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Xu Zhi admits that besides being a complete pervert, he is also a person with a very bad personality.

Zhou Mu said once in the morning that he was hungry, but in the morning Xu Zhi was too busy to be shocked, coupled with a bit of revenge that he didn't want to admit, he made Zhou Mu hungry all day.

When he took Zhou Mu to the hospital for an examination, he happened to find that there was a rice noodle in Wen Shuyao's office, so he made it his own lunch.

But the situation at this time is that Zhou Mu has no relatives and no money, and the whole world only knows one Xu Zhi, but Xu Zhi doesn't care about him when he is full.

Now Xu Zhi's ears really burned.

"Then you..." Xu Zhi coughed pretendingly, turned his back and didn't look at Zhou Mu, and asked falteringly, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"It's all right." Zhou Mu replied.

Then I didn't know if it was intentional, and I emphasized it again, "I'm so hungry, I've been... since morning."

"Shut up!" Xu Zhi interrupted him, not letting him continue.

After finishing speaking, he didn't care whether Zhou Mu followed him or not, and quickly went to the porridge shop he often went to.

But Xu Zhi still heard it, and Zhou Mu seemed to be smiling as he followed.

The porridge was spread in the community, very close to Xu Zhi's apartment, and the taste was not bad, so this place became Xu Zhi's first choice for eating.

The owner of the porridge shop is a very kind middle-aged man, he can be regarded as the only person Xu Zhi knows well in this community.

Xu Zhi actually doesn't remember people very much, but the owner of the porridge shop is very distinctive. There is a cyan birthmark the size of a fingernail on the corner of his right eye, so Xu Zhi remembered the boss's appearance when he first came here.

Xu Zhi led Zhou Mu into the store. The boss was holding a wooden tong to pack fried dough sticks for the customers. When he saw them coming in, he nodded politely.

It may be because Xu Zhi brought a stranger, the boss didn't chat with Xu Zhi as usual, but just asked Xu Zhi, "What do you want?"

"One oatmeal porridge, one steamed shrimp dumpling." Xu Zhi ordered the meal, and added, "It's better to pack."

"Sorry," the boss wiped his hand on the apron, and smiled apologetically at Xu Zhi, "There are no more steamed dumplings."

Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then compromised and said, "Then just porridge."

"Two copies," Zhou Mu suddenly came forward and said to the boss, "Please."

Then he turned his head to look at Xu Zhi, and said honestly, "One serving is not enough."

"Ah," Xu Zhi really didn't expect this to happen, he blinked in a daze, and said to the boss, "Two copies."

After finishing speaking, he became upset again, what does Zhou Mu mean, if you want to eat two servings, just tell him no, it seems that he deliberately does not make people full.

"Okay." The boss nodded, quickly packed the package and handed it to them, and politely said to go slowly.

Xu Zhi took the packing box and went out without waiting for Zhou Mu.

He took Zhou Mu back home, and they were in Wen Shuyao's hospital all day today. They didn't have time to buy the second person's daily necessities, so after entering the door, Zhou Mu was still barefoot.

Xu Zhi turned on the porch light, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and said to Zhou Mu, "These are Shuyao's, you should wear them first."

Zhou Mu was already about to put on his shoes, but he paused after hearing this, and then continued to step on the floor with his bare feet.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhi changed his shoes and straightened up, asking Zhou Mu.

"Tell me," Zhou Mu confirmed with Xu Zhi, "are these Dr. Wen's shoes?"

"Yes." Xu Zhi nodded.

"Then I won't wear them." Zhou Mu didn't know what was going on, and refused to wear Wen Shuyao's shoes. Before Xu Zhi could speak again, he walked into the room and sat on the sofa.

Xu Zhi looked at him in bewilderment, and it took him a long time to realize that he was bewildered by Zhou Mu.

"Whether you like to wear it or not," Xu Zhi said, "It's fine not to wear it."

He thought angrily in his heart, maybe when he got up tomorrow morning, Zhou Mu would go back and forth again, who cares whether he wears shoes or not.

Zhou Mu sat on the sofa, turned his head to look at him, and asked again in a very unwilling tone, "Is it really Dr. Wen's?"

"Is it his or yours?" Xu Zhi walked over with two boxes of porridge and ignored him.

He sat on the sofa, took out a light yellow disposable spoon from the packing bag and handed it to Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu took the spoon and didn't speak any more. He lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, as if he was angry.

Xu Zhi thought, if Zhou Mu has been living in the real world, he should be the type who wants to have what he wants. No one will make him unhappy, and no one dares to make him angry.

So he felt that Zhou Mu looked pitiful at this moment.

Xu Zhi pouted, but still asked him, "Why don't you wear Shuyao's shoes?"

"What do you think?" Zhou Mu looked up at him, his tone as if Xu Zhi should know.

"Who cares why?" Xu Zhi muttered, but he still kept an eye on the subtle expressions on Zhou Mu's face, trying to find the reason.

Zhou Mu looked at him calmly, and let him look openly.

Xu Zhi looked at Zhou Mu, and a somewhat outrageous idea gradually emerged.

In the animal world, some newborn chicks will push other siblings out of the nest in order to monopolize their mother. Could Zhou Mu be...

Got that damned possessive desire for him.

Xu Zhi blinked and shivered, a little disgusted by his own assumptions, so he stopped asking.

"Eat quickly," Xu Zhi changed the subject.

Zhou Mu looked at him blankly for a few seconds, then nodded.

Xu Zhi: "..."

Zhou Mu seemed to be born lacking in curiosity, he didn't continue to ask, but lifted the lid of the transparent packaging box, and handed Xu Zhi a spoon.

The half of what Xu Zhi said was completely ignored by Zhou Mu.

"No, don't you have anything to ask me?" Xu Zhi stared at Zhou Mu without losing sight.

"No," Zhou Mu ate the porridge, "Do you have something to ask me?"

Xu Zhi was so blocked that he couldn't get up and down. The topic just now hadn't ended yet, so he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"Eat quickly," Zhou Mu pushed the lunch box towards Xu Zhina, "It's going to be cold in a while."

Xu Zhi didn't have a big appetite. He ate rice noodles at Wen Shuyao's in the afternoon, so he wasn't too hungry right now, so he ignored Zhou Mu's words.

Zhou Mu squinted his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, he asked Xu Zhi with an unbelievable expression, "Have you eaten?"

Xu Zhi blinked, thinking of his way of eating alone behind Zhou Mu's back, his momentum suddenly weakened, but he still shouted stubbornly, "Am I this kind of person!"

"Then why don't you eat?" Zhou Mu asked.

Xu Zhi gave a fake cough, turned his head away from looking at him, and muttered that you don't need to worry about it.

So Zhou Mu ignored him, put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said in a cool and dissatisfied tone, "I must have eaten it."

Xu Zhi was completely annoyed by Master Zhou Mu's tone at this time. He looked at the other party eating the porridge expensively, he was very angry, and moved the porridge bowl domineeringly.

Zhou Mu looked up at him, and asked him what was wrong with his eyes.

"Who allowed you to talk to me like this?" Xu Zhi said.

Xu Zhi stared at Zhou Mu, and told Zhou Mu the rules he had decided unilaterally, "When you talk to me, you must be respectful and your tone..."

"Xu Zhi." Zhou Mu interrupted Xu Zhi.

"What?" Xu Zhi asked reflexively.

Zhou Mu suddenly put down his spoon and approached Xu Zhi. He didn't seem to know any social etiquette, so he got so close that Xu Zhi could count his short and hard eyelashes.

Zhou Mu looked at Xu Zhi, and said slowly, "Your eyes are so bright."

Zhou Mu didn't seem to know any communication skills either. He was talking about eating porridge just now, but suddenly he talked about Xu Zhi's appearance.

"Has anyone ever told you," Zhou Mu continued, "You look good."

When he spoke, the hot air sprayed on the side of Xu Zhi's face, a little itchy, Xu Zhi's Adam's apple moved, but did not move away.

Realizing what Zhou Mu was saying, Xu Zhi bit the tip of his tongue nervously, accusing him fiercely, "Why are you like this!"

Just talk, what are you doing so close.

As if hearing what Xu Zhi was saying, Zhou Mu pursed his lips and smiled, then leaned back again, "What kind?"

Xu Zhi felt that he seemed to be a little lustful at this time, and his mind was not clear, so he stopped talking.

"Then I'll tell you carefully." Zhou Mu took out a tissue and put it on the table, put the spoon on it, and answered Xu Zhi's last question.

"I don't wear Wen Shuyao's slippers." Zhou Mu said.

"Why?" Xu Zhi asked.

"No matter what it is, I only accept things related to Xu Zhi," Zhou Mu said, "I only recognize Xu Zhi."

"Others can't." Zhou Mu added.

What he said was taken for granted, as if his trust and acceptance of Xu Zhi was unquestionable and inherently reasonable.

Xu Zhi's heart beat fast, he dodged Zhou Mu's eyes, lowered his head quickly, and kept calming his emotions.

"And before that?" Xu Zhi lowered his head and asked softly, "Before that, who were you?"

"No one," Zhou Mu said, "As a character in a novel, my life began when I opened my eyes and saw you."

His voice was a little low, and he said at a slow pace, "I'm just Zhou Mu."

These were two sentences that couldn't be more ordinary, but Zhou Mu said them very seriously, which made these two sentences a little more serious.

Xu Zhi looked up at the central air conditioner, the green light was on, indicating that it was operating normally, but he felt a little hot for no reason.

So he pushed the porridge in front of Zhou Mu, "You can sleep in the living room."

Then he ran away quickly.