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

"Brother Mu Song, do you need my help to retaliate?"

Bai Xu stared at Mu Song with seriousness in his eyes, as if he had planned how to retaliate.

Mu Song: ...

"Uh, Xiao Xu, have you forgotten what Brother Mu Song said just now? Don't be as knowledgeable as a madman..."

"Then what if he bullies Brother Mu Song again?"

"Just ignore it..."

"Are you serious this time?"

Bai Xu was afraid that Mu Song would waver again, so he secretly reminded him that when Lu Yuan first moved to S City, he also promised to stay away from Lu Yuan.

After receiving Bai Xu's reminder, Mu Song's face flashed with embarrassment, but he quickly calmed down.

"Uh...you were serious last time."

He has always kept himself clean and kept himself as far away from Lu Yuan as possible.

I can't bear it anymore, Lu Yuan is stalking and wants to get closer to him!

...and you can't blame him.

Mu Song whispered BB in his heart.

However, looking at Bai Xu's trusting eyes, Mu Song felt that as an older brother, he still had to keep his word, and he couldn't always be reminded by the young man like this.

"Ahem, I'm sure I can take care of myself. As for others, if it's not too much, it's good to be the air. After a long time, he will lose interest by himself."

"Okay! Brother Mu Song, if you need help, just talk to me.

In today's society, boys should protect themselves when they are alone outside! "

As Bai Xu said, he held Mu Song's fanning hand instead, looked at Mu Song with a slight smile.

This scene, in the novel, was supposed to be a heartwarming plot of brothers and sisters, but the current atmosphere inexplicably made Mu Song feel chills down his spine.

Youyou withdrew his hand, Mu Song also forced a smile, and patted Bai Xu's shoulder.

"Well, so does Xiaoxu!"

Bai Xu: ...

"Ahem, it's getting late, brother Mu Song, do you want to go back to the library to read?"

Mu Song looked at the time.

Well, being mixed up by one old and one young, several hours were wasted, and in a blink of an eye, it was three o'clock.

"No, I finished reading today's mission, and I have other things to do when I go back."

As Mu Song said, he stood up and was about to leave first, but Bai Xu grabbed him.

"I want to go back too, Brother Mu Song, please take my car!"

Looking at the supercar parked not far away, Mu Song thought, the distance of less than two kilometers is not enough for it to run.

As soon as he hit the ground, Mu Song was motion sick and couldn't stand the sudden stop.

"No, I have to go to the supermarket and walk there. It's not far away, just for a walk."

After finding a decent reason, Mu Song said goodbye to Bai Xu, then walked home with a bag in his hand.

The supermarket I often visited on the way, remembered that the ingredients I bought for myself yesterday were all soup for the dog man, so I turned in again.

Standing in front of the freezer, facing a row of old hens, Mu Song picked for a long time, until his neck was sore.

After years of writing, Mu Song's cervical spine is not good, and it will feel a little numb, so he wants to turn his neck to relieve it.

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw a man in black from the mirror on the side of the refrigerator, taking pictures of himself with his mobile phone.

Mu Song was startled, and turned his head suddenly. The man seemed to have a guilty conscience, and immediately left without stopping for a second.

Mu Song wanted to catch up, but the man was too fast, and before he could react, he disappeared behind the shelves without a trace.

amount……

what's the situation? ? ? !

On the way home from the supermarket, many possibilities flashed through Mu Song's mind.

Even Bai Xu asked someone to scare him to prove that "boys should protect themselves", he had already assumed, but never thought that that person would be sent by Lu Yuan.

Because, in Mu Song's mind, although Lu Yuan has many minds, most of the time, he doesn't bother to use them.

As a Leo, he can basically move his hands but not move his mouth, can move his mouth without using his brain, can use his brain without bothering...

"Heart and brain, such precious resources, should not be wasted."

Lu Yuan often said this.

It is used to perfunctory, all the people or things who can't understand their own weight and try to consume his brain and heart.

And Mu Song, for a long time in the past, was also included.

Therefore, even if the misunderstanding was Bai Xu's head, Mu Song firmly believed that the "Gentleman Lu" who prefers straight balls would most likely disdain the use of sneak shots.

At least, don't bother to use it on yourself...

After all, after being together for ten years, Lu Yuan himself has never taken a photo of him, so why would he bother to ask someone to follow him?

Besides, why shoot him?Do you take it home as a wallpaper?

Or, create another "Ourstory"?

Mu Song expected that Lu Yuan didn't have such a leisurely heart.

So, he guessed all the way, ruled out all the way, and finally didn't come up with a reason, but the man in black didn't follow him anymore.

Mu Song didn't like to speculate about things that were uncertain, and when he got home safely, he put the matter aside and concentrated on dealing with the soup that he just bought.

Mu Song has been cold since he was a child. When he was a teenager, his grandmother bothered to cook chicken soup for him. Later, he could only rely on himself.

Once a month in summer and once a week in winter.

Mu Song has kept this habit all year round, not only for himself, but also for Lu Yuan.

And whenever Lu Yuan worked too much overtime, he would cook it every other day with different ingredients according to the season and Lu Yuan's physique.

Therefore, in addition to Yangchun noodles, all kinds of black chicken soup are also Mu Song's specialty dishes.

During the summer heat, normal people are only suitable for warming and nourishing. Therefore, for today's black chicken soup, Mu Song decided to use water chestnuts that can clear away heat and promote dampness.

Wash, peel, and break into pieces, put them into the soup pot of the stuffy old hen, add green onions, ginger, bay leaves, add purified water, and leave the rest to time.

This is Mu Song's experience in cooking soup for many years.

Whether a soup is good or bad, in fact, the most important thing is the ingredients, and more importantly, the time is in place.

In the era when there were no electrical appliances, the older generation cooked soup, and they had to take care of it from time to time.

Nowadays, life technology is so advanced, plug in the electricity, choose the appropriate mode, and then you can go about your own business.

Therefore, even Mu Song, who doesn't like cooking and is not good at cooking, is willing to work tirelessly on it.

After all, he could listen to the soup and at the same time delve into the problems that he hadn't figured out during the day, and before he knew it, it was ten o'clock.

"Ding……"

As soon as the notification sound of the soup pot sounded, the soup, which had been boiled for six hours, was finally ready.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Just as Mu Song got up to go to the kitchen, unexpectedly, there was another knock on the door.

...?

He looked up at the clock on the wall, then picked up his phone and looked again.

It's ten o'clock!

Who will come at this time?

Mu Song instinctively didn't want to open the door, but couldn't bear the persistence of the people outside.

"I'm coming……"

Overwhelmed by the continuous knocking on the door, Mu Song opened the door with a sullen face.

Sure enough, his hunch was right.

As soon as he opened the door, he was facing Lu Yuan, who is now "very good-tempered". He couldn't see the slightest discomfort in waiting for a long time, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

Mu Song: ...

"is there anything?"

"Come and return the thermos, by the way, thank you..."

……

The dog man in the cultural desert, the recent expressive ability has really increased visible to the naked eye!

At first glance, it sounds like the word order is wrong, but in fact, there is a big mystery...

Under normal circumstances, it must be mainly thanks, and by the way, return the barrel, but for their current relationship, "returning the barrel" is a legitimate reason that cannot be refused.

... After hearing what he said, even Mu Song couldn't help giving him a thumbs up!

But so what?No matter how good the words are, it can't resist Mu Song's desire to make a quick decision.

"Oh, give it to me."

Not a word of courtesy.

Mu Song stretched out his hand, Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and was about to hand the thermos bucket into Mu Song's hand, when he suddenly froze and sniffled.

"...Have you made soup again?"

Mu Song: ...?

Mu Song really wanted to say, "Yes, I made soup, but it's not for you", but looking at Lu Yuan's pale face, he remembered how he struggled to eat at noon...

Hey……

"come in."

The soft-hearted Mu Song let the door open, turned around and took a pair of disposable shoe covers, and handed them to Lu Yuan.

Looking at the shoe cabinet, the disposable slippers that Bai Xu wore before, Lu Yuan's heart ached a little——

Even as an outsider, his current level is the most unfamiliar one...

However, to be able to enter the door, half of today's goal has been achieved. Mr. Lu, who is doing big things, doesn't stick to these small details for the time being.

So, she put on the shoe covers without crying, and followed Mu Song to the restaurant.

After entering the house, the thermos bucket had fulfilled its historical mission, so Lu Yuan no longer hugged it tightly, and followed the memory of the last time he made porridge, and put it where Mu Song put it before.

In Lu Yuan's original intention, he wanted to pretend to be a "help-yourself" well-behaved guest, but who knows, his "self-help" behavior, in Mu Song's eyes, was inexplicably weird.

Does he consider this his home? !

Mu Song was speechless, but he couldn't reach the point of criticizing, so he had no choice but to turn a blind eye and pretend he didn't see it.

So, he went into the kitchen silently, filled two bowls of soup, sprinkled some coriander into one bowl, and brought it to the dining room.

Mu Song doesn't have many friends in City S, but it seems strange that the restaurant is big and the dining table is small.

Therefore, most of the time, Mu Song, who eats alone, has a long dining table that can seat eight people.

But on weekdays, sitting alone and eating at such a large dining table is really a bit deserted.

Mu Song, who is good at reflection, even secretly scolded himself for putting the cart before the horse.

Unexpectedly, the large long table that had been neglected all this time came in handy tonight.

Seeing Mu Song put two bowls of soup on both ends of the long table, Lu Yuan felt helpless, but he had no choice but to sit at the other end three meters away according to his wishes.

However, even though the distance is far, they are face to face, so they can see Mu Song's every move and every micro expression in his eyes.

"Thank you……"

Lu Yuan took a sip of the soup, suddenly broke the silence, and said such a sentence out of nowhere, and he didn't know what he was thanking.

However, Mu Song was not interested in knowing either.

Especially, after learning about the shallow water beach, Mu Song felt that it could not go on like this.

Whether Lu Yuan can inherit the Lu Group, Mu Song doesn't care, but he continues to be busy with himself, and die young at the same time...

Mu Song, who believes in Buddhism, is not afraid of anything else, but in the next life, he will still be entangled with this dog man, so it won't be worth it.

So, after a day of thinking, Mu Song made up his mind.

If Lu Yuan can't let go, then he can only chop off his hand with the coldest attitude...

So, in the face of Lu Yuan's thanks, Mu Song just gave a flat "hmm" and said nothing.

It's a pity that Lu Yuan seemed to have been prepared for his "skate", and continued to speak with a nonchalant expression.

"Thank you for the soup in the morning, and thank you for remembering that I don't like cilantro."

Mu Song: ...

"Lu Yuan, are you finished?"

Mu Song stared at the opposite side, the way Lu Yuan looked at him a few months ago, looking at this sad and ridiculous person in front of him.

And Lu Yuan, as if he didn't realize it, still had the same smile when he entered the door.

"It's not over...this life is not over."

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Wife, I heard you want to chop off my hand? ? ? / shivering

Mu Song: Aren't you unable to let go?I'm here to help you...

Lu Yuan: That's impossible!Without hands, how can you hug and hold high? /Pitiful

Mu Song: ...

Lu Yuan: Wife, I heard that today is Valentine's Day, why don't you sprinkle some candy on the readers' little angels together? / star eye

Mu Song: What kind of candy?Reader Angel just wants to see you BE. /roll eyes

Lu Yuan: .../crying

Zhizhi: Let me wish all the little angels a happy Valentine's Day!

There are lovers who will eventually get married, but there are no lovers... Come and hook up with the one who is still in the code on Valentine's Day! / Wink