C10

"Gu Mo, come with me Saturday, I'll be with a few friends." Wan Yanyinye leaned on Gu Mo's shoulder and asked softly.

At this time, during class, the teacher was writing some English sentences on the blackboard with a piece of chalk while Gu Mo placed all of his focus on Wan Yanyinye. He felt that was a little hot while holding his shoulder, and that feeling of him moving his body whenever he breathed was very subtle.

Wan Yanyinye leaned against Gu Mo with his eyes closed and a calm expression on his face, he was taking notes with an English book. He was not affected in the slightest by the gazes of the teachers and students.

Only Wan Yanyinye knew that the smile on Gu Mo's mouth betrayed him, and that that feeling of emptiness in his eyes right now was dull.

When looking at himself, the hope in his eyes, all kinds of trust is not to be ignored. But in Wan Yanyinye's heart, he had a faint feeling that there would always be a little unease and helplessness about what would happen in the future.

"Dad, I'm going out for a bit." Gu Mo stood at the profound entrance of his house, and said to his father, who was watching television.

Father Gu put down the wine bottle that he was about to drink and burped. He looked at Gu Mo with suspicion: "Get out? When will he be back? With whom? "

It was not his fault that he was suspicious. In the past, Gu Mo rarely went out at home. However, when he came back from school this time, he could feel with his eyes that he was slowly improving. Father Gu felt somewhat helpless towards this adopted son of his. The trauma he had suffered in his heart when he was young could only depend on himself.

Father Gu's voice carried along with the voice that came from the television to Gu Mo, and was somewhat distorted.

Gu Mo paused, and one by one, he answered: "Wan Yanyinye." When he said this name, his heart felt warm. "I still don't know when I'll be back. It should be at night, right?"

Then he smiled at Father Gu and said, "Dad, pay attention to your body. Don't drink so much."

Father Gu looked at him blankly. Only when the door was closed did he return to the TV with a bit of gratification.

In the end, this door was still the one that isolated too many things ?

Because Gu Mo left his home early, he walked slowly. When he got there, he only saw Wan Yanyinye and a few of his friends that he did not know riding on their locomotives and laughing.

Gu Mo did not come closer. He stood at a slightly distant place from them, and looked at Wan Yanyinye's back. One of his legs stepped on the ground, and the other was placed on the carriage.

"Yin Ye, do you think your tablemate is fun?" After Gu Mo finished appreciating it, he wanted to lift his leg and walk closer, but suddenly a joke sounded out, causing him to stop in his tracks.

Play? What game? Gu Mo stood there alone and blinked his eyes.

Hearing that, Wan Yanyinye's face changed, and did not care about what he said.

The other person, seeing that he did not have any reaction, continued to join in the conversation. "The feel of his hands shouldn't be bad, except that he doesn't have the breasts of those women."

"Haha, isn't it? Tell me, have you ever done anything with him? "

The man beside Wan Yanyinye shot a glance at them, signalling them to stand at Gu Mo's side, and then acted as if he was letting Gu Mo hear him, "Is our big brother fond of women, or is it him? Have you forgotten? Last time, he said that it was just to catch up to Ye Zichen and play with him. "

"What are you guys really doing?"

Wan Yanyinye was only looking in front of him, deep in thought, so he did not see the expressions in his friends' eyes. In fact, if he turned around at this time, he would realise that Gu Mo was standing right behind him, waiting for his explanation.

Unfortunately, there wasn't. Wan Yanyinye berated them in a loud voice: "What are you all talking about, he's coming soon, are you still playing?"