It's not your turn to break up

As soon as these words came out, Jing Mo's face changed 'shua', he knew that Xiao Qiu was reminded of that bad memory again, he wished to delete all that memory, no matter how much he paid, he was willing .

But the reality is not writing and drawing. Erase and delete the unsatisfactory steps. There is no eraser in my mind, and those painful memories cannot be erased.

What can he do, he can only continue to repent and make corrections, to correct all the mistakes he made bit by bit, he vowed to treat him twice as well, treat him desperately, and heal that person bit by bit Heart scars.

"You know that's not what I meant." Jing Mo lowered his eyes to conceal his loss, "I didn't mean to say what you meant, I just hated myself, it wasn't like that between us, until now it's all me It's your own fault. I'm sorry, I always miss the words."

Wang Zhongqiu scratched unconsciously with his hand resting on the armrest of the sofa.

"Don't pick it, your hands will grow skinny." Jing Mo suddenly took his hand and moved it, "You can't help but pick it with your hands."

Before Wang Zhongqiu could react, his hand had already left. Wang Zhongqiu looked at his smooth fingers, the nails were a little longer, and they hadn't had time to repair them. Looking at Jing Mo squatting in front of him, he felt that this angle was too much. familiar.I don't know why I suddenly thought of the way he used to hold his fingers and trim his nails. The serious look at that time and the scene in front of him kept overlapping, splitting, and overlapping again.For a moment, I can't remember when it became different.

He was lazy and lay carelessly on the sofa, Jing Mo grabbed his hand, took out the nail scissors to trim him, he kicked him with his feet, yelling don't delay me from playing games, Jing Mo stared at him Be honest, shut down the game obediently, call up the video, and watch the video while stretching out a hand, but you are not honest, "Mr. Jing, I think you are like my elder."

Hearing this, Jing Mo stopped what he was doing, and glanced at him, "You treat your elder like this?"

Wang Zhongqiu retracted his feet with a guilty conscience, and stuck out his tongue proudly at him.Wang Zhongqiu lay on his back on the sofa, just like the old man, stretched out one hand and handed it to Jing Mo who was sitting on a small stool in front of him, with his legs still on Jing Mo's shoulder.Jing Mo carefully trimmed his nails into nice arcs one by one, and then cut off the short skin next to him bit by bit. He was very patient. After cutting one hand, he switched to the other. I got impatient, and kept urging, "How long will it take, I'm so tired, and there is no end."

Jing Mo didn't bother to talk to him, and stared at his hand intently: "If you move around again, it will be you, not me, who will cry when the meat is cut."

Wang Zhongqiu: ...

He quickly stopped his writhing movements, not daring to move any more.Suddenly I feel that Jing Mo, who is so serious, is so handsome. He is as handsome as when he was serious when he read the script. A few strands of hair are hanging down randomly on his forehead, and his home clothes are loosely worn on his body. From Wang Zhongqiu's perspective, the neckline is wide open , lazy and sexy, even more fascinating than him on the red carpet.

"Shut up your saliva." Jing Mo looked up at himself at his nympho website, in a good mood.

When he was caught peeking, Wang Zhongqiu felt embarrassed, made a 'cut' and looked away unnaturally, and even shouted fiercely at him, "Okay, don't delay brother playing games."

Jing Mo stood up suddenly and suppressed him, "Who is who?"

The sudden movement startled Wang Zhongqiu, and he was suddenly suppressed by a 1.8-meter-high behemoth. Wang Zhongqiu was almost out of breath, and pushed him out of breath, "You are brother, you are brother. Wake up, I can't breathe."

"So unwilling?"

Wang Zhongqiu was perfunctory, "I am willing to be willing."

Jing Mo finally got up, Wang Zhongqiu heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally willing to let him go and play games, but Jing Mo sat on the small stool again, took one of his feet and held him in his arms, He also stroked his toenails a few times with his fingers.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wang Zhongqiu panicked, although the two of them would play all kinds of tricks when they were in love, but in broad daylight...

"Sit down, don't move." Wang Zhongqiu's mobile phone fell somewhere in the quarrel just now, Jing Mo took out his mobile phone and threw it to Wang Zhongqiu casually, "Play with you obediently, don't move around. "

In broad daylight, a big man hugged his feet, doing such a thing, Wang Zhongqiu was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously he didn't want Jing Mo, who was so upright in his heart, to do this for him.

"Tell you not to move and move around." Jing Mo patted the back of his instep, "The toenails are overgrown and they are not cut, so they are not dirty."

Wang Zhongqiu curled up his toes a few times in embarrassment, "You are the one who is dirty."

At that time, the appearance of the two of them hugging each other intimately couldn't coincide with the alienation of the two in front of them.

Jing Mo watched him staring blankly at his fingers, lost his mind for a while.Guessing what he was thinking, he took out what he was carrying, a weird and cute gadget, and opened it to find a nail scissors, who would carry such a strange thing on his body.

Wang Zhongqiu said blankly: "Why are you still carrying this?"

Jing Mo looked at the green nail scissors in the shape of a little turtle in his hand, as if they were rare treasures, and smiled very gently, "You rewarded me, didn't you want me to carry it every day? How dare I not listen."

It was just Wang Zhongqiu's joke, saying that in order to reward him for his good service, he was specially rewarded, but in fact it was just a nice looking nail scissors he bought casually at a roadside stall, and he had to carry it with him every day.

"Didn't you call me a turtle bastard when you gave it to me?" Jing Mo looked at him dotingly, "Yes, you were right before, I am a turtle bastard."

It was just a joke at the time, he still remembered it, and it seemed to have come true, which was embarrassing.The things are still there, the memories are still there, and the people are the same people at that time, but the strong emotions at that time are gradually blurring.

"Also, I don't know when I will meet you, I have to be ready to serve you at all times." Jing Mo said: "You didn't leave me anything, this is my treasure."

Wang Zhongqiu couldn't hold back and said, "Who would take a turtle bastard as a treasure?"

Jing Mo hurt again, "I'm a bastard tortoise." He paused, then said softly, "But I also want to be your baby."

"All right?" he said again.

Wang Zhongqiu's answer is obvious.

"not good."

Jing Mo smiled wryly and didn't say anything more. He squatted down in front of Wang Zhongqiu, said "offended", and pulled Wang Zhongqiu's hand in front of him, and carefully trimmed it for him.

Zhu Tianhe and Zhao Ke on the side looked at them with beeping dog expressions.

Other directions cast eyes in twos and threes on them from all directions, Wang Zhongqiu could feel how many people were looking at them from the corner of his eye.He felt a little bad and wanted to withdraw his hand.

Jing Mo didn't care about other people's eyes at all, as if everything he did was natural, justified, and extremely familiar, he held it even tighter, "Don't move around."

The same voice as before, the same words, Wang Zhongqiu couldn't move anymore.

A waiter came over and saw the distinguished customer in front of him squatting awkwardly on the ground with one knee lightly touching the ground, lower than their waiter's posture. He hesitated for a long time before he dared to say, "Excuse me, sir. , can I get you a small stool?"

"No need." Jing Mo said indifferently, all his attention was focused on the slender and slender hand in front of him with clear knuckles. If he was lucky enough to put a kiss on it, his heart would definitely take root and sprout to welcome him. Grow up and bloom in the sunshine, instead of living in the dark where there is no light like now.

There were voices of discussion in twos and threes.

"Why is he like that, like a dog licking?"

"Didn't we break up, and we still stick together every day, true division and false division?"

"When did they get back together? I haven't heard of it."

"Do you have any ideas about who, if you have the ability, go for it."

"Go to hell, where can I get in, I can't get in."

"Who asked you to destroy them, you can join."

"Tsk tsk tsk, your circle is really chaotic."

"Get lost, you are not from this pen? Could it be that you belong to the pig pen?"

"Jing Mo seems to be following Wang Zhongqiu's ass all the time. Wang Zhongqiu often has a black face and stares at him from time to time. I have seen it several times."

"Who is licking who? Don't they all say that Wang Zhongqiu is sticking to Jing Mo? Why do I feel that Jing Mo is so low-key, and Wang Zhongqiu is not so rare to talk to him? I don't understand."