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After the dinner party, Mr. Fei, who was a little sleepy after drinking, was sent home by the familiar Mr. Mo.

"I'm sorry." Mr. Fei said hesitantly. Although he felt that this sentence was meaningless, he still couldn't help but say it.

Mr. Mo glanced at him indifferently, but did not speak.

"You must think I'm useless, don't you?" Mr. Fei burped and turned his gaze mournfully.This is the first time he talked about it after returning from a business trip.

"Indecision." Mr. Mo focused on the road.

"What do you know," Mr. Fei said in a low voice, "It's useless to cry loudly no matter how unwilling I am. I can only stand where I am, with nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide. The memories are just sad and embarrassing..."

At the red light, Mr. Mo stopped the car and turned to look at him: "Then it's over, don't have any more illusions."

Mr. Fei froze there, then suddenly said, "Go to F University."

It was just past nine o'clock at night, and the night market near F University was still bustling with many young couples.

Mr. Mo, who was standing there waiting for Mr. Fei to park his car, felt as if he had suddenly returned to the past. It seemed that a person would come on a bicycle in the next second and said out of breath, "I've been waiting for a long time." But this time , He was waiting for Mr. Mo in a suit and leather shoes.

"Take off your coat." Mr. Fei was a little embarrassed, and the two well-dressed guys stood out again in the night market.

Mr. Mo didn't say anything, Wan Nian took off his coat paralyzed.

Seeing his expressionless face, Mr. Fei felt a little uneasy: "Are you angry? I brought you here..."

Mr. Mo sighed: "What are you thinking, will I accompany you when I am angry?"

The two of them didn't visit the night market. Instead, Mr. Fei led Mr. Mo for a walk in F Dali.

"Is that convenience store still there? I used to work there, and the boss is super stingy."

"Going that way over there is a shortcut to the school cafeteria, but I have always been very sorry to trample on the lawn in the middle."

"Going that way, you can go directly from the library to the boys' dormitory in the second district, but there are no street lights and it's too dark. I only walked through it once. Haha, it's not that I'm afraid of the dark, it's because I was scared when I met couples."

"When did a student square be built here? I don't even know. The next class reunion will test them."

All the way, Mr. Fei was talking about it, and Mr. Mo was listening silently.

They walked slowly, with a very natural posture, as if it was just a very ordinary night, they were just college friends walking in the enemy.

Mr. Fei stopped suddenly, and said with a smile, "I'm annoying, right?"

Mr. Mo said honestly, "Fortunately, it won't be very annoying."

"In the past, Xiao Luo said, 'I like to hear your voice, so I will be happy if you talk more'," Mr. Fei said with a self-mockery, "but in the end it became a reason for being dumped."

Mr. Mo patted him on the shoulder and was speechless for a while.

Mr. Fei smiled at him, and they walked slowly along the path: "The front is an artificial lake, and I heard that a water plank road has been built next to it in the past few years. In fact, it was there that Xiao Luo confessed to me at the very beginning. What a bad luck , I was the one who was confessed, but it was also me who was dumped."

Mr. Mo joked: "You are too stupid and slow?"

"Well, it's really a bit dull." Mr. Fei laughed lowly, "I don't even know that I'm being rejected by others, what a fool."

Mr. Mo grabbed his hand with burning eyes: "You know I didn't mean that."

Mr. Fei nodded and dragged him to continue walking: "I know you didn't mean that. I think maybe I knew that there would be a day when I was too easy to be serious. How can there really be any long-term? I may just be unwilling, I finally graduated from university, I finally found a job, I finally thought I could go on like this forever... People can't be too greedy."

Mr. Mo asked, "Then what do you want?"

Mr. Fei felt a little embarrassed: "Come to the beginning and end everything."

Mr. Mo said sharply: "Are you a girl? What is your year?"

The artificial lake of F University is indeed built with wood to build a circle of plank roads on the water, which is very rippling in the sparkling waves.And there are also pairs of mandarin ducks around that, forming an interesting contrast.

Mr. Mo's black line, surprised that they were abrupt again.Mr. Fei seemed to have noticed it too, and looked at Mr. Mo with a bit of embarrassment.

"Right here." Mr. Mo stood by the green belt 200 meters away from the artificial lake.

Mr. Fei frowned somewhat aggrievedly and nodded.

Well, it depends on what you are going to do.

Mr. Mo looked at Mr. Fei patiently.

I saw Mr. Fei muttering something in the direction of the artificial lake: "Although I am stupid and serious, I still hope to be able to kill myself and cut off my own sorrows. Since Su Luo no longer wants to use Fei Yu, and Fei Yu doesn't want to wait like this any longer. Now, then this time it's really a breakup, no more contact. I swear."

Seeing Mr. Fei's radiant expression, Mr. Mo suddenly had a bad feeling: "Why are you so proficient?"

Mr. Fei blushed, and said with a chuckle: "There have been breakups before, but this is the first time such serious talk."

Mr. Mo has chest tightness.It messed up Fei Xiaotu's hair.

Mr. Fei's eyes brightened and he slapped his hand off maliciously, saying, "How about the director, let's give it a try?"

Director Mo stared deeply at Mr. Fei for a minute. When Mr. Fei felt that all his bonuses would be reimbursed, he turned and left without saying a word.

Mr. Fei followed with his head down and his eight steps forward.

When we arrived downstairs at Mr. Fei's house, Mr. Mo didn't open the door lock for a long time. Mr. Fei cried uneasy in his heart: Director Mo can't afford to take jokes so much, can he?

Mr. Mo picked up the cigarette case and put it down again, suddenly said: "Okay."

"Oh?" Mr. Fei raised his head blankly, what's the matter?

Mr. Mo didn't look at him.The voice repeated firmly: "I say yes."

Mr. Fei's tangled brain finally turned around, and he stammered: "But just now..."

Mr. Mo unlocked it, and interrupted him awkwardly: "I don't want to start with you in such an unlucky place."

Mr. Fei was stunned, dumbfounded, petrified, and shattered into thousands of pieces.

Mr. Fei had a nightmare, so he woke up at six o'clock on Saturday morning, breaking the record.

As for what kind of nightmare?

Mr. Fei was paralyzed on the bed, thinking blankly. It seemed to be related to Mr. Mo and Su Luo.As the memory gradually became clearer, Mr. Fei buried his head in the quilt with a groan, God, what kind of oolong did he make yesterday.

In fact, in Mr. Fei's miraculous head, what he was thinking at this time was that if he dated Mr. Mo, wouldn't it be 360 ​​five days from morning to night?

It was horrible, it was the worst nightmare of my life.

After rolling around on the bed for a few times, the flustered Mr. Fei decided to strike while the iron was hot and clear the memory about Su Luo from the house.

Mr. Fei Yu, a good family man, found out the special cleaning clothes and started to work.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the doorbell rang: "Be good, little rabbit, open the door..."

Mr. Fei stared at the doorbell in shock.Grab the rag and get angry, Ye Yao, you bastard!

Mr. Fei opened the door angrily and froze.I saw Mr. Mo standing outside the door with breakfast in his hand, looking at him expressionlessly.

Mr. Fei followed his line of sight to look at himself, uh, frayed jeans, a tattered T-shirt, and the unforgiving little white rabbit apron... There was silence, and then Mr. Fei closed the door with a "bang".

After hurriedly changing his clothes, Mr. Fei opened the door anxiously, only to find that Mr. Mo was still in that posture, but at this time his eyes were clearly reminiscent.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Mr. Fei coughed and said, "Please come in."

Everyone knew that this was not the first time that Mr. Mo came to Mr. Fei's house, so Mr. Mo, Director Mo, brought breakfast into the dining room familiarly.

After coming out of the dining room, Mr. Mo looked at the clean living room, and nodded with satisfaction: "Welcome, you did a good job, but next time you should pay attention to your attire."

Mr. Fei was solid, with black lines all over his face: "Director, are you kidding me?"

Director Mo turned his head and nodded expressionlessly: "You have good understanding."

Mr. Fei raised his forehead: "Director, don't make fun of me, I'm very fragile."

Mr. Mo blinked innocently: "I thought you liked the tone."

Mr. Fei lowered his head weakly: "But this style doesn't suit you at all. Uh, since you brought breakfast, let's eat together."

After sitting at the dining table, Mr. Fei suddenly came to his senses. It was strange, why did he have breakfast with Director Mo so naturally?

He peeked at the calm Mr. Mo, and said with some difficulty: "Director, last night..."

"Well, I remember," Mr. Mo interrupted him very smoothly, "so I came to spend the weekend with you today."

Mr. Fei was bleeding internally, so he ate his breakfast dully.

At nine o'clock on Saturday morning, Mr. Fei and Mr. Mo headed towards the farmers' market near the residential area.Walking on this road with painful memories, Mr. Fei was still cursing the damn front wheel of his bicycle in his heart.

"I have a memory of this road, we met here." Mr. Mo said suddenly.

Mr. Fei blushed and looked up at the sky: "Uh, uh, yes, I didn't expect Mr. Mo's house to be nearby."

"Well, it's not far."

Mr. Fei turned his head to look at Mr. Mo's extremely calm side face, hesitated to speak, and finally just clenched his palms without speaking.

Silence accompanied the two as they walked into the farmers market.

As it turned out, the two men were a formidable surprise army that swept across the small farmers' market.

Mr. Fei regards price bargaining as one of his hobbies in life. At this moment, he couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, and started a spitting battle with the aunts and aunts at the vegetable stall.

With the spirit of fighting against women, the momentum of pointing Jiangshan and blaming Fang Qiu, coupled with his elite face, those who don't know may think that he is negotiating with some famous company.

And Mr. Mo bullied the owner of the stall next door with a serious face: "How do you sell this cucumber?"

The boss said: "This is a loofah."

"So it's not a cucumber." Mr. Mo frowned, "Then how do you sell this persimmon?"

The boss said embarrassingly: "This is a tomato, do you understand the tomato?"

"I'm sorry. I read it wrong," Mr. Mo corrected it when he realized his mistake, "This must be a potato, right?"

Boss Jon: "This is a sweet potato, nicknamed Sweet Potato..."

Mr. Fei at the side took the time to glance over with extremely sympathetic eyes.

Of course, the lunch was presented by Mr. Fei Yu from our family department. Mr. Mo squinted his eyes and said, "I have always been very accurate in investing."

Mr. Fei was speechless, and ordered Mr. Mo to wash the dishes, and our elite Mr. Mo completed this task perfectly, once again strongly proving that he is really an elite, not a useless elite face.

During the wonderful afternoon, Mr. Fei continued to tidy up the room, feed the pets, and take care of the plants.And Mr. Mo went to the study to pick up a book, and took a nap on the deck chair on the balcony.Mr. Fei took the time to cast a sympathetic look at the Harry Potter book.

The early summer sun is blocked by the sunshade grille of the balcony.The wind blows into the living room, bringing with it the fragrance of the plants and leaves on the balcony and a faint earthy smell.The fish tank reflects the sunlight through the curtains, spreading a transparent water light on the varnished wooden floor.

Mr. Fei put the items left by Su Luo and their group photo into the box, feeling a little dazed.

Looking around this house, it was bought with years of savings and a lot of money borrowed from my parents in the year of graduation.That year, his mother asked him if he was really willing to settle in this city far from home for that person.He remembered being foolishly determined.For the sake of Su Luo, he stayed here desperately, just wanting to give him a home.

It's a pity that I found out later that I was naive enough.

Mr. Fei laughed at himself. He really owed his parents a lot, and he didn't know when the "loan" would be repaid. It should be forever.

The creaking sound of the reclining chair came from the balcony. Mr. Fei suddenly came back to his senses, put away the box, stood up and poked his head out, only to find that Mr. Mo had closed his eyes.

Holding the memory belonging to another person, Mr. Fei smiled slightly as he stood there, feeling warm or sour in his heart.

Mr. Mo was ready to go back after dinner, and Mr. Fei sent him to the gate of the community.I don't know why I feel a little awkward and awkward.

They stopped by the flower bed, and finally, Mr. Mo said: "After investigation, I can also be a family type."

Mr. Fei nodded.

"So, don't worry." Mr. Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Mr. Fei stood there blankly, the night was filled with the scent of an unknown flower.After a long time, he nodded again and smiled silly.

On Sunday, Mr. Mo sent a text message early: "I'm busy with sundries today, so I can't come here. My concubine should rest early and recharge her energy. I'll come back tomorrow to look through the brand of my concubine."

Mr. Fei was shocked, his hands shook, and he jumped up from the bed in fright.After a while, he calmed down his shock and replied: "Your Majesty has three thousand beauties in the harem, and my concubines know that they are old and decrepit, so they dare not ask for His Majesty's favor."

Mr. Mo replied: "Although there are many plaques in my harem, all of them are written in the name of one person. My concubine believes me."

Mr. Fei: "..."

On Sunday, Mr. Fei continued to tidy up the room. Before lunch, the doorbell rang: "Little rabbit, be good, open the door..."

Mr. Fei went to open the door wonderingly: "Didn't you say you won't come today?"

"When did I say I won't come today?" Ye Yao stood outside the door with his head tilted.

"Ah," Mr. Fei was a little embarrassed, but quickly put on a straight face, "You actually changed my doorbell with your baby face."

Ye Yao hid while laughing: "You don't think it's suitable for you, hehe..."

Classmate Ye Yao, who came here specially to swindle food and drink, helped wash the dishes, and then stood up in the living room: "Why did you clean up so well today, it's not even the beginning of the month."

The report is busy at the end of the month, so the beginning of the month is a fixed cleaning day.

"Clean up Su Luo's things." Mr. Fei replied vaguely in the kitchen.

"Yo, are you enlightened?"

"Well," Mr. Fei responded eagerly, wiped his hands suddenly, and brought out a glass of water for Ye Yao, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Ye Yao took the water and drank it.

"Well, that," Mr. Fei hesitated for a long time, "I'm with Mr. Mo now."

"Oh, him." Ye Yao watched the news and took another sip of water casually before feeling something was wrong. "Ahem, cough, what are you talking about!" The sky was dimmed instantly.

Mr. Fei threw a rag over with a dark face: "It's disgusting to wipe the tea table clean by myself."

Ye Yao sat there with a rag in his hand, and said to himself in a daze: "Did that guy blush just now?"

This week's Cengfan trip was a bit difficult, Ye Yao put on a posture of wanting to talk, but didn't know where to start.

"What are you looking at? Is it interesting to keep looking at me?" Mr. Fei said contemptuously.

Ye Yao stroked his chin and said, "Tip, love can make people arrogant?"

Mr. Fei gritted his teeth: "I will eliminate harm for the people today..."

"Don't, don't, don't worry about it. You just have to break one or two of these small arms and legs, and your boss will have to fight me tomorrow." Ye Yao smiled and begged a rascal.

Mr. Fei rolled his eyes and said seriously: "Ye Yao, I met Su Luo that day. Although I didn't meet, I think I'll pass that test."

No matter how much you wanted to get close, how much you wanted to hold on, there was no fate in the end.Silly waiting, always forcing, but it is all self-torture.It turns out that only by digging open the wound can it heal faster.

I am also a selfish person, so I will choose to give up after a lot of despair.Maybe if I let go, it's good for you and me.

See you tomorrow, can you forget the past.

After seeing Ye Yao off, Mr. Fei took out his mobile phone and looked at it for a while, then finally shook his head and silently put it back in his pocket.

On Monday, Mr. Fei's Monday syndrome recurred again.Mr. Fei, who walked into the office almost with his head down, attracted attention again.

"Your lovelorn period is really long." Erken's representative made a blockbuster speech.

Mr. Fei rewarded his apprentice with a cannon.

When Director Mo passed by, Mr. Fei buried his head and buried his head. When it was over, he would lose his legs when he saw Mr. Mo.

Miss Gossip flipped through this old magazine during her lunch break, chatting about taboo office romances with great interest, and glanced at her from time to time.Mr. Fei played dead.

So Director Mo couldn't hold back, and sent a text message: "My concubine is not happy to see me today."

Mr. Fei was in a cold sweat holding his mobile phone. When it was over, Mr. Mo fell down, so he replied: "Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs, and must have read it wrong."

Mr. Mo replied: "Then how about I turn over the cards of my concubine today?"

Mr. Fei: "Three thousand beauties, Your Majesty must share the rain and dew equally."

Mr. Mo: "My beloved concubine speaks a lot, and the weak water is three thousand. I only drink one scoop."

Mr. Fei's face was burning hot, and he replied, "Director, do you have a fever today? It's okay if you don't feel so nauseous? I have a stomachache."

In the end, Mr. Fei was invited by Director Mo to have dinner with him.Mr. Fei was very silent.Mr. Mo is very calm.

For several days, there was constant silence and calmness.The two seem to be careless, but in fact they are still very clumsy.

Mr. Fei was always hesitant to speak after Mr. Mo turned around, and he didn't take the initiative to send a text message when the phone was hot in his hand.

There is still a lot to say, but every time I look up, I can't say it.

Obviously, she has made a fool of herself frequently in front of this person and has no image at all, but in the end she can only put on an embarrassing face and pretend to be absent-minded.

Mr. Mo always frowned when Mr. Fei was not paying attention, feeling helpless and distressed.He could only face the Daquan of cold jokes with no expression on his face, gritted his teeth and sent boring text messages to that person.In fact, he knew the reason clearly, but he didn't know how to explain to that person, let alone how to say it out.

"Fei Yu, take your time, it doesn't matter." Mr. Mo said.

Mr. Fei nodded and squeezed his hand tightly.

The two are slowly groping for a way to get along, but they don't know that Gou Xue has been waiting ahead for a long time.