impatience

On New Year's Eve, Mo Ziyi went home to have dinner with his parents.

He heard that Lu Zhan brought Xiao Yibai home, and Lu Yu took Li Jing home.Lu Zhan and Xiao Yibai are a couple that don’t need to worry too much. Lu Zhan’s personality is sweet and soft. From his willingness to call Xiao Yibai, who is three years younger than himself, "brother", it can be seen that they have a good relationship. How harmonious.But that Li Jing, Mo Ziyi was a little curious, he would go home with Lu Yu, he even suspected that Li Jing would overturn the table because Lu Yu gave him an extra piece of meat in the middle of the meal.

Zhang Ran and his girlfriend do not know which bay they are playing in now, looking at the entire circle of friends, Zhou Yue, the single dog, and Mo Ziyi are probably left with the same disease.

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Ziyi finished eating and leaned on the sofa, Zhou Yue called him.

"Little Momo, where are you?"

Mo Ziyi drank water: "At home."

"Which little beauty are you at home with?"

Mo Ziyi put down the water glass: "With my parents."

"..." Zhou Yue sighed, "It's so miserable. A bunch of family relatives came to my house, and they took turns attacking me from all aspects of emotional work. I'm standing on the roof now, and the wind is so strong."

"Let's jump." Mo Ziyi said, "If you jump down, you won't have any troubles, just get better and better."

Zhou Yue immediately refused: "No, after tonight I am a happy young man again."

"hope so."

"Hey, Lu Zhan and Li Jing are accompanied by someone during the New Year's Eve, so they don't come out to play anymore, it's boring." Probably because the wind on the rooftop is really strong, Zhou Yue sniffed his nose, "And you, are you coming out at night?"

"With whom? Just the two of us?" Mo Ziyi frowned and thought for a while, "Forget it, I have nothing to say to you."

"Go to your mother!" Zhou Yue scolded him, "Let's find a few other friends, there's nothing to do anyway, isn't it?"

"Okay." Mo Ziyi rubbed his head, "Then send me the time and address when the time comes, and I'll digest and rest before coming back."

"Okay, see you soon."

Mo Ziyi had a few chats with his parents, nothing more than some work matters and whether he had a girlfriend or not.Ever since he had a falling out with his family over starting a company more than four years ago, Mo Ziyi seldom went home. On the one hand, he was busy, and on the other hand, he had really grown up. No matter where the topic started, it would end up around when to get married. superior.

"I'm only 25, still early." Mo Ziyi said.

"It will be 26 after twelve o'clock." Dad reminded him.

"It doesn't count, it counts after the birthday."

"The job is also stable, and it's time to think about marriage." Mom said.

Mo Ziyi chewed the fruit calmly: "Why are you in a hurry, you don't have a partner yet, why do you want to get married?"

Without waiting for his parents to say anything, Mo Ziyi picked up his jacket: "Let's go first, I have a New Year's Eve appointment with friends, and I would like to say Happy New Year to you in advance."

He closed the door and stood in the corridor with his head down. In fact, he had a desire just now, a desire to confess.

For example: "I can't seem to like girls anymore."

For example: "I have someone I like, but we have no chance to be together."

For example: "I may not get married in the future, maybe I will be with a man, maybe I will always be alone."

But he knew that nothing could be said.

Mo Ziyi thought about it, and it seemed that he was the only one responsible for the matter between himself and Luo Fei from beginning to end, and no one else knew about it.Even Shen An, as the only one who knew that Mo Ziyi liked men and had met Luo Fei, didn't know the exact ins and outs of their relationship.

Either way, Mo Ziyi thought to himself, there is no result anyway, and it's over anyway, the less people who know about it, the better.

When he sat in the car, Zhou Yue sent him the number of the bar box, saying that he had made an appointment with a few friends for a chat.Mo Ziyi looked at the names he sent, and it was okay, he knew a few of them, so he wouldn't have nothing to say.

Then he suddenly realized that this bar was the one he went to with Shen An last time.

That is, the one that Luo Fei happened to meet.

In fact, it happened not long ago, but when Mo Ziyi thought about it, he always felt that it was unreal.Whether it was the love affair with Luo Fei in the corner of the bar, or the bits and pieces in Luo Fei's uncle's villa afterwards, it was like an illusion in retrospect.More than that, it seems that all the intersections with Luo Fei are like hallucinations, which come and go quickly, and the whole person passively switches between sinking and withdrawing. When you are in it, you are forgetful and exciting, and you are exhausted and unbearable after you get out.

"That's why you can't be tempted by friends with guns." Mo Ziyi said to himself, and then started the car.

Since Luo Fei said those words to Ding Yan last time, Ding Yan never followed him every day.Today the two families had dinner together, Luo Fei said that he wanted to go out to meet friends, and Ding Yan didn't say that he would come with him, which made him feel very relaxed.

He thought it over clearly, anyway, he had no chance to be with Mo Ziyi again, if Ding Yan and him could go on without interfering with each other, then Luo Fei felt that this marriage was barely acceptable.

He came to Fu Sicheng's bar and found a box with some friends to drink and chat. Luo Fei sat in the middle and smoked a cigarette. He glanced and saw the door of the box was opened. Fu Sicheng brought in several young boys with different appearances. The same, the expression is exactly the same innocent and ignorant.Luo Fei looked at all the people in that row, and two words popped up in his mind: pretending.

Since he was a child, he has never seen anyone, just this kind of expression, I don't know how many people have acted in front of him, but none of them are decent.

The best actor should be Mo Ziyi, Luo Fei thought to himself, then he put out the cigarette butt and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He overturned his own idea. He knew that Mo Ziyi was not acting well, but that he was that kind of person at all, and that kind of feeling from the inside out couldn't be acted out no matter what.

Luo Fei hooked his fingers at one of the boys. The boy had fair skin and slightly drooping eyes. No matter whether the innocence on his face was fake or not, Luo Fei only knew that he looked a little like Mo Ziyi.

Several other friends looked at each other with meaningful smiles. Luo Fei had never been interested in these MBs before. He never expected that this boy would be his favorite today. Road, so there is no need to pick up customers at nightclubs.

The boy lowered his head and went to sit beside Luo Fei, picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the table, took out the cigarette and handed it to Luo Fei to light it for him.

Luo Fei took a breath of smoke, stretched out his arms to embrace him, squinted his eyes and looked at his face through the smoke, and asked, "What's his name?"

"Eric," the boy whispered.

"Gorgeous." Luo Fei frowned, "Do you know who I am?"

"I know." The boy raised his eyes shyly, but there was a trace of excitement in them, "Master Luo."

"Cultural dregs." Luo Fei continued to frown, "Don't call me young master, it makes me look like a wine companion."

"What's that called?" The boy leaned into Luo Fei's arms, blinking his eyes and asked him.

Luo Fei grinned with a cigarette in his mouth: "Call me Brother Luo Fei."