[Jian Wang III] Until the world is turned upside down

The warm yellow light illuminated the bathroom a bit golden, and the mirror that occupied the entire wall reflected Mu Xuanying who was squatting on the toilet.Mu Xuanying raised her head in a daze, and happened to see herself in the mirror.He was startled suddenly, frightened by his blushing that was about to explode.Only then did he realize that staying in this enclosed space...was a bit stuffy.

His gaze shifted from the mirror to the sink, where the bottles and jars were placed casually, some of them belonged to him, and some belonged to Mo Yu.However, when he touched Mo Yu's bottles and cans, he immediately retracted his gaze and stared at the darkened phone screen in a daze.

go out?Of course I'm going out, but... when will I be going out?

Before Mu Xuanying could figure it out, Mo Yu's voice came from outside the door, as usual, low and hoarse: "Maomao, I'll go out for a while, come back at lunch, you...you can arrange it as you like."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the door closing reached his ears.

Mu Xuanying breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily, but when she relaxed her spine, she suddenly realized something—I'm afraid... Brother Yu chose to go out because he saw that he would be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, he was even more restless, stood up and rushed out.

However, the soft brown carpeted hallway was empty at first glance.

"... People, are you missing?" Mu Xuanying suddenly opened her eyes wide in surprise.Mo Yu left so quickly, so quickly... as if he had something to do to go out instead of embarrassing him as he thought.

His eyes stayed on the intricately patterned carpet for a while, then he turned and walked back to the room.

After returning to the room, he turned off the light in the bathroom, then walked slowly towards the sofa and sat down.

On the table next to the sofa was a book that Mo Yu hadn't finished. The title of the book was in letters he couldn't understand, but the cover was very beautiful.

He thought for a while, picked up the book, and rubbed his fingers on the plain cover a few times before flipping through it.

"Sure enough... I still don't understand..." He murmured to himself, flipping through a few pages with his fingers, the smell of typeface had already wafted in the air, and the tip of his nose could only smell the cold and loose smell that Mo Yu often had. breath.

In the end, Mu Xuanying put down the book in dismay, but did not look away.There are a few marks on the spine that are so shallow that they can hardly be seen. If Mu Xuanying hadn't looked at it so closely, no one would have noticed it.

That is not an accidental crease, but a mark that someone squeezed the spine of the book and then forcibly smoothed it out.

By coincidence, Mu Xuanying reached out and touched the mark.Under the unique texture of the paper, the traces are very shallow, but very deep.At that moment, he seemed to be able to see that Mo Yu could only clenched the book in his hands tightly in pain, but he was reluctant to smooth out the nail marks afterwards.

...What is this book about?

Once this idea popped up in my mind, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

Mu Xuanying took out her mobile phone, entered a string of letters that were not in English, and pressed search.The page turned, and a few sparse results popped up, only one of which was in Chinese that he could understand.

He clicked in, it was a blogger's reading notes.

Short to the extreme.It is better to say that it is a reading record than reading notes.

But at least he knew the title of the book.

"Childhood Experience and Social Deconstruction".

Mu Xuanying felt hot in the palm of his hand almost instantly, so hot that he almost couldn't hold the phone.

He closed the page in a panic, not even wanting to touch the book with his eyes.Panting rapidly, he slumped on the sofa, his chest heaving up and down, and in this summer when the central air conditioner was turned on, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Childhood experience and... He hardly dared to recall the last four words, which was an area he had never thought about deeply since he grew up.

Mu Xuanying's nocturnal emission came very late, two years ago, when he was 17 years old.When he got up the next morning, his underwear was so wet that he thought he wet the bed.Hurrying to pack himself up before his roommate got up, he ran to class in a hurry.

After that, although there were still a few experiences, he gradually got used to it.But he has always been superficial, and he often participates in sports, and after venting his energy, he puts this matter behind him.

□□... When he thought about it, his face felt burning.While he wanted to know why Mo Yu was reading this book, he pursed his lips in embarrassment.

Mu Xuanying sat on the sofa, thinking wildly for an unknown amount of time.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and he jumped up from the sofa in fright. "Who! Yes, who is it!"

"It's me, Momo."

When it was Mo Yu's voice, Mu Xuanying didn't even know how to put her hands and feet back. She wanted to put the book back to its original place, but she couldn't remember where it was before.After swaying around, he remembered Mo Yu standing outside the door again, and nervously moved over to open the door.

Crack—the door opened, and Mu Xuanying was so startled that she almost jumped up again.

"You, you're back!" After saying this, Mu Xuanying fled into the bathroom again.

"Huh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" With her back against the door, Mu Xuanying breathed out involuntarily at first, and then she came to her senses, howled in a low voice, and rubbed her hair vigorously.

"It's messed up again..." Mu Xuanying was about to cry.He doesn't know what's wrong with him recently, besides being more shy than before, he is also worried about gains and losses, thinking about strange things.

Boom—this time, Mo Yu chose to knock on the door.

Mu Xuanying, who was leaning against the door, was so startled that he almost cried out. His willpower forced him to swallow the cry, and he tried his best to restrain his emotions, shaking his lips and asking, "W-what's the matter?"

"I'm going to the toilet."

"Ah? Ah! I, I'll come out right away!" Mu Xuanying was extremely annoyed, and rushed out after opening the door.

Mo Yu seemed to have calculated his movements correctly, instead of going into the bathroom, he grabbed his wrist with one hand and pulled him around his arm.

"Yu, Brother Yu?"

Mo Yu didn't let go, but raised Mu Xuanying's head gently and forcefully with his free other hand.He fixed his eyes on Mu Xuanying, frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Surprised by Mo Yu's actions, Mu Xuanying resisted the urge to shrink back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yu looked him up and down, trying to see something from him.

Mu Xuanying withdrew his hands. Under such gazes, he felt as if his whole body was naked, as if all his thoughts and thoughts had been seen through.

Mo Yu just looked at him without saying a word.Mu Xuanying's heart trembled when he kept watching him, he blinked a few times, and decided to break the deadlock first: "Brother Yu, you..."

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Yu interrupted him, and his gaze became even more intense, as if Mu Xuanying's every small gesture that could reveal his meaning was caught in his eyes: "I think you are not in the right state recently. Do you need to talk?" ?”

The so-called chatting is to deeply analyze yourself face to face.This situation happened when Mu Xuanying first took over the job as a manager.At that time they chatted all afternoon, and Mu Xuanying still remembers that he said a lot of words that are very shameful when he thinks about it now. Every time he thinks about it, he wants to push himself in the toilet and wash it well-it must be The atmosphere was great!

So this time, when Mo Yu proposed to have a chat, Mu Xuanying, who had already suffered a setback, made a quick decision and shook her head in rejection without any hesitation.Joke, he is not stupid, it is enough for such a shameful thing to happen once, how can he give him a second chance?

However, Mo Yu hooked the corners of his lips, showed a smile, moved the hand that was holding Mu Xuanying's head to his hair, touched it, then lowered his voice, and asked, "Come on, tell Brother Yu, you What's wrong?"

...Foul, foul!This is really, really foul!

Mu Xuanying was dizzy from Mo Yu's actions, and let Mo Yu lead him to the sofa to sit down, and then he would answer whatever Mo Yu asked...

It was almost twelve o'clock when my stomach made a gurgling sound.Mu Xuanying suddenly came back to her senses, almost lighting a row of candles for herself who was crying stupidly.It is agreed that there will be no second time!

Mu Xuanying decided that she should exercise her ability to resist beauty, and she must never listen to Mo Yu's actions obediently just by smiling!

But before you work out, fill your belly first!His stomach was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.Mu Xuanying rubbed her belly, her eyes were sad.

Mo Yu looked at it, chuckled, and when Mu Xuanying looked over, coughed, pretending to be honest and said: "It's almost time, let's go down to eat."

What?Mu Xuanying didn't keep up with his pace and looked at him in surprise.

"Before I went out and borrowed a place to stew something, now I see the time, it should be ready." Mo Yu explained.

When Mo Yu mentioned this, Mu Xuanying remembered what he had done during that time, his face was on fire, and he stammered, "I, I... that, that... I, I'm sorry!" Although it was difficult to say the apology, but just as I said it, I was secretly relieved.Although... he still cared about that book.

Mo Yu heard the apology, but her reaction was beyond Mu Xuanying's expectations.He was walking in front, ready to take Mu Xuanying over, but suddenly stopped, and when Mu Xuanying almost bumped into him, he turned around suddenly.

"What, what's wrong?" Mo Yu's expression was so strange that Mu Xuanying couldn't help asking.

However, Mo Yu just stroked his hair again, turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word.

It was as if, in the end, he still didn't say what he wanted to say.

And Mo Yu's figure, looking from the back, seemed to have a lot of secrets that he couldn't understand.

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