two worlds fall

Mo Xi has never thought that it is such a wonderful thing to be close to the dream. Mo Shu's parents are not at home, and he is sitting on the small table on the balcony reading a book. There are several sheets of drawing paper scattered on the slightly messy table.

"You..." Mo Xi wanted to say hello, but he became even more nervous for no reason, especially after seeing the other person's gaze shifting towards him, he was almost speechless, so he calmed down a little, and walked away with big strides Pull out the chair in front of him and sit down.

Mo Shu smiled slightly, got up and poured water for him.

"Hey, hey, that, forget it... I don't need it." Mo Xi paused, stood up and held him back, "I... I'm just curious, I didn't mean to disturb you, so don't bother."

Mo Shu turned his head to look at him, lowered his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth, then returned to his seat and sat down.

"What do you want to know?" He tapped the table with his fingertips, and began to look at Mo Xi meaningfully.

"It's just..." Moxi scratched her head, and wanted to say why I often dream about you, and you are the same, but after thinking about it, she felt that this was too straightforward, saying these words to a stranger, I always feel like I didn't sleep well in the morning and I was nervous.

"You are exactly the same as I remembered." Mo Shu didn't wait for him to speak, picked up the portrait on the table and looked at it carefully, her voice became deeper and deeper, "You are still so beautiful, fourth brother. "

What?Mo Xi stared at Mo Shu dumbfounded. After a long time, her mind still didn't turn the corner from the shock.

"Didn't you just want to ask me where I am?" Mo Shu's voice was even more ethereal in the silent house, he squinted at Mo Xi, and slowly turned the paper in his hand to show him.

The portrait on the paper is indeed Mo Xi, but it is clearly the Mo Xi of the period of ancient costumes. His starry eyes are slightly rippling, and his black eyebrows are slanting into his temples. Just a posture of sitting on a rockery, the moment of freezing also carries A taste of allure.

"You, you, you..." Mo Xi was so nervous that he stuttered, he glanced at the painting in his hand, then pointed at the other person and took a deep breath, "You have seen me."

Mo Shu smiled unpredictably, "You come to see me downstairs at my house every night, but I didn't notice, how stupid you must be."

"Ah?" Mo Xi suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he said that, he scratched his head and sat down next to Mo Shu, "First of all, I'm not a voyeur, I just have some inexplicable dreams recently, And you..."

"It just happens to be the same as me, even the name is the same." Mo Shu interrupted him and said to himself: "If I say that I also had the same dream, would you believe it?"

"Ah." Mo Xi's eyes widened, she looked at Mo Shu dully and answered stupidly, "What did you dream about me?"

Mo Shu's expression froze suddenly, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "It's just... just some dreams."

Mo Xi was a little depressed by the other party's sudden blushing. He scratched his hair and didn't think about it. He was still stunned by this incredible phenomenon and couldn't say anything. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what to say. Finally, Simply fell silent.

Does the dream world really exist?He clenched his fist and let it go slowly. Mo Shu next to him didn't speak, but looked sideways at the portrait in front of him, which was out of focus, but even so, they didn't feel awkward between them, just like the kind of people who had been together for a long time. There is only an atmosphere that is familiar, and there is no violation of the familiar.

"Then, I'll go back first." Mo Xi sat for a while, then stood up embarrassingly and began to say goodbye.

Mo Shu kept tilting his head and didn't respond. After a while, he hummed unhurriedly. Mo Xi didn't care about his attitude, and said hello again before turning and walking towards the door.

"If you are free, can you come and accompany me?" Just as Mo Xi was about to close the door, Mo Shu said again slowly, the voice was not loud, but it reached his ears very clearly.

"Okay." Mo Xi just pondered for a while, and immediately agreed.

The clouds outside the sky became brighter and brighter, and there was a circle of golden borders floating on the edge of the light gray clouds. Occasionally, there were cicadas' cries from afar from the branches of the roadside.

This is the season when I get close to Mo Shu.

Mo Xi hasn't contacted them since the day they separated from Hu Yao. Even if the other party calls to ask him out, he can always come up with various reasons to refuse.

Mo Shu, who stays at home every day, seems to have no friends, and spends most of his time sitting on the balcony reading. His mother brews medicine for him every day, and every time Mo Xi goes to his house, he can smell a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Perhaps because of the dream, Mo Shu is also very dependent on him, and what impressed Mo Xi the most was a nap.

At that time, he was sitting next to him playing games, but Mo Shu, who was sleeping, suddenly grabbed the quilt and became uneasy, frowning and crying, Mo Xi was startled, his mother went to the street to buy watermelons, He didn't know whether to wake him up or what to do, and after hesitating for a long time, he reached out and patted his shoulder to try to wake him up.

"Mo Xi." Mo Shu didn't fully wake up from the dream when he opened his eyes in a daze. He hugged his waist and kept crying, and finally the clothes around his waist were wet from his crying.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mo Xi couldn't comfort others, not to mention he didn't know what happened, so he could only touch his shoulder and keep persuading him.

After crying for a while, Mo Shu relaxed. He wiped away his tears and slowly sat up on the bed. The memory in his brain gradually overlapped with the reality. After he sniffed, he felt a little embarrassed, but before he could speak, Mo Xi got up and went out.

He slowly pulled out a tissue to wipe his face, not long after, Mo Xi came in from the outside with a basin of water.

"Wash your face." Mo Xi wrung out the handkerchief and handed it to him, glanced at him and said nothing.

After Mo Shu took the handkerchief, he just lowered his head and wiped his face. He is not too embarrassed to look at Mo Xi now, a big man is crying like a Lin Daiyu, he is ashamed and thrown to his grandma's house.

Mo Xi was quite quiet, sat next to him and played games for a while, then suddenly teased him, "In my dreams you were always so domineering, why did you become so cowardly in real life, your style of painting is completely wrong ah."

Mo Shu was laughed at by the other party and didn't make any more sound. His chin was very sharp, and the transparent water stains fell drop by drop along that arc.

Mo Xi stopped playing games, and just kept looking at him like this. In his eyes, Mo Shu always had a very sad background. The side of his face was soft and messy, and his eyelashes were halfway down. A blockbuster of incomprehensible feelings.

So he reached out and picked up a lock of his hair, twisted it around his fingertips, and asked, "Where did you get this hair, and you don't go out?!"

Mo Shu was subconsciously touched by him when he asked, and then he lowered his head and replied: "My cousin is a hairdresser, she likes to make troubles, so I don't care about her."

"Oh." Mo Xi nodded, smiled suddenly, lowered her head on his shoulder and said, "Actually, I've always been curious, why do you always blush every time I ask you what you dream about me?"

Mo Shu didn't respond, but from Mo Xi's angle, he soon saw that his face was blushing up to his neck.

"Look, it's coming again." Mo Xi pointed at the back of his neck exaggeratedly, and after a while, seeing that he didn't make a sound, he folded his hands and hummed, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, anyway, I will always Dreamed about."

The air froze slightly at this moment, and Mo Shu's body trembled from the shock of his words, he paused for a long time, but still lowered his head and did not speak.

Mo Xi was feeling strange, but suddenly found that Mo Shu had been holding on to the quilt in his hand, so tight that it was almost embedded in those raised folds.

"Mo Shu." Startled by his action, Mo Xi patted him on the back again, but suddenly found that the other's whole body was trembling unbearably.

More than half a month later, the university that Mo Xi was admitted to started. Fortunately, it was in Yunze City. After the military training, he chose to study outside.

Freshman classes were scheduled very slowly, and the weather started to turn cold afterwards, so Mo Xi never went to see Mo Shu again.

Hu Yao was not admitted, but chose the junior college of this school. Compared with them, the course was much easier. When the weekend was off, he called his former friends to hang around.

Several times, Mo Xi followed them through the alley of Mo Shu's house, but because Mo Shu had never contacted him since he started school, the phone number he had given him had never even sent a text message, and Mo Xi had never I was ashamed to look for him again, and every time I raised my leg and wanted to go in, I retreated.

In a flash of time, it was Christmas. Their school held a large-scale song and dance party in a lively manner. All the teachers and students in the school yelled at the beauties on the stage all night. As soon as it was over, Mo Xi was caught by Hu Yao and the others at the hot pot restaurant. start drinking.

This hot pot restaurant is quite famous, and there are always queues for equal signs every day. The decoration of the store is average, but it has been open for many years, and its reputation and taste have not changed, so there are more and more customers. Use Hu Yao's The adjective says it is from dawn to dark.

I don't know how long I drank it, anyway, Mo Xi finally got a headache that was dying, and just when he was trying to find an excuse, the phone rang in time.

"Hello, Mom?" Mo Xi didn't see the notification of the call, thinking that no one would call him at this time, based on the usual time, he guessed that it was his mother who urged someone to come.

There was a pause on the phone, and it took a long time before someone answered, "It's me."

"Ah?" Mo Xi was slightly taken aback, and took a look at the phone, and the name displayed was actually Mo Shu.

"Are you free now?" Mo Shu asked again.

"Ah...?" Mo Xi was dizzy and couldn't answer for a long time. Mo Shu waited there for a while, and was about to hang up when he saw that he didn't speak, but Mo Xi suddenly woke up at this moment, and quickly Hold the phone for a few times.

"You're leaving now." Hu Yao looked at Mo Xi's movement of picking up his coat, and questioned him with rounded eyes.

"Yes, my mother urged me." He didn't bother to explain, waved at his brothers and rushed out.

The wind on the street was very strong, and the moment Mo Xi stepped out, the scarf on his chest was immediately lifted up.He raised his hand and pressed it, then took out the hat from his coat pocket and put it on again.

It was not easy to stop a bus at this time, so he had to wait on the side of the road for more than half an hour and had to take the bus. At this moment, the streets were full of couples, even on the bus. He rushed to the downstairs of Mo Shu's house in a hurry.

Thinking that he couldn't go up empty-handed, he went back to buy some food before going up and knocking on the door. Mo Xi didn't know why he was so excited, anyway, when he heard Mo Shu's voice, his wine completely sobered up.Even rolling and crawling to this side is full of energy.

The door opened, the light in the room was dim, and Mo Shu was wearing a pajamas and sitting in a wheelchair waiting for him.

"You're home alone." Mo Xi changed his shoes and swept the house. Apart from the sound of the TV in the living room, there was no movement in the house.

"My mom and dad went to grandma's house, it's too far away and I don't want to go." Mo Shu lazily rowed his wheelchair to the living room, and he seemed to be thinner than when Mo Xi met last time, his skin was so pale It looks a little weird in the light.

"Oh." Mo Xi nodded and walked in behind him, and put the things he bought on the coffee table along the way.

"Did you buy this?" Mo Shu saw it as soon as he turned his head. He raised his eyebrows and leaned over to look. There were some fruits and some snacks. Said: "Actually, I quite like to eat this, but my mother won't let me eat it."

Mo Xi was silent for a while, and then took off his coat and put it on the sofa after a murmur. He really didn't know how to answer Mo Shu's words, so he could only perfunctory.

Mo Shu didn't say anything else, just threw the bag of olives back and changed the subject, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, you just finished eating when you called." Mo Xi patted his stomach, indicating that he was full.

Mo Shu smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and then turned his head to watch the TV intently. They didn't talk so much when they were together, perhaps because they were used to such an environment, the scene of both of them staring at the TV seemed quite harmonious.

Mo Xi didn't come home tonight, he and Mo Shu slept together, because the air conditioner was turned on, so the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and when the lights were turned off, it was pitch black.

Because neither of them spoke, Mo Xi fell asleep within 2 minutes of leaning against the pillow.

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