My past life was a fan of all men

"Ring, ring, ring..." With applause, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

The students rushed home with their shoulder bags on their backs, only Mo Lang and Sun Ran were left in the spacious classroom.

Sun Ran calmed down, managed to force a smile, walked up to Mo Lang, casually smiled and said, "I didn't expect you, you are my brother's friend..."

"Yeah." Mo Lang shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't think of it either."

"..." Sun Ran frowned, and said with a faint smile: "When my brother comes to see us for dinner, I won't go, I still have some things to do."

"Oh." Mo Lang responded.

Sun Ran smiled wryly, and turned around pretending to be calm, but actually his heart was full of turmoil, and only he knew the pain that couldn't touch the bottom of his heart.

Falling in love with the same person as his own brother, he thought that such a bloody plot would never happen to him, but when it happened, he could only choose to use ice water to extinguish the burning flame of love in his heart.

Mo Lang stood on the spot and looked at Sun Ranli's back. For some reason, what he saw was loneliness, loneliness, and helplessness.

Mo Lang stepped forward to stop Sun Ran, "Xiao Lei, did you run ten laps on the playground after today?"

"..." Sun Ran was stunned, turned his head and smiled and said, "I'm going to run now."

Mo Lang: "Well, go, remember to master the method of breaking into the formation that I gave you earlier tonight."

"Yeah." Sun Ran twitched the corners of his mouth and walked out of the classroom, not daring to turn his head back, for fear that Mo Lang would see his eyes that were burning red and weeping.

Yes, go for a run to relax, maybe you won't be so depressed. The recent study pressure is indeed a bit heavy, but looking at Sun Ran's lonely appearance, it seems more like being hurt by feelings.

Mo Lang stood quietly on the spot, smiled like a spring breeze and said, "Could it be that this kid is also in love?!"

"It's time too..." Mo Lang Qingshui smiled ripplingly, turned around and picked up his shoulder bag.

Sun Lei tapped twice on the wooden door of the classroom, and said very gently: "Are you waiting for me? I can go."

Mo Lang smiled lightly, and responded, "I can go too. By the way, Sun Ran said that he would not go to dinner with us if he had something to do."

"Well, I know that." Sun Lei stepped forward and took Mo Lang's shoulder bag, and carried it on his back, "He just sent me a text message to tell me."

Outside the doors and windows of the classroom, raindrops suddenly fell. Just now, the blue sky, white clouds and sunshine were just right, but now it was dark and rainy.

"Let's go." Sun Lei took Mo Lang's hand.

"Let's go later." Mo Lang looked at the sky outside the teaching building, "It's raining now."

Sun Lei also raised his head to look at the thick ink-like sky, grasped Mo Lang's palm more and more and said, "Let's go now, look at the weather, the rain may not stop for a while, and it may fall harder and harder."

Downstairs in the teaching building, Sun Lei took off the suit he was wearing, raised it above his head, and put his arms around Mo Lang's waist. The two of them got closer and closer, "Hold me, let's run to the car like this."

Mo Lang was stunned for a moment, and Sun Lei reached out and grabbed Mo Lang's hand, letting him wrap his arms around his waist, "It's like this, you know? Hug me tightly."

Mo Lang was still immersed in the gentleness of Sun Lei blowing the willows in the morning wind, following Sun Lei's words, he grabbed Sun Lei's waist more and more.

Under the blue sky propped up by their suits, the two of them stepped on puddles, splashing crystal and shiny water droplets. For some reason, Mo Lang felt that this moment felt safe, not between friends, but a lifelong meeting. Generally until the age of baldness, the water flows forever.

"Yu Lei..." Mo Lang opened his mouth unconsciously to read softly, his eyes glowing with water.

Sun Lei smiled sideways, looked at Mo Lang's profile and said, "Fool, my name is Sun Lei, don't call me by the wrong name again."

Under the suit, Mo Lang recovered his senses and looked at Sun Lei. Glittering tears poured out of his eyes. He held onto Sun Lei's waist tightly, fearing that if he accidentally let go, he would be like a thousand years ago and could no longer hold on.

Back in the car, Sun Lei hastily took out his handkerchief, leaned forward, wiped Mo Lang's tears with the handkerchief, smiled and said with his eyes bent: "Little fool, you have grown up, why are you still like me two years ago?" If you cry like that with red eyes, you won't be afraid of others laughing at you."

Mo Lang choked, and said with a choked voice, "Why did I like to cry two years ago?"

"..." Sun Lei almost forgot that Mo Lang had lost his memory, "Well, the you two years ago loved lying in my arms and asking me to tell you stories."

Mo Lang: "..."

"What story to tell?" Mo Lang frowned and asked.

"It's nothing." Sun Lei continued, "It's just some of my previous experiences. You liked it very much at that time."

Mo Lang suddenly fell silent. Future generations want to know about your past experience. It is because they like you that they want to know more about you.

"Look, you are different now." Sun Lei dryly smiled, "As soon as you hear me say something about our past, you can't lift your spirits, let alone talk about old things, my When I was a teenager..."

Mo Lang remained silent, without saying another word, turned his head to look at the pattering raindrops outside the car window, and when he turned his head again, reached out to press the play button of the music.

It's still a song "Standby with Hands", with a familiar rhythm, heartfelt lyrics, and a voice full of stories...

Listening to the music, Mo Lang's heart suddenly became quiet, "Why is this song every time I want to listen to music?"

"Because you like it!" Sun Lei said with a smile on his lips.

"Did I like it before? Two years ago." Mo Lang frowned and asked.

"Well, it's not a general liking." Sun Lei put his hands on the steering wheel and continued: "One time the singer held a concert in the city next door to us, and you even bought a ticket for me to go with you."

"..." Mo Lang stared at Sun Lei with wide, clear eyes and asked, "Then did you go?"

"I didn't have time, but I rushed to it later." Sun Lei said lightly.

In the playground behind the school, heavy rain poured down. Sun Ran was wearing a turquoise coat and ran around the playground ten times. The raindrops soaked his hair, clothes, and body. The coat was taken off and thrown outside.

The picture of getting along with Mo Lang for more than half a year is so real, and the scenes are shown in the mind like a movie.

"Why? Why does it have to be my brother?!" Sun Ran screamed, the veins on his neck protruding.

"Why! My brother admitted in front of the media two years ago that you were the one! But two years ago, my father objected to not allowing me to watch the news. During that time, my father didn't even allow me to go out..."

"If, if I knew that person was you..." Sun Burning had tears streaming from his eyes, and said in unbearable pain, "Maybe I won't like you, and I won't, and I won't fall in love with you."

He ran ten laps, and finally fell down on a puddle, covered in mud and dirty face, lying on the lawn, facing the raindrops, in this dark afternoon like night, The heavy rain washed his delicate face, and his heart was cut by a knife, a boiling oil pan, a sea of ​​knives and fire.

He was lying on the lawn, looking at the sky covered in thick ink, tears overflowed again, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a wry smile:

"If my brother wasn't so good, he wasn't so considerate to you, and he wasn't so gentle."

"Or, if he is not so handsome, handsome, and not so educated and talented..."

"Or I will go for it, try to give you happiness, watch the spring flowers and autumn moon with you, walk in the drizzle together, listen to the rain in front of the court, see the world's scenery, and become the scenery with you..."

He choked and smiled, "Impossible, all of this is impossible." Sun Ran's previous anger turned into blessings, "He is the person you love the most, even though I have a thousand and ten thousand in my heart. The picture of your happiness, but that will always be just a dream.”

This dream has not yet begun, but it has already come to an abrupt end, it is too late to be broken, it has been broken.

He stood up, picked up the jacket that was thrown aside, and walked out of the playground, his dark and enchanted eyes rolled around, "Maybe if I knew it before, I would still fall in love with you like crazy... "

That night, Mo Lang and Sun Lei returned to their small house in the slum after eating, took a shower early, and then flew to the beam and fell asleep.

The next day was Saturday, and the school was on holiday. After Mo Lang came back from the fairy cave, he rode his bicycle to the fruit stand to help Uncle Liu look around the store for a while.

Mo Lang frowned, looking around, it was Jiu Zhan who was sitting in the fruit stand chatting with Uncle Liu.

Jiu Zhan raised his head slightly and felt a little embarrassed when he saw Mo Lang, but he stood up and greeted Mo Lang, "Hi~~"

Mo Lang was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"Yeah. Long time no see." Jiu Zhan looked at Uncle Liu who was sitting opposite and said, "Uncle Liu, I'm going back first, I still have something to do."

Seeing Jiu Zhan about to leave, Mo Lang hurried forward and said, "I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to tell me you're sorry." Jiu Zhan nodded and continued: "In matters of feelings, there is no right or wrong, only willing or not. If you are not willing, no matter how much I force it, it will be useless."

Mo Lang smiled, stretched out his slender white hand, and wanted to shake hands with Jiu Zhan, "It's good if you can figure it out, I hope we are still friends."

Jiu Zhan smiled embarrassingly, "What can't I figure out, I'm the boss of the gangster gang, don't you want to find someone to accompany you!?"

He turned his back and walked out.If a strong wind comes quickly, it disappears without a trace when it goes away.

"Xiao Lang, why did you have a conflict with Jiu Zhan?" Uncle Liu came out from inside.

"No." Mo Lang smiled, feeling a little helpless, "Maybe he really has something urgent."

"Xiao Lang, Jiu Zhan is really a good guy." Uncle Liu put his hand on Mo Lang's shoulder, "Do you still remember that when you were in the military training at the 'Warrior Military Academy', he would sometimes send you buckle meat? ?”

Mo Lang frowned, "Well, I remember, what's wrong?"

"Actually, I only did it once. The next day I hurt my hand and couldn't do it, so he begged me to teach him, saying that you like it very much, and I want to make it for you." Uncle Liu said meaningfully. Have something to say.

Mo Lang: "..."

Mo Lang was surprised, his brows furrowed deeper, "He always told me that you forced him to bring it to me..."

"Hey!" Uncle Liu sighed, "What a silly boy who doesn't know how to express his feelings!"