My boy god can't be this cute

Black June is also the June of graduation. Mo Yiyun ushered in his graduation defense in the second week of June, and also met Qin Yang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, in the waiting room for graduation defense.

Seeing Qin Yang again, Mo Yiyun felt a little subtle, probably the feeling of a married daughter returning to her mother's house and seeing her childhood sweetheart next door.As for why she was a married daughter, Mo Xiaoshou didn't want to switch to the role of Gong in a short time. The reason is probably too tired and too tired and too tired.Well, allow him to deceive himself a little bit.

Qin Yang hasn't changed much from before, his temperament may have matured a bit, and he doesn't know why he has been there this month.

"A Yang." When he saw his old gay friend Mo Yiyun, he naturally wanted to greet him.

"Oh, Xiaoyun." Compared to someone's enthusiasm, Qin Yang's reaction seemed a little slow, as if he was immersed in his own emotions.

"Hey, I said, are you thinking about your boyfriend? At this time, shouldn't you think more about your thesis that was covered in blood from crying?" Mo Yiyun expressed his displeasure at Qin Yang's indifference, full of malice full of sarcasm.

"Should be able to pass." Qin Yang's tone remained flat.

"What's the matter with you, are you stimulated?" No matter how dull Mo Yiyun was, he could still feel that the people sitting beside him were not in the right mood.

"You and Gong Shao, are you alright?" Qin Yang answered irrelevantly.

"Oh, that guy..." Mo Yiyun smiled shyly, "Let's have dinner together someday."

"Oh." Qin Yang was stung by the smile on Mo Yiyun's face, and replied dryly.

"You pretended to force me to call the police again." Mo Yiyun tried to put his hand on Qin Yang's shoulder, but was dodged.

"I'm going to the toilet." Qin Yang got up and left without looking back.

Mo Yiyun was speechless for a while, looking at Qin Yang's leaving back in confusion, and always felt that this back was a little lonely. It must be because I have written a lot recently, and I have become cute.Mo Yiyun was typing like crazy at home when Gong Shao and Tian were recording unexpectedly these few days, because he accepted Wan Wan's advice to attend the annual meeting, purely as a tourist.Although I didn't have the idea of ​​going on honeymoon as Wan Wan said in my heart, I was still a little excited when I thought about it.

Qin Yang didn't go far, and stood alone at the corner of the corridor sullenly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit it.Qin Yang didn't like smoking because Mo Yiyun didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but he smoked a lot during this time, probably because he couldn't write his graduation thesis.

Looking at Mo Yiyun's side face not far away, that guy seemed to have entered his own world, with a smirk on his face, he didn't know what he was thinking.Maybe it has something to do with Gong Shao, anyway, Qin Yang has no ability to make him show such a smile to himself, sweet troubles, and a little shy, like a young girl who has just fallen in love.

Graduation defense is easier than imagined. There are so many graduates and so few tutors. Except for the tutor who is in charge of the thesis, who will take a quick look at the content, the rest is basically just a quick glance.After being asked a few questions mentioned in the syllabus, Mo Yiyun's nonsense answers actually got a B+, and even Qin Yang's stuttering answers that didn't look like a thesis written by himself passed the test.

In the afternoon after the defense was over, the graduates took pictures. The class committee specially asked someone from the photo studio to take pictures. Mo Yiyun, who had changed into a bachelor's uniform, suddenly felt inexplicably sad.

Dozens of people stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the teaching building, on the playground, and in front of the school gate sign, smirking at the camera, and their youthful tails were frozen in the camera.

After the group photo was taken, the crowd divided into small groups in twos and threes to carry out their own activities. Qin Yang was very popular, and was surrounded by a bunch of people asking for a group photo, probably because of his interpersonal relationships accumulated through spending a lot of money.Mo Yiyun watched from a distance, and always felt that the Qin Yang he met this time was different from the cheerful guy he knew before, and he couldn't tell what the difference was.

"Xiao Yun, congratulations on your graduation." After finally breaking free from the crowd, Qin Yang hugged a large bouquet of pink sunflowers and grinned at Mo Yiyun.

"You too, congratulations." After receiving the bouquet, Mo Yiyun wrinkled her nose, why is it pink.

"Graduation reception tonight, let's go together?" Qin Yang took a breath and extended an invitation.

"I'm not very familiar with them." Mo Yiyun looked down at the plastic runway under his feet, and maliciously rubbed the small wildflowers growing in the gaps beside the runway with his toes.

"What are you afraid of? It's rare to get together. You are a great writer in the future, and it's too late to give you the face to join them."

"But I don't know how to drink..." Mo Yiyun said a little awkwardly.

After returning from the resort, God's will put away all the things in the house that called alcohol, and Mo Yiyun didn't even let Mo Yiyun touch the pineapple beer.Asked the reason, Gong Shao smiled without saying a word, and talked about him in a meandering manner, but Mo Yiyun didn't remember any black history of getting drunk in front of them, but he knew that he was not a good drinker.

"It's okay, brother will drink for you." Qin Yang replied with arrogance, the chances of being together justifiably are running out.

"Okay, let me tell him." Mo Yiyun took out his phone and concentrated on talking on the phone, ignoring the gloomy look on Qin Yang's face.

The result of the phone call was that although Gong Shao strongly demanded to go with him, he was rejected by Mo Yiyun with righteous words.Gong Shao gave a bunch of reprimands in displeasure, and Mo Yiyun summed it up in one sentence, if you don't want to get out of bed for a week, don't drink and end up consciously calling Gong Shao to pick him up, and you are not allowed to participate in the second party.

This kind of domineering possessiveness made Mo Xiaoshou feel dark for a while, no matter how good the male god is, he is the subject of his jeans, even though he is wearing cloth pants now.

"He agreed?" Qin Yang forcefully put aside the feeling of loneliness in his heart.

"Well, return the clothes." Mo Yiyun walked in front holding the pink sunflower.

Qin Yang walked behind with her bag. When she went to the flower shop at noon, what did the little girl say? The flower language of sunflowers is warm sunshine and positive. , There will be sunshine on the road of youth.With a few baby's breath tied into a bouquet, it is the most beautiful.Qin Yang took care of his mother, the starry sky and sunflowers, the silent love of willing to be a supporting role, it really couldn't be more suitable for him.

"Mo Yiyun, Qin Yang, come over to take pictures." The class teacher was nearly middle-aged but had the heart of a naughty boy, and brought his son to join in the fun.

A group of men and women were re-called by the class teacher. The class teacher liked Mo Yiyun, a kid who didn't talk much but wrote a good article. He insisted on stuffing the later Mo Yiyun into the crowd. Qin Yang could only follow along. squeezed in.

"Teacher, you have to stand closer, the camera can't fit so many people." The classmate who acted as a temporary photographer said distressedly with a DSLR.

"Come closer, hurry up, Qin Yang, put your hands on Yiyun's shoulders to save space, why are you two big men shy!" The class teacher stood in the front row and raised his head to direct the back row.

"Oh." Qin Yang blushed in embarrassment. If he could make love to him, he would have done it long ago. Isn't it because he is afraid that his hands will stick to him and he doesn't want to let it go?

"Squatting down will exhaust you?" Mo Yiyun's impatient voice rang in his ears.

Qin Yang bent his legs obediently, Mo Yiyun's hands naturally wrapped around Qin Yang's shoulders, the noise seemed to go away, and Qin Yang's attention was all on the slender arm around his neck.

"Dare to laugh, it's a waste of expression." Mo Yiyun's voice sounded again, the photographer questioned Qin Yang's serious expression, and the group photo was suspended.

Qin Yang twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, the distance between the two of them was close enough to count Mo Yiyun's not-so-long eyelashes, he always felt that something in his heart had revived, and he clearly made an appointment with himself to put it down.

"Have you worn perfume?" A familiar scent wafted from beside me.

"No." Mo Yiyun looked at the camera and smirked, wondering if it was this guy with a good nose, or the perfume lasted a long time, and the smell that he rubbed on when Gong Shao woke him up in the morning can still be smelled.As for how to wake people up and leave a scent on their body, Yi Gongshao's peeing behavior is nothing but cuddling and cuddling.

"That's it." Qin Yang turned to the camera indifferently, Mo Yiyun is not used to using perfume, Bulgari's ocean fragrance, besides himself, he has also smelled it on Gong Shao.

After the messy group photo was over, Mo Yiyun, who was dragged and talked for a while by the class teacher, finally found a chance to slip out, while Qin Yang waited aside, looking somewhere in a daze.Following Qin Yang's gaze, it was a certain lecture theater in the old teaching building. It was a music classroom by visual inspection. Mo Yiyun borrowed a piano here when he was a freshman.

"Xiaoyun, do you still remember the first piece you played there?" Qin Yang asked suddenly.

"The first song?" Mo Yiyun scratched his cheek. When he was pointed at by others for writing danmei novels in his freshman year, he almost stayed in that classroom playing the piano, trying to enter the world of music to paralyze himself.

""Castle in the Sky"."

"Oh, it's possible." Mo Yiyun nodded. For a while, he really liked Hayao Miyazaki, especially the classic piece of music "Laputa in the Sky". The nostalgia for the past and the sentimentality for the uncertain future were all in line with his own mood at the time. state of mind.

"On Christmas Eve, you played here alone for five hours. You played this song back and forth, and you didn't leave until the door of the dormitory was locked." Qin Yang said softly, as if caught in some kind of memory, "You have been playing since Christmas. Brace yourself, why?"

"Probably, someone said that I'm not a pervert, and the writing is beautiful? But it's too dark to see who that person is. It's a pity." Mo Yiyun frowned, "How do you know I'm playing the piano here?"

"I came back from a date and passed by to see it." Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders, who would pass by a place where such a bird would look down on it and not want to fly when it was close to eleven o'clock at the end of December.

"Hey, are you reminiscing about your lost youth, or are you regretting dumping the man who spent Christmas Eve with you?" Mo Yiyun was a little uncomfortable with the suddenly dull atmosphere.

"Go back and change your clothes. You will be fined three drinks for being late." Qin Yang walked quickly, forgetting about the place full of memories.

"Then you've been scribbling for so long!" Mo Yiyun trotted behind, even if Qin Yang said to help him drink, he couldn't stop drinking.If you get drunk, Young Master Gong will get angry, and the consequences... Mo Xiaoshou only feels that the chrysanthemum is tight, and the Shiquan Dameng Membrane can hardly soothe his injured body and mind.