you're nothing but scum

I don't think I can ignore Liang Liang's problem anymore.

I've always felt that no one would really like a job like MB.Although I did it voluntarily at the beginning, it was indeed for the sake of giving up on myself. Let’s just feel like I’m being mean on purpose. It’s impossible for me to like this job in my heart, so when Yao Jiu proposed to take me away at the beginning, I didn’t hesitate. Walked with him hesitantly.

I still remember when I became the MB of "Night Color", Liang Liang had been working in that store for a long time.I watched him linger in the "night" every day, and occasionally leave with other men, but he never showed discomfort, on the contrary he seemed to enjoy that kind of life.I didn't think much about it at the time, but now I feel weird.

Yes, how could someone like Liang Liang like a job like MB?But if it's not true that I don't hate it, why can I be so calm in that store, and why do I avoid talking about my suggestion of "leaving there" several times?The more I thought about it, the more I was wrong, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Liang Liang had already left, and I couldn't rush to "Night" to ask him what he meant at this time, so I couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Suddenly a hand stretched out and put it on my forehead, I opened my eyes and met Song Xiuming's gaze.

He always goes to bed later than me, and reads a book before going to bed. Sometimes he reads medical books, and sometimes martial arts novels. Anyway, they are things that I am not very interested in or understand.Song Xiuming sat on the head of the bed, his glasses were still on the bridge of his nose, looked down at me worriedly and asked, "Does your left leg hurt again?"

I shook my head and said, "No, I'm thinking about Liang Liang."

"Liang Liang?"

I hesitated for a while, wondering if I should chat with Song Xiuming about these things, I just felt that it might be uncomfortable to talk about "Night" with him.But Song Xiuming is always smarter than me, and he thinks more thoughtfully than me.

I told him: "I told him several times to let him leave there, why does he always ignore me, and he went back to live there today!"

Song Xiuming said with a smile: "Don't worry, Liang Liang is not a child."

I glared at him and said, "If you're not a child, you won't do stupid things?"

I turned my back on him annoyed, thinking that this guy couldn't offer any constructive suggestions.

Song Xiuming reached out and turned me back, took off his glasses and said, "Didn't you say that he envied you for having me?"

I wondered: "Yes."

Song Xiuming said with a smile: "He has said this more than once. He must not be lying to you. As for why he doesn't leave now, there is always his reason."

I said angrily, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Song Xiuming closed the book and put it on the bedside table, lay down and rolled over on me, kissed my lips lightly, and said, "Don't worry about others all the time, you should worry about yourself."

I was a little dazed by his kiss, and I didn't forget to ask: "...What are you worried about?"

"You yourself, your legs are not completely healed, and you only want to make money, so don't tire yourself out."

... It's still a few old sayings, my ears are almost callused.

I hummed and said, "Of course it's good to make money."

"Better than me?" Song Xiuming asked in a low voice.

I raised the corners of my lips and said, "Of course it's better than you. If I make money, I can support myself. I don't need you."

Song Xiuming bit my lip and said with a smile, "Don't even think about it." Then he got into my pants.

I grabbed his hand subconsciously, and my whole body stiffened.

Song Xiuming's movements stopped there.

After a few seconds, he sighed softly, kissed the corner of my eyes, and pulled his hand out.

I was also a little annoyed, thinking how did it become like this again?

In the past month, Song Xiuming also wanted to make out with me several times, but when it really got to that point, I couldn't get out.

Liang Liang always said that I did it, if you want to have sex, you can do it, don't care if he has one leg and two legs, but he said it lightly.If he only has one leg left, can he still have sex with the person he likes without the slightest psychological barrier?I also tried my best to ignore this problem, but when my eyes saw the remnant of my left leg, my enthusiasm faded away.In order not to become like this, I even tried not to look at my lower body.

However, once he did so, Song Xiuming would stop.He said: "You're not quite ready yet, I can't force you."

But now I don't know how to overcome this psychological barrier.

I feel that Song Xiuming is about to be tormented to death by me. I feel a little guilty and uneasy.

I grabbed his hand and whispered, "May I help you?"

Song Xiuming whispered in my ear: "It's okay, no need."

I didn't listen to him, I reached into the quilt and grabbed Song Xiuming's semi-hard place.Song Xiuming tightened his arms around me, he murmured my name hoarsely: "Xiao Le..."

I breathed a little disorderly and leaned over to kiss his lips, while rubbing his rapidly swollen place.Song Xiuming's breathing became heavy, he hugged me tightly, kissed my neck, and caressed my body.My body was also warmed up by his touch, and when his hand slipped into my pants and held me, I suddenly realized that I was also hard.

Song Xiuming kissed me silently, helping me relieve my desire, and I gradually relaxed my body.

Now I can only do this for the time being, and I feel somewhat frustrated.

The next day I still went to T University early.I arrived earlier than Liangliang, brought an incubator, and soon started making egg pancakes.After Liang Liang came, I don't know if it was my psychological effect. I always felt that he was a little guilty when he looked at me, and he always avoided making eye contact with me.

I asked directly: "When do you plan to leave 'Night'?"

Liang Liang shrank his neck and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

I stared at him and said, "You are working here now, so you don't need to go out with other men to make money, right? Will the store manager let you live there like that?"

"Hey, don't worry about this. I haven't gone out with anyone else recently, and I don't plan to go out with them."

I sarcastically said, "Yeah, the place where Lin Luo did it still hurts, right?"

"Hey!" This sentence made him suddenly turn around and stare at me.

"Liang Liang, Mo Le, good morning!" A female voice soon came, and the female student who visited us yesterday smiled and bought us breakfast.

Liang Liang turned his head and went to pack the soymilk in silence. I collected the money and put the egg pancakes into the bag, and the two of them fell silent for a while.

I know my words are a little too much, but sometimes I can't help saying those words to this guy.Now I didn't know what to say to this guy for a while, so the two of us remained silent until Song Xiuming came at night.

I walked towards the passenger door, opened the door, paused, and reluctantly said: "...Let's see you off."

Liang Liang put his little broken bag on his back, muttered in a low voice: "No need."

I looked at his back, very angry.

Along the way, Song Xiuming comforted me.

What he believes is that Liang Liang must have his own ideas. What makes me depressed is that no matter what the reason is, is there anything he can't tell me?

In the next few days, Liang Liang and I were in such a tepid state, which made me feel powerless.I thought I had to find a way to reconcile with him this time, and I couldn't go on like this forever.No matter how angry I am with his attitude, I can't make my relationship with him so rigid.

Before he could figure out what to do, Lin Luo called.

The guy sounded exhausted, and I figured he was exhausted by his own mental struggles.But what surprises me is that he hasn't planned to give up on Liangliang yet.

"Mo Le, I'm sure I like Liang Liang now, but he doesn't like me. And I liked girls before, but this time I fell in love with him... How can I be sure if he doesn't give me a chance? Do you want to talk to my parents about this?" His voice was mixed in the noisy background, "If he also likes me and is willing to come out of that kind of place, I will definitely fight hard with him .”

I asked: "Then you mean if he wants to be with you, you will definitely confess to your parents?"

"Well," Lin Luo's voice sounded very firm, "I've thought about it, if Liang Liang is willing to come out, I can help him find another job, and when I graduate and find a job and stabilize, I will be with my parents Let’s talk about this. Mo Le, I know you think I’m naive, but I really like Liang Liang. I’ve thought about it a lot these days, thinking that if I just forget about Liang Liang, wouldn’t it be nice? There are so many troubles... But I am not willing, I am not willing, I just don't want to let go of this opportunity."

I sighed, thinking that this could be regarded as enlightenment, although I don't think Aunt Lin and Uncle Lin can accept this kind of thing at all.

"But Lin Luo, there's nothing I can do if Liang Liang doesn't like you."

"I can chase him," Lin Luo said, "he ignores me these days, and he doesn't answer his calls, so how can I tell him..."

I thought about it, but I can't rush it.Liang Liang and I are still in a cold war, and Liang Liang will not completely hate Lin Luo when I mention Lin Luo?

I perfunctory Lin Luo and hung up the phone.Just thinking about how to reconcile with Liang Liang, another phone call came.

The incoming call showed an unknown number.I was a little puzzled, so when I picked it up, the person on the other side lowered his voice and said, "Mo Le?"

"I am." I was confused.

"Hey, come quickly, Liang Liang has a fever and refuses to leave, but now he is being entangled."