i don't miss you very much

Chapter 3 Sudden Confession

The next morning, Qing Wu took Yang Mo to the largest store in the county to buy some clothes. Seeing him try on the clothes one by one with a cold face, Qing Wu couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What's so ridiculous?" Yang Mo avoided the attentive eyes of the shopping guide, and asked in front of Qing Wu.

Qing Wu stretched out his hand and straightened his collar: "You look good-looking, I want to laugh when I see you."

Yang Mo was expressionless, looking directly at Qing Wu: "Just get used to it."

"..."

"Accompany me to buy clothes all morning, don't you have to go to work?"

"I opened a bookstore in front of the school. The main customers are students. Just go there at eleven o'clock every morning."

"It's pleasant."

"Just for a while." Qing Wu said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go shopping and cook for you when we get back."

Yang Mo watched Qing Wu chop and stir-fry, and four dishes appeared on the dining table after a while.Qing Wu took off his apron, put on his shoes and said to Yang Mo: "The rice is not cooked yet, you can wait another 15 minutes or so. When the rice is ready, you can serve it yourself and eat first."

"What about you?" Yang Mo asked.

"I'm too late, the students are about to finish class, I have to hurry to open the door, you eat first, don't wait for me." After finishing speaking, he opened the door and left in a hurry without waiting for Yang Mo to speak.

Yang Mo finished his meal in silence, thinking of Qing Wu walking around the kitchen wearing an apron, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.If Qing Wuhe is a woman, she must be a good wife and mother.

Suddenly thought of something, Yang Mo's eyes darkened a bit, he walked into the bedroom, and turned on Qing Wu's computer.

"I'm back." Qing Wu took a few glances into the room, and unexpectedly found that Yang Mo was not in the room.

"Where did you go?" Qing Wu frowned, Yang Mo has lost his memory now, and he is not familiar with Qingyang, where can he go?Could it be...

Qing Wulan's face became ugly, and she quickly walked down the stairs, looking around, not knowing which direction to look.

He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed Li Xian's mobile number: "Li Xian, I..."

"Qingwu." A call came from behind him vaguely.

"Li Xian, listen to me, Yang Mo..."

"Qing Wu." The voice behind him approached and became clear, "What are you doing?"

Qing Wu turned his head stiffly, only to see Yang Mo standing behind him with an indifferent expression.

"Where have you been?" The gentle voice was trembling and angry.

"I'm going to bring you food." Yang Mo explained indifferently.

Only then did Qing Wu see the thermos bottle in his hand, and his face softened: "Why didn't I see you?"

"I'm lost." Yang Mo answered naturally.

Qing Wu could not help but smile lightly.

"Junzheng..." Suddenly a voice came from the phone, and Qing Wu remembered that he hadn't hung up the call with Li Xian just now, and quickly turned his back to Yang Mo: "Li Xian, I'm fine."

"Junzheng." Li Xian's voice was a little low, "You're out of order."

"Li Xian..." Qing Wu had nothing to say.

"I'm hanging up, take care."

"kindness……"

"Beep beep..."

Qing Wu hung up the phone, turned his head thoughtfully, Yang Mo was standing there, his thin lips were tightly pressed, looking at him motionless.Yang Mo was originally good-looking, but when he stared at him with deep eyes, Qing Wu's left chest gradually warmed up.

For him, what if the size is lost and the size is messed up?

I'm afraid, when he thinks about the past, he will never be able to get along with himself so peacefully again.

After lunch, Qing Wu used to turn on the computer, but was suddenly stunned, and turned around to ask Yang Mo: "Did you touch my computer?"

"No." Yang Mo subconsciously denied it, but felt a little uneasy.But I did restore the computer to its original state.He looked at Qing Wu with some guilt, Qing Wu seemed to believe his words, and smiled slightly: "Maybe the wind outside the window moved the paper by my desk, I thought it was you who moved it."

"You can use my computer casually in the future, but now the situation is special, you'd better not go out."

"I see." Yang Mo nodded, relieved, took a book from the bookcase, sat down and read it.

Qing Wu turned around and turned her back to Yang Mo, her warm eyes darkened instantly, the wind could only blow the paper out, not in.He opened the browser and, not surprisingly, found that the history had been cleared.He opened the control panel again, and found traces of Yang Mo searching in his computer.

Qingwu looked out the window with a faint smile, spring is here, and the trees outside the window are beginning to sprout.

In the evening, Qing Wu went to the bookstore, and Yang Mo also followed.

"You can't keep me stuck at home all the time." Yang Mo said.

Qing Wu thought about it, so he asked Yang Mo to go to the bookstore with him.

So, the high school girls who came to the bookstore to buy books today were excited to find that their beautiful bookstore manager had brought a handsome guy.

"Shop Manager Qing, who is this?" A bold girl asked directly.

Qing Wu faintly smiled: "My brother."

"It's Store Manager Qing's younger brother, he's as handsome as Store Manager Qing!"

Qing said nothing, and laughed even more.

When the high school girls bought good books, they walked away in groups, talking and laughing.

Qing Wu tidied up their messy books and looked back, Yang Mo was sitting leaning on the counter and looking at him with a gloomy expression.

"What's wrong?" Qing Wu asked.

Yang Mo looked at him with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Why are you smiling at them?"

Qing Wu was a bit puzzled: "They buy my books, but I don't laugh, so why don't I show them face?"

"It's not right anyway."

"What's wrong?" Qing Wu asked.

Yang Mo was speechless, but felt something was wrong in his heart.

The bookstore closes at seven, and it was already dark when I left.The lights on Qingnian Road were dim, and the two walked in the cool night wind, speechless for a moment.

"Wait for me." Qing Wu said suddenly, walked to the opposite side quickly, and came back soon, holding an ice cream in his hand.

"Here you are." Qing Wu handed the ice cream to Yang Mo, his obsidian-like eyes sparkling in the darkness.

Yang Mo looked at the cold ice cream in front of him, and said indifferently, "I don't eat ice cream."

Qing Wu smiled slyly, without saying a word, but stuffed the ice cream into Yang Mo's hands.

Yang Mo stared stiffly at the milky white ice cream in his hand, frowned slightly, looked at Qing Wuwang's expectant eyes, stuck out his tongue, and licked it.

The delicate and slightly sweet milk fragrance melted in the mouth, with a hint of chill stimulation, which immediately stimulated Yang Mo's senses.

He turned his face to take a peek at Qingwu, and saw that he was looking straight ahead, without paying attention to himself, and quietly stuck out his tongue to lick the ice cream.

The faint laughter still reached Yang Mo's ears, he looked at Yang Mo's smiling eyes, his expression remained the same, but he was secretly ashamed and annoyed.

"What's so ridiculous." This is Yang Mo who is still expressionless and indifferent.

"No." This was Qing Wu who couldn't stop smiling.

Yang Mo glanced at Qingwu coldly and noblely, held up the ice cream, and licked it again.

"Pfft." Qing Wu couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect you to like ice cream so much."

Yang Mo's heart skipped a beat: "Did I really like ice cream before?"

"En." Qingwu looked at Yang Mo with a smile, "You liked to eat ice cream when you were a child, and you never let go when you saw ice cream. Once you had a cold and insisted on eating ice cream, but Uncle Yang forbade you to eat it, and you actually ran upstairs in the middle of the night Get some ice cream from the refrigerator." At that time, he was only seven years old, and he was usually as timid as life, but that day he had a high fever and groped from upstairs to downstairs in the dark, just to eat ice cream.

He still seems to remember that the boy who was eating ice cream with his hands immediately became vigilant when he saw him, his eyes widened, and he yelled imposingly: "Don't try to grab my ice cream!"

As a result, his sound not only scared Qing Wu away, but also woke up Uncle Yang who was sleeping upstairs, and the fate can be imagined.Not only was he criticized, but the ice cream never appeared in Yang's house again.

Yang Mo was a little embarrassed when he was mentioned the stupid things he did when he was a child, so he could only say embarrassingly: "It's not surprising that children like ice cream."

"Not only when I was a child, but when I went to college, my eyes would always look that way when I saw ice cream." Qing Wu laughed softly, "I obviously want to eat it very much, but every time I pretend to not care."

Yang Mo touched his nose: "I don't remember."

"It's okay, I'll just remember it for you. I will remember everything about you." He stretched out his hand and took Yang Mo's slightly cool hand.

Yang Mo felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but he didn't know what was so strange, so he licked the ice cream silently.

"Yang Mo." Qing Wu suddenly called him.

Yang Mo turned his head and looked at him puzzled.

"Here, I have some ice cream on it." Qing Wu stretched out his hand, wiped off the ice cream foam at the corner of Yang Mo's mouth with his index finger, then put it into his mouth with a smile and licked it under Yang Mo's surprised gaze.

Yang Mo froze for a second, staring at Qing Wu stiffly, now, he finally knew what was strange.

"Yang Mo." Qing Wu smiled gently in the cool night wind, "I like you."

Yang Mo's eyelashes blinked slightly, and his dull eyes immediately returned to normal. He took a big bite of ice cream, and then swallowed it all. Regardless of the instant coldness, he said to Qing Wu expressionlessly: "I also like you."

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