i only like your face

[Mo Ming Zhou Xu. Romance] This topic went out in less than two hours at midnight, and the netizens looked at it again in the morning, the blockbuster marketing account was unified, only saying that Mo Ming was one of Zhou Xu's fans... Zhou Xu once treated fans Very friendly, taking photos with fans is a common occurrence.

A large number of Zhou Xu fans objected to the platform using the dead idol blog topic to divert people, but anyone who gossiped about Zhou Xu's privacy was criticized by righteous words. Many fans posted photos with Zhou Xu in various activities. The topic of those two photos was greatly diluted, and there was a wave of nostalgia for Zhou Xu on the Internet.

Finally turned off the computer.

The apartment remained as it was at three o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, except for the living room and dining room, which seemed to have been swept by a storm, the other rooms were still intact.

Mo Ming didn't clean it up, and didn't contact the housekeeping company, but simply cleaned up Xiaohan's implicated nest.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, it began to snow again.

Mo Ming closed the window connecting to the balcony, carried the little boy in the living room together into the small study, squatted in front of the little guy and poked its nose lightly: "Hey, don't make noise later."

Xiaohan wagged his tail and lightly licked Mo Ming's fingers.

Looking at the time on the mobile phone, Mo Ming waited quietly in the living room. The sofa was covered with broken pieces of various kinds. Just clean up a place where people can sit at one end of the sofa, and then lean there to read a book intently.

Near six o'clock, the expected doorbell rang. Mo Ming put down his book and got up to open the door.

Opening the door, Mo Ming consciously turned sideways.

Han Shaoyun laughed: "Are you afraid that I will go in and kill you?"

He didn't see a trace of shock from Mo Ming's indifferent eyes, he calmly seemed to have expected that he would come again.

"If you were still dominated by anger, you wouldn't wait until evening to come." Mo Ming's voice was very calm, "I think after more than ten hours, you should have calmed down."

Han Shaolong stared into Mo Ming's eyes, "Then why do you think I'm here now?"

"After waking up, it is natural to settle accounts."

Han Shaoyun expressionless: "Yes."

Mo Ming turned around and went back to the living room, sat down where he was reading just now, and said to Han Shaoyun who came in, "Please sit down."

Han Shaoyun looked at the messy living room, the corners of his mouth twitched... There was no place to sit down.

But he couldn't stand and settle accounts with this guy.

"I was so scared that I forgot to clean up." Han Shaoyun sneered.

Mo Ming showed no expression: "I just think such a scene should make Mr. Han feel happy."

Han Shaoyun: "..."

The air was silent for two seconds, Han Shaoying closed his eyes heavily: "Okay, very good."

Taking out a cigarette from his pocket and putting it in his mouth, Han Shaoyun kicked away the broken porcelain at his feet, walked to one end of the TV cabinet and sat down.

"I just have one question... I met you at the bar for the first time, was it by chance?" Han Shaoying lowered his eyes and shook off the soot on his fingertips, "Don't worry, I'll tell you the truth, anyway, I already know a lot of bad things, this one is not bad .”

"No." Mo Ming said.

"So that day you deliberately appeared in front of me wearing the same clothes as Wen Ci?"

"Yes."

Han Shaoyun laughed, but his eyes were cold: "How about this, Mr. Mo, tell me what aspects you have been sincere to me in the past three years, even if you say one."

"No."

"..."

Without even a trace of hesitation in thinking, the calm and simple words hit Han Shaoying's vitals like a sharp sword.

Han Shaolong laughed softly.

He is really a bitch, he actually asks the truth knowingly and humiliates himself... The Mo Ming he once thought he knew was never the real Mo Ming.

"Well, it's good." With one hand on his leg like an eagle's claw, Han Shaoyun took a puff of cigarette, "Eat your takeaway, have your humanoid massage. Great, even take your clothes for you Being a puppet, well, I finally understand why you always said I was a good person before."

Mo Ming didn't speak, but looked down at the ground.

Maybe there was no reason to rest after three o'clock, Mo Ming's cold and pale face looked a little haggard, his distinct eyelashes drooped at the end of his eyes, he sat quietly on the sofa, his thin figure looked extremely small.

Han Shaoyun's breathing was burning, and he was almost confused by such a harmless Mo Ming again. He pinched his thigh hard, then stood up, and threw a black handbag he brought over at Mo Ming's feet.

"This is all the things that Mr. Mo gave me in the past three years, two pieces of clothes and a scarf." Han Shaoying said, "The clothes are broken, I put cash in it as compensation, and there is another 5 yuan to compensate you for this building." The damage to the apartment is more than adequate."

Mo Ming bent over to pick up the bag on the ground, but Han Shaoying had already stood in front of him.

Looking up slowly along the tailored black trousers, the upturned small face met Han Shaoying's gaze, and the deep facial features against the light had no warmth at the moment.

"Can you pay back my things..." Han Shaoyun said.

Mo Ming took the bag aside and stood up from the sofa. He was half a head shorter than Han Shaoying, and his eyes were slightly upturned.

"So, you want to give back everything from me?"

"Correct."

The distance was too close, Han Shaoyun almost saw his own reflection in Cong Mo Ming's eyes, as if reflected in the clear lake water with faint light spots, he felt chest tightness for no reason.

He once hugged him in his arms, the rare and ugly little boy, but now he is strange and hateful.

Mo Ming pursed his lips: "Is it all?"

"Yes, all of them." Han Shaoying said hoarsely, "I'd rather be a shameless person than be treated like a fool by you."

He knew in his heart that this man couldn't afford it.

Mo Ming has no sense of financial management, so he sold the two houses he gave him back then and returned them at the current market value. He would have to empty out all of his possessions, as well as those three million-dollar luxury cars... Knowing that Mo Ming loves money, he just wants this man to panic in front of the impending loss.

Making a person repent, repent, is the most effective way of punishment.

He couldn't bear his own unilateral anger and pain, but the culprit could still sit in front of him calmly, just because he didn't invest half of his emotions from the beginning to the end, he became a winner who stayed out of the matter.

At least, make this guy cry...

"If it's paid off, then this matter can be settled." Mo Ming asked.

"Well, if you still don't know..."

Han Shaoyun was about to continue talking when Mo Ming walked past him and went straight to the bedroom.

Soon, Mo Ming strenuously walked out holding a huge plastic storage box. The box was very heavy, and Mo Ming put it on the sofa, and the sofa sank in one piece.

Take off the lid of the storage box, revealing all kinds of gift boxes inside, most of which are still unopened.

Han Shaoying looked at the box, his pupils trembled.

This is…

"This is what you gave me during the three years we were together... I have thought about this day, so I have kept these complicated little gifts, you can count them."

"... "

Some things have been delivered for too long, and Han Shaoying has lost his memory, but he can barely recognize a few things...

The mahogany box should contain an auction item, an embossed dragon pattern dagger worth more than 900 million yuan, and a blue rectangular velvet box, which should be a string of more than 80 multi-treasure coral bracelets, and ...some of them haven't even been opened yet, and the seal on the small gift box is still there.

He suddenly remembered that when he gave gifts to Mo Ming in those years, Mo Ming would happily bend his eyes and kiss him. He liked to see Mo Ming smiling, and every time he came back from a business trip, he always wanted to bring something back for him. Xiaoguai is happy...

And when carrying him, it turned out that Mo Ming had never even opened the gift box.

Inside the box, there is also a familiar blue flannel box...

Han Shaoyun was breathing tremblingly, he picked up the velvet box from the box, gently opened the lid, and inside was a small blue broken diamond ring that he was all too familiar with.

After a few seconds of silence, Han Shaolong took out another ring from his pocket and put it in the box.

This is a couple...

Mo Ming looked away from the pair of rings, then took out a list and handed it to Han Shaoying, and continued: "This is other things except this box of gifts, including the caravan on it, and it will be converted according to the current market value. Into cash, you see what's the problem..."

Han Shaoyu was overwhelmed and took the piece of paper slowly.

On the list, the neat handwriting calculated every item of his Han Shaoying's expenses. The dense numbers even included the salary of the two dramas and one variety show in Xingci, as well as the 60 yuan that he personally promised every month. Wan... At the end there is an item of "Other", which is directly followed by 530 million.

"There are always some fragmented things that can't be counted clearly, so I added another item." Mo Ming said, "It's also to make up an integer of 5000 million."

Han Shaolong was completely taken aback.

Mo Ming's posture is more like a person who settles accounts than him.

But the purpose of his trip wasn't to get a bill at all, these things didn't mean anything to him, he just wanted to use them to make this man admit his mistakes and make him regret.

"Well, you have the guts." Han Shaoyun clenched the list in his hand and raised his eyelids, "Then what are you going to do with the 5000 million..."

Before Han Shaolong finished speaking, Mo Ming put a bank card in the box.

"There are 5000 million in this card." Mo Ming said softly, "The password is three to eight."

Han Shaoyun stared at the card, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"How do you..."

Han Shaolong didn't ask any further, under Mo Ming's indifferent gaze, he felt like he had become a clown again.

He calmed down for a day and thought about it for a day. He came here just to find a little bit of dignity and psychological balance, but it felt like he was slapped lightly by Mo Mingyun.

"Well, very good, the last name, you are awesome..."

Han Shaoying's eyes were flushed, and he nodded his hands: "You'd better never, never appear in front of my eyes..."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

"Your things." Mo Ming reminded.

Han Shaoyong stood there for two seconds, his fists almost shattered, turned around and picked up the storage box on the sofa, and gave Mo Ming a glance: "If the card is missing a penny, I will definitely come back to you."

Mo Ming didn't speak.

After leaving, Han Shaoying immediately went to confirm the amount of the card. He still couldn't believe that Mo Ming could come up with such a large amount of money. He remembered that before Mo Ming was with him, he was still living in a rented house in Chuanhai. poor students.

嗏

Confirmed after checking, the balance in the card is 8000 yuan and 92 cents...

Han Shaoyun thought he was blind, so he opened his eyes wide and moved closer to the screen.

"Fuck..."

It's fucking almost [-] million...

The phone call suddenly rang, and Han Shaoying was stunned for a long time before taking out the phone.

"... "

It's Mo Ming's call.

"Sorry." Mo Ming's voice was cold, but slightly hurried, "I just took the wrong card."

Han Shaoyun: "..."