grow up with him

When he went to school on Monday, Mo Dong had a thin scratch on his face, from the corner of his right eye to the bridge of his nose, adding a touch of surly handsomeness, as if he had just walked out of a fight.

When Mo Dong came, there were still very few people in the classroom. He was sitting on the seat, with dark circles under his eyes, and a little sleepy leaning against the back of the chair.

The seat next to him was still empty, and Xia Le hadn't come yet.

He Haoran had already endorsed the book on his seat. He turned his head and saw the scratches on Mo Dong's face at a glance. He put down the book and walked over to care for his little friend, asking, "What's wrong?"

Mo Dong looked up at him, feeling sleepy all over, and said, "My mother beat me."

His mother not only chased him and beat him, but also refused to believe that Xia Le voluntarily added his name to the house he said, and explained it for most of the night, until Mo Dong said the phrase "Lele said I was his only family member", his mother Only then did he believe it suspiciously, looked at him with complicated eyes, and told him: "Be nice to Lele, do you hear me?"

Mountain.and Sanxi.

Mo Dong nodded repeatedly, patted his chest for reassurance, and then asked his mother to let him go to sleep.

"Why did your mother beat you?" He Haoran had a very good impression of Li Fen. He was a sensible parent and was willing to buy Mo Dong a workbook for a cram school.

Speaking of this, Mo Dong became more energetic, he straightened his back all of a sudden, his sleepy eyes were swept away, and they were abnormally bright, and he said, "Lele and I bought a house!"

"Buy a house?" He Haoran asked back.Buying a house is a very distant thing for their students.

"Yes!" Mo Dong's brows and eyes were full of pride, "The house was bought with the money Lele earned! It has my and Lele's names written on it!"

He Haoran looked at him, and asked hesitantly: "Are you going to get married?" According to social rules, if you buy a house together, if you write two names on the real estate certificate, you are going to get married.

"Cough, cough..." Mo Dong choked, his face flushed.

I didn't feel anything when I said it, but I was inexplicably shy when it was mentioned by others.

"No..." Mo Dong said in a low voice, then lay down on the table, looking at the space ahead, "Lele said it will wait later."

He Haoran looked at Mo Dong for a while, and came to a conclusion: "Then Xia Le must be true love for you."

We bought a house together without thinking about getting married.

Mo Dong's ears moved, and his fingers tapped on the table unconsciously.

Is it true love?

They haven't even settled on a puppy relationship.

When Xia Le came, he saw the scratches on Mo Dong's face at a glance.

"What's wrong?" Xia Le walked up to Mo Dong, bent down with her schoolbag on her back, brushed the scratch with her finger, her voice was very soft, terrifyingly soft.

"My mother thought I lied to you about the house." Mo Dong sighed.

He is so difficult.

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Xia Le's fingers paused for a moment, then continued to brush along the scratches, and said nonchalantly, "I'll go and explain to Auntie."

"It's okay, my mother and I explained it clearly." Mo Dong smiled.

Xia Le withdrew her fingers and half-closed her eyes. In the end, she just let out a "hmm".

Even if you can't bear it anymore, you can't make a move. That person is Mo Dong's mother.

Mingming's aunt is very kind to him...just because he hurt Mo Dong, he just...he likes the beauty and warmth of this world, provided that his Mo Dong is good...otherwise what does this world have to do with him...Monster... What would Mo Dong think...

Complicated thoughts flashed quickly, and then Xia Le pressed them down hard.

When school was over, Xia Le told Mo Dong that he had some work matters to deal with, and asked Mo Dong to go back alone.

After Mo Dong left with his schoolbag on his back, Xia Le, who was watching him, leaned back heavily on the back of the chair. The force even made the chair move back a small step, making a harsh "creak" sound. , leaving white marks on the ground.

He lowered his handsome head and hid his expression in the shadows. His naturally drooping fingers had well-articulated joints, were white and slender, and pointed to a certain switch in the void.

On, off, unpredictable.

Xia Le sat in this position for a long time, and when everyone in the classroom was gone, his right hand finally moved, and he tightly covered his mouth.

Before everyone was gone, someone wanted to say goodbye to Xia Le, but for no reason, he didn't dare to go forward and quickened his pace of leaving.

So, these students didn't hear how Xia Le, who covers his mouth, who is usually gentle and elegant, and whom everyone likes very much, made a strange sound when he squeezed

"laugh!"

Weird laughter echoed in the classroom with only the speaker, and no one commented on it.

The person who made the sound, after a laugh, put down his right hand and sat silently against the back of the chair.

Silent as a stone statue.

Every time, Xia Le thought that he was already a lunatic enough, and the darkness was so extreme that it was frightening.

But every time, Xia Le will find that he can make the fear superimpose more terrifying.

Does Mo Dong know who he is?

The stiff stone statue finally moved, its movements were stiff and weird, it bent over slowly, joint by joint, and covered its eyes.

"laugh--! 』

The corners of its lips were parted, curling up in a pleasant arc like a particularly endearing performer.

Mo Dong knew...had he ever thought of hurting Mo Dong's mother?

Just a scratch.

Even the scratches caused by Mo Dong's mother defending Xia Le.

Mo Dong's mother is so kind to Xia Le.

So what?

Xia Le heard her own indifferent voice in her heart.

Xia Le likes the warmth of this world, and Xia Le will also like other people besides Mo Dong - it is all based on "Mo Dong and Xia Le being together well".

Now this person who is silent like a stone statue, sees his own indifference, cruelty, and lack of empathy more and more time and time again.

He is sick.

It becomes more and more clearly understood day by day.

He is crazy.

You can see it clearly, and there is no possibility of falsification.

so what?

These eyes still only looked at Mo Dong.

All the joy, suffering, and tearing are just because it is afraid of losing Mo Dong.

And all the gentleness, thoughtfulness, and beauty are only because he loves Mo Dong.

so what--

So it cannot be found!

so what--

So eager to be discovered.

look at me.

Mo Dong.

look at me.

Greed surged.

Extravagant delusion, delusion that he sees his true appearance and loves him forever.

—Look at me.

When Xia Le left the classroom, it was not too long before school was over, only half an hour away.Except for class 1 ([-]), there are still people staying in other classes, on duty, doing homework, playing around, and the whole campus is full of joy.

Xia Le walked out of the classroom and walked towards the school gate with a gentle face.

A tall and handsome student, walking around the campus after school in the afterglow of the setting sun, is a very suitable target for a confession.

Therefore, Xia Le was stopped.

The person who stopped him looked familiar, so familiar that Xia Le hated it.

Jin Hai stood in front of him, with his hands folded around his chest, with a slightly haughty expression on his face.

He raised his chin slightly, and said in a kindly tone: "Hey, let's date."

Xia Le didn't care what Jin Hai thought, he was just slightly surprised, and then smiled.

It is said that poisonous species are most beautiful when hunting.

Under the setting sun, Xia Le, who was stopped by Jin Hai, smiled so much that Jin Hai, who had originally disliked giving alms, blushed a little, and hurriedly looked away.

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My hands! Q△Q

Mr. Computer, when will you get in touch with me!

——It is still a day of mobile phone coding.

——Human beings are really fragile.

——Everyone, take good care of yourselves.