evening photos

Chapter 19

Mo Nong went to Shu Zhao's house twice, used his bathroom to take a shower both times, and put on Shu Zhao's clothes, which shows that there are traces of adultery.

Xiao He happily circled around his feet, and Mo Nong gently pushed it with his foot, and Xiao He was on all fours, revealing its tender belly.

"Little Hey," Shu Zhao pointed to the temporary kennel by the table, "go to bed."

Xiao He turned up from the ground, but didn't go to the kennel, and ran directly to Shu Zhao, draping his leg, shaking his head and tail, begging to be petted.

Mo Nong stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at them with a smirk, while Shu Zhao rubbed Xiao Hey's head without looking up at him.

"sit down."

Mo Nong went to sit opposite him, the fan whizzed overhead, and the sound of rain outside covered the silence inside.He looked at Shu Zhao intently, with a surge of satisfaction and joy in his heart.

"Mo Nong," Shu Zhao called him by first and last name, "don't beat around the bush, I'll just tell you clearly, I don't like you, it's impossible for us, don't waste your time."

Mo Nong was dumbfounded at first, and then smiled shyly: "Then do you hate me?"

It obviously can't lie, "Not annoying."

"That's fine, you said that as long as you don't hate you, you can try it, you can talk to those who don't..." He swallowed back the nonsense, "You can try it with them, why can't you try with me? ?”

Did you dig a hole for yourself?Shu Zhao was a little irritable, he looked up at Mo Nong,

"Try with them, that's because the relationship between me and them is purely a transaction, only to have sex, not to talk about feelings, and they will not cause me trouble and trouble. Try with you? If you just want to sleep with me, then ok , but feelings are out of the question.”

Mo Nong was a little sad and looked pitiful, "I don't want to be like this, I don't want to be your wife, I want to talk to you about the truth, the emotional one."

"I said, no talk about feelings." Shu Zhao repeated, and he sighed dejectedly, "You don't have to do this, we haven't known each other for long, why are you acting like you're determined to never give up?" Why? Stay where it’s cool, don’t bother.”

Mo Nong didn't speak for a moment, he leaned on the back of the chair in an attempt to sort out his complicated thoughts, and then he spoke from the bottom of his heart after a while:

"Shu Zhao, if you think my feelings for you are too fast, I can't say anything. Anyway, the first time I saw you, I thought you were special, and you knew what I treated you later. Feel your conscience and say , I don't want to be with you either, I should say I don't want to like you. I know... the relationship between the same sex is not easy... but what can I do? I already like you, if I can ignore or ignore me Act like it never happened. But I can't ignore it,"

He fixedly stared at Shu Zhao,

"I couldn't ignore my heart. Just a few hours ago, I realized that I really liked you. I watched you walk towards me from the rain. I was really emotional at that time, and I still am today. Excited. I like you and want to be with you. I don’t know how people of the same sex get along. Give me a chance to pursue you and try with me, okay?”

Shu Zhao stood up, and Mo Nong also stood up, and then Shu Zhao said,

"Sorry, I can't promise you. If you can think about me, I hope you don't pursue me, because it will cause me trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Mo Nong asked.

Shu Zhao smiled softly, "You don't even know what troubles you will encounter when you are with me, and you just want to talk about the truth? Mo Nong, feelings should be reflected in reality. We are not living in fairy tales. Talking about love also depends on the actual conditions, if the conditions are not allowed, good things will also become nightmares."

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart. Create conditions if there are no conditions."

Shu Zhao found it even more funny, and he said to him with sarcasm in his eyes: "You are not afraid of trouble, why don't you ask me if I would like to bear this trouble with you? You have a heart, why don't you think about whether I have a heart?"

He went to the door and opened it, and ruthlessly gave the order to evict the guest, "Go, I won't keep you."

Mo Nong looked at him sadly, then walked out of the door decadently, seeing the door closed in front of him, he stood in the dark for a while, then sat down on the stairs again.

He doesn't like me, he doesn't want to be with me, so what should I do?give up?

His heart ached and he was very confused, but he kept thinking of Shu Zhao's various appearances, and at the same time, there was a sense of powerlessness, and he also thought of Shu Zhao's smile when he was watching the sunrise on the top of the mountain.

At that time, the wind and the morning light gathered around him, and he was no longer the cold and mean minister of the night market. At that time, he was really just a thin young man, who could let himself protect him from the wind and rain, and could drive him across the fields.

Of course he couldn't give up, Mo Nong regrouped and immediately rushed home to tidy himself up, slept unsteadily, made meals after waking up, and rushed to Shu Zhao's house to resume his feeding career.

It was a rainy day and the sun was very hot in the afternoon. Mo Nong was waiting downstairs at Shu Zhao's house with a lunch box in his hand. As soon as Shu Zhao opened the door, he saw him looking at him happily.

Shu Zhao couldn't help but sighed in his heart, put on his superior posture and completely ignored him, and walked towards the company on his own.

Mo Nong followed him unhurriedly on a motorcycle, staring at him with his eyes hotter than the sun all the time.

When Shu Zhao locked himself in the office at the company, Mo Nong held the lunch box and waited eagerly in front of the window.

Shu Zhao originally planned to treat him as air all the time, but as the time got later and later, there were more people going to work, so he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Shu Zhao went to the door and opened it, grabbed the lunch box in his arms, then threw it into the trash can under his joyful eyes, touched his mouth up and down:

"roll."

This is too much, Shu Zhao's actions seriously hurt Mo Nong's pure and loving heart, he was angry at first, then sad and angry, staring at the door like a door god who wants to eat people, doing what he should do Shu Zhao.

Okay, Mo Nong thought, you can throw it away, if you throw it away for a day, can you still throw it away for a month and a year?

He put makeup on the girls in the DJ department full of resentment, and the makeup became thicker and thicker. Except for Xu Jing, who likes heavy makeup, everyone else complained to him.

"Who made you angry? What's the matter with you recently? You put on a bad face every day."

Mo Nong was not in the mood to talk to them, and he didn't see Shu Zhao again that night.

The next afternoon, he went to deliver meals as usual, and waited bitterly downstairs for more than two hours. Seeing that it was almost too late for work, he rushed back to Xingang, but there was no sign of Shu Zhao in Xingang.

Is this hiding from me?

Mo Nong thought gloomyly, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple, if you hide from me, I will lean towards you, and I will see where you can hide.

He waited until 07:30, and then walked to the hall, the aunts and the others thought he was going to get off work, and they rushed to say goodbye to him, but Mo Nong stood still in front of them, thought for a while, then turned on his toes and walked to the front desk,

"I want a box, order the DJ department."

The lady at the front desk asked enthusiastically, "Okay, how many sirs are you?"

"One."

The lady picked up the walkie-talkie: "DJ department, Shu Zhao Shu Zhao, bring Taiwan A09."

Shu Zhao was indeed hiding in another office. Now, he checked his watch and guessed that Mo Nong had already left. When he heard someone inexplicably ordered the box in the DJ department, he thought that the sky was falling, and he walked out of the office happily, with a smile on his face. Push open the door of A09.

... Shu Zhao looked at Mo Nong, who was riding a golden sword in the middle of the sofa, feeling unspeakably depressed. He looked into the box, and the aunt was also standing in front of the karaoke stand, looking at them both at a loss .

The smile on Shu Zhao's face instantly turned into ice, he slammed the door and walked to Mo Nong,

"What's wrong with you?"

Mo Nong looked up at him, "Yes."

Shu Zhao: "..." He gritted his teeth angrily, pinched his waist with his hands and stared at him uncertainly for a while, "What? Are you asking my younger sister to accompany you, or are you asking me to sit on the stage?"

Mo Nong turned his neck and looked forward, "You."

Shu Zhao smiled angrily, "Okay, then boss, please prepare RMB, I charge by the point, [-] per hour."

Mo Nong also smiled, "You forgot, my dad is an old rich man, and I am a small rich man, so I can still afford this little money."

Shu Zhao stared at him gloomily for a while, broke the pot, raised his head towards his aunt,

"Seven royal salutes."

Royal Salute is the most expensive wine in Xingang, more than 1000 for a bottle, and seven bottles plus the box fee will directly charge up to [-].

They usually spend as much as 5000 yuan per private room, and there must be at least seven or eight people. Now Mo Nong is alone... Auntie is so close, I don’t know what’s going on between them, but it’s very hot anyway. money.

Shu Zhao was deliberately embarrassing Mo Nong, but this little money is really nothing to Mo Nong.

Mo Nong also thought: I drank with him several times before, and they all said that he can drink well, but he still doesn't believe that he can't drink him down.

When the wine was served, Shu Zhao, the "escort" sitting on the stage, did not have the self-consciousness of an "escort" at all. He sat on the sofa and stepped on the edge of the table, which was quite presumptuous.

"Playing dice? One cup per round?"

Mo Nong's heart beat suddenly, the scene of being killed by Shu Zhao last time was still vivid in his memory.But he doesn't believe in evil, and he won't be fooled by this demon again tonight.

"Okay!"

Shu Zhao clasped the dice cup with his backhand and turned it around. From this posture, it can be seen that this person must have experienced many battles.

He knocked the dice cup on the table, and said arrogantly: "You call."

Mo Nong was sober this time, his face was unpredictable and calm,

"Five ones." He called the big one.

Shu Zhao snorted coldly: "Seven ones."

Mo Nong opened the dice cup, "Open."

He didn't have one, and Shu Zhao lost completely.

Mo Nong finally regained the face he lost last time. The two of them are like two big liars with their own plans.

My aunt dimmed the lights too early and played the popular music. The two of them just played dice for two hours and drank almost the same amount.

The stamina of the foreign wine slowly rose, Mo Nong felt a little dizzy, he looked at Shu Zhao's normal face, he felt that Shu Zhao was as dizzy as him, but he didn't show it.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

However, the next moment, all seven girls from the DJ department poured in to toast, which is exactly what it should be according to the usual practice.

But Mo Nong knew that he couldn't drink anymore, at least not by himself.

He took the wine glass handed over by Shen Chacha, and said to Shu Zhao: "As my companion, will you come with me?"

Shu Zhao stood up from the sofa, pinched the rim of his cup with slender fingers and brought it to her, looked down at him condescendingly,

"Boss, don't be so polite, I'll drink for you this round."

He drank seven cups without changing his face and heartbeat, plus what he drank before, he finished nearly three bottles before he knew it.

But Mo Nong was secretly startled, he couldn't see a trace of drunkenness on Shu Zhao's face, his eyes became brighter the more he drank, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

It's over, Mo Nong knows that he has lost, he will never drink Shu Zhao down, and when the idlers and others disappear, Mo Nong sits on the sofa in a daze and looks at Shu Zhao, muttering:

"I have no chance. How good is your drinking capacity? Why can't I drink you down?"

Shu Zhao looked soberly at Mo Nong, whose eyes were spinning slowly, and he didn't bother to pretend to call him the boss against his will. His eyes were sharp and his face was cold,

"I want to drink it to me—you won't die if you drink it." He leaned forward and approached Mo Nong, "I beg you, don't bother, I can't afford to play with people like you, give me a way to survive!"

After he finished speaking, he stood up and made a gesture to leave, Mo Nong grabbed his wrist, and he fell dizzily on the armrest of the sofa,

"Shu Zhao, I don't play with you, it's true...it's all true, I really like you...Shu Zhao, I'm so dizzy, why do you keep shaking in front of my eyes? Stop shaking, stop shaking."

Shu Zhao turned around and clamped his chin, stared at him for a long time, and then saw from his dizzy eyes that he was indeed drunk.

"Auntie, go and ask the young master who sent him back last time to come in and carry him back for me."

Auntie hurried out to call for someone, Shu Zhao struggled with the wrist that was held by Mo Nong, and struggled for a long time without getting it out, not to mention, Mo Nong stood up unsteadily.

He looked at Shu Zhao in pain, tears in his sad eyes, Shu Zhao was grinning in distaste, Mo Nong suddenly fell towards him, staggered down on the sofa behind him with his arms around him.

"Why do I like you?" Mo Nong gasped and sighed on top of him, "Why do you let me like you? I..."

After that, Shu Zhao couldn't hear what his big tongue was saying, so he pushed him, and Mo Nong muttered a series of alien languages, and fell on him as a cripple.

Shu Zhao kept pushing and shoving under him, until finally he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to throw him to the ground, when the man suddenly stood up by himself, his eyes were bright, and his face suddenly glowed:

"I want to sing!" Mo Nong looked around with his eyes wide open, swearing to the air with the momentum of a charge.

Shu Zhao was finally relieved. He stood up and patted his clothes, intending to ignore the drunk. The next moment, the drunk stared at him blankly:

"Who are you?"

Shu Zhao glanced at him: "I am your father!"

The drunk suddenly kneeled down in front of Shu Zhao, hugged his waist and cried:

"father!"

Shu Zhao: "... Fuck!" His whole face was wrinkled into a ball of irritability, and he frowned and looked down at Mo Nong, who was waiting to be fed, "Can you get up? Get up, let's go home, I'll take you to find you dad."

"Are you going home with me?" Mo Nong asked with big innocent eyes.

Shu Zhao's temples twitched, really drunk?

"Mo Nong, you don't have to play with your life like this, do you? Don't pretend to be drunk," he said, kicking him, and yelling, "Get up!"

Then he watched Mo Nong's neck straighten suddenly, and swallowed hard again.

Shu Zhao pulled the arms around his waist in panic like a frightened bird, "Don't vomit, don't vomit, don't vomit, don't vomit on me!"

Mo Nong let go of his hand automatically, and crawled under the low table to find the trash can, and vomited painfully.

Aunt Tai brought the young master in from last time and looked at the drunk with disgust. Aunt Tai poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Mo Nong who was kneeling in front of the trash can, and said to Shu Zhao:

"What should I do? I think Xiao Chen can't get him alone, why don't you send him back with him?"

Shu Zhao folded his arms and watched coldly, "Let him sleep here if he can't do it, who has time to serve him! How dare you drink me like this?"

Not to mention the aunt, even the young master Xiao Chen complained for Mo Nong,

"Minister, you can't use your drinking capacity to demand others! It's like your drinking capacity, our Xingang will go early!"

During the conversation, Mo Nong, the drunk, finally finished vomiting. He propped up on the table and stood up with the support of his aunt. He waved away the hand of his aunt and lowered his head. He felt his chest rising and falling, as if he was struggling.

The three people in the box watched him silently, wary of the drunkard acting like a monster again.

Mo Nong seemed to be sober. He stood alone in the morning and dusk like a tree weathered by wind and rain. Then he put his hand into his trouser pocket, lowered his head, took out his wallet and took out his card, and handed it to the aunt.

"Buy the order."

The auntie took the card and looked at Shu Zhao, Shu Zhao nodded, the auntie took the card and walked out of the box, and Mo Nong said to the young master beside him, "You also go out."

When there were only the two of them left in the box, Mo Nong slowly raised his head, staring at Shu Zhao with his bloodshot eyes,

"Are you coming with me?"

Shu Zhao noticed that he was pretending to be crazy just now with the help of alcohol, showing his unkind sneer,

"dream."

Mo Nong went to the coffee table again, picked up a bottle of wine, stood quietly for a while, then raised the wine, frowning and drank it down to the last drop.He put down the wine bottle, stood sideways with one hand in his pocket, looked at Shu Zhao quite deeply,

"I don't drink as well as you. It's hard to drink so much, but it's not as painful as your boredom of me. Shu Zhao, don't fall in love with me, I'll eat up your superior appearance sooner or later." Jing, for the pain you made me suffer today, I will pay for it with your heart in the future."

Shu Zhao narrowed his eyes, and who wouldn't say harsh words, "Then I guarantee you will be disappointed, I've lost my heart a long time ago."

"Oh," Monon said, "then I'll take out my heart and stuff it into your arms. When it grows solid in your body, I'll stab it in again and see who hurts more."