The days of frying CP with the enemy

The dim streetlights were softly shining down, dotted with stars, dust flying around the lights, like countless little fireflies accompanying the man.Outside the fence, inside the fence, two men looked at each other.

He Xingci was completely awake, and leaned on the fence: "Why are you here!"

Mo Ran shook his phone, it was the message "I miss you" that He Xingci sent him:

"Because you miss me."

The secret love in high school did not come to a good result, and the rebellious factor buried in the two of them was on the verge of breaking out. He Xingci climbed up the fence, stepping on the pointed iron fence with the soles of his feet, "Hey..." The moment he jumped down, the ink burned. Steadily caught him.

Wrapped in familiar and relieved taste.

So happy.

He grabbed Mo Ran's thin clothes, the windbreaker he gave him, put on a neat mask and hat for him, and looked around secretly: "There is a hotel nearby, do you know?"

The ink burned for a moment: "I know, I saw it when I came." Could it be that his Xingci wanted to tell him...

"Let's open the room!"

Boss Mo's face blushed: "Nai, nai, I'll ask Uncle Su to open up the room for us."

On the way to go, Mo Ran was nervous and almost turned the corner, thinking a lot.There should be such a thing in the hotel, right?He had it in the small hotel nine years ago, and it must be in the big hotel.

to the hotel.

Get the room card prepared by Uncle Su for them, and hurry up to get along with the two-person world of the two of them.

"Can you sing? I'm going to learn to sing Peking Opera in the theater today. Let me show you a part. They say I can sing well!"

That's right, they didn't do anything, they just chatted on the bed under a small thin quilt.

He Xingci stretched out his palm in puzzlement and shook it in front of the downcast Mo Ran. Seeing that his eyes were downcast, he couldn't help asking: "Are you too tired, or would you go to bed earlier?"

He worked hard to get back by plane.

Heard the phrase "open room".

Everything is ready.

In the end, it was just a pure chat under the quilt to discuss the issue of shooting programs during the day? !

Mo Ran didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

Xiao Luoluo returned to his usual demeanor. He shook his head, suppressed his emotions, and calmly looked at the man who was as hot as fire: "I'm not tired, I want to hear you sing."

He Xingci kicked up his legs halfway, and showed the appearance of the day in front of Mo Ran again with great emotion, and was praised and touched by the big silly dog. Xiao He was so satisfied that he flew up, and Mo Ran praised him, winning But there are countless others.

He suddenly remembered something, crawled to the end of the bed with a bowed body, looked through the phone album for a long time, "I found it."

Mo Ran leaned over curiously, pressed his head on his shoulder, and walked restlessly on his back, with a soft and gentle voice:

"I found something, let me see."

He Xingci enjoyed Mo Ran's hand stroking his back very much. When he was a child, he liked to be scratched on his back to fall asleep. When he couldn't sleep, He's mother always did this. As time passed, this person became Mo Ran.He magnifies the blurred light and shadow in the picture with both hands:

"The night you stayed at my house, I seemed to hear someone say that they went to my concert, is it this time?"

The photos he keeps are from Fanpaihuitu.

This picture caused a lot of commotion at the time. Although the face could not be seen clearly, as the saying goes, blur brings beauty. The exquisite outline, side face and body shape killed countless boys and girls in seconds. For a time, I frantically searched for information about this person on the Internet, but in the end it ended in vain. , probably no one would think that this person is Mo Ran.

No one would think about that.

He Xingci will keep this picture for so long.

It can be said that it is instinctive.

Mo Ran's hand went from his back to his head, and he didn't deny it: "It's indeed me, it's so blurry, you can still recognize it." His words were full of joy.

There are still things that can't be hidden, so let's be proud.

He Xing said goodbye and lay on his arm, the back of his neck was itchy because of the ink burning, and the itching spread from his neck to his whole body:

"Be a little confident about my liking for you, okay? Even if you turn into ashes, I will recognize you."

The man hummed.

"Star speech."

"Ok?"

"Remember the scar on my waist?"

He Xingci remembers, remembers clearly.He saw that there were scars on the waist and legs of such a perfect Mo Ran, and his surprise was indispensable.It's more distressing, every wound on Mo Ran's body will make He Xingci want to love him even more.

He doesn't say love easily.

It's like burning ink.

But once you say it, there is no going back.

He turned around, exchanging ambiguous breaths with Mo Ran within close distance, his long eyelashes were almost close together, he whispered, as if he was afraid of breaking the stability of whispering and exchanging secrets at this moment:

"remember."

"Not long after I transferred to high school, I ran into you on the road a few times, and you often walked into a corner. That day, you also walked in. But there was someone behind you.

He has a knife.You probably walked a long way without hearing the voice behind you.When I questioned him, he stabbed me and ran away.After a few days in the hospital, I came out and found someone to have two of his arms and one leg disabled.He was arranged by your brother. "

He Xingci tried to think of many reasons, but it was definitely not this one.

His nose was sore, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

He knew it was too unmanly, but he couldn't help it.

How much did Mo Ran do for himself, why didn't he know anything?His sharp words and heartless behavior in the past were like taking a sharp knife to gouge out his heart.

Mo Ran knew that He Xingci would feel guilty, so he reached out and wiped the tears on his face, watching him cry was more uncomfortable than himself: "Fool, what's the point of crying. I didn't intend to tell you, but you asked before Tell my story about the scar."

He Xingci's face was covered with tears, and Mo Ran's appearance became blurred, so he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off.

Not only do you know where the "scar" on Mo Ran's body came from.

"So you knew early on that Chu Yunjue had bad intentions for me, right?"

"Yes." Mo Ran scratched his back, "You are so impulsive, and I didn't tell you about my relationship with you at that time."

It's really cheap for his cheap brother, He Xingci was unwilling, "You have to tell me this kind of thing in the future, you are such a stupid dog, what kind of thing is secretly in your heart, how can I feel it?"

Mo Ran: "I don't feel it now, besides, I never showed it, you still like me early."

"Who, who said that I liked you a long time ago, I was after you confessed."

"Oh? Didn't you eat Yu Zhenqi's jealousy?"

Sure enough... the stinky guy has already seen it, since you want to bring it up, don't blame me for being unkind!

He arched his nose, his eyes were red, and he looked like an annoyed rabbit about to bite: "Well, you, I saw it earlier, and I still don't know that Yu Zhenqi. I have never seen you refuse."

The ink burns neither salty nor weak: "That's why I'm jealous."

"Yeah, what's the matter with being jealous, I just love to eat, you don't care, I'm not only jealous of Yu Zhenqi, but also of Xu Ying." The silly boy huffed.

The silly dog ​​didn't understand: "Xu Ying? I have nothing with her."

"You don't have anything with her, but you didn't realize that she really wants to have something?" He Xing said seriously and started digging up old scores, "A few years ago, I stayed in a hotel with you, and I saw her late at night. There are few clothes to knock on your door."

Mo Ran ran through his mind quickly, which day was it, and He Xingci and Xu Ying were in the same hotel?In his impression, he had never been with He Xingci, but Xu Ying once, he couldn't help laughing:

"She knocked on the door, but I didn't open it."

He Xing's words stuck in his throat, "You know about this?"

"I know. I left something with her, it's very important, so please come and deliver it when she is free."

"Then why don't you open the door..."

"I happened to be away on the day she came to see her off."

"But she wears very little!"

"...Girls wear cool clothes in summer, and you can't lose your mind just because of the smell of vinegar." President Mo nodded someone's forehead, and smiled for a while, not saying it was wrong.

It shows that he really has his own in his heart.

I still remember things from so long ago.

Finally understanding the misunderstanding during the period, He Xingci wanted to get under the quilt in embarrassment, and no one could look at him.

God, what did he show?Careful?Jealousy?Noticed everything about him early on?

While absconding in the dog-planing style, wrapped in a quilt, he was grabbed by a big dog, holding his feet and having no ability to resist.

He Xingci was about to cry: "Master Mo, please let me go, I want to sleep, if I continue talking, I don't know how to behave."

Big Gouzi's warm body surrounded him, and within a few minutes, the clothes turned smelly to the touch, and the black and white long sleeves overlapped on the ground, creating a strange sense of beauty in the chaos.

The silly Gouzi hugged Xiao Zhamao's waist, and started the war between the big Gouzi and the big wild cat.

For a while, the dog went up, and for a while, the wild cat got off. It rolled several times on the huge bed, and finally the big wild cat was suppressed underneath.

The big wild cat stretched out its paws to cover its eyes, and was breathing very rapidly. People who didn't know it would think that the cat was sick.

And Gouzi's movements are gentle to rough, and he looks like two different people.

The two cat legs of the big wild cat swung and swung, and were pressed down by the dog.

The wild cat meows as the final full stop.

Gouzi is like a perpetual motion machine, with continuous energy, tossing until four o'clock in the morning, and fell asleep with the cat in his arms.

In the morning of the next day, He Xingci woke up with the alarm clock he had set last night in a daze.There was a nausea churning in his stomach, and he would feel very uncomfortable if he didn't get enough sleep. In addition, the "cat dog fight" last night lasted until more than four o'clock, and he had to get up and go back to the dormitory after sleeping for three hours.

"Hmm..." He Xingci rubbed his temples with difficulty and sat up. He was dumbfounded by the mirror that came from nowhere and was placed in the entrance.

The people around him were still sleeping soundly, with relaxed brows, like a defenseless child.

Yes, he himself is one year younger than himself.

But he always tolerated himself in many things.

He Xingci secretly kissed him on the cheek.

This is his, brother Mo.

After secretly pooing to Brother Mo in his sleep, he supported his trembling legs and landed lightly on the ground.

The inner thighs were bruised one after another.

Not just thighs.

Annoyed, he looked at the unsightly bruises around his collarbone in front of the mirror, and his skin, which used to be as white as snow, was now "destroyed".

His ears were hot.