Misfiring

After snuggling quietly for a while, a well-known entrepreneur in the city and a host were chatting in the studio, but Cheng Mo was only thinking about Ying Yang, and actually couldn't listen to a word.

After half an hour like this, I felt that dinner was almost digested, Cheng Mo stretched and sat up: "I'm going to wash some fruit, what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." After finishing speaking, he also felt that this answer was a bit annoying, so Ying Yang changed his words immediately, "Grapes."

"it is good."

Cheng Mo went as if he had been reborn.

When I came back after washing the grapes, the boring economic interviews had been replaced by a new reality show called "Their Lives". Experience their everyday lives in the process.

"Why did you change it?"

"finish watching."

"so fast."

Cheng Mo didn't doubt that he was there, so he pulled a small table, put the fruit plate on it, and watched while peeling the grapes next to Ying Yang.

Coincidentally, the guests invited in the first episode of the program were the rock singer Huo Tianlin and actor Xiao Heng who Cheng Mo was familiar with.It can be seen how popular these two people are, even he, who is not a star fan, can frequently see their news.

The first peeled grape was brought to Ying Yang's mouth.Ying Yang opened his mouth like a master, and smiled with Cheng Mo's fingers, and lightly bit the cold fingertips.

Cheng Mo glanced at him, didn't speak, retracted his hand and licked it in a good-tempered manner, and then peeled the skin.

But he didn't give him a few more to eat.

Ying Yang didn't protest, just crossed his legs and stared at him blatantly.

It wasn't until another fresh grape was peeled out, watching Cheng Mo put it into his mouth, that he leaned over and kissed his lips, bit off half of the fruit in time, and messed up the rest between Cheng Mo's tongue .

The sweet juice spread out, and Cheng Mo couldn't struggle because Ying Yang grabbed the back of his head, so he could only push his tongue away while swallowing, it took a lot of effort.

After a long while, Cheng Mo wiped away the pulp and juice in Cheng Mo's mouth, Ying Yang finally bit his lower lip contentedly: "This one is the sweetest."

Cheng Mo suffered from sticky hands and was not prone to seizures, so he blushed and said without threat: "You want to choke me to death."

"I don't want you to die even if I die."

Bowing his head to his chest, Cheng Mo turned his face away and continued to eliminate the purple-clothed remnants on the plate.In his opinion, they are no longer just grapes, but Ying Yang's accomplices.

It's annoying to make his little heart flutter.

What's on the opposite screen? Cheng Mo has no time to think about it, he just concentrates on guarding the grapes in front of him, sharing them with Ying Yang.

At the end of the meal, Ying Yang deliberately didn't open his mouth, and signaled Cheng Mo to feed him with his eyes.Cheng Mo pretended to be stupid, and he simply expressed it more clearly: "Let me treat you like an emperor."

"Are you the emperor?"

"Give me some treatment from my husband." Ying Yang changed the way of saying it.

"Then peel it." Cheng Mo laughed, and stuffed the fruit plate into his hand, "Other people's husbands do this job."

"I'll just do it with my mouth, either."

"Try one first."

Ying Yang smiled, and finally peeled it off with his hands, instead of eating it himself, he fed it all to Cheng Mo's stomach, it was like raising rabbits.

Peeling fruits is a good way to pass the time, especially grapes. Cheng Mo usually likes to sit on the side of the coffee table with a plate full of them when watching variety shows to kill time.But when it comes to enjoying the fruits of other people's labor with his hands in his hands, this is really the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair. It is very fresh and sweet.

Then when he realized that he had eaten the last one, Cheng Mo acted clumsily as he bit the sweet flesh and approached his lips.

And Ying Yang seemed to be sure that he would compromise, with a calm expression on his face, and after eating with his mouth, he took advantage of the situation and kissed him, which made him feel deeply the taste of reciprocating.

Cheng Mo wrinkled his nose in embarrassment, picked the plate for a long time before asking: "Is it too nasty?"

Ying Yang dispelled his worries with a single sentence: "No, I'm rather nasty."

Cheng Mo smiled immediately: "You know that too."

The show was still playing, but the two of them ran out and huddled together to wash their hands. Since they didn't plan to eat any more, they brushed their teeth and washed their face. After finishing their work, they kissed a mint-flavored kiss.

This small day is simply not too moist.

Cheng Mo shook his head at the mirror, deliberately shaking it for Ying Yang to see, while chanting loudly.

Ying Yang raised his hand and flicked his forehead, without exerting any force: "It's better to go to bed."

It has to be said that under the current situation, Cheng Mo inevitably misunderstood: "Huh?"

"Variety shows, I still don't want to watch them."

"……Look."

I just ate, and now lying on the bed is not good for my stomach.

Even though he was nestled on the sofa, at least his upper body was straight.

Going back to the audio-visual room to cover the blanket, this time Cheng Mo finally gave half of it to Ying Yang.

Eggy ate a can of food while they were washing their faces. At this time, she was graciously embracing Cheng Mo's wrist and rubbing her wrists, acting very flattering.Cheng Mo rubbed its obviously thicker round waist, not daring to use too much force, and only used his fingertips to slowly comb the hair on the belly.

"Their Lives" is coming to an end. The last clip is that Huo Tianlin, who is always wearing smoky makeup, squeezes a pump of makeup remover in the bathroom, and then the screen goes black. It seems that the outside world has never seen him without makeup. In order to play tricks, the company communicated with the program team in advance.

After a rustling movement, Huo Tianlin came out and went straight to the bed. The camera could only capture a blurry silhouette, and even if the frame was paused, the face could not be seen clearly.

Then Xiao Heng went back to the room, and the door was closed and never opened again.

"..."

This show probably doesn't require stars to share the same bed with guests.

Are they blatantly coming out? ? ?

Cheng Mo rarely ignited the soul of gossip, and excitedly touched the phone, ready to worship the melon god.Unexpectedly, as soon as the screen turned on, he saw an unread text message——

Dad: Mo Mo, have you thought about it yet?

In an instant, Cheng Mo seemed to be splashed with a handful of cold water. Not only did he lose all enthusiasm, but he also felt cold in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him standing there in a daze, Ying Yang couldn't help asking.

"My dad." Cheng Mo put his hand on Ying Yang as if evading, and put his head on his lap to see.

After reading the text message, Ying Yang clenched his hand tightly, and swept the dry fingertips across the back of his hand, bringing him comforting power: "Didn't you decide to go back?"

"Well," Cheng Mo said in a depressed mood, "but I don't want to go home."

"Then I won't go back, let's just visit my aunt."

"..." Cheng Mo paused, and turned his head slightly to look at him, "You want to be with me?"

"You planned to leave me?" Ying Yang was ready to go back to City B with him at first, but Cheng Mo never seemed to think so.

Dare to be affectionate or he is self-indulgent.

Aware of Ying Yang's dissatisfaction, Cheng Mo wanted to explain, but his throat seemed blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.After trying a few times, Cheng Mo couldn't help but calm down, and looked away: "Let me think about it again, you should watch the video first."

Ying Yang listened to him, called up the financial interview that he hadn't finished watching just now, and gave him space to think about the things that he obviously hid from himself.

After a while, Cheng Mo still buried his head and didn't move. Ying Yang saw that the time was almost up, and finally persuaded him: "I don't know what you are worried about. But since you don't want to talk, I won't ask, I just hope : Don't make things difficult for yourself."

Cheng Mo raised his head slowly, and his eyes fell on his face again: "Yes."

In the face of his loss, the unhappiness brewing in Ying Yang's heart seemed insignificant. In the flickering light and shadow, he couldn't help pinching the back of Cheng Mo's neck in compromise. Not only did he not care about him anymore, he even solemnly promised: " Everything is up to me, understand? Brother Yang will protect you."

Cheng Mo blinked, hiding his sudden enthusiasm: "You will, always..."

Ying Yang frowned and interrupted: "What are you talking about?"

"I..." Cheng Mo considered his words, "I hope so too."

Ying Yang smiled slightly, with a firm expression on his face: "That will be as you wish."

Afterwards, Cheng Mo's eyebrows stretched unconsciously, as if he had let go of something, listening to the movement around him with the tip of his ears, he said without thinking: "Didn't you finish this interview?"

"I lied to you."

"...Oh." After the answer, Cheng Mo asked again, "If you accompany me back, what will Eggy do?"

Hearing that his attitude had changed, Ying Yang thought about it carefully: "Buy an automatic feeding machine and install a few more cameras? Or if you want to call someone over."

There was another long silence.

Cheng Mo put one hand on his knee to pad his jawbone, and groped for Ying Yang with the other hand, trying to let him know that his depression was not caused by him, on the contrary, his company was actually very important to him.

Facing him, Ying Yang lost his temper.

Before he recovered and explained everything clearly, he himself became dumb.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ying Yang treats him so well, he has nothing to doubt.

Cheng Mo's mind was in a mess, and while he was thinking about Ying Yang's goodness, he mustered up the courage to wave his sickle to cut off the messy thoughts.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Ying Yang...you can go back with me."

Ying Yang agreed without hesitation: "Yes." He thought that Cheng Mo's concession was limited to this, but he didn't know that his next words were full of deeper surprises.

Cheng Mo said: "Come home with me, as my boyfriend."

Ying Yang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "This is what you have been embarrassing all this time?"

"Forget it." Cheng Mo lowered his eyes not to look at him, "Not exactly."

"Does your dad know that you like men?" Ying Yang asked directly.

"I don't know." Cheng Mo shook his head, "We haven't even communicated very much these years."

Ying Yang's situation is undoubtedly more serious.

He has been at odds with his family since he was a child, let alone coming out, he doesn't even say a few words.Ever since he came to City A, Cheng Mo would probably send greeting messages to his dad during the holidays, but he didn't, the only contact with his mother was the regular payment of money every month.

Originally, after changing the phone number, he didn't even want to disclose the number, but then he thought about what to do if something happened to her at home, so after hesitating for a long time, he still notified her.

However, when the stone was thrown, there was no splash at all.

Over time, Ying Yang also cut his nominal mother out of his life, and treated himself as an orphan with peace of mind.So right now Cheng Mo is worried about coming out of the closet, but he can't quite understand the similar feeling, so he can only comfort him dryly: "It's okay, I'm here, I won't let you get beaten."

Cheng Mo couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and let Ying Yang hug him on his lap, wrapped in a blanket and snuggled into his warm embrace: "He probably won't do anything either."

But it is conceivable that it is inevitable to break up unhappy.

"Anyway, don't worry." Ying Yang didn't think as much as he did, and said it lightly.Because it's useless to think too much, it's his usual style to see tricks and dismiss tricks, so he just put his arms around his waist and asked, "When are we going?"

"The day after tomorrow..." Cheng Mo clicked on the calendar and looked at the time.He Xiulan's death day was on the day of the Great Heat, so they set off the day after tomorrow. They went back to rest for a night, and then went to the cemetery to buy something to worship, so it was not too hasty.As for whether to stay in a hotel or go to his house, we have to see Ying Yang's thoughts, "Do you want to stay at home or in a hotel?"

"I'm definitely not going home, my family doesn't even know if I'm still here." Saying that, Ying Yang was surprised again, "You want to go back to live?"

"It's not going back to each house," Cheng Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I mean we live in my house together. The house is empty now, and my dad probably doesn't go back very often. I want to tidy up by the way."

"Okay, if it goes well, we'll stay. If it doesn't go well... I'm afraid he won't have the position to drive you away. Just do what you want."

Regarding Cheng Dezhong, Cheng Mo's attitude has always been vacillating. He complained about what he did to his mother, but subconsciously maintained due respect, so he had to argue for him.

"In fact, he is not bad to me. It has been so long, I think even if my mother is still alive, she will not pursue it anymore. And the reason why I choose to reduce contact is because I don't know how to face him. There is a relationship between us. There are too many estrangements, and there is an aunt I can't accept...and you. He doesn't owe me anything, if I make him angry, I will be considered unfilial."

It is said that there is no overnight feud between husband and wife, especially in family members.

Blood kinship is something extremely complicated, and it cannot be judged by common theory. They are father and son in this life. In the extremely limited life of human beings, they should not let each other torture each other to waste the fate and time that God bestowed on them.If it weren't for good fortune to trick others, he actually wanted to be by his father's side to fulfill his filial piety, and he would repay his kindness in raising him up over the past ten years.

Under Cheng Mo's explanation, Ying Yang managed to understand this overly entangled state of mind a little bit, and hugged his waist to express his understanding: "Well, then let's go to see your father the day after tomorrow and explain to him about the two of us No matter what the result is, whether he can accept it or not, he will definitely not stay with us at night. If you want to live at home, I will accompany you to clean up. If you change your mind, we will Go out and open a room."

Cheng Mo nodded softly, suddenly he was not so afraid of what he was about to face.

Bowing his head to meet his gaze, Ying Yang could clearly see his own reflection in it. He was tall and big, full of bright black eyes. He couldn't help kissing him, pretending to be nervous: "Hey, I'm going to see my parents soon. Now, should I take care of myself?"

"Cut your hair shorter."

"Well, I also think it's a bit long."

"No, short hair looks fiercer, my dad would not dare to object."

It's good to be able to joke around.Ying Yang raised his eyebrows cooperatively, and looked at him with disdainful eyes: "At that time, I will come to the door like this, saying that you owe me a huge sum of money, and you will sell yourself to pay off the debt for a lifetime."

"Okay." Amidst the lights and shadows, Cheng Mo unconsciously fell into the love net woven by the gaze, tracing his handsome eyebrows inch by inch, and murmured, "I still owe you money in the next life."

Seeing that he was a little sleepy, Ying Yang turned down the volume of the video and patted him on the back lightly: "Brother Yang is not easy to mess with, I will collect debts in your dream later."

"Come on, I'll wait."

After muttering, Cheng Mo retracted his hands into the blanket and grabbed Ying Yang's skirt, turned his head to smell his scent and closed his eyes, his posture was far more peaceful than when he was lying alone on the bed.

Ying Yang kept patting and stroking until he confirmed that Cheng Mo was asleep, then leaned over to take his cell phone, replied Cheng Dezhong's text message for him, then turned off the projector, carried him back to the room firmly, and placed it in the bed.

Like every starry night in the past, before falling asleep, Ying Yang kissed him for a long while, and his unguarded lips were gently comforted by him, revealing an unknown charm.

Cheng Mo didn't realize this at all, but a debt collector ghost did break into his dream, and the ghost lingered behind him, and he couldn't be chased away.

I am so sad.

The author has something to say: ready to go home and meet the parents——!