Queen's younger brother of online games

I stayed in the hospital for more than a month. Seeing that it was almost the end of the year, Mo Jianzhi was determined not to live in the hospital, and Mo’s family couldn’t do without people. Seeing that I was here, I couldn’t help much. A week ago I went back.

Sheng Weiqing just happened to be transferred to work and live in S City, so he came here often. This day, because Mo Jianzhi was going home, he planned to come over to help. When he went, Jiang Qiwen had already arrived, and he and Mo Jianzhi didn't know what to say. road:

"Master Mo is really blessed. Weiqing is so diligent. If I didn't know who he is, I would have thought he was going to chase you!"

Sheng Weiqing smiled as the nurse approached:

"We are all friends. The ship has suffered such a serious injury. I must come and have a look, and I will also drop by."

Jiang Qiwen was helping Mo Jianzhi pack his things, and laughed when he heard him say this, and said in a neutral tone:

"Deer Garden and here are separated by half of S City, and your journey is really far away."

Sheng Weiqing didn't know what he meant, but because of his close relationship with Mo Jian, he didn't want to argue, so he just made a joke:

"Don't mess with me."

Jiang Qidao: "Just kidding, but if you are chasing Mo Jianzhi now, it's really time, our young master Mo is sad..."

Mo Jianzhi raised his head and glanced at him, Jiang Qiwen immediately silenced and shrugged:

"Just kidding!"

While speaking, Jiang Qiwen's cell phone rang, and after answering the call, he hesitated and said:

"I have to go back first, something happened at home."

It is probably because something happened to his grandma that made Jiang Qiwen say that, so Sheng Weiqing volunteered:

"It's okay, go back first if you have something to do, and I'll send the ship home."

Jiang Qiwen signaled whether Mo Jianzhi could do it or not, and Mo Jianzhi had no objection:

"It's okay, you can go back."

Seeing this, Jiang Qiwen had no choice but to nod: "Okay, I'll go first, and I'll come to you when I'm done."

Maybe he was in a hurry, so he said he was in a hurry and left. Mo Jianzhi was supported by nurses and Sheng Weiqing in a wheelchair, pushed downstairs and sat at the door, waiting for Sheng Weiqing to help him get things up and down.

Mo Jianzhi looked gloomy, thought for a while, lowered his eyes, took out his mobile phone and clicked. Suddenly, Lu Yuan's Weibo was updated with a new message. It was just a picture of a door and window, and the window paper on the door and window Some of the colors have faded, and someone painted half of it with a colored pen. Maybe the hand is not good enough, the paint is not very good, and many places are crooked.

It's just that the color is bright, and when you think about it, the other side looks empty, and it looks nondescript in vain.

Others may not know what it means, but Mo Jianzhi knows that Lu Yuan is struggling and he is in a dilemma.

This should be good news for Mo Jianzhi, at least not trying to keep everything in a dark corner as he did a few days ago, thinking that nothing will happen if he doesn't talk, watch or listen.

Thinking that Sheng Weiqing had finally packed his things, he smiled at Mo Jianzhi:

"I forgot to let you sit in the car."

He was a little short of breath after running a few times, and his words were vain and inattentive. Mo Jianzhi said:

"It's okay, I'll trouble you."

This is the first time that Mo Jianzhi has built Sheng Weiqing's car. In the past, the two of them would go their separate ways after having a meal and discussing business. He didn't dare to make any mistakes because of Mo Jianzhi's sexual orientation. I took advantage of the different national customs in exchange for a hug without any ambiguity.

At this moment, he supported Mo Jianzhi's shoulders, hugged Mo Jianzhi's waist tightly and helped him into the car. This strong and flawless man was still a little weak and pale due to his injuries.

Sheng Weiqing guessed that there might be some setbacks about love that made him look less tough than before, and seemed much gentler.

This made him seem to be no longer invincible, and had a little more flaws. Sheng Weiqing was a little blindly confident that if he grasped this flaw, he would be able to hold this man firmly in his hands.

And he has the confidence to give Mo Jianzhi the unique and unscrupulous love, which the boy can't give him, but he can, so that boy is not worthy of Mo Jianzhi, only he can.

Cheerful music was playing in the vehicle, and he asked softly:

"Cold?"

Because of his overconfidence, the pride and possessiveness hidden in his eyes began to surface. He believed that Mo Jianzhi could see his love, but Mo Jianzhi seemed to have not seen it, and nodded lightly:

"Fortunately."

Sheng Weiqing didn't care, he knew that it didn't feel good to be abandoned by a boy, and even Mo Jianzhi might take a while to calm down, and this period of time was his chance.

Driving at a steady speed, he showed enough hospitality to consider Mo Jianzhi, he believed that Mo Jianzhi could receive his signal, because Mo Jianzhi started to turn his head to look at the scenery outside, he didn't mind, he was considerate enough Give him time to adjust.

When he got downstairs, he took the wheelchair from the back seat, and then slowly supported Mo Jianzhi to sit up. He felt the breath belonging to the other party flowing on his side. It was a secret, restrained, but deadly temptation. .

He was even impatient, but he knew he needed to wait.

Mo Jianzhi opened the door to let him in, and stayed at Jiang Qiwen's grandma's house to take care of him for a while. The house hadn't been visited by people for a month, and it seemed extremely deserted.

It's just that the room is very messy, the blanket on the tatami has been scratched and damaged several holes, bitten rags are everywhere, and the overturned cat food and milk have solidified into a large piece on the ground. I didn't come back and was worried and anxious.

He thought about it for a while and decided that it would be better to let Jiang Qiwen bring Yiyuan back in two days, and take care of it by himself, otherwise he would always feel a little worried.

He thought it was unbelievable that Lu Yuan not only changed his life, but also changed his feelings. The cat who didn't take a second glance now misses and cares a lot.

Sheng Weiqing's nose sneezed, and Mo Jianzhi manipulated the unskilled wheelchair to open the window, and opened the air in the room;

"Sorry, I haven't been at home recently, and the room smells a bit musty."

The small sound of the air flow rustling, Sheng Weiqing took a look around:

"This really doesn't look like where you stay."

Mo Jianzhi smiled, politely asked him to sit down, then went to the kitchen to boil water and asked:

"Do you think I should live in such a place?"

Sheng Weiqing thought that first of all it should not be so small, making it difficult for him to step down. Perhaps it was the red lacquered sandalwood that gave off a strong sense of stability, and then the bar in front of the brocade background was seductive and lazy. His room should be as thick and heavy as he is. As for the secret, it seems that everything is hidden in an ambiguous corner, and only by finding out this surprise can he approach his world.

Perhaps it should be bright and atmospheric again, with European carved spiral staircases, magnificent chandeliers and various artworks, swimming pools and gardens.

In any case, it should be neat and tidy. Mo Jianzhi threw the clothes on the sofa into the washing machine, let him sit, and smiled noncommittally:

"You think too much."

His four words have many meanings, but the simplest thing is that no matter what it is, you all think too much.

He is not that complicated, he is a very ordinary person, he can live comfortably and be accompanied by his lover, that is enough.

But many people think him too complicated, or they don't want to look at other things, they think he should be like this.

But Sheng Weiqing didn't understand what he meant, he looked at the room with some disgust, imagining what he would make the two people's residence look like in the future, no matter what, it should be as romantic as poetic.

The hot water in the kitchen was on, and Sheng Weiqing finally found something he could do:

"Don't move. After all, it's hot water, and it's not convenient for you. I'll pour it myself."

Mo Jianzhi thought about it and stopped refusing: "Okay then, sorry to trouble you, the tea is in the refrigerator."

Sheng Weiqing opened the kitchen, and all the food in the kitchen was spoiled, and he almost vomited out due to a strange smell. He took out the tea leaves from one side with difficulty, and brewed a cup after smelling that there was no strange smell in it.

He decided to drink boiled water. When the tea was poured, he suddenly saw a cup next to him. It was a black and white robot. A gift for Mo Jianzhi.

His heart moved, and an idea came to him.

Mo Jianzhi heard the sound of broken porcelain in the kitchen. He steered the wheelchair forward, just in time to see Sheng Weiqing frantically picking up pieces of cups on the floor. Seeing his panicked expression, a wound was cut on his finger, and blood flooded up. .

"I'm sorry, I accidentally broke the quilt by pouring water just now."

Mo Jianzhi's fingers were clenched suddenly, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, he took two steps back, out of a position enough for people to walk out, and said coldly:

"go out."

Sheng Weiqing was taken aback, and stood up awkwardly. Mo Jianzhi's expression was too dangerous. He had some doubts that the importance of the cup might exceed his budget, but maybe the temptation was too close, and he was dazzled. Give yourself a nice ending.

"Fanzhi, I'm really sorry, I wanted to pour you some water, but I didn't expect it to be so important to you, how about I accompany you?"

Mo Jianzhi said: "I thought we were friends, but it seems you don't think so, so please go ahead."

Only then did Sheng Weiqing realize that Mo Jianzhi probably knew everything, and he took a step forward to lean on the back of the chair behind Mo Jianzhi:

"Of course I don't think so. I like you for many years."

Mo Jianzhi glanced at him indifferently, and stepped back, with a contemptuous and mean expression:

"Obviously, you can't get what you want."

Sheng Weiqing was angry, and he asked loudly:

"Why? That boy has abandoned you. It is impossible for him to disobey his parents. What can you get from him? Only I can give you all my love."

To be honest, it was the first time that Mo Jianzhi was confessed by a man, and he didn't feel very good. Rubbing his fingers, he suddenly said:

"Weiqing, I remember at the beginning, I asked you this sentence, you said that your love is dedication, you can give everything for one person, but now you say return?"

Sheng Weiqing said: "I was wrong. I didn't understand love at that time, but now I understand that love is possession, jealousy, and suspicion."

Mo Jianzhi shook his head: "You and I have different views. My love is tolerance, trust, and companionship, so..."

Mo Jianzhi pointed to the direction of the door, the meaning is self-evident, Sheng Weiqing slammed the door and left, Mo Jianzhi looked at the direction he was leaving with a calm expression, any injury would have to be paid for.

The cup in the kitchen was shattered miserably, Mo Jianzhi picked it up piece by piece, and suddenly laughed, thinking of Lu Yuan's face of presenting treasures that day, it can be called proud, Lu Yuan...

I miss you a little.