You have the ability to spread rumors, and you have the ability to make fake plays for real.

Mo Xu looked at Zhan Ziran in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"

Zhan Ziran said: "I said it all, lovesickness!"

Qi Le stood on the side with his head lowered, trying to hold back a smile, his shoulders trembled slightly, Zhao Zhiyu was silent, Du Yunchen stared at Zhan Ziran, thinking that he was a man of god.

After a while, Mo Xu turned his head away and said, "Don't make trouble."

Zhan Ziran said, "What's wrong with me?"

Mo Xu: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhan Ziran: "Master Mo is studying abroad, have you never heard of mental illness? I heard that this illness is more difficult to cure than physical illness."

Mo Xu frowned, he actually began to think about its authenticity.

Although Zhan Ziran's disease is mainly a physical problem, but I heard that this mental disease can aggravate the physical disease...

"You..." Mo Xu spoke with deliberation.

At this moment, Zhan Ziran's face was blushing, his eyes were wide open, like a little hamster, he simply put his face on his hips and said with his hands on his hips, "Why, Young Master Mo doesn't believe it?"

Mo Xuduan couldn't believe Zhan Ziran's words, but with Zhan Ziran's appearance, he didn't speak out to expose his lies, but just stared at Zhan Ziran closely, who was so seen that he almost disarmed.

After a while, Mo Xu said: "No matter what the disease is, go see the doctor in a few days."

Zhan Ziran's scalp was numb, "It's really nothing..."

Mo Xu made up his mind, Zhan Ziran couldn't say anything, so he had to take a step back and say no injections.

The charcoal in the stove was almost exhausted, and it was getting dark soon, the wind started to blow again, and everyone returned to the house.

The evening meal was also ordered by Zhao Zhiyu, Zhan Ziran didn't have a good appetite, he ate too much at noon, accumulated food, and in the evening he ate a bowl of noodles cooked in chicken soup, and he was completely full.

In fact, Zhan Ziran didn't eat much at noon, Du Yunchen saw that he ate so little, and sighed: "Master Zhan's food intake is like a kitten, I'm hungry just looking at it."

As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of pork knuckle into his mouth.

Zhan Ziran changed into the suit that Mo Xu had ordered when he took him to the banquet.

After getting in the car, Zhan Ziran was still a little excited. He hadn't gone to a crowded theater to crack sunflower seeds for a long time.

The road was very quiet, and outside the car window were falling snowflakes, which hit the glass and turned into scattered water foam and slender water marks.

Zhan Ziran couldn't help turning his head to look at Mo Xu.

Mo Xu is actually quite thin, but he is thin, tall and strong, especially when Zhan Ziran turned over last night, he felt the disparity in strength.

Speaking of which, when Mo Xu was young, he looked thin and weak, but he looked strong and powerful. Now it is really a turn of events.

He didn't wear a suit today, but a solid-color windbreaker and a thin scarf, which was sent by Zhao Zhiyu this morning. He looked tall and handsome.

Zhan Ziran's scrutiny was too obvious, Mo Xu was originally looking out the window, but now he turned his head.

Although Mo Xu has an expressionless face, is as cold as ever, and seems unapproachable, but now he is probably in a good mood, and his eyes are softer.

His hair was blown away by the cold wind that came in through a gap in the car window, and his hair was scattered on his forehead in a mess, with a softened dazed look in his narrow eyes.

Zhan Ziran murmured involuntarily, "You're still so pretty."

Mo Xu frowned, "What are you doing so stupid?"

Zhan Ziran shook his head, "No, I'll praise you."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Zhao Zhiyu kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, Du Yunchen focused on driving, and Qi Le looked at the scenery outside the window.

The car drove very fast, the snow on the road was cleared, and the road was unimpeded.

Most theater troupes usually open during the day, but this troupe is the No. [-] in Haicheng, so it used the venue of the theater garden. Several wires were pulled in the theater, and a large crystal lamp was hammered in the middle. magnificent.

The theater was full of heat, and Zhan Ziran walked in side by side with Mo Xu, all kinds of eyes cast him along the way.

When the troupe saw Mo Xulai, they immediately went up to greet him. An older man walked over. When Mo Xu saw him, he nodded slightly: "Uncle Chen."

Zhan Ziran glanced at Mo Xu unexpectedly, and then remembered that Mo Xu's mother was the pillar of "Qing Xiuji", so naturally Mo Xu would know the troupe leader.

The two chatted for a while, and the head of the troupe wanted to say something, but he glanced at Zhan Ziran and didn't say anything.

Mo Xu shook his head casually, and led Zhan Ziran up to the second floor. Most of the people who could go to the second floor were dignitaries, so each place was separated by a screen.

The seats are not separated, they are long sofas, tea and snacks are placed on the mahogany table, there are some melon seeds, peanut cold cakes and fruits, Zhan Ziran grabbed a handful of melon seeds and knocked them up.

The melon seeds have a salty scent. After knocking a few times, the lower lip felt numb from the salt, but his mouth still couldn’t stop, so he took a few sips of tea, but his mouth still couldn’t rest, and continued knock.

For those who celebrate the New Year, the operas sung are all festive.

Mo Xu watched the play very seriously and hardly spoke.Zhan Ziran didn't know what to say, so he was quiet.

In fact, Zhan Ziran is not interested in watching plays. Occasionally, he can concentrate a little bit and applaud when there is a play, but otherwise he feels a little boring.

After drinking too much tea, Zhan Ziran started to want to go to the toilet, and held back in his seat for a long time, and finally got up after a play was over.

Mo Xu glanced at him: "Shall I ask Du Yunchen to accompany you?"

Zhan Ziran shook his head, and then said: "I'm not a child, am I still afraid of getting lost?"

Going downstairs, Qi Le was sitting on the side of the stairs, saw Zhan Ziran coming down, and came to accompany him.

After wandering around the theater for a while, I finally found someone to ask for directions. After finishing the performance in a hurry, Zhan Ziran felt relieved, washed his hands and walked out.

Just as they turned a corner and entered the stairs on the second floor closest to the stage, Zhan Ziran bumped into someone.

Zhan Ziran was knocked back two steps, a little dizzy, he recovered and said: "Sorry, but you bumped into it first, so we are all at fault."

He raised his head, and it was a beautiful woman who bumped into him, but the fine lines at the corners of her eyes revealed her age.

"Isn't this Master Zhan? How are you doing recently?"

Does she know me?

Zhan Ziran felt a little strange for no reason. Although he often walked around outside, it was not surprising to know him, but he didn't remember seeing her.

And for some reason, he had some subtle feelings.

Instead of perfunctory, he asked her: "Are you...?"

"You definitely don't remember me. I met you three years ago at the Zhan family's wedding banquet." The woman smiled.

"Wedding banquet?" Zhan Ziran was stunned for a moment.

Zhan Ziran remembered that three and a half years ago, Mr. Zhan married his second wife, the second wife who was now in her natal family.

"Yes, your father's wedding banquet, I remember you were there that day."

But if I remember correctly, my second mother is a daughter of a rich family, and the woman in front of me doesn't look like a daughter of a rich family.

Although Zhan's family has declined and Zhan Ziran has become a poor man, but after more than ten years of rich life, he still knows how to judge people. The woman in front of him doesn't look like a young lady in her whole body.

"Oh, I remember, but there were too many people, I didn't remember you," Zhan Ziran said very bluntly.

"I think so," the woman smiled.

Zhan Ziran thought for a while, and said, "You are here to see the play today, you sit there and I will take you there."

The hostess giggled, "What are you talking about? I acted in the last scene. I just finished washing my makeup and I'm going to help out. There are too many people today, and I'm a bit overwhelmed."

Zhan Ziran didn't watch the previous scene seriously, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Qi Le came over from behind. He was helping Zhan Ziran to go shopping. When he saw the woman, he said, "You...not the one from last time..."

What else did Zhan Ziran want to ask, but someone in front shouted, "Yanhong, come and help serve tea to No. There are still two more scenes, take your time to watch."

Before asking anything, the woman waved her hand and left.

Zhan Ziran was puzzled, but it was hard to catch up. Qi Le just went to buy two bunches of candied haws for Zhan Ziran, and said to the woman's disappearing back, "You look familiar."

Zhan Ziran: "She came to our house to have a wedding banquet, she left, let's go back."

Zhan Ziran returned to the second floor, and Mo Xu was still staring at the stage intently, as if his movements hadn't changed since just now.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Mo Xu turned his head and asked.

Zhan Ziran: "It's a bit far away, where did the show go?"

Mo Xu said, "I don't know."

"Didn't you take it very seriously?" Zhan Ziran was surprised.

"I don't like going to theater," Mo Xu turned his face away, staring at the stage in a daze, as if remembering something.

Zhan Ziran suddenly understood and didn't say anything more. He handed two candied haws in his hand and gave one to Mo Xu: "Eat it or not."

"What do I eat this for?" The candied haws were covered with a layer of crystal syrup, and inside were plump hawthorns. Zhan Ziran ate one in one bite, wrapping a mouthful of seeds.

Mo Xu frowned and took it, holding it in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Zhan Ziran said: "If you don't want to eat, give it to me. I can also eat two skewers."

Mo Xu put the candied haws to his mouth, bit one, and chewed it in his mouth. The well-dressed Mo Xu had a big bump on his cheek, which was inexplicably funny, and Zhan Ziran giggled.

Mo Xu, who finished eating all the candied haws, felt that he was stupid enough to eat candied haws, but seeing Zhan Ziran smiling so happily, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Mo Xu was not too focused in the next few scenes, unlike the previous few scenes.

Zhan Ziran watched Wu Sheng on the stage perform a backflip, which was wonderful, but Mo Xu's face was only light, and he even took a bite of cold cake, which seemed to lack interest.

"This isn't your favorite scene?"

Mo Xu shook his head: "No."

"I also feel a little bored, so I just want to join in the fun and eat."

Mo Xu sat on the side and was in a daze with Mo Xu, peeling peanuts in his hands, eating one for himself, saving one, and giving it to Mo Xu.

Mo Xu stared at the peanut in his hand in a daze: "What are you doing for me?"

Zhan Ziran chewed peanuts and said, "You are half and half, aren't we in love?"

Now that the stage was replaced with beautiful horns, Zhan Ziran became a little interested, and continued to bite the peanut shell while looking at the stage.

After a while, Zhan Ziran suddenly found out that Mo Xu hadn't eaten the peanuts, "What are you doing, return them to me if you don't eat them."

Mo Xu took out a peanut and pointed to the slightly moist place on it, "Zhan Ziran, is this your saliva?"

"..." Zhan Ziran blushed, stretched out his hand and said angrily, "Give it back to me, I will eat it myself."

Mo Xu didn't return it to Zhan Ziran, but ate the peanuts in front of him, and ate them all one by one.

"You..." Zhan Ziran felt his whole body tense up.

Mo Xu sneered: "Didn't you also try the more direct method?"

Zhan Ziran's mouth was dry, "..."

The sofa on the second floor was quite soft, and Zhan Ziran was stuck in it. Because of the heat in the room, he had already taken off his suit, and he was wearing a white shirt inside, with two buttons unbuttoned, exposing a large piece of powdery skin to the air.

Inexplicably, Mo Xu felt himself tense, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked one up, and lit it up.

Zhan Ziran was in his arms yesterday, crawling in like a kitten, his hair was limp, and it was itchy when he rubbed against the tip of his nose.

The body temperature is not too hot, it has always been very mild, and the smell close to it is very fresh, with a faint mixed milk fragrance.

The smoke blurred Mo Xu's sleepy outline, like a dream, and Mo Xu felt better, so he took a deep puff and exhaled white smoke.

Zhan Ziran took a sip of water, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and turned his head to add some tea to Mo Xuye.

The bright yellow light of the crystal lamp hits Mo Xu's outline, as if passing through a layer of brilliance, but Mo Xu is trapped in the smoke, and feels a sense of loneliness inexplicably.

Zhan Ziran suddenly wanted to hug Mo Xu.

Mo Xu was about to finish his cigarette, and there was only one butt left. Just as he took his last puff, Zhan Ziran who was beside him suddenly approached him.

Mo Xu, who just got better, now feels that his throat is even drier after smoking.

Zhan Ziran said, "Is this cigarette easy to smoke?"

Mo Xu glanced at the cigarette butts that were about to burn out on his index finger and middle finger, and asked Zhan Ziran, "Want to smoke?"

Zhan Ziran nodded, like a child exploring new things, staring at him with bright eyes.

Mo Xu sucked the last puff of cigarette into his mouth. Before Zhan Ziran could react, he was attacked by Mo Xu who turned his head sideways and pinned his head.

The smell of tobacco seeped in from the cracks in his lips, Mo Xu deliberately slowed down so as not to choke Zhan Ziran, Zhan Ziran was startled at first and struggled, but the hand behind him firmly held him down.

When Mo Xu's face left, Zhan Ziran still coughed a few times, the corners of his eyes were red, moist, filled with water vapor, as if water would drip out when pinched.

"you you you……"

"Is it good?" Mo Xu's eyes turned red, his mouth was dry, and he said again: "Zhan Ziran, if you don't want me to do something else, just stay away from me."

Zhan Ziran's red eyes gradually widened, and he looked roundly at Mo Xu, "You...I..."

Mo Xu lowered his head, lowered his eyes and said, "If what happened last night happens again, I won't be able to do anything."

"Last night? What did you say...?"

Mo Xu looked at Zhan Ziran, he looked confused, Mo Xu laughed lowly, Zhan Ziran fell asleep and didn't remember anything.

"It's nothing." Mo Xu restrained his expression, "This sofa is very big, don't squeeze me."

Zhan Ziran was confused, a little unconvinced: "I'm going to squeeze you, and, what kind of cigarette was that just now, give me one."

Mo Xu refused, put away the cigarette case: "Don't smoke this thing, it's not a good thing."

Zhan Ziran glared at him: "Then why are you smoking!?"

Mo Xu didn't answer, Zhan Ziran snorted and wanted to grab his cigarette case.

Mo Xu had already put the cigarettes in the inner pocket of his coat, and Zhan Ziran went to fumble in the inner pocket.

The troupe's performance was over, and the people downstairs began to leave. Zhao Zhiyu saw that he hadn't come down for a long time, so he came up, and wanted to ask if there was anything he needed.

The result was this scene.

Zhan Ziran was about to climb onto Mo Xu's body, and he stretched out his hand in Mo Xu's coat for some reason!

Although there is a screen blocking it, other people can't see it, but this is too... bold! ! !

Zhan Ziran rummaged halfway through, and found that the cigarette case was not in the inner pocket of his jacket, only to find that there seemed to be something in his trousers pocket, so he reached out to look for it.

Then... Zhan Ziran stopped looking.

Mo Xu glanced sideways at Zhan Ziran: "Don't look for it anymore?"

Zhan Ziran lowered his eyes and obediently said, "I won't look for it..."

Mo Xu poured a glass of cold Biluochun and drank it all.

Zhan Ziran, who sat back on his seat, saw that the audience was over, but he didn't realize that his face was getting hotter and hotter. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Zhiyu standing beside the screen.

Zhan Ziran's voice was very loud, as if he was trying to cover up his embarrassment: "Zhao Zhiyu, when did you come! Why don't you make a sound!"

Zhao Zhiyu said in his heart, I have come a long time ago!But I dare not speak out! !