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Shen Mo thought he had misheard the teasing and coquettish words, so he turned to look at Wu Ye.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Of course, Shen Mo was the only one who was embarrassed, because Wu Ye didn't seem to feel that he said anything wrong at all.

"Huh?" Wu Ye raised an eyebrow.

"It's okay." Shen Mo turned around and continued to tidy up.

In the well-heated room, people were drowsy, so Wu Ye got up from the sofa, opened the door and walked into Shen Mo's bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Shen Mo called out.

"Sleep." Wu Ye's voice was vague.

"Get out, take a shower first." Shen Mo stood up, followed him in, and then saw that Wu Ye had already lay down: "Fuck..."

"It's all your smell, didn't you change the sheets?" Wu Ye not only lay down, but also picked up the quilt and sniffed.

"Fart, I just changed it last night." Seeing that the deal was done, Shen Mo went back and continued to pack those big bottles and small jars.

"It was changed on purpose?" Wu Ye's voice came from the room.

Shen Mo didn't bother to talk to him.

Shen Mo didn't return to the room until he finished packing the things that Wu's mother had given him. He glanced at the bed and found that Wu Ye was still asleep and was looking at his room with his eyes open.

So Shen Mo looked around and found nothing wrong. Of course, he just cleaned it up last night.

"You're quite double-standard." Wu Ye tilted his head, crusading: "In my house, I have a lot of my bed, and even eat on my bed, did I say you?"

Shen Mo didn't speak, but stared at him.

Wu Ye smiled, pulled up the quilt to cover himself, this time he was really going to sleep.

This sleep went straight into the night, and when he woke up, the room was pitch black, there was no light, and there was no movement, oh no, there was a slight breathing sound beside him, which was familiar to Wu Ye, as if he had never left.

But in fact, we left for half a year, and we really didn't have much contact in the middle.

It's not that Wu Ye doesn't want Shen Mo, he just knows that there is no rush between them, and Shen Mo has something more he wants to do, and that thing is not dating.

Besides, Wu Ye has always been clear that he and Shen Mo got in touch because of those 'dreams', but he didn't want them to choose each other because of old age.

He wanted to get to know Shen Mo again.

They are together because they love each other.

Don't repeat the past, just look at the present and the future, because Wu Ye knows that this is the last life he can keep his memory, he can't give all the time to the past, he wants to give all the time to Shen Mo.

Turning on the bedside lamp, there was a bang, which startled Wu Ye himself.

He hurriedly glanced at the person next to the pillow with a guilty conscience, "Are you awake?"

I saw Shen Mo's eyes were sleepy, and he stared blankly at him a few times, as if he was not fully awake yet, with a silly expression on his face.

This cute and stupid look made Wu Ye's hands itch, and he couldn't help but reach out and pinch.

"..." Shen Mo didn't seem to wake up, he narrowed his eyes and went back to sleep.

This is a little too obedient, quite different from the usual dragging appearance.

All right, Wu Ye got up cautiously, groped in this strange small apartment, and successfully found the kitchen and the refrigerator that seemed to have never been turned on.

The ingredients inside showed that Shen Mo was prepared for his arrival.

However, after taking a look at the stove, the seasoning is a bit lacking, so it can only be used to make do with it.

There was ding ding dong dong in the kitchen, no matter how careful you were, there would be some movement.

Shen Mo, who was already in a daze, opened his eyes completely, showing a complicated expression. He dreamed of Wu Ye just now, and he was lying next door to sleep with him handsomely.

When I woke up, I looked at my side, empty, and very lost.

At this time, someone knocked on the bedroom door. It was Wu Ye who came in and saw Shen Mo with a ghostly expression on his face. He was puzzled, "Get up for dinner?"

Shen Mo: "..."

Shen Mo's fingers pulled his own skin under the quilt to make sure it was true.

After half a year, he ate the meal made by Wu Ye again, and it was still so delicious.

After finishing eating, Wu Ye put the bowls and chopsticks away and ordered Shen Mo to clean them up, while he sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV.

"There are fruits in the refrigerator." Shen Mo said.

"Oh." Wu Ye replied without moving.

Five minutes later, Shen Mo, who rolled up his sleeves to work, put away the bowls and chopsticks, brought out another plate of fruit, and put it silently in front of Wu Ye before going back to wash the dishes.

"Thanks." Wu Ye smiled at him, picked up the fruit plate and wiped out half of it.

Wiping the greasy bowl, the corners of Shen Mo's mouth curved into a smile.

If Shen Mo's brothers and sisters saw this scene, they would probably dislocate their jaws and be shocked, but Shen Mo, who is too lazy to even turn over, can wash dishes!

The fact is that he not only washes, but also cleans up the housework and receives guests.

When I came here from my hometown, I brought only 'souvenir products' and didn't bring much luggage. After staying at Shen Mo's house for two days, Wu Ye went out to buy a few outfits, and then went out wandering.

Shen Mo didn't know why Wu Ye was going out, because he was also going out to run the issue.

But I still feel quite uncomfortable, feeling that even if Wu Ye lives in his own house and sleeps in the same bed, the relationship will be the same.

On the first night, when Wu Ye came back with the smell of wine in his formal attire, Shen Mo, who could only eat takeaway after a busy day, strung up three feet high with an unbelievable expression on his face: "You are actually free?" Going out for a drink?"

"Huh?" Wu Ye was stunned for a moment, sniffing at his cuff: "Oh, it got on by accident, I didn't drink it."

Shen Mo didn't stop the fire because of this, but felt even more uncomfortable.

He couldn't find fault with the other party, but he couldn't express the discomfort that made him feel uncomfortable all over, so he could only sullenly face.

"Don't you still need to invest money here? I'll go out and see if there is any business to do." Wu Ye said as he took off his suit jacket and leather shoes.

"What business? Selling meat?" Shen Mo said angrily, "If you really want to help, come run with me tomorrow and contact the offline merchants."

"Yeah, it's a pity that I didn't find a rich woman willing to take care of me." Wu Ye sighed softly.

"How much? If you want to be taken care of so much, then I will take care of you." Shen Mo answered, seeming to be arguing, but actually panicked a lot.

"You still owe me money." Wu Ye reminded him.

Shen Mo didn't speak anymore, seeing Wu Ye walking towards the bedroom while untying his tie, his heart beat a little abnormally.

This guy is handsome when he gets the chance.

"I'll have money soon." Shen Mo looked away from that tall figure.

"It's good to have confidence." Wu Ye nodded.

Entering the room, took out the pajamas and came out, Wu Ye was a little strange, so he leaned against the door and asked, "Shen Mo, why don't you smoke anymore?"

Shen Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his eyes as if nothing had happened: "Smoking? Quit it."

Because someone said that there are no smokers in their house.

"Oh." Wu Ye said, "No wonder I didn't smell the smoke."

Then, as if he thought of something, the way he looked at Shen Mo became meaningful in an instant.

"Why, do you want to smell it?" Shen Mo stared back.

"I don't want to." Wu Ye said seriously, "Don't smoke."

Shen Mo's heart skipped a beat from this look, and he quickly looked away, but he was still eloquent: "I said, do you live by the sea? It's so wide." After thinking about it, he smiled cheaply: "My girlfriends are not like that. Get over me."

Wu Ye didn't smile at him: "Don't make jokes like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a place to cry."

After all, he went to the bathroom.

"What do you mean?" Shen Mo chased after him with an uneducated expression.

"What I mean is," Wu Ye looked at him: "If you have a girlfriend, I will move out of your house and not disturb your relationship."

Shen Mo: "..."

Wu Ye asked directly: "Is there?"

I saw the person who was so cheap just now, crossing his arms awkwardly, unable to say a word.

Wu Ye was very satisfied with this result, and patted Shen Mo's shoulder with a smile: "Be simple."

Hold.

Shen Mo was obviously very angry, but after rubbing the shoulder patted by Wu Ye, he felt less angry, and even wanted to laugh.

As for why you want to laugh, there is no need to pursue this kind of question.

Who knows why.

After listening to Shen Mo's words, Wu Ye didn't go out to roam around the next day, but ran with Shen Mo, obeying Shen Mo's command in everything, and helping the other party through the difficulties of the past few days.

"Are you really here to help me?" Shen Mo was a little flattered.

"Well, I've already paid out, so I'm still afraid of working hard?" Wu Ye said, "Is the money enough? If it's not enough, I'll give you some more."

Shen Mo was stunned, with a suspicious look on his face: "You can't be a hidden rich second generation, right?"

"No, if I'm a hidden rich second generation," Wu Ye squinted at him, "I'm still using it to show my face?"

Who said no?Shen Mo thought to himself, I am.

However, it is unlikely that Wu Ye is the rich second generation, so Shen Mo didn't ask any more, but shook his head: "No need, what you gave me is enough, plus I still have some savings."

"You actually have savings?"

"Ah."

The voice gradually faded away and disappeared into the street, among the lively crowd.

Even if the hard work you put in doesn't get what you imagined, you won't be let down.

In the evening, when he was about to go home after eating out, Shen Mo answered a phone call, someone invited him to a commercial performance, and tonight, he knew it was to save the scene.

Shen Mo originally wanted to refuse, but looking at the people around him, he held down the phone and asked, "Hey, you haven't heard my live show yet?"

"Yeah." Wu Ye nodded.

"I'll sing to you tonight." Shen Mo said, then let go of the phone, turned around and negotiated with the person over there, which took 2 minutes.

The voice was too low, Wu Ye couldn't hear clearly, only heard a comparison of the price of cabbage.

It is obviously rare for celebrities, but Shen Mo agreed.

"Go, take a taxi and go there."

You don't even need to change your clothes, because Shen Mo is dressed in a flashy outfit today, the kind that someone would raise a camera to take pictures of him when walking on the street.

Wu Ye has always wanted to ask, why are you wearing such flashy clothes when you just go out on the street? Now it seems that you have the foresight to plan ahead.

Wu Ye acted as Shen Mo's assistant and was brought into the backstage.

After a while, someone came to approach Shen Mo, asking what song to sing and so on, and was disappointed to learn that Shen Mo could not sing the song he had been popular before.

Shen Mo sent a hundred swear words to his former boss in his heart.

"I'm pretty good at singing other songs too." Shen Mo tried his best to win the chance to perform this time.

Because he wanted Wu Ye to watch his scene.

The man thought about it and said, "If you sing other songs, others may not know it's you. It's not worth the price we negotiated before."

"It can be reduced." Shen Mo didn't take the little money to heart at first, so he gave in without saying a word.

"Why do you want to reduce it?" Wu Ye couldn't take it anymore, and interjected: "The price you gave is already low enough."

If he had to reduce the money, he would rather Shen Mo not take the job.

"But you..."

"How about this?" Wu Ye saw that Shen Mo wanted to sing, so he thought of an idea: "According to the original price, I will go on stage with him, and I will accompany him."

Shen Mo stepped on Wu Ye, his eyes were filled with the words "Are you trying to mess with me?"

"You?" The man took a look at Wu Ye. He was handsome, like a male model: "What musical instrument do you play?" He thought Wu Ye also played in a band.

"Is there a piano?"

"Have."

After getting the answer he wanted, Wu Ye looked at Shen Mo and asked him, "Choose a song?"

Shen Mo finally knew that Wu Ye was serious, and the shock in his heart could not be subsided for a long time: "This is a commercial performance, and he must be responsible if it breaks." He lowered his voice, hoping that Wu Ye would know.

"Which song do you like from the Black Swan band?" Wu Ye asked.

"Fire." Shen Mo threw out the answer without hesitation.

"Yes." Wu Ye pulled him: "Let's go, let's discuss it."

When he arrived at a secluded place, Shen Mo finally realized what he had promised, ahhhh: "Wu Ye, do you want to kill me?"

He looked at Wu Ye with smoke in his eyes.

Can this fucking be played casually?

"Trust me, I won't hold you back."

"..."

The guitar was borrowed from someone else. Shen Mo got acquainted with it, and then told Wu Ye what he thought, and asked, "Can I get it? Yes, I can. If not, I'll break it up and tell you."

"Yeah." Wu Ye nodded.

It made Shen Mo think that he was listening carefully, so he started a long speech: "I mean..."

"Hey." Wu Ye sighed: "Okay, you can practice by yourself, I can."

Shen Mo's voice stopped abruptly, and he just looked at Wu Ye with complicated eyes.

When Shen Mo was the captain, he had a bad temper, and he would insult his teammates if he disagreed with him. Of course, he would scold his teammates because the opponent made a mistake and was not serious.

Seeing Wu Ye's attitude, Shen Mo was ready to be punished by the merchants.

"Forget it, you can paddle for a while," Shen Mo said, "Do you know what paddling means? It's just for show, don't make trouble for me, OK?"

"OK." Wu Ye gestured.

When the game was about to end, it was finally their turn to play.

The audience, who were already a bit aesthetically tired, suddenly saw two handsome guys appearing on the stage, and finally became a little bit interested.

No matter how you sing, people look energetic anyway.

After going on stage, Shen Mo discovered a serious problem, that is, there was no accompaniment prepared for the scene, and Wu Ye couldn't paddle at all.

Standing at the front with his arms around the guitar, he looked back at the young man sitting in front of the black piano, his eyes full of worry.

This is not a game of heartbeat, but of old life.

"..." Suddenly, a short piece of fast-paced piano sound flowed from Wu Ye's fingertips, kicking off the song.

The fingering, sense of music, and presence on the spot really made Shen Mo breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, his face was full of relief. After all, I finally found someone who knows music...

The pleasure of this moment is indescribable.

stimulate.

It was as if he had returned to the first concert with tens of thousands of people. At that time, Shen Mo felt that the world was at his feet.

So crazy and so awesome.

He used to be young, energetic and proud, until today, just now, when he said without hesitation that he was willing to reduce the price in order to be able to sing on stage, he finally understood that today's self is the Shen Mo who is worthy of pride.

When Shen Mo sang the first line of the lyrics, Shen Mo looked back. It happened that at that time, the person sitting in front of the piano raised his head, and they met for a ten-thousandth of a second, and there was no time to smile.

But Shen Mo felt that a flower was blooming in his heart, a blooming flower.

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