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Zhuang Qiang was right, gossip was much better than announcements.

The four people in 214 formed a small gang who pretended to be deaf and blind in the face of scrutiny. No matter what they did, they tried to be together as much as possible, just to protect Fang Zhuangqiang.

Sit at one table for meals, sit in a row for class, and experience the fun of double badminton during the trial.

Even so, Mao Fei was still full of worries. He cared about one more person than them, and the more he cared, the less happy he was.

When I went to MOMO on Tuesday night, Pei Li was still joking with him: "I seem to have bought fake Songzhi cakes. The packaging looks the same, but the taste is not as good as the one he bought for me before."

Mao Fei didn't know how to answer. He hesitated again and again before asking, "Brother Pei, have you been in touch recently?"

"No, the last time I contacted you was when you were in a car accident. What's the matter?"

"...Nothing, just curious."

Pei Li's bartending movements were skillful and elegant, and he mixed a beautiful peach-blossom cocktail for Mao Fei: "Hey, is there any gossip? Or is there any inside information?"

Mao Fei broke out in a cold sweat, afraid that he would stutter if he made a sound, so he quickly picked up the triangular cup and drank it down.

Pei Li laughed and said, "After drinking my wine, it's time to share his exclusive trends, right?"

Mao Fei couldn't remember how he prevaricated in the end, he only remembered that his heart was oppressed and uncomfortable.

On Wednesday night, Mao Fei, who had been absent from school for two months, finally came to the gym again.

It's a pity that I didn't meet Jiang Chaoyu. Teacher Wu said that Jiang Chaoyu's membership card has expired and he didn't renew it. After all, his senior year is coming soon, so he must put the thesis and internship at the top of the list and prepare with all his heart.

So Mao Fei's plan fell through.

He wanted to chat with Jiang Chaoyu. Although his manuscript was messy, he didn't know how to naturally talk about his boyfriend, and it was impossible to ask Jiang Chaoyu to check Ju Ming's phone, but this was the only potential one he could think of. breaking point.

Everything is not going well.

Yesterday Thursday, Mao Fei thought he was a wimp and chose to escape from his little brother Pei, and made a nonsense about being trapped in the bathroom by the cafeteria and hiding in the dormitory to watch Ran Qing and Xiao Xiao flirt.

If the time can be three autumns a day, so that the weekend does not come, or the time can be like an arrow, so that the weekend flashes by, that would be great.

Mao Fei has already turned himself into a withered grass after autumn, and is unhappy in the passenger seat of the Porsche.

Zhuang Zhou took his hand and rubbed it, comfortingly said: "Baby, is there any place you want to go, or how do you want to vent?"

Mao Fei shook his head: "If you want to go home, you have to leave tomorrow."

In fact, Zhuang Zhou should go back to Xiaofudu tonight. In order to spend more time with Feifei, he postponed his departure until early tomorrow morning.

Mao Fei did not go with him.

When Zhuang Mu heard the news, he secretly made a phone call to tease him: "Aren't you really going to bring your children to play?"

Mao Fei was full of resentment, and said in his heart, I am afraid that if I go to smash you, then I will really play big!

Zhuang Zhou also angered his brother: "No, I don't even want to go."

Zhuang Mu smiled and said, "Hey, I still want to introduce Mao Fei to all the guests, it's a pity."

Back at Xingzhui Tianye, Huadan and Xiaosheng haven't seen the adjutant for four days, and they are snoring and sticky again.

One person and two cats were making out on the sofa, and just after a while, Zhuang Zhou came and hugged Mao Fei in his arms, like hugging an incomparably precious treasure, and he was so satisfied that he sighed softly.

The kiss was tender and sweet, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Mao Fei climbed onto Zhuang Zhou's shoulder, and was groped and caught again. His fingers intertwined, and Zhuang Zhou said affectionately, "Fei Fei."

Mao Fei pressed himself against him with all his strength, rubbed his face after the kiss, and muttered aggrievedly, "I miss you so much."

Xiao Biesheng was newlyweds, and dinner was delayed until after [-] o'clock in the evening. Two bowls of simple cabbage clear soup noodles with soft-boiled fried eggs.

Perhaps it was the hearty sex/love that not only nourished the body, but also vented the emotions. Mao Fei felt a lot more relaxed. While slurping noodles, he wondered what kind of upsurge of discussion tomorrow night's news would arouse.

"It's coming out tomorrow night, isn't it?"

"Ah."

Marriage between business and government, Chichao official media will officially announce the good news tomorrow night.

"What if I go?"

"Then you have to put the ring on your finger, and I'll hold you by my side all the time, and then the two of us will steal my brother's limelight."

Mao Fei was happy, hooked his feet on Zhuang Zhou's calves and acted coquettishly, and fancied: "Then I will announce another piece of good news. Tonight, there will be double happiness in the red nest."

Zhuang Zhou was provoked by him, and gave him a bite of the sweet, spicy and crispy radish sealed in the refrigerator as a reward.

After dinner, the two of them went to the balcony to bathe in the starlight, and danced a lazy waltz to the soft music flowing from the vinyl record player.

The atmosphere is romantic, and Mao Fei is pouring out his thoughts on Zhuang Zhou's shoulder.

"Zhuang, I'm so scared."

In addition to "I miss you so much", the phrase "I'm so scared" is the most frequent sentence Zhuang Zhou has heard in the past few days.

He thought about it for a moment, and said, "Fill up the cat bowl before leaving for MOMO tomorrow night. If Boss Pei's condition is not good at night, you don't have to worry about starving them both if you don't go home overnight. But---"

Speaking of this, Zhuang Zhou lowered his head and held one side of Mao Fei's face, and said seriously: "But you can't drink, you know, you are going to take care of little brother Pei, and you can't drink yourself unconscious."

It was just a hypothesis, and Mao Fei's heart and soul were pulled together.

He obediently promised: "I won't drink it, and I won't let Brother Pei spoil me. I hope it's all because of my own affection."

Zhuang Zhou pecked his forehead with pity, and heard him recall in a lost tone: "You know, when none of us knew who the boyfriend Xiao Pei was talking about, he almost didn't mention his feelings to us at all. But later, after I found out, he would talk to me from time to time... He would talk about the delicious food your brother made for him... He would tell the jokes your brother told him.. You will also ask me about your brother's movements like joking..."

Mao Fei's eyebrows were twisted into a word of "sorrow", and he said bitterly: "What kind of metaphysics is Songzhi cake? How come whoever gives it to whomever falls in love with whomever!"

Zhuang Zhou hugged him tightly: "I don't want to."

"I can't help it..." Mao Fei buried himself in his arms and said sullenly, "Tell me, brother Pei is duplicity?"

Zhuang Zhou couldn't answer him, he sighed, "Only Brother Pei knows."

The music flows slowly, as if it has entered a dream late at night, and suddenly wakes up the sleeping person.

It was daylight.

Mao Fei stared at the ceiling with confused eyes, waiting for the memory to come back little by little.

There was dancing, there was sorrow for spring and autumn, and finally the love went to the depths for a long, long time.

Mao Fei pursed his lips and looked left and right, Huadan Xiaosheng, but Zhuang Zhou was nowhere to be seen.

what time is it?Everyone is in the little voodoo.

"Ding ding ---" twice, the music that disturbed sleep sounded again.

Mao Fei touched the phone, it was from WeChat, and it was from a waiter with a good relationship in MOMO.

Egg Soup: Boy, look at the group, look at the group!

Egg Soup: Come on, pay is due!

Egg soup: Unexpectedly, we were collectively unemployed.

Egg soup: You play the guitar, can you take it away?

Mao Fei's thoughts faltered.

Watch the group? He turned on do-not-disturb in the MOMO group, and he never watched it unless he was circled.

He glanced at the time, 02:30 pm, this time should be the time when these night owls are sleeping soundly.

Mao Fei sat up on his back, trying to wake himself up, and before he clicked on the group, Dantang's voice call popped up.

After connecting, Mao Fei said hoarsely: "Hello? I just woke up."

The opposite side was a bit noisy, Dan Tang said: "Hey, don't sleep, come on and take the guitar away! We don't have work tonight, the boss pays us three times the salary at the front desk, let us take our things and leave. "

Mao Fei woke up, and his eyes were filled with panic for a moment: "How is Little Brother Pei?!"

"Ah? It's okay, it's fine." Dantang hissed after being yelled at until his ear hurts, "It's just inexplicable. I just wish us a better job in the next job without saying anything. It's a bit weird."

Mao Fei jumped up after hanging up the call, and pressed Xiaosheng's tail with his palm, which caused Xiaosheng to scold sharply. Mao Fei hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

He didn't have time to wash his face, and put his clothes on indiscriminately. He was afraid that if he was one step too late, he would never find his little Brother Pei again.

The special car he called was excellent, and he was not late. He was urged to drive all the way to Bar Street. Mao Fei was worried. During the day, this street was deserted, except for the presence of people shaking at the gate of MOMO.

Pei Li stood at the bar as usual, and he crossed out a person's name after transferring money, and then removed the employee who had worked with him from the group, and finally ended this brief acquaintance with a few polite words and blessings.

Gradually, the voices of the people faded away, and the bar fell into emptiness and tranquility.

Egg soup came out of the storage room, he put the guitar on the bar, and said goodbye: "Boss, my boy will come to get it in a while---"

Before he finished speaking, the door of MOMO was suddenly pushed open, and a figure in a hurry broke in.

Pei Li picked up the cigarette case, smiled while smoking a cigarette: "I can't help but mutter, isn't this here?"

Dantang waved goodbye to the two, the door closed again, and only the two remained silently looking at each other.

Mao Fei has never seen such a quiet MOMO, nor has he seen Pei Li who can't use a lighter.

His eyes were so distressed that his eyes were moist, and he strode towards the bar with a trembling "Little Brother Pei" in his throat.

The lighter was thrown aside, and the cigarette was caught in the palm of his hand. Pei Li pulled the corners of his lips and complained to him: "Didn't you go? What are you doing here, so I can't smoke."

Facing the blood-red eyes that could not bear it, Mao Fei shed a series of tears before he could say a word.

It's not that he thinks too much, it's not that he's being sentimental, it's that his little Brother Pei is duplicity.

Mao Fei wiped his face, turned around and rushed into the bar through the side door, and hugged Pei Li, who was on the verge of collapse, into his arms with all his strength.

"Brother Pei..." Mao Fei called him sobbing, "Brother Pei, I know...I know..."

Pei Li couldn't help crying anymore, cursed "fuck" in a low voice, raised his hand and grabbed Mao Fei's clothes tightly, and finally let his tears flow to vent.

The weather in the afternoon turned from sunny to cloudy, and the sunlight shone weakly through the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting a soft light, but it couldn't reach the dark corner of the bar.

Pei Li buried his head on Mao Fei's shoulder, his choked sobs slowly turned into heart-wrenching wailing, as if desperate, as if his heart was ashamed.

Mao Fei bit his lips hard, his vision was blurred by water mist, he forced himself not to cry, and only hugged the person in his arms tighter, to let his little brother Pei know that in this For a moment, he still has an embrace that he can vent freely and rely on.

There was desolation in the empty bar.

Pei Li was so sad that he lost his strength, and dragged Mao Fei to slide on the ground together. The two fell into a ball, embarrassed and funny, but Pei Li still refused to let go and lose the hug.

Mao Fei imitated Zhuang Zhou's way of comforting himself, gently scratching Pei Li's hair with his fingertips, and coaxed in a hoarse crying voice: "I won't go, I will stay with you, I will always be with you, I will Not going anywhere."

Pei Li was leaning against the low cabinet of the wine rack, crying so hard that he felt like he was about to vomit. He tried his best to raise his face, and the tears flowed down his neck and then submerged into his collar.

Mao Fei called him cautiously: "Little Brother Pei..."

The two tearful people looked at each other, and Mao Fei was heartbroken. He saw Pei Li wearing a beautiful white shirt, but it was not a white shirt. In his eyes, Pei Li's heart was pierced by a sharp bayonet. In the pool of blood, the gushing blood had already dyed the white shirt into a dazzling scarlet.

Mao Fei wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then held Pei Li's still sobbing face, and wiped away the tears with his warm palm.

He whispered: "Stop crying... okay..."

"Feifei..." Pei Li's eyes were a little dull, he was staring at Mao Fei in a daze, but his eyes were wandering, "I'm leaving..."

Mao Fei said in a hurry, and when he opened his mouth, the tears that had rested for a while lost control again: "Where are you going? Where are you going?!"

Hum promised again: "No matter where you want to go, I will accompany you, I will accompany you."

Pei Li shook his head slightly, he let go of Mao Fei's clothes: "I want to go..."

For a long while, Mao Fei didn't ask any further questions. He was worried and afraid that the place Pei Li wanted to go was a place where he could do nothing to accompany him.

Pei Li's lips trembled slightly, and there was a bitter and salty taste on his lips. He said, "Good boy, we have made up many stories together."

Nuo squeezed to Pei Li's side, Mao Fei hugged Pei Li's arm, and covered the cold hand in his palm, he flattered and said, "Well, we can continue to make up."

"Once upon a time... a long time ago, three or four years ago..." Pei Li choked up, and suddenly gave another wry smile, "What do you think?"

Three or four years.

Mao Fei did not forget that after he met Zhuang Mu for the first time, he stood in the safe stairs of Xingcui Tianye and listened to Pei Li coaxing him: "Stupid or not, my good boy, I don't like him, don't worry about my love , I have no love."

She also told him: "I have slept with Zhuang Mu for three or four years, and I have often heard him talk about his younger brother, who is really worthy of you."

For three or four years, I slept for three or four years.

The sharp bayonet also pierced Mao Fei's heart, and he frowned: "I guess... yes, yes..."

It was the beginning of a sadomasochistic love affair.

It's a pity that in the story of two people, the one who was abused, the one who was greedy, the one who used affection, and the one who got stuck, there was only one person.

Perhaps, it's not even the story of two people, it's just that one person's delusion from beginning to end.

"It's me who wants to go back to the past, three or four years ago," Pei Li murmured, "I want to go to that alley and prevent a cliche encounter."