The yandere president's boyfriend!

Moonlight, like water, filtered through the gauze-like curtains, dappling across the quiet room. Two figures, one tall, one short, sat quietly at the table.

The tall man had a hint of melancholy between his brows, while the short figure was a handsome boy with curiosity and confusion in his eyes.

"Lin Mo, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." The tall man asked softly, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his voice.

The young man named Lin Mo tilted his head slightly, looking at the man in front of him with suspicion. His eyes were as clear as a spring, but he was unable to speak due to an accident.

Lin Mo gestured with sign language: "Why let them all go out?" His heart was full of confusion, and he didn't understand why the man tonight was so mysterious.

The man didn't seem to notice Lin Mo's sign language. Instead, he brought a small plate of exquisite pig's trotters to Lin Mo and said with a smile, "Lin Mo, what is this? If you tell me right, I'll give it to you, okay?" There was a hint of teasing in his smile, but also a bit of expectation.

Lin Mo looked at the pig's trotter in front of him, a trace of desire flashing in his eyes. He used sign language again: "Pig's trotter."

However, the man frowned and shook his head in pretended confusion: "No, Lin Mo, brother doesn't understand sign language."

Lin Mo's face showed a hint of helplessness. He picked up his phone and typed the words "pig's trotter" on the screen. He looked up at the man, his eyes full of anticipation.

However, at this moment, the man deliberately dropped his glasses on the ground.

He bent down to pick up his glasses and said with pretended regret: "I'm sorry, Lin Mo, my glasses are broken. I can't see the words on your phone."

Lin Mo was stunned. He hadn't expected the man to play such a trick on him. He was a little angry, but more confused.

He didn't understand why the man wanted to play such a trick on him tonight. Was there some misunderstanding between them?

At this moment, the man suddenly stood up, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

Moonlight poured in, illuminating the entire room like daylight. The man turned and looked at Lin Mo, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Lin Mo, do you know? I have always envied you." The man suddenly spoke, with a hint of bitterness in his voice.

Lin Mo was shocked by the man's words. He didn't understand why the man suddenly said such a thing.

He looked at the man in confusion, waiting for his next words.

"I envy you. Even though you can't speak, you can still communicate with others using sign language. But I, even though I can speak, can't really communicate with you." The man said, with a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

Only then did Lin Mo understand the man's intention.

It turned out that he was not teasing himself, but expressing his helplessness and desire in this way.

A warm feeling surged in his heart, as if he was moved by the man's sincerity.

"Actually, we can communicate in other ways." Lin Mo suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse but full of determination.

The man was shocked by Lin Mo's words. He didn't expect Lin Mo to respond to him so directly.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Mo, with a hint of surprise and joy in his eyes.

"Really? Can we really communicate in other ways?" the man asked, his voice trembling slightly.

Lin Mo nodded and said with a smile, "Of course. We can write, draw, or even make gestures. As long as we try to understand each other, we will definitely find our own way of communication."

The man was deeply moved by Lin Mo's words. He walked to Lin Mo and held his hand tightly.

Their eyes met in the moonlight, as if at this moment, all the barriers between them disappeared.

Since then, the man and Lin Mo have tried various ways to communicate. They wrote, drew, made gestures, and even learned sign language together.

Although there were many difficulties and setbacks along the way, they never gave up.

Because they know that as long as they try to understand each other, they will be able to find their own way of communication.

Time passed unnoticed, and the tacit understanding between the man and Lin Mo became deeper and deeper. They began to share each other's lives and dreams, and spent many wonderful times together.

Although they could not express their feelings for each other in words, their hearts were closely connected.

Until one day, the man suddenly said to Lin Mo: "Lin Mo, I think I have found a way for us to communicate."

Lin Mo looked at the man curiously, waiting for his next words.

"That is love." The man smiled and said, "Although we cannot express our feelings for each other in words, our hearts are closely connected because of love.

That’s how we communicate.”

Lin Mo was deeply moved by the man's words. He looked at the man with tears in his eyes, smiled and nodded.

He knew that they had found their own way of communication - that was love.