fierce dog

When Mo Dong returned to the company, there was no one in the office. He either went to the cafeteria to eat or went downstairs without even turning on the lights.

After almost an hour, people came back one after another.

The usually noisy office has become a bit strange today, no one talks, only frequent exchange of eyes.

Mo Dong knew it was because of him, what he said to Chen Ran on the street at noon was heard, and it should have spread throughout the company by now.

He doesn't care, as long as it doesn't involve work, other people don't care about pointing at him, anyway, he will lose interest anyway, as long as he endures this period of time.

When it was time to get off work, under the probing eyes of others, Mo Dong walked out of the company.

Today is Mo Xiangqiang's birthday. Since last week, Mo Xiangqiang has been calling to ask him to go home for dinner.

"Xiaodong," Mo Xiangqiang called again just as he walked halfway, "Are you off work?"

Mo Dong pursed his lower lip, looked up at the familiar supermarket not far away: "Get off, it's almost here."

"Okay," Mo Xiangqiang said on the phone, "By the way, you remember to bring back a bottle of soy sauce, the one at home is used up."

"Okay." Mo Dong hung up the phone and just walked to the door of the supermarket.

The golden retriever hadn't seen Mo Dong for a long time, at this moment he suddenly saw Mo Dong's figure jumping up from the ground excitedly, frantically wagging his tail at him.

Mo Dong walked over and touched it, feeling better, lowered his head and asked softly, "Is your brother there?"

After he finished speaking, he took a careful look into the store. It was Li Yan who was watching the store, but Song Zhou was not there.

He heaved a sigh of relief, although yesterday after eating instant noodles and hot pot with Song Zhou, he felt a little bit like laughing away at the enmity, but neither of them could laugh. The enmity is gone, but they can't become friends either.

After playing with the golden retriever for a few minutes, Mo Dong stepped into the store, took a bottle of soy sauce from the shelf, and walked to the cashier to pay.

Li Yan didn't know what she was looking at on the phone. Mo Dong called her several times before she reached out and took the soy sauce and scanned it: "11 yuan nine."

"Take two more sausages." Mo Dong paid 21 yuan.

Li Yan casually skewered two skewers of grilled sausages and handed them to Mo Dong, as if impatient, he didn't even apply the chili pepper.

Mo Dong didn't pay attention, took the sausage and walked out of the shop with the soy sauce in his arms.

Mo Dong had never looked at Li Yan carefully every time he came to the store before, the two of them only exchanged a few sentences when buying sausages, and had no sense of presence at other times.

But it may be because of the recent contact with Song Zhou, and the time he met at school before, Mo Dong suddenly discovered that Song Zhou and Li Yan look alike, and their facial features are equally exquisite.

Li Yan doesn't pay much attention to dressing up, she always dresses casually, and even her hair is randomly put together, so it is difficult for ordinary people to associate her with a beauty.But as long as she dresses up a bit, and removes the wrinkles and bags under the eyes that show the tired years on her face, she should also be amazingly beautiful.

At least when she was young, she was definitely a beauty.

Mo Dong walked back slowly after feeding the golden retriever sausage, thinking of Song Zhou in his heart.

I don't know how Song Zhou explained the newly added wound to his family. Anyway, he felt a little headache when he thought that Mo Xiangqiang would definitely ask questions when he got home.

If it was a fight, Mo Xiangqiang would definitely be scared, because he has never fought with others since he was a child, and he has always been a good boy.

But looking for other reasons, I really can't think of any good ones for a while.

Taking the soy sauce into the house, Mo Xiangqiang, as expected, didn't even have time to get the soy sauce, and started whining about the wound on Mo Dong's face, and hurriedly went to disinfect it with iodine.

"No need, Dad, I've already been sterilized this morning." Mo Dong wanted to stop Mo Xiangqiang's movements.

"That doesn't work either. You need to sterilize it a few more times, and it won't be good if you get infected." Mo Xiangqiang took out the medicine box, forced Mo Dong to sit on the sofa, and applied the medicine to him with his own hands, "You are What happened? Does it hurt?"

Cao Lu watched coldly from the side, dissatisfied with Mo Xiangqiang's appearance of caring for his son, and simply out of sight and out of mind, turned and went back to the house.

"It just... accidentally knocked on it." Mo Dong casually perfunctory.

Mo Xiangqiang frowned, apparently not believing it, and raised his hand to touch the bruise on Mo Dong's neck: "Can you still make it like this?"

At this time, Mo Tian came back from the outside, put down his schoolbag and saw Mo Dong on the sofa, first called out "Brother" happily, and when he saw the wound on Mo Dong's face, he was surprised: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that Chen Ran beat you?" is you?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiangqiang immediately stopped applying the medicine, turned around and asked Mo Tian, ​​"Chen Ran? What does this have to do with him?"

Mo Tian stood there a little hesitant, glanced at the silent Mo Dong, and said with some uncertainty: "Brother recently broke up with Chen Ran, because Chen Ran has come to my school to look for me several times. ..”

Mo Xiangqiang never thought that the wound on Mo Dong's face was actually hit by Chen Ran. When Chen Ran came to the house before, he looked like a very polite young man, why did he still hit him?

He turned his head and confirmed to Mo Dong with a serious expression in an instant: "Chen Ran really hit you? What happened to the breakup?"

Mo Dong raised his head and glanced at Mo Tian. He didn't plan to mention Chen Ran, but he didn't expect Mo Tian to say it first.

"Hurry up and talk!" Mo Xiangqiang became anxious, his tone full of anger, "Chen Ran even went to school to harass Xiaotian, what happened to you, why are you suddenly breaking up?"

"It's not that I want to break up, it's that Chen Ran insists on breaking up with me." Mo Dong retracted his gaze and said in a casual tone.

Mo Tian on the side was stunned when he heard it, and wanted to interrupt Mo Dong: "Brother——"

Mo Dong ignored him, and continued: "Chen Ran broke up with me and then regretted it, so he came to my company to find me, and then we had some disputes..."

After speaking, Mo Dong looked up at Mo Tian, ​​and smiled: "Chen Ran said you told him the address, didn't you?"

Mo Xiangqiang also turned his head to look at Mo Tian at this time, frowning: "Did you tell Chen Ran?"

"I..." Mo Tian's original plan didn't include Mo Dong being injured, so he was at a loss.

Seeing that Mo Tian didn't speak, Mo Xiangqiang became angry: "Xiaodong is your brother, how can you help outsiders? Now that Chen Ran injured your brother, what are you going to do!"

Mo Tian has never been yelled at by Mo Xiangqiang since he was a child, and he felt aggrieved: "I didn't know Chen Ran would do it..."

I swear to him, he really didn't know that Chen Ran would be so crazy that he dared to hit Mo Dong so hard.

"You don't know! Then you can't tell him everything!" Mo Xiangqiang said to Mo Tian with hatred, "What are you talking about about the two of them, you don't even ask your brother, Just tell him everything. Today, he just moved his hands. What if he wants to mess up Xiaotian's work another day? Can you take responsibility?"

Cao Lu was lying in the room watching TV dramas, but when she heard the news of Mo Tian's return, she got up and came out. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she saw Mo Xiangqiang scolding her son.

"Mo Xiangqiang, what are you doing!" She yelled at Mo Xiangqiang.

Mo Xiangqiang, who was still furious just now, turned his head and saw Cao Lu turn off the fire in an instant, and his voice lowered a few degrees: "It's nothing..."

With someone to back him up, Mo Tian immediately blushed, and said in an aggrieved voice: "Mom, don't blame Dad, I did something wrong..."

Seeing Mo Tian's appearance, Cao Lu's heart ached so badly, she raised her eyebrows and glared at Mo Xiangqiang angrily: "Okay, Mo Xiangqiang, you have grown up now, and you dare to vent your anger on my son!"

"I didn't vent my anger on Xiaotian," Mo Xiangqiang sighed, and said in a muffled voice, "It was Xiaotian who told Chen Ran the address of Xiaodong's company on his own initiative, which made Xiaodong hurt..."

Cao Lu's momentum remained undiminished, and she said to Mo Xiangqiang in a protective manner: "Then what's the matter with Guan Xiaotian? He is a prophet who can predict that Mo Dong will be injured? If you love your son, you love your son. Don't take your anger on my son!"

"I'm not venting my anger..." Facing Cao Lu, Mo Xiangqiang never moved, and said nicely, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't be angry."

Cao Lu snorted coldly, walked over and touched Mo Tian's face tenderly: "Baby son, go back to the room and change clothes, and come out to eat later."

Mo Tian nodded obediently, and replied: "Okay."

When Mo Tian returned to the room, Cao Lu turned her head angrily and glared at Mo Xiangqiang again.

Mo Xiangqiang smiled awkwardly, and quickly said, "I made your favorite dish today, and there is still rice wine in the refrigerator, shall I get it out for you?"

Cao Lu said nothing with a cold face, Mo Xiangqiang hurriedly got up and went to the refrigerator to get rice wine.

Mo Dong sat alone on the sofa, waiting for Mo Xiangqiang to enter the kitchen, looking up at Cao Lu in front of him.

"You..." Cao Lu's voice paused, "Is the injury on your face not serious?"

Mo Dong shook his head, "It's okay, it's not serious."

Cao Lu rarely gets along with Mo Dong alone, and doesn't have much to say. She coughed uncomfortably, and said, "Xiao Tian definitely didn't do it on purpose, so don't take it to heart. Let your dad buy you some medicine later. , be careful not to leave a scar."

Mo Dong smiled: "I don't blame Xiaotian, he also has good intentions."

After a pause, he said again: "Did you take the mid-term exam a few days ago? Xiaotian's grades should have come down, I don't know where he got in this exam."

As soon as this was mentioned, Cao Lu's face instantly became ugly.

Ever since he was in the third year of high school, Song Zhou, who suddenly transferred to Song Zhou, snatched No. 1 in his grades.

You must know that Mo Dong was always No.1 when he was in school, Cao Lu didn't want to let others have the opportunity to say that Mo Dong is not as good as Mo Dong.

"Mo Tian!" Cao Lu turned around angrily and pushed open the door of Mo Tian's room, "Why didn't you tell me that your school took the exam?"

Mo Tian whispered something back, but Mo Dong couldn't hear clearly while sitting on the sofa.

Cao Lu continued to question: "How many people have passed the test this time? What about the test papers, let me have a look!"

The half-painted bottle of povidone iodine on the table in the living room was left open, and no one paid attention to it, and no one took care of it.

Mo Dong stared at it quietly, then suddenly leaned over and reached out to screw its cover on.

In fact, there is no difference between them, the noise around them has nothing to do with them, he and it are both existences that are put aside and forgotten.

It's just that the pill bottle doesn't have emotions, but he does.

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update the day after tomorrow