i only like your face

Looking at those eyes full of anger and disappointment, Mo Ming gradually felt a little strange.

Outside the window, there is a lot of snow...

That year, it seemed that it was also a snowy winter, and such an unheard-of thing as being blackmailed by helping others fell on him...

In fact, it was the first time he did something good.

Everyone knows that his family is a mess, so he should be a bad person, smoking, drinking, fighting, and lying like his gambling father.

That evening, he was detained like a prisoner in the hospital corridor and waited for his family to "redeem". In fact, he was not sad or wronged. He had no money, no face and no mother. At that moment, his tears were still out of control...

In front of the bench in the corridor, he squatted in front of him, wearing a mask and only showing a pair of gentle eyes.

-----I will support you, Mo Ming, I believe in you...

In this black and white world, being favored has always been a luxury.

People are always different.

Like that guy, and others...

It was completely dark.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon lights of the city are like a sea of ​​stars without temperature under a snowy night.

The lights in the corridor were not bright, but Mo Ming felt as if he saw Han Shaorong's face clearly for the first time. He walked up to Han Shaorong in a daze, raised his hand and gently stroked Han Shaorong's frowning eyebrows because of his displeasure.

The warm and soft touch fell between the brows, Han Shaoying's dark pupils trembled slightly, and his thin lips moved unconsciously. He looked at Mo Ming who was close at hand, and couldn't help reaching out to hold his waist, and his voice was much softer : "I just want to help you solve this matter. I believe that you are unintentional from the beginning to the end, and I will not allow anyone to slander you outside..."

Mo Ming nodded slightly, with a faint smile in his eyes: "Well, thank you."

He wouldn't think this man was stupid, and he was already very content with this man being able to do such a thing when all the information he knew was wrong.

Han Shaoying's face suddenly softened, and he said patiently: "I know, you must hope that I will follow you unconditionally, but this is not a trivial matter. Wenci almost lost his life because of your mistake, and he will help you avoid suspicion , if you don’t even apologize to him in this situation, it’s really unreasonable.”

Han Shaoyun bowed his head and kissed Mo Ming's lips, and said softly, "So listen to me, go back and apologize sincerely to Wenci, say sorry..."

Even now that he thinks he has let go of the past, when facing Wenci, he still has a vague embarrassment in his heart. He really doesn't want to feel indebted to Wenci again because of this matter, which is tantamount to re-establishing Establishing a connection with Wenci makes it more difficult for him to be natural when facing Wenci...

He has long been accustomed to regard the matter of the end of life as his own.

Han Shaoyun took Mo Ming's hand to take him back to the ward, but Mo Ming gently withdrew his hand.

"I always insist that he unlocked the safety buckle himself, and I don't want to repeat it a third time..." Mo Ming said in a soft voice, "I don't want to make Brother Long angry, but I really tried my best..."

"you…"

"I'm going back to the hotel first..." Mo Ming didn't meet Han Shaoying's eyes, turned around and left slowly.

"stop!"

Looking at Mo Ming's back standing not far away, Han Shaoyong said in a deep voice, "Just a word of sorry, what are you trying to pretend?"

Mo Ming didn't look back, but raised his foot and walked forward again.

Han Shaoyu was furious, and turned to Mo Ming's back: "I see everything Wenci does, and you, I didn't care about your cold-blooded appearance after Wenci fell into the water!"

Seeing Mo Ming walking away without turning his head, Han Shaoyun blurted out, "Take another step, and don't expect to see me again!"

Mo Ming suddenly stopped in place and turned around.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side, the neon lights of high-rise buildings in the distance spread like a layer of cold mist on Mo Ming's face as calm as water.

Looking at Mo Ming, in a trance, Han Shaoyun recalled that night in the restaurant, when Mo Ming turned his head to look like himself, that casual glance.

Later he thought it was jealousy, but now he suddenly realized that it was not at all.

Because there is no anger, complaints, or sadness at all... It is calm, like a glance casually passing through the air.

For no reason, a burst of irritability and anger that was stronger than that night in the restaurant squeezed his chest, like a silent but extremely cruel spirit.

Fuck, that look again!

Again!

The fire wire suddenly burned to the end, and a wave of hot and out-of-control air rushed straight to Han Shaoyun's forehead. He couldn't find anything to vent the fire on the left and right, so he just used the foot wall.

In the end, Han Shaoyu didn't say anything, turned around and left wrapped in evil spirit.

Mo Ming stood there for a while, then turned and left.

Not long after returning to the hotel, Mo Ming received a message from Han Shaorong.

[Brother Z]: I will give you one night to reflect

[Brother Z]: Immediately after the recording ends tomorrow, go to the hotel where I live

The next day was only half-day recording in the morning.

Wen Ci was absent due to a foot injury, and the original script of the show was changed, so the recording of the eight people went smoothly.

A few people left T City in a hurry to catch up with the next announcement. In the end, there were only four or five people in the agreed dinner party, but everyone was still in good spirits, and Mo Ming felt extraordinarily relaxed.

After finishing this job, he can also leave the circle with peace of mind.

There's nothing worth remembering about him...

Halfway through the meal, Mo Ming received a message from Gao Chen.

[Gao Chen]: I received the photo album, do you still need it?

【Gao Chen】: [Picture]

It's a photo of a photo album, two fingers thick, with an old dark gold cover, it looks like it's been a while.

Mo Ming's heart beat faster, he knew whose album it was, and replied quickly.

[Mo Ming]: May I ask when will you have the soonest time?

[Gao Chen]: I have time all day today

Mo Ming immediately booked the earliest flight back to Chuanhai in the afternoon.

Like rushing to a long-lost date, everything was left behind.

Chuanhai seems to be one step away from the cold winter...

The afterglow of the evening reflected the bustling city extraordinarily gently.

Mo Ming took the car to the gate of the community where he and Han Shaoying lived together, and he made an appointment with Gao Chen to meet at the pet shop there.

From afar, Mo Ming saw Gao Chen who was waiting for him.

There were many customers in the pet shop, Gao Chen didn't wait inside, he was standing by the flower bed in front of the pet shop with a white bag in his hand, wearing a mask, his brows and eyes were cold, until he saw Mo Ming approaching.

"Sorry, evening rush hour, the road is a bit congested." Mo Ming said, his gaze quickly shifted from Gao Chen's face to the bag in his hand.

Gao Chen didn't talk nonsense, and directly handed the bag in his hand to Mo Ming.

Mo Ming took it, glanced at the photo album inside, then grabbed the bag tightly, raised his head and said seriously: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Gao Chen knew that Mo Ming was not in the mood to do or listen to anything other than looking at the photo album at this time, so many words were twisted around his lips, but he swallowed them back as usual.

Mo Ming went back to the apartment here nearby. He was kicked out by Han Shaoyong before, and he could not move back in time after reconciliation, but the password of the apartment door lock has not changed.

Sitting on the sofa, Mo Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath before carefully opening the photo album.

There is no specific category for the photos in the album. There are single photos of Zhou Xu holding a trophy, group photos of Zhou Xu having dinner with friends, or photos taken at home, with a table of four or five home-cooked dishes, and photos taken on the balcony. Vigorously growing green plants... But I don't know if it's blank or for other reasons, there are several pages with one or two blank pages, but it doesn't affect the appreciation.

Most of the photos are full of gentle and bright breath of life, and he can even spy on Zhou Xu's life through these photos.

There are a few photos that he did not take, such as the table of dishes, which was the first meal he ate in Zhou Xu's apartment, which Zhou Xu cooked himself, or the photo of Zhou Xu with his back to the sky full of fireworks and his face Photo of smiling for the camera.

That day was Zhou Xu's birthday, and it was also a small firework festival in Chuanhai. In the evening, they watched the fireworks together at the riverside square...

Those moments, those bits and pieces...

Mo Ming gently stroked the face in the photo with his fingers, the handsome and deep eyebrows seemed to hide a gentle sea of ​​stars.

Eyes are still moist unconsciously in the smile...

Those good times in his heart are also deeply remembered by the people he likes.

Looking at the short life that belonged to Zhou Xu, it was like seeing Zhou Xu again, a clean and warm figure appeared in front of my eyes, making up for the regret that I hadn't had time to see the last time...

Mo Ming finally saw himself in the photo album, sitting in front of a cake with candles, covering his face with his hands, but he knew that it was him.

Mo Ming directly pulled out the photo and held it in the palm of his hand.

It was his [-]th birthday, he was admitted to C University, and in Chuanhai, Zhou Xu accompanied him on his first birthday.

In addition to working hard to study for C University, his life has been perfunctory and sloppy. He is really not used to this kind of overly serious birthday ceremony. When Zhou Xu smiled and asked him to close his eyes and make a wish, he covered his entire face in embarrassment and embarrassment. Living.

In fact, he blushed at that moment, under the halo of candlelight, Zhou Xu's gentle eyes really hit his heart...

Mo Ming laughed with wet eyes... He is so lucky to have such a beautiful past that is almost unreal.

When he was about to put the photos back into the album, Mo Ming suddenly found that there were words on the back of the photos.

It was Zhou Xu's handwriting, neatly written in two lines with a black marker.

[May the adult Mr. Mo stay away from sloppy and perfunctory life...]

life away from...

The mobile phone on the coffee table kept ringing, and Mo Ming, who was standing on the balcony blowing the wind, didn't seem to hear anything, staring at the distant night scene in a daze.

Back then, he rushed to that figure desperately, quit smoking, studied, was admitted to C University, and became the pride of an admirer from a bad boy. He accomplished what he thought was the greatest feat in his life, but after that figure disappeared , I thought everything was meaningless.

But not so...

His life has long been endowed with multiple meanings by Zhou Xu, and he resolutely bid farewell to sloppy and perfunctory life as early as the year he met Zhou Xu.

He has always known it, but occasionally he doesn't want to live so soberly.

The evening wind is cold.

The night was long but gentle.

Mo Ming was lying on the bed, and he looked at the photo album over and over all night, without pain or tears, as if he was wandering in a warm stream of time, and in his memories, he would revisit those years with Zhou Xu aside...

In the early morning, Mo Ming fell asleep lying on the photo album.

He dreamed back to meeting Zhou Xu for the first time. He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a slender camel coat, warm and gentlemanly...

Mo Ming was woken up by the sound of a mobile phone call.

When I touched the phone to my ear, I heard Han Shaoying's voice, like dozens of layers of frost: "Where are you?"

Mo Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes and told the truth.

Han Shaolong immediately hung up the phone.

Looking at the time on the phone, Mo Ming found that it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Today is still sunny, Mo Ming looks out of the window, thinking in a daze, it seems that Xiaohan can be picked up today.

You can also go to the repertory troupe and report to the teacher.

When Han Shaohong arrived, Mo Ming was still brushing his teeth. He was standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at his mouth full of toothpaste foam. It was obviously Mo Ming who had just woken up, and his eyes were filled with sand and stones.

He didn't sleep well all night, and came here as soon as he got off the plane, this idiot slept soundly!

Mo Ming washed up quickly, and went to the living room to receive Han Shaoying's lecture.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came back? Why didn't you answer your call last night?"

Han Shaoyun almost exhausted his whole body's restraint to hold back his temper at this moment. His eyes were bloodshot, which was caused by the smoldering fire for two nights and one day.

On the way back, all he could think in his mind was that he must teach Mo Ming a severe lesson this time.

He actually left without saying goodbye, and refused to answer his phone call. How could he have the guts to make such a fuss with him!

"...I'm sorry." Mo Ming said seriously.

He didn't want to make this man angry, he had indeed worked very hard to be the kind of lover this man asked for when they were together back then...

"I'm sorry, shit!" The accumulated smoldering fire finally broke out, looking at the man in front of him, Han Shaoyun only felt his brain buzzing, "Did I treat you too well, now you can show my face, if you want Is apologizing to Wenci killing you? Since you are so strong, why are you going back to this apartment, why didn't you move out earlier!"

"I'm sorry..." Mo Ming looked at the ground and said softly, "You can scold me until you calm down."

Only when the man calms down can he talk to him seriously.

"Calm down? Even if you kowtow to Wen Ci to apologize now, it's impossible for me to calm down!"

"... "

Mo Ming glanced at Han Shaoying, and after a brief pause of two seconds, he lowered his eyes calmly to the ground.

Han Shaoyun: "..."

fuck it!

That look again!

Again! !

It was like hitting the cotton with a fist, but a thousand times the force bounced back to him. Han Shaoying's face was ashen, and his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

He seems to be unable to shake the mood of the guy in front of him with a simple reprimand...

Mo Ming saw that Han Shaoying was silent for a long time without speaking, and when he raised his head, he saw his face was gloomy, staring at him without saying a word, but he didn't seem to be out of control like before.

"Are you feeling better?"

Mo Ming asked warmly, "If you feel better, I want to tell you something."

Han Shaoyun closed his eyes heavily, took a deep breath almost imperceptibly, and said, "I also have something to tell you."

Mo Ming was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded cooperatively.

"You said."

With one hand in his pocket, Han Shaoyong raised his chin, and said calmly, "Your performance these past two days has disappointed me, and I don't have the patience to continue correcting you. Go do whatever you like."

Mo Ming looked at him: "You mean..."

"It means our relationship is over."

Han Shaoyu took up the conversation, put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and said without expression, "Mo Ming, let's break up..."

He will definitely not forgive this guy this time as easily as the previous two times, otherwise it will make him more and more strengthen the illusion that no matter what he did wrong, he can be forgiven by him, and even if they break up, they can get back together.

He was not firm enough the first two times, no matter how pitiful or sympathetic this guy is this time, he will not soften his heart so quickly.

Otherwise, after getting married, Han Shaoying can still have his voice in this family?

The air quieted down.

Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyong, slightly dazed.

Han Shaoying also put his other hand into his pocket, his brows were tinged with lightness, he saw the strangeness in Mo Ming's eyes, and continued to say coldly: "Didn't hear clearly, then let me say it again, let's break up."

Suddenly, Mo Ming rolled his eyes.

Near noon, a large piece of golden sunlight poured into the living room from the balcony, and even the floating dust in the air seemed to be coated with a light halo.

Mo Ming smiled and said softly, "Okay."

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