Wu Shang

"Uncle, I love you, can you accept me?" Shang Mozhi's voice was heavy and magnetic.

"I..." Wu Zhicuo's mind was in turmoil, and a kind of complicated feeling that never existed rose from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly discovered that Shang Mozhi's place in his heart was already more important than he imagined, so that now he couldn't decisively push away the person on his body - he was afraid that Shang Mozhi would leave forever, he I know I really like him.I like a man, a man who is so much smaller than me!

"Uncle, uncle..." Shang Mozhi called out affectionately over and over again, he just wanted to quickly take this person in front of him as his own and hide it, so that no one could touch it except himself.He wanted to feel him right away, to be one with him right away, desire and possessiveness welling up in him endlessly.

Wu Zhicuo's reason and emotion were struggling violently in his mind, making him miserable in the entanglement.He would rather be forced by Shang Mozhi at this moment than he can choose, so that he can have an excuse to let the situation develop, he can be irresponsible, and he can deceive himself.

But now... the choice is in his hands, and his choice at this moment will determine his relationship with Shang Mozhi in the future.

Shang Mozhi looked at Wu Zhicuo in pain and felt sorry for him, but he couldn't wait any longer, he had to take him down, only in this way could he occupy him logically.

"Uncle, let's be together, from now on...forever." Shang Mozhi guided, confusing Wu Zhicuo's mind wave after wave.

Wu Zhicuo thinks this way, sinks like this, let Shang Mozhi manipulate...

Shang Mozhi's actions became more and more excessive.

Do you really want to agree, can you really do this?Wu Zhicuo asked himself over and over again in his heart, he was not the same as he never was, can he be with so many same-sex people who are as small as himself?

"Ah!" The sudden touch under his body made Wu Zhichao unable to hold back his voice, it turned out that Shang Mozhi had already touched his front.

Shang Mozhi continued to move, and his breath became more and more unstable, and gradually became uncontrollable. He knew that he wanted this person, very much!

Just as he was plundering the city, a pair of hands suddenly stopped him, Shang Mozhi froze for a moment, and frowned slightly.

"Don't... no, it can't be like this," Wu Zhicuo said with tears in his eyes, "it can't be like this, we can't be like this."

"Uncle, are you going to reject me?"

"I...I..." Wu Zhicuo didn't know what to say.

"We can't do this." This is the answer that Wu Zhichao told him rationally, and he directly relayed it to Shang Mozhi, not daring to add a little self-emotion.

"Uncle," Shang Mozhi kissed him tenderly on the cheek, "There is nothing impossible, you have feelings for me too, don't you?"

"It's wrong for us to be like this." Wu Zhicuo's normal life path should be to have a suitable woman at the right age, live with her and take care of his mother properly.His childhood and real life made him rigid and timid. He didn't dare to have too many uncertainties and changes, so he could only carefully walk the ordinary life path step by step.

He knew that his feelings for Shang Mozhi had already surpassed normal, but Shang Mozhi was too risky for him.If he agrees this time, he will become a real comrade. He is not even sure if this child is just a whim, what if his interest exceeds his own.His age no longer allows him to take risks, he has to think a lot, and he has to be timid in front of life. What he needs now is fitness and stability, and he dare not try such a high-end adventure as Shang Mozhi.

"Let's go..." Wu Zhicuo said with the greatest courage in his life.

Shang Mozhi was startled, and remained silent for a long time.

The whole room was silent, silent and depressing.

After a long time, Shang Mozhi got up, he sighed softly, and said in a cold and distant tone, "Well then, I won't show up again."

He tidied his clothes slightly and walked towards the door without turning his head.

"Shang...shang..." Wu Zhicuo looked at his back eagerly, his lips parted slightly, and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything.

Wu Zhicuo suddenly felt very tired, he gave up and sat on the bed silently watching him disappear into the darkness.

"He...was joking..." Wu Zhichao murmured absentmindedly.

His mind was completely confused, everything tonight was too unreal, too unreal.

It must be a dream, it must be, tomorrow will definitely be better, everything will be as usual...

The quietness of the night does not disturb the sleeping people, and does not pierce the thin wall between reality and dreams.Sometimes a thin wall between people is also necessary. We all know the heart behind the thin wall, but we can't break it easily.Once someone breaks through this thin wall rashly, the tranquility will be chaotic.But Shang Mozhi is doomed to be unwilling to be a person behind a thin wall, and what he wants to possess must really belong to him...

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

The ringtone of the mobile phone was as loud as a reminder, Wu Zhicuo opened his eyes with difficulty and slid the answer button.

"Xiao Wu, are you okay?" Qi Ji's gentle voice came from the phone.

"Hmm..." When Wu Zhicuo wanted to speak, he found that his voice was hoarse.

"Xiao Wu, are you sick?" Qi Ji asked with concern.

Wu Zhicuo felt a pain in his head and turned over: "President Qi, I have a headache, can I ask for a day off today?"

Wu Zhicuo rubbed his forehead, the events of last night flashed through his mind, causing bouts of upset.

"Well, yes," the other end of the phone paused, "Last night...it's okay, someone will take care of it."

Wu Zhicuo was taken aback, and said indifferently: "It's okay."

Listening to the low voice on the phone, Qi Ji felt something was wrong: "Is there anyone else at home taking care of you? Do you need me to buy you some medicine?"

"Thank you Mr. Qi, no need," Wu Zhicuo said in a sluggish state, "I'll go downstairs to buy in a while."

"No one?" Qi Ji frowned slightly.

"Myself……"

"Lie down first, what's your door number, I'll buy some medicine for headaches and bring it up for you later." Qi Ji directly took the subject away.

"Boss Qi really doesn't need it."

"Why are you and I so polite?" Qi Ji joked as he spoke, "You can be regarded as a work-related injury, and I, the boss, should give my condolences."

Qi Ji's words did achieve a relaxing effect: "Okay, then I'm sorry to trouble Mr. Qi, my door number is 520."

"520," Qi Ji smiled slightly, "Xiao Wu's sudden confession shocked me."

"President Qi," chatting with Qi Ji, Wu Zhicuo gradually relaxed from his melancholy, "Stop making fun of me."

"Okay," Qi Ji comforted, "I won't tease you, now I'm going to buy medicine."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhicuo stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time.Shang Mozhi's last words kept swirling in his mind: "I won't come again..."

"No way..." Wu Zhicuo's heart throbbed inexplicably, and Shang Mozhi's bright childlike smile kept floating in his mind.

He suddenly sat up, and patted his face with both hands: "Don't think about it, the boss will come up later, so why not let the boss see the ghostly appearance of his employees!"

Wu Zhicuo forcibly injected himself with a stimulant, and quickly got up to take a shower.

In the kitchen, he rummaged through half a pack of rice paste powder in the refrigerator, thinking about adding some cabbage, it should be enough for him and Qi Jing.

He put on his apron and started to move. He found a cabbage in the grid, but was surprised to find that there were two carrots, one fungus, and two potatoes inside the cabbage...

Unknowingly, he turned over a lot of ingredients. He looked at the ingredients on the cutting board and fell silent.Shang Mozhi, a brat, actually bought so many vegetables, and put away what he hadn't eaten in the past few days. He didn't expect to store up so much.

"It's really..." Wu Zhichao smiled, and with a smile, a line of tears fell from the corner of his eyes, dripping the softest part of his heart.

I let Shang Mozhi go, everything is my choice...

He packed up his mood and forced himself to ignore all emotions, so that he could focus on cooking porridge.

"Ding dong..." A doorbell broke the silence.

"Here we come!" Wu Zhicuo turned off the fire and ran towards the door.

Opening the door, Qi Ji's gentle smile appeared in Wu Zhicuo's eyes.

"President Qi, you're here." Wu Zhicuo smiled.

"It's easy for me to find."

"Haha, thank you for your hard work, come in quickly."

With some medicine in his hand, Qi Ji came in to see clearly Wu Zhicuo's face suddenly frowned: "Have you ever cried?"

"Ah?" Wu Zhichao panicked, and quickly wiped his face, "Why, I just got smoked by the steam while cooking porridge, Mr. Qi, come in and sit me to serve the porridge."

Wu Zhicuo fled in a panic as he spoke.

Qi Ji felt sorry for him very much, he could probably deduce that Wu Zhicuo's anomaly was related to that person last night.

Wu Zhicuo had already filled the porridge, Qi Ji changed his smile and sat on the seat, looked at the porridge on the table and praised: "It smells so good!"

"I don't know if it tastes good or not."

"It must be delicious."

"Hee hee," Wu Zhicuo said with an embarrassed smile, "Mr. Qi, you'd better try it before you can make a conclusion."

Qi Ji picked up the spoon and took a sip, and said in admiration: "It's really delicious, I've never eaten such delicious porridge!"

Indeed, he said this from the heart, because he had never really tasted porridge before, and the porridge he ate before was just food to him.But Wu Zhichao's porridge is really tasty.

This meal was very peaceful and warm, Qi Ji quietly looked around the room for a week, and found that there were only traces of Wu Zhichao in most of them.

"Xiao Wu really lives alone."

"Of course," Wu Zhicuo raised his head and said, "I talked to Mr. Qi before."

Qi Ji smiled slightly and said, "I thought you said it casually."

He paused and continued: "Last night...someone kept calling you, he said he was living with you, I really thought..."

Wu Zhicuo was taken aback, the person who called last night must be Shang Mozhi.

"I have no one to live with."

"Oh," Qi Ji pretended to suddenly realize, "That person must be your cousin."

"Ah..." Wu Zhicuo said obediently without explaining, "Well, yes."

"The child is not very old." Qi Ji pretended to have no intention of asking while drinking the porridge.

"Well, just came of age."

"Just grown up." Qi Ji was indeed a little shocked, "I didn't expect him to be so young, has he come out to work?"

"Yes, and work nearby."

"I don't know what he does and where does he work?"

Wu Zhicuo was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know these things and never thought of asking.

"I... I didn't ask him." Wu Zhicuo was a little embarrassed, but fortunately he was not Shang Mozhi's real brother, otherwise he would be too incompetent!

"Well," Qi Ji saw his embarrassment and skipped the topic, "It is difficult for us older people to get involved in the world of young people. As the saying goes, there is a gap between five years old and ten years old. It’s a lot more comfortable together.”

"People who are similar in age..." Wu Zhizuo thought of Shang Mozhi, there was more than a gap between him and himself...

"That's right," Qi Ji gently put his hand on Wu Zhicuo's, "It's like me and Xiao Wu are very comfortable together."

"Ha, it's...really?" Wu Zhichao smiled stiffly and pulled out his hand.

A trace of indifference flashed across Qi Ji's expression, but it was immediately replaced by gentleness: "Will Xiao Wu feel uncomfortable with me?"

"No, no, how could it be." Wu Zhicuo repeatedly waved his hands in denial, although few employees particularly liked the boss, Qi Ji, the boss, was really nice.

"It's fine if you don't have one," Qi Ji smiled slightly, "I've finished my porridge and I have to go to work."

Wu Zhicuo looked at the phone and was surprised: "Ah, I didn't notice that it's so late, Mr. Qi must be late."

"It's okay," Qi Ji got up and said, "No one will deduct the boss' salary."

"Haha, yes." Wu Zhicuo got up to see him off.

At the door, Qi Ji suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Won't Xiao Wu give me a hug?"

"Hug?" Wu Zhicuo looked at him strangely.

"Ha," Qi Ji shook his head helplessly, "Don't you always give someone a hug when you send someone out?"

"Is that so?" Wu Zhicuo foolishly went up to him and gave him a hug, "See you, Mr. Qi."

Qi Ji went out with a satisfied smile and closed the door. He leaned against the door and looked at the quiet corridor for a long time without leaving.

Yes, you need to give someone a hug when you send someone out, but Qi Ji didn't tell him what kind of relationship the two have, so that when one person goes out, the other person hugs him.