Ling Mobei couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning on the sofa when he heard the bathroom door open, followed by the sound of light footsteps, and the sound of the door closing again.

Ling Mobei sat up and took out the keychain from his pocket, which he always carried with him wherever he went.

He wanted to return it to its owner, but he never had the courage, or rather, he was reluctant.

In the glass case, the sniper rifle that Xu Chuanyang had just wiped was placed on the top layer, and he raised the bullet case in his hand to measure it in the air, could this bullet be from that gun? What is the significance to him?

Ling Mobei sighed and lay down again.

Sleeping until the middle of the night, he felt thirsty, got up in a daze to find water to drink, almost closed his eyes in the refrigerator to find a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and drank two sips, when he walked back, he was a little confused, mistook this place for his home, did not run to the sofa, but went directly into the bedroom.

Touching the soft bed, he didn't forget to raise a comfortable smile, pounced on it, and fell asleep beautifully.

The door was always open, and the dazed Ling Mobei forgot to close the door, so he slept on his back with a big grin.

Xu Chuanyang's sleepiness has always been shallow, he heard footsteps and opened his eyes, glanced at the empty room, and slowly sat up.

The alarm clock on the bedside shows that the time is three o'clock in the middle of the night, and it is still dark outside, and there is no sound in the community.

Xu Chuanyang got out of bed, pushed open the door and walked out.

By a little moonlight outside the window, he saw that the door of the guest bedroom was open, and there was a rare figure on the bed.

Heartbeat, suddenly accelerated.

Xu Chuanyang walked over lightly, not daring to make a sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing this unreal dream.

Is he back? After being away from him for so long, is he finally willing to come back?

Xu Chuanyang slowly walked to the side of the bed and sat beside him, the person on the bed/person was hugging the quilt, his face was facing out of the window, he shrunk into a ball as if he was afraid of the cold, and in the moonlight, he could only see his thin back and short black hair.

The corners of Xu Chuanyang's mouth twitched, and he gently raised it upward, freezing the moment of moonlight surging on his lips, and his eyes were full of gentle doting.

He carefully stretched out his hand and gently pressed it to his ear, moving gently and carefully, for fear of alarming him, and every touch was cautious.

His Minghao is back.

Thinking like this, the smile on his lips widened more and more, and he leaned down, the silhouette of the hero close to the side of his face, his skin was still as white as snow, as thin as porcelain, and it was still the same as he remembered.

"Hmm......" The person on the bed/turned over, his face was facing him, as if he felt that someone was staring at him, Ling Mobei slowly opened his eyes.

Xu Chuanyang's face was a little clear in his sight, the distance between him and him was only a small fist, he was looking at him, with a gentle frustration and infatuation in his eyes, like a child looking at his favorite toy, he had never seen Xu Chuanyang show such an expression, as if he was a big boy in love, facing his beloved girl, the smile floating in his eyes was as soft as a marshmallow.

"Xu Chuanyang. Ling Mobei shouted in a low voice.

The beautiful dream was suddenly cut into pieces by a huge pair of scissors, and Xu Chuanyang suddenly woke up.

Looking at Ling Mobei with a blank face in front of him, he suddenly got up, "Who let you sleep here?"

Ling Mobei was still in a dazed sleep, and when he sat up at this time, he couldn't remember how he got in.

"I ......," he opened his mouth to explain.

"Get out. Xu Chuanyang's voice was as sharp as a blade, "Get out of the way." ”

The warm smile that showed him a second ago changed to another face in an instant.

Ling Mobei was a child raised by brocade clothes and jade food, when had he been so fierce, he threw the pillow in his hand towards him, "Xu Chuanyang, you are too much." ”

Xu Chuanyang grabbed it, "I'll let you get out of the way." ”

"I don't roll, I don't. Ling Mobei got up and threw the quilt on the bed/over as well, "You stingy ghost, didn't you just sleep in your bed? ”

"Ling Mobei. Xu Chuanyang's eyes were red, and he scolded sharply, "You get out of here." ”

"Don't. ”

Xu Chuanyang took a deep breath, stepped onto the bed/, pinched his neck with one hand, and easily pressed him on the bed/, Ling Mobei's head hit the bed board, making a bang, he was so painful that tears swirled in his eyes, even if the pain was numb in his hands and feet, he still grabbed a bunch of things with his hands and threw them at him, "You have the ability to strangle me." ”

The thing he grabbed randomly was a few pieces of clothes stacked on the bedside table, and seeing these clothes falling down from all around, Xu Chuanyang seemed to be a crazy lion, and waved his hand and gave him a slap, this slap was so hard and loud that both of them were stunned.

Ling Mobei looked at him with a pair of big eyes, what happened just now was so fast that his brain didn't have time to react, and when he reacted, his face was already full of hot pain.

He touched his face in disbelief, and tears poured out uncontrollably, "Xu Chuanyang, you hit me, you actually beat me." ”

He knew that he had a bad temper, but he didn't expect him to hit someone.

Xu Chuanyang didn't expect that he would beat him, and he beat him so hard, he felt a little guilty, and tentatively stretched out his hand to see where he had been beaten.

"You hit me, Xu Chuanyang, you beat me. Ling Mobei cried and waved his hand away, got up from the bed, wiped his tears, and looked aggrieved like a child, "No one has ever beaten me, why are you, Xu Chuanyang, why are you?"

There was a bright red fingerprint on his white face, he was mad just now, and he really used a lot of strength, and his face was already slightly swollen over there.

"I'll take a look......" he reached out and pulled his face.

"You don't have to be kind. Ling Mobei pushed him away violently, and rushed out of the hall in a huff, and his voice could still be heard the moment the door closed, "Xu Chuanyang, I won't forgive you." ”

Xu Chuanyang pestle was in place, looked at his palm, how much strength he used, his palm was still slightly numb now, no wonder he cried like that.

Looking at the messy bedroom in front of him, he crouched down and picked up the clothes that had fallen on the floor and on the bed one by one.

This is Minghao's clothes, and here it has always been the same as when he left, he has been waiting, waiting for a sudden day, he will come back, although, he knows very well, there can be no more such day, he has left him, forever!

Xu Chuanyang put his clothes beside him, picked up a cigarette and smoked it silently, the smoke surrounded his face, and a trace of bitterness was hidden in the corners of his eyes. Updated*********