You are miserable so what?

Under Ye Mu, the whole city was enveloped by the temperature of fireworks.The dead hilltop boils with this sudden surprise.

Mo Shenyuan supported the railing, and the coat draped over his shoulders was blown by the wind.The bright light poured wine on the face, coating it with a soft halo.

He realized that when they met Qiu Zelin at night, they might have prepared fireworks in big bags.

It's really a "part-time job" for Jiang Qishan.

"First birthday, happy birthday."

The fluff on the pinna of the ear was scratched and itchy, he turned his head, the fine strands of hair were picked up by the other party, and pinned gently behind the ear.

"Thank you brother, you never rejected me."

Mo Shenyuan tightened his clothes and closed his eyes with a smile.

Suddenly bright and suddenly dark, Jiang Qishan's expression was so serious that it was almost serious.

From his relaxed eyebrows and eyes, Mo Shenyuan can no longer see the shadow of his childhood

That kid with thorns all over his body.

The current him, deeply trapped in the family vortex, may still be depressed, but he has matured and calmed down a lot.

Involuntarily, Mo Shenyuan lowered his voice.Afraid that the sound of the fireworks would be overwhelmed, I had to lean closer and shout: "You should be happy too! You can tell me anything!"

Realizing that the distance was too close, he quickly withdrew and retreated, but his arms were tightly pressed

live.

The other party raised his eyebrows because of excitement, "Brother also."

Fireworks, birthdays, dark nights on top of mountains.

Romantic elements are mixed together, and the young professor is full of trust.

It is obvious that one should jump for joy and enjoy this sudden, almost never-before-experienced surprise.

But the temperature transmitted from the forearm was like a basin of cold water being poured from the head.

Not an illusion.

Jiang Qishan's intimacy with him was off the rails.

Regardless of other things, Mo Shenyuan knew very well that he was a careful person.

Considerate of Fu Zhushu, he will calculate the time before cooking, let lovers go home, and taste the hot dishes that have just been served,

He will observe every micro expression of Fu Zhushu to judge the saltiness of the food

It is his instinct to treat his lover wholeheartedly.

He has spent so much time observing his lover for many years, he understands the meaning behind every expression too well

That pair of eyelashes trembling, and the way of talking in a tight voice, Mo Shenyuan was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.

Jiang Qishan pays too much attention to him.

He didn't want this, and he shouldn't,

Words such as "very close" and "never kissed" are unacceptable to Mo Shenyuan as long as they are mixed with different emotions, even if the speaker is sincere and purely out of curiosity.

They are teachers and students met by volunteer teachers, friends who go for a ride together, and colleagues who cooperate in the same field.

That's the way it is, and it can only be like this.

"boom!"

Another firework blooms.

Amidst the bright colors, Mo Shenyuan's lips trembled slightly, then he raised his eyes and said, "I am."

There was once a lover who had been in love for more than ten years. "

"The first birthday was in college. He sat in the middle of the playground and played a song for me with his guitar in his arms."

"They turned on the flash lights and everyone was celebrating me." "I thought I was the star of the night."

"I even thought he would end the song and happily announce to everyone that we are a couple."

"Brother." Jiang Qishan's smile faded away.

Cao Shenyuan changed his previous appearance of resisting physical contact, pressed on the back of Jiang Qishan's hand, and continued to speak.

"Such high-profile behavior is always eye-catching. Some girls went to ask him for contact information when he finished singing.

"He looked at me and said happy birthday to his best friend. Then he gave the girl his phone number."

"Thinking about it now, it's really stupid." "Everything is stupid."

"So." I don't want to experience love again.

Another explosion.

The unfinished words were interrupted by Jiang Qishan.

He shrunk his shoulders and bowed his head, his hair was blowing on his forehead, and his expression could not be seen clearly. "Stop talking, bro."

"It's all over, isn't it, I don't care."

Mo Shenyuan sighed secretly

This reaction can be guessed as close as possible.

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "I'm sorry. It's all over, but I spent too long with him, so I recalled some past events."

"Can you not talk about him?"

The Adam's apple rolled, and Jiang Qishan was in a strange mood all over.The hand raised unconsciously, knowing that Cao Shenyuan was fanning the flames and probing on purpose.

But he just took the bait.

The hook not only hooked out his surly mood, but also pierced into his heart, throbbing with pain.

He was bored to death.

"Brother." When he raised his head again, his eyes were already aggressive.Casually with a dead breath in my heart.

Suddenly startled, Mo Shenyuan couldn't help taking a step back.

The world was spinning, his shoulders were suddenly pressed against the railing, the powerful arms on the back of his waist were clasped, his chest and abdomen were hit, and he was squeezed so hard that he felt suffocated.

Afterwards, the soft lips were pressed together tightly.

"Well!"

Different from the superficial touch in the game, Jiang Qishan bit his lips hard at this moment.

Invasion, capture.

Grab and plunder all the breath that belongs to him, very fierce.

Regardless of the tourists on the side, and the cliffs separated by the railing.

He clasped Mo Shenyuan's waist, panted for a moment, and said softly as if praying: "Don't talk about him anymore, I'm very sad."

Then, the lips and tongue pressed again without mercy.

Cao Shenyuan couldn't breathe, his face turned red with embarrassment.

The hand rested weakly on Jiang Qishan's back, no matter how much he pushed or pulled, he couldn't let him go.

From the corner of the eye, people immersed in the fireworks also noticed this.The taboo sensory stimulation made him breathe harder and struggled awkwardly.

When he let go, his lips went numb. "Jiang Qishan!"

The other party also felt uncomfortable, his chest rose and fell, and he stared at Mo Shenyuan. "sorry."

"I will study psychology hard, and I will understand my mood." "But brother, don't talk about him." "I will be wrong."

He lowered his voice and said like a forecast: "I really, will be wrong.

Cao Shenyuan's face was still hot, and he couldn't lift his head amidst the crowd watching.He angrily tore off his clothes, stuffed them into Jiang Qishan's arms, and strode down the mountain.

Not only did he not guess wrong, but he guessed conservatively before.

It's not curiosity and dependence, Jiang Qishan's jealous and painful look has long gone beyond the scope of youthful admiration.

My heart almost jumped out.

Having been together with Fu Zhushu for so many years, they have never even held hands and hugged outside.

Now suddenly kiss deeply under the fireworks with the person he recognizes as his younger brother.The double torment of shame and astonishment.

"I'm too drunk to drive, take me home." Mo Shenyuan put on his helmet with a cold expression on his face.

The other party remained silent, started the engine obediently, and led Mo Shenyuan away from the foot of the mountain.

His knuckles turned white.

The eyes behind the goggles were too calm, without the slightest emotion.

A person's home.

Lying on his back, Mo Shenyuan stared blankly at the ceiling.It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that I slowly fell asleep.

Just as the sky turned pale, he woke up slowly again.

I didn't sleep well.

Sitting up discouraged, Mo Shenyuan stroked the upper corner of his lips.The recovery is very fast, the tooth marks are gone

Eliminated.

This vicious look is exactly the same as when he was a child.

"I am a fool."

He groaned and pinched the center of his brows, pressing weakly.

Knowing that people are hard to be changed, how could he get lost and think that Jiang Qishan's temperament will change for the better.

Chang Zi was sent to a remote corner, was abused by his aunt, and was out of tune with the surroundings.

Even if he was taken back to the Jiang family, he still faced competition from brothers and rejection from his biological mother.

How can a child who grows up in such an environment be able to change his temper with a few words.

That's it.

Out of his thoughts, Mo Shenyuan suddenly trembled and looked towards the door of the room.There seems to be some noise in the kitchen

He walked out in fear, only to find that it was his mother who was quietly busy in the kitchen with the dishes.

"Mother?"

Mo's mother turned around, was only stunned for a moment, then ran to Mo Shenyuan with red eyes, hugged him and said:

"Happy birthday, son."

"Why do you get up so early? Go to bed again."

Mo Shenyuan pursed his lips bitterly, shook his head and said, "I'll help you."

It is not easy for the hospital to take time off. Every birthday coincides with a working day.

So every year, my mother gets up early and comes to the house. After preparing the meals, Mo Yanghe comes over, and the family eats the first meal of the day together.

This year, Mo's mother came, but Mo Yanghe didn't.

She hid her love affair for more than ten years, escaped after coming out of the closet, and quit her job as a doctor

Work.

No matter which one, there are sufficient reasons for Mo Yanghe to never get along with him again.

see.

But here he is.

The moment he opened the door, Mo Shenyuan thought he was dreaming.

Mo Yanghe, still in good spirits, swam past Mo Shenyuan and entered the house without looking sideways.

It's not like celebrating a birthday.

But this has already made Mo Shenyuan overjoyed.

Mother Mo put the food on the table, wiped her hands and said, "The surname Fu hosted a banquet for many people in the industry. Your father will also be there tonight as a representative of the hospital."

"It's not to see that unlucky boy, it's just that several friends are going, and your father happened to go chat with them." She hurriedly added.

Mo Shenyuan sipped his porridge and secretly raised his eyes to look at Mo Yanghe.The other party didn't say a word, and his gestures were majestic. "Then I'll go too."

The two of them paused at the same time, looking at Mo Shenyuan for no reason,

"I have always resisted attending such a place, and I should have caused a lot of trouble to my father."

"I should go too, say hello to my uncles and aunts."

"Need not."

Mo Yanghe lowered his eyes, his tone was still very calm, "If you don't like it, don't go."

In just a few words, Mo Shenyuan's eyes turned red, and he said, "I'm going."

After returning home from get off work early, Mo Shenyuan made a cup of coffee and forced himself to wake up because he didn't sleep well.

I took out the suit I hadn’t worn for a long time, sprayed on perfume,

When he was with Fu Zhushu, he lived cleanly but not delicately.Little dress up.

Indeed, as Mo Yanghe said, this dinner is huge, and it is an opportunity for Minfu and industry figures to exchange resources with each other.

After checking his identity, Mo Shenyuan entered the hall alone.

Just a few steps away, I ran into a familiar figure, tall and tall, standing against the wall,

A sportswear is out of tune with the surrounding.He wears a hat and hangs his head so that only his smooth jaw can be seen.

Mo Shenyuan hurriedly turned around and walked in the opposite direction,

Right now, he still doesn't know how to deal with his relationship with Jiang Qishan.

"oops."

Turning too fast, a cool aroma hit the face, and then his jaw hurt, and he bumped into a woman head-on.

"Sorry, I didn't pay much attention to the road." The other party was wearing a black dress and nodded very politely.

After Mo Shenyuan stood firm, he suddenly felt that the other party looked too familiar. "Have we met?"

He suddenly covered his mouth.

It was the girl downstairs in the building who discussed the problem with Fu Yuan that day, and it was also the "savior" who Fu Zhushu sneaked out to meet when he fell asleep.

Mo Shenyuan had an outstanding temperament, she couldn't help but take a few more glances, then tilted her head and said, "My name is Min Keqing."

"Whether I've seen it or not, I've seen it after today." Her face was small, gentle and generous.

Relaxing, Mo Shenyuan realized that in front of this girl who had been jealous for many years, his previous psychological fluctuations had long since disappeared.

"You're right." "My name is Mo Shenyuan."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Both hands are clasped together.

"Can it be cleared?"

Mo Shenyuan clenched his hands tightly.

Fu Zhushu approached in style, and his suit looked even more handsome.He frowned and stood between the two, surprisingly not knowing what to say.

Should we seize the opportunity to catch Mo Shenyuan, or take Min Keqing away first?

Maybe because he thought the atmosphere was weird, Min Keqing laughed a few times, and then jokingly said: "That's right, I forgot to mention it yesterday."

I didn’t have a mobile phone when I was in junior high school, and the mobile phone number I gave you was just a decoration. "

The topic came up suddenly, but Fu Zhushu hasn't recovered yet

After a few seconds of thought, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Min Keqing in confusion, "What?"

"Huh?" Min Keqing thought he didn't hear clearly, "I don't have a mobile phone." "Did you make a big mistake?"

Mo Shenyuan lacked interest and turned around neatly.The wrist was caught.

Fu Zhushu's lips were pale, he looked at Mo Shenyuan, then at Min Keqing, "Me." "He."

the other side.

The man in the white suit was elegant and handsome, he walked slowly to a place with a wine glass in his pocket, leaned over and said in a loud noise, "Are you going to be angry.

No matter how calm the voice is, it can't hide the fear in my heart.

The experience of drinking water and hoarseness a few days ago made him afraid, but Jiang Congpan refused to admit defeat,

The more he was afraid of Jiang Qishan, the more he had to pretend to be calm.

"He's so conspicuous. He wears perfume, so gentle."

Jiang Qishan, who was usually too lazy to talk to him, turned his head, "No one can touch him.

"You can't either?"

Jiang Qishan didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Congpan quietly,

Jiang Congpan confessed, swallowed the wine with a dry smile,