Lao Mo Fang Yuan

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After Mo Zhen finished speaking, Fang Yuan sat up, and Mo Zhen's head moved accordingly, from Fang Yuan's stomach to his lap.Lowering his head and looking at Mo Zhen affectionately, Fang Yuan said: "Then I will chase you now, and you will be my "wife"."

"Okay!" Mo Zhen said happily: "Then you have to give my family a dowry first, buy me a flat, buy a car, then give me a passbook, and finally choose an auspicious date to marry me back to the Ming Dynasty."

"Okay, just wait!" Fang Yuan gave Mo Zhen a look of disdain.At a young age, I have lost my eyes on money, and everything depends on money.

Mo Zhen shot back at Fang Yuan in a strange way: "I'll wait, that's fine. However, people like me are in high demand. By the time you want to marry me, I'm afraid it will already be someone else's."

Fang Yuan smiled and said: "It's still in high demand, if you don't smash it in your hands, it will be very fragrant."

Mo Zhen pulled out a piece of dead grass, chewed it in his mouth and said, "If you throw it into your hands, you'll throw it into the hands of the rich."

"You, it's really hopeless." Fang Yuan snatched the withered grass from Mo Zhen's hand, and said, "Is it dirty? Put everything in your mouth."

Fang Yuan didn't say anything, it was nothing, after finishing speaking, Mo Zhen grabbed another dead grass, lifted it up and put it in Fang Yuan's mouth, Fang Yuan blocked it with his hand, grabbed it, and threw it aside.

Mo Zhen smirked, and said nothing, leaning sideways on Fang Yuan's lap, playing with the weeds in front of him.Fang Yuan pulled out a dead grass, and gently rubbed it around Mo Zhen's face and ears, Mo Zhen pulled it itchy, and after letting go, the dead grass in Fang Yuan's hand continued to flow around Mo Zhen's face and ears, Mo Zhen Zhen pulls again with his hand.

The two repeated their actions tirelessly, Fang Yuan smirked softly, Mo Zhen rolled his eyes upwards, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "Is this the school's recognized school bully and top student? Why are you so childish."

After the "tickling" scene, Fang Yuan called the attention of Mo Zhenliang's black hair again, grabbed a strand of hair, wrapped it around his index finger a few times, pulled out a piece of grass as a rope, tied it, and grabbed another strand of hair , Wrapped around the index finger a few times, pulled out a piece of grass as a rope, and tied it. After a while, Mo Zhen's head was covered with braids, of different lengths and thicknesses, all standing upright.

Lying in the sun, pillowed on Fang Yuan's lap, enjoying a beautiful lazy time, Mo Zhen ignored Fang Yuan's movements and let him toss about. After a while, he touched his head one by one. Xiao Zhuang, Fang Yuan's childishness has deepened in his heart.

After admiring his masterpiece for a long time, Fang Yuan looked more and more beautiful, took out his mobile phone, and took a group photo with a "click".Hearing the sound of taking pictures, Mo Zhen hurriedly posed for a pose, and Fang Yuan made another one, and then there were a lot of poses, and Fang Yuan kept "clicking".

After taking the photo, Mo Zhen got up, patted the dirt on his body, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand, Mo Zhen understood, and pulled him up from the ground.

The sun sank a lot, and the slant became stronger. After walking for a while, I turned left twice and walked onto a small dirt road. The dirt road was covered with dead leaves and weeds, and when I stepped on it, it made a dull sound, "creak, creak. ", after walking not far, Mo Zhen climbed up a small slope, Fang Yuan followed closely, and a ruined temple appeared in front of him.

Weeds are overgrown around the ruined temple, it has been in disrepair for a long time, there are no doors, and the walls are tilted. It looks like that, if someone touches it casually, it will fall down.Fang Yuan doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but when such a temple appeared in the wilderness and inaccessible places, he felt a little apprehensive, and followed Mo Zhen step by step.

Without the slightest fear, Mo Zhen strode forward stepping on dead branches and leaves. When he came to the door, he folded his hands together and bowed three times.Fang Yuan imitated Mo Zhen's appearance, and did it again coyly.

After finishing, Mo Zhen asked Fang Yuan: "Do you believe in ghosts and legends?"

If asked in normal times, Fang Yuan would refuse without hesitation, but today in this kind of place, seeing Mo Zhen's pious appearance, Fang Yuan couldn't say anything, so he whispered: "Believe me."

After Fang Yuan finished speaking, Mo Zhen turned his head and looked at Fang Yuan suspiciously, then turned his head, stared at the temple and said solemnly: "When I was young, once I played with my friends and made clay, I dug clay from the side of the pit and kneaded it into various pieces. I didn’t pay attention to the shape of an animal or a human being. My shovel touched my friend’s hand, rubbed off a layer of skin, and bled. His parents beat me, so they ran all the way to this temple and hid until it was dark, when my father came to look for me, and I went home."

Mo Zhen turned his head to look at Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan was looking at him sullenly, when he heard him say, he suddenly stopped, and interjected, "What about when you go home?"

"After I got home," Mo Zhen continued, "My mother cried when she hugged me, and my father was sobbing beside me. That was the first time I saw my father cry. I thought my father was going to beat me, but not only There was no beating or even scolding, and I was both happy and surprised at the time."

"At that time, I thought it might be the gods in the temple who blessed me, so I escaped the beating. So, from then on, I often came to this temple to have a look. Later, I knew that my parents searched for it all afternoon and couldn't find it. I was so anxious, after I found me in the temple at night, I was so excited, I forgot about it, but I will still come here often, and now I will come here every time I have a holiday, and I will make a wish when I come .”

Mo Zhen's story is not touching, but Fang Yuan is still deeply attracted, Mo Zhen's earnest expression when telling the story is too greedy.

Mo Zhen said, suddenly put his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered something in his mouth, Fang Yuan watched his heart surge, his body trembled, and he wanted to rush forward and hold him in his arms.

When Fang Yuan was masturbating, Mo Zhen opened his eyes, looked at Fang Yuan and said, "Maybe you can make a wish. Having a wish is not a bad thing, at least give us some motivation."

Fang Yuan talked about Mo Zhen, painted a ladle according to a gourd, clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice for a while.After Fang Yuan made his wish, Mo Zhen dragged him, bent down and bowed deeply to the temple three times.

Leaving the ruined temple, walked to the end of the dirt road, arrived at the edge of the village, took the north-south highway at the west end of the village, went south, not far away, the east of the road was the middle school of Zhu Jinzi Village, Mo Zhen's alma mater, where he was in the third year of junior high school on this.

The area of ​​Zhujinzi Village Middle School is larger than that of Xiangzhou No. 7 Middle School. When entering the school, there is a wide road. On the left side of the road is a pond with rippling clear water and sparkling waves.On the right is a square.Going forward, the equipment area and playground are on the left, and there are 4 main buildings and [-] auxiliary buildings on the right. A long corridor connecting all the main buildings and auxiliary buildings together.From front to back, the main building is the office building, teaching building and dormitory building, and the auxiliary building is the canteen, library and activity room in the city.

The most famous place in Zhu Jinzi Village is not his garden-style modern village, but his middle school building. At the beginning, he hired a well-known architect in the country. It is said that the style is 50 years ahead of similar schools.

Mo Zhen doesn't care how many years the style has advanced, but he is very proud of bringing Fang Yuan in.The school security guard knew Mo Zhen, and Mo Zhen said hello, and the two of them came in.

Before Mo Zhen said how beautiful Zhu Jinzi Village Middle School was, Fang Yuan didn't believe it. Now that he came in, he believed it completely. What Mo Zhen said was not exaggerating at all, on the contrary, the school was even better than what he described.

Mo Zhen took Fang Yuan to walk in from the main road in the middle of the school, and introduced each place to him in detail. After Fang Yuan finished reading and listening, he was amazed. He never thought that such a good school could be built in a small village. , is better than all the middle schools he has seen, mainly because it is unique, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with long walks and corridors, well-proportioned, with different heights, not at all like the middle schools in the city, which are boxy, tall, short, fat and thin almost the same.

Entering from the main road, Mo Zhen led Fang Yuan to the long corridor when he came out. The long corridor is filled with a strong cultural atmosphere, with famous quotes and ancient aphorisms written on the top, bottom, left, and right.

In the middle of the corridor is the display of the school's achievements, among which there is a large photo of Mo Zhen in the middle of the outstanding students exhibition.In the photo, Mo Zhen has short hair, wears a white T-shirt, stares at two big eyes, and looks forward with a serious expression. Under the photo are written his name, high school entrance examination results and school admission.

Looking at the young photo, Fang Yuan's mouth curled up, he smiled and said, "What are you looking at, why are you so serious, it looks like you want to eat people?"

"I don't know. I didn't take many pictures at that time. The teacher took a professional big guy and kept asking me to be serious, but when I took the pictures, I was too serious." Mo Zhen knelt down, looked at him in the photo, and could Mo Zhen's family has been happy for him for a long time to be on the honor roll, and now every time he comes to school, Mo Zhen is still proud when he sees this photo.

"However, you were so young at that time, with thin skin and tender flesh, and it felt like water would come out when you touched it. The book said that you could be broken by blowing a bomb, so it's nothing more than that." Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the photo lightly. , Rubbed a finger and felt that the fingers were wet, as if the face was really wet.

"That's what I said," Mo Zhen turned his head to look at Fang Yuan, and said unwillingly, "I am also tender now, and I can squeeze out water."

Fang Yuan looked at Mo Zhen, then at the photo, but smiled silently.Seeing his sinister smile, Mo Zhen raised his hand to tickle Fang Yuan, when a voice came from behind: "Mo Zhen."

The two turned around and saw a middle-aged woman standing in front of her, with long hair brushed up, light makeup on, tall and thin, wearing a black uniform, with a loving smile on her face.

"Mr. Chen, hello!" Mo Zhen stepped forward and greeted.

The middle-aged woman who came was Mo Zhen's class teacher back then, her surname was Chen and her name was Xiaoxiao.After Mo Zhen said hello, Teacher Chen said with a smile: "I just saw two handsome guys walking around here, they looked like you, walked over to have a look, really, Mo Zhen, you are more handsome than before? This is ..." Teacher Chen shifted his gaze to Fang Yuan and asked.

"Oh, this is my current classmate named Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan, this is my head teacher, Teacher Chen." Mo Zhen gave a brief introduction to the two of them.

"Hello, Teacher Chen!" Fang Yuan replied politely.

Teacher Chen looked Fang Yuan up and down, and said, "It's so handsome. At the beginning, Mo Zhen was the most handsome in our school. Unexpectedly, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people..."

Realizing that what he said was inappropriate, Teacher Chen didn't finish speaking, stopped, and smiled "hehe" to resolve the embarrassment.Mo Zhen is sometimes stupid, but this time he understood what Teacher Chen meant, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, Fang Yuan is the school girl in our school. He is more handsome than me. There is nothing we can't say about that."

Ever since he was a child, Mo Zhen has been more satisfied with his appearance, he is not convinced and gets emotional when he says who is more handsome than him.The first time he met Fang Yuan, he thought he was more handsome than himself. Someone mentioned this and said that Fang Yuan was more handsome than him, but he never minded.