou Meng said two words lightly.

Mu Ze was shocked, and he remained silent for a few seconds, "...Did you really agree?"

"Why didn't I agree?" Zhou Meng spoke quickly, but the words in his mouth were as deep as the ocean, "I have been waiting for you for ten years, and I am very happy when you finally say this."

Mu Ze was overjoyed, and buried his head in Zhou Meng's shoulder, "Zhou Meng, I'm sorry."

Zhou Meng didn't move, but let out a deep breath.

After the two hugged each other for a while, Mu Ze gently turned Zhou Meng's body around and leaned him against the wall.

Zhou Meng originally lowered his eyes, but now he also raised his eyes, a pair of jet-black eyes calmly looked at the person in front of him.

Mu Ze smiled softly, and slowly leaned over, wanting to kiss him.

Zhou Meng lowered his eyes shyly.

The distance between the two people got closer, ten centimeters, five centimeters, three inches—then they stopped moving.

Mu Ze's lips were slightly away from Zhou Mang's lips, but they trembled faintly, hesitating, and that kiss never fell.

Zhou Meng waited for him for a while, then took the initiative to move forward.But Mu Ze suddenly held him down, and then stepped back two steps away in panic.

Zhou Meng suddenly laughed.In this quiet campus, a series of his cackle laughter sounded, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Mu Ze raised his hands and touched his face vigorously, as if trying to wake himself up.He tried to walk towards Zhou Meng again, "Zhou Meng, I..."

"Hahahahahaha..." Zhou Meng covered his stomach with a smile, and swayed against the wall.

"I'm sorry Zhou Meng." Mu Ze said, "Give me another chance..."

Zhou Meng pointed at him and laughed until he was out of breath: "Hahahaha, you killed me from laughing, you hahaha..."

Mu Ze stood where he was, frustrated and embarrassed.

"Is it funny?" he asked angrily.

"Isn't it funny? Hahahahaha..." Zhou Meng laughed for a while, his tears came out, and he finally stood up straight.

"I don't know what's so funny about it." Mu Ze said with a frown.

Zhou Meng took out a men's handkerchief that Yingjun stuffed in his pocket before, and wiped his red eyes.He stood up straight now, and the light in the distance hit his face, and Mu Ze could see that he was really crying.

"Zhou Meng..." He tried to approach him.

Zhou Meng raised his hand to stop him, and pinched his nose with a handkerchief in the other hand and slapped him very hard.That voice was earth-shattering.

"You don't need to say anything." Zhou Meng wiped his red nose, his voice was a little stagnant, and the hair on his forehead was also a mess.

"Do you know why you couldn't kiss me just now?" Zhou Meng pointed to Mu Ze, "You don't like men at all."

"Of course I don't like men." Muze said, "I just like you."

"Hey." Zhou Meng looked shocked, then shook his head while laughing, "Master, there is no such thing as 'I don't like men, I just like you' in this world, am I, Tuoma, a man?"

Mu Ze looked at him speechlessly.

"Don't wrong yourself, Mu Ze. You are a little ambiguous towards me, and you may feel a little bit guilty towards me when I graduated from college." Zhou Meng spread his hands and shrugged, "But it's not Love. It's not even liking because you don't even want to kiss me — you don't have sex with me."

"We can take it step by step." Mu Ze said, and began to be impatient: "It's the first time I'm dating a man, you can't ask for one step at a time. Is it okay to be more tolerant of me, Zhou Mang? What are you in such a hurry for? We There is plenty of time."

"Time? Isn't ten years long enough?" Zhou Meng said, "Did I force you in these ten years? Am I not tolerant enough for you?"

"Zhou Meng, listen to me," Mu Ze walked up to him, fixed Zhou Meng's shoulders with both hands, met his eyes, and looked at each other affectionately, "Let's stop arguing, okay? I don't want to quarrel with you anymore Yes, I will treat you well in the future. Give me another chance?"

"Give me another chance." Zhou Meng said with a hooligan face, "Then kiss me."

Mu Ze looked at him for a while, and seemed to feel that it was unreasonable not to kiss him again. He raised his hand and pinched Zhou Meng's chin, closed his eyes and kissed him vigorously.

The kiss—bah, it wasn't a kiss at all.Zhou Meng sighed helplessly, then pushed the person on him away.

"Is it cool?" Zhou Meng asked.

Mu Ze looked at him with a face that I didn't quite understand.

"Aren't you happy?" Zhou Meng said with a smile, and glanced at Mu Ze's lower body, "Is there any movement on your brother? I don't think it looks like it."

"Zhou Meng, can you stop..." Mu Ze seemed speechless to him, "Can you stop acting like this."

"But I am like this." Zhou Meng said, "And you always know what I am like. Don't you?"

Mu Ze frowned.

"Have you tried it..." Zhou Meng took a deep breath and leaned against the wall, as if he had lost all strength, his eyes drifting away.

"Have you ever tried to kiss someone with your tongue?"

"No." Mu Ze answered him very simply, looking at him with contempt.

Zhou Meng smiled, looking a little nervous.

"Then have you ever tried... the feeling of being burned by fire?"

"I've always had good self-control," Muze said.

Zhou Meng nodded, shook his head again, and then said, "Mu Ze, we are not in the same way, so we should not go together in the future."

He stood up and walked towards the door, intending to leave.

"Zhou Meng!" Mu Ze called him angrily. "It's just...it's just that we didn't have a kiss, okay? What's the big deal? Can you stop being self-willed?"

"It's actually very easy to get close." Zhou Meng turned around, "Would you like me to teach you?"

Mu Ze looked at him.

"When you have a deep relationship with someone, even a boy who has never kissed before can kiss very sweetly." Zhou Meng smiled, and he looked at Mu Ze: "Don't embarrass yourself anymore, in fact, you I haven't reached that level, you haven't, and neither have I."

Zhou Meng left very gracefully, even when he fell over the iron gate, he felt nothing, turned over, patted the ashes on his buttocks, and left gracefully.

There are not so many obsessions in this world, Zhou Meng felt so at this moment.He sat in the taxi and watched the traffic flow like water outside, and the scenes of the past ten years kept flashing in his mind.Those youthful and fantasy-filled times, like old photos, were burned by Zhou Meng with a fire, turned into ashes, and thrown into the long river of time, never to see each other again.

Maybe Mu Ze wanted to save him, but Zhou Meng didn't want to start over with him.He knew Mu Ze too well, and he knew himself too well.The two of them may really have a chance to start a relationship, but it is undoubtedly a sadomasochistic relationship, hurting others and themselves, but a pair of bitter couples.

Maybe Zhou Meng four years ago would still accept it, no, maybe Zhou Meng would try to develop with Mu Ze half a year ago.But after half a year, Zhou Meng found his dream in life, found his career, and suddenly became much more open-minded than before.

There are so many meaningful things to do in life, why bother with the past.Don't do the job if you don't like it, don't force it if the two are not suitable, it's no big deal.

Zhou Meng didn't want to suffocate himself, so he looked away.

The taxi drove to the outside of xx Mountain Villa, before going up the ramp, a big boy was sitting on the side of the road wiping his tears.

"Master, just stop here." Zhou Meng paid the bill and walked towards the people on the side of the road step by step.

The big boy sat on the side of the road with his head buried in his arms, whimpering.The sound was quite loud and scared the people on the side of the road.But people saw that he was tall and tall, so no one dared to go over and ask him what's wrong.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Meng walked to the side of the boy, stopped, and asked with a frown.

"My wife ran away with a wild man!" The wailing man said loudly, "He doesn't want me anymore! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

When the people next to him heard it, hey, what a big show.They stood on the side of the road to watch the excitement.

Zhou Meng frowned, and kicked him angrily: "What does it look like, why don't you get up quickly."

"I don't!" The big boy raised his head, showing a beautiful face that astonished the world, "Why didn't you miss me when you ran away with him? How did you go to romantic memories when you left me here alone in the past?" Don't miss me? You, woo woo, you, woo woo, too much woo woo..."

He was crying while talking, but his hands were holding Zhou Meng's thigh tightly.

The spectators whispered to each other, tsk, what a pity, such a good-looking young man is actually mentally handicapped.

Zhou Meng was angry and funny, but he didn't feel any trouble in his heart.He knelt down, took out a handkerchief—the one that just blew his nose—and gently wiped handsome tears away, and carefully smoothed the hair that was all over his face behind his ears.

"I was wrong." Zhou Meng said softly: "I'm sorry. I'm not coming back now, don't be angry with me, okay?"

"Well, then, are you still running with others?" Handsome asked him with tears in his eyes, as if he could burst into tears at any time.

Zhou Meng laughed, his brain twitched, and he replied, "No. I'll just follow you."

The people next to him immediately booed: "It turns out they are two gays!"

Handsome glared at them angrily, tears rolled down his eyes, this look made the ladies in the crowd feel distressed, "Oh, I said you are too incompetent to be a wife. Someone ran away and left her husband here alone!"

"That's right. Look at how pitiful he is. How can you give up such a good-looking husband! I can't bear it!"

"Yes, yes, we are all reluctant! Your wife is too undeserving!"

Zhou Meng was embarrassed by what people said, so he pulled Yingjun to stand up, "Let's go home."

"Yeah." Handsome nodded, "Go home."

The two passed through the crowd of spectators, their fingers interlocked, their palms pressed together, and people came and went.

Handsome pinched his lower eye sockets with his finger, to save the remaining tears.

"Oh yo yo, the little pity is so caring, don't cry, come here, my sister will give you two popsicles to eat!"

Yingjun didn't ask her for popsicles, but said politely, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Oh, so cute!"

"It's so cute!"

The two held hands and got into the taxi in a joyous atmosphere that was not inferior to that of the seven aunts and eight aunts when they got married. The taxi driver looked confused and said, "Are you two being chased for debt????"

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Mu Ze's slap in the face is not over yet (￣o￣).zZ

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