At the dinner table, the atmosphere was unusually serious, there was no deserved laughter, only the sound of crackling knives and forks.

Seeing Fang Zihao's series of meticulous care for Yan Mu, the resentment in Mi Luo's eyes quickly squeezed through his eyes, and he got up angrily and walked towards the bathroom.

"It's very uncomfortable, isn't it!" Du Yan waited indifferently at the door of the bathroom.

Milo tore off a tissue and wiped the water from her hands, her eyes sliding coldly across her face.

"It was you who told me that you and her are just friends, she just stays by your side as friends, and you shouldn't have emotions when friends fall in love!"

"Your outfit today is beautiful and suits your temperament. Milo turned sideways to leave.

Reached out and grabbed his wrist, "You're not going to be with her, are you?"

He closed his eyes in annoyance and exhaled lightly, "How did you arrange it in the afternoon?"

His expression was not as bright as before, "Fang Zihao has an empty house, it has been cleaned up, let Yan Mu move over!" Du Yan's voice trembled a little.

The heart suddenly "thumped", rubbed the neat clothes, and stopped in silence.

"There is always gossip about lonely men and widows living together, she and Fang Zihao are developing in a better direction, we should help them create more. ”

"Whether the relationship is suitable or not, they need to weigh it themselves, it has nothing to do with us, I have to go to the company in the afternoon to deal with something, and what I want to eat in the evening, I will order. Mi Luo's voice was very faint, with an icy aura.

With a wry smile, he kept up with Miluo's progress, "Anything can be done, you can arrange it." ”

At the door of the restaurant, Mi Luo glanced at the rose in Yan Mu's arms, did not speak, just stared sternly with his eyes, and those eyes seemed to shoot sparks!

"Yan Mu has nothing to do in the afternoon! Accompany Zihao to find his friend, his friend opened a ceramic DIY shop, I have been there a few times, it is very literary and interesting. Du Yan suggested.

"Oh yes, my friend's ceramic DIY shop is doing a brisk business, if you have time, let's go together!"

Yan Mu bit his lower lip lightly, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes stretched, and he saw Mi Luo Tieqing's face.

"I'm going back to the office in the afternoon to deal with things, and I'll have dinner with Milo in the evening, and I'll call you when the time comes. Du Yan naturally held Mi Luo's hand.

It didn't seem to be the slightest refusal, and Yan Mu's sharp gaze stopped in Mi Luo's eyes.

"I'll take you to the office. Mi Luo took a deep breath, stopped talking, and silently turned around and walked to the parking lot.

Seeing the sight of them leaving, Yan Mu's teeth clenched, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the finished pottery products displayed on the display case, the previous boredom was quickly left behind, Yan Mu couldn't wait to put on an apron and take a small bag of mud handed by Fang Zihao.

"Get your hands wet, knead the mud into a circle and put it on the machine. "Fang Zihao earnestly transmitted the experience" first gently pressed his thumb to the middle of the circle, drilled a hole, and when it was done, he gently and slowly let go. Looking at Yan Mu with satisfaction, he listened to the command and operated step by step, "Gently make a shape like a small bucket with your hand, and gently put your hand on it." ”

The mud was driven by the machine to rotate, his hands shook uncontrollably, and the mud flew to the ground with a "pop", and Yan Mu watched the machine spin alone with regret.

"It's okay, I failed many times the first time, come on!" Fang Zihao patiently taught Yan Mu the steps of making pottery again, over and over again, tirelessly.

At night, the neon lights on the streets are full of colors, constantly blooming with their own brilliance,

After saying goodbye politely, Yan Mu walked into the community with roses, the breeze blew gently, and suddenly remembered that the ceramics he made were still in Fang Zihao's car, and ran back, no one answered the phone, and he recognized Fang Zihao's car at a glance, as if he saw that there were people crowding near the car, and he vaguely felt a trace of unease, getting closer and closer.

The four men swung their fists and feet at Fang Zihao, who was lying on the ground protecting his head, and the sound of his fists and feet became louder and louder.

Trying to restrain the thought of rushing up and swinging his fist, "What are you doing?" Yan Mu shouted excitedly.

A man withdrew his hand and looked at Yan Mu, turned his face away in a panic, and called away the violent companion.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized that the man was the little brother who called him last night to pick him up at the bar, and quickly helped Fang Zihao up, "Are you okay! Let's go to the hospital." ”

He staggered to his feet and wiped the bruises from the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, just enjoy a full body massage." Fang Zihao panted and smiled, "Go back quickly! It's so late, it's not safe outside." ”

"Are you really okay?, you don't have any injuries to your shoulders or chest!" Yan Mu anxiously surveyed every part of his body.

Slowly reached out and touched Yan Mu's burning face, "Although I was beaten for no reason, but seeing your anxious demeanor now, my heart is inexplicably happy, tomorrow I will go to my sister to learn boxing, and next time I encounter a similar situation, I can fight back, the most important thing is that I have to assume the identity of the flower messenger, and I must not let you get hurt, oh, by the way, I forgot again, in fact, you are very good at fighting." "There was love in his eyes.

Unconsciously moved his body to the back, "Then I'll go back first, you go home quickly! Yan Mu frowned.

"Then you go back first, and when you get home, call me, and then I'll go home." Fang Zihao stared at her gently.

Chatting uncomfortably, he tried to avoid his gaze, "You go, I'm safe, I can't park here, the traffic police will come later." ”

"Then, then I'll go first, you pay attention to safety. He patted her on the shoulder, got into the car, and rolled down the window, "You can go in too, bye-bye." ”

The car slowly disappeared from sight, Yan Mu clenched his fists, dialed Miluo's number, the phone beeped, and waited for a familiar voice to come from there with nervousness and anger, but still no one answered, and walked home in annoyance.

In the early hours of the morning, hearing the sound of the door closing, Yan Mu woke up from his sleep, hurriedly ran out of the room, and vigorously banged on Miluo's door.

Mi Luo dragged his tired body and opened the door, "What's wrong?"

Holding back the anger in his heart, "It's the person you called, right?" asked with a serious face.

Blinking, "Who?" Milo walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

Yan Mu followed his steps and walked over, staring sternly without speaking, his eyes as if he was about to shoot sparks.

Mi Luo angrily put the water glass on the table and squinted at her sideways, "So, are you asking me for him now?"

"When did he provoke you? ”

"It's the person I'm calling, what's wrong?

"If it was Du Yan who was beaten, would you feel comfortable?" Yan Mu tried to suppress his anger.

His eyes darkened, and an uncontrollable resentment churned in Mi Luo's heart, "So you think that Fang Zihao is equal to Du Yan in your heart!"

"He's my friend. Yan Mu looked at his angry gaze timidly.

"If he's so important to you, then why are you staying here, you're going to him?"

Trying to clean up his disappointed and sad emotions, he rubbed his fingers at a loss, "Miluo, what is between us?"

"What do you want to count?" asked Yun lightly.

"I want to count on something. Tears glittered in his eyes, "You said to your boss categorically that you have to do it, you hugged me affectionately, you said you like me, you." ”

"So what?" the voice was extremely cold, and there was not a single wave on his calm face.

The nose was sore, and two lines of tears rolled down "I know that Du Yan is very important to you, but have you taken care of my feelings, as soon as she appeared, you only had her in your eyes, and I was like." ”

"Don't you have Fang Zihao, isn't he very important in your heart!"

Looking at his complaining expression, Yan Mu couldn't help laughing, and slowly approached his ear, "So, are you jealous now?" Anyway, I see that you are good to Du Yan, and I feel very uncomfortable, so can I restrain myself next time we meet." ”

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he looked at her with a soft light in his eyes, "I restrained, the person who should be restrained is you! He gave you roses, and you still took them home, and promised to do pottery in the afternoon." ”

"He's a friend of Du Yan, and I won't reject people in public, but. ”

"If you don't refuse, are you going to give him a chance?"

"Then would you like to be my boyfriend?" Yan Mu had already confused whether this was a plot arrangement or a heartfelt statement, his ears were hot, and his heart was pounding.

A smile flashed in Mi Luo's eyes, and he immediately turned cold again, looking indifferent.

"Then are you willing to be my boyfriend?" Yan Mu couldn't wait to look at him.

Coughing lightly and nodding silently, Mi Luo pretended to be calm and felt Yan Mu beating happily beside him.

"So, I can announce to the world that Milo is my boyfriend, right?"

Mi Luo nodded with a happy smile on his face.