fierce dog

Mo Dong lay on the bed for a while, and couldn't help getting up again to look down from the window.

Song Zhou was still standing there.

How long are we going to stay in such a cold day?

Now he can't wait to go down and kick Song Zhou, making him go home immediately.

Forget it, it's always going to go anyway, it's nothing more than the difference between being frozen three-percent hard and seven-percent hard.

Mo Dong lay back on the bed again, forcing himself to fall asleep quickly.

12 o'clock.The quilt on the bed was lifted, and Mo Dong stood in front of the window again in his pajamas.

1 o'clock.Mo Dong turned off all the lights in the house, and even unplugged the water heater in the kitchen.

2:[-].Mo Dong stood in front of the window, quietly watching the figure downstairs.

3 points.Mo Dong got up from the bed for the last time. At this time, there was nothing downstairs except stray cats passing by occasionally.He drew the curtains and lay back on the bed, thinking he would fall asleep soon.

4 points.

5 points.

6 points.

7 o'clock.Mo Dong opened his eyes to welcome the first ray of light in the morning.

Sighing silently, he got up from the bed resignedly.There are still many things to do today, and there is no time to catch up on sleep.

He had already promised in front of Song Zhou yesterday, so he needs to start looking for a job from today, otherwise he will have to drink the northeast wind for the past two months.

Fortunately, there is still some severance pay from the former company left in his wallet, which is enough to support him through this month, but it will be difficult to say next month.

A few days ago, Mo Dong had submitted a round of resumes online, and was planning to make an appointment for an interview after Song Zhou's mock exam was over.

After a few phone calls, two companies made an appointment for an interview today, and another made an appointment for tomorrow.

He took out the suitcase from the corner, found out his only formal suit, took it out and put it on.

The interview time is about 9:2 am and [-]:[-] pm. There is still plenty of time, so you can have breakfast before going there.

Mo Dong ate a bowl of wontons at the breakfast shop downstairs, and then got on the bus to his destination according to the route he checked.

Although the interview didn't take much time, it can be solved in half an hour, but with the round trip, waiting and eating time, Mo Dong still spent almost a whole day, and it was already 5 p.m. when he returned home Clicked.

He fell on the bed a little tired. He didn't sleep well last night, and he ran outside for a day today. He was so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger.

Finding a job is much more difficult than going to work. It was the same when looking for a job when you just graduated. Mo Dong interviewed at least two companies every day. He ran like this for a week or two in a row, but there were still only a handful of offers he got in the end. .

Perhaps in the future workplace, personal ability will be valued more than academic qualifications, but fresh graduates like him, without any work experience, the only advantage is their own diploma.Without this, he can only hit the wall back and forth.

There are not so many opportunities in this society for you to show your ability. If you lose from the beginning, you will often lose all the way.

Mo Dong knew this all too well.

After about a week, I finally got an offer from a company with decent conditions. Although the salary is not high enough, the advantage is that the work is relatively easy, and I can work from [-] to [-] and take weekends off.

Mo Dong, who had already made up his mind to leave in two months, was naturally not demanding, so he quickly accepted the offer and agreed to start the job next week.

After solving the problem of survival, he was finally relieved, and he could calm down and think about his future plans.

Song Zhou hasn't come to look for him in the past few days, maybe because he has figured it out, or because he is disheartened.

It's also normal, it's normal for a little boy to have high self-esteem, be rejected by one person one after another, and never want to see him again.

Before leaving, the only thing Mo Dong was worried about was Song Zhou. Now that Song Zhou's problem was solved, he was completely relieved.

Before that... half a month ago, he sent a letter from the courier downstairs. The content was all written by him, but the last name was not his.

This letter was addressed to Chen Ran, in Mo Tian's tone.

Mo Dong used to help Mo Tian with his homework too often before, so he was very familiar with Mo Tian's handwriting, and he could roughly imitate a seventy-eighth image. Even Mo Xiangqiang couldn't tell the difference.

Mo Dong didn't forget what happened after meeting Chen Ran by chance in a hot spring hotel a few months ago, he was always thinking about how to get revenge.

So he thought of Chen Ran's parents. From the last time he was at the hot spring hotel, he could see that Chen Ran was very afraid of being known as gay by others, especially his parents.

To kill a person is to punish one's heart, to deal with a person, of course one has to choose his softest ribs to attack.

Just like Mo Tian splashed dirty water on Song Zhou back then, they should now taste what it's like to be called pedophiles.

So Mo Dong wrote a love letter in Mo Tian's tone and sent it to Chen Ran's home. Unsurprisingly, Chen Ran's mother would get the love letter and unpack it for inspection.

The letter will contain the whole process of Mo Tian and Chen Ran from acquaintance to falling in love, as well as all information about Mo Tian, ​​so Chen Ran's mother can easily know Mo Tian's school and address.

She is not a simple person, unlike Li Yan, she will handle things beautifully to the extent that Mo Dong is satisfied.

******

A few days later, Mo Dong thought that Song Zhou would never show up again, and he was ready to leave directly after two months of work, but at night there was a familiar sound of opening the door.

He got up from the bed, walked to the living room, and saw Song Zhou walking in from the door with a thermal bag as he always did before, and said to him without changing his expression, "I made sweet and sour pork ribs."

"What?" Mo Dong was a little dazed.

Song Zhou put the sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, and brought out a stir-fried cabbage from the thermal bag.

——Because Mo Dong doesn't like to eat green vegetables, so before every time he cooks, he will make an extra stir-fried vegetables, and if he doesn't eat vegetables, he won't eat meat.

"Why did you come here?" Mo Dong finally digested the fact that Song Zhou had suddenly appeared, looked him up and down several times, but found nothing unusual.

Song Zhou asked back: "Can't I come?"

"No." Mo Dong paused, "I thought you wouldn't come here again."

Song Zhou didn't speak, he pulled away a chair close to Mo Dong and said, "Sit."

Mo Dong obediently sat on it, and Song Zhou handed him the chopsticks again: "Eat."

In fact, Mo Dong had already had dinner at night, but at this time, facing his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, he couldn't help being tempted, and opened his index finger wide.

Song Zhou sat next to him, watching him quietly, until Mo Dong finished destroying a whole box of sweet and sour pork ribs before saying: "I will not do any more behaviors in the future."

Mo Dong, who was wiping his mouth with a piece of paper, paused and looked up at him.

"Before I thought you just needed time to digest, but now you won't." Song Zhou said with lowered eyes, "From now on, we will get along like friends until the college entrance examination is over."

Mo Dong didn't expect Song Zhou to want to leave in just a week, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Zhou raised his eyes: "But it doesn't mean I don't like you anymore, I will always like you, but I won't tell you again, and I won't ask for your response anymore."

The room became silent, Mo Dong didn't speak, just looked at Song Zhou.

Song Zhou avoided his gaze, got up and cleaned up the debris on the table, and put the empty box back into the thermal bag.

After doing all this, he said softly, "I'm leaving."

"Wait." Mo Dong stopped him.

Song Zhou turned around, Mo Dong asked him: "You came here today just to talk about this?"

"No." Song Zhou said, "And to bring you sweet and sour pork ribs."

Mo Dong stood up, walked up to Song Zhou, looked at his face, and suddenly remembered the scene when they first met.

At that time, he never thought that now Song Zhou would become the only one who firmly chose him in his unpopular life.

But how long can this love last?

Mo Dong suddenly felt that his heart was being pulled, and he couldn't breathe for a while, and he took a few moments to recover: "Don't waste time on me, you and I are not in the same world at all."

"Why not?" Song Zhou said calmly but firmly, "You once said that I have no one to love, and you have no one to love. Isn't that considered a match?"

"That's what I said wrong. In the future, you will meet many people who love you. You are different from me."

"I don't need other people to love me."

"I won't say that when I meet you in the future. You just haven't experienced the feeling of being loved yet."

"I--"

Familiar dialogue, the same repetition, Mo Dong didn't want to argue endlessly with Song Zhou again and again.

These words have been said between them many times, but each time it ended without a problem, what difference can this time make?

So he stopped and interrupted Song Zhou directly: "Stop talking, I've heard enough."

He had indeed heard enough and didn't want to hear any more.

"I've found a job and I'll start working next week. I'll get busy then, and you don't have to come and deliver food to me anymore. The new company has a cafeteria, and I'll come back after eating every day."

Mo Dong directly issued the order to evict the guest: "You go, I'm sleepy and going to sleep."

Song Zhou pursed his lips, suddenly aggrieved.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Dong with some stubbornness: "Just think what you said is right, we are different, and I will meet many people who love me in the future. Does that mean that if you don't have me, you will have no one?" In love?"

Mo Dong didn't speak.

Song Zhou resisted the churning emotions in his heart, and said to him word by word: "Obviously you are the same to me, why do you refuse to admit it. You always said that you stayed because you were afraid that I would not do well in the college entrance examination. You said that no matter what the situation is, I will try my best to take the exam. So are you really worried about my college entrance examination, or do you just use it as an excuse not to leave?"

As if being poked into something, Mo Dong suddenly became irritable, pointed in the direction of the door, and expelled Song Zhou again: "You go now!"

"I won't go." Song Zhou stood firmly on the spot, staring at Mo Dong, "Would you do the same to other people? Buy him thick clothes if he's cold, and buy a refrigerator full of meat if he doesn't feel fat. And buying a thick mattress because the bed is too hard, would you do that to anyone?

"Our hearts are connected, and you know that too."

Song Zhou stubbornly and firmly promised Mo Dong for the first and last time:

"I know what you're worried about, but I'm different from everyone else, and I won't change."

The author says:

Xiao Zhouzhou has confessed so many times, Dongdong should be tempted... (Old mother's worry)

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