Fried hair, let me brush it first

Gu Zuoxing suddenly realized and felt a little lost at the same time, so did Moxie approach him out of liking, or did he feel special about things he didn't know?

"Moxie looked at us, does he recognize you?"

These words brought Gu Zuoxing back to his senses. He looked at the court in some confusion, only to see that Mo Xie had already looked towards this side, and he was still looking at Yang Ming without blinking.

The doubts in his heart continued to magnify, Gu Zuoxing lost his courage and looked away. "I don't know, we should go."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Zuoxing unconsciously quickened his pace, but he didn't know that the people in the stadium were staring at his fleeing back, and their eyes became gloomy.

Turning around, Gu Zuoxing realized that Yang Ming was almost jogging to catch up with him. After his pace slowed down, the people behind him finally walked side by side with him.

"Gu Zuoxing, why are you walking so fast?" Yang Ming panted with his arms crossed, his face flushed a little.

Naturally, Gu Zuoxing couldn't tell the real reason, he apologized: "I'm sorry, I wanted to go back to rest soon, and I didn't take your feelings into account for a while."

Yang Ming glanced at him suspiciously, but quickly accepted the reason. "I'm not such a narrow-minded person. Since you are tired, go back quickly. I guess your father and my grandfather have talked about the same."

"En." Gu Zuoxing ended the topic with one word.

When I went back, there were two familiar figures standing outside Gu's house. Looking carefully, it was Gu Heng and Wu Yuan. They seemed to have discussed something interesting, with beaming smiles on their faces.

"Grandfather!" Yang Ming excitedly ran over the people beside him.

Wu Yuan looked at the person who bumped into his arms, his eyes were full of relief. "Oh, I was just about to tell Mr. Gu to find you, but you came back."

"I asked Gu Zuoxing to send me back when I was tired from walking. Grandpa, it's getting late, otherwise let's go back." Yang Ming took his arm, pouted and acted coquettishly.

Gu Zuoxing was a little surprised, and looked at Yang Ming with a questioning look.Obviously he was tired of talking, but now what is Yang Ming going to do by saying that?

Seeing that Yang Ming gave him a reassuring look, he continued to pester Wu Yuan and said, "Well, Mom is still waiting for you to go back to eat."

Gu Zuoxing immediately realized that she wanted him to rest earlier, he moved his mouth and said silently: Thank you.

Wu Yuan pampered her head, and repeatedly agreed: "Okay, okay, let's go back." After speaking, he looked at Gu Heng and gestured. "Old Gu, then we won't bother, we will have to rely on them later."

Gu Heng saw their little tricks in his eyes but didn't expose them. Instead, he reached out to shake Wu Yuan again and said, "Okay, be careful on the road, and look forward to the next cooperation between Heng Yue and Xie Xin."

After watching the guests leave, Gu Heng briefly asked about the situation of the two of them. Gu Zuoxing just wanted to be perfunctory, so he casually said that Yang Ming had thoughts about him.

Maybe it was because of the small actions of the two of them before, Gu Heng was easily convinced this time, and it was rare that he didn't make things difficult for him.

After returning to the room, Gu Zuoxing fell straight on the bed, his eyelids were fighting tiredly, and he had just eaten and drank enough when sleepiness came to him.

After sleeping for less than two hours, the room was pitch black when he opened his eyes. Gu Zuoxing fumbled for the switch of the wall lamp, and accidentally knocked against the corner of the cabinet next to the bed.

"Hiss." Gu Zuoxing's complexion changed, and he rubbed his knee desperately to try to relieve the pain, then looked at the wall clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to the number eight.

At this time, there was a grunting sound, which came from the stomach.

"Why are you hungry?" He murmured to himself, feeling a little secretly happy. Didn't this just give him a reason to go out to eat.

Gu Zuoxing, who never wronged himself, went downstairs directly, changed into flip-flops specially designed for going out, and went out.

But as soon as he went out, he met someone he never expected. Mo Xie, who had been waiting for a long time, looked him up and down and raised his eyebrows.

"You can figure it out." It sounded like a sigh of relief.

Unable to see the purpose of this person coming here, Gu Zuoxing asked: "You are not afraid of being bitten to death with so many mosquitoes, so tell me, what do you want from me?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Xie stunned him speechless as soon as he spoke, "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

Hearing this, Gu Zuoxing had black lines on his face, expressing that he didn't want to continue communicating with him, so he just walked around.

Mo Xie stopped him from behind, "Hey, I saw your face smelly this afternoon, what's wrong?"

"No." Gu Zuoxing denied it, and then added: "I am like this, I am not happy for some reason, so don't ask what's wrong."

Gu Zuoxing was fighting fiercely in his heart at this time, he really didn't understand, since he wouldn't really be with Mo Xie, why should he care about those things that made him unhappy?

"Oh——" Moshela made a long ending, "Then I'll buy you something to eat." After speaking, she ran past Gu Zuoxing and even patted his head.

"?" Gu Zuoxing just wanted to say no, but he had already run tens of meters away, as if he didn't want him to have the chance to refuse.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Xie didn't come back. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message asking where he was, but he still didn't wait for a reply from the other side.

Why haven't you come back? Could something happen?

Gu Zuoxing couldn't help being a little worried. After pacing back and forth for a few laps, he called Mo Xie's phone. The ringtone soon rang from a distance, until finally getting closer and closer, Mo Xie also ran to him sweating profusely.

"How far did you go to buy it?" Gu Zuoxing saw that he couldn't stand up straight for a long time, and felt guilty in his heart.

Mo Xie stuffed the cake into his hand, leaned on the wall on one side, and said before he could straighten out his anger, "... Daxin... over there."

"To make you run so fast, I originally wanted to tell you that there are very few cake shops around here that have chocolate cakes, and it would be nice to replace them with cocoa milk tea." Gu Zuoxing looked at him and the cake in his hand, feeling that he couldn't even eat it with peace of mind. down. "Don't buy it for me in the future, it's not that I have no legs."

Mo Xie gasped and looked at him, gradually clenched his hands on the wall, his thin lips trembled, and finally said nothing.

Gu Zuoxing saw it, and lowered his head guiltily.

At this time, a person walked out of the house. Mother Gu wanted to go out to watch the starry sky, but she saw two people outside the gate who said nothing.

"Who is looking for my precious son at night?" Her eyes switched back and forth between the two, and finally landed on the cake in Gu Zuoxing's hands. "There's also a cake."

Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, and when he saw a young face that was very similar to Gu Zuoxing, he called out in a low voice, "Hello, sister."

As soon as the words fell, Mother Gu covered her face and laughed. "This little mouth is so sweet, no wonder I can play with Xiaoxing."

Gu Zuoxing said: Sweet ghost!

Just when Mo Xie suspected that he had said something wrong, the person beside him quietly said, "She is my mother."

Knowing that he was embarrassed, Mo Xie scratched his head in bewilderment, his ears blushing. "A... Auntie."

The frozen atmosphere was broken and became active again. Gu Zuoxing, who saw all this in his eyes, his originally gloomy mood was replaced by joy.

Gu's mother said with disgust: "Auntie is so old, it's better to call me elder sister. By the way, you are the one who gave Xiaoxing the necklace, so my mother can rest assured that Xiaoxing will hand it over to you." After finishing speaking He patted his chest in relief.

"Mom, stop making trouble." After finishing speaking, Gu Zuoxing pulled Gu's mother away to prevent her from saying anything serious.

As soon as she entered the house, Mother Gu shook off his hand and said arrogantly: "Why, why don't you whisper to mom? I think someone seems to be having trouble with him, and I don't know if I need help?"

"We're fine, you're overthinking it." Gu Zuoxing said casually.

Gu's mother obviously didn't like this, "You are just like your father, you are stubborn." She looked away and shook her hand. "Forget it, you'd better go out, otherwise it would be pitiful for that boy to be left outside."

Why the hell does her own son not care about it, but instead cares about others.Gu Zuoxing sighed, put down the cake in his hand and walked out under Gu's mother's gaze.

Seeing him coming out, Moshe subconsciously wanted to lift his foot, his dull eyes flashed. "I didn't expect Auntie to be so young. I was embarrassed just now. If there is nothing else, I won't bother you. I hope you will be happy after eating the cake."

Gu Zuoxing did not respond to what he said, but went straight to the point: "Do you like people who can draw?" Sure enough, he felt a lot more comfortable when he said it.

"What..." Mo Xie froze slightly, nodded and then shook his head. "I like you." After speaking, he gestured to circle Gu Zuoxing.

"Then you watch today..." What is Yang Ming doing?Gu Zuoxing stopped in the middle of the speech, so dangerous that he almost slipped his mouth.

Even though he didn't finish his sentence, Moshe knew what he wanted to say with his IQ. "So you're jealous, no wonder you look depressed, if you tell me, just prove it..." He also imitated Gu Zuoxing and stopped in the middle of his speech.

"No!" Gu Zuoxing retorted immediately after he understood it, jumped up and punched the person in front of him, and he regretted it after punching him.

Mo Xie stretched out his hand, and just when Gu Zuoxing thought the man was going to come back, a tingling numbness spread all over his head, and the comfortable feeling made him want to lie down flat.

Why can I still enjoy being touched on the head so much?Just when he was doubting his life, the gentle voice passed by his ears, like a clear stream flowing into his heart.

"But I want you to take care of it, and only you can take care of it."