After dressing as a cannon fodder scumbag, I wash my whites

Mo Wenqiao once served as a general who led troops to fight in a world with an ancient background, and he still retains [-]% to [-]% of his archery skills.

He drew his bow and aimed at the fast-moving balloon on the wall in front of him.

"boom!"

A balloon with 10 written on it was punctured.

Followed by a continuous "bang", "bang" and "bang".

Gu Xie was stunned watching from the side.

When Mo Wenqiao brought back the violin and presented it to him, he clearly felt that Mo Wenqiao was just like what he said when he boasted that he seemed to be able to do anything.

"For me?"

The corners of Gu Xie's mouth curled up, and the long and thick eyelashes drooped, covering the dark eyes.

Inexplicably looks a little cute.

"There's no one here but you."

Mo Wenqiao put one hand in his pocket and opened the beaded curtain that separated the dining room and the game room.

The beads collide with each other and make a tinkling sound, which is very pleasant.

"Is there anything else you want to go?" He looked back at Gu Xie.

Gu Xie followed closely and shook her head: "Listen to you."

It was inconvenient for Gu Xie to carry the piano on his back, so Mo Wenqiao accompanied him to put the piano back first.

"I have learned the piano before." Mo Wenqiao leaned against the door, watching Gu Xie carefully put the violin next to the suitcase, "I have a chance to play a piece together."

"Okay." Gu Xie agreed without thinking, "I can do it now."

"Now?"

Mo Wenqiao followed Gu Xie's line of sight and saw a piano in the living room.

The details of the program group are well done, and there is actually a photo of a family of three on the piano.

"I haven't played for a long time. I may be a bit unfamiliar. I'm afraid you will dislike me."

Mo Wenqiao learned the piano in a certain previous world. His parents in that world forced him to take an interest class. After more than ten years of learning, he is not proficient, but can only be said to be able to play.

He didn't know what Gu Xie's level was, and he was afraid that it would affect the opponent's performance.

Now there are millions of viewers watching, and it would be too bad if someone was lost.

It will damage Mr. Gu's image.

"It's okay, just play casually." Gu Xie took out the violin Mo Wenqiao gave him, "Don't put too much pressure on it."

He is standing by the piano with a violin in his hand.

He hopes to play the first piece of this special piano with Mo Wenqiao.

The song was also chosen by Gu Xie, Edward Elgar's "Love Tribute".

The sound of the piano between the two was unexpectedly tacit, and the sound of the piano was lingering in the air.

This piece was originally composed for violin and piano.

【Anna: Obviously I came first】

[Definite love song!love song! 】

[On purpose!Mo Wenqiao gave Gu Xie a white platycodon, and played a greeting of love to Gu Xie. This is love! ! ! 】

[Just a love letter, gkdgkd]

【Anna: After all, I made the wrong payment】

[Wooooow, the song was chosen by Gu Xie!It's a two-way trip! ! ! kswl】

At the end of the song, the eyes of the two met, indescribably sticky, as if they hadn't recovered from the affectionate melody.

Gu Xie first looked away: "When did you learn the piano?"

He put the violin away and asked.

When Gu Xie met Mo Wenqiao, he didn't know anything, not to mention the piano, he didn't even know the staff.

A child who has not yet graduated from high school is always timid. His parents don't care about him, and he comes to the big city by himself. He doesn't understand anything and always likes to hide behind Gu Xie.

It takes a long time to coax him to participate in an event with his teammates.

"Before you knew it," Mo Wenqiao looked at Gu Xie seriously, "I'm not the same as before, so don't take the current me as the old me."

Gu Xie froze for a moment, then smiled, Mo Wenqiao's words were really childish: "How much difference can be made, you can still be a different person."

"En." Mo Wenqiao nodded seriously.

Gu Xie smiled even more happily. He took a few steps closer, raised his hand to touch Mo Wenqiao's head, and teased a child: "Okay, you have become a brand new Mo Wenqiao."

He didn't understand Mo Wenqiao's seriousness, and he only thought that the other party wanted to express that he had grown up and become stronger, and was no longer the cowardly child he was back then.

Who would have thought that the shell in front of him had really changed a soul.

Feeling the touch on his head, Mo Wenqiao lowered his head slightly, making it easier for Gu Xie to touch it.

He asked, "Then do you prefer the old me or the present me?"

Gu Xie lowered her head and thought for a while. After getting along with Mo Wenqiao these few days, the appearance of the other party six years ago became more and more blurred, and some scenes that she remembered before were almost forgotten.

Although in essence, it was because Mo Wenqiao was not important enough to him.

Whether it is long or short, six years is enough to slowly forget a person who is not too important.

Although it is heartfelt to say this, Mo Wenqiao six years ago was indeed not qualified to let himself remain in Gu Xie's memory completely.

In his memory, the image of the other party only became vivid when they met in front of Tianyao Film and Television.

It was obviously a reunion after a long absence, but it seemed like the first time we met.

"Who said I must like you?" Gu Xie gave him a sideways glance.

Mo Wenqiao felt itchy after being swept away by him, he looked away unnaturally, and was no longer obsessed with the topic just now: "Shall we go to eat?"

Gu Xie thought, half of the time they spent together these two days was eating.

"You can cook?" Gu Xie stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at the house that Mo Wenqiao bought at a high price.

"Don't underestimate the culinary skills of a single dog." Mo Wenqiao skillfully poured oil and placed ingredients.

Gu Xie raised her eyebrows, and had reservations about the word "single dog".

Mo Wenqiao's movements are very skilled, and he obviously often cooks by himself.

Mo Wenqiao brought the prepared meal to the table, and leaned on the back of the chair to motion for Gu Xie to taste it.

Gu Xie doesn't know how to cook, and his aunt is in charge of all the meals at home, but he can eat. Mo Wenqiao's level can be compared to Paddy's restaurant.

"Have you studied specifically?"

"I'm very talented, and the teachers I met all praised me for being smart when I was young." Mo Wenqiao smiled smugly.

"Very confident."

"How is it?" Mo Wenqiao leaned forward, put his hands on the table, and looked at Gu Xie expectantly, "It's almost eight o'clock, are you satisfied with my service today?"

It took Mo Wenqiao a lot of time to cook a meal. It's already past seven o'clock, and today's recording is less than an hour away.

He was eager for his commission, and he didn't notice the other party's face that quickly turned cold after he asked.

Gu Xie silently put down the chopsticks in his hand, and threw a Paddy coin to Mo Wenqiao.

A total of 3000 yuan, plus Anna's mission reward yesterday and Mo Wenqiao's deposit, was just enough to repay the loan.

"You did a good job," Gu Xie said with a fake smile, "I'm very satisfied, very satisfied."

After that, he didn't speak any more, just pawing the rice in the bowl without saying a word.

No matter how slow Mo Wenqiao was, he could sense that something was wrong with Gu Xie. He touched Gu Xie's foot with his toe: "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Xie shrank her feet to a place where Mo Wenqiao couldn't touch, and ignored him.

[Is it my illusion, why does it feel like Gu Xie is not very happy]

【Qiaoqiao performed well today, my boyfriend didn’t perform as well as he did when we were dating. 】

【Why are they not talking anymore】

[I suddenly feel a little embarrassed]

When it was eight o'clock, the staff had all left, Gu Xie slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked up at him.

He was about to say something, but when he saw Mo Wenqiao's innocent face, he couldn't say anything.

"It's okay," Gu Xie lowered her head, "I'm leaving first."

Mo Wenqiao didn't see him off, and sat at the dining table looking at the back of the other party going away.

Wait for the person to walk away before taking the bowl into the kitchen, put it in the sink, and wash the bowl.

I feel wronged in my heart.

Back home, Gu Xie lay on the bed and turned off the lights.

He turned sideways and saw the violin that Mo Wenqiao gave him was standing there upright.

Suddenly feel very ridiculous.

It was originally an employment relationship. He gave Mo Wenqiao money, and Mo Wenqiao was responsible for pleasing him and making him happy.

Mo Wenqiao worked hard and did nothing wrong. As an employer, he should be happy.

It's just that the fake ones are fake after all, just like Cinderella at midnight.

When the time came, he was immediately beaten back to his original shape.

It reminded him that all the care, companionship, and tenderness that Mo Wenqiao gave him were all in exchange for his benefits.

He doesn't like it.

I don't like hypocrisy, I don't like hypocrisy.

I don't like to put my feelings on the scale, accurate to every minute of every day, and sell them with a clearly marked price.

But he had to admit that it was indeed attractive enough.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Gu Xie called Mo Wenqiao.

Mo Wenqiao was soundly asleep when he was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the bell.

He was dimly conscious, clicked on the answer, and put the phone to his ear.

The voice on the other side couldn't hear the emotion, Lingling Qingqing:

"Mo Wenqiao, I'll take care of you."