After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Although he is a fan of heart-wrenching novels, Mu Song doesn't think that the plot of "chasing his wife in the crematorium" will actually happen.

I don't think it will happen to me.

Therefore, Mu Song can only regard Lu Yuan's sudden appearance here as a coincidence.

After all, when he landed in S City, he got a new phone card, and he didn't use his ID card information.

All three-dimensional social accounts are all canceled and disabled.

In addition, when I left, I took a lot of cash in one go, and I haven't moved my bank card yet.

In everything he could think of, he did everything in his power to erase the traces.

Evaporation is probably what it means.

And he did this not because he was afraid that Lu Yuan would find him, but because he wanted to say goodbye to the past.

I have to admit that Mu Song is indeed a little paranoid when doing things.

He firmly believes that only by completely cutting off the connection with the past, and letting the people and things in the past die thoroughly in the cutting off, can he truly be "reborn".

After practicing for a month, he really felt unprecedented ease, he thought, this is the taste of freedom.

Finally, he gradually understood that the once stubborn love was actually a shackle, which not only trapped Lu Yuan, but also trapped himself.

In the past ten years, all his decisions, no matter how small or small, even as small as what to eat for each meal, were all based on Lu Yuan's will.

Now, he can finally pick up his life again according to his own wishes, meet new friends, and even have a goal plan for the next step...

Everything has slowly developed in the direction planned by Mu Song.

And Lu Yuan's sudden "deception" undoubtedly greatly disrupted the process.

"What? Pretending not to know?"

Just as Mu Song was trying to pretend he didn't recognize his voice, Lu Yuan had already walked in front of him.

Well, this person has always liked to tell the truth, so he didn't bother to go around in circles.

Mu Song worked hard, organized the most normal expression, raised his head, and said with a smile: "Oh, Mr. Lu, what a coincidence."

Closed ending, the golden rule of chatting to death.

Mu Song was not interested in greeting Lu Yuan, although he had many doubts in his heart the moment he saw him clearly.

I haven't seen him in just a month, and it feels like a lifetime away. This person seems to have changed a lot?

But what has changed?

Probably lost weight.

The reduced fat made his already well-defined face look sharper.

Fortunately, this person has excellent bones, and he has not become mean because of his sharpness, but has the charm of a mature man.

However, Lu Yuan didn't seem to be resting well.

A pair of bright eyes that were originally clear and clear, were faintly flushed, and the dizziness under the eyes was deeper than when they worked overtime like crazy.

And the moment when those tired eyes met Mu Song's gaze, a trace of complicated emotions flashed across.

"Coincidence? I remember that a writer said that there is no so-called coincidence in the world, only that it is man-made."

Lu Yuan's thin lips pursed into a smile, which finally made his originally tense face look human.

But in Mu Song's eyes, these words and this expression turned into three big question marks.

When did this person go crazy?

For no reason, what text was suddenly pulled?It's still chicken soup literature that doesn't have any nutrition at first glance...

After ten years of acquaintance, Lu Yuan didn't say that he didn't know anything, at least he was a black hole in literature. Apart from liking men, he was no different from straight men in science and engineering.

Every time Mu Song went home with a pile of literature books, he would inevitably be ridiculed by him.

At first, Mu Song fantasized that one day he would be able to "influence" him.

In this way, you can share the sorrows and joys in the book with him, connect with the vastness of the spiritual world, and achieve the real fusion of soul and body.

But no matter how much Mu Song persuaded him, Lu Yuan always responded with sarcastic remarks.

"Can these books be used as food?"

"Why not? Never heard of food for thought?"

"Heh, it's just an idler like you who lives on 'spiritual food'."

Being idle is the most frequent label of Lu Yuan, the benefactor, on Mu Song.

And every time he was called "idling", no matter what the topic was, Mu Song would shut up abruptly and hand over the victory of the dispute to Lu Yuan.

That's right, Lu Yuan is no longer a thing. In the past ten years, all the money spent on him was real money, unequivocally.

Unlike many canaries who are "pictured", Mu Song is not indifferent to the arrogance of "doesn't cost a man's money".

Since it is a "support relationship", there is no need to be polite to the donor's money. What's more, the little money he spent is not worth mentioning to Lu Yuan.

Mu Song spent money smoothly, so that for a long time, Lu Yuan thought that he tied himself up just for free meal tickets, so that he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Therefore, even though he didn't care about the money Mu Song spent, he still couldn't help but sarcasm.

Every time, watching Mu Song being stunned speechless, I feel relieved and a little irritable.

Heh, sure enough... this man, it's his money.

Mu Song, on the other hand, didn't have so much psychological burden. He just gave Lu Yuan, the patron, a little bit of a slap in the face in terms of words.

Turning his face away, he silently rolled his eyes, thinking what to do.

However, when buying literature books again, they would carry Lu Yuan on their backs and sneak into the bookshelf, so as not to be laughed at by him again.

Lu Yuan also opened his eyes and closed his eyes, even if Mu Song would jump into his own information immediately every time he bought a book transaction information.

In this way, they lived in peace for a long time, and even Mu Song felt that this was just an innocuous difference between lovers.

Until, when he was tidying up the bookcase, he found a literature book that did not belong to him.

Yeats Poems.

On the title page, Lu Yuan's handwriting is both familiar and unfamiliar, revealing the neatness of a young man.

Judging from the date, this book belongs to 15-year-old Lu Yuan.

15 years old is the most youthful age, and it is easy to be drawn into a confidant by every word and sentence.

I can't tell whether it's a pity that we met at an untimely time, or a rejoicing that he also liked words.

With a curious heart, Mu Song flipped through the collection of poems, wanting to experience Lu Yuan's state of mind back then, but was attracted by a line of small characters.

It was written next to "He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven".

"Share what you love and have the same wish...though you don't know, LL"

It goes without saying who LL is.

After all, on his "first night" with Lu Yuan, he was hugged and called "Liu Liu" all night.

It was only then that Mu Song remembered that on Liu Di's Weibo, Yeats's poems were quoted many times, accompanied by a few literary pictures, as if he didn't eat fireworks.

Mu Song stopped posting such pretentious Weibo a long time ago. In his opinion, not only is it unartistic, but it's also a bit secondary.

But Lu Yuan liked it very much, and would like it every time. After Mu Song got sullen a few times, he turned his eyes away and comforted himself that this man is uneducated.

Only after reading this collection of poems did Mu Song truly understand that every time Lu Yuan praised him, he was reliving his unspeakable youthful feelings towards Liu Di.

Mu Song couldn't remember what kind of mood he used to quietly stuff the collection of poems back to its original place, and how long it took him to digest the fact.

It turned out that it wasn't that she wasn't interested, it was just that she wasn't interested in him and even his preferences.

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Falling into memories uncontrollably, Mu Song slapped himself in his heart: Bah, I'm really addicted to masochism.

However, this memory gave him some clues.

The dog man suddenly pulled the text, could it be that he was influenced by Liu Di?

That's right, as soon as I left, standing between Lu Yuan and Liu Di, the last obstacle was gone.

The one surnamed Lu has been chasing Bai Yueguang for more than ten years, and finally in recent years, Liu Di, who is known as a "straight man", has gradually softened, and he is visibly fond of Lu Yuan.

If it wasn't for the fact that he still has himself, I'm afraid, he would have lived and flowd together long ago.

Now, no one can stop them.

The green plum and the bamboo horse went around in circles, and finally, they achieved a positive result.

Thinking about it, it turned out to be an epic human comedy.

It's a pity that, as cannon fodder, it ended in tragedy.

But it's nothing more than swallowing the bitter fruit alone, the protagonist who is proud of love, even ran to show his affection in front of him...

Just... fucking outrageous.

Wanting to understand the ins and outs, Mu Song continued to be in a good mood for a month, and fell directly to the bottom.

He lowered his head expressionlessly, and he didn't care how embarrassed Lu Yuan was when no one paid attention to him.

"Uh...Brother, hello, my name is Bai Xu, I'm brother Mu Song's neighbor, who are you?"

Feeling that the atmosphere was wrong, Bai Xu volunteered to break the embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to Lu Yuan with a bright face, smiling like an angel.

Lu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and soon, he shook hands with Bai Xu in a friendly manner, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside Mu Song.

Mu Song: ...?

Mu Song couldn't help turning his face to the side, wanting to see if Lu Yuan had made a mistake in any string, but he saw that his face was calm, and his mood was obviously much better than before.

"My name is Lu Yuan, I'm..."

"My alumni."

Even though he didn't know what Lu Yuan would say, Mu Song took the lead and defined their relationship.

Simple and clear, such a simple and distant relationship will not spoil the children.

With a sip of herbal tea, Mu Song sorted out his emotions, but inexplicably, he felt the low air pressure from the next door.

"Ah! Brother Lu is also from University Z? You are all so amazing!"

Bai Xu blinked, showing sincere admiration.

"Brother Lu, how did you know each other?"

"I'm his senior... During the orientation, I received him."

"Oh, no wonder. Let me just say, Big Brother Lu looks very attractive as a mature man. Brother Mu Song, he looks like a college student. Otherwise, he thought he was my classmate."

Bai Xu said with a giggle.

He spoke happily, but the expressions of the two obedient ones were not very good.

On Mu Song's side, he could hear that Bai Xu was taking the opportunity to refute him, blaming him for treating himself like a child every day.

Lu Yuan, on the other hand, pointed out that the kid was beating around the bush, saying that he... was old.

"Ahem...Yeah, he is not that different from the first time I met him."

Lu Yuan didn't have the heart to get angry with the child, and while talking, he glanced at Mu Song with his eyes, trying to see his reaction clearly.

As for Mu Song, there was no ups and downs on his face, but in his heart, he was already scolding in a fancy way.

Fuck his uncle's "not much difference"!

Sure enough, he is a mature old man, more and more capable of nonsense.

Mu Songmen is clear, in Lu Yuan's heart, not to mention him now, even when they first got together, compared with when they first met, they are the distance between a demon and an angel.

At that time, there was a small quarrel in three days, and a big quarrel in five days, which made Lu Yuan hate him to the bone, and Mu Song was also exhausted.

This is completely different from his original idea and his ambition to bring Lu Yuan a hundred times happiness and happiness.

But as paranoid as he is, he doesn't understand "a twisted melon is not sweet", but stubbornly asks over and over again, why?

"why?"

"We are so compatible..."

"We are so harmonious in bed..."

"us……"

Perhaps, because he really hates being tied to him, Mu Song rarely receives answers from Lu Yuan to these questions that start with "we".

Until, another violent quarrel, Mu Song, with despair, asked what he still regrets even today.

"You obviously have feelings for me, from the very first sight... Otherwise, why did you provoke me?"

"Feeling? I just fucking pity you! If I had known you were such a person, I wouldn't have paid attention to you if I killed you!"

Lu Yuan's reply was like a heavy hammer, smashing his belief in this crazy love to pieces.

It turned out that the beginning of everything was nothing more than my own wishful thinking...

After that dispute, Mu Song really calmed down for a while.

He no longer pestered Lu Yuan day and night, and even thought he "hidden" Lu Yuan.

But not long after, seeing Lu Yuan not only living freely, but even getting closer to Liu Di, Mu Song couldn't help but entangled him...

Looking back now, Mu Song himself has to sigh: Back then, it was really, cheap!

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Once again, with just a few words, Lu Yuan unintentionally put a not-so-respectable memory in front of him nakedly.

Mu Song came back to his senses, and couldn't help but want to swear.

Is this dog man his nemesis? !

When I was with him, I just lived a life without dignity, but I finally figured it out and let him live, so why bother me? !

Mu Song's mood fell to the bottom, coupled with his hypoglycemia due to hunger, he gradually lost his patience and urged the waiter rudely.

Maybe his face was too stinky, or maybe his words were too harsh. After a while, the waiter brought the steaming noodles to the table with a tray.

Mu Song sat on the inside, with Lu Yuan in the middle, which was very inconvenient.

He had no choice but to stretch his arms as hard as he could, but he was scalded as soon as he touched the bowl.

"hiss……"

Mu Song withdrew his hand, just wanted to cool down with his earlobe like a grandma, but was grabbed by Lu Yuan.

"It's hot? Why are you so careless..."

While checking carefully, Lu Yuan urged the clerk to get ice water, with a "distressed" look.

Not to mention Bai Xu, even Mu Song was confused and forgot to pull out his hand.

Fortunately, the ice water was delivered quickly, Mu Song came back to his senses, hurriedly shook off Lu Yuan's hand, and held the ice water to cool down.

After all this trouble, the smoked fish noodles were no longer hot. Lu Yuan carefully served it to Mu Song, using a tone that Mu Song had never heard before.

"Eat slowly..."

It sounds full of tenderness.

Mu Song, who was about to move his chopsticks, couldn't help being stunned, turned his face to the side, and met Shang Lu Yuan's meaningful eyes.

Mu Song: ...?

What on earth does this dog man want to do? !

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The author has something to say:

I found the original text and translation of "He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" online:

Had I the heavens'embroideredcloths,

If I had the brocades of heaven,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

Woven with gold and silver rays,

The blue and the dim and the dark clothes

And blue night and white daylight

of night and light and the half-light,

And the intertwined light of dawn and dusk,

I would spread the clothes under your feet.

I will spread this brocade under your feet.

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

But I, so poor, only have dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet,

Spread my dream under your feet,

Tread softly because you out read on my dreams.

Take it easy, because you are stepping on my dreams.