On how to throw down the subject

This night, Jason didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up the next day, it was already past nine in the morning.The bedside lamp was still on, and the book was thrown on the ground at some point.

I don't know why, the pages are crumpled, but it must have something to do with him.Guiltyly, Jason smoothed the warped pages, then closed the book, and pressed it carefully, revealing the title of the book - "Our Love".

Mu Mu was still sleeping, the effect of the sleeping pill was very strong, he was in a deep sleep, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

Jason kissed him, picked up his phone, got up and went to the balcony, and dialed Han Zhaoxu's number.

Although it was morning, the sun was dazzling and the temperature was gradually rising. In addition, there was no air conditioner on the balcony. The hot and cold weather was really unbearable.

But Jason is excited, how can he control this?

After the call was dialed, Han Zhaoxu's slightly impatient voice came from the other end of the phone: "Say something quickly."

Hearing this, Jason's expression was very awkward: "Hey, I said Xiao Xuxu, it's wrong to talk to my brother like this, do you know? You have to know that I am your brother. According to the ancient saying, it is the elder brother. Brother is like father, you dare to talk to me like that, aren't you afraid that your father will spank your ass?"

"...Get out!" Han Zhaoxu almost laughed angrily, "I said Jason, you are 35 years old this year, please be a little older, please? Please remember that you are 35 years old, not 5 years old! I was accompanying Xiaoyang to the supermarket, so I hung up if there was nothing else to do!"

"Okay, okay," Jason changed the subject regretfully, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "Then listen carefully, Xiao Sen told me last night that he will try to accept me."

"Oh... Then congratulations, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and an early baby. Xiaoyang is calling me, so I'll hang up first. I have time to chat."

Jason shouted angrily: "Hey! Han Chaoxu you!!"

Unfortunately, the only answer to him was a "beep" after hanging up the phone.

Jason stared at the phone and turned it off angrily.Tsk, this guy who pays more attention to sex than friends, even puts his blessings so perfunctorily!

However, it's fine to give birth to a precious child early, and a good marriage for a hundred years... This seems to be not bad.

Thinking of the future, Mumu and him have always been in love with each other, and they looked like they were growing old together, Jason smirked for a while, and then walked into the bedroom. He is happy today, so he will be more generous and stop fussing with Xiaoxu.

When Mu Mu woke up, Jason was no longer in the room. He stretched, yawned and got out of bed, only to find that the iron chains that locked his ankles in the past were gone.

So, did Jason really believe what he said?

Just as Mu Mu was about to walk towards the door, he caught a glimpse of the bottle of sleeping pills placed safely on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye.

He lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembled, and finally, he picked up the bottle of sleeping pills, and waved his hand—the things on the bedside table fell to the ground, and then quickly put the bottle of sleeping pills under the bed carefully, and sat on the bed. On the ground, he pressed his hand on the broken tiles, and immediately, his hand was dripping with blood.

Jason rushed over after hearing the sound, and opened the door to see that Mu Mu was sitting on the ground in a panic, and there was a mess beside him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mu Mu raised his head, his eyes turned red quickly: "Jason, my hand hurts so much..."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Jason looked over anxiously, and saw that Mu Mu's white palm was bloody and bloody, and the broken tiles on the wound were faintly visible, and blood was slowly dripping down his raised arm. Jason looked My heart hurts.

He picked Mumu up and put him on the bed, took the medicine box in the corner and rummaged inside, found the tweezers, soaked them in alcohol for a while, and then carefully took the tweezers to pick out the small pieces of porcelain from the wound.

After confirming that all the tiles had been clamped out, Jason took a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect the wound to avoid inflammation of the wound.Finally, he sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao to stop bleeding on the wound, and then carefully wrapped the bandage.

During the whole process, Mu Mu bit his lower lip, trying not to let himself out in pain. Seeing this, Jason felt even more distressed.

Jason asked softly, "What happened just now?"

Hearing this, Mumu's tears flowed down as if a dike had been broken. He threw himself into Jason's arms, wiped his tears and said, "I just wanted to get up to wash up, but I don't know if it's because I slept too long and my legs are a little soft. When I got out of bed, I fell down and hit something on the bedside table. I wanted to get up on the ground with my hands, but I accidentally pressed my hand on the porcelain piece. Sorry, I broke the little porcelain figure you gave me. gone."

The little porcelain figure he was talking about was found by Jason in the supermarket. Its eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Mumu. After Jason saw it, he immediately bought it back and gave it to Mumu, saying that the little porcelain figure must be Made according to his appearance, otherwise, why is it so similar?

It's just that Mu Mu hated Jason so much at the time, how could he care about the things he gave him?Jason couldn't, so he had to put the little china figure on the bedside table so he could see it every day.

But now, the little porcelain figurine was broken into several pieces, and even stabbed Mu Mu's hand. There were some bloodstains on the pieces, which looked particularly shocking.

Jason said indifferently: "What's the matter, it's just a small thing, you are no match for that villain in my heart. It's just that it hurt your hand, and you deserve it if it breaks!" "

Hearing this, Mu Mu felt a little complicated. He knew how precious Jason was. He would look at it for a long time every morning when he woke up, and sometimes he would kiss it. He would also hold a piece of silk Handkerchief to dust the little man...

He didn't get angry when he broke such a precious thing as Jason?And said it deserves to be broken?

It's a bit like coaxing a child.

When I was a child, I accidentally tripped over a bench, and my leg was bruised. When my mother saw it, she coaxed him distressedly, and threw the bench down, saying, "I let you trip over my Mumu..."

The words of these two people are somewhat similar.

It's just...he accidentally fell down and pushed it up by himself, so how can you blame them?

Perhaps, in the eyes of those who love him, it is never him who is wrong, but someone else. This is a very subtle way of venting anger.

Jason tidied up the things on the ground in a hurry, and then threw the pieces of the little china figurine into the trash can without hesitation.Seeing it in Mu Mu's eyes, sour emotions were churning in his heart.

He remembered that before, when Jason was still used to hugging from left to right, a woman accidentally dropped a vase that Jason liked to the ground.With a sullen face, Jason asked the bodyguard to "invite" the woman out. Since then, he has never seen the woman at Jason's house again.

How did he get here, just...

"What's wrong? Does the wound still hurt?"

Mu Mu looked up and saw Jason's worried expression. He subconsciously shook his head and said, "I'm a little hungry, have you cooked yet?"

"It's done, don't move, I'll bring it to you."

Jason seemed relieved after hearing his words. After kissing him on the cheek, he turned and went to the kitchen to serve dinner.

The door was closed, and the room was silent.

Mu Mu quickly got out of bed, and when he saw that the bottle of sleeping pills was still placed in the corner under the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay down on the bed again.

Jason... Didn't realize that a bottle of sleeping pills was missing from the things he packed?

While meditating, Jason pushed the door in. He held a bowl of porridge in his hand. Before he got close, Mumu smelled a sweet smell. Jason said: "I haven't decided what to do for the staple food. You first drink a bowl of porridge to cushion your stomach."

Jason scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on his mouth, and signaled Mumu to open his mouth.

Mu Mu frowned. His hand was injured, but it wasn't disabled. Why did he have to be fed?

It's just that Jason was very persistent, and Mumu had no choice but to compromise.

It can be seen that Jason seldom waits on people. He raised the spoon tremblingly and spilled a lot of porridge, but he was very determined to feed Mu Mu, which made Mu Mu a little funny.

This person became gentle, and it was quite like that.

##### I remember that I let my roommate read this novel before, and she said that it felt very childish.I:……

What can I do... I am also desperate... After all, I am a silly white sweet, what kind of mature and stable things can you expect a silly white sweet to write?