Fake is true

After the spring break, Mu Zhou had to start art training. The school entrusted a training institution from another school. Mu Zhou only saw the notice and found that Jiang Xin had sent out the address of the training institution entrusted by the school to the four groups of people.

Mu Zhou clicked in and focused on the distance.

fifty kilometers.

Wuji: Is it too far away?

The four groups of people have already started discussing.

Jiang Jiang: Yes, it will take more than an hour by car

My heart is dead: very good

My heart is dead: the sky is high and the emperor is far away, my mother's claws can't reach it if I go farther away

A ship: do I have to go there to stay?

Sauce sauce: no rules, but probably

Jiang Jiang: It’s so far away, it would be a waste of time to go home and live here and there

Jiang Jiang: Look at the timetable I posted above, get out of class ends at ten o'clock in the evening, how can I have time to go home

Mu Zhou looked through the previous chat records and found the timetable mentioned by Jiang Xin. The timetable was tentatively drawn up by the training institution. Morning classes started at 07:30 in the morning and lasted until [-]:[-] in the evening.

My heart is dead: Tsk, this timing is really inappropriate

Sauce sauce: seconded

Promise: Seconded

A Ship: Seconded

The school allowed enough time for the students to prepare, and Mu Zhou spent half an hour flipping through the things they were going to bring.

He didn't bring much luggage here, and some things he didn't need to go to the training camp, so he brought even fewer things. After sorting out the equipment he had to bring, Mu Zhou sat on the carpet feeling disappointed.

Time really flies by, Mu Zhou recalled the jerky when he came here, he just used this place as a foothold at first, but now that he has settled down and got used to it, he was forced to move away from this place again.

Although he could come back on weekends, but thinking that Mu Zhou would not see Yan Fangsheng for five whole days, he was full of torment.

Yan Fangsheng went out for a follow-up visit in the morning, but he is not at home now. The nanny has already returned, and when Mu Zhou went downstairs, she fed him a freshly cooked fish ball.

"Can the little guy eat it?" Nao Nao has grown into a half-sized puppy, wagging his tail and pulling his legs at his aunt, his bright black eyes staring straight at the ball in her hand.

Mu Zhou tasted it, only put a little salt, and chewed it into his mouth, it was full of sweetness.

"Feed me one." Mu Zhou took one from the plate and gave it to Nao Nao.

Nao Nao and Nao Nao quickly finished their chewing, and then pouted to beg for food.

"It's gone." Mu Zhou clapped his hands, signaling to it.

"It's really greedy." The aunt turned around and entered the kitchen very decisively, and closed the door together.

Nao Nao followed her behind and sat down with the door blocked.

"Come here, I'll open a can for you." Mu Zhou patted the sofa cushions, Nao Nao was very sensitive to the word "can", so when he heard Mu Zhou say this, he rushed towards him.

Nao Nao found a can of chicken that Nao Nao loved most and put it beside the sofa, Nao Nao lay down on the ground and started to eat.

Mu Zhou edited the message he wanted to send to Yan Fangsheng while following its hair, deleted it after calling, and decided to wait for Yan Fangsheng to come back and tell him face to face.

Yan Fangsheng's follow-up consultation usually doesn't take too long, but today it was unexpected, Yan Fangsheng came home at night.

Not only did he return late, Yan Fangsheng was also drunk.

The person who helped him back, Mu Zhou, had never seen him before. He hugged Yan Fangsheng, and Yan Fangsheng was very drunk.

It was more ruthless than the previous few times, and he was almost unconscious.

"Excuse me, I'll take him back." As soon as the door opened, Yang Hexu looked at Mu Zhou, and Mu Zhou did the same.

The strong smell of alcohol was overwhelming, Mu Zhou wanted to help him in, but Yang Hexu took him in first, and Mu Zhou's hand was empty.

"Which floor is Fang Sheng's bedroom on?"

"It's on the first floor." Mu Zhou quickly led the way and opened the bedroom door.

Yang Hexu brought him in and put him on the bed, Yan Fang kept his brows furrowed in a calm voice.

Mu Zhou felt offended, especially when Yang Hexu reached out to unzip Yan Fangsheng's coat, the feeling of offense became stronger.

"I'll do it." Mu Zhou stepped forward and said hastily.

Yang Hexu stopped, leaving the position to Mu Zhou.

Undressing a drunk person is not an easy task, Mu Zhou struggled for a few minutes before hastily taking off Yan Fangsheng's coat, during which Yang Hexu did not move.

Putting away the shoes and socks, Mu Zhou didn't move the rest of the clothes. He covered Yan Fangsheng with the quilt, and Mu Zhou looked at Yang Hexu.

"Thank you for taking my brother back."

"Your brother?" Yang Hexu was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Mu Zhou couldn't tell where his hostility came from, but from the first moment he saw Yang Hexu, it was as if the air defense alarm had sounded in his heart. He didn't intend to talk to the other party, but the other party didn't. The meaning of leaving, in order to prevent the atmosphere from becoming more embarrassing, Mu Zhou tried to start the topic, "May I ask who you are?"

"Yang Hexu." Yang Hexu missed Mu Zhou's expression, after a little thought, he said, "Your brother's... ex-boyfriend."

There was a long silence, and after a while, Mu Zhou blinked his eyes, as if recovering from a sudden daze, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, you said..."

Yang Hexu was amused by his reaction, "I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously, I'm your brother's attending doctor."

He casually added something, but Mu Zhou didn't quite believe his addition, from his familiar movements to his intimate behavior with Yan Fangsheng...

Horrified, Mu Zhou didn't hear what Yang Hexu said after that. When he came back to his senses, he had already sent Yang Hexu outside the door, so he guessed that the other party's words just now meant that he wanted to leave.

Until the figure of the man walked away, Mu Zhou still stopped in place for a long time.

…Ex-boyfriend.

In his mind, these three words were bolded and magnified with their own fluorescence, and they kept spinning in circles, making Mu Zhou feel tight in chest and short of breath.

His brother... likes men?