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

Mu Song couldn't understand it, but after a moment, he was relieved.

No matter what he wants to do, it has nothing to do with me, whoever he loves!

As a result, Lu Yuan watched helplessly, and the momentary surprise disappeared from Mu Song's eyes, and his face was replaced by indifference, and he turned his eyes lightly, and buried himself in eating the smoked fish noodles.

Under the thick clear oil, the noodle soup was still very hot, and Mu Song dipped it down with a few chopsticks, stirring up a thin mist.

There is comfort in the stomach, and Mu Song's heart is also full.

Be it Lu Yuan or Bai Xu, they have all become outsiders in his lonely world.

"I'm done eating, you eat slowly."

After sucking the last noodle, Mu Song wiped his mouth, stood up, and was about to walk around Lu Yuan and go back.

Lu Yuan also stood up.

"I send you……"

Bai Xu didn't know whether to join in the fun or refuse to admit defeat, so he hurriedly followed.

"I'll send you off too!"

Mu Song: ...?

Ignoring Lu Yuan, he turned to Bai Xu and said with a helpless smile: "What are you giving? Don't you still want to learn the piano?"

"I, I just finished the performance, I have to rest for a few days..."

As Bai Xu said, he lowered his head, with short, lush hair, he looked like a little fluffy puppy.

"Besides, no matter how well you practice, some people are not happy to listen to it, so what's the point?"

The little milk dog muttered softly, and turned his face away arrogantly, looking very hurt.

Suddenly being connoted, Mu Song was a little embarrassed.

After all, it was him who broke his promise and broke his appointment with someone, not to mention that the other party was a child ten years younger than him.

"Uh, huh, huh, oops, brother is wrong, brother promises, next time, next time, I will definitely sit in the first row and listen to the whole process!"

Mu Song just said it casually, but the milk dog jumped on the spot.

"Okay! At the end of next month, there will be a school performance. Brother Mu Song agreed, but I can't say nothing anymore!"

Bai Xu smiled heartily, raised his hand, bid farewell to Mu Song and Lu Yuan obediently, and turned to learn piano.

Looking at the young man's back, Mu Song shook his head helplessly, and once again sighed with emotion - it's nice to be young, so he passed Lu Yuan and walked directly towards home.

The sound of footsteps behind him, steady, slow, but continuous, followed him all the way into the apartment building.

Waiting for the elevator to be idle, Mu Song clearly saw Lu Yuan's figure from the corner of his eye.

At this time, it was midsummer, S City was as hot as a steamer, and the man was still wearing a suit and leather shoes.

I have to say, really, people look like dogs.

"Ding."

The elevator finally arrived, Mu Song stepped in, quickly pressed the door close button, but still did not block Lu Yuan, turned sideways, and squeezed in.

Mu Song: ...

There was no one else in the elevator, and Mu Song didn't even bother to wear a polite mask.

"What are you doing?"

"send you home."

……

Lu Yuan replied straightforwardly, and Mu Song also straightforwardly...rolling his eyes.

"Ding."

When the elevator reached the 18th floor, Mu Song stepped out and Lu Yuan still followed.

"I'm home, you can go."

In the corridor, a ray of sunset was shining on Mu Song's face. His already translucent skin was even more smooth and radiant like milk.

And those two petals, the lips that have just eaten the hot noodle soup, are full of blood, like jelly...attractive.

Seeing that the person who was chasing after Yue Yu was so close, Lu Yuan wanted to reach out, but was restrained by reason.

"it is good."

When Lu Yuan entered the elevator, Mu Song turned around and took out the key.

Open the door, enter the house, close the door...

The originally coherent movement was stopped by a strong resistance.

Looking at the man who broke into the door, Mu Song was not only shocked, but also angry.

"Lu Yuan, you fucking have... woo."

Before the word "illness" could be said, it was sealed by Lu Yuan with his mouth.

……

Now, in addition to shock and anger, Mu Song's heart is filled with profound shame.

Without even thinking about it, it was almost an instinctive reaction, Mu Song exerted all his strength, and violently pushed Lu Yuan who was pressing him away.

"boom"!

Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that he bumped into the half-open door, causing Lu Yuan to groan in pain.

Seeing the man's frowning, Mu Song was a little flustered no matter how angry he was.

After all, he knew that he had used all his strength just now.

"You... are you all right?"

Mu Song's question, even if it doesn't return to the tenderness of the past, is still a good medicine, and it binds Lu Yuan's heart that was just shattered just like it was before.

"No...it's fine."

Lu Yuan squeezed out a smile, straightened up, and took a few steps closer to Mu Song.

"It's just... a little painful, can you help me..."

"Kneading?" Before he could say it, Mu Song refused with a cold face.

"No. Go to the hospital by yourself if you are in pain, turn left when you go out, and pass the traffic light, which is the People's Hospital of S City."

Looking at Mu Song's indifferent and calm face, Lu Yuan finally realized that the person who was paranoid about him was really lost by him.

Once upon a time, let alone a bruise, Mu Song would make a fuss even if he scratched a little bit of skin.

Alcohol again, iodine again, some Yunnan Baiyao sprinkled on it, love bandages wrapped around it, and at the end, a kiss was insisted on.

The beautiful name is to give the power of love, and the wound will heal quickly.

How did you respond back then?

Lu Yuan can't remember...

The past events surfaced, and regret and guilt made him more breathless than the injury on his back.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand, wanting to pull the person in front of him into his arms, or to shake his hand, which is also good.

"Song..."

But before the words fell, and before the hands touched, Mu Song supported the door, and dodged to the side, assuming a posture to drive him out.

"Okay, you used force on me, I pushed you, and the two are cleared up. If you have nothing to do, hurry up and leave."

As Mu Song said, ignoring Lu Yuan's injury, he gave him a virtual push and slammed the door hard.

Facing the closed door in front of him, Lu Yuan felt even more breathless, but he was still unwilling and left.

"Song... Mu Song...you open the door, I have something to tell you..."

The only response to him was the deathly silence in the corridor, but Lu Yuan still persevered.

Listening to the rhythmic knock on the door and the intermittent calls, Mu Song, who was sitting in front of the computer, couldn't type a word.

"Hold!"

Mu Song was extremely irritable, and swear words that he hadn't said in 800 years.

Turning around, took a piece of white paper, and began to draw with gritted teeth amidst knocks on the door.

Mu Song, who has studied comics for a few days, still has some basics, but with just a few strokes, he can draw a vivid cartoon dog head.

He took out the brick machine, took a picture of the dog's head, and posted it on Weibo, with the text:

"There's a mad dog outside the door, it's so noisy! If you don't care about typing, let's draw a dog for everyone! [狗头]"

As soon as he clicked send, outside the door, Lu Yuan's cell phone immediately rang a reminder tone, and then, the knock on the door miraculously stopped.

After a while, there was still no sound outside. Mu Song walked to the door lightly and looked through the cat's eyes.

Hey, that dog man, really gone!