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

Zhan Ziran was taller than Mo Xu before, and thought he would maintain his momentum, but after Mo Xu left, he started to slow down, and it became short in the first two years.

Now it seems that Mo Xu is the exact opposite of him.

Trapped between the wall and Mo Xu, Zhan Ziran was almost completely wrapped by him. He used both hands and feet to separate the two of them.

"What are you doing, get out of the way!" Zhan Ziran realized that he was useless, and Mo Xu was like a wall.

Mo Xuren Zhan Ziran struggled, and after a while, Zhan Ziran found that he couldn't move, so he gradually became less intense.

But Mo Xu didn't move, the two just stood there quietly for a few minutes.

Zhan Ziran drank and didn't fall asleep in the car just now. He was very sleepy, let alone vomited.

Without any warning, Mo Xu retreated a little, but did not let Zhan Ziran go directly.

Zhan Ziran's careful heart slowed down a little because Mo Xu retreated a little.

Mo Xu still pressed his shoulder against the wall, and the cold wall conveyed a little bit of coolness.

Zhan Ziran felt that he was extremely sleepy and tired. If he hadn't been pressed on his shoulders, he might have slipped straight down.

"You...why did you drop out of school? You obviously like reading," the ending trembled a little, appearing weak.

Zhan Ziran's eyelids kept twitching, causing his eyelashes to tremble.

Mo Xu stared at Zhan Ziran, slowly let go of his arm, pushed away two steps, and said in a deep voice: "It has nothing to do with you, you can go to sleep."

Zhan Ziran opened his eyes wide, Mo Xu retreated too quickly, a little surprised.

"Oh……"

Zhan Ziran wanted to say something, but he glanced at Mo Xu, the expression on his face was frightening, and he didn't dare to continue speaking.

Zhan Ziran turned around and took two steps, but did not hear footsteps behind him.

Mo Xu hasn't left yet.

Walk again, still did not go.

Zhan Ziran looked back at Mo Xu.

The dim wall light was mottled, Mo Xu turned his back to Zhan Ziran, he almost melted into the darkness, the light scattered on his coat, vaguely, as if being sucked into the abyss.

Zhan Ziran stood where he was, gathered his courage, and walked towards Mo Xu.

Every step was a bit difficult, Zhan Ziran didn't have much strength until now.

Thin white fingers grabbed the corner of Mo Xu's silk clothes, Mo Xu turned his head, frowned, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhan Ziran swallowed, his throat rolling: "You can accompany me."

Mo Xu didn't seem to understand: "What?"

Zhan Ziran went all out: "I'm afraid of the dark, can I sleep in the room with you?"

There was a long silence.

When Zhan Ziran felt that he was almost scared by the suffocating atmosphere and turned around to run away, Mo Xu turned his head slowly.

Mo Xu gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, he suspected that there was something wrong with his mind: "What did you say?"

Zhan Ziran bit his head: "I said, I'm afraid of the dark, can I have a room with you? Didn't we stay up all night when we were studying? In your room..."

"Afraid of the dark?" Mo Xu seemed to have heard some big joke, to the point of laughing out of anger, "I have pulled several wires here, if you are afraid of the dark, turn on the light."

Zhan Ziran: "..."

Mo Xu suddenly smiled, and that smile made Zhan Ziran's scalp go numb, hesitating whether to withdraw his hand.

Mo Xu lowered his head and stared at Zhan Ziran's outstretched hand, recalling the feeling of Zhan Ziran's fingertips after he crushed the wine glass earlier.

Mo Xu said in a low voice, "Or, do you really want to realize the last item?"

Zhan Ziran's scalp was numb, and his legs felt weak along the way. Just when he was about to let go of Mo Xu's clothes, Mo Xu suddenly raised his head and frowned: "Is this how you make a living?"

Zhan Ziran raised his lowered head instantly, and just stared at Mo Xu in a daze.

That's right, I made Mo Xu notorious by myself, why would Mo Xu still be like him before.

Zhan Ziran suddenly raised a big smile, and he said: "Yes, Young Master Mo may not know, it's very hard to make a living, nodding and bowing all day long, recently my waist hurts a bit."

Zhan Ziran didn't know what he was talking about.

Mo Xu frowned even more, and stared at Zhan Ziran. Zhan Ziran's beautiful eyes were dark and he couldn't see anything.

Zhan Ziran let go of Mo Xu's clothes, "I'm sleepy, go back to sleep first."

Zhan Ziran turned around.

Mo Xu said, "Aren't you afraid of the dark? Are you not afraid now?"

Zhan Ziran said softly, "I'll sleep with the light on."

Mo Xu didn't continue to speak, but Zhan Ziran paused and continued to walk.

Mo Xu stared at Zhan Ziran's figure and disappeared into the corridor, until the sound of closing the guest room door, his expression slowly became expressionless.

Zhan Ziran seemed to have used all his strength to keep from slumping in the corridor, extremely sleepy and tired.

It's just that his body was too dirty, and he disliked himself, so he had to hold his breath and took a nightgown to take a bath.

The bathroom in Mo's Annex is also extremely luxurious. The bathtub is connected to this pipe to continuously maintain the hot water in the bathtub.

There is a big mirror in the center, a full-length mirror, and Zhan Ziran saw himself.

The clothes are so messed up, and the hair is even more knotted, how embarrassing it is, how embarrassing it is.

Zhan Ziran could hardly look directly at himself.

After taking off his clothes, Zhan Ziran took a bath, the slightly scalding hot water made Zhan Ziran's skin warm red, and his face was also rosier, leaving him from the pale and weak appearance before.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, but Zhan Ziran felt stagnant in his chest, unable to get up or down.

Mo Xu, why did he become like this?

Zhan Ziran raised his head, his bangs were lifted up, wet, revealing a large smooth forehead.

He slowly closed his eyes for nearly a minute before opening them.

He remembered that the first two years when Mo Xu went to study abroad, he was fine, and he inquired about Mo Xu's recent situation from the housekeeper from time to time.

At that time, the housekeeper sent Mo Xu a letter from home, and Mo Xu would send it back.

He clearly remembered that Mo Xu would write down his school affairs in detail in his home letters, big and small.

But in these things, nothing is bad.

He will not say that he has conflicts with his classmates, nor will he say whether the dormitory is good to live in, whether the food is used to it, or whether it is difficult to communicate in language.

He will only report good news but not bad news.

He will say that he has made foreign friends, he will say that he has eaten miraculous food, and he will say that he has improved.

That's why Zhan Ziran was so surprised. How could Mo Xu, who was a little cautious in his actions at the beginning, become like this.

No, there were letters from home in the third year, but there were fewer letters in the second half of the year.

That's right, about the end of the third year.

Zhan Ziran's mind was a little confused, and he remembered things intermittently, and his temples hurt like needles when he thought of this.

Later, later, Zhan Ziran's mother passed away...

At this point, his memory began to become a little fuzzy.

Thinking to no avail, Zhan Ziran had no choice but to stop thinking temporarily, and slowly got up from the bathtub.

When going to bed at night, Zhan Ziran tossed and turned. Although he was extremely sleepy, he couldn't sleep well.

His dream this year has caught up with the first half of his life.

In a trance, I went back to the time when my mother was still there, as if I was a child, when I went to and from school, I stopped by the side of the road to eat pancakes, I went to Mo Xu’s home in the middle of the night to copy my homework, and during the day Mo Xu called me out of bed with dark circles under my eyes.

Mo Xu shouted: "Zhan Ziran, if you don't get up again, I won't copy my homework for you."

Zhan Ziran opened his mouth to answer, but immediately after, the dream changed instantly.

Back on the way home from that speech, Qi Le ran nervously, and then he was in trouble one after another.

The mother seemed to have taken away all the good luck accumulated by Zhan Ziran.

Zhan Ziran frowned, and layers of nightmares struck.

However, in the second half of the night, I suddenly stopped having any dreams.

Vaguely, a little fragrance suppressed all the hustle and bustle through the dream.

It seems like a dream is also a dream.

Nothing at all.

sleepy.

No dreams in the second half of the night.

Mo Xu couldn't sleep, but it was too late, and he couldn't call Zhao Zhiyu to his face, and ask Zhan Ziran how he "made a living".

Zhan Ziran didn't wake up until noon. When he woke up, he was a little dazed, because he rarely slept until noon recently. Because he had a lot of things on his mind, he would wake up naturally as soon as the sun came out.

When Zhan Ziran got dressed and went out, Zhao Zhiyu was busy upstairs.

Zhao Zhiyu held the piece in his hand, pushed his glasses and said, "Master Zhan, how did you sleep last night?"

Zhan Ziran stretched his waist: "Well, I slept very well, I haven't slept so soundly for a long time."

Zhao Zhiyu said: "That's how it is. Early in the morning, someone outside the hall came looking for you. I told you that you were still sleeping. He didn't believe me. He insisted on waiting. I don't know if this will still be here."

Zhan Ziran knew that it must be Qi Le, so he said to Zhao Zhiyu: "Then he probably came to me for something, is he still at the door?"

Turn around and go out.

Zhao Zhiyu said gently: "You wait here, the door is strangely far away, and it's cold, I'll let someone go and have a look, if he is here, let him bring it in."

Zhan Ziran paused, thinking that it was quite a long way to the gate, and it was cold outside. The most important thing was that Zhao Zhiyu was probably speaking politely, but he was actually worried that he would just run away.

Thinking of this, he retracted his foot and said, "Okay."

Qi Le didn't leave, but stood at the door grabbing a piece of pancake to eat.

Qi Le didn't believe what Mo's servant said at all, how could Zhan Ziran not get up?

Since taking over the mess of Zhan's family, Zhan Ziran got up early every day, unless he was sick, it wasn't hard work, it was just that he couldn't sleep well.

He didn't believe Zhan Ziran's nonsense, he had already started to think in his heart, if Zhan Ziran was really stopped by Mo Xu, should he go to the newspaper office or the police station.

Just as he nibbled off the pancake for the last time, the door opened.

He looked up, his expression froze for a moment, and he said after a long time, "Du Yunchen, why are you here?"

Zhan Ziran waited for a while, Qi Le came in, with his head down, the man who brought him in looked a little angry.

Qi Le looked unhappy.

What happened?

What can happen tonight?

Did it get rumored that he took Mo Xu's car last night?

Zhan Ziran took him back to the room where he slept last night, and the man who was following Qi Le nodded at him and left.

Zhan Ziran confirmed that the person had left before asking.

Qi Le shook his head, said nothing happened, and then said that he thought something happened to Zhan Ziran.

Zhan Ziran said vicissitudes: "I'm fine..."

Qi Le: "You didn't return at night, and someone else made the call on your behalf. How can I rest assured?"

Zhan Ziran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that something happened to the shop.

He thought for a while and asked, "Are there any new rumors outside?"

Qi Le shook his head: "There are no rumors, young master, when are you going home?"

Zhan Ziran was choked by the question, he thought of what Mo Xu said last night, and Zhao Zhiyu's performance today, and he might not be able to go back for the time being.

Seeing that Zhan Ziran didn't answer, he asked again: "Master, did you spend the night here last night?"

Zhan Ziran rolled his eyes: "Didn't I spend the night here and sleep on the street?"

He coughed lightly, and found an excuse: "Last night, I drank too much. Young Master Mo happened to be driving, so he gave me a lift. Then I went crazy with alcohol. There was nothing I could do, so he brought me here."

"Then you and him..."

Zhan Ziran interrupted him: "I slept in this room last night!"

Qi Le looked around the room suspiciously, but didn't see anything that he couldn't look directly at.

Zhan Ziran was angry, "How can you still not know me?"

Qi Le complained, she was only worried when she knew about it.

Qi Le urged Zhan Ziran to go home quickly.

Zhan Ziran only said that he was a guest here, and he had to talk to the owner when he left, otherwise it would be impolite.

With that said, Mo Xu came back.

The car outside drove directly into the door, Zhan Ziran saw it from the window, and when he went downstairs, he happened to run into Mo Xu who was entering the door.

When Mo Xu came back from the outside, there was still a bit of cold wind on his body, and he was full of hostility. For some reason, he knew that they were standing at the window looking at him. Seeing him, Qi Le's legs almost went limp.

Zhan Ziran didn't feel weak in his legs, but felt weak in his waist.

As soon as he entered the door, he took off his coat casually, and the concierge immediately took it and hung up the coat without stopping.

Zhan Ziran strengthened his courage, held himself up, and said, "Master Mo, my bookboy came to look for me. I was disturbed a lot last night, and I'm about to go back."

Mo Xu raised his eyebrows, Zhan Ziran was thinking of Amitabha Buddha.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xu agreed easily, and said that he would go to a suit shop to order a suit in the next two days.

Zhan Ziran was stunned for a while, he didn't expect it to be so easy.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but felt uncomfortable.

Qi Le didn't know Zhan Ziran's feelings, so he went to call a rickshaw with a happy face.

Zhan Ziran stood at the door and waited for Qi Le to call a rickshaw, while Mo Xu lit a cigarette and stood beside him.

When the rickshaw arrived, Qi Le waved at the door.

Zhan Ziran nodded, said "I'll go first" to Mo Xu beside him, and then walked towards the door.

As he was walking, Zhan Ziran suddenly turned around.

Mo Xu hadn't left yet, smoking a cigarette, his handsome face was somewhat indistinct in the smoke.

Zhan Ziran panicked for no reason.

He suddenly asked, "Mo Xu, will you go abroad again when you come back this time?"

The cigarette Mo Xu was holding suddenly became brighter, he exhaled and said slowly, "Not sure."

Zhan Ziran lowered his eyes, paused for a few seconds, said oh, and turned around.

Just when Zhan Ziran was about to walk out of the range where Mo Xu's voice could be heard, he suddenly heard his voice behind him: "Master Zhan really wants to make a living with me, so you might as well give it a try."

Qi Le waved his hand and called his voice, but Zhan Ziran couldn't hear clearly, the cold wind came in from the bottom of his trousers, Zhan Ziran was cold all over his body.