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After the farce in the morning, Musu was in a daze all day today. He looked at Mo Wen at the side, and then at the new shoes on his feet. Seeing his faltering, he spoke first. Asked, "That person is Chen Wenhu, not you, right?"

The sudden revelation of the truth caught Mo Wen by surprise, his face flushed red for the first time, and he didn't say a word.

Mu Su turned his head away, as if he was talking to him, and also seemed to be talking to himself, "Chen Wenhu apologized and confessed his mistake at my house this morning, and he didn't know what happened, it was inexplicable."

These words made Mo Wen pause in his heart, full of doubts, did Tan Qingfeng do it?What did he do to make Chen Wenhu willingly apologize to Musu and admit his mistake.

"Before I thought it was you who did it, that's why I treated you... But it's good to clarify." Mu Su was awkward, and Mo Wen was about to speak, but was threatened by Mu Su, "Don't do strange things to me. , or I will definitely beat you."

These words were like a big stone hitting Mo Wen's head, causing his emotions to drop little by little, and Mu Su's light voice came from next to his ear, "I have someone I like, and I won't like anyone else anymore. .”

"I like..." Mu Su's blunt words exploded in his ear, "Who, who..."

"I can't say." Then he got up and left his seat and walked towards the playground.Mo Wen followed behind him all the time, but he didn't know how to speak. He was hit on the head by a basketball, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mu Su standing not far away as if nothing had happened, "Playing?"

After the last class was over, Mu Su packed his schoolbag in a hurry and wanted to leave, but Mo Wen called him, and stopped talking. Mu Su noticed that he seemed to have something to say, so he stopped, only listening to Mo Wen say "Before, Tan Qingfeng also misunderstood that I pushed you off the platform. Did he do what happened to Chen Wenhu?"

"Qingfeng?" Mu Su never thought that this matter was related to Qingfeng. After watching the surveillance, he never mentioned this matter again.

When Qingfeng came to Musu's house for tutoring, he had just entered the door, and Musu slammed the door behind him, with his body pressed against the door panel, the mask on his face still not taken off, and a pair of piercing eyes staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Just as he was about to take off Musu's mask, he was dodged by the side of his head. The machine beeped twice, and it was the door lock that was locked. "The door is closed, you can't escape." Be determined by your appearance, making Qingfeng dumbfounded.

"What's so weird today?" Seeing that this guy always played cards out of common sense, he didn't take it seriously, but Mu Su asked sullenly, "Did you scare Chen Wenhu like that? He came to my house this morning. crying and begging for forgiveness."

"That's not very good. The mastermind behind the scenes has learned a lesson, and the explanation you want will come soon." His fingers playfully flicked on Musu's head. "Now you're happy."

Mu Su didn't respond to him immediately, his eyes fell on his toes, "If I really rolled under the car and died, would you be sad?"

Qingfeng turned to pick up his chin with his fingers, feeling bewildered, "What are you talking about?"

"Answer me!" Mu Su stubbornly asked him to give a positive answer.

Qingfeng thought for a while, then suppressed her smile, "How do you want me to answer you?"

"Then why are you looking for Chen Wenhu? You don't have to help me with things that have nothing to do with you!" Mu Su lowered his head slightly, "If you don't like me, you shouldn't be nice to me. You should be nice to me. If you know that I like you, you must like me!" Only Mu Su can come up with such an overbearing and unreasonable logic.

With a muffled bang, the two of them fell to the ground. Qingfeng felt that the wound on his back had been hit again, and took a breath. The two were wearing masks, but they could feel the warmth of each other's lips. , making him breathless.

After calming down for a while, he turned his eyes slightly, looked at the pair of enlarged eyebrows and eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly nervously, Qingfeng reached out and tore off his and his masks, and gently rubbed his fingertips against Musu's slightly hot cheeks, the two of them looked at each other quietly Looking at it, the air was so quiet that he felt that the fine dust was no longer floating.

Passing through Musu's thick black hair with his fingers, he clasped the back of his head with his palm, kissed him forcefully, turned over and pressed him under him.

After the passionate kiss, the two of them sat on the floor, Musu lay on Qingfeng's back, her cheeks pressed against the skin of his back, and she hugged him childishly.

After a sigh, Qingfeng tapped Musu's forehead with his fingertips across his shoulders, "I am a very complicated person, so complicated that I don't have much confidence to let anyone accompany me."

But Mu Su didn't care at all, just smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and tapped Qingfeng's forehead imitatively, "I just like to challenge difficult things."

"really?"

The people behind nodded vigorously, "I'm still young, and I don't want to be hesitant like the old man, so don't lie anymore, you obviously like me more than you like Ke Cheng."

"Hehe..." Qingfeng sighed with emotion at such a moment, and Musu could also amused him, "Why are you so confident that you have already surpassed Ke Cheng?"

"I just know it!"

In the twinkling of an eye, a year passed, and Qingfeng entered the review stage of his third year of high school. He moved out of the remote Wujin Building, and found a rental house near the school to settle down.

Musu and Qingfeng unloaded the luggage from the car, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and the unspoken complaints along the way poured out the moment he stepped into the rental house.

"You just rented such a crappy house!" Standing at the door, you can see everything at a glance. The toilet is on the side of the door, and the bedroom can be seen by turning slightly sideways. There is a small stove next to the door. None of them fit Musu's imagination.

"500 yuan a month, what kind of house do you think you can rent?" Qingfeng pulled him away and dragged his luggage into the house. "As long as you don't jump around in the house, I believe it is spacious enough, at least for me Yes."

Musu pursed his lips disapprovingly, and walked in slowly, "Your house is as big as my room, it's really boring." I still feel resentment in my heart, obviously my father agrees that Qingfeng will rent in his house, but this stubborn ghost just likes it. Find a broken house to live in.

"Get up and help with the work." Saying that, he unceremoniously stuffed a rag to him, Mu Su complained, but still wiped the "new home" for him very carefully.

After a busy day, by the time Qingfeng cooked the bowl of noodles, Musu had already taken a shower and came out of the small bathroom, with a towel hanging on his head, sitting on the wide bed, complaining endlessly, "The house is not big, the bed It's pretty big."

"You've been complaining all day, are you tired?" After wiping off his scrubbed hands, he walked to the bed, held his head with the towel in his big hands, and pressed him back on the bed, "You're just angry, I don't care Stay at your house."

"Hmph!" Mu Su was poked at the center, and turned her head away arrogantly.