fierce dog

Mo Dong felt like he was crazy.

Not because of anything else, but because Song Zhou said that he will not change.

He stood there, staring at Song Zhou blankly.

"I'm done." Song Zhou said.

".....Oh."

Song Zhou pursed his lips, turned around, reached out and pressed the doorknob.

The moment he just stepped out the door, Mo Dong suddenly came back to his senses and called him: "Song Zhou."

Song Zhou's figure paused, but he didn't turn around.

As if mustering up a lot of courage, Mo Dong said slowly: "Just let it be."

Let nature take its course.That was the best answer he could give.

Maybe this time it will still be the same as before, with an unsatisfactory ending.Or maybe it will be different.

But if it was Song Zhou, he thought he could gamble again.

The night was finally deep, and the boy left with a satisfactory answer, his steps were brisk, as if the surroundings were not a dark night, but a bright day full of hope.

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"Hello." Mo Dong whispered with the phone between his shoulders, "I don't work overtime today, um, it's still 6 o'clock."

While on the phone, he found the one he needed from the messy documents in front of him.

"Okay, stop talking, I'm going to the meeting." He hung up the phone, threw the phone on the table, and trotted into the meeting room with the documents in his arms.

This is the fourth week of Mo Dong's employment. He has adapted very well, and he quickly got started with all the work and became a full-time employee ahead of schedule.

The call just now was from Song Zhou.Recently Song Zhou always likes to call him, probably since he said let nature take its course, although he is obedient and doesn't come to him often, but the number of calls and messages is much more than before.

Fortunately, Song Zhou didn't talk much, even if he called, he couldn't say anything, and hung up the phone after a few minutes every time.

During this time, Mo Dong didn't say anything about parting ways, and Song Zhou didn't mention the matter of going to Beijing together. They were following "let nature take its course" well, waiting for what might change with time.

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- I'm at the school gate.

After work, Mo Dong went straight to Song Zhou School and stood under the streetlight at the school gate.

During the day, Song Zhou called to confirm that he would come, and told him that there would be no evening self-study at school today, and that school would be over at 6:[-].

Soon, Song Zhou replied.

- I'm packing my schoolbag.

After packing his schoolbag and sending some messages, Mo Dong raised the corners of his mouth, put his phone back in his pocket, and looked up in the direction of the school gate.

There were many parents who came to pick up their children like him at the school gate, but compared to him who hid far away under the streetlights, the other parents clung to the guardrail, competing to see who could see their children first.

About 5 minutes later, Song Zhou walked out from the large army that poured out of the school, and quickly aimed at Mo Dong's position, walking straight over.

Because he was worried about being seen by others, Mo Dong only raised his hand and waved it. It was not until Song Zhou walked in front of him that he asked him in a low voice: "Have you brought all your homework?"

"Yes." Song Zhou nodded.

"Let's go." Mo Dongchao looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them, so he quickly grabbed Song Zhou's wrist, and stopped a taxi by the side of the road to get in.

After leaving the school street, Mo Dong finally felt relieved, and his voice returned to normal. He turned his head and asked Song Zhou, "Shall we go to the supermarket?"

Song Zhou nodded first, then looked at Mo Dong and said, "You were like a thief just now."

"...Get lost." He has no conscience, and he doesn't even think about what he is doing.If it weren't for the fear that people in the school would recognize him as the person who once boarded the photo with Song Zhou on the advertising board, why would he hide behind the streetlight and dare not come out?

"You don't have to do this, it's their business what they think." Song Zhou said, "And we weren't together in the first place."

Mo Dong was about to scold him, but when he turned his head, he suddenly noticed the driver's attention in the rearview mirror, so he suppressed it, and said to the driver with a smile: "Go to xx supermarket, thank you."

"Oh." Although the driver replied, his eyes were still on the two of them, obviously very curious.

Now Mo Dong didn't speak at all, he could only reach out and hit Song Zhou secretly, telling him to pay attention to his mouth.

At the supermarket, Mo Dong quickly got out of the car after paying the money, without stopping for a second.

When the taxi was out of sight, he began to teach Song Zhou a lesson: "Can you stop talking out loud all the time, don't you know that other people are very gossipy? I wish I could put my ear on your mouth and listen."

"I don't know." Song Zhou said calmly.

Mo Dong didn't speak, but clenched his fists tightly.

Song Zhou said again: "I know."

"It's good to know, don't talk in the future." Mo Dong let go of his fingers, turned and walked into the supermarket.

Song Zhou was on vacation today, and it was a full two days. After returning to school two days later, he would directly simulate the second exam.

So before the exam, Mo Dong wanted to go to the supermarket to buy some meat, to feed Song Zhou more, and at the same time, take a look at Song Zhou's cooking skills.

Because it was agreed before that Song Zhou would not be allowed to come to him often, let alone deliver meals to him, so his three meals in the past month were basically settled by the company cafeteria and takeaway.Although it's not unpalatable, it's a far cry from Song Zhou's cooking skills.

"Buy beef or pork?" As soon as he entered the supermarket, Mo Dong went straight to the fresh food section, looking at the brightly colored raw meat on the booth, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Pork, beef needs to be stewed for a long time." Song Zhou said while pushing a shopping cart.

"Okay." Mo Dong put a few ribs in a bag, and picked another piece of fat and thin pork belly.

"Buy some more vegetables." After buying the meat, Song Zhou saw that Mo Dong was about to buy snacks, grabbed him and forced him to the vegetable section.

"I don't like vegetables." Mo Dong protested in a low voice.

"No." Song Zhou hugged him hard to prevent him from escaping, "Stewed pork ribs also need wax gourd and corn."

"Okay, okay." Seeing his tough attitude, Mo Dong wisely gave up his plan not to buy vegetables, and could only resign himself to tearing up a few fresh-keeping bags, and filled them with vegetables one by one according to Song Zhou's instructions.

When the shopping was finally done, Mo Dong pushed up the shopping cart and was about to go to checkout. For some reason, a puddle of water suddenly appeared on the floor. He didn't pay attention, and his feet slipped directly.

"Ah—" With a short cry, Mo Dong did not fall on the hard floor as expected, but fell in front of the soft chest.

He turned his head and saw Song Zhou's face was less than half a centimeter away from him.

This time he couldn't even cry out. He tried to get away from Song Zhou in a panic, but because he fell down at an angle and Song Zhou reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, it was difficult for him to stand up for a while. Still going down.

In the end, it was Song Zhou who grabbed his waist and forced his body back so that he could stand upright.

"Ah, this—" Mo Dong was a little incoherent, looking down at the water on the floor, he found a topic and said, "Where did the water come from, did something spill it?"

On the other hand, Song Zhou next to him was very calm. He pointed at the lettuce on the right booth and said, "It should be it."

Mo Dong looked up at the lettuce that should have been sprayed with water by the staff, nodded, and stammered in agreement: "It should be, isn't it."

"Let's go." Song Zhou stepped forward to take the shopping cart, not letting Mo Dong push it anymore.

Mo Dong didn't follow, and stayed where he was in a daze.

Why is his heart beating so fast, his face is so hot, and why he didn't dare to look directly at Song Zhou just now.

Is he crazy?

It was just an accidental fall, and Song Zhou helped him up. Although the two were very close at that time, they separated soon.

So what is this sudden flustered situation? Is it necessary?

After Song Zhou walked a few steps, he realized that Mo Dong hadn't followed, so he stopped and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Mo Dong immediately replied as soon as the words fell, and then forced a smile as if to prove that he was really okay.

Song Zhou looked at him not far away.

Mo Dong blinked, tried his best to ignore the abnormal movement of his heart, and walked over quickly.

"Slow down, be careful not to fall again." Song Zhou frowned, reaching out to protect Mo Dong.

"It's okay." Mo Dong secretly took a deep breath and said to him, "Let's go, go to pay the bill."

The author says:

continue tomorrow

I’m almost writing to the climax, I’m a little excited~