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

Couples of men and women cuddled together, without the shyness of the past, all infected by the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, with the purest smiles on their faces.

Even Gu Xie was moved by this atmosphere, he took Mo Wenqiao's hand, his pale cheeks were stained with red, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not have any haze.

Noticing Mo Wenqiao's gaze, he turned his head and moved his lips, as if he had said something, but the surrounding noise was too loud, and his voice was drowned in the hustle and bustle.

"What?" Mo Wenqiao leaned forward, leaning his head against his head.

Because the movement was a little fast and the strength was not good enough, Gu Xie's forehead hurt a little, he covered his forehead with one hand, and put his lips close to Mo Wenqiao's ear.

Mo Wenqiao waited for a long time without the other party saying a word. Just when he was wondering, he felt a slight tingling pain in his earlobe, accompanied by a fine numbness and a wet feeling on the earlobe.

Gu Xie bit him lightly in retaliation.

"I said, let's come here early next year during the New Year, when there are fewer people." There was a sly smile on the corners of Gu Xie's eyes and brows.

"Okay, I'll take a good seat next year." After Mo Wenqiao finished speaking, he felt a little cold on the tip of his nose. He looked up and saw snow falling from the sky, "It's snowing."

The snow was still very small, falling to the ground gently and softly. This was the first snow this winter. It came quietly, and stopped after only a while.

Mo Wenqiao wrapped his scarf tightly, and reached out to sweep the snow off Gu Xie's head: "There will be heavy snow after midnight tonight, let's go back early after watching the fireworks."

Gu Xie nodded obediently: "Yes."

When it was only 1 minute away from zero, everyone held their breath and counted the seconds silently in their hearts. There was no sound around them, until the second pointer pointed to twelve, and the first firework of the new year was in the center. It rang above the square.

Then, countless fireworks flew into the dark night sky at the same time, and then exploded together. The sky was so gorgeous that it was as bright as day for a while.

With a cheer, the crowd came alive again, with countless cheers, and some people were saying "Happy New Year" to each other, and some even hugged and kissed each other directly in front of passers-by.

Mo Wenqiao held Gu Xie's hand, with brilliant fireworks reflected in his eyes, his whole body was vivid like no ordinary person: "Every new year from now on, we will celebrate together."

Gu Xie held his hand back, the corners of her long and narrow eyes slightly curved: "Well, we have to be together every year."

"Let's take a picture." Mo Wenqiao took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the camera, put his arms around Gu Xie, and put the fireworks in the background, "Smile."

His photography skills are very ordinary, and it is all supported by the looks of the two of them. After taking a photo, he repairs it, but it still has a sense of atmosphere.

"Does it look good?" Mo Wenqiao adjusted the filter and showed it to Gu Xie as if showing off.

"nice."

After getting an affirmative answer, Mo Wenqiao raised a ostentatious smile, and spread his clean and white hands in front of Gu Xie: "Give me the phone."

Gu Xie asked while handing him the phone: "What are you doing?"

Mo Wenqiao didn't speak, he operated two mobile phones in his hands, and changed the wallpaper of Gu Xie's mobile phone's main screen to a photo of the two of them. On the screen, the two men hugged each other, smiling brightly.

After all this was done, there was snow in the sky again, the fireworks show was coming to an end, and the people in the central square were about to disperse, and the crowd walked over like zombies crossing the border.

Mo Wenqiao returned the phone to Gu Xie, the intersection was blocked, and he was forced to follow the flow of people.

Different groups of people are heading in different directions, and there will inevitably be collisions in the middle. Those who want to go to the subway station and those who want to go back to the hotel meet each other on a narrow road and squeeze past each other.

Gu Xie walked for an unknown distance, and managed to get out of the crowd. When she turned around, she found that the Mo Wen Bridge was gone.

He sighed, there were so many people in the central square, it was normal to get separated, so he called Mo Wenqiao, but no one answered, so he went back to the hotel first.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and when I looked out of the window, I could only see a piece of white.

When Gu Xie came out of the shower, she found that the message she had sent to Mo Wenqiao had not been answered, and only then did she realize something was wrong.

Panic swept through his mind, and he hurriedly put on his clothes, ignoring the heavy snow, and plunged into the snow without looking back.

Mo Wenqiao's consciousness was ups and downs for several hours, his body was extraordinarily heavy, and the dull pain in his head constantly stimulated his nerves.

He slowly opened his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling uncontrollably because of the pain of the wound.

The scene in front of him was not unfamiliar, especially the photos pasted all over the wall, which immediately brought him into the original scene.

It's Gu Xie's basement, but why is he here now?

Mo Wenqiao propped himself up and sat up. The pain came from his head. He was about to touch it with his hands when he was surprised to find that his hands were in shackles.

The black cage was exquisitely crafted. At this time, he was being locked in the cage, with shackles on his wrists and ankles, and he couldn't move.

!

Is it Gu Xie?

Could it be that Gu Xie really imprisoned him?

Mo Wenqiao only remembered that before he lost consciousness, he had just watched the fireworks with Gu Xie, and when he was about to walk back, he suddenly felt a pain in his head and lost consciousness.

It was here after waking up, and I don't know how long it has passed, and day and night can't be distinguished in the basement.

But how could it be Gu Xie?

Why did Gu Xie do this?

It's not necessary at all.

Mo Wenqiao was in a complicated mood, he couldn't figure it out, and his head hurt more and more every time he thought about it.

He leaned against the cage, but the chain was long enough to allow him to move around in the cage.

The lock of the iron cage was replaced with a new one, and it was locked tightly. Mo Wenqiao was pulled, and it couldn't be opened without the key.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near outside the door, the pace was careless and joyful.

Mo Wenqiao and Gu Xie have lived together for so long, so they know each other's footsteps very well.

Not Gu Xie.

He breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and immediately raised his guard. If it wasn't for Gu Xie, it meant that he was in another layer of danger.

He lay down before the people outside the door entered, pretending to be fainted, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared closely at the basement door.

With a "squeak", the door slowly opened, and a pair of straight and slender legs stepped in.

Mo Wenqiao couldn't see his face, but he already knew who it was.

"Since you're awake, stop pretending." The man sat on the stool, and the deep voice came from Gu Zhe'an.

Mo Wenqiao panicked and didn't move.

Gu Zhean sneered, walked to the iron cage, kicked the cage twice: "If you keep pretending to be asleep, I will kill you."

His tone didn't seem to be threatening, Mo Wenqiao didn't dare to bet, opened his eyes, and sat up.

The Gu Zhe'an in front of him was a little different from a few months ago. He was much more embarrassed, gauze wrapped his entire arm, and he even had a scar on his face.

The scar is still very new, it should have been scratched in the last few days.

"It's really pretty." Gu Zhe'an lit up Mo Wenqiao's face through the iron cage, his eyes were gloomy.

Mo Wenqiao frowned: "What are you arresting me for?"

"Of course it's for my precious son." Mentioning Gu Xie, Gu Zhe'an's eyes burst into a sharp light, "It's because of you that he will try his best to escape from my control. He cares about you so much, so he can only arrest you." He will come back obediently."

Mo Wenqiao raised a sneering smile on his eyebrows: "You are dreaming, even without me, he wouldn't stay by your side."