After the leader of He Sen

Good guy, I turned on the "mutual touch" mode on the bed, and it took me a long time before I was out of breath and ready to go to dinner.

"Damn, I'm really dizzy." Lin Taro's face was still blushing, he raised his head and covered his eyes, then lowered his eyes to look at me who was still leaning on the pillow.

"Lixiang, you only ate one energy bar after you came back, right? You also slept through lunch at noon, are you hungry now? Do you have a stomachache?"

"Don't worry, I'm not so fragile. I had a very rich breakfast at my aunt's in the morning, and now I don't feel hungry, let alone stomach pain."

Rintaro put his hand on my stomach and rubbed it lightly, with worried looks on his brows.

Last week, my health was very poor. I used too many powers in the middle of the game and fell into a coma for half a month. Finally, I died in that way. Various reasons caused him to be very concerned about my health, and he took me to the hospital for a physical examination every now and then. .

At night, I occasionally wake up from nightmares, and my first reaction when I wake up is to find my hand and clasp it tightly.

Rubbed my stomach, then turned to touch my waist.The itchy flesh is growing on the waistline, I really want to laugh, physically want to laugh.

"It's too thin." She didn't have the slightest idea of ​​charming, and made a blunt body assessment.

"I'll try to eat more later," I also stuck his waist, without a trace of fat, "Rin Taro also eat well, don't always stay up late."

The phone that I haven’t touched for a few hours is full of inquiries from friends I know well. Gong Yoo’s message is just at the top. It’s probably not long after training, or just finished a game. The content of the message is very funny. :

[I just looked at the calendar, today is not April Fool's Day. 】

[Lixiang, are you kidding me? 】

[Are you kidding me? 】

[Reply me! ! ! ! ! ! 】

I put down the chopsticks in my hand and prepared to text him back.

Mori Ogai was drinking fish soup, and he glanced over with swaying eyes, "Who are you sending a message to?"

"Gong You." I wrote more manuscripts on weekdays, and my typing speed has been greatly improved. I quickly pressed the key:

[I'm not joking, but it happened a few days ago, and it was indeed rushed. 】

"I remembered, he was your boyfriend in high school? Of course, it's time to call him ex-boyfriend now." Mori Owai showed a dazed expression.

He is so clear about my relationship history, I don't need to recall it anymore, I'm just secretly jealous, but I still followed him and said: "Yes."

There was no new chat content popping up in the dialog box. After waiting for a few seconds, I simply put down the phone and started to deal with the noodles in the bowl.

"Are you still in contact with him now?" Although he tried his best to show the natural expression when he asked this question, it still sounded a little sour to me.

"Occasionally, I chat a few words, and recently there is almost no communication." Today's tempura is fried very crisply, and it makes a crunching sound when chewed.

"Gong Yoo has been very popular with girls since high school, and there should be girls he is dating now, but his personality is too straightforward, and he speaks straight, and he doesn't know how to control the distance." As he ate, his eyes glued to him again. On Lin Taro.

Black really suits him well, of course, he would look good in a white shirt too, but black would make his skin look whiter, and it fits his personality too.

Affinity is too good.

*

The next day after get off work, I came out of school and saw Gong Yoo in casual clothes at the door.

"So handsome, look at how handsome that man is."

"Do you want to ask him for his phone number?"

"No, it looks like I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for a girlfriend..."

The passing female students were talking quietly.

Before I approached him, he met my gaze first, and walked straight towards me, "Li Xiang."

The voice is also deep.

Gong Yoo is not short-sighted, the glasses on the bridge of his nose should be flat, and the frames are also to match his clothes today.At first I thought so, but when I looked closely, I found that the corners of his eyes were a little red.It seems that the main function of glasses is to hide the mood.

I had a bad premonition, and asked in a low voice, "Did you lose the game?"

He froze for a moment, turned his head, "It's not like that."

It just so happened that Teacher Tomoko also arrived at the school gate, bumped into Gong Yoo and me, his eyes lingered on him for a moment, and he asked doubtfully, "Is this your husband?"

I hurriedly clarified this terrible misunderstanding, "No! He is my former high school classmate, he asked me for something." I still don't know why.

Mori Ogai also drove me to school several times before, but he never met Mr. Tomoko every time. Instead, he met Mr. Tagawa and several other male colleagues several times to get acquainted.

Tagawa and Tomoko described Mori Ogai as "a very charming and handsome uncle".

The hesitation in Teacher Tomoko's tone just now is probably because he couldn't match Gong Yoo's face with the word "uncle".

Teacher Zhizi rushed home to take care of her daughter, and did not continue to question Gong You's identity, and said hastily: "Lixiang, I'm going home first, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow." I said goodbye to her.

By the way, he also greeted Gong Yoo: "Goodbye, handsome boy!"

Gong Yoo, known as the "little handsome guy", was unmoved.

Tomoko-sensei muttered in a low voice, "It's really indifferent" and left.

"Gong Yoo, what do you want from me?" I looked at the time.

He held back for a long time before he could say, "You moved."

I didn't expect it to be this sentence, and I replied dumbly: "Did you find me?"

"Passing by, take a look." He pushed his glasses.

pass by?How did you pass by the residential area?

I hesitantly oh.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go first—"

"Lixiang!" He suddenly called my name, very loudly.

I was inexplicable: "What?"

"Are you really married?"

"Yeah." I deliberately stretched out my left hand to reveal the wedding ring, "I'm really married."

He lowered his head listlessly, "This brand...I was the endorser some time ago."

Is this what you want me to boast about?I replied uncertainly: "Gong Yoo is really amazing."

"I don't want you to boast about this!" He was even more frustrated.

"Why is the marriage so sudden?" One second he was talking about the ring, and the next second it turned into a marriage discussion, and the questions he asked were similar to other people's.

"It's not sudden, we've actually dated...for a while."

several years.

He fell silent again.

I can see that he is in a bad mood now, and the bad expectations in his heart are slowly emerging, and the emotional radar has finally started to operate, and he has started to receive the information he sent, so I can only discuss it: "Gong Yu, Where are you going later? I'll drive you."

He didn't stand still this time and accepted my suggestion.

I planned to walk home today, but the cars were parked in the school garage.

"This car—" I turned back to school and drove the car in front of Gong Yoo, his eyes widened, "It's very expensive, Lixiang, you—"

"He bought it." Alas, when can I buy such an expensive car with my salary.

Mori Ogai saw the little red dot stopped at the gate of Yokohama Junior High School for a long time, and then drove towards the direction completely different from home at a uniform speed.

Mori Ogai immediately realized that there were other people in Lixiang's car.

Who will it be?colleagues?

The final destination the car arrives at is a luxurious star hotel.

Very good, combined with the information obtained from Lixiang yesterday, I have already guessed who is in the car.

What are they doing at the hotel?

Lixiang should simply send that ex-boyfriend back to where she lives, there is no need to think too much.

But staring at the time when the little red dot paused, Mori Ogai still started counting silently.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

He squeezed the phone silently, and the pause seemed a bit long.

After about a quarter of an hour, the little red dot began to move again.

This time the route is towards home.

Foreign Minister Mori Ou breathed a sigh of relief and threw the phone on the table.

There was no other delay on the way, and Lixiang arrived home smoothly.

Her hair wasn't messed up, her lipstick wasn't dirty, and her clothes weren't wrinkled.

Suspicious to this point, Mori Ogai felt that his brain was broken. This kind of almost abnormal desire for control will sooner or later make Lixiang unbearable and disgusting.

Please, Lixiang, please express your dissatisfaction by speaking a little more seriously.

"Lin Taro, I'm sorry, I came back a bit later than usual. I made an appointment to watch the new movie together. Now I can come in time, but the time will be rushed." Lixiang didn't know that before she came back, what was going on in his brain What a fierce refutation occurred, echoing with bursts of virtual dizziness.

And talk to him in such a gentle tone.

How can this feeling of worrying about gains and losses be better.

"Lixiang, I don't seem to be feeling well."

"Where is it uncomfortable? Is it a cold?" Lixiang squatted by the sofa, stroking her hair behind her ears, her sweet breath approached, and her slender fingers that could play the piano fell to his forehead.

"It's not that uncomfortable, it's just a little tired in a simple sense, and I want to recharge."

Lixiang understood, and felt a little relieved, "Then I'll hug you."

Of course Mori Ogai would not refuse, he held her in his arms, pressed her on the sofa, and asked insincerely, "Is there anything that delays you on the way?"

Lixiang was a little embarrassed, but she still told the truth: "I met Gong You."

Go straight to the point, and ask without delay: "Does he still like you?"

"It seems to be like this, and it always feels a little weird."

Hug her tightly, don't let her run away with others.

"I saw you drove to the hotel." Urn said softly on her neck.

As before, instead of being annoyed by being watched, Lixiang's voice was mixed with a smile: "I guessed so, is Rin Taro jealous? That's why he's not feeling well."

It was a good guess.

This infinitely tolerant attitude always made Mori Ogai unable to resist a little more testing.

"What did you say when you parted?" The unnecessary words that lead to the topic at the beginning can be omitted, and the nonsense in the middle can also be omitted, and the last words are often the essence.

Lixiang hesitated rarely.

Mori Ogai chased after him and asked, "What did he say?"

"He said," Lixiang coughed a few times, "he asked me when I was going to get a divorce."

Even Mori Ogai did not expect that person to ask such a question: ...

"It's a good idea."