Chapter 103: Share a room

But before he finished speaking, Mo Zhiquan "snapped" his hand and opened it severely.

"..."

The smile on Gu Mang's face was condensed, and the blue eyes seemed to flash some delicate luster, but the flicker was not instantaneous, and he regained the cool smile.

"Angry?"

Mo couldn't stop talking, but just held back some emotion that was about to overflow and stared at Gu Mang.

At this moment, the look on his face was like the kind of dog that was hurt by the owner, and the cat that was trampled on his tail. Sadness and self-esteem gathered on the pale face at the same time, and water was in his eyes It was still holding on proudly, biting the white teeth, staring at Gu Mang fiercely and arrogantly.

For a long while, holding back the trembling in the voice, whispered softly: "I will believe it. I'm not like you, you can take whatever you want."

"..." Gu Mang was silent for a moment, chuckling, "Look, you are still smiling at Wu Yan. Isn't this the same for you? She wants to be reluctant, but you must believe."

The blue veins on the back of Mo Xi's white hands were slightly violent.

Gu Mang didn't seem to see it, only said: "So you and her are actually not much worse, because you feel that you have not paid in return, and have been resentful for so many years."

"Do you think I hate you for all these years, just because you feel that you have not paid back?"

Gu Mang looked at the light and shadow of Mo Xi's eyes, and he was almost faint.

But he remained silent for a while and said, "Otherwise."

Mo closed his eyes quiveringly, his eyelashes fluttered, his repressed emotion ripped open his mouth, and he broke out: "If I really just don't want to do this, you can still stand in front of me like this If I am just not willing to do this, how many ways can I have to repay my unwillingness, to occupy you, to humiliate you, to poison you, I will not do these means but you think I really do not know? Gu Mang! I treat you as my companion, my best friend, and my ... "

my lover. My deity.

What I hate is your betrayal and change. You have abandoned not only me, but also your brothers, your dreams, and the glory of your past.

And your former self.

"Changing the other way, even if you have no trouble with me in my life, I won't blame you."

"..."

"Gu Mang. You almost dug out my heart then."

Gu Mang's fingertips trembled slightly.

Mo Xi's voice was hoarse, and he looked up at him. The black eyes were dark and dim like stars: "Did you understand it yet?"

"..."

Gu Mang was speechless for a moment. These dark eyes are so uncomfortable.

Gu Mang remembers that when they first saw them, they were not like this. When he saw Mo Xi for the first time, Mo Xi stood under the osmanthus tree in the academy, wearing a black snake-like robe embroidered with gold rims, blond hair with a high ponytail, and a jade waist around his arm. Bow, looking at bullseye in the distance.

The wind was blowing, and his wide sleeves were blown away. He noticed the glance behind him, Mo extinguished the broken hair on the side of his face, and looked back at Gu Mang inadvertently.

The still waters of those eyes were deep, clear and translucent, like an unsoaked lake, without any emotion, and moved away from Gu Mang lightly.

Later, Gu Mang met him several times in Xuegong, once he saw him sitting on the stone steps reading a book by himself, once he saw him alone eating under a tree, and once he saw that he had just attended school The palace's practice stump came out, biting the head rope, binding the horse's tail while walking, and a large white robe edge protruded into a white and long neck, walking with sweat.

He was always alone.

"The young master of the Mo family is really arrogant."

"Spiritual power is a good thing. If you are too strong, you don't need it. Who knows if he is practicing any unknown evil method."

"Do n't talk nonsense, everyone is working hard. You have n't heard the master praise him every day. I heard that he has been practicing at the shooting range every day since he started school. . "

Gu Mang actually heard a lot of such conversations. Before Mo Xi didn't know who "Gu Mang" was, Gu Mang already knew the name of Mo Xi like Lei Guaner. From the discussion of Xue Gongyu, and from the ridicule and sarcasm of the Lord's admiration for mercy. Learned about many fragments related to this person.

Among these kings and grandsons, there are too many disobedient people, unworthy names, and wolf ambitions ... Gu Mang also thought that Mo Xi was probably the real blame, and he didn't like this person.

Until that day.

That day, he inadvertently passed by the school grounds, and saw two Xuegong servants kneeling in front of Mo Xi, and the arrogant light of Mo Xi's hands was crackling. He thought that his brother was oppressing Xue Gong's slaves under the might, and was thinking When he went out to speak for others, he heard one of the slaves scratching his head again and again.

"Mr. Mo, we are really wrong! Me, we are not intentionally trying to steal your money, just ... just ..."

The next girl with a yellow face and thin skin trembled and said, "It's just really hungry. I offended Murong a few days ago, and the supervisors were punished and punished for not eating enough ... We were hungry and saw you always It's one, one person ... just brave, want to come ... steal ... steal your money bag. "

"Woo, sorry ... my son Kai En, forgive us, my sister hasn't had a dry meal for three days ... she is still so small ... I really fear she won't survive, and you will be punished if you are punished Let me, please forgive my sister ... "

"Brother, ohh ..."

"..." Mo Xi stared at the brothers and sisters for a few moments of silence, and the whispering red light in his palm gradually went out.

He didn't say anything. He lowered his head and picked out his wallet from Qiankun's pocket. He untied it, rested silently on the stone stairs, and turned away.

His actions really stopped Gu Mang, who was standing in the distance. You must know that because of the shabby old history of the flowers, apart from the servants of the family, the disciples of Xuegong are not allowed to have any dealings with ordinary servants, let alone help-that is the taboo of Xuegong.

But Mo did not think about it, did not say a word, and did not ask for anything in return, as if it was a natural thing.

Gu Mang looked at the silhouette of this little young man's robe sleeves, and suddenly he felt some subtle feelings unknown.

But if this is the case, Gu Mang's concern about Mo Xi may not be as deep as later. What really surprised him was a few days later, a sudden news broke out in Xuegong:

Mo Ling's widow, Mo Xi, was punished with a whip criminal law for violating the rules.

"Oh, Mo Mei also capsizes in a ditch?"

"Looking at him staying so high for so long, this whip has finally taken his power!"

"I heard that he gave his money bag to a pair of slave siblings and violated the rules. He is a man who pretends to work hard today, and now pretends to be innocent. I want to say that it is a fake.

At this moment, Gu Mang had a completely different taste in the audience. After returning to his residence, he suddenly heard the arrogant laughter of Murong Mercy in the Beyuan:

"That surnamed Mo is really a fool, but it's just a bit of a gimmick and it's so easy to hook it up. It's really surprising, hahahaha!"

"The Lord is so clever. Where is Mo Xi your opponent?"

"Hmm! It violates the taboo of Xue Gong. No matter how strong his skill is, he cannot be promoted to be a scholar of Xue Gong. Fight with me?" Murong sneered, "He's too tender."

Only then did Gu Mang understand that the original so-called "sister-and-sister case" was specially designed by Mu Rongci to harm his opponents. The pair of brothers and sisters received Mo Xi's purse and shell coins, and then they handed it over to Murong Qing honestly. Mu Rong Qing sued in a paper and went directly to the elders of the school's discipline, saying that Mo Xi Blatantly violates the rules of the academy, giving and receiving privately with slaves.

As the only son of the Mo family, although Mo Xi will not be severely punished, this is a taboo in the palace. In addition, the elders were ordered to be friends with Wang Shujun's family and naturally favored Murong, so Mo Xi was still exhorted. .

Gu Mang was a man of pity at the time, and he had no contact with Mo Xi. Even if he was still upset, he could not say anything to Mo Xi, let alone visit Mo Xi or make it public.

Only from then on, Mo Xi has planted a seed in Gu Mang's heart. Wan He Song Tao Ying's flying grass grows in the future, and everything is here.

All the so-called hits are fixed, the fate is written, and it is doomed to escape.

A few days later, Gu Mang walked through the shaded road of the Xuegong Palace. There was no one else on the jasper-washed lawn. Only a teenager sat alone against a birch tree.

Mo Xi sat quietly in the shade of the tree, biting the white glutinous rice dumplings with a small mouth, while looking down at the bamboo slip on his knees. There was still a whip mark left on the cheeks of that fresh snow-clear, white cheeks, but this did not affect anything. The dangling eyelashes were still so deep, and the eyes were still so clean, without any complaints.

Gu Man stood behind the tree and looked at the lonely and beautiful silhouette for a while, until Mo Xi finally realized this over-focused look, looked up from the book, his side eyes met his sight.

Gu Mang: "..."

Ink off: "?"

This is Gu Mang's first time looking directly into the dark eyes, he actually sweats a bit in his palm, and the person who has always been bright and cheerful has actually become clumsy.

He licked his lips nervously, trying to stop smiling at Mo, but was a little overwhelmed. At this time, Lu Zhanxing came far from the road and saw him, so he waved at him and called him: "Man! What are you doing there? "

Gu Mang hesitated in a hurry, turning his eyes hurriedly, red ears, and rushing to the distance.

The noble Mo Gong did not know his nameless **** at that time, and he never remembered their first encounter on the tree-lined road.

But Gu Mang remembered it.

Those black jade eyes ...

In his memory, the earth was untouched, and he wanted to protect the pure land.

Gu Mang sighed and looked at the present—the eyes in the cottage. There was hate, resentment, pain, unwillingness, and even a paranoid and violent luster flashed in the depths. But Gu Mang-ming remembered that when he first saw Mo went out, those eyes were filled with Shen He and Qingzheng.

After all, they did.

Gu Mong looked away.

He was afraid that if he looked down, some words would no longer be hidden. His broken heart had begun to sour.

The cottage was quiet and silent. Gu Mang didn't speak again. He sat down on the haystack, the haystack fell softly, and his head was lying in the middle of the soft rice stalk, staring at the zenith.

He knew that he should draw a clear line with Moxi, which was his poison, a fatal blow and no cure. He tried to build a wall between himself and Mo Xi, but when he saw the manic, sad eyes with too many thoughts on the other side of the wall, his bricked hands shook a bit.

In fact, he really wanted to leave this small grass room. In addition to the straw smell in this room, only the faint fragrance of Mo Xi's body could be smelled.

He had a hard cold mask, but he didn't know how long this mask could last for Mo Xi.

"..." Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere froze to the extreme for a moment. Gu Mang finally couldn't help but got up, patted the swarf on the body, came to the door of the house, and glanced out from the gap.

Those bat spirits are still looking for a match, like a mess, not a good time to go out.

Gu Mang had to go back to Mo Xi and sit down, holding his cheeks blankly. He didn't plan to provoke Mo Xi's sadness any more, and the result of finding Mo Mo's sadness was that he himself was not so comfortable.

The two sat for a while, and Gu Man glanced at Mo and glanced out.

Ink turned his head down, his eyes lashed down.

After a while, he sneaked a glance at Mo.

Mo Xi still silent, ignored him, and did not know if he noticed Gu Mang's eyes moving left and right. In fact, he had fallen into this kind of reluctance to speak silently just after his emotions erupted once.

Gu Mang knew that he really hurt him.

In fact, Gu Mang is all clear, how can Mo Xi be the same as Wu Yan?

After all, they used to endure the fiery enthusiasm. He was willing to go to bed with Mo, but now he accused Mo of the unreasonable behavior. Obviously he all saw Mo Xi's back protection, Mo Xi's despair, Mo Xi gambled on his life and wanted to change his mind ...

But in their current situation, besides letting Mo stop hating him and stay away from him, what better way can he go?

Mo Xi's heart is soft, and a person is upright. He seems to be ruthless. In fact, Gu Mang knows that he is kinder than anyone. And this kindness is like the helping hand he gave to the slaves of Xuegong then, and it is often easy to become a knife and gun used by others to calculate him.

Therefore, since Gu Mang has chosen this path, then he only needs Mo to have a pure hatred of him. There is no need for "pity", "unfairness", "unwillingness", or even a little love.

It 's just that he was next to him, and when he smelled the familiar atmosphere on him, Gu Man's heart was still not as calm as yesterday. Even if he understood what he was supposed to do, he still could n't help but have a little bit Xiao thought.

Xiao thought that if everything could change, he would still be close to him like a moth, and he would hug him and linger with him ... if he could still use affection again, he would say without hesitation "I love you" once.

How good it should be.

After being silent for a while, Gu Mang finally spoke to break the suffocating silence, although with a deliberate stray topic: "Cough ... Suddenly remembered, what about Yue Chenqing's life spar?"

Mo Xi still didn't look at him: "In my pocket."

"Take it out."

The stones with agate beads were taken out, and the stones were full of luster and moisturizing. Gu Mang held it in his hands for a while and returned it to Mo Xi.

"It seems that everything is going well on Brother Jiang. We don't have to go out in a hurry for a while and a half. Let's talk when those bat spirits are almost in the hut."

"...Ok."

The two of them were thinking about each other, sitting in a straw pile and dreaming, waiting for the bats outside to find the partner to disperse.

Silent for a while.

Suddenly, a pair of bat spirits entangled and passed by their door, breaking the silence. Through the hanging bamboo curtains, they could see the rubber-like silhouettes they kissed. ** laughter.

"Don't worry."

"Let's accumulate the primordial **** for the king, what can we do in a hurry?"

The female bat giggled, from time to time accompanied by vague kisses: "Well ... you will take the king to talk about things, and you will speak grandly, don't you want to ..."

The next voice was drowned again in their kissing kisses.

"..." Gu Mang couldn't help but take a look at Mo Xi, Mo Xi noticed his gaze and turned his face to the side. When Gu Mang thought Mo Xi was going to pretend to be deaf, he suddenly heard him ask--

"What accumulates for the king."

"Oh." Gu Mang said, "Mist Yan seems to be able to absorb the spiritual flow generated by the bat monsters below. This is a characteristic of the Firebat clan."

Mo didn't snor, but looking at his small half face, he could also see that he was saying "it's ridiculous".

"It's no surprise that firebats are sexually prostitutes," said Gu Mang, "when they all enter the nest, we will leave."

The pair of bat demon crooked in front of their door was so hungry and thirsty that they could feel the warm atmosphere before them just by looking at the shadows. Seeing that they were about to push in the door, the male bat suddenly stopped, "Oh, this one is already occupied."

The female Batgirl's voice was soft as if she could scoop out water.

"The next door is still empty. Go next door."

The two men and women went next door. Mo Xi sighed in relief, but suddenly heard the wall surface far away from him suddenly made a muffled sound, and then the voice of the pair of birds and men was more clearly transmitted to their walls. Thatched cottage.

"Baby, let me kiss again ..."

"Don't be so anxious ..."

"..."

At this time Gu Mang glanced at Mo Xi secretly-and found that Mo Xi's face was dark.

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