Fake is true

"I beg you, uncle. Uncle has never begged anyone. Help uncle. Uncle only has you as a relative."

"You give uncle a sum of money for emergency, and uncle will definitely pay you back."

"Xiao Zhou, don't ignore uncle."

The message pops up silently, and there is no one to care for it in the corner, and it goes silent again after 30 seconds.

Mu Zhou went upstairs to take a shower, and the last bit of sleepiness on his body rolled down the water flow into the sewer one after another. The fog lingered on the mirror, and through the hazy fog, Mu Zhou could only see a blurred image.

Putting his head up against the water and flushing for about ten seconds, Mu Zhou held his breath until his lungs were about to explode, he rushed out of the water, squinted his eyes and grabbed his eyes, pressed his face on the hanging dry towel, and wiped it a few times Really come alive.

He relived the feeling of kissing Yan Fangsheng again.

I dare not breathe, my heart beats fast, and my hands and feet are numb.

The difference is that Mu Zhou couldn't grab Yan Fangsheng's sleeve, nor could he feel Yan Fangsheng's kiss again.

Yes, kiss.

That kiss, ecstatic, the kiss that floated on the forehead like a feather.

Mu Zhou was afraid that it was a fantasy. After all, scenes like this existed in his fantasy, but it happened so real that it appeared outrageous.

He secretly hated that he was too drunk to stay awake last night, otherwise Mu Zhou would have grabbed Yan Fangsheng by the collar immediately and asked him, "What are you doing now? Is that what I think it means?"

Is it is it?

Mu Zhou put on his long sleeves, his face was dull, and he muttered "Is that so?" several times, almost humming a song with a tone. He has no talent for composing, otherwise he would definitely do this, singing to question Yan Fangsheng, even thinking about it makes people laugh.

Many behaviors will appear deliberate and redundant if they miss a certain time period. Mu Zhou can't travel back to last night, and can't go to ask normally. Getting an embarrassing answer will make the shaky self-confidence even more dangerous.

Quickly wiping off the water mist on the mirror, Mu Zhou brushed all the bangs that looked particularly long after being wet, behind his head. He had been in the shower for too long, and it was too late to blow dry his hair.

No one cleaned up the mess last night, and when Mu Zhoufang went downstairs, he saw the wine glasses and the chessboard on the coffee table.

"I let you win."

"I am not angry."

Like rewinding, what Yan Fangsheng said was repeated in Mu Zhou's mind.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Zhou strode to the dining table, and caught a glimpse of the untouched breakfast in front of Yan Fangsheng.

"Brother, I'm fine." Mu Zhou sat across from Yan Fangsheng.

"Well, are you dizzy?"

Mu Zhou shook his head, "I'm not dizzy, it's quite comfortable."

After taking a bite of the sandwich, Mu Zhou looked at Yan Fangsheng, "Brother——"

"Ok?"

"Did I do anything after I got drunk last night?"

Yan Fangsheng clasped his fingertips on the rim of the cup, "What do you mean?"

"Arguing and making a fuss...crying and crying?"

"No."

After being drunk, Mu Zhou didn't make any unnecessary movements, except for relying on people not to let him go.

Thinking of this, Yan Fang said, "Don't get drunk when you go out with friends from now on."

"what?"

"You drink too little, it's not safe."

Oh, not safe.

Mu Zhou secretly searched for something unsafe, the fried egg on the fork had been eaten clean, at this moment, Yan Fangsheng suddenly stretched out his hand across the table, and put the fried egg on his own plate into Mu Zhou's bowl.

"I'm enough." Mu Zhou subconsciously refused.

"eat more."

"okay."

"Hello, who are you?"

"I'm Mu Zhou's uncle."

"Oh, hello, what can I do for you?"

"I'm looking for Mu Zhou, is it convenient for him to leave school?"

"Mu Zhou? He's not at school. He went to the training camp a few weeks ago. Didn't he tell you?"

"Really? He hasn't talked to me—ha, is it convenient for the teacher to give me an address? I have urgent business with Xiao Zhou."

"Wait a minute, I'll text you."

"grateful."

"Should be."

"drop--"

The intimacy starts to change from the details. From the time of eating breakfast, Mu Zhou has faintly noticed the changes in some aspects of Yan Fangsheng. I couldn't eat and swallowed, and my face was red before I blinked.

At first Mu Zhou thought it was his own illusion or there was something strange on his face, until he checked in the mirror and then checked again, until Yan Fangsheng asked him if he could turn off his phone on the way to drive him to school, Mu Zhou Zhou Cai dared to let the sixth sense buried deep under the uncertainty emerge.

Yan Fangsheng was taking the initiative to show his affection to him, and it was not as before, pretending to be an older man.

The change cannot be put into words, but Mu Zhou really felt it.

He clearly found that after one night, the things blocking them quietly disintegrated, and new things emerged from the ground.

Accompanied by the sunshine, Mu Zhou's turbulent mood and unconcealable smile came along.

"After I turn it on,...will you contact me?" Mu Zhou wrapped the strap of the schoolbag around his fingers, wrapped it three times, and then let it go, and after repeating the mechanical action twice, Yan Fang said: "meeting."

"I want you to take the initiative to send me a message, will you?"

"meeting."

"Then I... can I have a video with you tonight?"

"The timetable shows that you finish class late."

"But I can't sleep."

"I have to sleep."

"You're lying," Mu Zhou said angrily, "You can't sleep until early in the morning."

"Pfft." Yan Fangsheng smiled with his face crooked, and Mu Zhou was still in a mood of resentment, but when he heard Yan Fangsheng's laughter, the anger that floated up subsided and calmed down.

Mu Zhou thought for a while and asked, "Is it really not possible?"

"Will it affect your roommate?" Yan Fang asked.

"I'll go to the balcony to call."

"Need a video?"

Mu Zhou said: "Voice is also fine."

"it is good."

"Hmm." Mu Zhou touched his nose, coughed dryly, and looked out the window: "Brother, then you..."

"what?"

"Then did you kiss me last night?" Mu Yiyi closed his eyes and was cruel, and finished speaking quickly, his eyes stayed outside the window, as if there was a spectacle flashing outside.

"Maybe I was dreaming, you know that drunk people will..." Mu Zhou touched his hot lips, "They will all lose their minds."

"En." Yan Fang responded.

"what?"

"I said," Yan Fang said, "Yes."

"You're answering my last question, right?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

Yan Fangsheng's answer was too brief, which made Mu Zhou scratch his head.

"Then..." Mu Zhou said that for a long time, but nothing happened.

"Don't stutter."

"Then why are you kissing me?"

"is it not OK?"

is it not OK?

Straightforward, short and powerful.

Mu Zhou stopped asking, and didn't want to ask anything, Yan Fangsheng's answer was the best expression.

He guessed the subconscious meaning of Yan Fang's voice, which should show that what he thought was right.

The heat rose from the soles of the feet to the top of the skull, Mu Zhou opened the window to let the wind blow in, so as not to have difficulty breathing due to the high heart rate.

Yan Fang turned his head to look at him calmly, smiled, turned up the music on the car, and Mu Zhou squinted his eyes in comfort.

The two of them didn't speak for the rest of the journey. Yan Fangsheng parked the car outside the gate of the institution. There were few pedestrians on the streets in the remote area. Classes had been in session for a long time. From the outside, the training institution was deserted.

Yan Fangsheng opened the door and got out of the car, and Mu Zhou also got out, but instead of going inside, he stood by the car.

"I won't accompany you in."

"Ah."

"Have a good class."

"Ah."

"gone."

Mu Zhou held Yan Fangsheng's hand.

He asked, "Were you really not angry yesterday?"

"No."

"Then can I apply for an extension of the statute of limitations?"

"What time limit is extended?"

"The time limit for not being angry."

"can."

The moment the words came out, Mu Zhou bumped into him, his powerful arms surrounded Yan Fangsheng, and Mu Zhou kissed him hard.

He held back all the way.

Kissing skills did not improve within a day, and the lips were just rubbing together.

After grinding for ten seconds, Mu Zhou let go of Yan Fangsheng, he unconsciously licked his lips, and said softly, "You said you wouldn't be angry."

He reminded Yan Fangsheng not to forget what he said before.

"I didn't forget."

After flirting, Mu Zhou wanted to run away, straightened his backpack, and when the words of farewell came to his lips, he was dragged into Yan Fangsheng's arms.

"Kissing isn't like that."

"That's..." How?

Yan Fangsheng lowered his head and kissed him, with a gap between his lips. When the tip of his tongue invaded, Mu Zhou went numb from the back of his head to his hands and feet.

The breathing valve was closed, and Mu Zhou's body and mind were forcefully occupied by Yan Fangsheng.

When he was released, Mu Zhou stared in confusion, and took a long time to stand still.

Yan Fangsheng snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, "Go in."

"Oh." Mu Zhou nodded stiffly, he turned and entered the gate, and walked almost to the hall, when Mu Zhou suddenly realized that he hadn't asked Yan Fangsheng if they were together.

Does it count?

Doesn't it count?

It should be counted.

Mu Zhou covered his mouth and kissed them all, so it shouldn't be counted.

Looking at Mu Zhou's back until it disappeared, Yan Fangsheng leaned against the car and was also stunned for a while. He had never done kissing in the street before, let alone kissing with the same sex, even in a deserted street.

Yan Fangsheng has always believed that reason is paramount, and no matter what he does, he is actually acting according to his own standards.Everything has risks, and he needs to consider risks, but Cai Cai didn't even think about them just now. He was impatient, and he was driven by Mu Zhou like a kid, only caring about the present.

Yan Fangsheng subconsciously reached for a cigarette in his pocket, and when he reached his trouser belt, he suddenly remembered that the one he smoked for breakfast was the last one. one person.

Xu Donglin was smiling, perhaps because he was too far away, making Yan Fangsheng feel that his smile was exaggerated and distorted.

He stretched out his hand and beckoned, holding a black thing in his hand.

The moment the screen was turned on, Yan Fangsheng saw clearly that it was a mobile phone.

Across the driveway, Yan Fangsheng walked over.

"I want three times the price."

"Three times what?"

Xu Donglin gritted his teeth and smiled unabated: "You asked me to pay back three times."

The dark clouds covered the top, and the sun came out briefly to let through the wind for a while, and then was covered and hidden deep in the clouds.

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Today is very long!