The bright moon goes up to the tall building

Chapter 31

After Fang Mingyue hung up the phone, she pointed at Shen Gaolou and said, "Give me a cigarette."

The man stared at him for a moment, then walked over with his head slightly lowered, shook the cigarette case in his hand at him, and shook out a cigarette.

Fang Mingyue directly took away the cigarette caught between Shen Gaolou's fingers, brought it to her lips and took a deep breath, pressed it on the corner of the table, and threw it into the trash can.

Then he snatched the cigarette case again, stuffed it into his pants pocket, got up and pushed Shen Gaolou away, walked to the bed and fell down: "Go to sleep."

Shen Gaolou walked to the bed and kicked him on the leg: "Go take a bath."

"I want to wait for your father and aunt to go to bed before washing." Fang Mingyue rolled over to the bed and patted beside her: "Sleep first, and I'll get up later."

"Will you get up in a while?" Shen Gaolou threw the clothes in his hands on him: "If you can't get up by then, I will definitely beat your mother so hard."

"Why don't you chat with me until they all fall asleep," Fang Mingyue smiled, picked up the pillow and threw it on the bedside, and leaned against it: "What do you think of homosexuality?"

"Huh?" Shen Gaolou sat on the side of the bed: "It looks normal."

Fang Mingyue kicked him: "Then tell me, how can I tell if I'm gay or straight?"

"If you like the same sex, of course you are gay."

"But if there is such a person who falls in love with someone of the same sex but has no feelings for others of the same sex, should he be gay or straight?"

Shen Gaolou looked at him for a moment: "Maybe he is bisexual."

"He only has feelings for that one of the same sex," Fang Mingyue held up a finger for comparison, and said, "It feels a bit too sloppy to say that he is bisexual."

Shen Gaolou leaned over slightly: "Who are you talking about?"

Fang Mingyue twirled her fingers and said with a smile, "It's about a movie I've seen. Do you want to watch it?"

"Tell me what movie it is? I may have watched it long ago." Shen Gaolou said.

"It doesn't matter whether you've seen it or not?" Fang Mingyue said, "I've seen it too, but I haven't seen it with you yet."

Shen Gaolou pursed his lower lip and leaned over: "Then let's see."

Fang Mingyue turned on the phone, clicked into the network disk, and found the movie.

He sat up, put the mobile phone on the bracket that Shen Gaolou found, placed it between the two, and handed Shen Gaolou a headset: "It's started."

Fang Mingyue clicked play, and leaned back on the pillow. He moved left and right, but still felt a little uncomfortable.

In the end, he simply picked up a pillow and placed it on top of the two of them, and then he looked up at Shen Gaolou: "You are also together? It will be more comfortable this way."

Shen Gaolou turned over, half lying on the bed, with his head leaning against the pillow, and his forehead was almost facing Fang Mingyue's.

From the moment the movie started, Shen Gaolou knew that he had seen this movie, but he didn't know if it was because Fang Mingyue was a straight man that he chose to watch lesbian movies.

During a passionate scene, he couldn't help but sneak a look at Fang Mingyue, that person was watching very seriously, without distracting thoughts at all.

After the movie ended, Fang Mingyue looked at him: "Do you want to say something?"

"I thought at first that you watched it for the passion scene."

Fang Mingyue chuckled: "Don't you think that I choose lesbian movies for something else?"

"I didn't say that." Shen Gaolou picked up the clothes on the bed and threw them to him: "You should go take a shower."

Fang Mingyue looked at Shen Gaolou thoughtfully: "Have you noticed that many directors like to arrange for a heterosexual to fall in love with a same-sex, why do you think this is?"

"In order to improve the quality of the film? For example, I don't like men or women, I only love you or something like that." Shen Gaolou said.

Fang Mingyue raised her eyebrows: "You think so?"

Shen Gaolou lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"You are so boring." Fang Mingyue brushed the curled eyelashes of the sinking tall building: "It must be such a hard work to like you."

Shen Gaolou pushed his hand away and ignored him.

"Actually, what I think is that the reason why the directors did this may be because what they want to describe is love itself, which is a person falling in love with another person. This kind of love will not be different because of gender.

So setting one of them as heterosexual should be to eliminate this gender interference.

I love you not because you are a man, nor will it change just because you are a man. "

Shen Gaolou lowered his eyes slightly and remained motionless.

Fang Mingyue sighed secretly, as expected the confession was too reserved, the other party might not even be able to hear it, let alone have emotional fluctuations.

He asked unwillingly, "Do you think I'm right?"

"Well, maybe."

"Hey, okay." Fang Mingyue sat up with her clothes in her hands, "I'm going to take a shower."

When he went out, Shen Gaolou raised his head and looked in the direction of the door. He raised his hand to hold his chest, where it was beating non-stop like a drum.

He thought that Fang Mingyue really didn't like him, and that person saw love so clearly, so naturally he wouldn't shrink back just because he was a man.

Affected by the suspension bridge effect, the likes generated are really vulnerable.

A Riemann who gets along for less than five hours is enough to make it disappear.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he stretched out his foot and kicked Fang Mingyue's clothes at the foot of the bed.

Kicking it once was still not enough, so he picked up the dress and put it in the middle of the bed, kicked it up again, and kicked it flying, until it finally fell on the ground like a fallen leaf.

When Fang Mingyue came back from the shower, she saw Shen Gaolou lying on the bed and already asleep. He picked up the clothes on the floor, sat on the edge of the bed, and pressed his palms on Shen Gaolou's face: "Little slave, I'm hungry!" .”

Shen Gaolou opened his eyes, there was no trace of sleepiness inside, he frowned: "You better not be torturing me on purpose."

"I'm really hungry, aren't you hungry?" Fang Mingyue picked up her phone and said "ah", "It's getting closer, no wonder you feel hungry."

"Instant noodles?"

"Row."

Shen Gaolou pushed him away, sat up, stared at him for a moment, suddenly raised his fist and hit him on the stomach, then snorted, got up and left.

Fang Mingyue lay on the bed for a few seconds, then immediately chased after him, strangled Shen Gaolou's neck and asked in a low voice, "Why did you hit me?"

"It's cool," Shen Gaolou smiled, took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator, opened it, and handed it to him: "Drink some milk first."

"In such a cold day, I really can't drink it." Fang Mingyue pushed Shen Gaolou's hand away: "Put it back and drink it tomorrow morning."

"You are so troublesome." Shen Gaolou walked to the stove, put the milk pot, poured the milk into it, and then started to boil water in the iron pot. After the water boiled, he threw the bread into it and asked: " Do you eat eggs?"

"Well, let's be heartbroken."

Shen Gaolou opened the closet, took out two eggs, and looked at them for a moment: "When is the best time to put the soft ones?"

"You can't cook eggs?"

"Of course, but I like to eat well-cooked." After Shen Gaolou finished speaking, he shrugged, knocked the egg on the mouth of the bowl, and smashed it into the soup, "It depends on your luck whether it is soft or not."

He found the leftovers from the refrigerator and added some beef brisket and braised pork to it.

Fang Mingyue swallowed: "Does it need to be so rich?"

"It happened to help my family with the leftovers." Shen Gaolou turned off the gas, poured the milk into two glasses, found a large bowl, filled it with noodles, and handed it to Fang Mingyue: "Eat."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Shen Gaolou added some sugar to the hot milk, cleaned up the kitchen after drinking, and pointed to the bowl in Fang Mingyue's hand: "You brush this."

"When I was a slave..."

Shen Gaolou stared, Fang Mingyue shut up immediately, and made an OK gesture: "I'll brush. Remember to brush your teeth."

Fang Mingyue picked out noodles with chopsticks, looked at Shen Gaolou while eating, and felt that even the back of the other person was cute.

Immediately, he felt a little resentful. Why is such a lovely person such a scumbag?

Not knowing if he sensed his resentment, Shen Gaolou suddenly turned around and met his gaze.

The man raised his eyebrows at him, pointed at the bowl, and gestured at his neck again, his face full of threats.

Fang Mingyue couldn't help laughing, he lowered his head, thinking while eating noodles, was Shen Gaolou so cute before?

After finishing a bowl of noodles, he finally came to a conclusion: it was indeed so cute all along.

He couldn't help feeling, why didn't he find out before?