My roommate is finally back to normal

"You want to." Tong Mo softly responded with four words.

Gao Boxin couldn't help laughing: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to say that you look cute like this."

cute?

Tong Mo couldn't agree with his description.

Tong Mo practiced for an hour, and felt that it was a little hard work. After a fall, he simply sat on the mattress.

He took off the sandbag and put it aside, stretched his legs, and tried to straighten his toes.

Even if it was a rest, he did not forget that Gao Boxin said that he should rest and stretch before and after exercise.

Gao Boxin sat down beside him, lowered his head and looked along his slender legs.

Tong Mo's ankles are very thin, his toes are clean and long, and the straight shape is even more beautiful.

Although Gao Boxin stared at it for almost an hour, he still felt that he couldn't see enough...

Tong Mo turned his head to talk to Gao Boxin, but accidentally saw Gao Boxin staring at his feet.

If it was said that Gao Boxin stared at his feet just now because he wanted to protect him, the sight now cannot be explained by ordinary reasons.

Even if Gao Boxin didn't explain, Tong Mo could still imagine what messed things were going on in this man's mind.

So he got off the mat, walked barefoot on the floor to the chair, put on his socks, and put on the cotton slippers again.

Gao Boxin also stood up from the mat.

Seeing Tong Mo put on his shoes, he looked a little disappointed.

Tong Mo couldn't bear it anymore, his face blushed slightly, and he looked at Gao Boxin with a slight frown.

Gao Boxin raised his hand: "My fault, I was distracted just now."

What a god.

Why are you distracted.

What are you doing looking at my feet?

Tong Mo didn't want to say anything, picked up the schoolbag on the side and carried it on his back, expressing silent protest.

"Are you going home?" Gao Boxin panicked like never before, "I'll see you off, I'll make up for my mistakes, okay?"

It was another sentence that made Tong Mo's scalp tingle, he turned his head and said softly: "No need, I can just take a taxi home."

"Are you really angry?" Gao Boxin turned his head to look at his face, "I promised Uncle Lin that I would send you back unharmed and report to him that you are safe. You must make me keep my promise."

Tong Mo didn't intend to show his temper at this juncture, he put down his schoolbag, sat back on the chair, and looked at Gao Boxin: "If you don't find it troublesome, give it to me."

Gao Boxin was very happy to be troubled, got up and walked towards the room: "Then wait for me for a while, I'll get something."

Tong Mo didn't follow him.

Since he stepped into this room, the door of Gao Boxin's room has been closed. Even if Gao Boxin went in to get the cushion, he closed the door behind him.

It can be seen that Gao Boxin's room is a piece of privacy that he attaches great importance to, and Tong Mo will not want to touch it lightly.

But within a few minutes after Gao Boxin entered, he suddenly called Tong Mo in the room: "Tong Mo, can you come in?"

Tong Mo stood up suspiciously: "Where should I go?"

"My room, isn't there a door in front of you?" Gao Boxin's voice came out.

Tong Mo: "..."

Gao Boxin's room is as simple and clean as the living room.

Gao Boxin sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Tong Mo. The bed was covered with a light gray quilt, and the quilt was folded very flat.

Tong Mo was a little uncomfortable standing in it.

Originally, he didn't have many opportunities to be guests in other people's homes, and it was even rarer to enter other people's rooms.

I always feel that the room is like a close-fitting clothing of a person. Once entered, that clothing is equivalent to disappearing.

Gao Boxin, who was sitting by the bed at the moment, also seemed to have lost that dress, and was exposed in front of him without any cover.

"You can sit in this chair." Gao Boxin gestured to the chair next to the desk in front of him.

This room is not very old, with a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk, there is very little room for movement.

Tong Mo took the chair out from under the desk, and the space between the desk and the bed seemed even narrower.

He deliberately didn't care about Gao Boxin who was sitting behind him, pretending to watch the furnishings in the room, his eyes wandering around.

He saw that besides the neatly arranged textbooks and reference books, there was also a photo on the desk.

In the photo is a woman with a child.

In more detail, it is a beautiful young woman with a boy who should be in elementary school.

The boy didn't seem to want to take pictures very much, and was forcibly dragged to his side by the woman.

There was a pretentiously cold expression on that immature face, in stark contrast to the woman's bright smile.

"This child..." Tong Mo stared at it for a while, then unconsciously turned to look at Gao Boxin who was beside the bed.

Gao Boxin was already very close to the chair he was sitting on, but Tong Mo, who turned his head, suddenly faced him, and both of them were a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Gao Boxin raised his body, leaned forward with his upper body against Tong Mo's side, and took the photo frame from the table.

"This is a photo of me when I was a child." Gao Boxin held the photo frame in his hand and flicked it lightly with his fingertips. "I was in sixth grade, and I was about to take the entrance exam. My mother came to the school to find me."

"That was also the only time my mother and I took a photo together. She kept saying that she wanted to take another photo with me, but when I entered junior high school, she was sick and hospitalized, so she didn't want to take any more photos." Gao Baixin looked down. The person in the photo spoke calmly.

"She now..." Tong Mo asked hesitantly.

"She left in my freshman year," Gao Boxin said.

"Speaking of which, my mother's fate is actually not very good. She married a worthless man at a young age, thinking that a man with no money might treat her well, but she has experienced domestic violence for ten years," Gao Boxin Whispered, "She said she didn't get divorced because of me, but I always thought she should have divorced from the beginning. Finally, after I finished primary school, she separated from that man and got seriously ill again .”

"She always said that she hoped that I would grow up quickly, grow up healthy and happy, and become a promising person." Gao Baixin gently put the photo back on the table, "But why didn't she wait a few more years?"

"In the years when my mother was subjected to domestic violence, my uncle helped her a lot, so I think that if I can, I will also be a policeman to protect her, but it's a pity..." Gao Boxin said here, Taking a deep breath, he didn't speak any more.

When Gao Boxin stood up, Tong Mo felt that the chair was bumped lightly, he stood up quickly, and stretched out his hand to support Gao Boxin without hesitation.

Gao Boxin looked down at him: "?"

"Don't be sad," Tong Mo said softly, "You are living a very good life now, and you are also very promising. She will be very happy when she knows."

Gao Boxin remained silent.

Tong Mo folded his arms and put his arms around Gao Boxin's shoulders.

"Actually, I didn't ask you to come into the room to say this—" After a while, Gao Boxin said in a low voice.

"Well, what do you want to say to me?" Tong Mo still didn't let go, put his arm around Gao Boxin's shoulder, and whispered in Gao Boxin's ear.

"What I want to say is..." Gao Baixin closed his eyes and sighed, "I've already forgotten."

Tong Mo patted Gao Boxin's back lightly: "Then you don't talk, I don't talk anymore, you take a rest."

When Gao Boxin was hugged by him, he didn't move, as if he really listened to Tong Mo's words.

Tong Mo also hugged him and did not move.

Gao Boxin's family members are not around, this is the first news that Tong Mo knew, but he didn't expect the truth to be so sad.

The word "sorrow" doesn't suit Gao Boxin either, he still prefers to see Gao Boxin domineering and domineering.

Tong Mo turned to look at Gao Boxin's face, Gao Boxin lowered his eyes slightly, there was no expression on his face, and naturally there were no tears that Tong Mo was worried about.

Tong Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Tong Mo was about to let go and walk to the living room to make another cup of tea, Gao Boxin suddenly grabbed his wrist.

With the other hand, Gao Boxin took out something from behind, and put it directly on Tong Mo's right wrist.

Tong Mo lowered his head in doubt, and found that it was a wrist guard on his right wrist.

The wristband made of dark blue non-woven fabric, with a row of small stars embroidered on one side, is just the right size to wear on Tong Mo's wrist.

"The wrist is too thin. Fortunately, I deliberately made it smaller." Gao Boxin commented.

"You did it?" Tong Mo asked in surprise.

"Well, I'm also planning to make a pair of knee pads. I should be ready when the sports meeting starts, and I'll send it to you then." Gao Boxin said.

"Why did you give me these things?" Tong Mo asked suspiciously.

"I said before that I will give you a prize when you participate in the sports meeting." Gao Boxin reminded him.

"But what you said is—" Tong Mo stopped his voice abruptly.

What Gao Boxin said at the time was: "If you get the ranking, no matter how many you place, I will give you a prize."

Since there are prizes regardless of the number of places, then this prize must be given away.

Tong Mo couldn't help reaching out to touch the little star on the wristband again and again. Compared with receiving a gift from Gao Boxin, he was more surprised that Gao Boxin could do such meticulous handwork.

How many surprises does Gao Boxin want to give him?

"Do you like it?" Gao Baixin lowered his head and asked in his ear.

Tong Mo nodded.

"Like blue?" Gao Boxin asked.

Tong Mo said, "Well, blue is pretty good."

"Do you like stars?" Gao Boxin asked again.

"The stars are not bad either." Tong Mo touched those little stars again.

Gao Boxin didn't continue to ask, but just looked at Tong Mo with a smile in his eyes.

Somehow, Tong Mo understood the meaning in Gao Boxin's eyes

"Do you like me?"

He thought he was probably crazy.

Or he was completely infected by Gao Boxin's abnormality.

After changing his shoes, Tong Mo opened the door and walked out, standing at the stairs and waiting for Gao Boxin to come out.

"Don't go downstairs first, all the lights in this building are out."

Gao Boxin immediately locked the door, walked to Tong Mo's side, and took Tong Mo's hand.

"I'll take you down." Before Tong Mo could speak, he pulled Tong Mo and began to walk down the stairs.

Gao Boxin skillfully used the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate the road, and he did not lie about the broken light in the elevator room, so Tong Mo did not break away from his hand.

Gao Boxin took Tong Mo downstairs, and his bicycle was parked next to the unit building.

He bent down to unlock the bicycle, and at this moment he had to let go of Tong Mo's hand.

But when he got on the bicycle and let Tong Mo sit in the back seat, he held Tong Mo's hand again.

Tong Mo looked at Gao Boxin suspiciously, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Gao Boxin put his hand on his waist, and pulled him a little closer to his back.

"Hold," Gao Boxin said, "don't let go."

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