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

Gu Xie thought for a while and said: "When I was a child, red hats were popular in school, and almost every classmate played it. My deskmate lent me his game console, and my mother found out later."

"And then?" Mo Wenqiao chose the checkpoint and looked sideways at him.

"She smashed the game console and asked the teacher to separate my seat from my deskmate, saying that it would affect my studies." Gu Xie said calmly, "I haven't played games since then."

Not only games, he had almost no entertainment in his childhood, except for studying or studying.

When other children were playing, he was brought to the company by his father to start studying at the age of 12.

Gu Xie's mother had some accidents when she gave birth to him, and she could no longer conceive a child. They put all their expectations on Gu Xie.

Gu Xie had to follow the route they had set, and no mistakes were allowed.

"It's okay." Mo Wenqiao patted Gu Xie's arm, "I'll play with you in the future, you can play whatever you want."

Gu Xie hummed and gave him a faint smile back.

There happened to be a night market near the Internet cafe. When they were tired, they went downstairs and walked a few steps to see a row of food stalls.

Mo Wenqiao wanted to eat barbecue, so he searched through several restaurants, and chose the one that looked the cleanest.

He was afraid that the two of them would be recognized if they stood together, so he let Gu Xie hide in the corner and went to buy skewers by himself.

Then we squatted together and finished eating in a place with few people on the side of the road.

After the autumn, the mosquitoes were much less. Mo Wenqiao remembered the scene of grilling fish with Gu Xie when recording "We Among the Crowd".

That was the first time they met after they got to know each other slowly, and both of them were very restrained.

They tentatively moved closer to each other, and now they are in an intimate relationship that is different from others.

Well, the intimacy of nurturing and being nurtured.

There were few people on this street, they stood under the street lamp, a moth received the call of the street lamp, flapped its small wings and flew over tremblingly, circling above their heads.

Gu Xie raised her head and stared at the moth for dozens of seconds.

"What's wrong?" Mo Wenqiao asked.

"I'm afraid it will fly onto the food." Gu Xie replied with her head raised.

"It would be nice to change it to a place farther away from it." Mo Wenqiao took a few steps forward with a big bag of skewers, and walked under another streetlight.

Gu Xie looked around the light, and only after making sure that there were no other small flying insects did she feel relieved.

It's rare for a president like Mr. Gu who is worth over [-] million to be so close to the people. Mo Wenqiao took several photos of him while eating skewers.

After enjoying the photos for a while, I can't help but feel sorry that I can't share these interesting photos with others.

After regretting it, she thought that only she could see Gu Xie like this, and became happy again.

He grinned for a while, and was patted by Gu Xie in doubt before returning to normal.

Opposite the place where they were standing was a bar. The street was pitch black, only the hotel's neon sign was shining red and blue, and the lights and shadows tempted passers-by.

Mo Wenqiao threw the lottery into the trash can on the side of the road, clapped his hands, and the two brothers wrapped their arms around Gu Xie's shoulders: "Let's go drink."

The interior of the bar is shining with colorful lights, and the earthy and hilarious music drives everyone's emotions. People twist their bodies wantonly in the middle of the dance floor, and the bumps between their bodies make their emotions even higher.

Mo Wenqiao came to the bar purely for drinking, he avoided the crowd and walked in.

A woman wearing a horse face hood walked past them. There were quite a few people wearing animal hoods in the bar, and they might be engaging in some animal-themed activities.

Such activities are held every three to five times in every hotel, as a gimmick to attract customers.

Animal headgear is exquisite in workmanship, and it can't stand being ugly. An animal headgear paired with a long human body has a sense of absurd ugliness. The ugliness is wonderful and full of soul.

The horse-faced woman passed by Mo Wenqiao and stopped, turned around to catch up with them, Mo Wenqiao paused, glanced at his sleeves being pulled, thinking that the other party was here to strike up a conversation: "Ma'am, I I have company."

He was about to pull the sleeves out of this strange woman's hand, but the woman took off her headgear, showing a familiar face: "It's me, Xiao Mo, are you coming to disco too?"

"Bai Yao?"

The woman in front of her was Bai Yao. She changed into a short black sequin skirt, and Mo Wenqiao didn't recognize her at all when she put on the hood.

"Ruyi and I came to play disco to relax. The great vacation can't be wasted. Do you want to come together?" Bai Yao fluffed her hair coquettishly, her eyes flickering.

Mo Wenqiao refused without hesitation: "No, I'm with Gu Xie, it's inconvenient if there are too many people."

Bai Yao raised her eyebrows, showing a dazed expression, her eyes lingered back and forth between the two of them, making them feel scared.

Mo Wenqiao suspected that she drank too much, some people will be different from usual when they are drunk, completely revealing their nature.

Bai Yao leaned close to Mo Wenqiao's ear, her bright red lips parted slightly, and whispered in a whisper: "There are surveillance cameras in the boxes of this store, you should pay attention. If you like to pursue excitement, you can go there to get one." Wear a headgear so no one will recognize you."

As she spoke, she winked at Mo Wenqiao tacitly, and secretly stuffed something into Mo Wenqiao's pocket before leaving.

Mo Wenqiao touched his pocket, and his face turned dark when he realized what she put in it.

Looking at Bai Yao's back, Gu Xie frowned, bit her lower lip, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "What did she tell you?"

Mo Wenqiao looked around for no trash cans, and clicked his tongue: "It's nothing."

There is no second adjective to describe Mo Wenqiao's answer other than perfunctory.

Gu Xie's eyes darkened, and she didn't speak any more.

Everyone in the bar was jumping on the dance floor, but there was no one at the bar.

The bartender had nothing to do and was flirting with a boy who looked like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

The young man was wearing a white shirt, with a cigarette between his knuckles, and his puffing movements created a somewhat decadent atmosphere for him, and he felt an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Mo Wenqiao ordered himself a glass of gin and tonic, tilted his head and asked Gu Xie, "What do you want to drink?"

"long Island Ice Tea."

The young man was a little drunk, his misty eyes looked over when he heard Gu Xie's voice, and his eyes lit up as if he found a treasure.

The man in front of him had a handsome appearance, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his dark eyes were like the calm sea, only when he looked closely could he find the turbulent waves hidden in them.

He took a puff of smoke, put out the cigarette in his hand, and rubbed his wine glass over: "Sir, I see that you look familiar, I guess we must have met somewhere. Are you interested in having a drink together? I treat you, Respect our fate."

He said and raised his glass.

Mo Wenqiao's hand stretched out from behind Gu Xie, pinned the boy's wrist holding the wine glass, and blocked it back: "Little brother, have your parents taught you not to disturb other people's dates?"

The young man raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist and passed under Mo Wenqiao's hand, raised the wine glass in front of Gu Xie, and looked at Mo Wenqiao dissatisfiedly: "I'm talking to this brother, what are you talking about?"

Gu Xie was in a bad mood, and the young man's quarrel made him even more annoyed.His reason always reminded himself to control his emotions in front of Mo Wenqiao.

Gu Xie closed her eyes, fell back, and leaned gently on Mo Wenqiao.

"Little brother, I think you look refined, you must not be an ordinary handsome guy, why did you have to hang yourself on a tree?" The young man seemed unable to see Gu Xie's impatience, and he didn't blush when he boasted about himself, "Look Look at me, I am fair and beautiful with long legs, I am strong and healthy, and I am doing well, you are satisfied."

"Sometimes you can discover a whole new world if you're willing to switch flavors."

The boy put his hand on Gu Xie's lap suggestively.

Gu Xie opened her eyes suddenly, with a cold light in her eyes, the boy was grabbed by his wrist and thrown to the ground before he could react.

"Fuck!" The young man cursed, and he threw his ass in public. People nearby who heard the movement all looked over, how embarrassing it was.

He stared at Gu Xie viciously, and stood up in embarrassment.

Mo Wenqiao pressed Gu Xie's shoulder, asked the bartender for a tissue, and wiped Gu Xie's hands meticulously, even between his fingers.

After wiping his hands, Mo Wenqiao rubbed the back of Gu Xie's neck reassuringly for a moment: "It's fine."

"En." Gu Xie lowered her eyes and touched his hand in response.

"I'm going out for a while, you stay here and don't move until I come back." Mo Wenqiao stood in front of Gu Xie, Gu Xie lowered his head, only showing the top of his black hair.

"Okay." He nodded, his hair swaying with his movements.

Mo Wenqiao dragged the young man by the back collar and walked out, the other guests turned their heads regretfully seeing that there was no good show to watch, drinking and chatting.

The bartender who had flirted with the boy not long ago didn't respond at all to the boy being pulled out, and continued with his work.

The Long Island Iced Tea tastes spicy, with a hint of bitterness in the sweetness. Gu Xie didn't want to drink any more after taking a sip.

"Is that man your boyfriend?" The bartender put the prepared gin and tonic next to Gu Xie, gossiping without looking up.

Gu Xie glanced at the direction of the door, Mo Wenqiao hadn't come back yet: "No."

The bartender didn't believe it. He said, "The boy's mind is not normal just now, and the regular customers in the store dare not mess with him. You should go and see your boyfriend, and don't put yourself in it."

Although Mo Wenqiao was angry, he would not be so stupid as to leave something behind himself.There was a system plug-in, and within a few minutes the boy was scared to death, and ran away crying.

After finishing off the annoying guy, Mo Wenqiao took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the trash can at the door, thinking of the things Bai Yao had put in his pocket, and just as he was about to throw them in, Gu Xie hurried out.

What had just been taken out of the pocket was put back.

Seeing Mo Wenqiao standing there intact, Gu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, then saw the cigarette in his hand, and frowned.

Following Gu Xie's gaze, Mo Wenqiao understood, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it in the trash can.

"Why did you come out?" Mo Wenqiao felt cold only after he left the bar, so he wrapped his coat a little tighter.

Gu Xie shook her head: "It's fine."

Mo Wenqiao took his hand and pulled him inside.