Misfiring

It was already 07:30 when Decent finished paying the bill. Cheng Mo looked at the time and realized that it would be more than eight o'clock when he got home, so he couldn't help but secretly yelled.

It was agreed to go back after dinner at school, it is impossible to delay until now, Ying Yang is afraid that it will not be so easy to fool the past.

After reluctantly saying goodbye to Lin Jingze, Cheng Mo drove home in a hurry, and for the first time secretly hated himself for living far away and not being able to get home immediately within a limited time.

It was cool at night, so Cheng Mo turned off the air conditioner and lowered the windows on both sides to blow the air.The refreshing night wind blew away a lot of anxiety, Cheng Mo gradually calmed down, focused on observing the road conditions, and broke out in a cold sweat because of his rampant behavior just now.

The strange thing is that Ying Yang didn't call to remind him, which is not like his behavior at all.

But no matter what, he finally returned to the community after 10 minutes.

As soon as the car was parked, Cheng Mo trotted home, the dark corridor turned on a yellow light, and before the key was inserted into the keyhole, he heard the sound of Eggy meowing through the door.

Cheng Mo thought to himself: Here we come.

"I'm back...huh?"

The lights in the house were dark, just like every night he had lived alone in these years.

Cheng Mo turned around and closed the door, turned on the light and changed his shoes, then gently picked up Dandan and walked into the bedroom.Thinking that Ying Yang might be inside.

However... no.

Ying Yang could not be found anywhere in the house that could be seen at a glance, Cheng Mo put on food for Eggy with a sullen face, and searched around again.

The clothes I bought yesterday are still hanging in the closet, but Ying Yang's cell phone and wallet are gone.Cheng Mo nestled on the sofa and rubbed his face, took out his phone and hesitated for a while, and finally found out the string of numbers that he sent through text messages in the morning and dialed them.

beep...

beep...

Sorry, the number you dialed is not answered at the moment, please...

Hang up, wait, wait, Cheng Mo will call again.

beep...

beep...

sorry……

Cheng Mo cut off the phone and stood up abruptly.

"Huh?" Dandan, who was full of belly, walked over in confusion, jumped onto the sofa, stood up with her hind legs propped up and pulled Cheng Mo's waist, "Yuuuuuuuuuuuuu—"

Cheng Mo patted Dandan's head to reassure him: "It's okay." Then he grabbed its front paw and placed it in the small nest on the sofa, "I want to go out for a while, Dandan can stay at home obediently, don't be afraid .”

"Meow."

Cheng Mo kissed it on the head, took the key and went out again.

Because he ran so fast when he came back just now, Cheng Mo didn't feel how cold it was, but he was a little flustered now, and goose bumps all over his body when the night wind blew.

"hiss……"

Clutching his bare arms, he searched around the neighborhood, except for the dark street scene and neighbors walking in twos and threes, Cheng Mo didn't see half of Ying Yang's shadow.

He didn't give up, and continued to search while making a phone call. On the way, he went around the yard and looked at the house, but he still found nothing.Ying Yang's phone call was still available, which meant that he hadn't blocked himself, but for some reason he didn't answer it.

Cheng Mo continued to search for more than half an hour, his body was blown through by the wind, and he deeply felt the coolness of late autumn in the midsummer night. He had to go home first.

Where will Ying Yang go?

Going out to eat like him?Or find something missing and go shopping?

But there's no reason not to answer the phone, could it be... something happened? !

Cheng Mo was drinking ginger water, and almost choked on the thought of this, fearing that his balls nestled on his legs would be hurt by him, so he stood up alertly, his back arched high, and the fluff exploded into pine flowers.Cheng Mo hurriedly calmed him down, the furry little heater can't run away.

Then he held the water glass steady, and continued to imagine the possibilities of Ying Yang not being at home.

The most inauspicious case first.Cheng Mo thought that Ying Yang was so big, and he looked menacing, so he was not easy to mess with at first glance, so the possibility of accidents is very small.

Then there is the aspect of him that is most helpless——

What if Ying Yang remembered everything and went back home angrily?

Cheng Mo gulped down the ginger water in the glass as if swearing, then took out his slightly hot cell phone and dialed the number again.

He secretly told himself that if he couldn't get through again this time, he would assume that Ying Yang had really left. He should pack up his mind and return to his usual life, just like before, and never miss this person again.

beep...

beep...

The waiting process was undoubtedly very tormenting. Since he gave himself an ultimatum, Cheng Mo's hand holding the phone trembled a little this time.

Time passed by, and the ruthless mechanical female voice sounded again, but unexpectedly, Cheng Mo changed his words: Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off...

The heart full of hope sank to the bottom of the valley.

Cheng Mo cut off the communication without even daring to finish listening.

Shut down.

Probably out of power...forget it.Cheng Mo stood up holding Dandan with a calm expression, walked into the bedroom, took out all the clothes that should be in the closet, took off the hangers one by one, folded them, and put them in the storage bag.

Then he went to the balcony again, took back the underwear and socks that were hanging on the clothespins, which obviously did not belong to him, and packed them together with the clothes. He planned to ask Xiao Yang for Ying Yang's address another day, and asked the courier to send it to him.

If he doesn't look down on these clothes, he puts them in the old suitcase in the community and donates them.

Cheng Mo walked around the room with Eggy in his arms, only to feel that Ying Yang had touched everything, and his breath was everywhere, and he couldn't clean it up at all.As if aware of his inappropriateness, Eggy seldom nestled obediently in Cheng Mo's arms, motionless, like a plush doll that can be manipulated by others, and only let out a tender cry when Cheng Mo scratched it hard.

After tossing all night, Cheng Mo finally decided to keep out of sight and out of mind, and took his pajamas to take a bath.

The towels and toothbrushes that belonged to Ying Yang in the bathroom were stained with steam, Cheng Mo couldn't deal with it for a while, and planned to use them to wipe the table and brush shoes in the future.

When washing his hands, he was too hasty, and accidentally hit his throat with the toothbrush, which caused a series of coughing.

Cheng Mo scratched at the smooth side of the sink and lay down for a long time without getting up, as embarrassed as when he first started living alone.

Cold drops of water slid down the drain, as did the shower.

It was all his fault that he forgot to turn on the exhaust fan, the steam made his eyes red, it was too exhausting.

The only consolation is that he deliberately picked out the pink underwear that was pressed at the bottom of the drawer, solemnly changed it on as if holding a farewell ceremony, and then blew himself a docile hairstyle, hugging him so stuffy that he couldn't put it on for the time being. pajamas open the door—

A pair of dark eyes stared at him silently in the dark corner, and the storage bag stacked beside him was kicked to the ground. Before Cheng Mo could react, a familiar deep voice rang in his ears:

"You're pretty chic."

The author has something to say:

Ying Yang: Man, very good, you successfully angered me.