single sickness

The focus of sight was chasing Du Chi's back, and as his back disappeared behind the gate of the small courtyard, he suddenly became a little dazed.

Xiang Mo wanted to follow subconsciously, but someone grabbed his wrist suddenly. Qian Kun beside him seemed dissatisfied with being treated as air, and frowned slightly: "Baby?"

The rising tone carried a hint of reminder, as if to say, I'm still here, where are you going?Shouldn't your attention be on me?

Originally, Xiang Mo had planned to ignore this title, but he still overestimated his ability to endure.

"Are you finished?" The impatience in my heart suddenly broke out at this time, Xiang Mo shook off Qian Kun's hand, and said with the remaining patience, "We have a mutual friend, Qian Kun, can you know my At the current address, I can also know that you have a new love abroad, so don't get entangled here, okay?"

If he had to, Xiang Mo could list countless reasons why he didn't want to get back together with Qian Kun.

He no longer has feelings for Qian Kun, he only wants to live a single life, he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, etc...

The reason why he didn't say anything is because talking is also divided into perfunctory and wandering. If he opens his heart to talk about his thoughts with Qian Kun, he will enter the level of distraction, which will make Qian Kun feel that, It seems that the two still have room for negotiation.

Sure enough, after Xiang Mogang said this sentence, Qian Kun seemed to have found a breakthrough, and asked, "So you care about this matter? It's not a new love, it's just keeping each other warm. My heart is always with you .”

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the gradual change from irritability to violent emotion in his heart, Xiang Mo told himself that being angry is bad for his health, and said with a deadpan expression: "But my heart is not with you."

"You seem to have a deep misunderstanding of me. It's not suitable to talk here. Shall we change places?"

"No, I'm not free." Thinking of Du Chi's leaving back, Xiang Mo didn't want to waste any more time, and walked towards his small courtyard.

Qian Kun followed with strides, and seemed to want to go into the courtyard to continue talking.

Xiang Mo stopped in his tracks, turned his head and warned, "If you follow me again, I let the dog bite someone."

After saying this, he slammed the gate of the small courtyard shut.

The first and second floors were completely dark, and finally Xiang Mo found Du Chi on the balcony of the third floor, who was stroking the cat.

He nestled cross-legged in the lounge chair, and scratched Third Sister's chin with his index finger. Third Sister lay lazily in his arms, with a comfortable purring sound from her throat.

Xiang Mo didn't deliberately restrain his footsteps, he knew that Du Chi heard his movements.But Du Chi still concentrates on teasing Third Sister, as if treating him as a transparent person.

For a while, Xiang Mo didn't know how to break the silence, so he sat down beside Du Chi first.

It seemed that he hadn't been so anxious for a long time. Even when facing students who wanted to drop out of class, he had never been indifferent.

After a while, it was Du Chi who spoke first, but the person he spoke to was Third Sister: "Little cats can't do this, you know?"

She pinched her ears gently with her fingers, and then scratched the side of her face. The skillful technique made the third sister narrow her eyes, raised her chin and leaned into Du Chi's arms again.

Xiang Mo heard the voice of Du Chi's words, and knew that Du Chi was talking about the third sister on the surface, but he was actually talking about him.

He cleared his throat unnaturally, and asked Du Chi, "Are you angry?"

Du Chi finally lifted his eyes from the third sister, looked at Xiang Mo casually and asked, "Why are you angry?"

His tone was very natural, as if he didn't understand Xiang Mo's question at all.

But Xiang Mo is not a straight man of steel, Du Chi obviously has emotions, and it is impossible for him to pretend not to see it.

"Just now you just left." Xiang Mo said, "I know you are angry."

It is better to draw conclusions directly than to ask questions.Xiang Mo could somewhat guess the reason for his anger, but he didn't want to think about it.

"Oh, you're thinking too much." Du Chi lowered his gaze again, and scratched Third Sister's chin, "What position do I have to be angry?"

On these matters, the two still had a tacit understanding, because Xiang Mo also thought so, and Du Chi didn't seem to be angry.

If Tan Song couldn't tell his relationship with Xiang Mo in front of his ex-boyfriend, then Xiang Mo would just feel indifferent, because what happened to Tan Song and his ex-boyfriend was none of his business.

So having said that, he and Du Chi still seem to be different, the relationship between the two seems to be more than a simple bed partner relationship.

For example, as a friend, Du Chi felt angry when he saw him dragging his feet and couldn't solve even such a simple matter.

Or, when it is clearly agreed, calling "husband" can solve the trouble, but you can't say it yourself, which makes people feel angry.

It was probably these positions, and the rest of Xiang Mo didn't want to analyze it.

Anyway, no matter what made Du Chi unhappy, Xiang Mo only had one thought in his mind, he didn't want Du Chi to be angry with him.

"Did you know that you like to add the word 'oh' when you're talking nonsense?" Xiang Mo asked with his heels on the edge of the chair, arms around his legs, his chin resting on his knees, and looking at Du Chi.

"Really?" Du Chi raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Xiang Mo said, "So I know you're angry with me."

"Then why do you think I'm angry?"

The smelly dog ​​finally admitted that he was not happy, and Xiang Mo simply pointed out: "You are angry that I didn't call your husband."

Having said that, Xiang Mo couldn't help but start to reflect. He knew it was fake, so why couldn't he scream?

When I was perfunctory to the students before, I was able to open my mouth without any psychological burden.So now...

There seemed to be some inexplicable things in his heart, which became an imperceptible psychological burden, making it impossible for him to speak out easily.

When he realized this, Xiang Mo was slightly dazed.

Reason should have issued a warning at this time to keep him away from these elusive things, but the id, which represents desire, did not want to be controlled by the ego, and resisted the cordon in his heart.

This seems more dangerous.

The confused thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and Du Chi asked lightly: "Then can I be angry?"

A sentence without emotion, as if just asking who will cook today.

But Xiang Mo understood the deeper meaning of Du Chi's words. He was asking Xiang Mo, if you agree or not, I should be angry.

Unilateral anger really has no position, but if Xiang Mo also agrees that Du Chi should be angry, then this matter is no longer a unilateral act of self-indulgence, but a special thing that only special people can do.

For example, if Xiang Mo didn't take care of his body, then Luo Yang or Aunt Zhou would have no position to be angry, because they were neither relatives nor relatives, and no one could control the other.

On the other hand, if there is someone who has the stance that Xiang Mo doesn't cherish his body, it can only be someone who is special to Xiang Mo.

On the surface, Du Chi's question sounded like he was asking for Xiang Mo's opinion, but it was actually far more than that simple.

Expanding his words, Du Chi is actually asking Xiang Mo, are we in a relationship where I can get angry when you falter in front of your ex-boyfriend.

Putting this sentence in another way, Du Chi's meaning can be simplified as, am I special to you?

In just a moment, Xiang Mo had figured out what Du Chi meant.

To be honest, Du Chi's question was very tactful, and although the implication was obvious, it was not so elusive.

Even if Xiang Mo has understood the level of "special person", he still can't be sure what kind of special Du Chi wants.

Perhaps it was because he didn't explain clearly that Xiang Mo's heart still hadn't been cordoned off.

He actually felt in a daze that Du Chi was indeed a little special to him.

Just that little bit, nothing more.

For the sake of Du Chi's anger, Xiang Mo slightly opened his lips: "Yes."

The casual expression softened, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Du Chi's mouth.

—Can I be angry?

--Can.

Xiang Mo didn't expect Du Chi to be so easy to coax, and two simple words could calm him down.

But the stinky dog ​​is really a stinky dog, even though he had calmed down, Du Chi still asked: "Then I'm angry, and you didn't say anything?"

What else can I say?

Xiang Mo didn't want to give Du Chi a chance to make progress, so he got up and walked into the corridor: "I invite you to see the art exhibition on weekends."

Du Chi's voice sounded behind him: "Can I not go?"

Xiang Motou did not reply: "As you like."

Before he could walk into the corridor in the future, he was suddenly embraced by a large dog behind him.Du Chi rested his chin on Xiang Mo's shoulder, bit his ear and said, "Just the exhibition is not enough."

Realizing that the male dog was showing signs of estrus again, Xiang Mo quickly held down the dishonest hand on his waist, turned his head and stared at Du Chi and said, "We agreed once a week, what are you doing?"

"Can you tell me?" Du Chi tilted his head, "Why don't I remember?"

Why didn't you say yes?

For the last time last night, Xiang Mo didn't want to come again. If Du Chi hadn't agreed to only once a week, he would never have agreed to Du Chi's tormenting him until three o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Let's just say yes." Du Chi said and bit Xiang Mo's earlobe again, "Then I'll advance payment for next week."

Are you happy? !

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Du Chi: Don't call me husband, okay.