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"Just, are you finished, the story between you and him?"

"Well, it's over."

Mao Fei wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and expressed his afterthought: "I can also be regarded as empathetic, although it is just a sentence of 'he is easy to do', but only those who are troubled can know how troublesome it is... .Didn't you say that you can't blame him all? What's wrong with you? Besides lying to him, have you done other bad things? "

Zhuang Zhou leaned back into the chair. The red plastic chair that matched the tent was of poor quality, and it was as crumbling as the white flowerpot of the mimosa.

He said, "Why don't you guess again?"

Mao Fei thought about it for a moment, and his eyes became wary: "You said before that the things he wants are getting more and more expensive, and you can't afford them. He doesn't want to live a hard life anymore, but wants to be free?"

Zhuang Zhou said "hmm".

"Then you... imprisoned him? You tied him with an iron chain, didn't let him go out, and couldn't buy things if he didn't go shopping. You locked him at home? Or did you really abuse him at home? Want to buy something but you can't satisfy him, your self-esteem is hurt, but he refuses to accept the beating, crying and screaming to make you more embarrassing, so the two of you are in a vicious circle?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at Mao Fei with admiration.

"He can't stand you, and he can't bear to be separated from you, and you still like him, and feel guilty and annoyed with him..." Mao Fei clicked his lips, "No, why do I think his brain circuit is so strange? I know you After becoming a wealthy young master, I should love you even more, work hard together to gain your parents' approval, and live a happy life with a man, family and money!"

Zhuang Zhou was still submerged in the admiration of being labeled as domestic violence, and sighed with a smile: "Your brain circuit is the clearest, what are you thinking about?"

Mao Fei looked at him with eyes that wished he could see through him: "I can't imagine you beating someone, I'm sure I can't beat you."

"Did you get spoiled by Boss Pei?" Zhuang Zhou stuffed his mouth with golden steamed buns, "Contrary to what you guessed, I didn't violence him."

"Then you pampered him? But don't you have no money? Usury?! Nine times out of thirteen---"

"Fei Fei."

All the big gold chains on the side table looked over curiously, and Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but laugh: "Don't guess, if you keep guessing, I'm going to become a robbed and imprisoned kid and blood seller."

Mao Fei wanted to say, "The kidney must not be sold", but he didn't say anything, and urged him: "Then what did you do?"

"I really pampered him. Except for what I couldn't afford, I followed him in everything. His habitual temper got worse and worse. If anything went wrong, he would turn against me," Zhuang Zhou sighed, " At first it was just sulking, I coaxed him, promised him lots of promises, and then--"

"What kind of promise?" Mao Fei muttered, "Just say two things, don't say the kind of 'love you forever'."

Zhuang Zhou smiled lowly, thought for a while, and said, "Promise to wait, and work hard to find a job after finishing the book, so that he won't be wronged."

"Oh. But he doesn't want to wait."

"Well, he didn't want to wait, and he got tired of hearing my promises again and again. Then it became loud and crying, crying very sadly. I still remember him crying. He envied others to have parents since he was a child. He Nothing, not long after his adoptive parents adopted him, another child was born to his adoptive father's brothers, who couldn't afford it, so he was adopted by them, so he didn't get much care since he was a child."

Mao Fei pursed his lips, reluctantly: "Yes...it's so pitiful."

Zhuang Zhou sighed again: "So he wants to find a boyfriend who loves him. He thinks I don't love him enough, and he won't fight against his family for him, and won't spend money for him."

Zhuang Zhou smiled wryly: "That's the point of contradiction. I couldn't comfort him, so he stimulated me with more intense crying and started throwing things. He threw the flowers and plants I raised countless times. Once I When I got back from work, it was midnight, and when I opened the door there was a smell of mud, he chopped off the lock on the balcony door with a kitchen knife, and I installed the lock on purpose, just to prevent him from making a fuss and dropping the flowerpot."

Mao Fei frowned: "Huh?"

"The floor was full of debris and mud. He sat in the middle with his legs crossed. When he saw me coming back, he told me that the experimental team was discussing which island to go to for two days. Let's go together. He asked me, if we really don't have money, then forget it, but we can obviously not worry about money, why should we suffer?"

"Are you crazy? If it were me, I would definitely be mad." Mao Fei was still concerned about the kitchen knife, "Did he break out of resentment and pick up the kitchen knife and chop you?"

"No, he didn't cut me. He cut his own wrist. I didn't care about going crazy. I was so scared that my legs went limp. Take him to the hospital quickly."

Mao Fei poked at the thin disposable tablecloth: "Why is he doing this! Isn't this forced by death!"

Zhuang Zhou got a headache from the memories, and took a sip of Sprite: "I began to suspect that he was mentally unhealthy, so I tried various methods to take him to the doctor, but the examination results showed nothing wrong, and he just wanted to make trouble with me."

Mao Fei couldn't take it anymore: "Fuck me, why am I so angry! This is too much! I really want to hit him! I even fantasized about the two of you watering the flowers together! I am so angry!"

Zhuang Zhou looked at him, rescued the tablecloth that had been poked into a hornet's nest in his hand, and touched his face with his warm palm: "He is becoming more and more irritable, I am used to it, if I start being 'violent' 'He, maybe he can rein in the precipice."

Mao Fei shook his head: "It's because he's too greedy. Alas, I really can't figure it out. Really, what can you get if you say it's heaven and earth? What are the benefits? No matter how good the relationship is, it will be destroyed. ..Will he regret it, he must regret it, didn't he come back to find you?"

"I found it. I ignored him. He is still in the United States." Zhuang Zhou withdrew his hand and held him under the table, "Even if he came back to China to look for me, I wouldn't even look at him."

The clock turned in the early morning, and at 12:30 in the dead of night, there was a little wind.

I'm full, but I'm not full.

When passing by the 24-hour convenience store, Mao Fei went in with Zhuang Zhou and bought eggs, ham and toast, as well as a bag of milk powder.

After returning to Xingzhui Tianye, the two did not go home directly, and walked slowly in the garden hand in hand. Mao Fei stood on the steps of the hexagonal gazebo and looked up at the night sky. It was high and clear, and the sky was really full of stars.

He hugged Zhuang Zhou's neck, as if asking for praise: "No wonder you said I was good, I thought you really praised me. Who is better than your ex, okay?"

"Then you're not good?" Zhuang Zhou laughed at him, "Maybe not, dating and buying a bunny girl, eh? If it wasn't for me, would you have let someone else get it now?"

"It's not because you are good-looking," Mao Fei fancied, "If it wasn't you, but someone who was more handsome, then I might... eh!"

Zhuang Zhou kissed him: "No way."

After returning home, Mao Fei became interested in the lights. He stood by the main switch and pressed it back and forth. I'm going to call the police, I thought you were making some distress signal."

Mao Fei switched to a faint warm yellow lamp, but it couldn't illuminate, and it was dim: "This is the best, and it doesn't disturb Mimosa's sleep."

The light didn't bother him, but his moaning like crying and panting did.

Zhuang Zhou was extraordinarily gentle, while talking about nasty love stories, he was doing it slowly like a water grinder. When he was done, he soaked Mao Fei in the bathtub with his drunken earlobe in his mouth, and murmured Nan: "Remember when you said to wash the dishes, get it dirty, then wash it clean, and get it dirty next time."

Mao Fei was so comfortable that he didn't even want to lift his eyelids, he leaned on Zhuang Zhou's shoulder and hummed, "It's not me, I'm not."

Zhuang Zhou chuckled, "Who is that?"

Mao Fei imitated: "Who is it?"

The water was hot, and the palms rubbing on the lower back were also hot. Mao Fei enjoyed it to the extreme. He scratched Zhuang Zhou's collarbone with his fingertips, lusting, and then went down to grab Zhuang Zhou's chest muscles. He couldn't help grinning in foolish joy.

He asked, "Am I a substitute for Ginger?"

Zhuang Zhou laughed when asked, and heard him mutter again: "I have been looking for a voice for a long time, and you still come to the bar to see me... Isn't it him?"

Zhuang Zhou pinched his face, "No." After that, he pecked his pouty lips, "It's impossible to hit him. What do you think is going on in your head all day long?"

Mao Fei broke away from his hand and lay back on his back. He felt happy, endured it, and said with old jealousy: "I want you to water the flowers together, but I didn't expect him to drop the flowerpot...I also thought you would pet the cat together, you Hug him on the left and the cat on the right, it's a happy family."

Zhuang Zhou chuckled and said, "Is this how family happiness is used? Huh?"

"There is unparalleled happiness every day." Mao Fei groped his wrist with his backhand while talking nonsense, and pulled it up his lower back, "I still have to press, and it's still sore."

Zhuang Zhou followed him, but his tone sank: "You will see Hua Dan the day after tomorrow. After you see her, you will find that her tail is only in half."

Mao Fei was stunned, and a particularly terrible suspicion popped up all of a sudden.

"He cut it. He happened to be on the balcony when he quarreled with me. The scissors I used to trim the flower branches were placed on the flower stand."

Mao Fei was so angry that he pushed Zhuang Zhou to stand up halfway, looked at him and cursed, "Damn!! Is he still human!"

Zhuang Zhou's eyes were a little red: "That's why I didn't bear him anymore."

Just thinking about the bloody and cruel scene, Mao Fei felt the pain at the base of his tail. He wrapped his arms around Zhuang Zhou's neck and rubbed his face with him, comforting him: "Don't think about it, didn't you say that you have been separated for three years? I won't ask any more, I'm not curious anymore, and I won't ask you any more."

Zhuang Zhou still recalled: "He has excellent grades. The cats in their tutor's house gave birth to a litter. They saw that he liked it, so they gave one as a gift. It was not too old, two months, just a few days after he cut his wrist. After a month, I will bring him back, just to accompany him."

Mao Fei was even more surprised: "He likes it, and if he likes it, he can do it?!"

"It's hot for 3 minutes. I didn't know the smell of cat feces until I raised it, so I hated it. I went home that day, and he hadn't come back. I was taking care of the flowers and plants on the balcony. After finishing, I was holding Huadan to play with it. He was very angry. He slammed the door and came in without saying a word, I knew from his appearance that there was going to be another quarrel, I wanted to take him to the bedroom, don't smash the flowerpot again, but he snatched Huadan away and carried it."

Zhuang Zhou touched the back of Mao Fei's neck: "The cat won't move if it is held here, the big cat may struggle, but the kitten won't move at all, you know?"

"I know, I've seen the video," Mao Fei said, "I was picked up by a big cat when I was a child, and it didn't work if I moved."

"So once he cut it down, Hua Dan has no place to hide if he wants to." Zhuang Zhou held him in his arms, "I had a nightmare for a long time, and I still don't know what stimulated him that day, and I don't want to know."

"No matter what kind of irritation, you can't vent it like this. It's absolutely unforgivable! If he comes back to reunite with you, if you dare to move your mind, I'll—"

It got stuck, and Mao Fei met his eyes, "just" couldn't go down, as if there was nothing that could be a threat.

Zhuang Zhou kissed his wet eyelashes: "That's all?"

Mao Fei used local materials: "I won't let you kiss."

"This is not what you say."

Mao Fei didn't have much confidence, "Why not? I won't let you hug me, I won't have sex with you, and I won't take a bath like this." He has words, and the more he speaks, the more confident he becomes, "I won't live with you, I won't I promise you, I hate you!"

Zhuang Zhou looked at him with a smile.

Mao Fei glared at him: "What are you looking at!"

With affectionate eyes, the emotion/tide has not yet faded.

Zhuang Zhou pressed the back of his head and kissed him forcefully. After kissing him, he rubbed his buttocks, and stood up without saying a word and left the bathroom.

Mao Fei was sitting in the bathtub, inexplicably, calling out in a slightly hoarse voice: "Why are you going, are you ruthless when you pull out the dio!"

No one paid attention to him, only the gurgling sound of the bathtub heating.

When Zhuang Zhou came back with his mobile phone, he saw Mao Fei singing inarticulately by the bathtub. He couldn't hear a word of the lyrics, but the tune was quite sad.

Zhuang Zhou was so teased by him that he stepped into the water again and pulled him into his arms: "Just now I seem to hear someone scolding me."

"That's right, you heard me right." Seeing him dialing, Mao Fei immediately lowered his voice, "Who are you calling in the middle of the night?"

Zhuang Zhou showed him the call interface: "Here you are, Teacher Song."