Misfiring

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When he woke up the next day, Cheng Mo found that he was still nestled in Ying Yang's arms in the same position as before he fell asleep last night, and almost only a strand of hair had changed its position slightly.

And Ying Yang was also rarely in bed, and didn't go out to prepare breakfast in advance.

"It's still early," Ying Yang noticed Cheng Mo opened his eyes immediately, and saw that the time displayed on the phone was only eight o'clock, stroked his soft hair and suggested, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

On the morning of the weekend, his mind was a little dull, Cheng Mo shook his head subconsciously, expressing his refusal habitually, but in fact he closed his eyes and turned over, plunged his head into Ying Yang's arms, twisted his legs and rubbed it leisurely twice: "Hmm... "There was a soft moan in the nasal cavity that showed enjoyment.

Ying Yang put down his phone, put his hand under the quilt to embrace Cheng Mo, and gently patted his back with his warm palm.

"Gulu..." The sleepy man was about to continue making trouble, but his empty stomach made a motion of dissatisfaction first, causing Cheng Mo to wake up completely, and opened his eyes abruptly.

While breaking free from Ying Yang's arms naturally, he stretched a little, then frowned and touched his belly, saying in a hoarse voice, "I'm hungry."

Ying Yang smiled and asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

"It will be all right……"

"Sausage, eggs and milk?"

Cheng Mo was about to nod, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, got up sleepily, rubbed his sore eyelids: "Let me do it."

Ying Yang didn't stop, just sat aside silently, watching him step out of the quilt with two bare legs, shivered by the air conditioner, and shrank back quickly.

"I..." Cheng Mo thought for a while in frustration, then turned around and asked, "Where are my pants?!"

"In the basket." Ying Yang answered without hesitation, "It was dirty last night."

The fragments that flashed through his mind told him that it was true. Cheng Mo looked at the quilt on his body, trying to wrap it up and go to the closet to find a pair of clean pants to put on.Seeing his plan, Ying Yang immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and thoughtfully helped him bring a pair of trousers back.

Cheng Mo looked at the pink underwear and secretly guessed that Ying Yang must have done it on purpose.

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Crowding in front of the sink, each other's faces were covered with toothpaste foam. When Cheng Mo came out of the wash, his face was cold, which was caused by the mint factor.

The feeling is also extremely contradictory when the fire is fired in the kitchen.

Ying Yang really took out the eggs and milk, but there were no sausages in the refrigerator, so he used sliced ​​ham instead.Under his gaze, Cheng Mo had no choice but to bake two buttered toasts in a different way, and added acacia honey sent by his colleagues to the milk, trying to ensure the integrity and purity of the breakfast.

After solving the problem of food and clothing in the morning, Cheng Mo rubbed his balls for a while before being pulled out by Ying Yang to watch the car.

After some selection, they finally bought a Mercedes-Benz C300 with calcium stone blue, which looks black and shiny from a distance. Only when they approach in the sun can they see the low-key and quiet dark blue.

All the formalities were completed close to 60 yuan, and the payment was settled in one lump sum. Cheng Mo refused to provide his personal information when signing the contract, so Ying Yang had to register his name with a stinking face, even though the clerk later promised that he would put it on the front cover of the car. With a rabbit head on it, he still gave Cheng Mo a lot of face.

Because Ying Yang added money to have a facelift for the new car, and even threatened him viciously to hurry up and get the car away on the same day, so they just went out for lunch and then went shopping in the nearby shopping malls After a circle, when they came back in the afternoon, the car was already waiting for them in front of the 4S shop.

The interior is black, exuding the smell of fresh leather under the afternoon sun. Cheng Mo reluctantly looked at Xiao Bai who was abandoned in the parking lot, and suddenly had the urge to jump out of the car and drive him home.

The new love will never be as good as the old love, and what he misses most now is his wife who is a mess.

Seeing Cheng Mo staring at the rearview mirror all the time, and turning around to look eagerly when he lost sight of it, Ying Yang couldn't understand him: "Hey, why are you not excited at all for a new car?"

After a while, until Xiao Ca drove up the elevated highway silently, he turned back and sat down sullenly: "I just like the old one."

"So dedicated?" Ying Yang joked with a smile, but found that Cheng Mo didn't intend to quarrel with him, so he had to change the subject and promised, "Don't worry, I'll get someone to drive you back."

"But I still have the car keys."

"No key."

Cheng Mo stared at him for a while: "...don't break the lock."

Ying Yang said firmly: "It can't be broken."

The car drifted away in the smoke and dust of the city. The rabbit head on the front cover of the car reflected the dazzling sunlight. Cheng Mo didn't care about Ying Yang's willful behavior. Bear any pressure and consequences for this.

He only thought about Ying Yang's words just now.

——"Have someone drive you back."

Who can he turn to?

He regained his memory?How much recovered?

In fact, these past few days, he has been showing signs of being different from the past. He has undoubtedly matured a lot in his behavior and handling of things, and even the expression between his brows and eyes is no longer the same as when they first met again.

He just didn't think deeply about it all the time, and let himself be led away without disappointment. No matter what awaited him in front of him was an endless abyss or a mirage-like way out, he was willing to do so.

Perhaps subconsciously, he has already prepared for the two to break up, and is also looking forward to such a result.After all, it was not his intention to develop to this point at all. He seemed to be stepping on a trembling steel cable, with the joy of relying on the wind and the panic of almost slipping in his heart.

Rather than continuing to walk, he wanted to stagger his steps and jump down, like before, to finish it all.

He knew it was a sick thought.

But he probably will never be able to correct it.

Now Ying Yang pulls him back and holds his hand tightly, which is much safer than just watching from behind, so he can't implicate Ying Yang, he can only wait for him to let go halfway.

Even if he doesn't let go, he will forcefully shake off his hand and make another decisive move.

Otherwise at the end...they'll all fall together.

There was no way ahead, and he could see no light.

The car slowly drove into the tunnel, and the surrounding scene instantly darkened.

like this.

Can't see the light.

Cheng Mo slowly closed his eyes.

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Today we continue to weave a scarf thousands of meters long for everyone to have a warm New Year—an important plot is mixed in the claws of the crab, and the crab is nestled in the scarf, waiting for everyone to catch it warmly and sweetly!