Dead rivals overturned each other

New Year's Day.

Xu Zhuo rarely slept until he woke up naturally.

Zhou Mu hugged him and lay on his side, and woke up when he moved his head slightly.

The two stared at each other and smiled at each other.

They hugged tightly again for a while, as if to confirm that this was not a dream.

Xu Zhuo groped for his phone on the bedside table, and when he saw the time display, he was a little startled, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and they were too late yesterday.

Tan Xi sent him a video five hours ago. In the video, she was sitting on a bench in the garden, smiling at Xu Zhuo: "Everything will go well in the New Year, Xiao Zhuo."

Dylan was running wildly beside her with his car. At this time, he leaned close to the camera and said auspicious words that he didn't know where he learned: "Brother, I want you! When will you make a fortune in the new year, come and play with me? Well, bring me That little remote-controlled plane would be even better."

Tan Xi was amused by him and rubbed his hair, "Xiao Zhuo, don't spoil him."

In the distance, Uncle Frank was bathing Bian Mu, but Bian Mu was too naughty and frantically shaking the foam on his body, splashed all over his body, his eyes were particularly embarrassed, and he spoke Chinese with a not-so-authentic accent: " Xi, get me a towel."

The last sentence in the video was corrected helplessly by Tan Xi, "How many times have I said it, a towel, not just one."

Xu Zhuo's heart calmed down a lot.

Zhou Liang was also playing with his mobile phone, but when he heard his voice in the video, he subconsciously held his hand.

Two hands that hold each other, when passing warmth, also convey strength.

Xu Zhuo understood his mother's words in an instant. Everyone has different ways of living at different stages. 18-year-old Xu Zhuo got lost, and 25-year-old Xu Zhuo found Zhou Liang's navigation.

"Happy New Year, good health and happiness." Xu Zhuo replied to his mother.

Zhou Mu, who was beside him, was doing the same thing with him, replying one by one to the New Year greetings that had been accumulated overnight.

Xu Zhuo leaned back into his arms, and found that after he finished replying to the message, he would swipe left to delete the dialog box.

In the end, he only kept the dialogue with Xu Zhuo, and then turned off the screen.

Xu Zhuo's eyelashes trembled, and then he rubbed against his collarbone.

Zhou Mu was itchy from being scratched by his hair, "What's wrong?"

"Some blame myself." Xu Zhuo's voice was muffled.

"Huh?" Zhou Mu looked down at him.

Xu Zhuo's tone was not without regret: "When I was in high school, I was always thick-skinned with you. As long as it was something I wanted to understand, I would go to the bottom of it. Just that one time, I didn't ask you what happened. If I worked harder then Some, maybe we won't be apart for so long."

Zhou Mu patted him on the back, "In the past, you approached me, but in the future, I will approach you."

Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then buried his face back, his heart beating thumping, "Zhou Liang, I can't stand you talking to me like this."

Too foul.

He is not used to not fighting each other.

Zhou Liang: "Then let me say a few more words, and you can bear it."

He remembered the intimate lines that he had seen in some popular dramas, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth, so he could only give up amidst Xu Zhuo's laughter.

Xu Zhuo suddenly remembered something, "Zhou Liang, have you never deleted my WeChat?"

He deleted Zhou Liang three years ago, and when he added it back a month ago, he found that verification was not required.

Zhou Mu nodded.

"Because non-friends can still see ten updates in your circle of friends."

Only then did Xu Zhuo know that there was such a function. In the next moment, he quickly opened Moments and searched for anything he had said in the past three years that Zhou Liang should not see.

Flipping through, he found that there was almost nothing that Zhou Mu should not know.

Now, they have already spoken, and any remarks that can prove that "I seem to like you earlier" are sweet at this time, and are no longer revealing.

Suddenly, he found an announcement in Moments that he had posted when he just graduated three years ago, saying that he had changed his mobile phone number, and friends who needed it could save it.

Xu Zhuo was a little dazed, but there really was such a thing.

Suddenly something flashed through my mind.

So, it's not that Zhou Liang didn't remember his phone number, but what he blurted out was his past phone number.

Many moods have always been traceable, but he is too slow.

He drowned presumptuously in Zhou Mu's arms, "Tell me, is there anything you don't like about me?"

Zhou Mu actually nodded!

Xu Zhuo snorted, "Tell me about it."

Zhou Mu: "I don't like you, you don't like me."

Xu Zhuo froze for a moment, pinched the bridge of Zhou Liang's nose, thinking that he was really going to talk about some shortcomings, but he didn't expect it to be this, it was still so bad.

After pinching, there was a little red mark, and he felt sorry for himself, so he leaned forward and kissed it.

Hands and noses, which were sensitive and symbolic symbols to them in the past, have now become bodies that arouse each other's desires, nothing more.

Zhou Liang's pupils darkened, Xu Zhuo hid under the quilt, and he chased him to hug him.

On the first day of the new year, they hardly got out of bed.

They didn't even know that the first snow of the new year was falling outside the window.

……

The next day.

Zhou Liang looked through the food delivery software, and the merchants finally opened one after another. He asked Xu Zhuo in his arms, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Xu Zhuo, who had been flipping through his phone for a while, handed his phone to Zhou Liang.

The interface stops at a gossip blogger——

[Xing Xuehui going abroad for the New Year?Covering her face with a scarf can hardly hide her haggardness, and the former first lady suffered from illness. 】

There is also a short follow-up video below. Xing Xuehui is fully armed to go through the security check at the airport. When going through the security check, she has to take off her scarf. Her complexion is sallow and haggard, as if she has aged ten years.

As soon as she passed the security check, she seemed insecure, and immediately put on her scarf, and kept looking behind as she walked, as if she was afraid that someone would chase her.

His face was full of inexplicable anxiety.

The following comments are all kinds of distressed sisters, I am going to vote for my sister, it is too uncomfortable for my sister to suspend her courtship journey and get sick.

Among them are two sentences:

【What's wrong with her?Why do you look mentally ill]

【+1】

【Upstairs is my mouthpiece】

……

Xu Zhuo didn't expect that Xing Xuehui would be so strong in the outside world, and frightened her a few words, not only quit the recording, but now he is going to flee the country.

Zhou Liang said: "She is a person who cares about her reputation extremely, and she may be afraid every day that the video of her doing bad things will be exposed."

Xu Zhuo is worried about another thing at this time:

"Your charm is worth the same number of votes as Xing Xuehui. What if the agency behind her makes some moves, buys votes or something, and suddenly surpasses you on the last day? That's an SSS-level resource."

Zhou Mu caressed the crease between his brows, "I've already got the only gift I want here."

Xu Zhuo was puzzled at first, but when he touched his eyes looking at him, he suddenly understood.

"Zhou Mu, let's go out and play in the snow later."

"it is good."

The two stayed on the bed for a while longer, and just after washing up, the takeaway Zhou Xing ordered arrived. Xiaolongbao and steamed dumplings, Xu Zhuo had a delicious meal dipped in vinegar and chili.

He took a sip of sweet tofu nao, "This thing should be eaten sweet."

Zhou Mu scooped up a spoonful of salted tofu nao and wanted to bring it to his lips, "Try this."

Xu Zhuo hurriedly covered his mouth tightly with his hands, refusing to try.

Zhou Mu shook his head, as if he didn't know how to enjoy delicious food, and started to eat by himself.

Xu Zhuo wanted to stuff sweet tofu brains into Zhou Liang's mouth, but Zhou Liang dodged it deftly.

Xu Zhuo suddenly became playful, and divided the takeaway box between the two of them, half for Zhou Liang and half for himself, using his hand as a knife, and gestured on the table, sitting upright and saying:

"See, this is the [-]th parallel, don't come here."

Zhou Mu didn't understand, and reached out to hold him, but Xu Zhuo hurriedly hid his hands behind his back, "I'll only warn you once, I'm so annoying."

Seeing the way Xu Zhuo frowned, Zhou Liang inexplicably felt a little familiar, and seeing Xu Zhuo eating tofu brains became gentle and serious, isn't this just learning from himself?

Zhou Liang felt that he was pretty good at learning, not to be outdone: "Then I will learn from you too."

As he said that, the foot under the table approached Xu Zhuo's calf, rubbed it vigorously, and then dodged:

"New tablemate, your name is Bingliang Liang, and mine is Burning Zhizhuo, we are lovers' names?" The exaggerated tone and curious expression were especially unsuitable on Zhou Liang's face.

Xu Zhuo gritted his teeth, damn it, how can this guy still remember? !

Zhou Liang's addiction to drama came up. He pretended that there was a keyboard on the table, tapped his fingers on the table quickly, and laughed, "How? Would you like to consider joining my family? I still need a wife."

Xu Zhuo was a little speechless, he really dared to say anything before, no wonder Zhou Liang misunderstood him back then.

Zhou Liang remembered some missing details, pulled out a few tissues, crumpled them up and threw some on the table, and threw some on the ground, "This is your table, it will always look like you just went through the battlefield."

Xu Zhuo glared at him, folded his arms around his chest, and said with a straight face, "I want to eat steamed buns."

Just as Zhou Liang handed over the bento bowl in front of him, Xu Zhuo turned his head again, "I don't want to eat it, I want to eat steamed dumplings dipped in chili."

Zhou Liang did as he did, and after feeding him, Xu Zhuo leaned back in his chair and said, "Don't try to get away with a steamed dumpling." Zhou Liang remembered that what he learned was the time he made octopus balls to help.

Zhou Liang took out his mobile phone, touched his chin and thought, "Let me see what number Zhou Liang's big dog is, number 1, if it's okay, I'll choose number 2345, but not number 1."

Xu Zhuo refused to admit it, "No way."

Zhou Liang looked at him, "Except for the time when I cheered Zhang Miduo together with you, there was another time when I rejected the election. I sent you every heart-warming text message."

It was only then that Xu Zhuo realized that there was no such thing as a coincidence, every time it was Zhou Liang's careful calculation, waiting for the seemingly destined date with him.

The two looked at each other for a while, watching each other's lips move, they didn't want to be a step behind each other and said quickly:

"sorry."

"sorry."

It turned out that in the past when they thought they were deeply in love, they unintentionally hurt each other so much. Sometimes they didn't know how hurtful their words and deeds were, and they just used a more ruthless disguise to deepen those feelings. scar.

Now they have learned to be honest, so there is no shame in taking the first step back in love.

The two smiled at the tacit understanding between them, Zhou Liang opened his hand towards him, and Xu Zhuo relaxed into his arms.

"Zhou Liang, let's not make it public for now. In the last episode of the show, we will choose each other, and then it will naturally become active in the audience's field of vision, okay?"

Among the CP favorites voted by the audience, the two of them won not many "Cupid's Arrows". Among the public's sexual orientation preferences, heterosexual orientation still accounts for more.

Xu Zhuo worried that the two of them being together would affect Zhou Liang's career.

In addition, he still remembered when he was a child, when his cousin knew that he liked men, he disgustedly pushed him away, and he didn't want to be criticized like this.

Zhou Mu leaned on him, "Okay."

He agreed so simply that Xu Zhuo remembered that Zhou Liang never minded posting a group photo of the two of them on Weibo before, and asked:

"Before we were together, you were very high-profile, weren't you afraid that others would misunderstand and affect your career?"

Zhou Mu caressed his face, but didn't speak.

Xu Zhuo: "Huh?"

Zhou Liang: "I hope that people all over the world will misunderstand, but I most hope that you will be misunderstood, and I am afraid that you are only misunderstood."

Xu Zhuo looked at him quietly.

A reminder popped up on Zhou Liang's mobile phone interface, "The 'Squeezing Warmth and Cold' Chaohua you are concerned about forgot to sign in yesterday. Click to quickly make up the sign."

Xu Zhuo saw it, but he didn't expect Zhou Liang to pay attention to their CP's super chat.

Zhou Xing put the phone on the table with some embarrassment.

Xu Zhuo leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "I've read it too. There are quite a lot of good fan ideas in it. Shall we put it into practice?"

Zhou Mu hugged him and walked towards the bed.

Until the sun came out and the snow melted, they couldn't play into the snow.

……