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In his sleep, Mo He felt as if he was surrounded by a small sun, and the heat was coming from him continuously. He drowsily felt that his body was sweating, soaked his pajamas, and stuck to his body. The quilt was breathable, but found that he couldn't move, as if he was tightly wrapped by vines, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

"Well, don't move around."

A deep voice suddenly came from behind, which woke Mo He up in an instant. He forcefully opened the arms that were tightly wrapped around his waist. He struggled to sit up and turned on the bedside lamp. Mo Yancheng asked extremely impatiently: "This is the third time, are you finished?"

Mo Yancheng didn't know what kind of wind these days, he always liked to climb into Mohe's bed in the middle of the night, the first time he said it was because the couple quarreled downstairs, and the sound insulation in the study was not good, so he couldn't sleep.The second time I said it was a waste of electricity to turn on two air conditioners, which was not environmentally friendly.Mo He rubbed his temples, wondering what reason he was going to come up with this time.

After a long time, Mo Yancheng said sullenly: "I had a dream, and I was so flustered that I couldn't fall asleep."

"Then you can sleep on my bed?" Mo He dimmed the brightness of the bedside lamp.

Mo Yancheng took his arm away and looked at Mo He, with a smile in his dark eyes: "I slept soundly!"

Sweaty all over, Mo He couldn't make do with it and continue to sleep, so he got up, took a set of clean pajamas, and walked out of the bedroom to take a shower.

After taking a bath, he felt much better all over his body. Mo He thought about driving Mo Yancheng back, so that this guy wouldn't make too much progress. Moreover, the protective gear on his hand was only removed. If he was accidentally crushed, he would definitely not feel good.

The door of the bedroom was not closed. Mo He glanced in and found that Mo Yancheng was sitting on the bedside, staring at the light of the bedside lamp, his eyes were wandering, he didn't know what he was thinking, and the warm yellow light hit his side face , unexpectedly made Mo He see a hint of loneliness.

lonely?Would Mo Yancheng feel this kind of melancholy?

After taking a bath and even washing away his drowsiness, Mo He was not in a hurry to drive Mo Yancheng back. The key is that it is not so easy to drive him away. It is late at night, and he really does not want to waste words with this guy. Unable to fall asleep, Mo He took a book from the shelf, turned on the light, and leaned against the head of the bed to read it.

In the silence, there is only the "rustling" sound of Mo He turning the pages from time to time, accompanied by the sound of the two people's breathing, creating a peaceful atmosphere, inexplicably making people feel at ease and comfortable.

"Ahe, that dream made me feel very uncomfortable." The light that Mo Yancheng was staring at was blocked by Mo He, so he half raised his head and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time.

"Huh? What did you dream about?" Mo He casually turned a page, and answered Mo Yancheng very casually, "Surrounded by vicious dogs? Falling off a cliff?"

Mo Yancheng raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on his left chest, clenched tightly: "No, I don't remember it very clearly, I just know that it was the feeling of being hit suddenly, the sky falling apart, the sky spinning, what? Everything was pressing on me, suffocating and uncomfortable, something was drilling into my brain, and I was flustered and uneasy. I stretched out my hand to grab something, but it seemed like I didn't grab anything. "

Mo He closed the book, put it on the bedside table, looked up at the ceiling as Mo Yancheng did, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose lightly: "Perhaps, what you dreamed about was exactly when you were crushed under the rubble during the aftershock. The situation, in a sense, should be a good omen, and you will probably remember it sometime."

"Hmm..." Mo Yancheng replied, without saying anything for a long time, the bedroom fell silent again, just when Mo He thought Mo Yancheng had fallen asleep, he opened his mouth again, "Actually, I don't think much about it." Remember."

"why?"

"Ahe, did I treat you badly before? We lost those memories, can we start over again?" Mo Yancheng smiled bitterly, "You are so kind, but I lost you, I am a little scared , I’m afraid that if I get that stupid self back, I’ll hurt you again. I don’t want that period of the past.”

After pondering for a while, Mo He sat up straight, and looked into Mo Yancheng's eyes seriously: "Whether you treated me well before, you need to ask yourself, that past period is not something you can just let go if you want. Mo Yancheng, forget to solve it." There is no problem, you must get the past back and make it clear what needs to be said, otherwise I will not let you go."

"You..." Mo Yancheng followed suit and sat upright, turning his body to face Mohe, "You have a hard heart, you force me to find the past that I can't bear to look back on. Have you ever thought that if the time comes, you I didn't get the answer I wanted, what should I do?"

When Mo Yancheng asked such a question suddenly, Mo He was stunned.

Mo He never thought about what the answer he wanted, let alone what would happen if he didn't get the answer.For the past five years, Mo He has been full of doubts. After finally catching Mo Yancheng, he suffered from amnesia. What answer do you want.

Mo Yancheng's difficulties?Then can his difficulties convince Mo He?

What should I do if I am persuaded?What if I can't be persuaded?

I don't know, Mo He fell into a daze, and couldn't say a word.Seeing that he didn't reply, Mo Yancheng shook his head, lay down facing Mohe, and patted the place beside him: "Anyway, I haven't remembered yet, go to bed first, and no matter what you want to do then, I will obediently let you do it." , is this okay?"

"Go back to your iron bed." Seeing that Mo Yancheng's bedroom looked like the owner of my house, Mo He gave the order to evict the guest.

"No!" Mo Yancheng refused without hesitation, and then wrapped himself into a caterpillar, leaving only his head outside, his bright eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at Mo He with a smile.

Mo He was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he kicked him. Mo Yancheng reacted sensitively, rolling backwards, and then there was a loud "bang", and he was rolled under the bed.

"You stay here!" Mo He said, pulling away the quilt from Mo Yancheng's body, and turning off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, Mo He felt that Mo Yancheng climbed up again cautiously, lay down on tiptoe, pulled the quilt over his body, and did not move.

Mo He, who turned his back to him, did not open his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Mo Yancheng's virtue, I am afraid that he will not be able to change it for a lifetime.

When Mo Chengcheng received the call, Mo He was complaining about the new dishes that Mo Yancheng painstakingly developed.Originally, he planned to see Mo Chengcheng by himself, but Mo Chengcheng asked him to bring Mo Yancheng with him. Mo He was puzzled, and was about to ask why, when he suddenly thought that Mo Wentao told Mo Chengcheng that he saw Mo Chengcheng. People who looked like him aroused his interest.

That being the case, Mo He didn't think too much, and simply brought Mo Yancheng along, after all, he wanted to see how the two would react when they met.

The result was disappointing to Mo He, Mo Yancheng was only stunned for three seconds when he saw Mo Chengcheng, introduced himself quite politely, and then ate without saying a word.And Mo Chengcheng looked at Mo Yancheng without hesitation, his surprise was only fleeting at the beginning, and he didn't say anything to him.

This meal, Mo Wentao was not there, which made Mo He heave a sigh of relief, otherwise he would have to deal with his fake hospitality in front of Mo Chengcheng, and thinking about it would make him panic.

"Yancheng, where are you from? How old are you?" Mo Chengcheng's question surprised Mo He. In his impression, Mo Chengcheng never cared about the affairs of idlers. Be more polite and ask "what's your name" or "where do you work?" This is the first time Mo He asked him about his household registration and age. It seems that Mo Chengcheng is quite interested in people who bump into him.

"Uncle Mo, he is also from City Z, 23 years old." Seeing Mo Yancheng looking at him in confusion, Mo He answered for him.

Hearing this, Mo Chengcheng frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and said to himself in a very soft voice: "The same age as Wen Tao..."

During the dinner, Mo He got up and went to the bathroom. After returning, he immediately saw that the atmosphere between Mo Chengcheng and Mo Yancheng was obviously not right. Mo Chengcheng intentionally or unintentionally brought up the topic of Mo Yancheng's family affairs , There was a tendency to dig out Mo Yancheng clearly between the words, but Mo Yancheng just replied to him vaguely, always with a polite smile.

"Uncle Mo, Yancheng suffered a head injury and temporarily lost his memory. If you ask these questions, he is unlikely to be able to answer." Mo He finally couldn't help but stop him.

"Amnesia?" Mo Chengcheng was very surprised, paused, and looked at Mo Yancheng with a complicated expression, "Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt."

"It's okay, Mr. Mo just don't get me wrong." Mo Yancheng's tone was extremely flat.

"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding?" Mo He asked in confusion.

Mo Yancheng grinned and said, "It's nothing, Ah He, let's go to the supermarket later, the paper at home is about to run out."

"Well, good." When Mo Yancheng said such a sentence, it was obvious that he wanted to change the topic, and it was difficult for Mo He to continue asking.

Hearing Mo Yancheng's words, Mo Chengcheng showed surprise on his face: "Do you live together?"

Mo Chengcheng also knew about Mo He's sexuality, so Mo He naturally knew what he meant by asking this question, so he couldn't help but look a little shocked: "Uncle Mo, we are just friends."

Mo Yancheng on the side was a little dissatisfied with this answer, curled his lips, and whispered: "I am Ah He's ex-boyfriend!"

Mo Chengcheng's hearing is excellent, and he caught this sentence in his ears in an instant, "haha" laughed twice, and patted Mo He's shoulder: "Ah He, it's good to get back together after living together , I've been single for so many years, I should have a companion."

Mo He glared at Mo Yancheng, and said to Mo Chengcheng: "Uncle Mo, the account between me and him has not been settled yet, and we will talk about the rest later."

That night, Mo He received another call from Mo Chengcheng. What puzzled him was that Mo Chengcheng talked a lot, and finally mentioned something about Mo Yancheng's parents. When he heard Mo He say After he was an orphan and his adoptive parents passed away, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone before hanging up.

As a result, Mo He couldn't help but wonder, is Mo Yancheng really related to Mo Chengcheng?But he had never heard that Mo Chengcheng had a son living outside, an illegitimate child?No, no, no, Mo Chengcheng and Nan Mei are childhood sweethearts, they have a very good relationship, and Mo Chengcheng is open-minded, never messing with flowers, treating Nan Mei with extreme loyalty, he probably won't have an illegitimate child.

However, in everything, there may be some accidents.