single sickness

Before deleting WeChat friends, the last sentence Xiang Mo sent to Qian Kun was: Let's break up.

At that time, this sentence was somewhat angry, because Xiang Mo thought that Qian Kun would change his mind if he threatened to break up, but in fact, Qian Kun still insisted on going abroad for development. He wrote five words: I will be back.

In Xiang Mo's cognition, the breakup was a consensus between the two without any doubt.

Although he didn't mean to break up with him at the beginning, Qian Kun's attitude was tantamount to acquiescing, so he always believed that he was the one who was dumped, and it took a long time to get out of it.

But looking at Qian Kun's appearance now, he doesn't seem to think that he and Xiang Mo have broken up.

"I said I would come back, why didn't you believe me?"

In the small courtyard of the studio, Xiang Mo asked Du Chi to take the third sister back upstairs, leaving him and Qian Kun alone.

After three years of absence, Qian Kun lost her impetuousness and became more mature.The business casual shirt sets off his calm temperament, and the exquisite lace-up shoes make him look chic and gentlemanly.

Even if the words he said were questioning in nature, there was a sense of calmness in his tone.

If it was Xiang Mo three years ago, he might be more and more fascinated by Qian Kun now, but the premise is that the two of them have not broken up.

"We have already broken up." Xiang Mo repeated it again, with a calm tone, as if stating the studio's business hours.

"I never agreed to break up." Qian Kun looked around the small courtyard, as if dissatisfied with the open-air conversation environment, and said, "We need to talk about this matter, go to my car."

Speech does not make sense, waste of time and waste of expression.

Xiang Mo looked away a little irritably, and found that San Mao was squatting at the door of the studio, eavesdropping on the conversation between the two openly with his tongue out.

What are you looking at?Xiang Mo thought, will you help your master spy on me?

"Baby." Seeing that Xiang Mo was clearly not cooperating, Qian Kun frowned and called out again.

"Don't call me baby." Xiang Mo looked away lightly, "No matter what you think, Qian Kun, you are already a thing of the past with me."

So please don't get entangled here, so as not to let the person upstairs see the joke.

——Xiang Mo didn't say the second half of the sentence, because he wasn't sure if Du Chi was watching the fun upstairs.

"But I told you to wait for me." There was a certainty in Qian Kun's attitude, as if as long as he reasoned well, the matter would make sense.

In the past, Xiang Mo was attracted by his self-confidence, thinking that he was a shining little sun, and he even led himself to become positive.

But with the growth of age and experience, self-confidence is no longer a precious quality for Xiang Mo, because he himself is his own universe and no longer needs others to illuminate it.

"I didn't wait for you. Is that all right?"

Not wanting to engage in meaningless arguments, and not wanting to recall the process of breaking up, Xiang Mo gave a straightforward conclusion. If he is a smart person, he should already understand his attitude - there is nothing to talk about.

Qian Kun fell silent, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Is that the man just now?"

The topic was inexplicably brought up to Du Chi, but Xiang Mo didn't keep up with the rhythm: "Huh?"

"Who is he to you?" Qian Kun asked again.

This question is a bit difficult to answer.

Everyone has a delicate mood when facing their ex, and Xiang Mo is no exception.He can talk nonsense with Tan Song, saying that Du Chi is his sex buddy, but he can't say that with Qian Kun.

Because the internationally accepted rule of breaking up is to let the ex know that he is doing well.Xiang Mo couldn't let Qian Kun feel that after Qian Kun left, his life became depraved, and he didn't even look for a serious date, only looking for friends with benefits.

Although this can be regarded as a fact in a certain sense, his life is perfect and not depraved, so Qian Kun cannot be misunderstood.

So the most convenient way is to say that Du Chi is his boyfriend.

But Xiang Mo didn't know what he was avoiding, or because San Mao looked at him with guilt, he immediately denied this idea.

So after hesitating for a long time, he actually said the truth: "He is my neighbor."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xiang Mo began to regret, he could obviously reply "None of your business" in a chic way.

"That's good." Qian Kun obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you think we have broken up, then I will start chasing you again from today."

Xiang Mo couldn't help feeling a little headache. He subconsciously looked up at the balcony on the third floor, hoping that a tool person would come down to help at this time, but there was no figure of Du Chi on the balcony.

"I was able to catch you before, and I can still catch you now."

Before leaving, Qian Kun left these words.

Xiang Mo didn't know who had disclosed his address to Qian Kun, so it would be pointless to ask his WeChat friends one by one now.

He searched around on the first and second floors, but he didn't see the third sister, so he came to the balcony on the third floor and found Du Chi sitting on a lounge chair with his third sister in his arms, blowing the evening breeze leisurely.

Recently, the sky is getting darker and later, and the afterimage of the setting sun can still be seen after seven o'clock.The wind was a bit strong at the moment, and the sycamore trees on the side of the road made rustling noises.

Xiang Mo went to another empty lounge chair and sat down. Before he could speak, he heard Du Chi tease: "Xiang Baobao?"

Listening to his tone, it seems to be saying: baby, how many surprises do you have that I don't know?

Xiang Mo was not surprised at all that Du Chi would insist on this title. If he didn't make fun of it, it would make Xiang Mo feel uncomfortable.

"Don't call me that." Xiang Mo said without any response.

"Ex-boyfriend?" Du Chi asked.

"Ah."

"He's pretty handsome."

Xiang Mo turned his head to look at Du Chi, and found that he was teasing the third sister in his arms, and he didn't know if he was chatting seriously. The words of praising Qian Kun as handsome were a bit perfunctory no matter how they were heard.

"Why, do you like it?" Xiang Mo said casually, "I can introduce you."

Du Chi stopped teasing the third sister, raised his eyes casually, looked at Xiang Mo and asked, "Are you willing?"

Xiang Mo subconsciously thought that Du Chi was saying that he was reluctant to part with his ex-boyfriend, and when he was about to deny it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

If he was not mistaken, Du Chi seemed to be asking him that he was reluctant to part with himself.

The orange sunset was inexplicably a little sunburnt, and Xiang Mo's cheeks were slightly hot from the sun.He looked away unnaturally, looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance and said, "You know Fang He's private art gallery? It's the one where I held an art exhibition."

Since Du Chi has visited it, he must know.

Du Chi didn't deny it, and continued to rub the third sister: "What's wrong?"

"It's not easy to hold an art exhibition there. It was my ex-boyfriend who introduced me through his family relationship, so I was able to hold a personal art exhibition there."

"yes."

"His family is in the real estate business. In recent years, many Chinese have gone overseas to buy real estate, and their family has done their business overseas."

"Oh."

The third sister, who was lying in Du Chi's arms, was snoring comfortably, but for some reason, she suddenly jumped from Du Chi's arms to the ground, and disappeared in the corridor in a blink of an eye.

Although she was pregnant with Zai Zai, Sanmei was still agile.

"You're not interested." Xiang Mo keenly noticed that Du Chi said very little, "Then let's not talk about him."

"No." Du Chi said lazily, "There is still something of interest."

"for example?"

"Why do you like him?"

Unexpectedly, it was such a meaningless question, Xiang Mo said dully: "Everyone has a time when they are young and ignorant."

I suddenly saw my ex-boyfriend whom I hadn't seen for three years, and said that it was impossible for me not to have any disturbance in my heart.

But it was just a small stone thrown into the sea, and no huge waves were set off.Now Xiang Mo takes things like feelings very lightly, so he doesn't bother to remember his youth anymore.

Du Chi seemed to want to continue asking, but suddenly the doorbell rang downstairs.

Just because he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, Xiang Mo got up and walked to the balcony, looked downstairs, and found that the person standing outside the gate of the small courtyard was Aunt Zhou from the flower shop next door, holding a large bouquet of red roses in her hand.

"Are they looking for you?" Xiang Mo asked, looking back at Du Chi.

Du Chi got up and came to Xiang Mo's side. He also saw the eye-catching red rose downstairs, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure it's not your ex-boyfriend?"

It seemed impolite to ask how much it was from a high place, so Xiang Mo and Du Chi came to the small courtyard from the balcony. As Du Chi expected, the rose in Aunt Zhou's hand was indeed given by Qian Kun.

"The customer ordered 99 roses just now, and they have been packed for a long time." Aunt Zhou, wearing a plain cheongsam, handed a large bouquet of roses to Xiang Mo, and then gathered the silk scarf and shawl that had slipped down to her elbows, with a hesitant look on her face He said calmly, "Xiao Xiang, if you encounter a psychopath, you can choose to call the police."

For people in Aunt Zhou's era, homosexuality was not a glamorous thing.When Qian Kun sent Mo Meigui so blatantly, his thoughts were clearly revealed.

Although he knew that Aunt Zhou was out of kindness and wanted to remind Xiang Mo, but Xiang Mo was somewhat embarrassed. After all, according to Aunt Zhou's standards, he was also a psychopath.

Just as he was hesitating how to respond, Du Chi beside him suddenly grabbed Xiang Mo's shoulder and said in a natural tone, "Aunt Zhou, who are you calling perverted?"

When Du Chi said this, his attitude was very kind, and he easily resolved Xiang Mo's embarrassment with the younger generation acting like a baby to the elder.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell right away that he was coming out with Xiang Mo, as if he wanted to accompany Xiang Mo to advance and retreat together.

After all, Aunt Zhou is a person with a lot of experience in the world, she just froze for a moment, and then said apologetically: "Xiao Xiang, Auntie has lived abroad and seen such things, it's normal. I just thought you were not, so ..."

"It's okay, Aunt Zhou." Xiang Mo said, "I don't mind."

After Aunt Zhou left, Xiang Mo stuffed the rose in Du Chi's hand: "Thank you."

He didn't have any other intentions, but Aunt Zhou carefully packaged it and threw away the fruit of labor that was a bit of a waste of others, so he simply borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.If Du Chi hadn't helped him out just now, he really didn't know how to respond.

"This is not good." Du Chi took out the small card stuffed in the bouquet, lowered his eyes and said casually, "You will always be my baby."

After reading it, he seemed to be numb, he frowned and let out a "tsk".

To be honest, Xiang Mo was also a little disgusted, how could he like this kind of address when he was young?

With a somewhat disgusting meaning to Du Chi, he followed Du Chi's words and said, "It's your baby, okay?"

"Okay." Du Chi smiled and asked suddenly, "Do you need help?"

"What help?" Xiang Mo asked.

"This." Du Chi shook the small card in his hand, "Or do you solve it yourself?"

The tool man went online again, just in line with Xiangmo's wishes.

However, Qian Kun is different from Tan Song. Tan Song at least has no barriers to communication and can retreat in spite of difficulties. However, Qian Kun grew up in such a family environment and has an extremely confident personality. He will not listen to others at all, but only believes in himself. judgment.

After thinking about it, Xiang Mo said, "This time, you can't pretend to be your bed partner."

In addition to being afraid that Qian Kun would mistake him for a depraved life, Xiang Mo was also afraid that Qian Kun would say he didn't mind, so he wanted to "save" him affectionately.That would not only fail to solve the problem, but would complicate things.

"Then you let me not have to pretend."

There is no need to pretend, it is nothing more than to make the relationship real.

Xiang Mo didn't know when Du Chi talked to him more and more casually, as if the two of them had a relationship where they could talk casually.

He ignored this sentence and continued: "The point is not to pretend, it's that the bed partner relationship doesn't work."

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the tall sycamore trees blocked the street lights outside, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly when chatting face to face in the small courtyard.

Xiang Mo turned and walked towards the house, Du Chi followed behind him, and casually placed the rose on the long table in the studio.

"He doesn't mind?" Du Chi asked.

"No, he will think that the bed partner is just a casual, not true love, he is." Having said this, Xiang Mo stopped going upstairs, turned to look at Du Chi, and said in thought, "You may have to pretend to be mine." Boy friend."

The voice-activated light suddenly lit up above the head, and the dim yellow light illuminated the narrow corridor. The steps offset the height difference between the two, as if infinitely shortening the distance between them.

Xiang Mo suddenly felt that something was wrong, the word "boyfriend" should not appear on two bachelors, so he turned around again, continued to walk upstairs, and said lightly: "Forget it, don't worry about it." Blend."

"Heh." Du Chi's chuckle sounded behind him, and in the next second, Xiang Mo's wrist was grabbed by Du Chi.

"Since he's so confident, it's no use pretending to be a boyfriend?"

Before Xiang Mo could react, he felt his back hit his warm chest.

Du Chi put his arms around Xiang Mo's waist from behind, rested his chin lazily on his shoulder, leaned into his ear and said, "You mean it, wife?"

The tingling current was transmitted from the base of the ears to the heart, like an overload, and then transmitted to the fingertips before disappearing on its own.Xiang Mo could clearly feel that the big dog behind him was sparing no effort to exude his male hormones.

Pretending to be a boyfriend is really not exciting enough, if you just pretend to be an old couple, then Qian Kun should stop pestering her.

His throat was inexplicably dry, Xiang Mo licked his lips lightly, and turned his head to look at Du Chi: "Do you want to go to my room?"

The arms around his waist were tightened, Du Chi looked straight at Xiang Mo's lips, and said, "Okay."

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The place where Mo Mo held the exhibition is the art gallery of Du Gou’s house