you are my uncle

After helping Zhaoming take a bath, Liu Jiming dried him, put on his pajamas and carried him out.

Li Mo who was sitting in the living room ran up and asked, "Jiming, do you need my help?"

Liu Jiming hissed, and said in a low voice, "He's asleep, keep your voice down."

Li Mo withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and Liu Jiming continued: "It's okay, I'll just put him on the bed."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Li Mo who was standing behind, she carried Zhaoming into the room, covered the quilt before coming out.

"Have you taken a shower?" Liu Jiming asked Li Mo after closing the door of the room.

"Not yet." Li Mo came back to his senses.

"Then you go wash it first, I'll find clothes for you." After Liu Jiming finished speaking, he rummaged through the closet.

Li Mo was stunned, and went into the bathroom by herself.

After finding the clothes, Liu Jiming put them at the door of the bathroom, and knocked lightly on the door, "Xiaomo, I left the clothes at the door, you can open the door to get them after you finish washing."

Li Mo responded vaguely with the sound of water in the bathroom.

Liu Jiming entered the room again, looked at Zhaoming who was sleeping soundly, both eyes were swollen from crying, and the corners of the eyes were red, he couldn't help feeling some pity, and gently stroked the red eye sockets with his fingers, "Fool, How can you cry so much?"

Zhaoming liked Liu Jiming's icy cold fingers very much. After Liu Jiming stopped, he couldn't help rubbing against Liu Jiming's fingers, begging for more touches. Consciously smiling, he stretched out his hand and continued to caress Zhaoming's eye frame, and Zhaoming settled down contentedly, enjoying Liu Jiming's touch.

Like teasing a cat.Liu Jiming suddenly had such an idea, and stretched out his other hand to touch Zhaoming's soft hair, stroking lightly again and again, like smooth hair.

He didn't know how long he stayed there until the door slammed open. He turned around and saw Li Mo standing at the door looking at him after taking a shower.

He got up and went out, gently closed the door and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just, I didn't see you, so I came to see...you won't be angry..." Li Mo was a little cautious.

"I'm not angry." Liu Jiming smiled, "You go to bed earlier, the guest room has been tidied up."

"Hmm..." Li Mo hesitated, as if to say something.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jiming asked.

"Where do you sleep..." Li Mo looked at him expectantly.

"I sleep on the sofa." Liu Jiming wanted to sleep with Zhaoming, but Li Mo was here, so he could only say so.

"Ah... how uncomfortable it is to sleep on the sofa, you can squeeze me, we haven't slept and chatted together for a long time."

"The bed in the guest room is not big enough, you can sleep comfortably by yourself." Liu Jiming rejected Li Mo's hard-earned invitation, and went looking for pajamas.

Li Mo entered the guest room alone with some frustration.

Liu Jiming collected his clothes, came out of the shower and went into the room to take a look at Zhaoming. After finding that Zhaoming was sleeping soundly, he tiptoed out the door, found a blanket and fell asleep on the sofa.

Early the next morning, Liu Jiming woke up and found that Li Mo had already woken up and was tinkering in the kitchen.

Liu Jiming yawned, and walked towards the kitchen, where Li Mo was frying eggs, "Xiao Mo, why are you up so early?"

"I'm used to getting up early, so I happened to make breakfast for you." Li Mo turned her head with a smile while flipping eggs.

"You are a guest, so I am sorry to ask you to cook breakfast." Liu Jiming scratched his messy hair.

"Why are you being so polite between the two of us?" Li Mo smiled, "Okay, go and wash up."

Liu Jiming thought of Zhaoming who was still asleep in the room, and just wanted to see if Zhaoming was awake, but when he turned around, he saw Zhaoming standing behind him.

"Are you awake?" Liu Jiming took a while before opening his mouth.

"Wake up..." Zhaoming looked at Liu Jiming, and at Li Mo who was busy in the kitchen.

"You last night..."

"Where is this?" Liu Jiming interrupted and asked before Zhaoming finished talking.

"my home."

Zhao Ming sneered, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Whether I died or lived was none of your business last night, why did you bring me here, what, see how much love you have with your little Mo happiness?"

He can make noise, let Li Mo know the past between him and Liu Jiming, but he didn't do that, he would rather Liu Jiming and Li Mo just get along like this, be an outsider and never get involved with Liu Jiming life, but Liu Jiming committed a crime by himself, and picked him up to their home.

"Xiaomo and I..."

"Okay, can you fucking stop me from now on? Take care of your own business and chase after your little Mo. Next time, even if I drink to death, don't pick me up." Zhaoming said this after gritting his teeth. In a word, even though he was still wearing pajamas and slippers, he went out without looking back.

Liu Jiming wanted to chase him out, but Li Mo shouted in the kitchen: "Jiming, breakfast is ready, let Zhaoming come and eat together."

Li Mo knew what happened between the two of them, but he just pretended not to know, and he didn't want Liu Jiming to chase them out.

Sure enough, Liu Jiming turned his head after hearing this, but said: "I'll be back in a while." Then he picked up a coat, turned around and went out.

The smile on Li Mo's face froze, Liu Jiming...does he value that man named Zhaoming more than himself...

When Liu Jiming chased him out, Zhaoming had disappeared. He got off the elevator and walked out of the apartment building to look around, but he still didn't see Zhaoming.

He thought that Zhaoming was only wearing pajamas and slippers, and it was still cold outside the door. Liu Jiming stared at the coat in his hand in a daze.

Until Li Mo called him from behind, "Jiming, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Liu Jiming come back to his senses, and saw Li Mo chasing after him in his pajamas.

"It's okay, let's go back." Liu Jiming turned and entered the gate, and Li Mo followed.

"Did Zhaoming leave..." Li Mo asked from behind.

"En." Liu Jiming replied without turning his head.

"Why don't you say hello..."

Liu Jiming lost his voice.

Zhao Ming ran and ran downstairs, as if he could feel better only by running non-stop. This time, he completely gave up on Liu Jiming.

"Bitch, Liu Jiming, you bitch, ahhhh!" Zhaoming kicked the stone on the ground.What the hell is it? He even humiliated himself after admitting defeat and quitting, for fear that he wouldn't know how good he and his Xiaomo were.Liu Jiming is really cheap!I fell in love with this kind of person when I was blind!

Zhaoming kept on doing nothing, and simply took out his mobile phone and blocked all of Liu Jiming's contact information.

After being blacklisted, I still feel puzzled. Thinking of those posters and photos in my home, I feel angry and depressed again.

When he raised his head, he found that the people passing by were looking at him strangely.

He looked down at himself, only to realize that he was still wearing Liu Jiming's pajamas, which were too long and loose, fuck, I really wanted to take it off on the spot and step on it!Zhaoming did not do this, running naked on the street is considered indecent in public places...

He called a taxi and drove home angrily.

After returning home, Zhaoming almost tore off Liu Jiming's pajamas in resentment, threw his head on the ground, threw himself on the bed naked, and rolled around on the bed several times.

After calming down, he stared blankly at the ceiling, and put his hand on his left chest. Under the thin skin, the heart was beating.

It still... hurts.Zhaoming grabbed the flesh there, couldn't help laughing, a pale and feeble smile.

Liu Jiming finally found the person he likes, and even lived together.Why do you still have the nerve to pick yourself up, because you want to let yourself see how much you can't control yourself, and let yourself see how considerate and virtuous his ideal person is, so that you can mock yourself for failing... ..

Congratulations, Liu Jiming, I am really in pain from being abused.

I can also leave with peace of mind, so I wish you and the one you love a happy marriage for a hundred years.