After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

is his husband

Xu Yi's expression was a little dull at first.

Slowly, those silent and gray eyes, like stars suddenly lit up in the dark night, shone brightly.

Even though it was just the simplest explanation, he felt something revive in his chest, and his dead heart beat vigorously again.

Xu Yi opened his mouth with difficulty, trying to say something.

However, when he caught sight of the tall man standing beside Lin Xingmo standing beside him, what Xu Yi wanted to say was blocked in his throat for a moment.

Standing next to Lin Xingmo was naturally Wu Liangyu who had invited him over.

His long hair dyed light brown was tied into a loose ponytail, his tall and slender figure was wrapped in a long windbreaker, his facial features were handsome, and he had a unique temperament that belonged to an artist.

Just standing with Lin Xingmo like this makes people feel that they are the same people.

Xu Yi immediately restrained his expression, looking at them with black pupils like spots of paint, and the wheelchair slowly turned around under his control.

And he grasped the palm of the armrest of the wheelchair, maybe it was too hard, and there were faintly bulging veins.

Wu Liangyu's eyes wandered between the two.

Sensing the suddenly strange atmosphere and the hostility in the man's dark eyes, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, hesitantly said: "Xing Mo, these two gentlemen are..."

Without waiting for Lin Xingmo's answer, Xu Yi suddenly turned his head slightly, and extended his hand generously towards him.

"Hello, I'm Xu Yi."

"His husband."

A man sitting in a wheelchair obviously needs to look up at the height of others, but he forcibly gives people a sense of condescension, and is like a wounded and dormant lion, ready to violently hurt others at any time.

Of course, it can also be called "the aura of the palace".

Wu Liangyu was really shocked.

"husband?"

He subconsciously glanced at the young man beside him, seeing that he didn't respond, he reached out his hand hesitantly, and shook hands with Xu Yi.

"Hello..." He was stunned, with a look of being hit, with a little embarrassment.

Xu Yi's eyes flickered slightly, but it didn't show on his face, even the gloomy indifference on his body disappeared, and he looked polite.

"Don't know how to call it?" he asked.

"Oh, Wu Liangyu."

Wu Liangyu managed to come back to his senses. He glanced at Lin Xingmo again. Seeing his calm expression, he said in a low voice, "I'm... Xingmo's friend."

"Really? I haven't heard Xing Mo mention it."

Xu Yi slightly bent his eyes and looked at the young man with a smile. The intimate and familiar tone made it impossible to tell that the two were arguing for a divorce.

Su Zhuoyang next to him looked at Lin Xingmo calmly.

I have to say that his face is indeed unmistakable, but it is a bit too cold, even in such an anxious atmosphere, he still has an indifferent expression that has nothing to do with him.

Only when Xu Yi said it was his husband, his eyes moved slightly, but after glancing at Xu Yi, he moved away silently.

Su Zhuoyang ate melons silently, but couldn't help but analyze in his heart.

So what's the situation?Does his cousin still have a little hope?

Facing Xu Yi's casual and heart-wrenching emotion, Wu Liangyu's eyes showed a bit of embarrassment.

He forced himself to smile, and said, "We met in college, and we haven't had much contact since graduation, and we only reconnected recently."

Xu Yi: "Oh, that's how it is."

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and in Wu Liangyu's eyes, he looked like a winner.

Wu Liangyu's face turned ugly again, and he turned his head to look at Lin Xingmo again. Just as he was about to say that he would not bother them, he heard the young man ask in a young voice, "Senior, where is your painting? I want to see it. "

Lin Xingmo did not expect to meet Xu Yi here.

Originally, he planned to leave, but he happened to hear them talking about cats, and he was a little sensitive to cats these days, so he couldn't help explaining aloud.

As for Xu Yi's self-introduction...

He was right, they were not officially divorced, they were still legally married.

The pleasantries between the two of them sounded fine to him, so based on social etiquette, Lin Xingmo patiently waited for Wu Liangyu to finish talking with Xu Yi before making his request.

"Ah?" Wu Liangyu was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the exhibition area next door, "Over there, do you want me to take you there?"

Lin Xingmo nodded, then raised his foot and walked over there.

Wu Liangyu looked at him, then looked back at Xu Yi whose expression had changed slightly, as if sensing something, politely nodded to Xu Yi and Su Zhuoyang, and followed Lin Xingmo.

Xu Yi, who fell behind, stared at their backs with black eyes, and a gloomy flash flashed in his eyes, which completely disappeared from the calmness just now.

Su Zhuoyang: "Cousin, do you want to follow?"

Xu Yi clenched his jaw tightly and managed to squeeze out a word between his teeth: "Follow."

As a result, as soon as they approached, they heard Wu Liangyu asking: "Xingmo, are you and that Mr. Xu...really married?"

Xu Yi clenched the handle of the wheelchair, and the aura around him became cold, but...

"Ah."

The young man's answer was very soft, but it was like a gust of warm wind blowing away the coldness around Xu Yi.

Wu Liangyu noticed the footsteps behind him, stopped asking behind, looked back sideways, and was not surprised to see Xu Yi and Su Zhuoyang following up.

Xu Yi, who heard Lin Xingmo's answer, adjusted his mood in the next second. He met Wu Liangyu's gaze and said with a smile:

"It seems that Mr. Wu suspects that I am lying?"

Although he was smiling, there was clearly no smile in his dark and deep ink pupils.

Wu Liangyu had already sensed that there was a problem between the two of them, he paused, and replied, "It's just that I was too surprised, I always thought that Xing Mo liked girls."

Xu Yi's body froze, and then he smiled lightly: "Mr. Wu is indeed not that familiar with Xing Mo."

Wu Liangyu: "..."

The two confronted each other, poking each other's heart, but Lin Xingmo only felt that they were noisy.

He frowned slightly, and tried to persuade him: "If you want to chat, you can go outside the exhibition hall."

"Uh..." One move KO.

The two men kept their mouths shut obediently. Only Su Zhuoyang, who was eating melons at a close distance, couldn't help but hold back his laughter. Lin Xingmo gave him a strange look before he restrained himself.

Under such a weird atmosphere, the three of them accompanied Lin Xingmo through the art exhibition.

At this time, Xu Yi had completely forgotten about his uncle's purchase of paintings. Even though he knew that Wu Liangyu was the proud disciple of Master Ruan, he was not moved at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this guy had plans for Lin Xingmo.

"I have something to tell you."

When he came to the entrance of the exhibition hall, Xu Yi went straight to the point and said to Lin Xingmo.

Lin Xingmo glanced at him and did not refuse, but Wu Liangyu wanted to follow, but was pulled away by Su Zhuoyang with a smile.

Seeing that he finally came in handy, Xu Yi gave Su Zhuoyang a rare look of approval, then he controlled the wheelchair and walked slowly to the front hall of the art center, stopping at the secluded side.

Lin Xingmo followed behind him slowly.

Xu Yi turned his wheelchair to face him.

One of them was standing and the other was sitting, just like the scene in the villa that day.

When he was in the exhibition hall just now, Xu Yi kept holding his breath.

He had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask, but now that he was outside and was finally alone with him, facing the young man's indifferent look, he suddenly couldn't open his mouth again.

After a long time, Xu Yi asked, "You said, are you allergic to cat fur?"

Lin Xingmo: "Yes."

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows, so after getting married, Lin Xingmo refused to live with him. Is this the reason?

He wanted to ask why he didn't tell him earlier, but thinking about the previous situation... Even if Lin Xingmo said it, could he bear the heart to send the old Xue Tuan away?

Xu Yi smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "I've never heard your brother mention it."

If he knew at that time, at least he would have responded better, instead of thinking that Lin Xingmo hated him, and in the end...and making trouble like this.

"they do not know."

Lin Xingmo didn't really want to talk about this topic.

He tilted his head to look at Xu Yi, and asked, "Xu Yi, besides fish and cat food, what else do cats eat?"

He asked seriously, but Xu Yi was taken aback by his sudden question, but he still replied: "All kinds of meat, cats don't need to eat fish, but they must eat meat."

Lin Xingmo wrote it down silently, and then asked, "What about the milk?"

He seems to have seen it in some cartoons.

"It's better not." Xu Yi shook his head. "Some cats are lactose intolerant and will get sick if they drink milk. For kittens, goat's milk can be used instead of cat's milk."

Seeing how Lin Xingmo listened very seriously, Xu Yi couldn't help asking after he finished speaking, "Do you want to raise a cat?"

Are you allergic to cat fur?

"I don't keep cats." Lin Xingmo said vaguely, "Just in case."

Xu Yi didn't quite understand, but he didn't care. He calmed down for a while. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said what he hadn't been able to say to stay.

"You come back to live..."

"divorse agreement……"

The two spoke in unison. Halfway through Xu Yi's words, he felt that his affection was soaked by the coldest snow in the deep winter. He lost his voice for a while, but Lin Xingmo finished the sentence without any hindrance: "I haven't received it yet." .”

The divorce agreement has not been received yet...

In just a few words, in Xu Yi's ears, there was a kind of pain tearing his soul.

He stared blankly at Lin Xingmo, the little bit of anticipation flickering in his ink pupils dimmed in an instant, turning into an embarrassment that he tried his best to conceal but couldn't conceal, and finally all turned into self-deprecating.

His dignity was thrown to the ground by Lin Xingmo again, and his foot crushed him...

Lin Xingmo looked down at Xu Yi's suddenly reddish eyes, and a trace of bewilderment appeared in the pure and clear light blue eyes.

It wasn't good just now, why suddenly...

Did he say something wrong again?

"Okay, I understand." Xu Yi said hoarsely, his head was lowered, but his back was straight, as if no one could bend it.

After speaking, he stopped looking at Lin Xingmo, and controlled the wheelchair by himself. His back was stubborn and unyielding, and he fled as if hiding his embarrassment.

Lin Xingmo quietly looked at the man's back.

He couldn't understand Xu Yi's emotional changes, but...he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He opened his mouth slightly, trying to call Xu Yi to stop, but when he saw him leaving firmly, he suddenly stopped.

Xu Yi felt the attention from the exhibition hall, his black eyes sank, and he suddenly changed his mind.

He manipulated the wheelchair, turned around slowly, resisted the humiliation and raised his head, but unexpectedly met the young man's beautiful clear blue eyes.

The young man stared at him quietly, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

Xu Yi's heart moved slightly, but he quickly warned himself calmly and painfully.

Stop being sentimental.

"Squat down." He ordered in a low voice with a cold face.

The young man knelt down in front of him according to his words, his blue eyes were still looking at him, and he looked a little cute, which made Xu Yi's fingers tremble imperceptibly again.

What is he going to do?

Lin Xingmo looked at him without hesitation, but the kiss in the villa before flashed through his mind.

Then, he saw the man took off the scarf, stretched out his hand and put it around his neck, circled it twice and then drew it forward.

The scarf rubbed against his cheek, which was warm and carried Xu Yi's body temperature.

Xu Yi tied the scarf for him, tidied it up a little, and accidentally touched the side of Lin Xingmo's face with his fingertips.

The warm and soft skin is delicate and soft, not at all like its owner.

Xu Yi pursed his lips slightly, and withdrew his hand restrainedly.

"It's cold, wear more clothes when you go out."

Xu Yi didn't know what he was doing, he could only tell himself that this was the last time, and no matter what happened to Lin Xingmo in the future, it had nothing to do with him...

"I'm wearing gloves today."

Xu Yi paused, looked up unexpectedly, and saw Lin Xingmo squatting in front of him, showing him his hands in knitted gloves.

as if to say...

It's like I obediently listen to you.

Xu Yi stared at him, feeling that he was really terminally ill and hopelessly ill. He was in so much pain because of his refusal just now, but now he felt healed, and even his heart began to revive...

He closed his eyes, forced himself not to look at Lin Xingmo, and steered the wheelchair away.

Lin Xingmo stood up slowly, watched Su Zhuoyang come over to push Xu Yi's wheelchair, smiled and waved to him, and the two entered the elevator.

During this process, Xu Yi didn't look at him again.

"Xingmo..."

Wu Liangyu came over, saw the extra scarf around his neck, paused slightly, and then smiled gently on his face, "Aren't you going back with Mr. Xu and the others?"

Lin Xingmo hummed, took out his phone, called Assistant Xiao, and said, "Senior, I'm leaving."

"I'll take you down."

Wu Liangyu walked ahead of him and helped press the elevator.

Looking at the number rising from the negative floor, he suddenly turned his head and asked Lin Xingmo, "Did you quarrel with Mr. Xu?"

Lin Xingmo tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with certainty: "No."

Looking at the scarf around his neck again, Wu Liangyu smiled bitterly and nodded: "Well, that's good."

The elevator is here soon.

Lin Xingmo: "I can go down by myself, thank you senior for your hospitality today."

Wu Liangyu opened his mouth, and finally stopped where he was, watching Lin Xingmo walk into the elevator and disappear in front of him.

Lin Xingmo was the only one in the elevator.

He put his hands in his pockets and waited quietly, as always.

No one else but himself.

"Ding--"

On the first floor, the elevator door opened automatically, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

Lin Xingmo shrunk his neck subconsciously, and when he lowered his head, the lower half of his face was buried in Xu Yi's scarf, and the remaining breath of the man enveloped him.

He blinked lightly.

It wasn't until the elevator doors were about to close automatically that he raised his head again and walked out of the central building.

At night in the first-tier big cities, even if the cold current surges, it can't stop the hustle and bustle of nightlife.

Lin Xingmo stood by the street and waited, and soon got into Assistant Xiao's car.

When I got home, it was only ten o'clock in the evening.

Lin Xingmo changed into the indoor mop, put the snow boots neatly in the shoe cabinet, and was about to take off his coat when he heard a "knock knock" knock on the door outside the door.

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