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    43 Crazy

    Liang Jingren’s absence was truly lonely. Although things weren’t bad when Liang Jingren wasn’t around often before, Chen Mo’s mindset changed after moving back to the Villa.

    He felt like he was a little housewife keeping the home for Liang Jingren, while Liang Jingren was like an unfaithful man, not even calling home for two or three days. Chen Mo had no idea where he was, what he was doing, or who he was with. After just one beer, he would start to wildly overthink, and couldn’t help but call Liang Jingren late at night, only to be scolded.

    One day, Chen Mo called Liang Jingren during the day, but Liang Jingren didn’t answer. Later, he sent him a message saying he was in a meeting. Chen Mo understood, but he was still in a bad mood, because Liang Jingren’s reply was just two words, without any extra small talk. Liang Jingren didn’t even call him back during a break after the meeting, even though he had called him so many times.

    He thought there had been a breakthrough in their relationship, but was it still the same old story…

    Chen Mo felt uncomfortable and had no way to vent.

    After getting off work on Friday, Chen Mo drove while searching the navigation for bars other than Night Shade.

    He wanted to let loose and have a good drink at a bar. If there were any beautiful women or handsome men flirting with him, he wouldn’t mind spending some time with them to dispel the loneliness.

    Of course, it would only be limited to drinking and chatting. He would pass on going back to a room with them, he had trauma around that.

    As for his solemn vow to Liang Jingren that he would never go to bars or nightclubs again? Chen Mo thought: Anyway, he doesn’t know… Besides… He doesn’t care.

    Chen Mo felt that Liang Jingren didn’t care. If he cared, how could he go so far as to tell him to pursue Xu Yilin?

    Although Xu Yilin was indeed an interesting guy, and it would be fun to treat the pursuit as a game, if Xu Yilin really agreed, then…

    Well…

    It would be a bit villainous of him.

    Chen Mo tapped the steering wheel with his right index finger, watching the alternating red and yellow lights flashing in front of the car window, thinking about random things, and suddenly smiled.

    Go find Xu Yilin to play.

    The sudden whim overwhelmed the idea of going to a bar, and Chen Mo deviated from the navigation instructions, turning around and heading down another road.

    Chen Mo walked into the flower shop carrying two cups of caramel hazelnut flavored coffee, opening with “Long time no see.”

    Xu Yilin was sitting on a stool in the middle of the flower shop, wearing gloves and sorting out the flowers. He looked up and saw that wasn’t this the old acquaintance who hadn’t shown up for ten days? “Yo, idiot Chen is here, is there anything I can help you with? If not, get lost.”

    Xu Yilin didn’t seem to miss him at all. Chen Mo didn’t mind his rude words that lacked hospitality, and walked into the flower shop with a smile, freely turning away from Xu Yilin, passing through the narrow aisle and sitting down at the familiar work table.

    “Didn’t you move out? What are you doing here again?” Seeing that he had already walked in and sat down, Xu Yilin turned his head to look over, no longer as mean as he had been when he first spoke.

    Chen Mo took a sip of his coffee, then slowly crossed his legs and leisurely replied, “I missed you and came to see you~”

    Xu Yilin turned his head back with a disgusted expression, and continued to face his precious flowers.

    Since Xu Yilin ignored him, Chen Mo continued to harass him verbally:

    “Hey~ Why aren’t the roses in this flower bucket de-thorned~”

    “Speaking of which, how many potted plants do you sell in a day? I see there are a lot less outside.”

    “It rained heavily a few days ago. I heard that some streets were flooded. You should be okay here, right?”

    “Wow, I just discovered the sunflowers in this corner. They’re not fake flowers, how exaggerated! Why are they here when they’re blooming so well?” Chen Mo not only talked, but also started moving his hands.

    Xu Yilin couldn’t stand it anymore, stood up and rushed over, slapping his hand away, glaring at him fiercely, and said, “I! Am! Working!”

    Chen Mo blinked at him, then handed over a cup of unopened coffee, and said in a very gentle and considerate tone: “Then take a break~”

    Xu Yilin was stunned for a moment, when he looked down, he had already taken the cup of coffee in his hand.

    Looking at the coffee in his hand, he was surprised again. He was actually swayed by Chen Mo’s words.

    After a while, Chen Mo, dragging out his voice, returned to the chair he had been sitting on and sat down, picking up his own half-finished coffee. “I’m so bored~”

    “Why do you have to bother me when you’re bored…” Xu Yilin was unwilling to work anymore, he walked to the work table with a tearful face and put down the coffee, wholeheartedly dealing with the hopeless guy in front of him.

    “Why don’t you bother your sweetheart? Hasn’t he accepted your pursuit yet? Do you still want roses? I’ll give you two, can you go chase him now, I beg you, I really wish you two a happy marriage!” Xu Yilin became more and more excited as he spoke, wishing he could transform into a marriage registrar from the Civil Affairs Bureau on the spot.

    Chen Mo laughed loudly when he heard his words, then looked at him with an interesting look, and said: “Have you forgotten? It was because of his order that I came to pursue you, and he hasn’t withdrawn this order yet!”

    Xu Yilin heard this and clutched his head in horror, shaking it crazily from left to right, with his mouth wide open – seemingly imitating a prairie dog screaming, but the kind-hearted him couldn’t bear the noise harming the flowers and plants in the shop, so he didn’t really shout out.

    “Speaking of which, you know this person too!”

    “Who?”

    “My sweetheart.” Chen Mo said vaguely with a smile.

    “No -! Impossible! There is absolutely no perverted guy like that among the people I know!” Xu Yilin struggled to the death, “Except you!”

    “Hahaha, as the saying goes, you can know a person’s face but not their heart, how can Boss Xu be so sure?” Chen Mo vowed to drag him into the mud.

    Xu Yilin didn’t just meet Chen Mo today. He had entertained this annoying guy countless times, and had already developed a strong ability.

    He knew that he couldn’t follow Chen Mo’s words. Before thinking of a sarcastic reply, he simply closed his mouth temporarily.

    Chen Mo said again: “What’s wrong? Are you thinking about who it is? Do you want me to reveal the answer?”

    “Get lost.” Xu Yilin was too lazy to grind with him and simply and rudely threw out a word.

    Chen Mo “hmph”ed, then slightly raised his lips, and said: “It’s Liang Jingren.”

    Anyway, Xu Yilin didn’t know about his past relationship with Liang Jingren, and now he and Liang Jingren had progressed to living together, so it didn’t matter if he told Xu Yilin. Chen Mo thought.

    Who knew that Xu Yilin just narrowed his eyes, examined him for a few seconds, and then resolutely said: “Impossible.”

    Chen Mo said in surprise: “Why is it impossible?”

    “He is a good person, and you are a bad thing, what do you think?” Xu Yilin crossed his arms and said.

    Chen Mo suddenly became quiet. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, and just when Xu Yilin felt strange, he raised his eyes and said “That’s right,” then suddenly asked a question that seemed completely unrelated to the previous banter: “Has the pot of yours with the beauty pageant champion been sent out yet?”

    Xu Yilin’s mind didn’t turn around for a while, and he blurted out: “It’s been sent.”

    Chen Mo said “Oh,” and silently picked up the almost empty coffee cup and continued drinking.

    After that, the topic quickly jumped again, and the two of them talked about random things, filling the gaps between the flowers with boring chats.

    On Sunday afternoon, Liang Jingren dragged a huge suitcase back to the Villa.

    He had sent Chen Mo a message the day before, so Chen Mo didn’t go out all day.

    Of course, even if Liang Jingren wasn’t coming back today, Chen Mo didn’t plan to go out.

    Liang Jingren seemed to have rushed back, looking travel-worn. Seeing him dragging his suitcase and looking very tired, Chen Mo, who was originally standing on the stairs waving, quickly ran down to help him with the suitcase.

    Chen Mo looked closely at Liang Jingren’s face, and noticed that his dark circles seemed a bit heavy, and asked: “Didn’t you rest well?”

    Liang Jingren handed him the suitcase and casually took off the jacket that he was feeling was increasingly pressing on his shoulders, “Wasn’t there a section of the road being repaired before? I don’t know what they repaired, it was so bumpy, I originally wanted to catch up on some sleep in the taxi, but it woke me up…”

    “You didn’t have to rush so much… Sleep well in the hotel before leaving. Could it be that the Monday morning meeting is that important? Can’t you be missed?” Chen Mo looked at him with some incomprehension.

    Liang Jingren smiled with a sigh, and said: “It’s not you.”

    Chen Mo didn’t understand, and asked in confusion: “What?”

    “Didn’t I ask you yesterday what souvenir you wanted? You said you wanted me to come back early to have dinner with you.” Liang Jingren said.

    “…”

    The hand that had been hurt because of the person in front of him left the suitcase handle, and in the next second, it firmly hooked onto the clothes on the other’s back.

    Chen Mo hugged Liang Jingren tightly, burying the lower half of his face on his shoulder, and remained silent.

    This day was the first time Chen Mo personally cooked a meal after returning to the Villa. He didn’t expect Liang Jingren to rush back for a casual coquettish sentence he said when he sent the message. He wasn’t fully prepared, so he couldn’t buy many dishes from the temporary errand runner, and in the end, only two dishes, one soup, and white rice were placed on the dining table.

    At the dining table, Liang Jingren took the initiative to care about him and asked: “How have you been these past few days?”

    Chen Mo looked blankly at the person opposite him while holding his chopsticks, blinked his eyes, and said: “Pretty good.”

    “Did you go out anywhere to play?”

    “No… I don’t really like going out, you know.”

    Liang Jingren ate a piece of mutton stir-fry that he had made, nodded in praise, swallowed it, and laughed: “Jiang Jinhao told me that you went to his store to play, how did it feel? Did you have the urge to buy a motorcycle? Maybe if you buy one, you’ll have the desire to go out.”

    Watching Liang Jingren pick up the dishes with one chopstick after another, Chen Mo felt for the first time that it was a happy thing to cook for someone. He smiled and said: “I’m not you, and I haven’t even gotten my motorcycle license yet.”

    “Ah…” Liang Jingren suddenly stopped his chopsticks, sighed with great emotion, and said, “Speaking of which, I haven’t driven for a long time either.”

    Chen Mo knew that the “driving” he was talking about meant riding a motorcycle, “Why?”

    “Maybe I’m getting old.” Liang Jingren said, and began to eat his rice in big mouthfuls.

    “How is that possible!” Chen Mo widened his eyes and said, “You’re only thirty-three! You don’t look old at all, you’re very handsome! When you put on your riding suit and straddle the motorcycle, anyone who sees you will have to call you ‘brother’!”

    “Hahaha!”

    Chen Mo leaned forward with some excitement. Just right, Liang Jingren, who was laughing, stretched out his left hand and touched his head. Then, as before, Liang Jingren used his hand to “wipe” his head as if he were using it as a hand towel.

    Chen Mo was stunned for a moment. After reacting, he shyly shrank his neck back.

    In the past, Chen Mo wouldn’t be like this when Liang Jingren touched his head. Sometimes he would even dislike Liang Jingren for not washing his hands and order him to stop touching his head, but now… He missed it a little.

    Not only missed it, but also couldn’t help but be moved by it.

    After Chen Mo finished washing the dishes, he came out of the kitchen. There was no one around and no sound. He thought for a while, wiped his hands clean, and went up to the second floor.

    Standing in front of Liang Jingren’s door, he hesitated for a while, didn’t knock, and quietly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

    He made the right decision – the lights in the room were already off at this time, and Liang Jingren was lying on the bed.

    Seemingly too tired from rushing back, Liang Jingren didn’t even take a bath before going to bed… and he was completely unprepared for him…

    Chen Mo pursed his lips and swallowed his saliva, tiptoeing in.

    Unexpectedly, Liang Jingren suddenly tilted his head back, squinting his eyes and looking towards the doorway where the light was glaring. This movement of his directly scared Chen Mo so much that his legs went weak. Before Liang Jingren’s line of sight could sweep over him, he opened his mouth to confess: “I’m sorry Brother Ren! I didn’t want to do anything bad, I just wanted to come in and help you cover the quilt!”

    This was a lie.

    Hearing the familiar voice, Liang Jingren squinted his eyes again and looked towards the shadow where the sound came from, and said lazily: “Chen Mo… stop messing around… go to bed early, you have to go to school tomorrow…”

    After speaking, Liang Jingren fell back on the pillow, immediately closing his eyes.

    This time, Liang Jingren seemed to be really asleep. Chen Mo covered his heart that almost jumped out of his throat, and observed motionlessly in the shadows for five minutes before making a judgment.

    After that, every minute, he moved one step forward in the direction of the bed, and stopped to observe.

    Five minutes later, Chen Mo came to Liang Jingren’s bedside, borrowing the faint light to quietly look at the tired face of the sleeping person.

    The longer he looked, the more unwilling he was to leave like this.

    He bent down, lowered his head, and gently kissed the lips of the person he loved.

    “Brother Ren… I don’t want to go to school…” he said, “I don’t want to go to work either.”

    “I want… to be with you.”

    The most real desire in his heart blurted out, and Chen Mo’s backlit pupils became turbid.

    He knelt beside the bed, breathing cautiously, and gradually, he raised his head and began to breathe deeply.

    However, the hand that was moving with his heart suddenly stopped moving at a certain moment –

    Liang Jingren woke up.

    Two obviously opened eyes were looking at him.

    Chen Mo was about to go crazy again.

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