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

Sickness comes like a mountain falling, like spinning silk.

Although it wasn't really a "disease" in the true sense, Zhan Ziran had a weak foundation, and this time all the original problems were exposed.

His waist and knees were weak, and his eyes were confused. When he called out to him, it took him a long time to respond. Although the few catties of meat he ate did not fall off, they did not swell either.

Early in the morning, Mo Xu opened his eyes, felt the soft embrace in his arms, couldn't help leaving a kiss on the corner of his mouth, the other party opened his eyes in a daze, his limbs stuck together, rubbed against his head, and fell asleep again past.

Tucking the quilt over Zhan Ziran, Mo Xu managed to get away without waking Zhan Ziran up, rubbed his forehead, and went to take a bath.

Zhao Zhiyu waited outside, the two had breakfast and went out.

Zhan Ziran woke up leisurely, and found that the quilt was empty, and his feet were a little cold. He was not very happy, and he groaned and moaned over and over again.

Qi Le was outside listening to the corner, and quickly entered the room: "Master, are you hungry? Today is shredded chicken porridge, do you want me to bring it?"

Zhan Ziran shook his head, struggled to get up, and said to himself that after being nested in the room for so long, he always wanted to see the light.

He got out of bed with vain steps to get dressed, and then slowly moved downstairs.

This felt very wrong. He knew his own situation. Although he was always sick before, it would not be like this.

Take three steps and take a breath, it is even better than Lin Daiyu.

Could it be that after becoming more masculine, I really became Sister Lin?

A few days ago, he thought it was because he and Mo Xu had done some strenuous things, but it has been a few days, and he still looks half-dead.

An idea inevitably came to mind.

Have you got some kind of terminal illness?

As soon as I have this kind of thought, it is like being entangled by vines, watered and fertilized, and it grows crazily in the bottom of my heart.

Is Mo Xu hiding it from himself?

Something was wrong after the last phone call with the doctor, did he know something?

Why hasn't Mo Xu hugged him since the last one?

Is it because I am not strong enough, or Mo Xu can't do it.

Yes, yes.

There is only one answer, what is Mo Xu hiding from himself! !

Zhan Ziran had inquired about Qi Le's tone, but it was obvious that Qi Le didn't know anything about it. After all, this kid's tone was not strict at all.

Then there is Zhao Zhiyu.

On the contrary, Zhao Zhiyu's tone was quite strict, and he could hardly ask any questions.

Then I wanted to ask Du Yunchen, but after three days, I still haven't seen this guy.

Once, I saw him and Qi Le say a few words at the door, and then left.

On the other hand, Qi Le, when he came back, his face was flushed, as if he had been molested by Deng Tuzi.

But Zhan Ziran had something on his mind, so he didn't care so much. After eating, he put on his clothes and prepared to go out.

Although the weather was not as cold as before, it was still freezing outside. As soon as Zhan Ziran put on his clothes, Qi Le stopped him: "Master, where are you going?"

Zhan Ziran: "Lie down all day, I want to have some fun now."

Qi Le: "Master, it's still windy outside, why don't you go out?!"

Zhan Ziran: "Your young master, I am not a little bean sprout, I will fall down when the wind blows."

Qi Le said that he couldn't stand Zhan Ziran, so he had no choice but to put on his coat, prepare a car, and go out with Zhan Ziran.

But they got stuck at the gate.

"Don't let me go out?"

There were a few strangers standing in front of the door, each with big arms and round waists, like thugs asking for debts on the street.

"Master Mo has an order. It's been a mess outside recently. It's best for Master Zhan to stay at the house."

Zhan Ziran is going crazy, what is Mo Xu going to do?

But soon, he calmed down, Mo Xu reconciled with himself that day, and the two of them still shared the joy of fish and water, there is no reason for this.

He was fine last night.

At this time, a black car drove in slowly through the iron gate, and Zhao Zhiyu and Mo Xu got off from above.

Zhan Ziran stopped them both aggressively, as if you were raising a man outside.

Later, Zhan Ziran found out what had happened outside during the few days when he was lazy at home.

"It will be fine in a few days, don't go out for a few days."

It was only then that Qi Le suddenly realized, no wonder he always felt that the number of people in the other building had increased a lot in the past few days. Du Yunchen ran to the other building one after another, bringing people with him.

"That's fine, but I'm really suffocated." Zhan Ziran took off his coat and crawled on the soft sofa.

Qi Le and Zhao Zhiyu disappeared directly into the hall, Mo Xu took off his coat and sat next to Zhan Ziran, coaxing him.

"There's something new out there recently." Mo Xu took the bait.

Zhan Ziran curled his lips, "I can't go out, see, and listen."

"Not busy, I'll make one for you in a few days."

Zhan Ziran became interested, "What? What?"

Mo Xu picked up Zhan Ziran and put it on his lap, twirling his fingertips around his hair, and slowly talked to him.

Recently, a kind of "banquet" has suddenly become popular in Haicheng.

But it is said that it is a banquet, but only literati are accepted.Drink tea, taste articles, and compete in prose.

Therefore, these guests present are all a group of talented scholars, talented women, and great writers.These people either returned from abroad or were tutors of domestic universities.

It has been less than half a month since the establishment of the Appreciation Exchange Meeting, and it is the hottest place in Haicheng's literati circle.

Zhan Ziran was excited: "Really?"

"of course."

Zhan Ziran's mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and he was looking forward to it, but within a few minutes, when Mo Xu came out after changing his indoor clothes, he changed from sunny to cloudy again.

Mo Xu watched Zhan Ziran change his face very quickly, but Zhan Ziran was unwilling to speak, so Mo Xu had no choice but to give up.

After dinner, Zhan Ziran walked around the hall a few times to eat.

He has a plan today, he wants to make an envoy to Mo Xu.

If you ask Mo Xu directly, you will definitely not be able to find out why. Since everything has happened in the past few days, he will pester Mo Xu today. !

Of course, if there were regret pills in the world, Zhan Ziran wouldn't be so stupid to do it.

After all, when he found out, his life fell into doubt.

"Just once! Kidney deficiency? What?!" Zhan Ziran was in disbelief at Mo Xu's answer.

Mo Xu gritted his teeth, holding back the anger of being pulled out, more troublesome than Zhan Ziran.

Yes, just once.

It's like something ashamed, only given one bite, and then cruelly taken away, telling you that you can't move after that.

Let's start, Mo Xu thought, didn't think about it at first, just opened the gift in advance, now it's just going back to the beginning.

But who can resist a slap in the face, especially this Zhan Ziran deliberately flirting.

The two of them tacitly didn't bring up this matter again. Zhan Ziran would keep a distance when they slept together at night, but he always tended to heat and avoid cold, and entangled Mo Xu unknowingly.

After waking up, I always find myself in Mo Xu's arms.

Can't go out these days, Zhan Ziran was fed a lot of medicinal food, food supplements, and expensive ingredients, four or five meals a day, every meal of black-bone chicken soup.

After a few days, Zhan Ziran made a full circle. When Mo Xu hugged him at night, he finally didn't feel so tight, rubbing his chin could pinch some flesh out.

The doctor gave two injections at the door, and these two injections cured the residual toxicity from before.

However, by the way, the doctor also found a little nurse who specializes in food matching, and specially prepared a recipe for Zhan Ziran, and added some auxiliary medicinal food, Zhan Ziran soon no longer had a sore waist and legs.

A week later, he even wanted to perform a backflip.

After another week, everything was calm and Mo Li left the annex. When Zhan Ziran checked the morning newspaper that day, he accidentally saw that Mo Xu had appeared in the newspaper again.

This time the page still occupied most of the page, as if the newspaper's surname was Mo.

This is an invitation to a literary appreciation meeting.

[Invitation Letter of Zhan Ziran and Mo Xu Literary Appreciation Association: Invitation Letter for Literary Appreciation Association held at No. 42 Huacheng Road Annex on March 26th, [-]nd Chinese calendar.Hereby, I would like to inform all literary friends that if you are interested in participating, you can present your essays, poetry collections, novels, newspaper columns, etc. to enter the venue, and all comers will be given generous gifts.Mo Xu and Zhan Ziran Qi. 】

Zhan Ziran stared at the invitation letter, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.