Hate me, will it hurt you?
"..."
The speaker was unintentional, and the listener intentionally closed his eyes, but felt that the lungs were pierced by an invisible knife, and there was a blood-filled cavity. It's colorful.
Since returning to Chonghua, Gu Mang has seen nothing but hatred, scolding, and embarrassing faces. He has never seen expressions like Mo Xi, and said, "I don't want you to be me Lord, do n't be unhappy. "
"..."
"Don't hate me. If you don't hate me, will it not hurt?"
The lake's water blows away the thin creases, and those broken lights and shadows flash like stars.
"...Too late."
After a long time, Mo Xicai answered him hoarsely: "Gu Mang, one day, you will die in my hands .... You and I are destined not to be all the way, I swear."
He turned his head, and the handsome face was so blurred in the red light of the swaying lantern.
"And I'm not a good person at all. It was my brother who saw me wrong from the beginning."
Gu Mang listened to his words, and the couple chopped off the last bun, then reached out and touched him.
Mo Xi looked at him inexplicably and asked, "What?"
Gu Mang touched his placket again, and then looked up and said, "Dry." He pulled Mo Xi's hand again, and tried to let Mo Xi touch it too. Mo Qi naturally did not follow, and he let go of his hand , Frowning, "What are you making?"
"Strange. I'm obviously dry. Why do you call me a wet chest?"
Mo Ju: "..."
In fact, Mo Xi is right. He is not a perfect person. His wolf ambition, his impetuous impulse, his hesitation and loss of control, Gu Mang have all seen it with his own eyes. Not only have I seen it, but I have also tolerated it.
But now Gu Mang has buried the past of the two of them, only he is standing alone in this siege, resentful because he cannot help himself.
"Then why do you hate me?"
"... Because I used to make a lot of mistakes with you." On the way back that day, Mo Xi said to Gu Mang, "It's outrageous."
But when Gu Mang asked him what was wrong, he was silent again.
In fact, he didn't do "a lot" of wrong things as he said. It's a matter of concern. He really feels that there is only one thing he did wrong.
That is in love with Gu Mang.
It was a crime that could not be tolerated, but he repeated it many times, like an incurable fool, while angrily reminding himself that he must not repeat it, while hanging himself numerous times in a tree.
That night, Mo Xi was lying on the bed staring at the dark veiled curtain, thinking, why not just kill Gu Mang with one stroke? Why don't you cut it out quickly? Now that I am like this, what exactly is the picture?
Later, he wanted to understand. He hoped that Gu Mang could recall the past, maybe not only to allow Gu Mang to give an answer to the rebellion of that year, but also to listen to Gu Mang and regret to see Gu Mang in tears.
He probably wanted Gu Mang to question himself and ask himself some secrets that only the two of them knew. Furious at him, yelling at him, even if they meet in blood and flesh and fight for you.
Better than today, he has only one shoulder, but has to carry two people's memories.
"Gu Mang." In this silent curtain, a sigh was unheard of, "After all, you are worse than me."
After a period of time like this, Mo Xi paid attention everywhere, but never saw any trace of camouflage in Gu Mang, the hope became even more dim. Gradually a little discouraged, he became increasingly bored with Gu Mang.
"In the past, when Gu Man appeared, the Lord stared. Now when Gu Man appears, the Lord turns his face away." Li Weiru, a dog leg, concluded, "The Lord is very anxious."
Needless to say, the entire Xihe House felt Mo Xi's anxiety.
It is said that depression makes people perverted, Mo Xi's resentment has been suppressed for a long time, and Gu Mang's blame has gradually changed.
"Why do you have to grab your hands for dinner?"
"You can't do laundry, how can you do that?"
"Li Wei taught you three times how to cook lotus root porridge. The salt jar and sugar jar are still unclear. Are you blind or have your tongue broken?"
There are more and more chores for Gu Mang, but the requirements are getting higher and higher.
The more Mo Xi felt that Gu Mang had no hope of restoring his sense of consciousness, the more intense his manic mood became. In the end, even the servants who had served Mo Xi personally in the past felt incredible.
"Although the Lord always has a face, he never angers us for no reason, and he doesn't deliberately make things difficult for us ... but he treats Gu Mang ..."
"Well, it seems that he really hates Gu Mang."
After a while, these little servants of Mo Xi have all been idle and idle, not because of anything else, but because of their distorted personality He Jun, who has piled up all personal matters to Gu Mang to do.
I have to say that Gu Mang is actually very smart.
Although his consciousness was damaged once, his ability was not compromised. After one month, he was able to take care of everything that Li Wei taught him, and he had good physical strength and fast speed. Don't complain at work, never even say a tired word.
"Look at what ghost life he's had."
The little sisters murmured together.
"San Gengtian got up and chopped firewood. Fourth Gengtian burned fire to cook. After the Lord woke up, he went to clean up the room. No matter how well he cleaned up, he would be scolded. After scolding, he would have breakfast. After breakfast, he would still be beaten Scolded, and then the Lord went to Chaotang, he had to wash clothes, hang clothes, and then polished the floor tiles of the hall in the flower hall of the hall, and then went to the backyard to feed the fish and weed, and then prepared the evening food ... "
"My God, how should he feel."
What is it like?
It is estimated that no one would believe it, but Gu Mang didn't feel anything at all.
The words he understood were too poor. Mo scolded him. At most he understood simple sentences like "Are you a pig?" And because he didn't understand politeness and shame, he didn't feel angry.
The animal nature of his body made him used to see things like animals. Although Mo Xi always didn't have a good face for him, he was anxious and talked a lot, but Gu Mang didn't hate him.
Because Mo Xi gave him delicious food every day.
In Gu Mang's eyes, Hehe House is like a wolf's territory. Mo is very powerful. It is a wolf. He goes outside once a day, and then there is "Lu Lu". Lu Lu can wear it for food. So Gu Mang thinks that Mo Xi is a good wolf who hunts in particular.
But for his ability, Gu Mang decided not to dislike him.
The division of wolves is clear. Since Mo Xi is going to hunt outside and let himself inspect, clean, and clean in the territory, there is nothing wrong with it. There is also cooking. Although cooking is a bit complicated, it took him more than ten days to remember the words affixed to those bottles and jars, but he is very proud because now he not only knows "sugar", and "Salt" even writes "rice", "noodles", and "oil". He felt that he was very remarkable, and this was also at the expense of the ink.
As for "vinegar" and "sauce", it's too difficult. He won't, and doesn't plan to learn it anyway. Anyway, the smell of vinegar is so heavy, he wrinkles his nose when he smells it, and he won't make a mistake in this life.
He shared the prey with Mo Xi every day, and gradually he took Mo Mo as a partner in his heart.
When Mo Xi yelled at him, although he didn't say anything in his mouth, he felt anxious in his heart. He felt that the grumpy wolf was always easy to fall into the trap, and even if it was n't in the trap, he would easily lose a lot of hair and lose hair If you get sick, you will get sick easily.
He didn't want Mo Xi to die, because Mo Xi was the only person willing to share his prey with him after he came to Chonghua.
He tried to comfort Mo Su several times to make him not so angry, but after walking around Mo Su two times, he really did not know how to calm him down, so in the end he could only stand by while listening to Mo Su Scolding, while silently wishing Mo to die for a hundred years.
Then he will have food.
The above is what Gu Mang thought.
Fortunately, Mo Xi didn't know about it, otherwise he could really be killed.
It was closed during the new year, and the military and administrative department was busy. It was too late for Mo to go back to the house for several days. It was already late at night, and even Li Wei had rested.
Mo Xi raised her slender cold white hand, loosened the tight neckline, and entered the gate with her long legs.
He had just drank some wine at the banquet, his expression was a little shaky, and his deep facial features looked more impatient than usual. However, he has always been self-disciplined, dipping wine for politeness, not for pleasure, not to indulge himself drunk, but his chest is a little warm and not so comfortable.
He had planned to wash and sleep like this, but when passing by Guihua Mingtang, he saw Gu Man squatting by the well, bathing the **** dog with his robe sleeve.
"Guy, you look good after you wash it."
But when the black dog saw Mo extinguished, he was not good enough. He broke away from Gu Mang's hand and ran away for a moment. Gu Man stood up, dripping water wetly on his arm.
Gu Mang raised his arm and wiped his face, but he didn't clean it, there was still a pinch of foam on his nose. He grinned, "You are back."
Mo closed her eyes and closed her eyes for a while, but still couldn't help yelling: "Are you a pig?"
He looked at his reddened hands, thinking of Gu Mang, who had previously hidden everyone from going to the kitchen to make money to open a small stove for himself, and was even more irritable in his chest.
"You won't go to the chaifang and burn the hot water before washing it?"
"I don't like hot food."
"Who?"
Gu Mang took the robe sleeve and wiped the dripping water drops: "Rice pocket."
Mo Xi came to understand that he was talking about the black dog that had been attached to him since Luomeibieyuan. Mo Mo was a little speechless. Gu Man always took care of what others like first, and he was always used to accommodating others. To endure all the inconveniences caused by this.
Now that he only has this dog brother, he is as tolerant as he is tolerant of the dog's emotions.
In the dark night, Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang's face, and watched the bright moon as frost reflected on his clean face, his pure expression, and peaceful blue eyes.
Mo Xi wanted to say, why are you doing this?
But moved his lips, but spit out only one sentence: "You are really a saint."
Bathing and washing, lying on the bed together, but tossing and falling asleep.
Mo Xi feels that he has become more and more enchanted recently. He can't get the answer, just like a fierce ghost who can't get the excess, and he is becoming more and more enthusiastic.
Sometimes he even thought that it would be better for Gu Mang to die than to die himself.
In the middle of the night, snow began to fall. Mo Xiku opened his eyes, stared at Wudi for a long night, and unconsciously pulled his finger on the blanket.
Suddenly, he couldn't hold back any more, and flew out of the curtain with a "wow", even too lazy to wear shoes, and stepped on the white soft snow.
"Gu Mang!"
When standing at the "holes" piled up by the Taihu stones and shouting inwardly, Mo Xi felt that he probably had to find a medical officer to see it.
"Gu Mang, come out for me!"
The warm curtain swelled, Gu Mang came out, rubbing his eyes with drowsiness and bewilderment on his face.
"what happened?"
Mo blew his teeth for a long time, and Ran Bangbang said, "It's all right."
Gu Mang yawned, "I'll go back then."
Mo Xi said: "Stop!"
"...what happened again?"
"Something."
Gu Man blinked: "What's the matter?"
Mo blackened his face and said, "I can't sleep."
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't sleep, you don't even want to rest."
This must be replaced by any normal person who will be frightened and show a ghost expression and roar "You are sick!"
But Gu Mang was obviously not a normal person, so he just paused for a while, his eyes still a little unconscious, and then calmly said, "... oh."
His cry, like the water in the ancient well, but the water fell into the oil, and the spark burst into boiling sky.
Mo Xi suddenly ignited a fire of ignorance. In a snowy world, he didn't feel a bit cold with a single shirt and bare feet, but was very hot. He stared at Gu Mang, all eyes quenched with fire.
Suddenly he grabbed Gu Mang's arm, and when he was very strong, he made a red mark on Gu Mang's hand. He dragged Gu Mang over and stared at Gu Mang's face.
"Look, I'm in a bad mood tonight."
"What do you do?" Gu Mang said indifferently. "Will you feel better after rubbing twice?"
"You-!" Mo stopped speaking for a moment, then gritted his teeth and slowly spit out the words, "Okay. You're fine .... Aren't you stupid? Aren't there no dignity, no shame, nothing Remember? Aren't you submissive? "
He looked at those confused and loose eyes in the snowy night, and in his blue pupils, he saw that he had been suppressed to almost some crazy face for days.
He thought it was ridiculous. He had a throbbing throat, trying to restrain his anger against the current.
The exhalable breath was hot and hot.
"That's OK." He squeezed his arms tightly and stared down at him. "Tonight, come with me."
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