30. I like you
Although Mo Zhen said that he would invite him to dinner, he still didn't dare to order presumptuously, and stared at Mo Zhen with the menu in his eyes, Mo Zhen saw that the waiter didn't say anything about him, and only said depressedly after ordering, "I said that I would invite you, you are all counted, I am tired and panicked when I see it." β
I'm happy to think to myself, who just said that I'm a money fan.
The two of them were originally sitting on one side facing each other, Mo Zhen went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he sat silently next to Leyi, who was willing to leave the world as soon as he ate, and didn't pay attention to Mo Zhen who suddenly leaned over.
Mo Zhen saw that he had drunk all the drinks, ordered him another glass of watermelon juice, took it with a smile and drank more than half of it, pointed to the glass of wine that Mo Zhen had given him before, stretched out a finger and shook it, and then said with a bitter face, "Bitter." β
ββ¦β¦ You're the same as my nephew. Shall I order you another fruit boat? β
If it weren't for the first half of the sentence, he would have said yes, but Mo Zhen's full of ridicule was clearly saying that he was naΓ―ve, and he was willing to roll his eyes at him secretly, focusing on the steak on the plate.
"I just asked you to come out with me, and you still won't ......" Mo Zhen chattered endlessly, and was willing to fork a steak and stuff it directly into his mouth, "Eat, don't speak." β
Willing to use it quite roughly, Mo Zhen was stuffed by him so that the corners of his lips were stained with black pepper juice, he usually had a heavy idol burden, but he was not annoyed at all at the moment, he just took a tissue and wiped it slowly.
This can be regarded as feeding yourself in disguise.
Therefore, don't like someone casually, the lower limit of principles will be lowered and lowered, so low that you despise yourself.
"Later, I'll take you to play?"
Happy eyes lit up, "Play, what?" β
Xiao Luo and Lin Qinghang made an appointment in Lin Qinghang's office, Xiao Luo was naturally very dissatisfied, but it was rare for Lin Qinghang to take the initiative to ask him, and hell would have to go through, let alone the office.
The company staff had already gotten off work at the time they had made an appointment, and when Xiao Luo arrived, the lights in Lin Qinghang's office were on, and Xiao Luo's footsteps were extraordinarily loud in the silence, with echoes, and Xiao Luo was inexplicably a little flustered.
He pushed open the door, Lin Qinghang sat at the desk, with his back to him, and turned around when he heard the sound, Xiao Luo was startled, the Lin Qinghang he had seen was the pride of the sky, and his aura was lofty, but at this moment, he seemed to be like a soldier who had lost a battle, all the original brilliant temperament was gone, and the kind of decline from the inside out made Xiao Luo feel a little distressed.
He thinks that he has an iron wall, and he has dug up all his conscience, leaving only a body that is inviolable, but Lin Qinghang is his weakness.
So he lowered his voice, "What's wrong?" β
Lin Qinghang threw out an envelope.
Xiao Luo walked over and opened it, and there was a stack of photos inside, from childhood to teenager, there were all stages, but there was only one at each stage, and the clothes looked very plain.
The pixels of the photos are not good, and a few of them can only be vaguely seen, but they can be identified as a person. Finally, there are two photos from middle school, probably taken by the school, very clear, still wearing a school uniform, with two dimples on a deep and shallow smile, and the tear mole in the corner of the eye is particularly obvious.
He didn't know this person, but he sighed in his heart, feeling that this face was familiar.
"I went to find Leyi this afternoon."
Xiao Luo guessed that it was probably his words that played a role, and there was a problem between the two.
"He said a bunch of ridiculous things to me."
Xiao Luo suddenly remembered Lin Qinghang's call in the afternoon, "You mean, he said that we killed him?" β
"Strictly speaking, we killed Chen Leyi," Lin Qinghang rubbed his temples, "but he's not Chen Leyi." The boy in this photo is him. β
"What nonsense are you talking about......"
"I also wish I was talking nonsense...... However, this may be true," Lin Qinghang paused, as if he didn't have the strength to continue, "At that time, the doctor in the car accident said that he had a very strange amnesia, and he had many habits, all of which were completely different from Leyi. He's living in the same place where the boy used to be, and I'm ......."
"Don't say it," Xiao Luo threw the photo back on the table, turned around and strode away, "I still have something to do, go back first." β
"It's not that you don't believe it, you just don't want to believe it, do you?"
Xiao Luo stopped and turned around, "Don't you think it's ridiculous? Do you mean that Chen Leyi is dead, and this boy has taken up his body and been reborn? It's not so suspenseful to make movies, do you want me to believe this? β
"But if this qiΔ is true, Xiao Luo, then it is true, it is we who killed Chen Leyi." Lin Qinghang smiled, "I am still ashamed to say that I will make amends, and I even think that one day he will forgive me......"
Lin Qinghang smiled bitterly, it was really a dream.
Xiao Luo sneered, "Even if it's true, what? Even if the real Chen Leyi dies, what will happen? β
"Was I driving the car that hit him? Did I push him? What does it have to do with me when he accidentally crossed the street by himself! Xiao Luo roared, "What do you want me to do?" Risking my life? β
Lin Qinghang didn't seem to see Xiao Luo's hysterical appearance at all, he picked up the photo of being thrown by Xiao Luo, and gently groped his fingers with the person in the photo, in addition to clear remorse on his face, there was another kind of emotion.
That was the love that Xiao Luo had seen many times when he was looking at him.
His whole body trembled, but Lin Qinghang was not shocked, as if he was in another space, Xiao Luo's heart was sullen and painful, and he walked out and slammed the door shut.
His fingertips were cold, his eyes were red, he sniffed, and soon, he calmed down, put on his sunglasses, and walked out of the building with a steady step.
was willing to agree to go out with Mo Zhen, completely wanting to indulge and suppress all the complicated things during the day. But when Mo Zhen brought Leyi to a club, Leyi retreated again, he coaxed back, and considered Mo Zhen, "Aren't you afraid, being photographed?" β
"This is a private club, few people can enter, who will shoot me?"
Private Clubhouse ...... Willing to be even more repulsed, he sat in the car for a long time and refused to go down, and finally was half-dragged and half-hugged by Mo Zhen, and took him all the way to the clubhouse.
I originally thought that this clubhouse would be like those bars on TV, with noisy music that makes my heart almost vomit, flashing dazzling lights, but after entering, it is very quiet, although the light is dim, you can see the decorations inside, and the sound of gurgling water from nowhere, which is completely different from what Le Yi imagined.
Mo Zhen felt less repulsed by Leyi, and laughed at him, "A little stutter who has never seen the world." β
Willing not to refute, sincerely admired, "Beautiful." β
"Let's go, let's go in."
Willing to be taken by him to the private room inside, as soon as the door opened, the cold air and the smell of smoke came to his face, and he was willing to frown subconsciously, and the people inside saw clearly who was coming and coaxed loudly, Mo Zhen waved his hand, "Don't make trouble." β
Although Le Yi is a clumsy person, he can also hear that Mo Zhen's tone is wrong, and there is a feeling of pride that wants to cover up, as if he said don't make trouble, but it made the people inside make more trouble, and whistled at Le Yi.
I don't know who shouted, "Young Master Mo is fast enough!" β
Mo Zhen was really anxious now, but he was still happy or confused, he didn't know what the situation was, he glared at those who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, "What nonsense!" β
That strange feeling became even stronger, and he glanced at Mo Zhen willingly, and the man's eyes glanced at him from time to time, "Go in, what are you doing standing at the door?" β
"I thought, go back." Willingly, he pushed his hand away without a trace.
Mo Zhen pretended not to hear.
Leyi pretended to look at his phone, "It's not early." β
Mo Zhen ignored him and pushed the person inside, "You don't come to this set, a guy in his early twenties, and he has an old man's routine all day long." β
Willing to push in, he was pressed to the side by Mo Zhen and sat down. The light in this room was darker than the outside, and a group of people came around to introduce Mo Zhen at first, but then they were all driven away by Mo Zhen.
What's so fun about this, it's better to go home and sleep.
Mo Zhen was entangled by his friends, and he couldn't care about Leyi from afar, but he was happy to have a man around him.
It's really entangled.,The appearance and posture are all delicate.,It's very neutral when it's popular.,Willing not to dislike this style.,Each has its own way of living.,But it's really right.,It's still a little uncomfortable.γ
The man handed him a glass of red wine, pouted happily and took it, he didn't understand why these people liked this bitter thing so much, Mo Zhen gave him some during the meal, and now someone asked him to drink it.
"Young Master Mo often mentions you."
Happy to think to himself, isn't it, he owes 3,000 yuan and makes him worry about it like this?
"Young Master Mo is very kind to others, and he is very righteous to us, but I also have to say that he is by no means a loyal gentleman, you are the third one he brought this month......"
No matter how stupid he is, he knows what this person means, his expression is embarrassed, "I am, he, friend......"
The man probably saw him talking in a hurry, so his eyes became a little strange, and he wanted to say something to him again, but he was pushed away by Mo Zhen all of a sudden.
"Xiao Yang'er, are you ruining my image again?"
The man he called Xiao Yang'er winked at Le, and then glanced at Mo Zhen, "Praise you, don't be so nervous." β
"You praise me? If you don't belittle me, I'll burn high incense, let's go, don't be an eyesore here. Mo Zhen drove people, half-sincere and half-joking, Xiao Luo could see that the boy named Xiao Yang'er was a little unhappy.
"Oh, little stammer, do you want to play with them?"
"No," willingly refuse bluntly, "no." β
There's no money yet, and who knows how big they play.
"Mo Zhen, I think, go back."
I said it once before, Mo Zhen pretended not to hear it, but now that the two of them pretended to be eye to eye, Mo Zhen was discouraged, "Then I'll send you back?" β
"Myself, go back, it's okay."
"Don't, it's a big night," Mo Zhen whispered, "I'm not at ease." β
Willing didn't say it anymore, anyway, he never couldn't resist Mo Zhen.
On the way back, Mo Zhen asked him, "What did Xiao Yang'er tell you?" β
Leyi sighed, "He seems to have misunderstood." β
"What's the misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding, I'm a couple with you."
After speaking, Le Xiang secretly glanced at Mo Zhen's face, and when he saw that his expression was the same, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, he had thought too much about himself before......
"He misunderstood."
Willing to nod along with it.
"We're a couple, it's just that I like you."