death is your ghost

A person's belief is like a bright red flower. According to biology, the color of a flower is the color it hates, but it does not prevent someone from liking it.Most people think that the flower itself likes such beauty as much as they do, but after a few degrees of wind and rain, only it knows what kind of love it is.

Mo Han never mentions the reason for quitting the company, because what he is obsessed with, the weight that occupies his heart, may not be recognized by the outside world, nor may he get sympathy. He does not need others to understand. As I thought, I could give myself an explanation.

There will always be a selfish desire in my heart to satisfy my little wishes.

Mo Han doesn't care if people gossip about it, maybe it's been a long time, and the sea has changed, who will remember the little episode that happened in the student's dream era.

A vine branch grew from the bottom of Chi Yue's heart, stretching from the bottom of his stomach along every nerve, like a wild racing car on the highway, accelerating crazily, accompanied by turbulent emotions, and finally bloomed a poisonous flower in his heart | The flower of medicine.

He didn't know that Mo Han learned hip-hop dance for him. From the first time he saw him stretching ligaments and learning postures, he thought it was his hobby. There was no temporary task that could make Mo Han sweat in pain during the learning process, only For Chi Yue, he can do it.

I thought it was an inexplicable beginning, but he was kept in the dark.

"Mo Han, I never thought about it..." The words from the bottom of my heart came to my mouth but I couldn't utter them. He is not good at hypocritical love words. his throat.

"There is always something that I want to show you, and it is unique."

Belonging among them, even the masses are uniquely sweet.

"I didn't expect you to come back either. If I had known, I wouldn't have quit the company." Mo Han changed the subject and said in a mischievous tone.

"Do you know how I became the president?" He asked a question, and Chi Yue, who was still in a daze, hurriedly said, "What?"

"Damn, you won't be moved." Mo Han looked surprised. "Let me tell you, I'm just telling the truth, don't do anything outrageous to me when you get excited."

Does Chi Yue's weird and volatile emotions cause little harm? He has conditioned reflexes.

"Why aren't you moved? I was never so moved before I was alive, and my heart is a little swollen." It's a miracle that ghosts can still feel without emotions.

"It's inflated." Mo Han teased.

"Inflation is the same thing. By the way, you just said why you became the president?"

"Campaign for talent show, I was selected after crushing seven bicycles." Mo Han spread his hands.

Chi Yue suspected that he hadn't heard clearly. It was a hip-hop club campaign, not an acrobatic club campaign?

"The former president thought that I had good feet and good dancing skills, so I decided on it directly. In other words, I also prepared a short unwritten dance performance, which was useless. It's a pity."

Judging by the tone of voice, I still regret it at the beginning, right?

The future is preordained, and our choices are arranged.

"Go back, there are too many mosquitoes here, with your mosquito physique, you will be carried away by the mosquitoes within a while." Chi Yue dragged Mo Han to stand up.

Mo Han turned around and rushed over, falling into Chi Yue's arms: "Why are you so anxious, mosquitoes can't bite you."

"I'm protecting my food. I don't want my food to be taken advantage of by other things before I eat it." Chi Yue said poorly.Besides, the mosquito sucks your blood, and the same blood as yours flows in the body, which has a bad meaning, as if you are pregnant.

"I'm not happy that I didn't eat Thai food today."

"Tomorrow, guard the door, and eat it even if it is not opened."

"Come on, tomorrow is the weekend."

"What number?"

Mo Han counted the days and said, "Tomorrow, the 25th, there is still a week of books to read, but I won't read."

"Why." Chi Yue caught Mo Han's thief's eyes, and couldn't help but want to kiss him.

"I asked for leave, wrote a leave note, and asked Lao Ye to bring it to the head teacher." Mo Han looked very closely, and the hot air from the jet melted Chi Yue's naturally cold bones. "The holiday is thirteen days."

The tender and ambiguous tone seemed to imply that Chi Yue should do something to be worthy of the nearly two-week vacation.

"You asked for so many days off?" His homeroom teacher was really daring before the college entrance examination.

"It's called cutting first and playing later. Uncooked rice is cooked. Two days on the weekend is not enough for the two of us to escape far enough? He doesn't allow it, and there is no way. When I turn off the phone, who will find me?" Mo Han praised his ingenuity. Being complacent is not in vain for his genius brain.

Chi Yue said, "What about Xiao Nan?"

That guy is now facing Mo Han, and maybe he can't find anyone to make trouble at the police station.

"I told him."

Everything is under control, and Mo Han has already arranged it.

"Your clothes...are you ready?" Chi Yue asked.

"It's all packed in the suitcase, and I've prepared a lot—sugar!" Mo Han's treacherous smile made Chi Yue feel a bit chilly behind his back. Could it be that this is a must-go trip? It was planned.

"You are great."

"No no no," Mo Han seemed to have a better insight. "This is called boyfriend force max, you will be happy with me."

Chi Yue agreed with this statement: "It's quite sexual." He even shook his burly body at Mo Han viciously, causing him to tremble all over, and rushed forward without saying a word.

Mo Han returned to the orphanage under the moonlight. Before entering the door, he saw a figure hovering at the door. He slowed down and took a closer look. It was the uncle in the security room.

Mo Han walked to the door in a few steps and called out, "Uncle."

The uncle's face was solemn, his brows were knit together, and his tone was surprisingly anxious. "Mo Han, you are back, something happened."

The uncle seldom had such an expression that looked like an alien invasion, and his intuition told Mo Han that the accident was on him.

"what happened?"

The uncle said: "Director Cao lost more than 20 yuan, and then found a bank|bank|card in your room. He checked it, and it happened to be more than 20 yuan. It is in your room now, and everyone is there. Ready to question you if you stole it."

How could it be such a coincidence that just after Director Cao lost 20 yuan, he was found on his own head?

There was no panic in Mo Han's heart, he just wanted to say that Director Cao finally made a move.

Saying goodbye to the uncle, and returning to his room, the room was turned into a mess, and even the packed suitcase was covered with clothes. Seeing the mess, Chi Yue wanted to slap the grandson angrily.

Director Cao held the bank|bank|bank card in his hand. The money that Chi Yue and Mo Han won from the casino were all in it. He usually didn't need to spend money, so the bank|bank|bank card was placed in his In the pen holder, I kept forgetting to put it away.

The books on the desk were wrinkled, and the quilt on the bed was ripped together. The door of the wardrobe was not closed properly, obviously it had been turned over.

In addition to Director Cao, there were also the dean and a few aunts in charge of logistics in the room. When Mo Han came in, their eyes had been on him. According to Mo Han's keen intuition, it was a bad intention.

After Chi Nan heard that Mo Han had returned, he came out of his room and followed Mo Han into the room.

Director Cao's frustrating and short image is not worthy of his flaming eyes, and the strong aura generated by anger is also extremely wretched on him, but the crowd who don't know the truth has given him a lot of backing, and he gave Mo Han a favor when he came up. hand.

Crisp applause resounded in the room, and Mo Han's pure white skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.This palm was not light. When Mo Han was slapped and his head was turned, it touched his neck bone, and it hurt a little when he turned around.

No one hit Mo Han in front of his face, and Chi Yue's cold temper burst forth instantly. His eyes were full of violence and frost, and his pupils cracked into many tiny ice cubes. The cold that climbs up the spine.

Before Chi Yue gathered his strength to crush Director Cao's skull, Mo Han gently held his hand without being noticed.

The warmth from Mo Han's palm eased the coldness on his body, Chi Yue glanced at him, and Mo Han conveyed it with his eyes, signaling him not to act rashly.

The inexplicable coolness made everyone present shudder. Mo Han rubbed his tingling cheeks, stared at Director Cao, and said, "Excuse me, Director Cao, what did I do to make you so angry."

Director Cao was obviously prepared, and faced Mo Han's question directly: "Mo Han, I should ask you how you got this card, I didn't expect you to steal it from me at such a young age with such dirty hands and feet. up."

He threw the bank|bank|bank|card at Mo Han's feet as if venting his anger, and shouted: "I always thought you were an excellent kid, but I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. Say, why are you stealing my money?"

Director Cao pressed on step by step, and Mo Han was accused of theft between words. There were so many people present, and they all had the same thoughts as Director Cao. After all, Mo Han was only in high school, and he was in an orphanage where he spent all his money on food, drink and accommodation. Money, it is impossible to have more than 20 yuan, even if you work part-time to earn money, it is impossible to earn such a level of money, so the only possibility is that he stole it.

There are no waves without wind, and it just so happens that Director Cao lost the money, and he just found the money in Mo Han's room, so who else could conclude that it wasn't him who stole it?

Mo Han didn't know whether this accident was deliberately arranged by Director Cao or by chance, but what is certain is that Director Cao wanted to kill him, and the worst result would be to drive him out of the orphanage.

"Whether the money is mine, but definitely not Director Cao's." Mo Han said.

Director Cao's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

"I think Director Cao is such a shrewd person, he probably wouldn't put more than 20 yuan in bags at home. If not, where would I steal your 20 yuan? You don't mean to say that the money you put in the card will be stolen." Let me steal it, but I don't know your bank|bank|card password, if Director Cao wants to say that I stole your password through abnormal means, then you underestimate your own precautions too much."

Director Cao was a little annoyed, he was not a fool, and Mo Han was obviously beating around the bush and scolding him, saying how he would have been stolen if he hadn't taken precautions.

"Then you admit that you stole my money."

"No, I want to say that I didn't take the money."

Director Cao snorted and said, "You should pack your suitcase and prepare to run. There is also sugar from this place. I didn't expect you to buy so much!"

No wonder Director Cao dared to be so sure that he stole his money. Originally, he just came to his room to look for clues, but he just happened to find a bank|bank|bank|card and a packed suitcase. The two colluded and thought, It's no use denying it anymore.

It's no wonder that Director Cao dared to disturb other people in the courtyard, because he wanted others to be witnesses for him, a "victim", so that he could find an opportunity to drive him out.

The dean kept silent all the time, then he cleared his throat, stood up and asked, "Xiaohan, did you do it? If yes, admit it, and return the money to Director Cao. The college entrance examination will be in a few days. After the exam, I will admit it. After that, you will leave us to live, and we will be responsible for the university tuition and living expenses as usual, you just need to be honest."

Although the others didn't speak, the sympathy in their eyes and the shock that they didn't expect you to be such a person made Mo Han understand that they only care about their own confession, and don't want to get to the bottom of it.

Everyone in this room, except for Mo Han, Chi Yue, and Chi Nan, thought in their hearts that Mo Han stole the money. They didn't want to think about the reason for stealing the money, and they didn't want to listen to his excuses. They only want one result.

Perhaps they were in collusion.

Mo Han's excuse is that there is no day for exporting.

The worst result, which is what they expected, is to expel Mo Han from the orphanage, because there is another way to get both, and that is to call the police, but they know that calling the police will not be able to frame Mo Han, but will damage Director Cao Randomly pointing at the face of sin.

This is not what they want.

So Mo Han has to bear everything.

"Admit it and let me go?" Mo Han said softly.

The dean sighed: "I didn't let you go, I just let you know how to be brave in doing things."

Mo Han shook his head: "Dean, I have a request. I packed my suitcase to go out and play once. I will move out when I come back. The orphanage raised me up, and I will repay you in the future."

"What is this for?"

Mo Han said: "It just brings so much burden to the orphanage, I don't want to bother you any more."

While holding his breath, Chi Yue kept wanting to run away, but Mo Han always held his hand tightly, never letting go, and never talking to him. He straightened his back and faced the questioning of Director Cao and the others.

In a trance, his attention was all attracted by Mo Han holding his hand, maybe this was a new beginning.

Mo Han is in control.

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, I will let Director Cao pay the price