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After eating the hot pot, my body warmed up. In the last few minutes of the year, Su Huaixu edited a text message and sent it to everyone in his WeChat group. Even Li Moshang received it. He raised his head and asked him: "Just this?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Su Huaixu decided to put down his chopsticks after the last bite, so he picked up a large piece of meat.

From eating at ten o'clock to now, Li Moshang stopped using his chopsticks long ago, but he couldn't help but keep stuffing things into his mouth, feeling his stomach was bulging.

"Do you only send me New Year's greetings in groups?" Li Moshang said with some displeasure, "Is there nothing else?"

"Then I wish Director Li a better career in the coming year, and then..." At this moment, Su Huaixu subtly thought of Ji Yingshu, and when he lowered his eyes, he put down his chopsticks unavoidably, and said softly, "I wish you all the best."

No matter which aspect you get your wish, it is always a blessing.

Li Moshang hugged his shoulders, and seemed to hear something very happy: "You say such things, it will make me misunderstand what you are implying to me."

"What?" Su Huaixu raised his head, a little dazed.

His lips were red and slightly swollen from the spicy hot pot. Those eyes, which looked extraordinarily bright under the dim light, were staring at him seriously at this moment, as if they were the only two left in the world.

Li Moshang touched his cheek with one hand, and rubbed his thumb slightly forward, covering his swollen lips.

The city outside the window seemed to become lively in an instant, and a voice came from afar, shouting "Five, four, three—"

Su Huaixu also opened her lips: "Two, one—"

Fireworks burst into the sky in an instant.

It lit up the entire room, and Su Huaixu's pupils were instantly filled with colorful colors.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Li Moshang finally kissed Su Huaixu's slightly swollen lips, the spiciness seemed to have passed at this moment, and they blended with each other.

If you want to count it down, this is the happiest New Year's Eve Su Huaixu has ever had in the past seven years.

He knows that he shouldn't sink, but occasionally he wants to indulge, and when he indulges, he doesn't think about anything, just enjoy it.

For example at this moment.

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Su Huaixu really had a stomachache at night.

The bulging stomach seemed to be on fire, and the spiciness dissipated in an instant, refreshing for a while, and painful for a while.

Su Huaixu covered his stomach and opened his eyes. Li Moshang, who was lying next to him before, was nowhere to be seen. He sat on the bed in a daze for a while, almost thinking that he had returned to a foreign country, but when he looked out the window, the sign of Shanghai There are also words of confession written on the sex building, which are Chinese characters.

Su Huaixu had no choice but to stand up and walk out.

He saw Li Moshang sitting on the balcony of the living room smoking a cigarette, wearing only a thin pajamas, the corners of his clothes were blown by the cold wind, and the smoke stars were particularly conspicuous in the dark.

Su Huaixu rummaged for a long time but couldn't find stomach medicine, but the movement was so loud that Li Moshang looked over.

Li Moshang was also confused for a moment, and after realizing it, he extinguished the cigarette, pushed open the balcony door and walked in: "What's wrong?"

"Stomach is uncomfortable." Su Huaixu said as he squatted down slowly, clutching his stomach firmly.

"I told you not to eat so much," Li Moshang rubbed his head and said, "You go and sit over there first, and I'll look for stomach medicine."

"Hmm." Su Huaixu then sat on the sofa, looked at Li Moshang's back and asked, "Why do you smoke here because you don't sleep most of the night?"

"Can't sleep." Li Moshang threw the cigarette in his hand into the trash can, and asked, "Is it choking you?"

"No." Su Huaixu asked, "Are you insomnia?"

"A little."

Su Huaixu suddenly remembered that Li Moshang seemed to have suffered from insomnia many times at his place.

When he wakes up at night, he often sees that Li Moshang is still awake, either playing with his mobile phone or smoking a cigarette on the balcony. The whole person looks quite depressed. Sometimes he will call him, and sometimes he will just give him space. After using the toilet, I went back to sleep.

"I found it." Li Moshang held up a white pill, "Is this it?"

"Ah."

After mixing boiling water with cold water, Li Moshang handed the water glass to Su Huaixu: "You just lost too much weight recently, so your stomach hurts when you overeat first, don't lose weight like this in the future."

"Yeah." Su Huaixu's stomach felt a lot better after drinking a cup of warm water. In fact, his stomach was mainly burning, and the rest were fine.

"Go to sleep." Li Moshang patted Su Huaixu's head.

"You do not sleep?"

"I have some business to deal with," Li Moshang smiled at him after he finished speaking, then turned and walked to the balcony, "I'll go to bed after I'm done with it."

Su Huaixu didn't know when Li Moshang came back to sleep in the end, but after he woke up, there was no one in the room.

There was a post-it note on the refrigerator, and there was a bowl of cold porridge on the table. Su Huaixu put the porridge in the microwave and lit a cigarette and walked towards the balcony.

He sat where Li Moshang was sitting last night and looked out, but he didn't think there was anything special about this place.

Isn't it a building, isn't it a city? But why does Li Moshang always sit here?

Su Huaixu finished his breakfast at this position, and when he got up, he accidentally dropped the stomach medicine on the ground. He bent down and saw that there was another version of medicine pills in the corner of the wall. He had never bought medicine pills of this color, so he slightly I froze for a moment.

Is it... Li Moshang's?

He is taking medicine?What medicine do you take?

By the time Su Huaixu reacted, Li Moshang's number had been dialed out from the phone.

The other end was obviously very busy, and they were still talking to other people when they picked it up, before asking Su Huaixu: "What's wrong?"

"You left something here with me." Su Huaixu said, "Do you need me to put it away for you? A version of pills."

Li Moshang paused for a moment, Su Huaixu heard the noise on the phone disappear, Li Moshang must have found a quiet place.

"There are three rows left?" Li Moshang asked.

"Ah."

"Throw it away for me." After Li Moshang finished speaking, he explained, "It's just cold medicine. I have a cold, and it's gone. I don't need it anymore."

"okay."

The two hung up the phone without exchanging much greetings.

Su Huaixu cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, but he didn't throw away the medicine. He thought that since it was a cold medicine, he shouldn't waste it, so he put it in his medicine box together.

Although it was the first day of the new year, today was the release date of "Midsummer", so Su Huaixu was still not idle. After fully armed, he planned to find the nearest movie theater to see how the final film would look.

He did look forward to Li Moshang's hand, how the movie starring him would be presented, so he wanted to be the first audience.love slave