The correct way to use the white moonlight

Since the last incident, Mo Xiao forcefully moved all of Xie Qinghong's belongings into his own room, and no longer slept in separate rooms.In his words, that incident frightened him, and he couldn't sleep without holding him every day.Although Xie Qinghong was a little embarrassed, he still agreed. After all, as a lover, he did not reject sharing the same bed with Mo Xiao, and he even looked forward to it.

That night, Xie Qinghong vaguely felt that Mo Xiao seemed to wake up, but he was too sleepy, so he didn't wake up, just thinking that he probably went to the bathroom and would be back in a while.However, he waited and waited, fell asleep several times, and regained consciousness slightly because of his worries, only to find that Mo Xiao still hadn't come back.

Xie Qinghong really had no choice but tossed and rolled on the bed for a long time, forcing himself to wake up.He rubbed his eyes, touched the place beside him, and it was really cold, and he didn't know how long Mo Xiao had been away.Turning on the light, the dazzling light made his eyes unable to adapt for a while, and tears flowed out involuntarily.It took a while to see things clearly, he glanced at the clock by the bed, oh my god, it's already 03:30, where did Mo Xiao go in the middle of the night.

Xie Qinghong put on a piece of clothing, got off the bed, walked into the living room, and called Mo Xiao's name a few times, but no one answered him.He didn't give up and ran to the kitchen and bathroom to check, but there was still nothing, Xie Qinghong scratched his head in confusion, it seemed that he was really not at home.

It was really cold at night, Xie Qinghong couldn't help but go back and get dressed, took the keys and ran downstairs to Mo Xiao's office to have a look again.It was dark inside and very quiet, and it seemed that there was no one there.Xie Qinghong turned on the light and called Mo Xiao's name, well, it looks like he's not here either.So, what did this person do in the middle of the night!Xie Qinghong was a little angry, this feeling of worrying but not knowing what to do was really terrible.He decided to go back to his room to get his cell phone and make a call to Mo Xiao, maybe he went out with his cell phone.

"Why are you here?" Suddenly a voice sounded, startling Xie Qinghong. As soon as he turned around, he saw Mo Xiao standing behind him with a cold face, looking at him very strangely.

"You scared me to death!" Xie Qinghong raised his voice and accused him, walked over angrily, and punched him in the chest. Of course, when the fist landed on him, he completely retracted his strength, which looked very heavy. The punch was actually just a light touch on Mo Xiao's chest, "Where have you been running in the middle of the night? I'm so worried, I've been looking for you everywhere."

"Sorry, I have something to deal with..." Mo Xiao's eyes softened, as if the person who was as cold and terrifying as a god of death just now wasn't him.He walked up to Xie Qinghong and gently hugged Xie Qinghong, rubbed his chin on the top of his head, his voice was still so gentle, but his eyes were obscure.

Xie Qinghong patted him on the back, and complained in a low voice: "Next time you go out like this, you must tell me that I am very worried about you, and I can't sleep well at all. It's not like you don't know that the news is broadcast every day The incident about the serial murderer has made the general public be more vigilant. You are so good, you dare to run out, it really... pissed me off!"

"I know, I know, next time I will tell you first, even if you sleep like a pig, I will pick you up." Mo Xiao's voice carried a deep smile, echoing in the quiet room, softly It hit Xie Qinghong's heart lightly, making him want to sleep again.

Xie Qinghong yawned, lying in Mo Xiao's arms very at ease, "You're just like a little pig, I'm so sleepy...I'm going to sleep...you...take me back..."

Looking at the dazed and limp lover in his arms, Mo Xiao couldn't help but kissed him on the forehead a few times, picked him up, and went back to the upstairs room without locking the door. inside.Putting the heavy weight in her arms on the bed, she took off all his clothes without complaint, covered him with a quilt, and sat beside him, gently stroking his face.

After a while, Mo Xiao got up and walked back to the downstairs room.After looking around, he finally stopped in front of a bookcase, and soon the bookcase rotated to reveal a secret room. He walked in and saw his trophies inside—the photos of the deceased at the moment of death, and took a deep breath. .He took down all the photos nailed to the wall, and took out all the older photos hidden in a box, and threw them into an iron trash can. Burn all these photos.

After flushing the burnt ashes into the toilet and confirming that there was no more mess in the secret room, he locked the door and returned home.As soon as he was lying on the bed, Xie Qinghong rolled into his arms very consciously. Mo Xiao smiled lightly, hugged him, patted his back, and said softly: "Hey, go to sleep..."

three days later

Xie Qinghong was in the kitchen earnestly helping Mo Xiao cut the tomatoes. Each slice was about the same size, as if it had been carefully measured.

Mo Xiao couldn't help laughing, "I'm making tomato scrambled eggs, not a platter, why are you cutting them so beautifully?"

Xie Qinghong finally finished cutting, took a deep breath, pretended to wipe the sweat off his head, and turned his head to look at him seriously, "Cooking is also an art. I am doing art creation, you know?"

Mo Xiao pretended to be puzzled and asked: "I seem to be the one who cooks, but you just chopped a tomato."

Xie Qinghong glared at him, and wiped the tomato juice on his face, "Cutting vegetables is also an art! Hurry up and make yours!"

When plates of delicious, fragrant and delicious dishes were served on the table, Xie Qinghong nodded in satisfaction, all of which were his hard work.Mo Xiao really endured the pain with a smile, took his hand to make him sit down quickly, and stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, "Hurry up and eat, don't get cold."

At this time, the news began to report about the serial murderer again. It was really too much trouble, and the police still have no clue yet, while the number of victims keeps increasing.

"In the early morning of June 26, a young man was killed on his way home. The body was not found until today. According to the police, this was another victim of the Dark Night Reaper, but there is still no clue. So far, it has been determined There are 25 victims, is our safety still guaranteed in this city?..."

Xie Qinghong watched the news intently, and his whole body remained still. His expression was very serious. Isn't June 26 the night when Mo Xiao went out in the middle of the night three days ago.

Mo Xiao's eyes suddenly sank, these damned policemen, he deliberately hid the corpse well, but they still found it.He glanced at Xie Qinghong, who was thinking about something, and his heartbeat almost stopped.This is so obvious, as long as Xie Qinghong doubts a little, he will be able to find that he is inextricably related to this matter. If he is exposed... Mo Xiao closed his eyes, waiting for Xie Qinghong's verdict.

Xie Qinghong turned his head all of a sudden, and Huo Di stood up all of a sudden, with a very angry expression on his face.He pointed to the TV, then pointed to Mo Xiao, and loudly reprimanded: "Mo Xiao, did you see that?! I told you not to run around in the middle of the night. Is there anything that can't be solved during the day! What if that day You met the murderer at night, you...what do you want me to do..."

Xie Qinghong's voice was already choked up, as long as he imagined that scene, he would almost suffocate.She couldn't imagine what she would be like if she received a notification from the police that Mo Xiao had been killed.

Xie Qinghong saw Mo Xiao standing there silently, and felt even more angry. It seemed that he didn't take his words to heart at all, "Mo Xiao, did you hear that I'm talking to you!"

Mo Xiao's mind went blank. He never thought that Xie Qinghong's first reaction when he saw the news was not to doubt him but to worry about him.It wasn't until Xie Qinghong questioned him for the second time that he realized that he hugged his lover, whose angry hair was about to stand on end and whose voice was choked up, and said hoarsely, "Sorry, I made you worry, I will never do that again.”

Yes, Mo Xiao has made up his mind that he will never go hunting again. No matter how strong the desire for blood in his heart is, as long as he can hug this person with both hands, he will be satisfied.What he has to do now is to live a good life with Xie Qinghong, instead of indulging his own desires.When he fell in love with Xie Qinghong, he already wanted to stop, but he still couldn't hold back. Now it's time to say goodbye to those past.After all, he is already a family man, so it's time to calm down.

Xie Qinghong was still very angry, his chest was heaving violently, he wished he could grab Mo Xiao and beat him up, to let him improve his memory, but he was also a little bit reluctant.

Mo Xiao knew his worry and anxiety, and kept stroking his back and kissing his lips to make him feel his presence, "My dear, dear, forgive me this time, I will never let you You are worried..."

Xie Qinghong didn't want to make himself look so fragile and crazy, but he couldn't control his emotions just thinking about the tragedy that might happen.Don't be afraid of [-], just in case, that killer doesn't have any set target at all, maybe he will target Mo Xiao who goes out alone in the middle of the night, and although Mo Xiao usually exercises, how can he be against that kind of killer.

"Just this one time, don't make an example, if I find you doing such a dangerous thing behind my back again, you will be finished..." Xie Qinghong threatened viciously, and added emphasis on the three words "finished", Be sure to let Mo Xiao realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Of course, I promise!"