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MOMO on Saturday night always has a hustle and bustle that gradually transitions from a clear bar to a bar.

It’s only 07:30, and there are already many young people who know each other or don’t know each other chatting and laughing on the terrace outside the door. Almost everyone has a bottle of wine. Li also made a drinking buddy for a while.

Let Zhuang Zhou follow Mao Fei. On a rest day, it’s rare that he doesn’t wear a suit, slacks, and a down jacket over a low-necked black sweater. From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, it’s all matched by Mao Fei. of.

Pei Li was mixing drinks for the guests behind the bar. His movements were skillful and pleasing to the eye. After the adjustment, he had time to glance at the two of them. The expression was too meaningful. Mao Fei pretended to be blind and raised the volume amidst the clutter of music and human speech. Ask: "Brother Pei, can I bring him on stage tonight?"

Pei Li took a bottle of cherry cider and put two champagne glasses in front of the two of them, filled them half full, and joked, "Wedding wine."

Mao Fei widened his eyes, embarrassed and embarrassed, scolded him with his eyes but was restrained, Pei Li smiled and said: "I'll let you take it after you drink it, listen to your hoarse voice, it seems that you can really sing for a long time .”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhuang Zhou again, wanting to jokingly say "it doesn't hurt people", but he didn't say it, maybe it hurt too much.

Zhuang Zhou took the wine glass first, drank it in one gulp, and said, "Thank you."

Mao Fei saw that he was so generous, so he couldn't be more hypocritical. The fruit wine was sour and sweet, and the mouthfeel was more like cherry-flavored sparkling water.

"A little girl is celebrating her birthday here tonight. Half of the show is filled with friends she brought. You can collect the sad love songs that hurt the spring and autumn later, and sing more festive ones."

"Oh! No wonder." Mao Fei turned his head and looked around the bar, "I saw a lot of people wearing ornaments on their heads and bodies. It turned out to be birthdays."

"Go ahead," Pei Li threw him the key to the storage room, "Let's talk about it first, if you bring someone to sing along, you'll be deducting half of your wages today."

In the storage room, Mao Fei was still aggrieved.

"I've been oppressed by capitalism, and I'm so angry. Little Brother Pei changed his name to Brother Stingy and forget it. I'll go blind when I get on stage later, embarrassing his MOMO face!"

Zhuang Zhou laughed and said, "Then he will also deduct the remaining half of your salary from you."

"Then I'll go all out and beat him!" Mao Fei put his phone and coat in the cabinet, which was small, and Zhuang Zhou's down jacket could only be folded in the corner of the sofa, "Fortunately, I only told him that you are My teacher, I never said that you are the second young master, otherwise he must try to find ways to take out your wallet."

Zhuang Zhou laughed straight: "No."

Mao Fei refused to listen: "So you must conceal your identity, and don't be taken advantage of at every turn."

Zhuang Zhou agreed to him, his tone full of amusement and indulgence, Mao Fei didn't have the consciousness to turn his elbows outward at all, picked up the guitar and said, "Let's go."

The bar is almost full.

The lighting is dim and ambiguous, and there are a few slowly rotating spotlights casting white light and shadow on the stage.

Two high chairs, a microphone, Mao Fei pressed his fingertips on the strings and got ready, he looked at Zhuang Zhou: "Let's get off the ground first, where's your harmonica?"

Zhuang Zhou spread out his palm, and there was a black metal harmonica on it.

They bought this when they went out to visit the home shopping mall after lunch today. Mao Fei’s ability to make/love fragments came out again, but this time it was the memory of his singing on Saturday that was broken. Fortunately, he was asked by Zhuang Zhou Say it, or you will be fined three times your wages for unexcused absenteeism.

Just in time, there were all kinds of harmonicas on the shelves in front of them, so Zhuang Zhou picked one as his musical instrument to accompany singing tonight.

"Guitar and harmonica," Mao Fei had never heard of this combination, and he said expectantly, "You go first."

Zhuang Zhou said: "You don't play well, what should you do if someone comes to complain later?"

"I'll help you with it." Mao Fei encouraged him, "And you played for a while in the car, it was pretty good, don't be afraid."

Zhuang Zhou laughed, as if he was really comforted. He turned on the microphone, then raised the harmonica to his lips, lifted his breath a little, and recalled "Kikujiro's Summer" in his mind.

I am used to hearing guitars, electronic pianos, and even drums in the bar. Suddenly, there was an unfamiliar clear stream that made everyone look towards the stage curiously. I saw a man sitting on a high chair with one leg bent, with his hands in his hands. Make gnawed corn.

Pei Li also craned his neck to watch, the tune was not very smooth, but it was alright, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket to take a short video, then looked at the person holding the guitar next to him, and followed him without any resistance. Like a little idiot.

At the end of the paragraph, there was applause from the audience, Zhuang Zhou lowered his hands, with a smile on his lips: "It's your turn."

"Go on," Mao Fei shook his head, and nursed him in a low voice, "You played really well, everyone likes you!"

"We agreed to cooperate," Zhuang Zhou refused to follow him, "it's your turn."

Mao Fei muttered "Okay", looking reluctant, but actually he didn't know what Meicheng was like in his heart. He plucked the strings, and the sound that flowed out seemed to be different from that of a harmonica. Zhou, the other party was humming happily with a nasal voice.

Pei Lizhu was watching the excitement at the bar, when the waiter came back with a plate of empty wine glasses, he asked, "Boss, is this the new resident singer?"

Pei Li smiled and said, "This is our good boy."

The waiter also smiled: "That's over."

"how?"

"Just now, a table guest said that he was searched for thousands of times in the crowd, and he was too appetizing, and he was ready to start."

"That's right, hurry up then," Pei Li said with a listless face, "Heavenly assists, this is it."

After a pure music performance, after a short pause, the guitar melody sounded again in the bar.

Zhuang Zhou sang, using a nice voice to let Mao Fei reminisce about the confusion of last night regardless of the occasion, every "Feifei" or "Baby" is more exciting than now, low and hoarse, Gentle, pampering, like an affectionate lover.

Mao Fei played a wrong note.

But soon he thought of something else, what a shame, to ask him at such a happy time whether he wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination or want to work.Even college tyrants like his brother and Yinyin wouldn't want to study while they're making out!

This morning, no, I woke up at noon today and asked again, where do I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?

"Test this school." Mao Fei hummed and lay on the pillow. He was enjoying a full-body massage. After a while Zhuang Zhou pressed him comfortably, he mercifully didn't scold anyone or blow his hair, and even took the initiative to answer any questions that might arise, "This school is easy to take the exam, I want to stay in school as a teacher in the future, the teacher has to be Postgraduate degree, right? But I don’t want to part with my mother, so I might go back to Xiaofudu to find a job.”

When Zhuang Zhou got the answer, he leaned down and kissed his brow and cheek, and praised him for his good behavior.

Mao Fei played another note wrong.

Another song ended between Huang Shenjian and won applause and booing from the audience.

After turning off the microphone, Zhuang Zhou smiled at Mao Fei: "Does it sound good?"

Do you still need to ask him if it sounds good?

Mao Fei said with a "huh": "It's so good, I dare not sing it anymore, and I will lose face if my voice is not as loud as yours later."

"It's okay, I'll sing an out-of-key song next time, and help you get it back."

Picking the strings with his fingers, Mao Fei asked: "Then it's up to me, what should I sing better?"

"Sing the birthday song," Zhuang Zhou motioned him to look down the stage with his eyes, "They are lighting candles."

When "happy birthday to you" sounded, the whole MOMO gradually quieted down, and everyone saw the girl wearing a tall birthday hat making a wish by the candlelight.

The singing continued until the wish was made, and the noise exploded immediately. The beautiful three-tiered cake was cut into pieces with a long knife. The birthday heroine walked through the crowd and walked to the front of the stage with a plate in each hand.

She looked at Mao Fei: "Please eat."

Mao Fei was a little surprised, and hurriedly let go of the guitar to pick it up. The heating in the bar is sufficient, and the white cream has melted a little.

There is another set, the heroine looked at Zhuang Zhou: "I made a wish, I want to sing three songs with you, is that okay?"

At the bar, Pei Li took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Mao Fei while reconciling the accounts.

No one answered, Pei Li shook it twice but still no one answered.

He finally looked down and saw Guaizi curled up and sitting on the box with his knees hugged, his head buried in his arms, like an ostrich.

Pei Li pricked his heart: "I don't listen and I don't watch, so nothing happened?"

Mao Fei said in a muffled voice, "I close my eyes and rest!"

It seemed that the mineral water could not save him, so Pei Li withdrew his hand and asked, "What did you do last night?"

What else can I do?Mao Fei was not willing to talk to him, but there was no one else to talk to except him.

He muttered: "I gave birth to a little peach blossom in the middle of the night."

Pei Li was taken aback, and the subway old man looked at his phone: "What is it?"

"After giving birth, he rubbed my stomach, rubbed my waist, and applied ointment. I woke up today and gave me great health care. The service is so thoughtful. I didn't feel bad all day. The porridge is also delicious, sticky , It’s completely different from the clear soup with little water in our school cafeteria, I drank three bowls in one go, and I was still hiccupping when I went to IKEA.”

Mao Fei was no longer bored, and leaned his face sideways in the crook of his arm, staring at the sundries piled under the bar in a daze.

"Heilongtang's roasted milk is delicious. Let's go to see the house first. He is actually near our school, not too nearby. He bought a house. Guess where it is?"

Pei Li seemed to be looking at the drunk man who was crazy about drinking, and asked casually, "Where is it?"

"Hoshizui Amano, yes, that's right, it's that Hoshizui Amano, I'm so angry, why am I so hostile to the rich, can I afford a balcony if I don't eat or drink for the rest of my life... The kitchen is so big, it's still open Yes, he moved in with his cat next Tuesday... oh, and he asked me if I would like to live with him in the future."

Pei Li smiled silently, pressed his hand back and forth on the calculator, and asked, "What do you say?"

"Of course I said I don't want to! Friends with benefits, what is a friend with benefits, I think it's super unruly for him to cook for me, but when we visited IKEA in the afternoon, we picked up a lot of things together, you know, There are so many IKEA shoppers, I dare say that only the two of us have this kind of relationship... He is really nice, I am in charge of watching while drinking milk tea, he is in charge of pushing the cart and analyzing the practicality, I feel the two of us Like newlyweds living at home."

Pei Li raised his eyebrows: "Like him?"

Mao Fei blinked, and was so wronged: "I like it, he is so good, he must have seen a lot of flirtatious episodes! But we have only known each other for a week... When I read novels, I especially care about the number of days the protagonist and I have known each other , because I don’t believe in love at first sight, how can the relationship heat up so fast, and fall in love with someone in two or three days... Could it be that he really has some special hobbies, otherwise such a good boyfriend, give me me It's all fun, why did his ex break up with him?"

Pei Li asked back: "Didn't you ask him?"

"No, why do you ask so many questions? Didn't you say that? I just don't care about it." Mao Fei listened to the chorus of male and female voices in the bar, and he didn't feel annoyed. Ah little Brother Pei, I tried my best to abide by the rules of being a friend with benefits, but he kept crossing the line and flirting with me to death, what are you doing, isn’t he trying to pick me up, isn’t it already done.”

Pei Li looked at him expressionlessly.

Mao Fei raised his head and looked at him: "I, do I have a logic problem?"

Pei Li: "It's more than logic."

The two stared at each other blankly for a few seconds.

Mao Fei asked him pitifully: "Do I like him? I'm too immoral. It's only after a long time that people fall in love with each other. I just..."

Mao Fei was shy, pouted and changed his words: "Little Brother Pei, how did you and your boyfriend get along?"

"I don't remember." Pei Li unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip, "We haven't seen each other for two or three months, it's not that we haven't met, it's that we haven't contacted each other, and we haven't heard from each other."

Mao Fei was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

This is completely inconsistent with his understanding of how couples get along. If this is applied to him who likes to be clingy, he will be crazy.

He asked: "Is...arguing, in the cold war?"

"It's not a cold war, it's just no contact, it's a kind of tacit understanding, understand?"

Mao Fei shook his head vigorously: "Why do you want such a tacit understanding? Is it fun? It's self-torture!"

Pei Li smiled: "Actually, it's a boyfriend, and it's no different from a girlfriend with benefits. The next time we meet, we just take off our clothes and go to bed, have a warm meal after rolling the sheets, and next time it will be another month."

"It's, can it be like this..." Mao Fei frowned and looked at Pei Li, "You are so pitiful, don't you miss him?"

"Sometimes I think about it. I think about it the most when I'm cheating. I imagine the man on my body as him and do it with my eyes closed."

Mao Fei rounded his mouth in shock.

Pei Li wanted to smoke, so he sucked his teeth: "Do you want to protect yourself like a jade for him?"

Mao Fei didn't dare to say, "A couple should guard themselves like a jade", he said dryly: "Look, let's see the situation."

"When I cheated, maybe he was at ease too. I don't feel guilty."

"Oh... I, I have three chapters with him, and the first one is not to be friendly with others."

Pei Li laughed out loud: "Then it seems that my boyfriend and I are not as good as you two."

Mao Fei pursed his lips, really not knowing what to say.

There was a burst of booing like waves, and the singing on the stage finally stopped. Mao Fei was belatedly aware that there were more than three songs!

He looked up at Pei Li: "I'm so angry now! Why isn't it my birthday!"

Pei Li said with disdain: "He will talk loudly and be useless."

Mao Fei was as angry as a puffer fish and could not refute.

Suddenly Zhuang Zhou appeared and said to Pei Li, "Where is Fei Fei?"

Pei Li snorted, and cast his eyes down to the right: "What the hell did you say that you gave birth to a peach blossom last night? You're depressed after giving birth, and you're talking a bunch of hypocritical nonsense here."

Mao Fei wanted to kill him.

Zhuang Zhou leaned slightly, and finally saw Mao Fei who was shrunk on the ground, with his face upturned, anxious and ashamed as if he couldn't explain it.