serious about love

Yan Hao eats fried rice in a restaurant and counts the swollen rice grains while eating. When Jiang Muxing came over, he had already counted to 180 two.

"180 three, 180 four..."

Fortunately, Yan has obsessive-compulsive disorder in this, and it feels uncomfortable if he does not count to the whole number. He is counting, and he is about to count to two hundred, when Jiang Muxing suddenly talks to him.

"What are you talking about?"

Yan Hao's thoughts were cut off, his mind went blank, he forgot where he was counting, he subconsciously stared at Jiang Muxing: "It's all your fault, I messed up my counting!"

Jiang Muxing pursed his lips and suppressed a smile: "Then you start counting again."

Yan Yan took a good look at the rice grains on the plate, and wanted to die, he frowned in boredom and muttered: "Can't you wait until I finish counting before talking?"

Jiang Muxing sat down opposite: "Blame me."

Yan Hao's cheeks became hot immediately, and his mind came to his senses. He coughed twice to clear his throat in embarrassment: "Squad leader, what do you want to eat? I'll get you some."

The table is small, and Jiang Muxing has long legs, so it's not easy to put it. He sat next to the table and said, "I've ordered it."

Yanhao said "oh", before hesitating to say: "Your mother, she..."

Jiang Muxing poured tea into the glass: "Stay in the hospital for observation for a day, and if there is nothing wrong, I will be discharged tomorrow."

Yan Hao dug a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth and said inarticulately, "What are you going to do with that woman who took a sum of money from your father?"

Jiang Muxing took a sip of water and tapped the cup with his fingers: "Things are more complicated. My mother's words are very confusing. She can't figure out the specific situation. She thinks a lot of things."

"I'm going to ask for proof, and then make plans later."

Yanhao breathed a sigh of relief. What Jiang Muxing's mother said was not the whole truth. I hope that Aunt Gui's involvement will be beneficial. He tentatively asked: "Then find out what happened first." thing?"

Jiang Muxing nodded.

Yan Hao licked off the small carrots at the corner of his mouth, and wiped his shiny lips with the tip of his tongue.

Jiang Muxing took the paper box on the table with a sullen face, pulled out a tissue and threw it to him.

Yanhao: "...?"

He grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth, and glanced at Jiang Muxing out of the corner of his eye, as if he didn't think he was dirty.

The waiter brought up noodles with mushrooms and green vegetables. Before leaving, he glanced at the handsome guy several times, and even whispered to his colleagues when he walked to the counter.

Jiang Muxing broke off the disposable chopsticks and lowered his head to stir the noodles.

Yanhao didn't know which muscle was making the show, so without thinking, he said, "Give me a mushroom."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the spoon, his whole body was so hot that he was about to burn, and he couldn't even stop his mouth.

Jiang Muxing stopped fishing for noodles and raised his eyes.

Yan's eyelashes drooped down to cover his eyes, he slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his face and smiled: "I'm just kidding."

Jiang Muxing put a shiitake mushroom on his plate: "Do you want more?"

Yan Hao looked at the mushrooms and blinked blankly: "Then... want another one?"

After the words fell, there was another shiitake mushroom on the plate.

There was a thin layer of sweat in the palm of Yan Hao's hand, which was damp. He put down the spoon, put his hand under the table, clasped it with the other hand, squeezed it hard, and used the pain to calm himself down. , try to look natural.

"Squad leader, I find it difficult to understand you."

Jiang Muxing continued to fish for noodles: "Usually you encounter problems that you can't solve, how did I tell you?"

Banyan spent a long time without finding the corresponding memory fragment: "Remind me."

Jiang Muxing ate the noodles, his voice was vague: "Think for yourself."

Banquet: "..."

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"That," said Jiang Muxing eating noodles at the banquet, "I have something to tell you."

Jiang Muxing made a low nasal sound: "Huh?"

Yan Hao bowed his head and bowed short of breath, covering his face with his hands, he felt sexy when he heard such a voice, and he was rippling in spring before autumn came.

Jiang Muxing glanced at the little ostrich opposite him: "Stop talking?"

"Say it, I said it." Yan Hao took a deep breath and took off his hand, "That's right, I think the nursing home your mother lives in is not good, and the supervision is too poor. Things like today can't happen again, otherwise I don't know what will happen. What's going on?"

After a pause, he said, "I found one for you."

Jiang Muxing's eyes flashed with fluctuations.

"That's it." Yanhao turned the phone screen to Jiang Muxing, "I think it's pretty good, take a look."

Jiang Muxing glanced at the psychiatric hospital information on it.

"Your mother is just a specific cause of the disease. It is a bit like a knot in the heart. It is better to treat than some symptoms. To put it bluntly, she has been unable to get over the hurdle at the beginning. She is trapped inside. She is so trapped that she cannot see the light outside. , it’s almost like this, you can ignore the adjective.”

Yanhao told Jiang Muxing what she had come up with after eating half a plate of fried rice: "I think she has a great hope of getting better. Maybe when we graduate next year, she won't need to take medicine anymore."

Jiang Muxing put the chopsticks on the mouth of the bowl: "When she fell ill, you heard it outside the door, right?"

Yan Hao glanced around: "I don't hear much, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Muxing was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Hao was stunned: "What's there to be afraid of?"

Jiang Muxing put his fingers crossed on the table, his calm eyes fell on his face.

Yan Hao had the illusion that he was being scanned. He didn't lie, so he didn't panic, but his back was itchy from being watched.

"I'm not afraid," Yan laughed, "There's no need to lie to you."

Jiang Muxing was still looking at him: "Then which one is necessary?"

Yan Hao is a little crashed, what's the situation now?What about Jiang Mu playing tricks on him?He laughed: "White lies are the lubricant between people."

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows: "Indeed."

Yanhao was very surprised, Jiang Muxing not only didn't expose the obvious intimacy, but also agreed with it, so it must be a little deceitful, right?

Thinking about it, it was impossible. There were very few people around Jiang Muxing.

Yan Hao was biting the shiitake mushrooms, and instantly thought of Jiang Muxing's chopsticks touching him, slobbering, indirect kissing, all kinds of words and pictures playing in his mind, he felt ashamed.

The client was still in front of him, and the shame was doubled.

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Yanhao found a topic to divert her attention: "Squad leader, your mother is so beautiful."

Jiang Muxing didn't respond.

Yan Hao poked the remaining shiitake mushroom to his mouth, and gnawed a piece: "It is said that people who can draw have a paradise in their hearts, which is peaceful and far away, and the years are quiet and beautiful."

Jiang Muxing still didn't respond.

Yan Hao's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating, and he boasted thoughtlessly: "Your mother must have been beautiful and kind-hearted in the past, her temperament was dusty, and she was as elegant as orchid..."

Jiang Muxing's face was dark: "It's almost done."

Yanhao looked innocent.

Jiang Muxing felt a pain in his head: "That's not how flattering is done."

Yan Hao ate half of the shiitake mushroom, and said seriously: "I'm not flattering, I'm telling the truth."

Jiang Muxing glanced at him: "All right."

From that glance, Yan Hao felt that he was not distracted, what does it mean?Treat him like a child to perfunctory?He wanted to speak, so he heard Jiang Muxing say something.

"My mother likes you."

Yan Hao opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Jiang Muxing scooped up the noodles without raising his eyelids, and said in a casual tone, "She said you are a good boy."

Yan Hao stammered: "Yes, is it?"

He always wanted to know Jiang Muxing's mother's impression of him, but he didn't know how to bring it up, but he didn't expect Jiang Muxing to take the initiative to say it.

"Then what else?" Yan Hao scratched his neck a few times, embarrassed and unable to control his curiosity.

Jiang Muxing didn't make a sound.

Yan Hao couldn't hide his disappointment on his face, it was gone.

It's okay to have only one "good boy", at least it's a compliment. Jiang Muxing gave him a follow-up as soon as Yan Hao had completed his psychological training.

"And said..."

Jiang Muxing seldom lengthened the ending.

Yanhao is like a kitten seeing a cat toy, his eyes follow Jiang Muxing: "What else?"

Jiang Muhang picks up green vegetables to eat: "Say that little mole between your eyebrows looks good."

Yanhao stood up grabbing the corner of the table in an instant, and asked, "Really?"

As soon as Jiang Muxing raised his head, there was a pair of shining eyes in his field of vision, looking at him devoutly and hotly, taking in everything at a glance.

Yan Hao waved his hand: "Squad leader?"

Jiang Muxing touched his knee: "If you go any further, you will fall into my bowl."

Yan Hao's whole leg felt limp for a while, and he sat back unsteadily, swiping his phone to cover up his panic.

Yang Cong had countless physical contacts with him, his heart never beat, it was very stable, when it was replaced by Jiang Muxing, he just touched his knee, and he had a feeling that was many times stronger than masturbation excitement.

This is the unique throbbing brought to him by the person he likes.

Yan Hao's fingertips suddenly froze when he touched Tetris. That would be in the ward, did he move his bangs?It seems not?

But Jiang Muxing's mother saw his mole.

The banquet was a bit confusing, it was probably because he remembered it wrong.

Jiang Muxing didn't know when he finished catching the noodles: "Let's go."

Yan's good mood came back: "Then where are we going now?"

Jiang Muxing got up: "Go back to school."