Bright moon and clear wind

Hey.

The vibrating notification sound of the mobile phone interrupted Lu Fengqing's daze. He glanced at the mobile phone lifelessly, and found that the word Mo Yuelang flashed on the screen, so he quickly picked up the mobile phone.

Click on WeChat, it is the return prompt of WeChat transfer.

Mo Yuelang transferred 100 yuan to him yesterday afternoon, but he didn't accept it. It's been exactly 24 hours now.

Mo Yuelang should also receive the message, I wonder if he is checking WeChat now?

Lu Fengqing slowly entered the three words "I'm sorry" in the dialog box, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't have the courage to send it out.

Guan Yihui used to scold him for not knowing the ways of the world. He always thought that Guan Yihui was saying that he was not smooth in doing things and could not learn the tricks in the workplace.He didn't feel anything at the time, because he didn't want to be an old fritter either.

But now it seems that Guan Yihui is probably scolding him for his low EQ.

Jiang Hui suggested that he and Mo Yuelang pretend to be lovers. In any case, he shouldn't have refused before Mo Yuelang expressed his opinion.

Leaving aside the fact that Mo Yuelang probably didn't like him, his last question - would he lose his job if he didn't agree? He said it as if he was wronged by pretending to be a couple with Mo Yuelang.

How could he be wronged?To be wronged is to be wronged by Mo Yuelang.

Lu Fengqing deleted the "sorry" that could not be sent word by word, and sighed heavily.He glanced at the unrepaired photos on the computer screen, silently put down his phone, and continued to concentrate on retouching.

Little did he know that on the other side of WeChat, Mo Yuelang stared at the words "the other party is typing" for a long time, but he didn't wait for anything, and threw the phone aside angrily.

When getting off work, Lu Fengqing finally processed the group of photos of Mo Yuelang taken in the airport parking lot.

He didn't dare to send a message to Mo Yuelang to apologize rashly, because he was afraid that Mo Yuelang wouldn't want to talk to him at all, but Mo Yuelang asked to see the photo, maybe he could take this opportunity to talk to Mo Yuelang.

Lu Fengqing picked out the photo he was most satisfied with and sent it to Mo Yuelang, and asked nervously: Is the photo okay?

As a result... Lu Fengqing still didn't wait for Mo Yuelang's reply after holding on to his phone and insomnia until midnight.

Maybe he should apologize first before talking about the photos, otherwise it would make him seem heartless, and he didn't take Mo Yuelang's anger seriously at all.

But the photo had already been posted, and the matter was still being finished, and he suddenly started to apologize inexplicably, and the turning point was too abrupt.

Lu Fengqing lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he wanted to send messages to Mo Yuelang several times, but when he thought of Mo Yuelang's cold eyes when he left, he immediately faltered again.

He had never waited so restlessly for news from someone. When he had a misunderstanding with Guan Yihui before, he didn't even bother to explain it, wishing that the cold war would last forever.However, facing Mo Yuelang, whom he was not familiar with at all, he didn't know why, but he just didn't want to see him get angry.

The next day was Saturday, when Lu Fengqing opened his eyes, the hour hand had passed ten o'clock leisurely.

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, and the first thing he did after waking up was to open WeChat, but there was still no reply.

This time Lu Fengqing completely gave up, he went to the bathroom to wash up listlessly, and opened Weibo boringly, but he didn't expect that after the advertisement interface disappeared, Mo Yuelang's name came into view.

#Mo Yuelang is not familiar#

It turned out that Mo Yuelang posted a clarification on Weibo, the content was the same as the plan one discussed yesterday, admitting that he and Song Ning had a relationship, but they broke up a long time ago, and he also specially emphasized the word "unfamiliar" .

There were quite a few people below who sneered at Song Ning, but Lu Fengqing didn't care to read it at all.

Mo Yuelang posted on Weibo, but did not reply to his message.This nakedly showed that Mo Yuelang deliberately did not reply to him.

The moment he came to this conclusion, Lu Fengqing suddenly felt as if his heart had been shot by an arrow, and it was blocked in a panic.

It's okay if he didn't see this Weibo, at least he can still be an ostrich, comforting himself that maybe Mo Yuelang lost his phone, not necessarily because he didn't reply on purpose.

However, this Weibo is like a big hand, mercilessly grabbing the ostrich's neck and pulling out the head hidden in the sand.

Lu Fengqing sighed helplessly, and had to face the fact that he had completely angered Mo Yuelang again.

Regardless of whether Mo Yuelang has started to hate him or not, he should face it or have to face it, and should apologize or have to apologize.Anyway, it has fallen to the bottom, and it will not fall worse.

Thinking of this, Lu Fengqing reopened Mo Yuelang's WeChat dialog box, and sent all he wanted to say in one go.

【One Two Three Four Wu Lu: Sorry】

【One Two Three Four Wulu: I was too stupid to consider you】

[One, two, three, four, Wu Lu: I've already made up my mind that no matter what you need me to do, I will cooperate, but sister Hui's mention was too sudden yesterday, and I was completely unprepared]

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: You may not believe me if I tell you, but I have already agreed in my heart]

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: I wanted to apologize to you yesterday, but I didn't know how to say it, so I sent you a photo first]

[One, two, three, four, Wu Lu: I didn't take you seriously, I waited for your news until three o'clock in the middle of the night last night]

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: I've always wanted to send you a message]

[Lang: Got it. 】

【One Two Three Four Wulu: It's normal for you to hate me】

【Lang: I said I got it. 】

Lu Fengqing's typing fingers stopped suddenly, he looked at the angelic white dialog in disbelief, did Mo Yuelang reply to his message?

He quickly pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, but now was not the time to be happy.He subconsciously bit the thumbnail of his left hand and carefully considered the two messages Mo Yuelang replied.

Got it... what do you mean?

This ambiguous answer was neither affirmative nor negative, so is Mo Yuelang still angry?

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: Are you still angry? 】

[Lang: Come to the studio. 】

Mo Yuelang didn't say exactly where the studio was, but the only studio that Lu Fengqing and Mo Yuelang went to together was the one of Yueyu.

Lu Fengqing originally wanted to confirm with Mo Yuelang, but he was afraid that Mo Yuelang would bother him, so he packed himself hastily and went out with his mobile phone.

The studio outside the Fourth Ring Road is not far from where Lu Fengqing lives, and it only took him half an hour to get here.

The entertainment industry doesn't talk about weekends. Lu Fengqing only found out after he came over that after Mo Yuelang publicly stated that he was "unfamiliar" with Song Ning, the public opinion was almost one-sided, so the brand side removed Song Ning, and the commercial continued to shoot.

This time, there were no other models besides Mo Yuelang. The brand must have changed the creative of the advertisement and no longer needed hand models.

At this time, Mo Yuelang under the flashlight was wearing a black silk shirt with a classic look, and the golden buttons set him off like a nobleman in the middle ages, elegant and graceful.

Holding the mask of the endorsement brand in his hand, he changed the pose without pausing, perfectly showing what it means to be a world-class professional model.

Lu Fengqing stared blankly at the side for a while, when Mo Yuelang's eyes suddenly drifted to him, the next second, Mo Yuelang put away the pose with full aura, and said to the surrounding staff to rest one time.

Seeing him like this, Lu Fengqing thought that Mo Yuelang would come to look for him, but what was strange was that after Mo Yuelang glanced at him, he stopped looking at him, and walked straight in other directions after walking out of the flashing light, as if It's as if he doesn't exist at all.

Lu Fengqing was confused for a moment, so Mo Yuelang called him over, was it just to show him face?

But at this moment, his phone vibrated, and he took it out to see that it was Mo Yuelang who had sent a message.

[Lang: Come to the back door. 】

Lu Fengqing suddenly understood that it is indeed better to speak away from the crowd.

It's just the back door of the studio... Thinking back to what happened two days ago, Lu Fengqing can still feel the psychological shadow brought to him by that Shura field.

But shadows belong to shadows, even if Mo Yuelang told him to go, he didn't dare not to go.

Lu Fengqing pushed open the metal door apprehensively, but this time there was only Mo Yuelang outside the door, who was lazily leaning on the railing of the small platform, obviously waiting for his arrival.

"Not at work?" Mo Yuelang asked with a flat reaction when seeing Lu Fengqing.His tone was very light, no emotion could be heard, but at least he didn't look angry.

"En." Lu Fengqing let go of the hand holding the metal door, the door bounced back automatically, isolating the noise in the studio, and the back door suddenly became quiet.

"Come here." Mo Yuelang said.

Hearing this, Lu Fengqing suddenly felt a little strange.The small platform outside the back door is only three or four square meters, two big men standing here can just keep a comfortable distance, where does Mo Yuelang want him to go?

Lu Fengqing stood still, and was about to ask Mo Yuelang what he meant, but at this moment, Mo Yuelang grabbed his arm, pulled him to the railing, turned over and pressed him against the railing, supporting him with both hands. Beside him, he was confined in a small space.

"Look at me." Mo Yuelang lowered his head slightly and approached Lu Fengqing, ordering without doubt.

Lu Fengqing was directly stunned by Mo Yuelang's actions, he even forgot to breathe when he looked at the handsome face so close.

"What did you see?" Mo Yuelang asked softly with parted lips.

"I..." Lu Fengqing was experiencing a pupil earthquake. Mo Yuelang's face was too lethal, not to mention that the tip of their noses was no more than a punch away. Lu Fengqing could clearly feel it. His pulse speeded up uncontrollably, and the blood in his body seemed to rush to his brain.

"I saw you." Lu Fengqing said in a daze.So close, the whole world can only see you.

"My what?" Mo Yuelang tucked his chin slightly, his eyes were raised up, and there seemed to be an ambiguous warm color added to the gray-green background.

Lu Fengqing had seen this look before, it was what Mo Yuelang said...the killer weapon.

But why?Why did he take out his trump card at this time?

Lu Fengqing could hardly think, he could only follow Mo Yuelang's rhythm, and said as if hypnotized: "I saw your eyes."

"Hmm." Mo Yuelang hooked the corners of his mouth lightly, like a demon tempting people to fall, and continued to ask: "What's on the eyes?"

above?

Lu Fengqing looked up following Mo Yuelang's words, and said blankly: "There are eyebrows."

Mo Yuelang frowned imperceptibly, and said in a low voice, "Look carefully."

There was a domineering tone in his voice, as if he would punish him if he couldn't see it anymore.

Lu Fengqing swallowed unconsciously, and subconsciously focused on observing Mo Yuelang's face.In the next second, he said uncertainly: "There is a small mole in the eyebrow..."

"En." Mo Yuelang finally let Lu Fengqing go, leaned forward slightly and receded the oppressive feeling, but he still didn't retract his hands that were supporting Lu Fengqing's side.

To be precise, there is a very, very small mole under Mo Yuelang's eyebrow, like ink dotted with a signature pen, half inside the eyebrow, half outside the eyebrow, if you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Lu Fengqing didn't know why Mo Yuelang asked him to watch this, he was surrounded by the smell of Mo Yuelang's perfume, and his high-speed heartbeat showed no signs of slowing down, he forced himself to calm down, and asked: "What's wrong with this?" gone?"

"You still have the nerve to ask what's wrong?" Mo Yuelang raised his eyebrows, took out his phone with one hand, clicked on the picture that Lu Fengqing sent him, held up the phone and said, "Look at the picture you edited."

Lu Fengqing took Mo Yuelang's cell phone and zoomed in on the picture, only to realize that he had rubbed off this almost invisible mole.

In the past two days, Lu Fengqing has been out of state, and it is always easy to get lost in half of the editing.It should be that he didn't pay attention when he checked the area, and it was blurred by Gauss directly.

"Sorry." Lu Fengqing returned the phone to Mo Yuelang with an embarrassed expression on his face. Fortunately, this was the most satisfying one he picked out, but he made this kind of mistake in the end.

"I'm sorry, it's over?" Mo Yuelang put away the phone, and then involuntarily supported the railing again, making Lu Fengqing tremble all over in fright.

At this time, Lu Fengqing realized something belatedly.

Mo Yuelang pressed him against the railing and forced him to look at his face. This series of actions was just to tell him one thing - you removed one of my moles.

Is it really necessary, in this way, to tell him?Lu Fengqing was very confused again.

He took a look at the state of the two of them, Mo Yuelang locked him in the small space between his chest and the railing, the lower bodies of the two were even stuck together - even though it was only their thighs, but why?

Is it for a small mole that is hardly visible at all?

Lu Fengqing thinks not.

He suddenly realized that although Mo Yuelang didn't look angry on the surface, he actually had no intention of letting him go easily.

Just like now, Mo Yuelang deliberately used this method to make him realize his mistake in a foolish way.

But what can he do?Whoever made him offend others first.

Lu Fengqing took a deep breath, bit his lower lip and said, "I'll fix it for you again."

"Good boy." Mo Yuelang curled the corner of his mouth in satisfaction, "Send it to me after you finish repairing it, but keep repairing it if you pass it."

"Okay." Lu Fengqing could almost predict that no matter how he repaired, Mo Yuelang would probably not be satisfied, but he could only agree.He turned his face to one side, looked away unnaturally and asked: "Then can you let me go now?"

Although he knew that Mo Yuelang was deliberately teasing him, this gesture was a little too ambiguous.Originally, his uncontrollable heartbeat had accelerated just now, and he knew that this would definitely be reflected on his face, so his face must be very red now.

Mo Yuelang stared at him for a while without saying a word, then finally let go of him kindly, took a step back, and the two of them regained a comfortable social distance.

But at this moment, Mo Yuelang suddenly acted like he was in deep thought, and asked Lu Fengqing with a serious face, "Aren't you okay?"

Lu Fengqing finally got out of Mo Yuelang's cage, he really didn't have the strength to think about the meaning of Mo Yuelang's words, so he asked directly: "Why not?"

Mo Yuelang glanced down pointingly, Lu Fengqing was slightly taken aback, and immediately realized what Mo Yuelang meant, and retorted blushingly: "You can't do it!"

"I can do it, you can try it." Mo Yuelang tilted his head, with a slight provocation in his eyes, as if he really invited Lu Fengqing to try, "It's you, why haven't you responded for so long?"

Lu Fengqing really didn't want to make Mo Yuelang angry, but it didn't mean he didn't have a temper.He clenched his fists, met Mo Yuelang's gaze and said, "Your trump card is useless to me."

"Oh?" Mo Yuelang raised his brows slightly, pretending to be surprised on purpose, "Then I have to practice hard."

After finishing speaking, he bent slightly and whispered in Lu Fengqing's ear, "Practice with you."