Scholar vs Colonel

At 23:58, Wang Chong seized the time and crawled to the end of the bed in the dark, stepped over the bed rail and crept to Xiao Mo's side, straddled him, stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder.

Xiao Mo's sleep was very light, he had already woken up when Wang Chong climbed into his bed, he was very curious about what Wang Chong was going to do when he came to his bed at night.Xiao Mo opened his eyes sleepily, stretched his hands back, and leaned his upper body against the bed rails. After his eyes got used to the darkness, his peach blossom eyes were smiling from beginning to end, looking at Wang who was sitting on his lap. rush.

Wang Chong held the phone in both hands, and the screen was facing Xiao Mo. The screen suddenly lit up. Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes subconsciously. When he saw a line of words displayed on the screen, the expression on his face went blank for a moment. The smile in the room also disappeared.Impressively written on the screen: "Happy birthday, my primary school god." And the time in the upper left corner is displayed at 12:00, November 11th.Xiao Mo hasn't celebrated his birthday for so long that he doesn't even remember that today is his birthday.The person who once gave him a birthday party went completely crazy on his tenth birthday. From the moment the cake fell to the ground, his life completely fell from heaven to hell.Since then, he had a father who never came home, a mother who went crazy, and a younger brother who needed to be taken care of.

The screen went dark for a moment and then turned on again. Xiao Mo stared blankly at the birthday cake on the screen, with the number 11 candles stuck on it, his gaze flickered under the dim light of the phone, unable to tell whether it was sadness or joy, His gaze slowly fell on a line of small words under the cake: 11-year-old Xiao Mo, happy birthday, please blow out the candles.Xiao Mo's heart beat so violently that it seemed like it was going to burst out of his chest.

Xiao Mo stared deeply into Wang Chong's eyes, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he blew lightly on the screen.As the candle was extinguished, another line of words appeared: 11-year-old you believe in light, please check your gift.

Wang Chong took out a card from behind and handed it to Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo took the card and saw the card in his hand with the light on the phone screen. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly. It was the rarest card. UR grade Ultraman card.

The phone screen went dark for a moment and then lit up again. It was still the same cake, but the number of candles inserted on it was changed to 12.Xiao Mo blew another breath on the screen, the candle went out, and a line of words jumped out: You are 12 years old and fell in love with playing basketball, please check your gift.

Wang Chong took out a folded jersey from behind and put it in Xiao Mo's hands.

Xiao Mo looked at the jersey in his hand, it was the No. 24 jersey worn by his favorite basketball star Kobe, and his autograph was on it.

The screen goes dark again for a moment and lights up, the same cake again, and the candle becomes 13.

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The candles were blown out again and again, and one short sentence after another hit Xiao Mo's eyes with scorching heat, making his eye sockets faintly hot.There were more and more presents piled up in front of him, and Xiao Mo's fragmented childhood was carefully put together bit by bit by Wang Chong with love.Just to let Xiao Mo look back on the past again, the bumpy road turned into a blooming flower, and he was always with him everywhere.When he turned 16 in a blink of an eye, Xiao Mo blew out the candle again, and a sentence popped up on the screen: You met me at the age of 16.

Wang Chong took out a photo and put it in Xiao Mo's hands. It was a photo of the two of them together.In the photo, Wang Chong has a wound on the corner of his mouth, with one hand casually inserted in his trouser pocket. His upper body is wearing a white school uniform shirt with all the buttons undone, revealing a black T-shirt underneath. His lower body is a pair of black trousers. Several shoe prints.He just casually stood on the flag-raising platform, and the arrogance and domineering energy in his body burst out wantonly.In the photo, Wang Chong was casually reading a crumpled inspection book in his hand.And there is a person standing not far behind him, it is Xiao Mo who is waiting to go on stage to receive the award. He also wears a white shirt and black trousers, but he wears two completely different styles, noble and cool, like a handsome young man .Xiao Mo turned the photo to the back, and there was a line of words written on it in a flying manner: Happy birthday to my future boyfriend.

"This is the only group photo of our first year of high school." Wang Chong said in a low voice.

"Who took it?"

"Xiao Lizi. At that time, I just wanted to make fun of me. I didn't expect you to be in the photo. Did you peek at me at that time?" Wang Chong pointed at the photo, Xiao Mo in the photo was looking in the right direction It is the location of Wang Chong's station.

Xiao Mo nodded in acknowledgment.

"What were you thinking when you looked at me?" Wang Chong asked curiously.

Xiao Mo leaned forward, lightly touched his ear with his slightly cool lips and whispered: "I want to fuck you."

Wang Chong blushed, and pushed Xiao Mo angrily, "Answer seriously!"

"Thinking about the expression on such an arrogant person when I press him on the bed and fuck him hard?" Xiao Mo teased him by biting his ear bone, his voice was hoarse and indistinct.

Wang Chong covered his ears and hid back, half-believing and half-doubting: "Is it true?!"

Xiao Mo looked at Wang Chong's sluggish and cute face under the dim light, and chuckled, "Fake." He leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "At that time, I was thinking that this person is quite capable, obviously A self-criticism was just read by you as an acceptance speech. I remember that the dean around me turned green with anger after hearing your self-criticism."

"That's right! Anyway, I'm also a school bully." Wang Chong raised his chin proudly, "Okay, the last gift." He raised his phone, and the cake candle on the screen finally reached the number 17, "Make a wish, Blow out the candles."

Xiao Mo closed his eyes and made a pious wish, and opened his eyes to blow out the 17-year-old candle.Wang Chong took out a black velvet jewelry box, opened the lid and took out a necklace from inside. It was composed of two silver chains, one long and one short. A little black lazy cat.Wang Chong cleverly put the two pendants together, and it turned into a black kitten holding a small white popsicle in its arms. It was exactly the pattern Xiao Mo drew on the corner of his eye on Halloween.

Wang Chong put the necklace on Xiao Mo's neck, and whispered in his ear: "Happy Brithday, My Little Popsicle." The voice was sweet and gentle to the bone.

Xiao Mo hugged Wang Chong tightly in his arms, buried his whole face in his neck, and kissed his collarbone. His voice was a bit hoarse and sexy, and he replied in a muffled voice, "Thank you, MyLacyCat." You don't know How lucky I am, I met you in the summer when I was 15 years old.

"Tomorrow, after remedial classes are over, let's go on a date."

"it is good."