single sickness

At eight o'clock in the morning, after being disturbed by the sun, he couldn't fall asleep anymore, and Xiang Mo lay idly on the bed, listening to the birds chirping outside the window.

The sound of cooking is heard in the kitchen as always, the "sizzling" sound of the oil pan should be frying eggs, because there is no bacon in the refrigerator, and the "humming" sound of the juicer should be orange juice, because yesterday Mo saw that Du Chi bought oranges.

I planned to wait for the movement to disappear before getting up and washing, but at this moment, the sound of Sanmao pulling the door panel sounded outside the door.

The sound of scratching became louder and louder, accompanied by San Mao's "woo woo", Xiang Mo had no choice but to get up from the bed, dragged his two legs to the door, opened the door, and looked at San Mao who was squatting at the door: "Wake me up so early?"

Sanmao turned around and ran into the kitchen, then looked back at Xiang Mo, meaning to let Xiang Mo follow.

The light in the kitchen was very bright, and Xiang Mo could see Du Chi wearing an apron, going back and forth between the countertop and the dining table.

The apron is Xiangmo's apron.

There are two breakfasts on the table.

The way the two get along has not returned to the original point, but it seems to have diluted many things.Being in the same space and no longer having the same rhythm, Du Chi took the lead in eating breakfast, said "I'm done" to Xiang Mo, and then left the kitchen.

Xiang Mo could feel that when Du Chi spoke to him, he did not bring any emotion.

No complaints, no dissatisfaction, no anger or anything like that, just so lightly, let the flow take its course, and return to getting along with neighbors.

Of course, it's not exactly a neighborhood either.

Du Chi said: "The last time I paid in advance for next week, next time I will start from next week."

Originally, Xiang Mo was afraid that the relationship between the two would become awkward, but he didn't expect Du Chi to be so free and easy, advancing and retreating freely, without being affected at all.

In fact, Xiang Mo didn't want to change their bed partner relationship if possible.

He enjoyed the feeling of having sex with Du Chi, but he was not sure if Du Chi would mind his behavior of drawing boundaries.

Now it seems that Du Chi doesn't mind, and like him, he doesn't want unnecessary things to affect the happiness of the two of them.

In recent days, Xiang Mo often couldn't find his third sister.

Obviously, he has taken care not to let Sanmei run outside, but this stinky cat that eludes people always disappears at every turn.

I searched around on the first and second floors, but couldn't find the third sister, so Xiang Mo came to the balcony on the third floor, and saw Du Chi sitting on a lounge chair blowing the evening breeze as no surprise.

"Is Third Sister here?" Xiang Mo stood at the entrance of the corridor and did not enter the balcony.

"In my room." Du Chi put down the beer can in his hand, "Do you want to see her?"

Xiang Mo couldn't help feeling strange, the third sister was obviously his cat, why did Du Chi ask this question as if he was the owner?

If you don't want to see it, he has been looking for it for a long time, which makes no sense because he is in Du Chi's room, so he doesn't want to see it.

Let's talk about it, he has to go to Du Chi's room again, which will definitely bring back some bad memories for him.

Before Xiang Mo could react, Du Chi had already stepped over his shoulder, came to his bedroom door, and opened the door.

Du Chi's attitude was very natural, and there was no impurity in his eyes. If Xiang Mo didn't look away, he would appear to be an awkward person.So he had no choice but to follow and enter Du Chi's room.

Different from the last visit, there was a small wooden house in the corner of Du Chi's room, and the third sister was curled up in it and sleeping soundly.

Xiang Mo knelt down in front of the little house: "Did you build a nest for her?"

"It's the delivery room." Du Chi sat cross-legged beside Xiang Mo, "Her due date is next month."

The doctor also told Xiang Mo about this. He thought it would be good to give birth in the cat's litter, but he didn't expect to need something like a delivery room.

"I don't understand anything." He was suddenly a little worried, and looked at Du Chi beside him, "What if something unexpected happens then?"

"It's okay." Du Chi looked at the third sister and said lightly, "I'm here."

His tone was very casual, with his unique laziness, but what he said made Xiang Mo feel at ease.

The strings in my heart were gently plucked, and there were layers of ripples.

At this moment, Xiang Mo suddenly realized that he was still different from Du Chi.

No matter how repressed the feelings that have broken out of the ground are, they still exist deep in my heart, and I can't turn a blind eye to them.

He thinks that he is also a free and easy person, who can control his heart without any effort, and can draw a clear line with Du Chi calmly, but the reality does not seem to be like this.

Without the intimate teasing, without the warm hug, everything made Xiang Mo uncomfortable.

He never knew that it took such a short time to form a habit.

There was an inexplicable sourness in my heart, and even the tip of my tongue felt a little bitter.

Xiang Mo found that he still couldn't move forward and retreat with ease like Du Chi.

"Teacher Xiang?" Du Chi's voice interrupted Xiang Mo's thoughts, "Are you still going to the art exhibition on Saturday?"

When he said this, Du Chi put his hands behind his back, looking indifferent, as if it didn't matter whether he went or not.

Xiang Mo definitely wanted to see it, it was his favorite painter, even if Du Chi didn't go, he would go.

He suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, and maintained his indifference on the surface: "Go."

Speaking of which, Xiang Mo was about to ask Du Chi if he was still going, but Du Chi said, "Then I'll come back to pick you up at 03:30 in the afternoon."

He directly skipped the question of whether to go or not, and tacitly agreed that if Xiang Mo went to the art exhibition, he would go with him.

This made Xiang Mo heave a sigh of relief, because he still wanted to go to the art exhibition with Du Chi.

On Saturday, Du Chi didn't know where he went early in the morning.

Xiang Mo gave the advanced sketching class to the students as usual, but he was somewhat absent-minded.

Meng Yun came to the studio to help, and chatted with Xiang Mo in her free time: "Is my wife not here today?"

Xiang Mo took a sip of the scented tea in his hand, watched the students' drawing progress, and responded casually, "Yes."

Meng Yun snickered: "Do you want to go on a date because you don't want to go to class?"

Xiang Mo frowned slightly: "Nothing."

After three o'clock in the afternoon, the students left one after another.

With Meng Yun's help, Xiang Mo packed up the studio, then went back upstairs and changed his clothes for going out.White short sleeves are paired with khaki knee-length shorts, and a pair of light-colored loafers are added to the feet. It is a very casual outfit.

When I went down from the second floor to the first floor, I just received a message from Du Chi, saying that he had arrived at the door.

Xiang Mo walked out of the studio unhurriedly, and vaguely heard Meng Yun and Du Chi chatting outside the courtyard.

"Are you guys going on a date?"

"Look at the art exhibition."

"Isn't that just a date?"

The moment he walked out of the small courtyard, Xiang Mo froze in place.

I saw a bright blue Maserati parked beside the narrow street.Du Chi was wearing a beige casual suit, leaning lazily on the driver's door, with his hands casually folded around his chest, and the watch on his left wrist was shining brightly in the sun.

"Teacher Xiang," Meng Yun saw Xiang Mo, and said excitedly, "I just said why do you look like you don't want to go to class, you are in a hurry to go on a date."

Xiang Mo: "..."

He's a little confused now.

Xiang Mo knew that Du Chi's family was in good condition, but he didn't expect such an exaggeration.

Sitting in a luxury car that he had never ridden before, he forgot to fasten his seat belt for a while, so when Du Chi turned over, Xiang Mo smelled the faint scent of perfume on his body and saw the expensive Rolex on his left wrist.

It's just to see an art exhibition, there's no need to do this, right?

Looking at his white short sleeves again, Xiang Mo suddenly felt that he was a little impolite?

"Have you gone home?" Xiang Mo sat in the passenger seat honestly, allowing Du Chi to fasten his seat belt.

"Yeah." Du Chi started the engine, "The art museum is a bit far away, so it's inconvenient to ride a bicycle."

Xiang Mo thought to himself, we can obviously take the subway.

Until he arrived at the Fanghe Art Museum, Xiang Mo was still a little foggy.

He thought he knew Du Chi fairly well, knew Du Chi's living habits and his way of thinking, but if he had to say it, he didn't even know when Du Chi's birthday was.

"Xiao Du." As soon as he entered the art gallery, a man with the appearance of a wealthy businessman came over and greeted Du Chi enthusiastically, "How is Mr. Du recently?"

"It's okay, thank you, Uncle Li, for your concern."

The more he walked in, the more strange Xiang Mo felt.

There are many interesting paintings hanging in the spacious art gallery, but Xiang Mo's thoughts at this moment are all on Du Chi.

Du Chi, who was wearing a suit, still had his lazy spirit, but the neat tie and straight trousers exuded a style that Xiang Mo had never seen before.

When his hands are in the pockets of his trousers, the placket of his jacket will be slightly opened to the sides, and the outline of his chest hidden under the white shirt can be vaguely seen.

Xiang Mo knew exactly what the outline under the shirt looked like, he could even draw it with his eyes closed, but looking through the shirt, there was an inexplicably seductive abstinence.

"Du Chi!"

After wandering along with Du Chi to the second floor, Xiang Mo suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Following the sound, he saw Ye Xing pulling a handsome man towards the two of them, and he didn't know if it was his new love.

"I heard that you won the Founder Award two days ago, didn't you treat your guests to dinner?" Ye Xing asked.

Xiang Mo was slightly taken aback, what award?

"Another day." Du Chi said, "Who is this?"

"My boyfriend." Ye Xing took the man's arm, announced a name, and then introduced to the man, "This is Du Chi, and this art gallery belongs to them."

After finishing speaking, he also introduced Xiang Mo by the way.

Xiang Mo suppressed the shock in his heart, and dryly squeezed out two words: "Hello."

Ye Xing said that he and his boyfriend had to rush to have dinner, so he didn't chat with Du Chi and Xiang Mo for too long, and soon parted ways with them.

Xiang Mo has no interest in appreciating the exhibition, not because the works on the wall are unattractive, but because he realizes that he really doesn't know Du Chi at all.

The complicated emotions were unraveled, and the most important one was anger.

Why didn't Du Chi tell him about winning the award?Why didn't you tell him that the place where he used to hold art exhibitions was his family's art gallery?

Is it because they don't know each other well?

The anger gathered little by little, and when it reached the peak, it suddenly became like a leaky balloon, turning into a deep powerlessness.

They are indeed unfamiliar, why should he be angry?

"Is this your art gallery?" Xiang Mo stood still in front of a work, and asked Du Chi beside him with a natural expression.

After all, knowing something astonishing, he didn't react in any way, but rather deliberately.

"Yes." Du Chi said, "You didn't ask."

"Oh, okay." Xiang Mo turned his head to admire the painting, without asking any other questions.

He thought he had perfectly hidden his emotions, but he didn't know that even a fool could see that he was angry.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Xiang Mo said.

After Xiang Mo left, Du Chi stood there and waited.The place where he was standing was not far from the entrance on the second floor, and Ye Xing, who came out of the visit, bumped into him again.

"Where's Teacher Xiang?" Ye Xing looked around and asked curiously.

"In the bathroom." Du Chi said.

"There's something wrong with you today." Ye Xing ignored Xiang Mo, focused on Du Chi, and sized him up with interest, "Don't you hate wearing a suit the most? Why are you so handsome today? "

Du Chi looked at his watch and said casually, "Fishing cats."

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Du Chi: With ease?Advance and retreat freely?It's all fake.