If honesty is a disease

Mo Fang didn't expect Gengzhi's hand to be hit by his father, he couldn't believe it: "He used to love you so much...how could..."

"That was in the past." Geng Zhi shook Mo Fang's hand as hard as he could, "It's okay, it's just that I don't have much strength now, it's not considered disabled." He even made a clenched gesture in front of Mo Fang.

He used to hold his upright hand to run through the streets of the city. His powerful fists once knocked down bad guys who bullied him. He remembers how much happiness he gave himself.

Why can someone who is so close to him hurt like this.Mo Fang thought of his own father back then.

"It's all right now."

"I remember that foreign countries have very strict punishments for domestic violence. Your father...doesn't anyone find out that your father is like this?"

Geng Zhi rubbed the center of his frowning brows, those things happened many years later, but he still remembers them vividly: "A lot of things happened during that time, everything was messed up, I didn't continue to study, went to work, my dad started drinking , my hand, the police came to arrest him, not only would he be sentenced, but he would also be deported after he was in prison. ...I can only go to a small private clinic."

Mo Fang covered his honest mouth: "Stop talking...I don't want to hear it anymore."

Geng Zhi pulled Mo Fang's hand, and said after a long time: "I will tell you slowly in the future, and I will talk about it for decades."

"You hold back, you don't want to know at all!"

Seeing that his bottle was almost finished, Geng Zhi rang the bell and called the nurse. When the nurse came to remove the needle, she kept peeking at Geng Zhi's face. Mo Fang closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. Guilty, on the other hand, he was calming down his emotions.

About those seven years, he doesn't want to know anymore, he doesn't want to know the reason why Geng Zhi hasn't contacted him these years, and didn't come back. appeared in the dream.

After the injection, Mo Fang pulled two more times, but it was much better than before, lying on the hospital bed, he almost asked Geng Zhi to rub his ass, he felt that his anal prolapse was really fast.

"By the way, if you give me so much wages, it's not a loss," Mo Fang suddenly thought of this question.

"No loss."

"Why not?" Mo Fang settled the accounts for him, "What you have is mine, but if you transfer the money to me from the bank, or give me the passbook directly, 100% of it belongs to me! You are signing a contract now, signing a contract." Sign with our company, although the price is really sky-high, but the company also takes away a large part of it!" He clicked his tongue, "It's a prodigal stuff."

Geng Zhi smiled and turned him over, pinching his chin: "It's really a good wife, she really thinks of her husband."

"Get out, what husband!" Mo Fang raised his foot to kick him, but his legs were weak, and Geng Zhi hugged his calf.

It hasn't been long since the two met. Mo Fang was holding his breath at noon, but now all the grievances have turned into distress. He knows that he can't pass the hurdle of honesty, as long as honesty comes back , If it is a person, as long as he still loves himself and wants to continue, he will not be able to escape.

He didn't even think about running away, so when Geng Zhi kissed him, he just pressed the slightly swollen side of Geng Zhi's face, seeing Geng Zhi frown in pain, he was happy.

The man is still alive.

That was the most unacceptable result for Mo Fang. He always felt that honesty was dead, but he never told anyone about it.He didn't know how many times he was woken up, dreaming that Geng Zhi died in a small alley in a foreign country, mice walked around him, pedestrians passed by not far away, but no one came to help him.

Mo Fang hugged Geng Zhi tightly, enjoying the moment.

No biting, no venting, no playing hard to get.

They need each other at this moment, need each other's body temperature, each other's miss, each other's worries and concerns.

The surrounding air was heating up, and in the ward, only the rapid panting and occasional murmurs of the two could be heard. When Mo Fang couldn't control himself and wanted to get angry, his stomach growled inappropriately.

No way, I still have to go to the toilet first.

The hanging bottle had to be beaten for three days in a row, and Mo Fang had to go home to sleep at night, so Geng Zhi naturally followed: "Don't you need to go to work?"

"No, there are them, they are much more capable than me."

"They are so capable, so what are you doing?"

"I fuck you."

"Oh, this needs to be assessed."

"In order for me to pass the assessment as soon as possible, you must get well soon."

Ke Yong, who was coming to pick up Mo Fang, heard this and asked, "Is he coming to work for you? What kind of job? Does the company know?" Then he asked Geng Zhi, "Many people want to work for you." Those who work for Momo, even the assistants of assistants, have a bunch of people lined up. We Mo people are very good, so we are very picky about the candidates. Don't say, you are his boyfriend, don't just think that you are a boyfriend. Can open the back door. Work experience can be ignored, but educational background still needs to be asked, what educational background? Is English good? Can you speak other languages? "

"I don't have a high degree of education, I didn't finish college, but I have self-study, my English is pretty good, and I have no problem communicating with foreigners. Other languages, I can only speak a little German and French."

"Can you speak French?!" Ke Yong was quite surprised, and his honest eyes were a little different.

"Well, Paris is the capital of fashion. How can you not speak French if you work for Mo Fang?"

Ke Yong waved his finger and said with a smile: "You have vision."

After getting into the nanny car, Ke Yong was still chatting with Geng Zhi, and the more they talked, the happier he was, and finally he knew that Geng Zhi actually knew the fragrance master Angelo.

"My God, you actually know Angelo! You are kidding, you are lying!" Ke Yong has always admired Angelo, "I like his design so much, especially the perfume bottle he designed, it seems that other than his, other Any perfume is not eligible to put it in, just don’t match it, you know!!”

"I know."

"You really know him?"

"I've been friends with him for a long time."

"He is very low-key and rarely comes out in public. It is said that he has a bad temper. Everyone doesn't like him," Ke Yong said excitedly, "but who cares, we all like him, women like him, and they all love his perfume .”

"Actually, he is more difficult to get along with, but," Geng Zhi recalled, "as long as he finds out the rules, it's actually fine. He is just an old man who insists on self-love and emphasizes perfection everywhere. He has a very good heart." After finishing speaking, seeing Mo Fang staring at him all the time, he put his hand on his knee comfortingly, and squeezed it lightly.

"I heard that he is poor and good at spending money. Every time he runs out of money, he will design a new series of fragrances, isn't it?"

"No, he is very rich, very rich. You all think he is poor because he is very low-key and doesn't pay attention to those things. To put it bluntly, he has a rough life and he is not very good at handling money."

When Ke Yong heard that his idol was living a rough life, he couldn't imagine what it was like.How can a master of fragrance be so careless?

"It's not that it's dirty, it's just that it's a bit messy. I'll help him clean it up."

Mo Fang watched them chatting and was very unhappy, Ke Yong saw Mo Fang's careful thinking: "Mo, don't be so stingy."

Of course, honesty would not neglect Mo Fang, so he quickly ended the topic, but Ke Yong is Mo Fang's manager, and Mo Fang can be popular. Although he is a male model, it is inevitable to be mobbed.

"I'll introduce you guys when I have a chance."

"That's great, what you say is what you say," Ke Yong immediately changed his attitude towards Mo Fang, and said with a smile on his face, "You heard what your boyfriend said, and you have to testify, you can't give a bad check .”

"What did he just say? I didn't hear anything."

"Mo! You are too bad."

Geng Zhi has been with Mo Fang for the past few days, accompanying him to work and making announcements. Others thought he was Mo Fang's new assistant, and many people even stuffed him with business cards and asked him if he wanted to join the circle. Shaking his head, saying that he just wanted to be an assistant, Mo Fang couldn't stop laughing.

After taking a bath in the evening, Geng Zhi was giving Mo Fang a massage. Mo Fang received a call from Mo's mother. After putting down the phone, he said to Geng Zhi: "My mother told us to go back to have dinner when we have time. You can check the schedule later. , preferably on Saturday, to stay at home."

"Go back to eat? Does your mother know that I'm back?" Geng Zhi was overwhelmed by his father's reaction at that time. It was too difficult to come out, and he didn't want Mo Fang to be wronged.

Mo Fang knocked him on the head: "Uncle Lu and my mother knew about it a long time ago. At that time, I told you that I was going to die or live, and they were fine. Don't worry."

"..." Geng Zhi hugged Mo Fang, "You have a good mother."

Mo Fang patted him on the back to comfort him: "It's also your mother, Uncle Lu is also a good father."

The author has something to say: Mo Fang: I don't want to hear about the past.

Geng Zhi: Are you feeling sorry for me?

Mo Fang: No, I'm running~ Didn't you see that she lost sleep worrying about your past?

Geng Zhi: She can't make it up...