After not being a stand-in, I became a heartthrob

Ji Bowen fought with Gulu Gulu bubbling online for a few rounds. When he was tired from typing and took a break, he was woken up by the cold wind and realized that he had wasted too much time with this person.

Turn off the bib page, and the screen changes from light to dark.Ji Bowen tapped the keyboard to enter another interface.

This is an information exchange webpage shared by Peking University and the National Academy of Science and Technology. All kinds of discovery and correction information will be uploaded in time for reading.

Except for relevant personnel of the Institute of Science and Technology and teachers and students of Beijing, no one else can view this webpage.

He flicked the page and found the news of the data revision at the bottom right.

The news was released three hours ago, and the corrector was [Anonymous].

Ji Bowen lowered his head, unconsciously typing on the keyboard with his fingers.

How did Mo Xuzhi know about this?

Mo Xuzhi went back to his room and typed on his notebook for a while, feeling that his eyes were a little dry, so he fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already daylight.

Mo Xuzhi took out his phone to check the time, and just when he was about to turn it off, a message popped up with a transfer prompt.

[Creditor No. [-]: From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], I will be at the door of your ward]

Creditor No. [-] is his note to Luo Wenyun.

Mo Xuzhi sat up and looked at his phone again.

54:[-], still a little time.

Quickly went to the toilet to wash his face, Mo Xuzhi unfastened the opening of the hospital gown, and scanned the closet with his eyes.

Fortunately, he brought a few clothes here before.

His fingers had already touched the T-shirt, Mo Xu's hand stopped, and then he turned a corner abruptly, passed on a white shirt, and then put on an apricot-colored wool sweater.

Randomly grabbed two handfuls of hair, and smiled in front of the mirror. He changed from the sleepiness he had just woken up, and his smile was shy, revealing a naive air of ignorance of the world.

The smile was only for a moment, but Mo Xuzhi restrained it in an instant, operating the phone with one hand, and unscrewing the doorknob with the other hand.

Luo Wenyun, who was sitting on the sofa facing the door, heard the noise and only caught a glimpse of a figure. Before he could speak, the door closed again with a "snap".

Luo Wenyun: "..."

Mo Xuzhi leaned on the back of the door, habitually took out his trouser pocket, but found nothing, only the cell phone he had just put in was still in his pocket.

Eight forty-six.

There are still 1 minutes, no rush.

Migrant workers are the spirit of labor, and their working hours will never be more than one point.

nine o'clock sharp

There was another sound at the door of the ward, Luo Wenyun raised his head, and met a smiling face that suddenly appeared through the crack of the door.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, and his soft hair is smudged by the sun.

His face was shy and timid, and his smile was not ostentatious.

Youthful spirit comes out vigorously, and we are happy to go up.

Luo Wenyun was stunned for a moment, his brows and eyes moved slightly, and then his fingers trembled, and he returned to his previous appearance, and even sank a little more.

Mo Xuzhi didn't care about the man's dark face at all, he took the initiative to approach, bent down and touched his sleeve: "Mr. Luo, it's time to go."

Luo Wenyun raised his head and carefully looked at Mo Xuzhi's eyebrows and eyes, focusing on his light-colored pupils, trying to discern the real emotion in his eyes.

Contrary to what the gossip reporter said, it's not that Mo Xuzhi's acting skills are bad, on the contrary, his acting skills have reached the peak.

He had already reached an agreement with Mo Xuzhi a long time ago, he paid the money, and Mo Xuzhi would play Shen Le for a certain period of time according to the amount of money.

The Shen Le in his eyes before he had self-awareness.

Just like now, every movement he made after opening the door, every subtle expression, and even his clothes preference, all follow the image of Shen Le in his eyes.

Mo Xuzhi perfectly restored Shen Le with only a few words of his description.

The young man smiled and asked him, "Where are you going today?"

Luo Wenyun raised his hand to caress his cheek, his voice was still clear and cold:

"Go to the playground."

It seems that I don't think there is anything strange about saying "go to the playground" with this expression.

A cold feeling came from the side of his face, Mo Xuzhi's ears turned red, he didn't dodge, and said with a smile:

"it is good."

He's good at acting and very professional.

Luo Wenyun pinched the soft flesh under his hand.

It was so good that sometimes he couldn't tell whether it was acting or what Mo Xuzhi really had feelings for him.

The young man in front of him felt pain and patted his hand.

Luo Wenyun smiled, feeling a little happier.

"click"

The sound of the doorknob being dropped came from the side, and Mo Xuzhi turned his head slightly.

The young man in a wheelchair with a notebook on his lap was stunned for a moment when he saw the two of them, then averted his gaze.

Then he felt unnatural, so he nodded slightly to Mo Xuzhi as a greeting.

Sensing this little movement, Luo Wenyun raised his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to Mo Xuzhi, and said:

"time to go."

Mo Xuzhi pulled him to stand up, just about to let go, but found that he had been held backwards.

The slender fingers of the man beside him stroked his palm, and then forcefully passed through the gap between his fingers.

Fingers intertwined.

Mo Xuzhi's expression remained unchanged, and when he was pulled away by Luo Wenyun, he turned his head and smiled at Ji Bowen, and waved his other free hand in a small arc.

The smile is casual and loose, but it is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off it.

Ji Bowen's gaze fell on the interlocking hands of the two, then he lowered his head, fiddled with his wheelchair, and turned to leave.

Turning around the corridor, Mo Xuzhi shook the hands they held, raised his head and said with a smile:

"I want to send a message."

Luo Wenyun looked down at him for a while, smiled speciously, let go of his hand, leaned against the wall and watched Mo Xuzhi take out his cell phone solemnly.

Mo Xuzhi sent himself a message.

After sending it, he didn't put the phone back in his pocket, but just held it in his hand, still with that gentle and gentle look:

"Okay, we can go."

Luo Wenyun sneered, glanced at Mo Xuzhi's hand holding the phone, and walked in front of him.

Mo Xuzhi trotted to keep up.

The two went to the playground.

This is a newly opened playground with good publicity and a lot of people. Mo Xuzhi and Luo Wenyun had already put on masks in the hospital, and now they temporarily added peaked caps.

It seems that Luo Wenyun really just brought him here to play.

Wearing this attire, although the two of them haven't experienced many game items, they have played a lot. Mo Xuzhi is still sweating on his forehead.

Wearing a hat and a mask is a disaster on earth.

Asking Luo Wenyun to sit on the bench, Mo Xuzhi took off his hat and waved it in his hand, bringing a little cool breeze, and turned around to line up to buy ice cream.

Luo Wenyun sat on the bench, squinted at the crowds, and the amusement facilities behind the crowds, and finally fixed his eyes on Mo Xuzhi who was still queuing up to buy ice cream.

The woolen sweater he had taken off was still on his lap. The young man was only wearing a white shirt, and he could vaguely identify a narrow and thin figure. He was also white, and when the sun shone, he was like a walking luminous body.

Luo Wenyun saw a little girl behind Mo Xu saying something to him with a blushing face, Mo Xuzhi smiled, the smile was a little weak, he shook his head, put the hat on his head again, said a few words and then resumed turn around.

Turning around halfway, I noticed Luo Wenyun's eyes. He paused first, and then he had a big smiling face, which was dazzling.

It's completely different from the light smile he gave the little girl just now.

Luo Wenyun narrowed his eyes and turned his head, feeling a little happier.

This is his first time to the playground, and he feels pretty good.

As soon as Luo Wenyun turned his head away, Mo Xuzhi took out his phone and checked the time.

eleven forty

There are 10 minutes left and I'm off work today.

"What are you looking at?"

Someone touched the mask, and an ice cream came into view and was handed to him.

Luo Wenyun looked up and saw that Mo Xuzhi was holding ice cream in both hands, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Those beautiful eyes are full of my own reflection.

Out of nowhere, Luo Wenyun asked:

"What is our relationship now?"

Mo Xu was taken aback.

Luo Wenyun saw that his ears were slowly turning red, the color was like a peach, and it looked delicious.

Mo Xuzhi didn't answer, and sat next to Ji Bowen, slowly nibbling on the ice cream.

The more you eat, the redder your ears will become.

Luo Wenyun sneered and didn't bring up the matter again.

Mo Xuzhi's ears were red, and his face was calm and unwavering.

Luo Wenyun's money is not so easy to get. Although it is only 50, it is not so easy.

Luo Wenyun's attitude and positioning towards Shen Le have been changing. Last time they were just good friends, but now they have become an ambiguous relationship.

There is no script, no predetermined lines and no small theater, everything depends on improvisation.

Luo Wenyun said, "Come here."

Mo Xuzhi tilted his head, his mouth still kept moving.

Luo Wenyun took off the tiny broken leaves on the top of the young man's head, looked at the other's swollen cheeks, and said in a low voice:

"It's time for us to be together."

Mo Xuzhi's face suddenly turned red.

"I……"

Luo Wenyun smiled faintly, his light gray pupils concealed all his emotions, like an experienced hunter patiently watching his prey fall into a trap.

"I, that..."

Mo Xuzhi also smiled, his eyes met Luo Wenyun's without hesitation, the blush on his face and ears instantly disappeared, he said,

"It's time, I should get off work."