The steel straight man reborn never bends

After two consecutive nights of lack of sleep, Mo Nanfei felt that he had more strength and less energy even when he bit into fried dough sticks.

Compared with him, Ji Mingxi, who is as cold as usual, can be set off with radiance.

Seeing that Ji Mingxi's bowl of wontons was nearly eaten up to soup, Mo Nanfei finally couldn't hold back and said, "Can't you see that there are two big characters 'curious' written on my two black eyeballs? "

Only then did Ji Mingxi raise his head, and after staring at Mo Nanfei's bloodshot eyes seriously for a while, he replied in a serious tone: "Yes, I saw it, and wrote it with a red pen?"

Mo Nanfei: "..." I really want to splash sweet soy milk on his face...

As if sensing Mo Nanfei's dangerous thoughts, Ji Mingxi put down the plastic spoon and took the initiative to provoke her truthfully: "On the way to drive her home last night, I passed a small vendor selling sweet-scented osmanthus steamed cakes. She bought a few, but when she got home, she gave them all to me, she said it was because she thought the sweet-scented osmanthus steamed cake was the most delicious thing in the world, so she wanted to give it to me.”

Fuck, this trick is really smooth.

A girl who looks very pure and straightforward, but unexpectedly she is really a person who cannot be judged by her appearance.If it's not for the mother's high EQ, then it's because she has rich experience and knows how to attack the hearts of young men.

No, Mo Nanfei suddenly changed his mind, this trick is also suitable for capturing the hearts of girls...

He's done it himself—

That was when he was in his early thirties, his love luck had not been smooth, and he finally met a woman who was more interested in him than Ji Mingxi.

Facing such a strange woman who appreciates such a high taste, he wisely decided to take the route of attacking his heart—he couldn't afford a bag either.

So, on a night when the north wind was raging, when he saw an old man selling roasted sweet potatoes guarding a charcoal stove, inspiration broke out, and he bought a huge roasted sweet potato on the grounds that he wanted to eat it, and put it in his arms. They walked all the way, waited until the moment of parting, then took it out and handed it to the other party, and said affectionately: "In my heart, the sweet potato baked in a charcoal stove is the most delicious thing in the world, so I want to give it to you. And all the other good things in this world, I want to bring them to you. And all I need is that you give me this chance."

And then he actually got that opportunity.

Although it ended in tragedy, he always talked about that successful experience.As long as he drank, he would drag Ji Mingxi to tell the story again, adding some oil and vinegar every time. It was hard for Ji Mingxi to listen to it over and over again, and he never exposed his exaggeration.

However, looking back on that experience that he was once proud of, Mo Nanfei felt a little sad.

This sadness is not because of lamenting the passage of time, but for Ji Mingxi—the Ji Mingxi who loves him silently—a touch of distress and a deep sense of guilt

At that time, what kind of mood did Ji Mingxi use to listen to himself beeping and beeping?

Even if he could justify himself with "the one who doesn't know is innocent", it still couldn't erase his cruelty and harm to Ji Mingxi.Whether it is manslaughter or intentional murder, the result is the same after all.

Is it because I always talk about my feelings unscrupulously in front of him, that's why he doesn't say anything and stays silent forever?

——It's not like this Ji Mingxi, who talks more and more!

I just wanted to ask about the general situation, but he was fine, like a crackling bean, he talked about a little thing about steamed sweet-scented osmanthus cake in every detail!It's just the rest of the routines I played 50 years ago. Is there anything worth mentioning?

Never seen the world!

"It's a bit risky for her to do this. If you don't like to eat that kind of sweet stuff, wouldn't it be embarrassing?" Mo Nanfei bravely pointed out his loopholes.

Ji Mingxi took a sip of the steaming thick soup, with a bit of joy on his brows, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter whether the food suits your appetite, what matters is the person. When you are with the person you like, simple tea and light meals are also delicacies from mountains and seas For example, this bowl of wontons stuffed with pork," the slender index finger gently tapped the rim of the bowl, "if you eat it in your mouth, it's just like the ones stuffed with abalone."

Heh... Mo Nanfei sneered in his heart, a young boy who has never even been in love, actually pretended to be a lover in front of a man like himself who has gone through thousands of sails, isn't this just playing tricks?

As a senior senior, he felt that he had to properly alert the young man in love before him.Before, he was only worried that Ji Ming would abuse others, but now he wanted to prevent Ji Ming from being rounded and flattened by others.

"Don't say brother, I'm pouring cold water on you, I think you should hold back a little bit, and don't put too much emotion into it at once." Mo Nanfei confided, "After all, life has just begun, maybe you will meet better ones in the future?"

Ji Mingxi raised his eyes, looked at Mo Nanfei without blinking, and said calmly: "The person I like is the best."

Paralyzed and oily and salty!

Mo Nanfei was so angry that he didn't bother to say a word, and bit the fried dough stick in his hand as if venting his anger.

Ji Mingxi withdrew his gaze, and the joy between his brows deepened a bit.

Mo Nanfei's worst grade in high school was English, and the only class he didn't sleep in was also an English class - taught by a young and beautiful female teacher.

Therefore, "talent" is really the hard-to-follow opponent of "hard work".

But today, his gaze didn't fall on the female teacher for a second, and he focused on Ji Mingxi in the front row.

"Is there any student who volunteered to try the following conversation?" The female teacher asked gently.

In the next second, everyone became very interested in the dust in the air.

"No one wants to." The female teacher pursed her mouth pretending to be sad, and quickly said brightly, "Then I can only order, let me take a look..." She said she wanted to take a look, her eyes He directly aimed at the most conspicuous existence in the class, "Ji Mingxi, it's you!"

The favored Ji Ming stood up slowly.

The female teacher looked at Ji Mingxi with crooked eyes, and said sweetly: "I will give you a privilege, you can choose your own partner, friendly reminder, this is a conversation between an old couple."

As soon as they heard the news, the few girls in the class changed their sluggish eyesight, and all looked towards Ji Mingxi, their eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

——Mo Nanfei was more nervous than them.

Every time Ji Mingxi is hit by the teacher, as long as there is a chance, he will definitely drag him into the water, even if he knows that he is hiding behind the pile of books and sleeping, he will almost flow to the ground, and he will never be merciful.

In the matter of cheating himself, Ji Mingxi never asked for anything in return.

Just when Mo Nanfei entered the state of combat readiness, Ji Mingxi made a choice.

"Hu Jing."

After a moment of silence, there were bursts of enthusiastic booing in the classroom.

Fu Xiyu stroked his forehead, and with the movement of his hand, secretly looked at Mo Nanfei who was beside him, and saw someone's lips pursed into an absolute straight line.

It's a risky move.He shook his head and smiled.

Mo Nanfei was very upset, very upset, so upset that even he himself couldn't tell what he was upset about.

When getting up from the seat, he felt that the bench was stuck; when Fu Xiyu made way for him, he felt that Fu Xiyu was slow; when walking in the aisle, he felt that the floor tiles were slippery; He felt that the smell made him unhappy.

When a person is upset, he becomes irritable.

Mo Nanfei looked at the sausage who quickened his urination as soon as he came in, and the unknown fire that had been stagnant in his chest for a long time finally exploded. He didn't care about the demand from the bladder at the moment, and when he stood still, he crossed his arms, endured the nausea, and hooked up. Staring intently at a certain petite part of the other party - if you want to scare others, you must first scare yourself.

Dachshund shuddered in fright from Mo Nanfei's fiery and distorted eyes. With trembling hands, he hurriedly stuffed his little baby back into the house, not even daring to say "pervert", and ran out.

Ji Mingxi has become an out-and-out heterosexual, but he is treated as a gay, can it be more ridiculous?

Mo Nanfei thought bitterly, and turned to face the urinal.

Halfway through something, a familiar figure entered his peripheral vision.

He turned his face to the side, and saw Ji Mingxi also crossed his arms, looking straight at his Xiasanlu.

——The way of heaven is reincarnation?

Mo Nanfei twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to put Xiao Feifei back, but felt that there was no need to do so, so he froze there for a while, in a dilemma.

"Aren't you holding back?" Ji Mingxi asked with concern.

Mo Nanfei suppressed his anger and said, "Can you stop staring at me like this?"

"I see that you just stared at Zhang Ben with great enthusiasm, and I want to feel this kind of fun too." Ji Mingxi's tone was very sincere.

Mo Nanfei took a deep breath: "The boss wants to be a pervert, so do you want to be too!" Tragic and decisive.

Ji Ming didn't even frown: "I think so."

Mo Nanfei said dejectedly, "Give your curiosity to Hu Jing, don't waste it on me. It's shameful to waste it, you know?"

Ji Ming hardly forgot his original intention: "Aren't you holding back?"

After school in the evening, Ji Mingxi continued to take the initiative to ask Ying to act as a flower protector, and went away with Hu Jing.

With a head covered in dark clouds, Mo Nanfei returned home listlessly.

The moment he opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol rushed towards his face.

The fear engraved in the depths of his soul was awakened from a deep sleep, tightly bound his hands and feet, making him unable to move, and even breathing became difficult.

Mo Nanfei looked at Mo Guodong who was lying on the sofa with a pale face, and after a long while, he finally plucked up the courage and tentatively called out: "...Dad?"

Mo Guodong snored back.

Mo Nanfei breathed a sigh of relief silently, walked away from Mo Guodong, and tiptoed towards the stairs.

"Fuck the landing gear!" Mo Guodong suddenly shouted.

Mo Nanfei froze in place, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

"Landing gear..." Mo Guodong grunted again, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Nanfei gritted his teeth and rushed upstairs in one go. After locking the door behind him, he began to gasp for breath.

Sweat has soaked the back of his clothes.

Outside the window, on the corner of the street, under the dim street lights.

Ji Mingxi raised his face, looked at the lighted window, and slowly loosened his clenched hands.