fierce dog

Another week later, besides attending tutoring classes, Mo Dong also submitted a good resume online and went to a company for an interview.

The interview results will come out next week, but it should be almost passable, but Mo Dong is a little worried about what to do if there is a conflict between the time of the class and the time of the tutoring class.

He still likes to give lectures to these children now, it's relaxed and free, it's a pity to give up.Moreover, Gu Yang put in a lot of effort to recommend him at the beginning, but now he quits after less than a month, which is not very good.

On Friday afternoon, Mo Dong had just finished his tutoring class, and when he was about to take the bus back home, his phone rang suddenly.

He took it out and saw that it was Song Zhou's message.

-I signed up for the class for you, and the class starts next week.

Immediately afterwards, he sent another message, which contained the address and class time of the cram school.

Mo Dong frowned, and called Song Zhou directly, but no one answered.

He hung up the phone and sent several question marks to Song Zhou.

-?

-What do you mean?

-I don't need you to sign up for me, return it, I won't go.

-Tell me back, return it quickly.

- have you returned? ?

But no matter how Mo Dong called or sent WeChat, Song Zhou didn't get any reply. He had no choice but to call Gu Yang.

"Hey," Gu Yang said in a low voice, "I'm in the library, what's the matter?"

"Is Song Zhou with you?" Mo Dong asked.

"Song Zhou? I came to the library after class. He should go back to the dormitory."

"okay, I get it."

Mo Dong hung up the phone, got off the bus at the bus stop, and took a taxi to the school.

I don't know how many times he came here. He walked to the dormitory building with ease, but Song Zhou was not in the dormitory after he went up.

To be precise, there was no one in the dormitory.

The door wasn't locked, it opened with a push.

Mo Dong waited for a long time, but no one came back, so he closed the door for them, turned around and went downstairs.

Before, he kept complaining about the size of Beibei, and he could meet Song Zhou everywhere, but now he was looking for Song Zhou, but he couldn't meet him.

When he went downstairs, Mo Dong looked down at his phone, except for the first two messages, Song Zhou never replied to him.

He checked the cram school that Song Zhou sent over on the way here. It was not far from here, and it was quite famous. Many candidates who wanted to apply for Peking University were there to prepare for the adult college entrance examination.

To be honest, he was really moved, especially after seeing and experiencing Peking University with his own eyes, he yearned for it even more.That's why he was always dragged over by Gu Yang over and over again, without any displeasure.

But that doesn't mean he can take Song Zhou's money to study with peace of mind, he can't.

Just when Mo Dong was looking around in confusion, not knowing where to find Song Zhou, someone suddenly called him.

"Mo Dong?" With a voice of surprise and suspicion, Li Jingsheng stared at Mo Dong with wide eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

The two of them spoke in unison and looked at each other in the same astonishment.

But in the next second, seeing Song Zhou beside Li Jingsheng, Mo Dong immediately understood.

"Are you also looking for Song Zhou?" Li Jingsheng asked Mo Dong happily.

Mo Dong glanced at Song Zhou who was silent, and reluctantly nodded.

Li Jingsheng smiled and said, "We just got together, let's have dinner together at night? I just told Song Zhou about going to eat hot pot."

"No need, I have something to do tonight, so I won't go." Mo Dong refused.

"If you have something to eat, you have to eat first. It's exactly five o'clock—"

"No need," Mo Dong said to Li Jingsheng, "I didn't even know you were in Beijing, so I'll treat you to dinner next time I have a chance. I really don't have time today, so I'm leaving first."

Li Jingsheng looked at Mo Dong's leaving back in a daze, then turned her head and asked Song Zhou: "What's wrong with Mo Dong, isn't he very happy?"

Song Zhou looked at Mo Dong who was going away, but didn't speak.

"Song Zhou?" Li Jingsheng called him.

"Didn't you say you came to see senior sister?" Song Zhou suddenly turned his head and said to her.

"Ah? Yes, she is in the library, let me wait for her here."

"I'm leaving."

"Aren't you going to eat hot pot with us?"

"I never promised to eat."

Li Jingsheng stood where he was, looking at Song Zhou who turned and left, feeling a little confused.

Is the hot pot bad or are they floating?It's really strange why you don't eat one or two.

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Mo Dong was very angry, so he didn't choose to take a taxi or take the bus, but walked back directly on foot.

When the rampage was less than one-tenth of the way, he found Song Zhou following behind him.

But he ignored it and kept walking forward.

After walking about three kilometers, Mo Dong was standing at the intersection of the street waiting for the traffic lights. Looking back, he saw that Song Zhou was still following behind.

But he was still angry, and after only one glance, he walked forward again.

After walking for two hours, Mo Dong finally walked home, and the depression in his chest dissipated a lot with sweat.

He stood in front of the door of the unit building, leaning on the wall to rest, and turned his head to look at Song Zhou not far away.

"Come out!" After yelling, he said to the approaching Song Zhou, "You have been with me from day to night, what exactly do you want?"

Song Zhou didn't know what he wanted to do,

He understood that he shouldn't appear here, but watching Mo Dong leave in front of him, his body was only controlled by his heart, and he followed him out of school, following all the way here irrationally.

"You," Song Zhou paused, "are you angry?"

"Nonsense!" Mo Dong raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, looked at Song Zhou who was standing upright and didn't know if he was tired, and said in a very bad tone, "Don't be angry that I'm sick. Think I'm sneaking you?"

He didn't want to talk to Song Zhou at first, he just followed him if he wanted to, it had nothing to do with him.

But just before he was about to go upstairs, his heart softened, and he wanted to hear what Song Zhou had to say.

"Speak up if you have something to say, and if you don't, I'll go up."

Mo Dong looked at Song Zhou, waiting for what he would say next.

Helplessly, Song Zhou was an incomprehensible fool. After looking at Mo Dong for a few seconds, he said, "Did you read the message I sent you? Remember to go to class next Monday."

"I've already said I won't go, so hurry up and drop the class!" Mo Dong felt that the anger in his heart was burning more and more, and he even had the tendency to burn Song Zhou to death.

Song Zhou frowned: "I can't refund, I have already paid the money."

"Then figure out your own way. I told you a long time ago that I don't go to class. Why do you insist on making your own decisions?"

Mo Dong's words were full of thorns, and he rushed towards Song Zhou without hesitation.

"I promised you before..." Song Zhou said.

"Those are long gone," Mo Dong interrupted him, "Just like when you said you would stay with me all the time, but you still left, these words are not counted anymore, are they?"

Song Zhou looked at Mo Dong in a daze.

Mo Dong didn't leave any room, and continued to say cruelly: "You chose to leave, and you also chose to leave without saying goodbye, so now we should draw a clear line, you don't have to worry about me anymore, and I don't know if I get into college or not. It doesn't matter if you go to graduate school, understand?"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Mo Dong turned around and was about to step up the stairs.

"Even if you are angry with me, you still have to go to cram school." Song Zhou's deep voice sounded behind him.

Mo Dong paused, turned around and looked at him: "I'm angry, I'm angry that only I am a fool, that's why I'm looking for you every day after you disappeared inexplicably, and went to all the places you might go , and even waited for you at the gate of the court all day, just because I hoped that you might come."

His voice began to tremble uncontrollably: "I have never thought of giving up, even if there is only one ten-thousandth possibility, I want to find you and ask why you left without saying goodbye. But I really wait for me when we meet What is it? The flat-out rejection and the ridiculous excuses used to put me off, and the fact that I'm the only idiot in the world.

"It wasn't until today that I realized that your departure was not forced or impossible. It was me who you wanted to leave. I was the only one who was looking for you stupidly every day, tirelessly looking for a number that was always turned off. Call and text, delusional thinking you might see one day.

"Is it ridiculous? I think it's ridiculous. It turns out that everyone can contact you and know where you are. Only I don't."

Mo Dong raised the back of his hand to wipe away the tears falling on his face, and without looking at Song Zhou, he turned around and walked up.

Song Zhou chased after him anxiously, and grabbed Mo Dong's wrist: "I don't quite understand what you just said, you—"

Mo Dong shook off his hand and said without turning his head, "Just forget it if you don't understand, pretend I didn't say it."

How could it be possible to act as if he hadn't said anything? Song Zhou grabbed Mo Dong tightly, never caring about what not to say and what not to do, and the ghost rules to keep a distance.

He now only knows that Mo Dong cried because of him.

"Is it because of Li Jingsheng? I just met her by chance today. I didn't know she was in Beijing, and I never contacted her." Song Zhou's voice was panicked like never before, "I haven't contacted anyone. , how could I want to leave you, I..."

Mo Dong still didn't move, his back was turned to him.

Song Zhou was so anxious that he was a little incoherent: "I have never regarded you as a fool, how could I be. And I am not prevarication. Maybe the reason is really ridiculous to you, but not to me."

In the dark and quiet corridor, Song Zhou finally expressed his true thoughts.

"Mo Dong, I don't want to leave you, I'm afraid."

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