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When Mo Mo woke up in the morning, the temperature beside the pillow was gone, he stroked his hair, closed his eyes and slept for a while before getting up.

After washing and walking to the stairs, he smelled the fragrance in the air, pursed his lips silently, and walked down the stairs obviously faster.

There was a crisp sound from the dishes in the kitchen, accompanied by a strong fragrance, looking at the busy back of the man, the corners of Silence's lips curled up unconsciously.

Life becomes real and better.

Stepping over, she hugged Wen Qi from behind, buried her face in the back of his neck, and silently kissed his hair, "Morning."

Wen Qi put down the spoon in his hand, turned around and kissed Shen Mo's forehead, and smiled softly, "Morning."

There was a sudden chill at the back, and when he turned his head in silence, he saw Xiao Yisheng who was sitting on the balcony at some point in time, trimming potted plants with scissors, his slender and pale fingers had a strong bookish air, which was pleasing to the eye.

Silence pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, touched Wen Qi's chin, and leaned over to kiss him.

There were only the three of them left at home, except for those who went to work, and the Duke who was lying in the coffin on the second floor was sleeping deeply.

For breakfast, there are millet porridge that took a lot of time to cook, and a few light side dishes, which Shen Mo likes.

The three sat at the table and ate breakfast quietly, chatting occasionally, Wen Qi's voice was always gentle, with a comfortable smile on his lips, and he was used to getting up when the porridge in Shen Mo's bowl was finished. He added another bowl.

And Xiao Yisheng doesn't talk much, and every time he speaks, he focuses on the key points, discussing with Shen Mo from time to time, and most of the time, he will take a step back intentionally or unintentionally, without leaving any trace, let Shen Mo's point of view prevail, and look at his eyebrows Showing a confident look, he would say "Ma'am, I lost" in a timely manner.

In this family, the seven men are completely different in character and way of doing things. They have their own unique ways to take care of their lovers.

Lin Jianbai is an absolutely tough protector. He usually doesn't talk much, but once his silence is in danger, he can throw away his life at any time.

Celt is the one who has lived the longest and is also the simplest among them. He has not experienced those joys, sorrows and joys. There are only two constant things in the world of vampires, life and blood.It's just that there are more things in his world, which are especially precious and cannot be lost.Therefore, he will silently guard behind him, and spend a long time watching his little partner grow and transform.

The center of Chu Xiao's life is silence, happy and unhappy are all related to him, the only one and all, everything depends on him.

Urhan Batu loves wildness and is unrestrained. He will give everything he owns to Silence, and even more unscrupulously tell the world that this is his lover.

Wen Qi has a gentleness that no one can do. He will take care of Mo Mo meticulously, and put it in the palm of his hand to feel the pain.

As for Liu Yan, he is an uncertain person. Maybe he is still talking casually at this moment, but he will turn his face the next moment.

And his lover is not weak, on the contrary, he is very cold and rigorous enough, wrong is wrong, and he will not overturn his conclusion just because of some excuses, so sometimes Liu Yan will have verbal disputes with him and become stiff Then there will be a Cold War.

However, Mo Mo suffered from a headache, he was more anxious than anyone else, and because of face, he could only search for old prescriptions secretly.

And Xiao Yisheng's love has always been hidden, and hidden very deep, where no one can see, he can't talk sweetly, and he doesn't know how to express it, he just pampers his wife in his own way.

Except for Celt, who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, he hasn't made any movement in his career. The contest between men has already started before Shen Mo didn't know it, and no one wants to lose to anyone.

There are a lot of people going to the antique market at any time, and there are dazzling antiques of all kinds.

Mo Mo heard Xiao Yisheng say that he was going to come here, without a doubt, he followed along.

Walking on the side near the road, blocking the passing crowd for him, Xiao Yisheng lowered his eyes slightly, and the aura exuding from his body was cold, like a clear stream in the glitz.

People passing by will pay attention to this extremely good-looking man.

Stopping in front of a booth, Xiao Yisheng picked up something, it was an inconspicuous garlic bottle, and it was made in the Chenghua period of Ming Dynasty.

The owner of the stall was a middle-aged man. He looked up and down Shen Mo and Xiao Yisheng with interest, and said that this was an imitation of Chenghua Nian from the Kangxi official kiln.

Shaking his head slowly, Xiao Yisheng put the bottle down, rubbed his thumbs against the mouth of the bottle a few times, narrowed his long and thin eyes, "It should be Guangxu imitating Kangxi."

The boss's face turned green, his chattering voice suddenly disappeared, and his throat choked.

Mo Mo didn't understand, just put his hands in his trouser pockets, silently looked at Xiao Yisheng, occasionally glanced at the boss.

In the end, the bottle was bought at a price of [-] yuan. There are many imitations of porcelain, but there are too few people who know the goods. In fact, it is really from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty.

If you buy it for three thousand and five, and then resell it, the price is one day and one place.

Next, Xiao Yisheng used the same method to collect a few antiques. He was neither angry nor happy, so quiet that people didn't dare to explore what he thought.

The originally plain eyes paused, Shen Mo said to Xiao Yisheng, and then walked not far away.

The man squatting on the side of the road drinking water was a young man with profound facial features. He was a foreigner. He saw a strange man walking towards him. He didn’t know why, so he stumbled and said something in Chinese that the Chinese could not understand, “What’s the matter, please?” ?”

Mo Mo's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a while, he introduced himself in English. Xiao Yisheng couldn't understand, so he stood two steps behind with his eyes downcast.

The tall foreign boy trembled, thinking how eerie it was in summer.

Shen Mo turned his head, looked at Xiao Yisheng with soft eyes, "He is my lover."

With a wow, the foreign boy showed a surprised expression and whistled. The moment Xiao Yisheng raised his eyelids, he trembled again.

"Some time ago, the jade pendant that my lover had been wearing around his neck was lost. Coincidentally, I just saw that the one you were holding was very similar to his. I would like to ask if there is a word on the back of the jade pendant. The engraving is Sheng."

Calmly gave evidence, explained the purpose of coming, and said a few words in a silent and methodical manner, with a sincere tone. His heart was contrary to the calm expression on his face. He was very excited. It is estimated that the collapse of those worlds before was worse than what 111 said. What's more serious, I actually saw the jade pendant worn by Xiao Yisheng in this world.

Unexpectedly, the other party took it out of his pocket and handed it to him without saying a word.

Silently said he would give him money, the foreign guy quickly waved his hands, showing a bright smile, shrugged indifferently, saying that he picked it up by accident while climbing a mountain, since it was returned to the original owner, it is what the Chinese call fate.

"Is it convenient to leave a contact information?" The foreign boy suddenly became shy, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to make friends with you, you are very knowledgeable."

Although he didn't know how the other party could judge that he was knowledgeable through a short exchange, Silence still refused.

He was mainly thinking of the other party, if those in the family knew about it, that person would probably suffer.

Greeted politely and said goodbye, walked over silently, saw Xiao Yisheng pursing his bloodless lips, looking very pitiful, locked himself in a dark place, isolated from the world after a long time.

Putting that piece of jade around Xiao Yisheng's neck, he didn't say anything, just stared at him with smiling eyes.

A trace of warmth spread through the jade, Xiao Yisheng saw the jade pendant clearly, he paused slightly, it was the only thing left to him by his mother, after a moment, he raised his eyes, for a long time, he embraced silence into his arms, in the noisy street , the two hugged quietly.

With a soft voice lowered, with a trace of sigh, Xiao Yisheng said, "Ma'am, you treat me like this, what should I do?"

Patting his back with his hands, he squinted his eyes to look at the sky in silence, and he smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

It didn't take a few days for someone to ask the stall owner if the bottle was still there. After learning the general characteristics of the person who bought it from the owner, they quickly found Xiao Yisheng.

The news in the circle is very developed, and it is not difficult to find an antique or a buyer.

The person who came was a businessman, and the price he offered the first time was not agreed upon. The second time he came, Xiao Yisheng offered a price that was one-third higher than the first time. The man had no choice but to go back again. An old collector with a high status in the industry came, hoping to help lower the price. After two games of chess against Xiao Yisheng, the old collector's eyes on Xiao Yisheng changed, showing obvious approval, and even humbly asking for advice. attitude.

The Ming Dynasty Chenghua bottle was sold to the merchant at the first price, and Xiao Yisheng gave the old collector the thin noodles for no other reason than the other party's high artistic accomplishment and good handwriting.

After several similar transactions in a row, Xiao Yisheng gradually became famous, and people would come to him to appraise antiques, or if they were not sure about the price, they would also ask him to estimate.

What the antique world sells is vision and experience, but both are too expensive, and many people lose tens of thousands of dollars, or even go bankrupt.

With the help of Liu Yan and Lin Jianbai, a private museum opened.

Xiao Yisheng can turn black into white, and white into gray, without red face and heartbeat, reverse right and wrong in half a cup of tea.

Every time Shen Mo witnesses a transaction process, he reassesses Xiao Yisheng's calculations and the city in his heart. He sighs countless times, fortunately this person is his lover.

Compared with Xiao Yisheng's smooth career, Wen Qi's work is more handy. He still works in the radio station. He is used to enjoying the late night, saying goodbye to the noise and impetuosity, sitting in the live broadcast room and quietly chatting with the audience in front of the microphone. .

The rain hit the window with a crisp sound, and his silent attention was removed from the book. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, it was also late at night, and he was listening to the radio. The man's voice was low and gentle, saying that The sentence "I like you", no matter how well you conceal it, you can still hear the tension.

The man had a cold, and he didn't know whether he had an umbrella or not. He rubbed between his eyebrows, Shen Shen changed his clothes and went out, the doors of the three rooms on the second floor opened, Celt, Lin Jianbai, and Chu Xiao watched as Shen Mo left with an umbrella, They looked at each other, full of jealousy.

The car was driving smoothly on a rainy night, the wipers on the car glass kept swinging from side to side, with his hands on the steering wheel, silently looking at the blurry scenery outside, he took a deep breath and tapped his fingers a few times, revealing the irresistible emotion at this moment. Feeling.

When Wen Qi walked out of the TV station, had a warm conversation with his colleagues and wanted to leave against the rain, he was a little stunned, looking at the young man who was walking towards him step by step, holding a black umbrella under the rain curtain.

His brain didn't react, he had already run into the rain, his vision was a little blurred, "Why are you here?"

Mo Mo's arms moved slightly, and the umbrella moved over Wen Qi's head to block the rain. He buried his face in Wen Qi's collar, pulled his lips and smiled.

"Suddenly I miss you so much, so I came here."