The wound on his head recovered well. Liu Mo didn't remember how long it took, but when he realized that he didn't need a bandage anymore, he couldn't even see the wound. If it weren't for the occasional itching under the cut hair, Liu Mo wouldn't even remember having such a big hole in his head.

Xu Zhi used to say that he was an optimist who could think about many things.

optimist?

Every time Liu Mo thinks of these three words, he always wants to laugh.

Where do optimists come from, they just want to think better and make themselves a little more comfortable.

What else?Die if you can't figure it out?

Xu Zhi woke up and heard the sound of spatulas hitting. He walked over and found Liu Mo busy in the kitchen. Xu Zhi rubbed his eyes, not daring to make a sound. He just stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Liu Mo. He was wearing shampooed hair. Bai's home clothes were wearing an apron, and his back was thin. Xu Zhi looked at it, and felt that time went back for a moment, as if he and Liu Mo were still best friends a few years ago. He went to Liu Mo's house for dinner, and Liu Mo Mo also cooks for him in the kitchen.

Liu Mo turned off the fire, turned around with two bowls of steaming noodles, walked to Xu Zhi's face to invite you, and said calmly, "Go wash up and have breakfast."

Xu Zhi suddenly came back to his senses, took a step back, and looked embarrassed: "Oh... yes."

Liu Mo ignored him, put the noodles on the table, took off his apron, sat down and began to eat. Xu Zhi quickly finished washing, and carefully sat opposite him. He talked and sat down to eat noodles honestly.

Liu Mo's craftsmanship is very good, the noodles are moderately soft and firm, and the soup is rich and delicious. After Xu Zhi took a bite, he mixed the noodles and soup. When stirring with his chopsticks, he found shrimps in the soup.

He likes to eat seafood noodles the most, and he likes to eat shrimps in seafood noodles, but he has eaten a lot of seafood noodles, but he always feels that the ones sold outside are not good. The seafood noodles made by Grandma Liu Mo are the best, especially in soup. It is Xu Zhi's favorite. Every time Xu Zhi eats seafood noodles, grandma always gives him an extra spoonful of shrimp.

Grandma Liu Mo passed away, and he thought he would never be able to eat again.

As Xu Zhi ate and ate, tears fell into the bowl in big drops.Holding the bowl, he cried and ate while tears slipped into his mouth, feeling a little idle.

Liu Mo's eating of noodles didn't stop at all because of a sobbing man sitting across from him, his mood didn't change at all, calm and indifferent.

After Liu Mo finished eating the noodles, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

Xu Zhi cried and finished chopping the noodles. He couldn't stop crying until the end, the soup slid down the side of the bowl, staining the table a bit messy.

Xu Zhi felt ashamed and embarrassed when a man who was almost 30 years old was crying like this. He lowered his head and quickly wiped his face with a tissue and blew his nose. Prepared to be ridiculed by Liu Mo, but meeting a pair of calm eyes, Xu Zhi sneered: "I... I'll put the bowl and chopsticks back first..."

Liu Mo stopped him: "No, sit down, I have something to talk to you."

Xu Zhi withdrew his hand, sat down obediently, looked up at him cautiously: "What do you want to say..."

"About my illness, you haven't told Liu Yunxi the truth," Liu Mo hooked the corners of his lips, showing a strange arc: "Is that right?"

Xu Zhi only felt his heart pounding, his head went blank, his eyes widened suddenly, but his pupils slowly shrank.

This is what people do when they are frightened. Liu Mo smiled in satisfaction.

"Your master was a doctor before he became a hypnotist, right? A psychiatrist," Liu Mo continued, with a calm tone, as if he was talking about how common things are in a family: "But he didn't work for a long time. He only worked for a few years before he went to learn. Hypnotized."

Xu Zhi swallowed: "When did you know... who are you?"

"Who am I?" Liu Mo chuckled a few times: "What are you talking about? Who can I be? Of course I am Liu Mo. We grew up together. Just now, I ate seafood noodles that my grandmother taught me to make. Why? Don’t you remember my brother after eating?”

When Liu Mo spoke, Xu Zhi's face changed completely. His breathing gradually became rapid, his hands were twisted together on his legs, and his expression was tense: "Which Liu Mo are you?"

Liu Mo seemed to be pleased by Xu Zhi's appearance, and smiled softly, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Xu Zhi became more and more nervous.

"Xu Zhi, I didn't ask you to join forces with Liu Yunxi to bully them when I handed them over to you." Liu Mo smiled enough, restrained his smile, and said in a serious tone, "How did you promise me before? Huh? "

Xu Zhi dodged his eyes, not daring to look into Liu Mo's eyes.

"You promised that as long as I bear all the pain, as long as I don't come out, you won't make them unhappy."

"But now, how do you do it?"

"One was fooled by Liu Yunxi, and the other was kept in H City like a mouse by the two of you. The two idiots don't even know that grandpa and grandma have passed away."

Xu Zhi's fingers turned white from being pinched by him. After a long time, he finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.

"Liu Mo, you've actually been here all the time, haven't you?"

Liu Mo raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but did not answer his question.

After Xu Zhi finished speaking, he seemed to feel relieved, and he became less nervous.

"When I was negotiating terms with you, I was simple, naive, and sincere. I really wanted to protect you. Now that I think about it, teenage is really a very beautiful age, but I didn't expect that I would be so vulgar. As soon as you grow up, your eyes are full of money." Xu Zhi smiled wryly: "I don't want to negotiate terms with you anymore, I will help you without reservation whatever you want to do, this is what I owe you and both of them .”

Liu Mo seemed to have heard something interesting, and let out a cry of surprise: "Oh! What is this for? Do you want to make up for it?"

Xu Zhi heard the ridicule in Liu Mo's words, he remained silent, let alone argue.

Seeing him like this, Liu Mo no longer concealed the mockery on his face, and stretched out his hand to slowly swirl the chopsticks in the cold soup.

"Want to make up? You deserve it too?"

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