He likes you

Qiao Mo and Feng Xuan went upstairs.

Li Yang was discussing business with someone on the phone, his voice was loud, and he walked back and forth in front of the window.Last time it was in plastic Cantonese, this time it was Mandarin and local English: "yep, yeah~~~~Pu! Really, so fucking true Mr. Lawrence, so fucking real! That's the truth Mr. Lawrence. "

The conversation was so excited and selfless, Li Yang was still shaking his head after hanging up the phone, thinking about his excellent eloquence, and didn't notice that Feng Xuan brought Qiao Mo back.

Feng Xuan coughed lightly to remind him: "Brother, my boss is here. Mr. Qiao."

Li Yang came back to his senses, greeted him with a smile, and shook his hands: "Is Joe always right? Hello, hello."

Qiao Mo stretched out his hand to shake him lightly, and smiled politely.

Li Yang stared at his face for a while, his eyebrows gradually lowered, and hissed: "Mr. Qiao, I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Feng Xuan said, "He used to be my classmate. You may have seen him when you went to our school to look for me."

"No, no, it's not at your school. Where is it?" Li Yang rubbed his chin, struggling with this question.

Qiao Mo smiled and asked Feng Xuan, "Where is the bathroom?"

Feng Xuan took Qiao Mo to the shower room, then went back to her room to find a white sweater and a pair of sweatpants.

In the shower room, Qiao Mo was unbuttoning his shirt.

Feng Xuan could vaguely see his bare chest.

Probably because he was older and devoted himself to sports and fitness, Qiao Mo's body was much stronger than when he was young.Normally, she didn't notice it when she was wearing clothes, but now that she unbuttoned her clothes, the muscles on her body made Feng Xuan envious.

Looking at his unbelievable figure, Feng Xuan understood the phrase "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi".

Sighing, Feng Xuan handed him the clean clothes: "This is my clothes. It may be a little small for you. Let's make it."

"Thank you." Qiao Mo took the clothes and closed the door.It didn't take long for the sound of the shower to come from the bathroom.

"Where did you meet?" Li Yang sat on the sofa, still digging out his memory.He asked Fengxuan, "Did you have a good relationship before? Did you take him to your house?"

"Our previous relationship?" Feng Xuan shivered.This is a past event that he is afraid of when he thinks about it now, "Brother, if you think too much, you are just an ordinary classmate. Now he is my boss."

Li Yang shook his finger: "I'm sure I've seen him before!"

"When you went to my school to grab my ears and beat me, he just watched from the sidelines." After so many years, Fengxuan's embarrassing past still has drooping eyelids, eyeballs slanted to the left, and the corners of his mouth are slightly slanted. Awkward, looking unhappy.

"At that time, I was focused on beating you, so why would I pay attention to the people next to me? It must not be at school." Li Yang suddenly remembered something, went back to the room, rummaged through the boxes, and didn't know what to look for.

Half an hour later, Qiao Mo came out after washing and asked Feng Xuan for a hair dryer.

Feng Xuan gave him the hair dryer and saw how he changed into this outfit.I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to be back in high school.At the sports meeting that year, Qiao Mo was wearing a white sweater, brown loose knee-length sweatpants, and a red hair band on his forehead. He took off his glasses and was preparing for the 1000-meter race on the track.

Feng Xuan was very impressed with Qiao Mo's image.

In the sports meeting in the second year of high school, Feng Xuan was forced to register for the relay race by the teacher in charge.Before participating in the competition, Feng Xuan used a pencil to draw a long and thin mark on his face, then used a red pen to touch some red ink on it, rubbed it a little, and faked a scar.

He kept in mind that he would sneak out of school before three o'clock to snap up a new issue of the comic magazine.

The head teacher sat in the awning and asked him: "Hey, Feng Xuan, the relay race is about to start, why don't you go?"

Feng Xuan stood far away, showing him the serious "injury" on his face: "Just now my face was scratched by an iron sheet."

The teacher in charge took a close look and saw a bloody red and blue gash on his face. He stood up in panic: "Scratched by the iron sheet? Is the iron sheet rusted? Hurry up, go to the infirmary to deal with it later. Go to the hospital for a tetanus shot."

Fengxuan felt a little joy in her heart, tried not to laugh, nodded, and then used an excuse to go to the infirmary and sneak away.

Standing by the awning, Qiao Mo, who had just finished running 1000 meters, held unfinished mineral water in his left hand and poured some into his right hand.He walked straight towards Fengxuan.

Seeing him walking straight towards her, Feng Xuan took two steps back and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Mo didn't speak, grabbed his face, and wiped off the "scar" on his face with his wet hands.

"Qiao Mo, you, you fucking..." Feng Xuan covered his wet and red face, looking at Qiao Mo's figure who turned and left after finishing the important task, he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Thanks to Qiao Mo, Feng Xuan had to give up snapping up comic magazines to participate in the relay race.

That whole afternoon, he secretly stared at Qiao Mo several times.What kind of clothes Qiao Mo was wearing that day, where he was standing with the camera to take pictures, which direction the wind was blowing the hairband on his forehead, which girl went to talk to him.Feng Xuan still remembers exactly which chapters of the manga magazines that he didn't buy were updated.

Looking back now, Feng Xuan felt even more certain: Yes, he and Qiao Mo were incompatible.From childhood to adulthood.