fierce dog

Mo Dong never thought that he would hear such words from Song Zhou.

Scared.

Song Zhou said he was afraid.

"What are you afraid of?" Mo Dong asked what was on his mind.

Song Zhou lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time before saying, "I will hurt you, Mo Dong."

"Do you mean this?" Mo Dong raised his finger to his forehead and said, "It was just an accident, and it doesn't hurt now."

"Mo Dong..." Song Zhou seemed to be suppressing something, and said with difficulty, "I can't control my emotions, and I will probably be like him in the future..."

"Him?" Almost immediately, Mo Dong understood who Song Zhou was talking about, and an unknown fire rushed up in an instant, holding back his anger and asking: "Did he say anything to you?"

Song Zhou lowered his head, neither looked at him nor spoke.

In fact, Mo Dong didn't need him to say, what kind of good things could Song Zhengguo say?His existence is of no use other than bringing Song Zhou a hell-like life.

It's just that he didn't expect Song Zhengguo to be in prison, and he wanted to control Song Zhou's life, making him live under his shadow for the rest of his life.

"Song Zhou, do you trust me?"

Song Zhou raised his head and looked at Mo Dong standing on the steps.

Mo Dong's voice was soft but firm: "If you believe in me, I can lead you out. But if you don't believe in me, no one can save you."

choose.

Song Zhou froze in place.

He had imagined many kinds of outcomes, but none of them was Mo Dong who would give him the right to choose, and let him choose.

Their relationship has always been dominated by Mo Dong. If Mo Dong says it is bright, his world will be bright; if Mo Dong says it is dark, his world will fall into darkness.

But this time Mo Dong gave him the right to choose, let him make a choice, and no matter what the choice is, Mo Dong will accompany him.

The next day Yang just finished breakfast and ran to Mo Dong's house. He stood in front of the door and waited for a long time, but after knocking on the door, no one came to open the door for him.

"Did he go out?" he murmured.

He knew the class time of Mo Dong's tutor, so he came here with confidence and boldness, but he didn't expect that there was really no one at home.

"Wang-"

The golden retriever's cry suddenly came from inside the door, Gu Yang's eyes lit up, and he whispered inside: "Mingming, Mingming? Are you inside?"

"Woof--" This time it was not only the cry, he could even hear the footsteps of the golden retriever running to the door.

"Mingming, is Mo Dong at home? Quickly tell him to open the door for me." Gu Yang anxiously stood at the door, wanting to go in to play with the golden retriever, but was blocked by a door.

"Kacha——" the door lock suddenly made a sound, and then the door opened.

Gu Yang thought it was the golden retriever who opened the door, and just wanted to praise it for being so smart, but when he looked up, he saw Song Zhou in pajamas.

"Uh..." He was stunned for a second, and then realized that the pajamas on Song Zhou were worn by Mo Dong before.

"Did you sleep here last night?" Gu Yang asked Song Zhou with a face full of surprise.

Song Zhou frowned at him, his voice was still hoarse: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to play with Mingming..." For some reason, Gu Yang was inexplicably guilty, and even lowered his voice a little.

Song Zhou looked him up and down several times, and finally opened the door.

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb Mo Dong to sleep." After saying this, Song Zhou opened the bedroom door and walked in, then closed the door.

Gu Yang stood alone in the living room, looking at the golden retriever at his feet, with question marks all over his head.

After about half an hour, Mo Dong came out of the bedroom and said to Gu Yang who was playing with the golden retriever in the living room: "I got up late today, sorry."

"What are you sorry for? I came too early to disturb your rest. I should be the one who is sorry." Gu Yang glanced at the bedroom and asked in a low voice, "But why is Song Zhou here? I saw him when I opened the door just now. I thought I had time traveled back to school, and it scared me to death."

Hearing Gu Yang mentioning Song Zhou, Mo Dong blushed suddenly, and said, "He, he came to look for me last night, and then fell asleep here."

"Oh." Gu Yang nodded in understanding.

After he fed the dried chicken in his hand to Jin Mao, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head and asked Mo Dong: "You two know each other?"

"what?"

"Brothers recognize each other. It was very embarrassing for you two to meet each other without talking to each other before. How long did it take to sleep on the same bed?"

"...Come on." Mo Dong didn't know how to explain to Gu Yang, so he could only perfunctory, "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten—"

Gu Yang interrupted him: "Are you going to cook again? I didn't say, can you stop harming the kitchen? Do you know that this is a waste of food?"

Mo Dong smiled and said, "I don't cook, Song Zhou does."

"Song Zhou? Can he cook?"

Speaking of who appeared, Song Zhou opened the bedroom door and walked out, answering Gu Yang's question: "I will do it."

Gu Yang looked at Song Zhou whose hair was wet after taking a shower and who was still wearing Mo Dong's clothes, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The relationship between these two people is so good after meeting each other, they can even borrow clothes from each other in just one night.

Song Zhou walked into the kitchen, took out the remaining ingredients from the refrigerator, and skillfully started to process them.

Gu Yang moved to Mo Dong's side in small steps, and asked him in a low voice: "What happened to you two last night, why did you suddenly become so good?"

Mo Dong turned to look at him: "Last night?"

Song Zhou didn't hesitate for too long last night, and quickly chose the answer.

Mo Dong confirmed it again with him to prevent him from leaving without saying goodbye in case he regretted it.

But Song Zhou didn't know whether he had figured it out or was bluffed by Mo Dong's words, and his attitude was very firm.

Mo Dong was very satisfied, and immediately took him home.

"Don't you need to go to the noodle shop today?" After entering the door, Mo Dong remembered this.

Song Zhou said in a deep voice, "No, I'm asking for leave."

"Oh, then you can stay with me tonight, don't go back there."

When Mo Dong said this, his thoughts were very simple, he just didn't want Song Zhou to go to that dark storage room again.But when the two walked into the bedroom and saw the only bed and the only quilt in front of him, he realized something was wrong.

"Uh, I only have one bed here, do you mind?" He asked Song Zhou unnaturally.

Song Zhou shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

"Okay." Mo Dong pretended to be calm, and took out the pajamas from the cabinet.

When Song Zhou went into the bathroom to take a shower, Mo Dong sat by the bed alone, raised his hand and touched his hot cheek.

As the saying goes, Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, and he hasn't seen Song Zhou for so long, so it's normal that his mind is full of indescribable pictures... right?

Less than 10 minutes ago, Song Zhou had just confide in his heart, but in the end, he took the person home on his back foot, and then thought about something here, which is not a thing.

Mo Dong reflected on himself for a while, and finally suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and the temperature on his face returned to normal.

In fact, I don't blame him. Although he and Song Zhou have known each other for more than a year, if we really want to talk about the time together, it is only a few days. After that, Song Zhou disappeared before he had time to do anything.

So now that the two of them have resumed their romantic relationship suddenly, it is reasonable that he can't control his thoughts.

Song Zhou took a shower very quickly and walked out of the bathroom very quickly.

Seeing him wearing his pajamas, Mo Dong felt a different feeling in his heart.

"Are you going to wash?" Song Zhou asked him while wiping his head with a towel.

Mo Dong coughed uncomfortably, and said, "Well, wash."

Song Zhou nodded, and took the changed clothes to the washing machine, while Mo Dong took out another set of pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Because Song Zhou just took a shower, the bathroom is full of steam now, and it smells delicious, I don't know if it's the scent of shampoo or shower gel.

Mo Dong closed the bathroom door and struggled for a long time whether to lock it or not, but in the end he did nothing and turned to turn on the shower.

When he came out of the shower, Song Zhou had already washed his clothes and was lying on the bed.

Mo Dong dried his hair with a hair dryer, walked slowly to the bed, and lay down on it stiffly.

"The lights are on." Song Zhou said suddenly.

"Oh, I forgot." Just as Mo Dong was about to get up, Song Zhou got out of bed and turned off the light.

The field of vision instantly became pitch black, and Mo Dong couldn't see anything, he could only hear the sound of Song Zhou lying on the bed, and then the bed under him collapsed.

"Go to sleep." In the darkness, Song Zhou's voice came to his ears.

Mo Dong covered the quilt tightly, and said softly: "Yes."

After a long time, Mo Dong didn't fall asleep, and gradually recovered his eyesight in the dark, looking at the unlit lights on the ceiling.

He didn't know if Song Zhou was asleep, anyway, the room was very quiet, and he couldn't hear anything except his breathing.

Song Zhou next to him suddenly turned over, Mo Dong turned his head to look over, unexpectedly there was a stare at each other.

"You haven't slept yet?" he asked softly.

"Yeah." Song Zhou said.

Mo Dong turned sideways, lay face to face with Song Zhou, and asked him, "Why can't you sleep?"

Song Zhou didn't answer, but asked him instead: "What about you?"

"Me?" Mo Dong thought for a while, and felt that it was really hard to tell. Maybe Song Zhou would think he was a beast, so he said perfunctorily, "I'm just a little excited. How about you, why can't you fall asleep?"

Song Zhou's eyes are very bright in the dark night, they are the brightest things Mo Dong has ever seen.

"Like you," he said, "a little bit excited."

Mo Dong took it for granted that Song Zhou's excitement was not the same as his own, maybe partly the same, but overall it should not be in the same direction.

After all, he had just promised Song Zhou that he would take him out. Song Zhou had been tortured by Song Zhengguo's shadow for so long, and finally saw a little light. How could he be able to sleep all of a sudden.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I say." Mo Dong said firmly, "I believe in you more than yourself. You are completely different from him. You are different."

Sincere, and able to comfort Song Zhou, Mo Dong is still very satisfied with his few words.

He felt that his plan was quite successful. Although there was a small episode in the middle, which caused some misunderstandings, the overall plan was quite perfect.

Song Zhou no longer left him, and began to try to accept that he was different from Song Zhengguo, an ordinary normal person.

"I didn't think about it," Song Zhou's voice interrupted Mo Dong's thoughts.

"What?" Mo Dong didn't hear clearly.

Song Zhou didn't say a word, just stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist under the quilt, pressed him into his arms, and said softly, "I'm thinking of you."

After his brain froze for a few seconds, Mo Dong stared at Song Zhou, who was so close to him, and could feel the warmth of the other person's body all over his body.

"You..." He wanted to say something, but just as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was very hoarse.

It's over.Mo Dong could only think of these two words at the moment.

At first he thought he was a beast, but he didn't expect the real beast to be lying beside him.

What to do, what should he do?

reject?But isn't it bad to refuse as soon as you reconcile?But if he really wanted to...he was embarrassed, his whole body was scalding hot just thinking about it.

Just when Mo Dong was thinking wildly and didn't know what to do, Song Zhou didn't say anything, just hugged him lightly, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said, "Go to sleep."

He obviously couldn't fall asleep before, and just now he was having a big battle in his head, but after hearing Song Zhou's voice, Mo Dong felt sleepy for no reason.

He didn't even have time to ask what Song Zhou meant by "a little excited" and "I'm thinking about you", and gradually fell asleep in the warm embrace.

This sleep went straight to the next day.

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