Bright moon and clear wind

The huge off-road vehicle was speeding on the airport expressway, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from the original pastoral wasteland to high-rise buildings. Lu Fengqing always felt that the scene before him was very magical.Not because of the constantly changing pictures outside the window, but because of the person sitting next to him.

At least half a month ago, Lu Fengqing had only seen Mo Yuelang in various advertisements, he never thought that he would ride in the same car with Mo Yuelang one day.Or imagine it a little more magically, not only did they ride in the same car, Mo Yuelang also became his driver.

Well, thinking this way is a bit self-aware, Mo Yuelang just took him back to the city by chance.

Thinking of this, Lu Fengqing looked away from the car window, and took a furtive glance at Mo Yuelang.I have to admit that Mo Yuelang is really handsome in 360 degrees without any dead ends. His side profile, which is focused on driving, is like a work of art carefully carved by craftsmen, no more and no less.

Lu Fengqing thought that his sneak peek was flawless, but before he could return his gaze, Mo Yuelang turned his head to meet his gaze, and asked calmly, "What are you looking at me for?"

Lu Fengqing's eyes froze, he quickly turned his head to look out the window, and said with an unnatural expression: "I didn't look at you."

Mo Yuelang chuckled lightly, but didn't expose it, which actually made Lu Fengqing embarrassed.If Mo Yuelang pointed out that he was just peeking, then he could still pretend that he was looking at the scenery on the other side and refute that there was no such thing.But Mo Yuelang didn't say anything, just smiled, as if acquiescing to his peeping behavior.

The tightly sealed car windows caused Lu Fengqing's embarrassment to continue to ferment. He coughed guiltyly, turned his gaze away and said to Mo Yuelang: "Let's listen to some songs."

"Okay." Mo Yuelang stretched out his right hand to open the music interface, and the tassels on the rosary swept across the buttons at the bottom of the screen, making a rustling sound, which caught Lu Fengqing in a trance for a second.

This string of rosary beads is made of thuja, and the patina is very beautiful. Judging from the texture, it should be expensive.On the other hand, Lu Fengqing doesn't have any accessories on his body, one is because he doesn't know how to dress himself up at all, and the other is that he doesn't have the awareness of that aspect either.

"Connect your Bluetooth." Mo Yuelang said.

Lu Fengqing hesitated for a second, then said, "I'd better listen to you."

He offered to listen to the song himself, but rejected Mo Yuelang's proposal.For some reason, he always felt that he was inferior to Mo Yuelang in all aspects. Just judging from the exquisite accessories, he was much inferior, so subconsciously he didn't want to reveal his taste in listening to music.

"Are you sure?" Mo Yuelang asked.

What is there to be sure of?

Lu Fengqing couldn't help thinking that when he let Mo Yuelang play freely just now, Mo Yuelang also raised his eyebrows like this, asking him if he was not sure, like a bad boy who was planning to play a prank.But what can listening to music do?Lu Fengqing didn't think too much, nodded and said: "Well, I'll listen to you."

In the next second, passionate drumbeats erupted suddenly in the closed compartment, causing Lu Feng to tremble coldly in fright.

He didn't expect that Mo Yuelang looked like a non-human being, but the songs he listened to were so heavy.

"I'm sorry." Mo Yuelang said so, but his expression didn't feel sorry at all, the smile on the corner of his mouth even had a hint of a successful prank, "I'll change another song."

"Wait." Lu Fengqing pressed Mo Yuelang's hand that was about to cut the song, "Just listen to this."

Mo Yuelang glanced at the back of Lu Fengqing's hand, and asked, "Do you also listen to rock?"

"Listen." Lu Fengqing withdrew his hand, "I still... like AC/DC."

This is not to cater to Mo Yuelang's lies.

Lu Fengqing fell in love with the music style of post-modern rock in the past one or two years, but before that, he was an out-and-out fan of traditional rock music.

Tradition means tradition in a literal sense. Lufeng Qingting's rock bands are all rock bands that were active in the 80s and [-]s, just like the AC/DC that Mo Yuelang is playing at this moment.

To be honest, Lu Fengqing has never met anyone with the same taste in music as him.The reason why he is unwilling to reveal the songs he listens to is also because in the eyes of people who don't like rock music, rock music is equal to dirty and vulgar.

"I didn't expect that." Mo Yuelang turned his head and looked Lu Fengqing up and down, "Look at you honestly, you actually like listening to rock and roll."

These words sound like hurting people, Lu Fengqing frowned slightly, and said unconvinced: "I think you are still gentle."

"I'm gentle?" Mo Yuelang raised one corner of his mouth, showing a playful smile, "That means you haven't seen me before..."

Mo Yuelang stopped in the middle of speaking and did not continue.

Lu Fengqing and Mo Yuelang were not familiar with each other, and of course they had never seen him in private, so they didn't bother to explore what Mo Yuelang wanted to say in the second half of his sentence.He shook his head slightly according to the rhythm, feeling the pleasure of blood rushing through his veins, and the long-lost restlessness reappeared in his chest.

Speaking of it, the reason why Lu Fengqing started listening to post-rock was because he was tired every day for the past two years, and he didn't want to listen to intense rock music, but preferred to listen to soothing and calming music.But now it seems that his hobby of music has not changed.

He looked at Mo Yuelang, this time looking openly, and saw that Mo Yuelang was also nodding his head up and down following the rhythm of the music.Perhaps feeling his gaze, Mo Yuelang turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

In fact, Lu Fengqing has never dared to look at Mo Yuelang. First, because of Mo Yuelang's superior status, he always feels a sense of distance. Second, because those gray-green eyes are too confusing, it seems that he accidentally Will fall into the misty forest.

But this time was different, Lu Fengqing had never listened to rock with someone with the same hobbies, he met Mo Yuelang's gaze without hesitation, and then smiled generously at him.

After laughing, Lu Fengqing looked away, immersed in the melody of the music.He didn't notice that Mo Yuelang was slightly taken aback when he saw his smile.

Four or ten minutes later, the white Toyota parked under the office building of the entertainment headquarters.

Lu Fengqing unfastened his seat belt, said "Thank you" to Mo Yuelang, then opened the door and got out of the car.He straightened the shoulder straps of his camera bag, and walked towards the main entrance of the office building, but at this moment, the sound of a car window sliding down suddenly sounded behind him, and at the same time, a low voice called out to him: "Lu Fengqing. "

Lu Fengqing was stunned, and looked back at Mo Yuelang, subconsciously thinking that he had an illusion—how could Mo Yuelang know his name?

Mo Yuelang leaned forward, put one hand on the passenger seat, raised his head and said to Lu Fengqing: "Let me see the photo after it's been repaired."

"Ah?" Lu Fengqing was dumbfounded, he thought that he only needed to hand over to Lili, but Mo Yuelang had to check the photos, "What if I can't fix it well?"

"If it's not good..." Mo Yuelang lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked straight at Lu Fengqing, with a familiar mischievous gleam in his eyes, "If it's not good, then take another shot."