Brilliant

After Wei Qiumiao sent off Mo Beicheng, Wen Mingyuan returned to the crew.He forced himself to focus on acting instead of Mo Beicheng.

After the crew finished work, Wen Mingyuan was still worried about Mo Beicheng. He thought carefully about what happened to Mo Beicheng recently, trying to find some clues from it.But recently he has been busy filming, so he really doesn't know what Mo Beicheng is doing. The only impression he has is that he has been busy writing songs.

Wen Mingyuan was at a loss, and at the same time he felt that as a lover, he knew too little about Mo Beicheng's private life.Their complete trust in each other has turned into neglect of each other.What the hell is Mo Beicheng up to?Musical matters or domestic matters?Why did he have to move out?

When he got home, Mo Beicheng had already prepared dinner.A large box was spread out in the middle of the living room, probably used by Mo Beicheng to store clothes.Wen Mingyuan hurriedly took two mouthfuls of rice, then knelt down to help him pack his things together.Speaking of tidying up, Wen Mingyuan actually took this opportunity to make inquiries.

"Brother, do you want to bring body wash?" Wen Mingyuan asked while holding the body wash at home, "How much do you want to bring, and how long do you want to stay? I'll calculate it for you?"

"No, there are in the hotel." Mo Beicheng replied.

"Then do you want to bring thicker clothes? It's very cold now." Wen Mingyuan asked, "Do you want to bring a down jacket?"

Mo Beicheng replied: "Go ahead and buy it again. I didn't bring a few winter clothes from France myself."

Wen Mingyuan asked around, but found no clues.

He could only watch Mo Beicheng pack his clothes. If it was normal, Wen Mingyuan would not be willing to take care of Mo Beicheng's private affairs. After all, everyone is an adult, and it's normal to have some secrets.But this time, Wen Mingyuan intuitively felt that something was wrong.If Mo Beicheng insisted on moving out to live in a hotel, there was only one possibility that he could not control the impact of what he was going to do, so he was worried that the consequences of the matter would hurt him, so he planned to move out.Since he already felt that this matter would affect him, wouldn't it affect him even more.

It was after 11 o'clock that Mo Beicheng put away his things and took the violin away.

Wen Mingyuan sat on the sofa and watched him zip up the suitcase. It had reached this point, and Wen Mingyuan had no choice.It seemed that Mo Beicheng would definitely not say a word to himself this time.

The two of them slept in the same bed at night, but they didn't say anything.The feeling of having the same bed but different dreams made Wen Mingyuan feel a little uncomfortable.

He didn't sleep well, and was still worried about Mo Beicheng. He would look at his phone every ten minutes while lying in bed.

Mo Beicheng also felt Wen Mingyuan's restlessness, so he put his arms around Wen Mingyuan.

"Don't worry about me, it'll be fine."

Wen Mingyuan directly lifted the quilt and sat up: "You don't want to tell me anything, why don't you let me worry about you? Mo Beicheng...I'm not the kind of hysterical person, and I don't want to have anything to do with you. Dispute, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life so far, and most likely the luckiest thing in my life in the future. But... I know what kind of person you are... .”

Mo Beicheng was afraid that he would get sick again, so he quickly put on his coat.

"You never know how to protect yourself..." Wen Mingyuan hugged Mo Beicheng.

He never knew how to get out of a battle unscathed.

He has always used himself as the price of victory.

The mother's business is also the same, the father's business is also the same, and the song selling business is also the same.All he did was let himself hurt to make others better.He is accustomed to using self-sacrifice in exchange for the illusion of peace, to anesthetize himself, and everything is still his intoxicated daily life.

He thought that Wen Mingyuan didn't know, he thought that Wen Mingyuan had never found out.

Since when had this man known him so well?

The shame of being watched and the joy of being recognized spread out in Mo Beicheng's heart.

He always thought that Wen Mingyuan couldn't understand himself, who could understand nonsense like him, willingly being imprisoned by his mother, and deliberately collecting evidence of his father's crime.

Despicable, selfish, perverted to the extreme.

He never begged for the understanding of others. In Mo Beicheng's heart, people cannot fully understand others.Regardless of the vast differences in life experience, it is the arrangement and combination of physiological structure and genes, everyone is unique.

Wen Mingyuan can love him, and giving him warmth is already the most extravagant thing in this world.Other things are not important, as long as he hides his perverted and dark side in the most secret corner of his heart.Smart love needs management, doesn't it?Couples who share secrets completely don't exist, do they?No matter why we love each other, as long as we love each other now, isn't it?

"Every time, when I am satisfied with the status quo of our love," Mo Beicheng lowered his head and kissed Wen Mingyuan's forehead, "You always surprise me."

I never expected anyone's understanding and tolerance.

But why do you give me mercy and love.

"I..." Just as Mo Beicheng was about to tell his plan, his cell phone rang suddenly.Mo Beicheng hurried to answer the phone, while Wen Mingyuan reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.

Mo Beicheng's eyes were still not used to the strong light of the phone. Through the bright white characters, he vaguely saw the words "Mo Nanxuan".

"Hello, brother?" Mo Beicheng answered the phone.

Mo Nanxuan's voice came from over there: "Sorry, did I disturb your sleep? It should be midnight at your place. The matter is more urgent. Listen to me first. The trial date of Mo Jingzhi's case has been set. Although I have almost cleaned up his faction now, I can't guarantee what they will do after the trial is over, and the pair of dragon and phoenix twins that Mo Jingzhi gave birth to outside have now found Ou Yu, Although Song Dengzhou is under my control,... the danger still exists. Are you still living in the apartment I went to before?"

Mo Beicheng replied: "Yes."

"Move away," Mo Nanxuan emphasized, "I have a reliable friend who owns a house in the suburbs of Beijing. His business situation is not good recently and he needs capital turnover. He is selling it at a low price."

"Give me his number, and I'll talk to him," Mo Beicheng said.

Mo Nanxuan knew that he probably didn't want to ask himself to pay, "Okay, I'll send it to you later, be careful during this time, if you feel worried, you can hire a bodyguard, don't let any of your private information be exposed on the Internet, Don't give them a chance to find out where you are. By the way, Song Dengzhou found out about you through Zhou Mubang last time. He and Zhou Mubang's father have been friends for many years. Let me tell Zhou Mubang again, be careful."

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