Seize My Boyfriend - B1 (46)

“No, I’m just a little tired. I want to take a rest. Don’t be nervous.” Mo Zhiyang stretched out his hand, caressed his cheek, and said with a smile on his face, “It’s normal to want to rest when you’re tired.” Such an attitude made Shen Changliu very nervous, but he didn’t know what to say, and he was afraid of making people unhappy if he asked again: “Then I’ll sleep with you for a while?” Mo Zhiyang didn’t say anything. He took off his coat and lay on the bed with his eyes

closed

.

I really didn’t hide it intentionally, I just wanted to tell him after everything was settled, and I didn’t want to make him unhappy.

When Shen Changliu woke up the next day, he had already left, and there was still hot millet porridge on the table, and a note: I packed up your things for filming for you, in the bag on the sofa, remember to eat breakfast.

He was obviously still so considerate, but why did Shen Changliu feel more and more uneasy, there would be nothing going on at the opening ceremony today, so he went to pick him up and asked by the way.

“What on earth do you mean?” The system couldn’t see through the host’s current thoughts, and it was abnormal that his attitude fluctuated so much.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t answer either, sitting in the back seat of the taxi, watching the scenery passing by outside the window, without saying a word.

Classes were full today, and it was almost seven o’clock after Mo Zhiyang got out of class. He took his bag and went downstairs, but saw Lu Lianglin, a little strange: “Senior Lu?!” I didn’t tell him the school address, so, is it the information support provided by

that person again?

“Student.” Lu Lianglin was dressed a little formally today, holding roses in his hands, looking like he was waiting for his lover, and passed the flowers in his hand: “Can I treat you to dinner?” “No.” Mo Zhiyang shook his head, took a small step back, and lowered his head to cover up his sadness: “Senior Lu, I can’t accept these flowers.” Shall I go to the airport?” “This?” Mo

Zhiyang

hesitated

.

Seeing his hesitation, Lu Lianglin continued to give reasons: “It’s just a meal, and it’s hard for me to come back when I go abroad the day after tomorrow.” Shen Changliu turned a

black Tesla around the corner, and Shen Changliu was about to brake, but he saw Yang Yang and Lu Lianglin leaving, and the conspicuous bouquet of roses.

For an instant, his heart felt like being clenched by a pair of invisible big hands, and he followed them quietly, enduring the pain in his heart, and watched the two of them walk into a barbecue restaurant.

The suffocation-like pain spread from the heart to the whole body, Shen Changliu couldn’t help lying on the steering wheel, panting to relieve the pain: My yangyang, why did you do this.

“You seem very unhappy today.” Lu Lianglin asked tentatively while holding a piece of barbecue for him. Mo Zhiyang was not in the mood to eat, so he put down his chopsticks, but asked him: “Actually, love from the wrong family can’t last long, can it?” It didn’t take long to see him go in and come out again. I wanted to go up but didn’t know what to do, so I could only stay in the car blankly, watching him get into the

taxi . My Yangyang, what happened?