Baiyueguang professional account

Ling Han asked for leave in the middle of training and saw An Mo standing at the door dragging his suitcase, his heart couldn't stop beating in shock.

He strode over and grabbed An Mo's hand with a little force, which made An Mo gasp.

"Take it easy." An Mo turned his wrist and stared at him, not relaxing for a moment, "Even if we elope in this day and age, no one will chase us behind our backs, so you don't need to be in such a hurry."

Ling Han looked slightly condensed, "Where are you going?"

"Elope." An Mo was still in the mood to tease him.

Ling Han frowned, and his tone became more serious, "How could you elope without me?"

An Mo couldn't help laughing, "Although I'm teasing you, and you know I'm teasing you, I'm still very happy to see your reaction."

It's strange to say that he was obviously not in a good mood, but he ran all the way to see Ling Han, and within 2 minutes of getting along, An Mo was very happy...

Sure enough, love has a special magic.

"I was wondering just now whether falling in love will make people brainless." An Mo said to Ling Han: "You come out to meet me now and ignore the training, is it considered 'brainless'?"

The tall man frowned, his deep eyes were full of light, reflecting An Mo's handsome appearance.He pursed his thin lips tightly, as if he was dissatisfied with his relaxed attitude from left to right, but...

Who could really lose their temper with An Mo?

"Where are you going?" Ling Han tempered his temper, and his tone softened a lot: "I read the things on the Internet, I will solve it, you—"

"How do you solve it, let me hear it?" An Mo blinked and asked with interest.

Doesn't this look look like he was so shocked that he wanted to escape from the city?

Ling Han's worries were only a little more.

"We have a set of navy procedures, which are quite easy to use." Ling Han said: "We all know the truth, now as long as the voice of believing the truth is louder, Yue Tian is just a clown."

An Mo frowned suddenly, "What do you mean by his name?"

"Checked."

"Don't bark." Absolutely beautiful Wushuang's face was covered with a layer of seriousness, "I don't want to hear his name come out of your mouth."

There's no reason to be jealous.

The sun was scorching outside, and An Mo's cheeks were blushing from the sun. The guard couldn't stand it anymore, and he bluntly said that he was going to patrol and let them go into the guard's room to rest.

It is said to be patrolling, but it is actually walking around the building twice.

After An Mo entered the guard room, he looked up at the four corners of the hut.There is a camera at the door, and it can be seen through computer monitoring that the camera can only illuminate the triangle of the hut.

An Mo pulled Ling Han to a corner where he couldn't get out of the picture, and waved to him: "Keep your head down."

As if he had a premonition of what he was going to do, Ling Han's eyes froze, and his frown loosened as if touched by fire.

"it's here?"

An Mo blinked innocently: "Don't you want to?"

The turbulent affection in his eyes almost melted the cold.

When his lips were sealed, An Mo was still thinking, if he and Ling Han were the protagonists of a novel, they might also be like Yue Tian and Tang Yang, who would attract the attention of all the people, and everything they did would be the same. There are reasons to be found and countless supports.

In the past, when kissing, An Mo would close his eyes.

This time, after Ling Han closed his eyes, An Mo endured the moist and hot kiss, but with his eyes half-opened, his gaze was like a pen, carefully outlining Ling Han's proud eyebrows.

Familiarity is born in an instant, like falling snowflakes, which melt at the touch of a finger.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Han let go of An Mo, without hiding the worry deep in his eyes.

The person in front of him raised his hand, his white and jade-like fingers were long and slender, and touched his eyebrows and eyes with a hint of coolness in his body, then moved down, passed over the bridge of the nose, lips, and chin, and twirled on the Adam's apple until Ling Han moved his Adam's apple impatiently, and then An Mo smiled and withdrew his hand.

"I'll go home and stay for a few days." An Mo said, "City B is a very small city. Go home and spend time with your parents, and wait for the storm to pass."

"It's still because of this incident." Ling Leng said with a frown, "They made an inch of it."

"I'm not talking for anyone, but there should be only one 'he' in this matter..." Before Ling Han frowned again, An Mo explained: "Going home this time can be regarded as a small part of the plan, after all From the beginning to the end, I have no substantive evidence, but I am very accurate. Now I need to let the evidence come out and speak for me."

As smart as Ling Han, he guessed all of An Mo's plans almost instantly.

"Fire swallow?"

An Mo leaned forward, kissed the corner of his mouth, and praised vaguely: "Smart."

When withdrawing, he bit his chin unceremoniously.

"It will be about two months before I come back." An Mo's eyes were dark, and he smiled proudly, like a poisonous but extremely beautiful flower.

"If you win Huodun, I'll treat you to a 'big meal'."

City B is located in a water town in the northwest.

After getting off the plane, you have to take a boat to get to the center of the town. The town is almost surrounded by the river, surrounded by two-story gray and white buildings, which are quaint and famous tourist attractions in China.

As a local, An Mo has visited this small town all over since he was a child.

When I was young, the town center was still very empty, and the most prosperous place was the small buildings surrounding the river.Later, the tourism industry developed better and better, and the small town developed accordingly. Taller and taller buildings were built in the city center, and most of the locals lived in the city center, while the surrounding small independent buildings were only used for tourism. visit.

It was only when An Mo reached the center of the city that he called Mother An.

"What?!" Knowing that her son had come back suddenly, Mother An let out a surprise voice over there: "Are you back now? At the airport or where? Mom will pick you up, okay?"

Hearing his mother's voice, An Mo's heart was full of joy and excitement, but he didn't show it on his face, he just smiled and said, "I'm almost home, please pick me up at the door."

"Ah? So fast!" Mother An exclaimed, and immediately heard her yell: "No more beatings, no more beatings, my son is back, and I'm going home!"

"Why didn't Xiaoxie stop calling..."

"Hey, son is more important, go back quickly."

"Look at my good hand, I'm going to kong right now."

It turned out that I was playing mahjong with mahjong friends.

An Mo couldn't laugh or cry here, and said, "Don't break up, at least finish this round."

"Stop fighting, let's go." Mother Ann said happily: "Nothing is as important as my son. Mom will be home soon. Do you remember the fried crispy chicken? I passed by in a while, and Mom bought one. You'd better Love to eat."

An Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he responded bitterly.

Since childhood, his favorite meat dish is the crispy fried chicken in the small market.After the whole chicken is marinated with the secret sauce, it is not wrapped in noodles or bread crumbs, and it is directly fried in the oil pan, and the last fried one is sprinkled with dry ingredients, which is absolutely fragrant.

But those were all preferences before I got sick.

Hearing the crispy fried chicken now, he could only miss it, but he couldn't arouse the slightest appetite.

When the bus arrived, An Mo got off the bus and walked home with a suitcase.This area is all commercial buildings, and housing prices in small cities are cheap. Father An is a regular employee of Guogang in City B, and his salary is very good. In City B, An Mo's family can definitely be considered rich.

But it's useless to put it in a big city.

I took out the community magnetic card that I hadn't used for a long time from my bag, scanned the sign, and the door opened in response.

He swiped it a few more times, but the door still didn't open.Just when An Mo thought his magnetic card was broken, a woman's voice came from behind him.

"Oh, you haven't upgraded your magnetic card, have you? I'll swipe it and I'll swipe it, and then you can go to the property to upgrade the magnetic card."

An Mo thanked him, and as soon as he turned to one side, his arm was tightly grasped.

"Xiaomo!" The middle-aged woman was holding the bag, looking at An Mo in shock, the smile on her lips couldn't stop, "Oh! You're back, your parents are talking about you every day... this child, It's getting better and better, so handsome."

Seeing the woman's appearance clearly, An Mo was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, just like when he was a child, he called out: "Aunt Xu, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"

"It's pretty good. It's your Uncle Tang. You can eat and drink. You had a health check a few days ago, alcoholic liver..." Talking about homework, the woman sighed, and after opening the door of the community, she had to help An Mo carry the suitcase.

An Mo hurriedly stopped her, and put her vegetable bag on the suitcase behind her back, dragging her away.

Turning his head sideways to stare at the woman's face which was almost similar to Tang Yang's, An Mo felt a little regretful.

In the final analysis, childhood friendship is not easy to fake, and it is even more difficult to break it off.

Tang Yang's father and An Mo's father were colleagues who entered Guogang to work together, and they lived together at home. The relationship between the two is very good. Rao is now retired, and occasionally they get together to drink, eat barbecue and so on.

Even if the relationship with Tang Yang changes, it will not affect the friendship between the two of them.

The two families lived in two units in the same building. When they parted ways downstairs, Tang's mother pulled him and said reluctantly, "Come to my house tonight. Let's forget about dinner. I will give you a chance to reunite the three of you. After dinner, I will bring you Parents are here, I'll make some ice powder, the kind you like, definitely come over to eat."

An Mo smiled gently, "Okay, see you tonight, Aunt Xu."

It was difficult for him to refuse the elder's proposal.

When I got home, the house was empty.Ann's father may have gone fishing, and Ann's mother is on the way back.An Mo originally wanted to tidy up his room, but he didn't want to go in. Every place was very clean and nothing was messed up.

It can be seen that someone comes in to clean it every day, and they are very careful to keep the appearance when he left.

Bitterness arose in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that two years ago, because of anorexia, he had become a little cold-tempered. While being tormented by this mental illness, he tried to cover it up so that his parents would not know...

It was a tough time for him.

But thinking about it now, facing him who suddenly became moody, his parents would be even more sad.

The door rang a few times, An Mo was hanging clothes in the closet, when he heard the sound, he looked over.

Papa Ann came in with fishing gear, and while changing his shoes, he yelled into the house: "Honey! Look, I caught a big fish today. Let's eat sweet and sour tonight—"

When he raised his head, the young man standing in front of him made him freeze in place suddenly.

The corner of An Mo's mouth was smiling, but his eyes couldn't stop turning red. He suppressed the feeling of choking, and said, "Then let me make it tonight, sweet and sour fish, I'm very good at it."

Thousands of words, at the moment of meeting, it doesn't matter anymore.

The author has something to say: An Mo: Win fire swallow!

Ling Han: But there is a voice telling me that I must lose.

An Mo: Listen to me, win the fire!

Ling Han: Okay, we must win.

Fast-traveling game: alert alert, there are two questers attacking the protagonist in the same world, and they are not human anymore!

Because there is a plot to treat anorexia, I arranged for my son to go back to his hometown to rest (no)

I have a friend who suffered from mild anorexia due to weight loss. She described to me that her soul seemed to be split. Half of her told her to eat or not to eat and starved to death, and the other half was very stubborn and hard to let her eat...

I can't understand it, but just thinking about it makes me want to die OTZ contradictoryly. I hope everyone loses weight moderately, and don't diet to lose weight!