The little crying bag of the male protagonist dressed as a bamboo horse

It has been a year since Yu Guixing dropped out of school.

He left quietly, and before everyone had time to digest the news, they found that his desk was empty and everything had been removed.

Many girls who had a crush on him burst into tears when they heard the news, and Chen Xiaomin's eyes were even red from crying.

Hearing the news, Mo Chujue was a little surprised. He didn't expect them to like Yu Guixing so much. After all, according to common sense, their relationship with Yu Guixing was like that of strangers. Some of them didn't even say a word to him. Said.

But soon he understood that their feelings should be similar to those of star chasing girls, even if they just watched from a distance, they would feel very fulfilled in their hearts, so after knowing that they might never see Yu Guixing again, so sad.

At first Mo Chujue was not used to it, he and Yu Guixing used to be tired of being together all day long, but now that no one is holding his hand in class, no one is leading him to walk together, he is still a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he can eat with Ouyang Xu and Ji Yun and go back to the dormitory, so he is not so lonely anymore.

However, his contact with Yu Guixing has not been broken. Yu Guixing often uses chat software to send him messages, good morning and good night, and occasionally chats with him about the current situation. Mo Chu is determined to feel that their relationship It's actually as good as ever.

Yu Guixing has a strong learning ability and can learn everything quickly. After a few months of one-on-one tutoring at home, he was arranged by Yu Wenfeng to go abroad. Now he is studying in a well-known foreign university. When he becomes an adult, he can return to China to inherit the family Industry.

There is a time difference of several hours between foreign countries and China, Mo Chujue is about to go to bed every time, and Yu Guixing has just had lunch.

After Yu Guixing left, they also stepped into the intense study life of the third year of high school.

The number counting down the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard is getting smaller and smaller, and the learning atmosphere in the class has become dignified. After class, few people talk. After finishing one set, a second set is immediately ushered in.

Even Ouyang Xu, who is usually carefree, restrained his erratic temperament, not only stopped pestering others, but even obediently stayed in his seat to do homework after class.

But when I was in the dormitory, the atmosphere was quite active.

Ouyang Xu loves to play games. Although he is about to take the college entrance examination, he has not given up on this hobby. He has to play games every day, otherwise he won't even be able to sleep well.

When he was playing games, Mo Chujue was sitting next to him chatting with Yu Guixing.

After Ouyang Xu finished the fight, he was refreshed. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mo Chujue's screen and couldn't help but be speechless: "The big devil has been away for a year now, and you still chat every day?"

Mo Chujue nodded, not feeling anything wrong at all: "Yes, in fact, we don't have a long time every day. He will tell me the interesting things he encountered there, which is quite interesting."

Ji Yun's little ears perked up when he listened to the gossip: "I heard that the girl over there is super open. With the face of the big devil, there should be many people confessing to him, right?"

Ouyang Xu smiled wretchedly: "Isn't he in college, and he's also an adult... Hehehe."

Ji Yun patted Ouyang Xu, gave him winks, and then comforted Mo Chujue: "Don't listen to his nonsense, an honest and responsible person like the Great Demon King will definitely not learn to be bad."

Mo Chujue thought for a while: "He never told me about this."

Ouyang Xu put his arm up, and said in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "I think, this kind of thing still needs to trust each other."

Mo Chujue was full of confusion.

trust what?

Just when he tilted his head in doubt, his cell phone rang suddenly, and it was a video call from Yu Guixing.

Both of them are very busy, Yu Guixing has to be busy with university courses, and Mo Chujue has a lot of high school test papers, so they made an appointment to make a video call once a week, and Mo Chujue answered without thinking.

Then I saw Yu Guixing's face turned black.

He moved his lips, and before he could speak, Yu Guixing squinted his eyes: "Who is next to you?"

Mo Chujue immediately moved the camera to the right, and Ouyang Xu met the face of the demon king whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and said hello with a smirk: "Okay, long time no see, Brother Yu."

Yu Guixing frowned, looking in a very bad mood: "Where are your clothes?"

Ouyang Xu looked down, um, not only was he shirtless, but his hand was also on Mo Chujue's shoulder.

Grass!No wonder Yu Guixing has such an expression that he wants to write about killing him!

In the past, when Yu Guixing was here, they were not allowed to take off their shirts and shirts in the dormitory. They felt that this was degrading and polite, and to put it simply, they were hot eyes.

Ever since Yu Guixing left, Ouyang Xu has let himself go. It's not a problem to wear only a pair of underpants in summer. Who knows that he will be caught today.

He put on his shirt with a mournful face, and saw Yu Guixing shifted his gaze to the shoulder where he and Mo Chujue were touching, and Ouyang Xu silently sat a little further away.

Why did he forget about the relationship between Mo Chujue and Yu Guixing? If he put it between a man and a woman, then Mo Chujue is Yu Guixing's girlfriend. He actually sat so close to his brother's girlfriend and bothered them Sweet video, it's no wonder the other party isn't angry!

Thinking of this, he instantly understood Yu Guixing's mood, stood up abruptly, and slipped away.

Yu Guixing chatted with Mo Chujue about their daily life. While chatting, Mo Chujue became a little sleepy. He put his phone next to his pillow and answered each time, waiting for Yu Guixing to raise his head again. When I was there, I found that this guy had already squinted his eyes and seemed to be about to fall asleep.

The study intensity in the third year of high school was high, and Yu Guixing could understand it. He said softly, "Take off your coat before going to bed, remember to cover your stomach with a quilt, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Although it is summer, it is also easy to catch a cold.

Hearing what he said, Mo Chujue took off his coat, got into the thin air-conditioning quilt, and looked at him with blinked eyes. Because of sleepiness, a hazy layer of mist accumulated inside, and his long eyelashes trembled like a small fan. Wipe away the mist, like the sky after rain, clear and moist.

Yu Guixing held his forehead and sighed.

How can it be so cute?

I really want to go back right away.

When he raised his head again, his voice had returned to normal, but it was much softer than usual: "Sleep, we will talk next week."

Mo Chujue answered with a groan, and when the phone was hung up, he closed his eyes in peace.

Next week is only two months away from the college entrance examination, Mo Chujue seized the time to study hard, but he fell ill on the day of the next video meeting with Yu Guixing.

Such high-intensity study, even though Mo Chujue had been through the third year of high school, he was a little uncomfortable, not to mention that he had to stay up until two or three o'clock almost every day this week, no matter how good his physique was, he couldn't help it.

Not to mention that his health was not very good. He used to work and rest regularly, but now without Yu Guixing to take care of him, he couldn't control it for a while and stayed up until two or three o'clock. After this week, it's no wonder he didn't catch a cold.

But he has no reason to refuse this video call. They have already made an appointment, and Yu Guixing is very sensitive. He is very familiar with the teaching arrangement of the No. [-] Middle School. believe.

Sure enough, Yu Guixing noticed something was wrong the moment he opened the video.

He didn't want Yu Guixing to find out, so he purposely tilted the camera so that his face wouldn't appear on the screen, but Yu Guixing still heard the clue from his muffled voice.

Almost as soon as he opened his mouth, Yu Guixing frowned.

"What's the matter with your voice?" In the camera, Yu Guixing is wearing a close-fitting white shirt and a light gray vest. His forehead is combed back, revealing a smooth and full forehead. He looks much more mature, and he hasn't seen him in a year. , he is still very handsome and dazzling, walking on the road can make people look back frequently.

Wrapped in a thick quilt, Mo Chujue sniffed: "It's fine."

"Show your face." Yu Guixing frowned, his expression very serious.

Mo Chujue glanced back, Ouyang Xu was taking a shower, Ji Yun went to the dormitory next door to ask someone a question, and no one could help him.

So he adjusted the camera aggrievedly, revealing a flushed face, with a layer of mist in his eyes, looking very pitiful.

The expression on Yu Guixing's face instantly turned into worry, wishing he could cross the screen and come to him: "Have you caught a cold?"

Mo Chujue hummed lightly, and the tears in his mouth pattered down.

When he catches a cold, he sheds tears. He has been crying all afternoon, his eyes are swollen, and he still can't stop it, it hurts so much.

Yu Guixing felt that his heart was pulled together, but he is still in country M, and he has no way to come back. He can only look at the person he cares about through the video: "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Eat." Mo Chujue wiped away his tears with a piece of paper, and took a painful breath: "Hiss—"

Yu Guixing became nervous instantly: "Bring the camera closer and let me take a look."

Mo Chujue brought the phone a little closer, and the camera was on his face.

The entire screen was occupied by his face, Yu Guixing looked at it carefully for a while, and frowned: "It's broken."

Mo Chujue touched his eyes, feeling hot and swollen: "I obviously used very little force..."

The voice became smaller and smaller under Yu Guixing's gaze, and Mo Chujue decided to admit his mistake: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have stayed up late."

Yu Guixing's voice was very cold: "You also know that you are wrong? Do you know how worried I am? No matter how important learning is, can it be as important as your body?"

Mo Chujue wrapped the quilt tightly, only showing a sick face. Hearing Yu Guixing's reprimand, he grabbed a corner of the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

"You stay up late to study, and study is to supplement knowledge, but if your health is poor, no matter how much knowledge you have, it is useless. Physical health is the foundation of everything. When I was by your side before, you were so obedient , Why are you still learning to stay up late now? Staying up late will make you less energetic the next day, and your study efficiency will be lowered, which is not worth it at all..."

Yu Guixing's voice came through the earpiece, colder than inorganic metal. Mo Chujue's eyes turned red when he heard it. Sick people are very fragile in their hearts, and their usually small side is amplified, making them more susceptible to emotions. Influence.

Although he knew that what Yu Guixing said was for his own good, he still couldn't help complaining.

It's not that he wants to catch a cold.

Why do you keep talking about him.

Can't you comfort him?

Thinking of this, Mo Chujue buried his whole body in the quilt, arched his head, and pulled the quilt tightly, not wanting to hear any other sounds.

Yu Guixing, who was reasoning with Xiaokuibao:?

What about people?

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