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Wandering around the elementary school, and went to the junior high school next door.

These two schools are not big, and it takes less than 10 minutes to walk around.

Xu Mo was weak, and after going out for a while, he became very tired. He tilted the back of the wheelchair, squinted his eyes slightly, and took a nap.

Shen Lingfeng saw it in his eyes, and knew at that time that maybe he had caused too much harm to Xu Mo, and Xu Mo no longer trusted him, even though he might be Xu Mo's obsession, but to Xu Mo, he was no longer worth it. People who trust and depend on.

"Tokugawa." Shen Lingfeng stopped suddenly, let go of the handle: "You push it."

Tokugawa didn't doubt that there was him, but thought that Shen Lingfeng was tired of pushing, so he hurriedly stepped forward to take it, pushed Xu Mo forward and walked forward.

Xu Mo glanced at Shen Lingfeng who was expressionless next to him, lowered his eyes, half-closed and half-opened, and dozed off.

De Chuan took a cotton blanket to cover him, Xu Mo smiled: "De Chuan, thank you for these two years."

"Young master, you are polite." Tokugawa was flattered.

The three of them strolled along the Hebin Road at a leisurely pace, the river breeze blowing against their faces, which was very refreshing.

The sun is setting, it's time to go home.

That night, Xu Mo didn't want to sleep in the same room with Shen Lingfeng any more, and insisted on going to the hotel.

Shen's father and Shen's mother asked him to keep him, but Xu Mo insisted stubbornly, saying that the hotel was spacious, and that he didn't sleep well, and he was afraid of crowding Shen Lingfeng.Shen's father and Shen's mother could see that he really didn't want to, so they didn't hold back much and let him go.

Shen Lingfeng sent him to the hotel, did not leave in a hurry, sat on the sofa and stared at him.

Xu Mo pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the bed, grabbed the edge of the bed with both arms, and tried to climb up. However, after digging for a long time, he failed to put himself on it, and simply turned around and called Tokugawa.

Tokugawa was on call: "Master."

Xu Mo pointed to the bed, Tokugawa understood it, bent over to pick him up and put him on it, threw the quilt away for Xu Mo, and then left.

During the whole process, Shen Lingfeng propped his side cheeks and watched him planing.

Xu Mo sat on the bed and started playing with his mobile phone. He ignored Shen Lingfeng and played with his own.

"Xu Mo," Shen Lingfeng called him, "you last night..."

"Go back." Xu Mo interrupted him: "Don't worry your parents."

"Last night, we didn't finish." Shen Lingfeng said to himself.

Xu Mo froze, raised his head abruptly, and stared at him with disbelief in his eyes.

Shen Lingfeng stood up with a dark face, and every step he took was like approaching, oppressing like a beast approaching its prey. He sat down beside Xu Mo, and glanced at the window in front of the door. The hotel has all kinds of supplies, which are quite complete.

Xu Mo followed his gaze in a daze, his eyebrows tightened suddenly, and he opened his mouth: "You...you can't."

"What doesn't work?"

"You can't, you don't mean that to me." Xu Mo stammered, trying to explain, but also felt strange.

In his opinion, Shen Lingfeng will never have that desire for him, because if he doesn't like it, if he doesn't like it, there is nothing for a person like Shen Lingfeng anyway... But why does Xu Mo care about this?He just suddenly felt amused: "You help me, just force yourself to do this with someone you don't like?"

"It's not necessary." Xu Mo didn't believe that Shen Lingfeng could do it, so he turned around and continued playing with his phone: "No need to do this."

Then Shen Lingfeng went to get something and put it on the bedside table. The bottom of the bottle hit the glass brick, making a soft sound.

"What about you, do you want to do it?" Shen Lingfeng even asked this kind of thing very straightforwardly.

Xu Mo shut his mouth. For this kind of thing, you can say it or not. Maybe Shen Lingfeng was willing to do this kind of thing with Xu Mo before, instead of mistaking it for Jiang Mingxuan, or with a disgusted face. Whispering, Xu Mo, you are so cheap.

"Xu Mo." Shen Lingfeng called him.

Xu Mo suddenly came back to his senses and smiled, which was uglier than crying: "...Think."

Xu Mo never denied that he liked Shen Lingfeng and wanted him, which was perfectly normal for him, but so what, Shen Lingfeng would not do this, so Xu Mo only answered honestly, then bowed his head and continued. play cell phone.

Shen Lingfeng picked him up, and Xu Mo was surprised: "Why?!"

"Take a shower first."

Xu Mo's eyes widened in disbelief.

There is a bathtub in the hotel, Shen Lingfeng took off his clothes and put him in, Xu Mo blushed embarrassingly, and pushed him: "Enough, what are you doing?"

Shen Lingfeng saw that the bathtub should be able to fit two people, so he stripped himself naked, stepped in with his legs apart, and sat under Xu Mo, letting him lean on him.

Xu Mo blushed and was usually eloquent, but now he lost his words and was embarrassed. He suddenly stared at his legs, clasped his hands, and gasped: "I... I have been a waste for many years..."

Doing nothing, eating, drinking and having fun, boring and boring.

"Now, it's really useless." Xu Mo clenched his fist and hit his knee.

Shen Lingfeng was taken aback, and hurriedly grabbed his hands, trapped them in his palms, and pressed them firmly: "Master, can we stop thinking about this for a while and that for a while?"

Xu Mo bowed his head and stopped talking.

Shen Lingfeng sat up, squeezed out the shampoo and rubbed it into his hands to lather: "Young master, lower your head even more."

Xu Mo turned sideways, lowered his head as he said, and subconsciously supported Shen Lingfeng's chest with both hands. It was hot, like a big furnace, and he held it so tightly that his nails almost dug into the flesh.

Shen Lingfeng rubbed his head, and stroked the roots of his hair with his fingers. Xu Mo's hair was very soft, and it was sticky and fine when pinched in his hands.

Shen Lingfeng took off the shower head to rinse his hair again, Xu Mo shook his head and splashed his face.Shen Lingfeng laughed at him: "The little yellow duck came out of the water and shook his head?"

Xu Mo pursed his mouth, and the shampoo was not rinsed off. He moved up Shen Lingfeng's paw, passed through his neck, and leaned over to hug him.

Shen Lingfeng hugged him back, comforting him one after another: "What's wrong, my hair hasn't been rinsed clean."

"Hey." Xu Mo sighed.

Shen Lingfeng pressed the back of his head, always feeling sore, and sighed: "Hey."

"I want to go to Cuba." Xu Mo said suddenly.

"Huh?" Shen Ling risked not keeping up with his brain circuit: "Cuba? South America? Why did you go there suddenly?"

"Do you know Hemingway?"

"know."

"I want to see his sea."

All of a sudden, Shen Lingfeng smiled, and answered him: "Okay, let's set off tomorrow."

"En!" Xu Mo nodded heavily.

Shen Lingfeng carried him to bed, dried his hair and changed into pajamas.He didn't go back to Xu's house, and slept in the same bed with Xu Mo, and didn't do anything. Xu Mo was so tired that he fell asleep with his head on the pillow.

Early the next morning, Shen Lingfeng woke up before Xu Mo.Xu Mo didn't sleep much in the past, but he slept soundly this month, and he often didn't open his eyes until the sun was up.

Shen Lingfeng pulled the slippers out of bed, opened the curtains, and the morning light reflected in the warm room.

"Hmm..." Xu Mo woke up.

Shen Lingfeng glanced at the time: "It's nine o'clock, young master, aren't you going to Cuba, let's set off in the afternoon?"

Xu Mo opened his eyes wide suddenly: "Shen Lingfeng!"

"Hey." Dr. Shen agreed with a smile, Xu Mo turned to look at him.Shen Lingfeng stepped over, Xu Mo stretched out his hands, Shen Lingfeng bent over to hug him up, Xu Mo just woke up, dazed, and yawned softly in his arms.

"Xu Mo, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Camellia soy milk." Xu Mo narrowed his eyes: "Go to the store to eat."

"it is good."

The two washed up and went downstairs, Tokugawa waited by the hotel door, and the three went to the breakfast shop diagonally opposite together.

It was probably the crudest shop Xu Mo had ever entered, and the boss's oily hands made him frown.

Shen Lingfeng observed his words and expressions, and asked, "Should I change to another family?"

Detective Xu Mo looked at the oil pan with his head, it was very fresh, and shook his head: "No need."

Fried dough sticks and soy milk came up.

Xu Mo swallowed, probably feeling unhygienic, unlike his usual meals, Tokugawa took out a sterilized towel to wipe the rim of the glass, and then carefully handed it to Xu Mo: "Master, do you really want to eat? No need reluctantly."

Shen Lingfeng also looked at him.

Xu Mo took it, held it in his hand, drank it slowly, and nodded: "It's delicious."

Shen Lingfeng raised the corners of his mouth, De Chuan gave him a tissue, Shen Lingfeng took it and wiped the corners of Xu Mo's lips.

Xu Mo hamster gnawed on fried dough sticks like a hamster, drank soy milk, and expressed joy: "This restaurant is delicious."

Shen Lingfeng didn't expect that a fried dough stick could make him happy, so he couldn't laugh or cry. Thinking about Xu Mo's usual delicacies, it must have suddenly become plain and new.

The lunch was prepared by Shen's mother, and the two had a meal at Shen's house, before heading back to Ningbei in the afternoon.

Shen's mother gave thousands of instructions, neither urging Shen Lingfeng to find a partner, nor telling him to take care of his health, but nagging endlessly: "Xiao Xu is not in good health, take care of him, poor child."

Shen Lingfeng was shocked: "Mom, why do you think he is pitiful?"

From the outsiders who don't know, Xu Mo should be happy. The young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, wants to be as wind as he wants, and as rain as he is raining, how can he be called pitiful.

Shen's mother was also stunned, thought for a while, pulled Shen Lingfeng and whispered: "I don't know, it seems that he has something on his mind. At his age, he can have so many things on his mind that he rarely even smiles."

Shen Lingfeng is silent. Indeed, compared with the previous Xu Mo, the current Xu Mo smiles a lot less. He always barks his teeth and claws fiercely. He doesn't smile very much. He occasionally stares at the air in a daze and asks him what he is thinking. Xu Mo just shakes his head.

He won't say it, and no one can say it.

Who can understand, a person's own responsibilities, his own struggles, his own joys and sorrows, only he himself understands the most, but is also the hardest to see through.

After returning to Ningbei, I bought air tickets without stopping, and set off the next day, transiting in North America.

Two days later, three people landed.

Xu Mo was jet-lagged and had a headache. He lay limply in the hotel, took a bite, and then vomited and diarrhea. As a result, he didn't eat for 24 hours in a row. Shen Lingfeng was anxious and angry, and forced him to drink sugar water. Xu Mo hated it: "It's too sweet."

His face was pale, his hands and feet were weak, and he looked as if he could fly west at any time. Shen Ling was so angry that he opened his mouth directly, picked up normal saline mixed with glucose, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Xu Mo took two sips, choking on tears: "No."

"What if you don't eat?" Shen Lingfeng was anxious.

"Not hungry!" Xu Mo struggled, Shen Lingfeng stared at him, Xu Mo shrank his neck: "It's too sweet, 彁."

Shen Lingfeng took a sip, and it wasn't particularly sweet. He remembered that Xu Mo used to like sweets, but now he doesn't seem to even touch sugar.

"I'll feed you." Shen Lingfeng swallowed, pinched Xu Mo's cheeks, and fed them mouth to mouth.

Xu Mo was forced to swallow a few mouthfuls, and got back under the quilt: "I'm tired, go to sleep."

Shen Lingfeng packed his things: "Well, you sleep."

Xu Mo slept for a long time, and Shen Lingfeng went to sniff him every now and then. Seeing that he hadn't woken up for a long time, he was flustered and couldn't help opening his eyelids. It was normal, he fell asleep.

Just fell asleep.Shen Lingfeng comforted himself.

Xu Mo finally woke up. Shen Lingfeng was thinking about waking him up forcefully. He opened his eyes and called out weakly: "Shen Lingfeng..."

Shen Lingfeng was originally standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the beach, thinking about Xu Mo's affairs, but when he heard the words, he quickly turned around and strode over: "Xu Mo!"

"...I..." Xu Mo stared at a certain point in the void as if his soul had left his body.

Shen Lingfeng stepped forward to hug him, and Xu Mo suddenly came back to his senses with a bit of a headache: "I dreamed..."

"Dream what?"

"I dreamed of my mother."

Shen Lingfeng's arms around him suddenly tightened, and Xu Mo looked out the window.

Blue sky, blue sea, vast world, endless.

"I'm sorry." Xu Mo said suddenly, Shen Lingfeng didn't know why, and shook him gently: "It's not your fault that your mother passed away, it was just an accident."

"An accident?" Xu Mo's eyes were slightly red, and he murmured, "You said, it was just an accident?"

"Yes," Shen Lingfeng said firmly, "Accident."

"Get out!" Xu Mo suddenly yelled, struggling with his hands and feet, shouting like a madman: "Get out!"

The lost person, is it you or me?

Am I crazy, or am I never sober?

In the dream, Chu Wanjun was like a ghost, covered in blood, emerging from the abyss, horrifying, pulling him, entangled him, and tortured him day after day.

And before she died, she just looked at him so sadly.

Shen Lingfeng pushed Xu Mo back, and Xu Mo slapped him with a backhand, the sound was clear.

Shen Lingfeng tilted his head, Xu Mo froze on the spot, and suddenly woke up: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Shen Lingfeng touched his lower cheek with the tip of his tongue, turned his head, and tried his best to smile: "It's okay."

Xu Mo fell back like losing his strength. After a long time, he stretched out his hands tremblingly and hugged him tightly, as if he was trying his best to hug a life-saving straw.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of sobbing.