Misfiring

Cheng Mo stared blankly at the person standing in front of him.

Behind him was sticky and useless water vapor, which wrapped half of his body in a kind of gentle affection, his eyes were still a little sore, and when he and Ying Yang looked at each other, they blinked and became watery.

After Ying Yang satirized him, he didn't speak any more, and Cheng Mo's body heat dropped, and they still stood almost facing each other like this, neither of them made a move first.Fortunately, Dandan felt that the atmosphere in the bedroom was a bit strange, so he wandered over curiously, circling around here, and rubbing on the other side, Cheng Mo took the opportunity to squat down and touch it a few times, and it was at this time that he realized that he had been No pajamas on.

"That... I, take off my clothes."

As he said that, he should have closed the bathroom door, but Ying Yang's resignation left him with lingering fears, so he had no choice but to take a step inside, and hurriedly put the pajamas on his body under the cover of the wall.

Da da……

Ying Yang walked away without saying a word.

"Hey!" Cheng Mo hurriedly stepped into his trousers, almost tripping.

When he finally packed up and ran after him, Ying Yang was already sitting on the sofa and lighting a cigarette.The gauze on his forehead was removed, and the wound was blocked by the broken hair on his forehead, only a little red mark could be seen vaguely.

Cheng Mo stood uneasily two meters away, stepping on the sandals he had given to Ying Yang for the past two days, and he had taken back the out-of-season plush slippers in the closet, and Ying Yang was not wearing anything at this time, Stepping on the ground with bare feet, the leg bones are slender, and the firm texture makes people feel that there is a lot of strength in it.

After deliberating for a long time, Cheng Mo was about to speak, but unexpectedly a loud sneeze came out first: "Ah sneeze!"

Hearing the movement, Ying Yang finally withdrew his gaze from the window and glanced at him.Cheng Mo walked two steps closer as if encouraged, and asked hesitantly, "Well... where have you been?"

Ying Yang took a puff of his cigarette, flicked the ash into the small plate on the coffee table, and said after a few seconds, "Guess."

Reason first, Cheng Mo couldn't care less about the fact that he used his own sauce dish to hold cigarette ashes, so he curled up his toes uneasily: "Eat, eat?"

Ying Yang corrected while exhaling smoke rings: "It's watching people eat."

See people?who?

Cheng Mo thought for a while, then suddenly choked up, and pointed to himself: "Look, look at me?"

"Look at a liar." After finishing speaking, Ying Yang seemed to be too lazy to observe his expression, and turned his gaze to the yard again, and looked at Dandan who was hiding from the smoke.

—Smelly big villain!

—Mom is the villain.

Eggy didn't dare to refute, and fell down on the ground with a meow.

It took Cheng Mo a long time to understand what he meant: "You went to school to find me?!"

Ying Yang didn't speak.

In desperation, Cheng Mo didn't think about how he knew where he was working: "I'm sorry, I, I don't know, and you didn't tell me."

If he knew in advance, maybe...

It seems that nothing will change, even let him go home by himself.After all, he has already promised his senior brother, and...he is indeed deliberately avoiding getting along with Ying Yang.

Ying Yang gave him a glance back casually, and Cheng Mo read from it that he actually guessed what he meant.This recognition made him even more ashamed: "I'm sorry."

Ying Yang did not accept his apology, but only said: "You said you have class in the afternoon, so I didn't bother you."

"..." Cheng Mo felt so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Because he didn't explain to Ying Yang exactly when he had classes, if the object was Lin Jingze, he would definitely explain it clearly. The reason why he said this was really to refuse Ying Yang's interruption.

He is afraid that the more exchanges, the more memories will be. When the memory blocks are stored to a certain extent, it will be more difficult to clear them.

"Then I just called you, why didn't you answer, I have been looking for you." Cheng Mo's original intention of saying this was not to excuse him, he just wanted to let Ying Yang know that he still cared about him, far less than he thought So indifferent.Although it would be good to let him give up just like this, but for some reason, when things came to an end, he still couldn't do it.

"Why do you think I didn't answer?"

Cheng Mo understood.He wanted to give himself a taste of something similar.

"I've been waiting for you for more than two hours, and how long have you been looking for me?"

"You're too naive!" Cheng Mo was so annoyed that his eyes burned, and he said the accusation without thinking.

"You're not naive. If you change your mind temporarily, you should call me and tell me."

"B-why?"

"..." Ying Yang looked at him for a few seconds with a cigarette in his hand, then suddenly laughed at himself, and lightly pressed the cigarette out on the plate, "You're right, there's nothing wrong with it."

Then before Cheng Mo regretted it, he got up and took a last look at Eggy, squeezed Cheng Mo away, put on his shoes and walked out: "I don't want anything anymore, you can take it and throw it away."

"answer……"

boom!

A gunshot hit Cheng Mo's heart, so that he lost his mind for a moment, and it took a long time to realize: Ying Yang left?

For a moment he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

go away.

Well, don't worry anymore.

But the subconscious felt that they shouldn't have ended like this.Cheng Mo slowly squatted down and buried his head in his knees.During the meal not long ago, the brother asked him if he had thought that they could start over. He didn't answer at that time, because in fact he never thought about it.

He was afraid that his senior brother would say that he was timid, so that there was no need for him to wrong himself like this.

But there are some things in his heart that he really can't get through, he is not mature enough, he doesn't have enough experience to deal with them properly, and he can't figure it out.

He knew that he had gotten into a dead end, and he was somewhat paranoid, and no one had been able to take him out successfully.

I can't, and neither can my brother.

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked at the closed door. It was like the door of his self-closed heart. There was a lock on it, but the people outside had no key. The key was held in his own hand. Before he handed over the key, the outside People who never get in.

Unless he took the initiative to open the door a small crack, then that person might be able to break in at the right time.

Cheng Mo turned his head to his arm and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then stood up and walked to the door, looking into the cat's eyes.It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen.

Holding the doorknob, he silently asked himself in his heart: Do you want to open the door?

After opening the door, should I go after it?

It's been so long, I guess I can't catch up.

Even if you catch up... so what?

Then he warned himself like when he made the last call just now: forget it if you don't catch up, really... forget it.

Just think of it as giving yourself a chance, and if the senior brother asks this question again in the future, say that he has tried, but a miss is a miss after all, not because he is timid, nor is he intentionally wronging himself, but everything is already doomed, They really have nothing to do with each other, and they can't blame anyone.

Cheng Mo was so nervous that his palms were sweating, he wiped his pants with his hands down, gritted his teeth slightly, and pushed down the doorknob——

His gaze met a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness, which was very similar to the scene more than half an hour ago.However, this time it was the real performance of the vague hope in his mind.

It was also at this moment that he suddenly realized that compared to Ying Yang's departure, he hoped that Ying Yang would still be there, just like the precious memory left in the depths of his mind, not going anywhere, never willing to clear it, and returning it from time to time. To be able to muster up the courage to hold it out secretly and immorally for a peek.

Ying Yang folded his arms and leaned against the door, showing no embarrassment at all, instead he said confidently, "I just wanted to wait for you for ten seconds."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo couldn't hold back the tears that he had held back for a long time, and they slid down with a swish.