single sickness

What you think is one thing, what you actually feel is another.

Xiang Mo thought he wouldn't mind Du Chi sending Ye Xing away, but seeing the backs of the two chatting on the street, he realized that he was actually not that generous.

No matter how reassuring Du Chi is, Xiang Mo still feels insecure.

In the final analysis, the two are just plastic couples, just like other couples' relationship direction. After the passionate love period, the relationship between the two should have become weaker and weaker, but seeing that the month is about to expire, there is no feeling of passionate love at all. signs of disappearance.

On the contrary, Xiang Mo became more and more possessive of Du Chi.

This is not a good sign.

Xiang Mo seems to be caught in a strange circle, the more Du Chi reassures him, the more he enjoys love, but the more he enjoys love, the more uneasy he becomes.

Going around and going around, going back to the original place, it turns out that the antidote for love is no solution.

Du Chi's reply popped up in the WeChat dialog box.

【Dubin: Immediately】

The note is not that Xiang Mo accidentally made a typo, but that he wanted to change the "dog name" of his big dog, so he changed it to a fierce Doberman pinscher.

The word Doberman is followed by a dog's head expression, which makes the majestic big dog a little more cute.

Within a few minutes, the online car-hailing driver picked up Ye Xing, and Du Chi's footsteps were soon heard in the corridor.

Xiang Mo opened the bedroom door, waited for Du Chi's figure to appear on the second floor, and asked pretending not to care, "Are you done?"

"It will take a while." Du Chi stopped in front of Xiang Mo's bedroom door, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Xiang Mo said lightly, making gestures to close the door, "Just to tell you that I'm done."

There are still many details of the human body on the drawing paper that have not been processed. As long as Xiang Mo wants to draw, he can continue to draw at any time, and it is impossible to "finish".

Du Chi smiled softly, squeezed into the crack of the door, and put Xiang Mo in his arms: "My wife."

"Huh?" Xiang Mo wrapped his arms around Du Chi's neck, ready for a kiss.

"When will you be more honest?" Du Chi deliberately tucked his chin away from Xiang Mo's approaching lips.

"Frank?" Xiang Mo stopped his forward momentum, and met Du Chi's gaze with his chin raised.

"As long as you say you want it," Du Chi's eyes were full of smiles, "I'll finish it in minutes."

Being seen through his mind again, Xiang Mo was inevitably a little annoyed.He frowned slightly, and withdrew his arm around Du Chi: "I didn't."

"Yes, you didn't." Du Chi didn't give Xiang Mo a chance to leave, he pressed the back of his neck and bit his lip, "I want it."

The phoenix tree in June is full of flowers and shade.

Knowing that the sound of cicadas overwhelmed the melodious birdsong, it added a bit of boredom to the scorching summer.

Occasionally passing cars on the street brought up dust, which disturbed the quiet and blooming roses in front of the flower shop.

Xiang Mo's studio had a new student sign up, and the mobile phone received an account notification.

He wrote the year and month on the receipt, but when writing the date, the tip of his pen stayed on the paper for a long time.

All in all, three days have passed since the one-month period.

He had been waiting for Du Chi to bring this up, but Du Chi never seemed to care about the date, and he didn't realize that the date of their relationship had expired.

Of course, this is just Xiang Mo's unilateral guess. Maybe Du Chi has already found out what is due, but he is also like Xiang Mo, pretending not to know anything.

The third sister's belly is becoming more and more obvious, and the due date is not long.

Zhao Xiaoqiao finished the college entrance examination. Although the results have not yet come out, it is said that the estimated score is good, and she has entered the holiday of letting herself go.

Luo Yang started to prepare for the opening of a branch store. Recently, he was looking for locations in the city and was away from the store all day.

Aunt Zhou's flower shop became busy, receiving a lot of wedding orders, as if summer is the season of love.

The lives of the neighbors are all in order, but Xiang Mo always feels that something is wrong, and there is always a big rock hanging in his heart.

"Teacher?" The registered student glanced at his phone, reminding Xiang Mo of today's date.

Xiang Mo withdrew his thoughts and concentrated on finishing the receipt.

In the evening, Xiang Mo made fried rice for himself for lunch.

Du Chi went home to eat, not in the old bungalow.This is already the second time this week, and today is only Wednesday.

In the empty kitchen, there was a little less life, and only the monotonous sound of the collision of dishes and chopsticks remained.

Xiang Mo chewed the food in his mouth slowly, looked at the empty chair opposite, and thought...it was okay.

He has eaten like this for three years, and he is not used to it.

Wash the dishes by yourself, clean up the kitchen by yourself, you should live your own life.

I kept drawing until ten o'clock in the evening, when I finally heard the sound of Du Chi coming back from downstairs.

Xiang Mo just walked to the window to have a look, but did not go downstairs to greet him as usual.

After a while, there was a knock on the bedroom door, accompanied by Du Chi's voice: "Wife?"

Strangely, the boredom that had engulfed Xiang Mo all night disappeared in an instant. He took three steps at a time, came to the door and opened it: "I'm back."

It seems that it still doesn't work.

When he was not with Du Chi, Xiang Mo had been doing psychological construction, trying to get used to living alone again.

Every time he would feel that he could do it, but as soon as Du Chi came home and returned to him, all his hard work would be in vain.

Today's psychological construction needs more layers, because Du Chi has reduced the time spent in the old bungalow, and Xiang Mo has an inexplicable premonition in his heart that he feels that Du Chi is going to break up with him.

While painting, he was ready to talk about breaking up with Du Chi when he got home, but when he heard the word "wife", his hanging heart suddenly relaxed, because he knew that this moment was postponed again.

"Have you had a good meal?" Du Chi asked.

"Yeah." Xiang Mo nodded.

He really hated himself in this state.

Apart from trying to figure out Du Chi's mind, he was absent-minded about doing anything else throughout the day.Fear and anxiety are all sequelae of love.

"You seem to be very busy recently." I really didn't want to continue like this, so Xiang Mo tried to bring up the topic.

"I'm a bit busy." Du Chi said and paused, "My dad is urging me to go home."

The former sentence is still a normal chat, and the latter sentence is to take over Xiang Mo's topic.

Obviously Du Chi understood Xiang Mo's tone and expression, and knew that he didn't want to drag on like this any longer.

In other words, like Xiang Mo, he knew that the deadline had passed.

Well, we can finally get down to business.

"Are you going home?" Xiang Mo asked.

"Look at you." Du Chi said, "If you want me to stay, I will stay."

Sensibility told Xiang Mo that he did not want Du Chi to leave, but rationality warned him that next time it would not be as simple as a month, the more he invested, the worse he would fall.

"If you want to stay, you can stay." Xiang Mo returned the decision to Du Chi.

He really didn't dare to be the one who opened the mouth, he didn't want to jump out rationally and laugh at him when he was licking his wound in the future: You asked for it in the first place.Only when Du Chi opened his mouth would he not have to bear so much pressure.

Du Chi exhaled, and said, as if he had nothing to do with Xiang Mo, "wife."

"En." Xiang Mo was not sure what Du Chi meant, and became a little nervous for no reason, his heartbeat was so fast that he could hardly control his breathing.

"Are you happy during this time?" Du Chi asked.

There was an earnest and seductive tone in his tone, as if he was paving the way for the next topic.At this time, Xiang Mo suddenly realized that it seemed that between breaking up and not breaking up, Du Chi was more inclined to the latter.

But it seems that Du Chi also has some kind of uncertainty, which makes him unable to make a firm judgment.

So Du Chi is not sure whether the two can make it to the end?

"Happiness is happiness," Xiang Mo frowned slightly, and instead of following Du Chi's words, he changed the topic, "But——"

"You're afraid of making a promise." Du Chi took the initiative to interrupt Xiang Mo.

"Aren't you the same?" Xiang Mo asked strangely.

Commitment means devotion, obviously Du Chi is also hesitant to take this step forward, otherwise why is he so hesitant?

"Let's do this." Du Chi sighed compromisingly, "Can you come for another month?"

"Ah?" Xiang Mo was taken aback, "Then where is your house?"

"I can solve it." Du Chi said, "It's not a big deal."

Xiang Moxuan's heart was somewhat relieved, but his and Du Chi's state was different from last time's ease of handling. He could almost predict that it would definitely be incomprehensible again after a month.

But what can be done?

He didn't want to move forward, and Du Chi didn't want to move forward either. It seemed that he could only maintain the status quo.

"Then let's do this first." Xiang Mo said.In the end, he still couldn't escape the vicious circle, but got deeper and deeper, and he couldn't blame anyone, but he was not as free and easy as he imagined.

The next morning, Du Chi returned to his home.

The two had clearly chatted, but it seemed like they hadn't talked, and the state was still so wrong.

Being in a relationship is trouble.

Hearing the ear-piercing cicadas, Xiang Mo prepared the painting tools used in class, and began to do the psychological construction of breaking up again.

There is no one in this world who can't live without it. Isn't he quite used to this stinky dog ​​running away from home all day?

He went out early in the morning and came home late at night, so he might as well move out!

A small logistics truck suddenly drove up to the gate of the courtyard. The driver got out of the car, knocked on the open gate of the courtyard, and asked, "Is this Mr. Du's house?"

Xiang Mo put down the things in his hand, walked out, and replied, "Yes."

The driver handed Xiang Mo a slip and a pen: "Please sign for it."

The things delivered by logistics are flat and heavy, like a mahjong table.

At first, Xiang Mo didn't care, he threw the things in the small courtyard, and planned to move them by himself when Du Chi came back.

But when he turned back to the room, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the details sheet pasted on the packing box from the corner of his eye. He bent down to take a closer look, only to find that it was Du Chi's customized studio signboard.

The thumbnail of the signboard is printed on the details sheet, and there are four beautiful artistic characters in the round frame, which together look like "writing with pen and ink".

Xiang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up straight in a daze.

Du Chi named the studio, and even used his studio's name directly.

Isn't that right?

Isn't Du Chi unwilling to take the initiative?

Why did you choose the same name as his studio?

Xiang Mo really couldn't figure out what Du Chi was thinking, but this was all secondary. Du Chi's own career actually "bound" his things.

Regardless of whether Xiang Mo overthinks it or not, this matter is as serious as a marriage vow to him.

The cordon that had been sleeping for a long time was pulled up suddenly, and an alarm bell that had never been heard in my mind even sounded.

Xiang Mo took two steps back, away from the signboard leaning against the door - this is not acceptable, this is too much.

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Du dog does not move forward because he is afraid of scaring away the cat

will be officially together soon