fierce dog

The results of the second mock test came down, and Song Zhou got the first place in the school again.

His score did not fluctuate much compared to the previous exams, at least it was more stable than Mo Dong back then.

With this score, he might be able to win this year's provincial champion.

"Is the third test coming soon?" Mo Dong put down the test paper and asked Song Zhou.

"Yeah." Song Zhou said.

"After the three exams, we will go directly to the college entrance examination." Mo Dong was suddenly a little nervous while talking.

He was even more nervous than he was before the exam, and his heart was beating wildly.

"By the way," he suddenly remembered something and asked Song Zhou, "How is Mo Tian?"

"Mo Tian?" Song Zhou frowned, "Why ask him?"

"He hasn't made any trouble at school recently, has he?"

Song Zhou usually didn't pay much attention to Mo Tian, ​​but after trying to think about it now, he said, "He took a week off last week and didn't come to school."

"Is that so..." Mo Dong dragged his tail and didn't say anything else.

Some time ago, Mo Xiangqiang called Mo Dong several times, because he knew what it was for without thinking about it, so Mo Dong simply didn't answer it.It may be that he was rejected too many times, and Mo Xiangqiang stopped calling after that.

But in the past two weeks, Mo Xiangqiang started calling again, and this time the call was more aggressive than last time, and Mo Dong turned off the phone impatiently several times.

It should be that the matter of the letter has fermented, and Mo Xiangqiang can't sit still.

If it wasn't for not wanting to go back to that home, Mo Dong would even want to go back and watch the play, to see what the emaciated Mo Tian and Cao Lu would look like.

In the past two days, Mo Xiangqiang's phone bombing finally stopped. As for Chen Ran, Mo Dong blocked him a long time ago, and now he probably can't find him.

Just when Mo Dong was finally able to go to work without having to mute his phone, an unexpected person suddenly called.

- mo tian

This name should be regarded as a rare visitor on Mo Dong's mobile phone, and it has hardly appeared a few times over the years.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Dong walked outside the corridor and answered the phone.

"Brother." Mo Tian's voice sounded dull.

Mo Dong held the phone and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"I know you wrote the letter," Mo Tian said straight to the point without any foreshadowing, "Now everyone believes that what is written on it is true, including Dad and Mom."

Mo Dong raised his finger and tapped on the railing next to him, and said indifferently, "So?"

"Are you relieved?"

Mo Dong listened to the question from the handset of the mobile phone, but did not speak.

"Dad is very angry this time. He thinks that you have led me into trouble." Halfway through Mo Tian's speech, his voice suddenly became lighter, "You should really listen at home to what Dad and Mom say about you."

Although he knew that he said this on purpose, Mo Dong still became a little irritable: "What do you want to say?"

The voice on the other end of the phone is gone.

After a while, Mo Tiancai said, "Are you still with that kid?"

Mo Dong frowned, and just about to speak, Mo Tian went on to say: "Don't be fooled by that kid, he doesn't like men at all. You don't know it yet, but in fact, he had a very close relationship with a girl at school. Recently, if it wasn't for her last time, the photo issue wouldn't have been resolved so quickly—"

The phone was hung up immediately, Mo Dong didn't have so much time to listen to Mo Tian's crazy words.

But at least this phone call let him know that the letter had started to work. Maybe Mo Tian didn't learn much, but he is very uncomfortable now, and he can't help but call him when he feels bad, that's enough.

After another week, the phone became completely clean, and Mo Dong gradually got used to the current life.

Every day, I rent out the house and the company at two o'clock and one line - occasionally add a little more, and go to the supermarket with Song Zhou.

In a trance, he had the feeling that he had returned to half a year ago, and he also recalled the days when he and Song Zhou were nestled in the small room at that time, and the joy in his heart at that time.

At that time, because he finally had someone in his life who would leave a lamp for him when he came home late, he was so happy that he walked briskly to and from get off work every day.

At that time, he didn't think as much as he does now. What he puts in his mind most every day is what to eat for breakfast the next day, what to buy in the supermarket, and what movie to watch on the sofa at night, pure and happy.

If—— not really going to do it, just thinking about it temporarily.If he doesn't put too much pressure on himself, if he doesn't think so much... just being with Song Zhou like this is actually not impossible.

At least Song Zhou was handsome.

Mo Dong still remembered that when he saw Song Zhou for the first time, apart from lamenting that he was too thin, his mind was full of thoughts about how handsome he was.

So, it's all about his aesthetics, except for a little fatter, it will be more perfect.

Today, Song Zhou is indeed a little fatter than last year, and it is more in line with his wishes, so he will always be in a trance for a short time when he sees Song Zhou recently.

Obviously, it wasn't like this when we lived together every day before, but now it's not common, but I've become a little concerned.

Mo Dong didn't know what this change meant, but if this was the effect of "going with the flow", maybe he should learn to accept it.

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Mo Dong specially picked out a day to treat Song Zhou to hot pot, to celebrate him being the first in the school again.

There are clear rewards and punishments, and he feels that he has the makings of a good brother.It's a pity that his own brother doesn't recognize him as his own brother, and the person who wants to recognize him as his brother has never called him brother.

They don't know much about goods.

"You can order." Mo Dong handed the menu to Song Zhou, "Today you can order whatever you like."

Song Zhou took the menu, lowered his head and scratched at it, then raised his head and asked the waiter to place an order.

The bottom of the pot was served quickly, and the aroma was released instantly, making Mo Dong who was already hungry even more hungry.

Fortunately, the dishes ordered were served quickly. The waiter came over with a trolley and put the meat and vegetables on the table one by one.

After several dishes of his favorite meat appeared in succession, Mo Dong finally came to his senses, raised his head and asked Song Zhou, "Why do you order all my favorites?"

"I don't have anything special to eat," Song Zhou said lightly, "I like all of these too."

Be taken care of by the little kid.

Mo Dong coughed uncomfortably, raised his hand to stop the waiter, and ordered a few more dishes before giving up.

After eating the hot pot, Mo Dong touched his chubby belly, and was about to get up and leave the shop when he was suddenly attracted by a familiar noise.

He turned around and saw a few familiar figures on the booths on the side of the hall—their family didn't seem to come to eat hot pot happily, but it seemed that they were eating hot peppers and getting angry. At this time, everyone was very angry. Small.

Because of the angle, Mo Dong could only see Mo Tian's face, while Cao Lu and Mo Xiangqiang had their backs to him, but this did not prevent him from being able to hear clearly what they were saying to Mo Tian.

Perhaps because she was excited, Cao Lu's voice pierced through the bustle of the hot pot restaurant, and Mo Tian, ​​who was sitting opposite her, also retorted loudly with an expression of anger, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around her.

After only a few glances, Mo Dong felt dull.

He used to think that it would be great if he could see Mo Tian deflated with his own eyes, but now that he really saw it, that's all.

He turned around, pulled Song Zhou by his side out of the store, and walked slowly towards home in the warm spring.

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