He Xize found that when Liang Mo answered the phone these days, he would deliberately avoid himself.

No, the two of them were sitting on the carpet in the living room to pass the time in the afternoon, He Xize was reading a script, and Liang Mo was originally reading their professional academic magazine.

A person named "Zheng Yu" called, and Liang Mo answered it quickly. At the same time, he had already stood up and walked straight to the balcony.

He Xize rested his elbows on the living room countertop, rested his chin on his palms, and looked at Liang Mo leisurely.

There must be something tricky.

When Liang Mo came back, He Xize pretended not to care and asked, "Who is it, your colleague?"

"Colleague from the Shencheng Military Aircraft Department." Liang Mo sat down again, and pulled He Xize into his arms.

"Oh." He Xize pressed his face against his chest, "What are you talking about?"

Liang Mo wanted to fool him, he said, "It's about work."

But when it comes to work, Liang Mo never avoids his own.

He Xize said expressionlessly, "I thought it was your lover during the two-year window."

Liang Mo looked astonished: "Ah Ze, don't talk nonsense, are we pure colleagues?"

"Oh?" He Xize sat up straight, and turned over the old score with him, "Two days ago you received the courier he sent you, and you also opened it behind my back."

"Well, that's something from the research institute." Liang Mo didn't expect He Xize to observe such details, "I was afraid that there might be germs, so I took them and sterilized them first. If you don't carry them on your back, there is still something between you and me." Is it a secret?"

He Xize looked at him seriously, "What do you think?"

"No." Liang Mo pretended to be innocent: "If I dare to betray you, I will be struck by lightning."

"Okay." He Xize simply stood up and went back to his room to take a nap by himself.

That's how he is, and he won't be arguing with Liang Mo right away, blushing.

But the cold war in the next few days caused Liang Mo to collapse more and more.

It's not that He Xize ignored him, but he was just too indifferent, he could finish a word, and he would never say a word more.

They are in love!

Liang Mo got under the covers one night, wrapped He Xize tightly into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Ah Ze, I was wrong."

He Xize closed his eyes, "Well, don't make noise, I'm asleep."

If you really don't explain it, the day will be wasted like this again.

Liang Mo couldn't accept it, so he immediately confessed and lenient, telling He Xize that he accidentally infected his sick mother, and then beautified himself for long-term persistence and active cooperation in treatment.

After a while, He Xize finally turned around and kissed Liang Mo's cheek in the dark, "Have you started to recover now?"

Liang Mo pinched his cheek, "It's much better, and it should be cured in less than half a year."

He Xize rubbed against his arms, his breath was full of his pheromone smell.

Liang Mo's kiss landed on He Xize's neck, and his breath became heavier and heavier: "Ah Ze—"

His voice was hoarse and unbearable: "Ah Ze, for you, I will live a long life."

The moonlight shone on the corner of the bed, and the quilt slid to the floor.Liang Mo stood up with his arms around He Xize, pressing his back against the wall.

Both of them were sweating profusely, He Xize panted, and bit his shoulder, "I'm so hot, turn on the air conditioner."

Liang Mo moved regularly. Hearing this, he lowered his head and smiled, "Then let's continue playing the game of finding the remote control."

He Xize couldn't take it anymore, his eyes were foggy: "What... what?"

He didn't seem to catch it.

Liang Mo leaned closer to his ear as he moved, and said in a low voice, "Like last time, if you can find it, I'll open it for you."

"Get out." He Xize wanted to push him away: "I——I won't do it."

"Aze."

As soon as Liang Mo reconciled, he regained his unscrupulous countenance: "At this time, I can't help you."

He Xize collapsed, and this night will be another sleepless night.

It took a long time for He Xize to know what it was to lure wolves into a house.

And Liang Mo, who used to reject the matching degree of pheromones, is now being slapped in the face every day.

Whether it's in the kitchen, balcony, study, living room or bathroom, he often takes advantage of He Xize's ease of talking, so he does it on the spot, and says that it's exciting.

So much so that when Liang Chu came to his house one day, he was surprised to find that their kitchen was covered with curtains.

Because Liang Mo doesn't care, but He Xize wants face!

After He Xize returned to work, he was busier than before, but no matter how late he arrived at the imperial capital, Liang Mo's car would stop at the airport to pick him up—rain or shine.

Once, when He Xize had already wrapped up, the director suddenly stopped him and asked him to re-shoot two scenes temporarily, which caused them to miss the flight that night.

When He Xize was catching up with a movie on a foreign film set, his assistant Xiaoyuan changed the ticket and replaced it with a flight back to the imperial capital at 10:[-] the next morning.

It was two or three o'clock when He Xize returned to the hotel after filming, and he didn't even have the strength to pull out his phone, so he fell asleep.

It wasn't until the assistant knocked on the door the next day that He Xize woke up in great pain—obviously he didn't get enough sleep.

"Ah Ze, good morning, our plane departs at 10 am." Xiaoyuan stood at the door, fully dressed, "You need to wash up quickly."

He Xize squinted in a daze, nodded in a trance, and asked his assistant to go downstairs to have breakfast first, and help him pack it by the way.

It was only on the way to the airport that He Xize remembered that he hadn't checked his phone yet. He was startled when he saw it. There were several missed calls and Liang Mo's unread messages.

He raised his head and asked Xiaoyuan, "You changed your ticket last night, did you inform Liang Mo for me?"

Xiaoyuan shook her head in confusion, realized something, and immediately said nervously: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liang, has he been waiting at the airport?"

He Xize usually told Liang Mo that sometimes he was too busy and would ask Xiaoyuan to do it for him when his mobile phone was not with him.

But occasionally there were mistakes, he forgot to tell Xiaoyuan, and Xiaoyuan thought he would notify Liang Mo himself.

The final result was that neither of them was notified.

When He Xize was racking his brains on how to explain to Liang Mo, the other party had already called.

"Liang Mo, I'm on my way to the airport now." He Xize first admitted his mistake: "Last night, I added extra scenes for a make-up shoot, and the evening flight was already too late."

"It's filming." Liang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, "I called you from Southwind and didn't answer, I was worried all night."

He Xize said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't have my mobile phone with me when I was filming."

Liang Mo said nonchalantly: "It's okay, what time is your flight?"

He Xize recalled what the assistant said, and said, "Ten o'clock."

"Okay, then I'll sleep in the car for a while." Liang Mo said with a smile, "I'll count the time."

He Xize originally wanted to ask him if he was a foolish watchman at the airport for one night, but he held back in the end.

It turned out that Liang Mo had such irrational moments.

On the plane, He Xize put on the blindfold, and originally planned to have a good sleep, but when he closed his eyes, he became more and more awake.

He recalled a day many years ago when a typhoon passed through the border, and it rained heavily in Shencheng for several days.One day the weather was so bad that even the elementary school near my home had a holiday.

But He Xize thought to himself, if Liang Mo didn't notify him, it proves that he is in the laboratory.

So He Xize drove to Shencheng University without hesitation as usual.

In the end, his persistence only touched him, and Liang Mo, who didn't come to the laboratory, didn't know it at all.

Perhaps, in the process of falling in love, everyone will hurt the important people around them intentionally or unintentionally.

At that time, He Xize was humble and wronged, his heart was empty and he couldn't fill it up.

He was badly hurt by that relationship, and for a long, long time after the breakup, he avoided all potential intimate relationships.

Zhong Wenhao is a very gentle person, He Xize wanders around the imperial capital alone, Liang Chu is only in charge of making announcements, and most of the time he faces it alone.

He is inexperienced, and the people in the circle have their own ulterior motives, and there are too few people who can treat others without reservation.

But Zhong Wenhao couldn't. At that time, He Xize was filming, and he connected with Zhong Wenhao at night to ask questions.Life starts to get busy and fulfilling.

Later, He Xize really thought about accepting Zhong Wenhao.But that kind of acceptance is different from when she was with Liang Mo back then.

Emotional matters can never be explained clearly, now that I think about it, He Xize may not have completely forgotten Liang Mo from the very beginning.

After wandering around for so many years, the two finally met again. He Xize hesitated and had no confidence in each other.

Up until this moment, the past that He Xize had been entangled with and could not let go of, suddenly figured it out at this moment.

When the plane arrived at the imperial capital, He Xize pushed the suitcase and did not see Liang Mo at the airport pick-up gate.

There were eager reporters and fans blocking the railing, so He Xize directly dialed Liang Mo's phone number.

"Liang Mo, where are you?"

Liang Mo said, "I'm in the parking lot, follow my instructions and take the elevator down to the first floor."

He Xize asked with a full face, "I'll just ask, where are you? Is it convenient for you to come?"

Liang Mo lowered his voice and said, "I came up just now, and found that there were too many fans and reporters at the airport. It would be bad for you if you caught it."

He Xize looked up and saw that besides travelers and friends waiting at the bustling airport, there were also many fans and reporters who showed up because of his celebrity status.

"I have too much luggage." He Xize lowered his eyes, but raised the corners of his mouth, "I can't find my way around, come up and pick me up."

Liang Mo on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and said: "Don't move, I'll come."

He Xize hung up the phone, and simply sat on the suitcase and waited for someone to pick up the goods.

Unknowing fans and reporters thought he was waiting for the nanny car, but instead they saw a handsome guy walking towards He Xize.

He Xize saw him, got up from the suitcase, took Liang Mo's hand, and said, "Let's go home."

They left amid flashing lights and screams one after another.

He Xize turned his head to look at Liang Mo, and whispered, "Now you have no way out."

Liang Mo raised the hand he was holding tightly, and gently kissed the back of his hand, "Whatever way to retreat, you are my way back."

The author has something to say:

Finally the text is over~ Sahuahua

Can I, Kangkang, hold it back (bite finger)

Thank you to all the little angels who accompanied me during the serialization period. It is your follow-up reading that gives me the motivation to keep writing.

Bow again and thank you all for your company.Please leave a lot of comments for the final chapter, and I will send red envelopes to everyone later.And, I finally have the courage to read the comments!

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