"How did you remove the gauze?" Mo Jingchun asked, his expression becoming somewhat dissatisfied. "We agreed to take you to the hospital to remove it when the time comes."
"No," Jiang Li stepped over the low roadblock in front of him and turned to walk towards the overpass, "I hate going to the hospital."
Mo Jingchun followed beside him, looking somewhat helpless, "So you just took it down yourself?"
"Yeah," Jiang Li nodded, as if it was a matter of course.
"You..." Mo Jingchun was speechless. He had never been in love and had no experience in communicating with the opposite sex. He didn't know what to say.
The only person of the opposite sex she interacted with the most on a daily basis was Mo Ling. Moreover, judging from Mo Ling's thinking, it was probably not that of a normal girl.
After all, what girl would like a black vampire Gothic-style skirt with all kinds of weird little parts hanging on her body?
No, Jiang Li should be different too.
Mo Jingchun thought back to the girl who handed him the love letter and subconsciously touched his handsome face. Xu Fan had often said about him before that he had such a face that was suitable for being a scumbag but was as stiff as an iron tree, which was a waste of a talent.
No, no, what am I thinking?
Mo Jingchun felt his thoughts becoming confused, and he quickly shook his head vigorously.
"Heh... cough cough," Jiang Li didn't stop talking, but quickly adjusted himself.
"Huh? You're actually making fun of me." Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Li's slightly raised mouth corners.
"No, no."
Jiang Li, who was usually calm and direct, stuttered for some reason at this moment, and his intermittent speech increased his suspicion.
"You're such a heartless person," Mo Jingchun pretended to be angry. "I haven't even had dinner yet. I've been squatting there waiting for you, and you're actually laughing at me."
"I'm sorry," Jiang Li looked up with a panicked expression, and his pink lips opened.
Mo Jingchun tilted his head to the side and swallowed his saliva. "It's so sad. I'm crying my eyes out."
Jiang Li regretted it. She shouldn't have looked at Mo Jingchun. Who knew his facial expressions were so rich? She couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Her black hair was shaking and her pretty fair face was wrinkled.
Mo Jingchun glanced at Jiang Li secretly and almost couldn't hold it anymore, but he quickly reached into his pocket and pinched his thigh to steady himself.
"It's not a problem if you want me to forgive you." Mo Jingchun raised his head high, using his height advantage to prevent Jiang Li from seeing the corners of his mouth gradually rising. "Hurry and come to the hospital with me."
Mo Jingchun was talking, but Jiang Li next to him stopped and stood still.
Mo Jingchun looked up and his vision was a little poor. After taking several steps, he realized that Jiang Li beside him was gone. So he turned around and saw Jiang Li standing a few steps away.
At this moment, Jiang Li's face no longer had any guilt, but was replaced by suspicion.
"You're trying to trick me," Jiang Li said, poking Mo Jingchun's pointed chin. "Lower your head."
Mo Jingchun lowered his head and said, "No, why do you say that? I..."
Mo Jingchun couldn't hold it back and laughed anyway.
Jiang Li tilted his head, and after seeing the smile on Mo Jingchun's face, he showed an expression that said, "As expected."
Mo Jingchun turned around and ran, running towards the other end along the long passage of the overpass.
"Don't run!"
Jiang Li was unconsciously aroused by Mo Jingchun's emotions. He threw away his previous calmness and subconsciously raised his legs to chase after him.
On the overpass, yellow and white lights were flashing, and a young man and woman were chasing each other, exuding youthful vitality, which made people imagine that they were a couple in love.
Mo Jingchun ran in front with a naughty smile on his face. Jiang Li followed closely behind. His black hair was blown up, revealing his fresh and refined cheeks. His eyes were curved like the moon hanging in the sky.
After getting off the overpass, Mo Jingchun pretended to be exhausted, stood still, bent over, and supported his hands on his knees.
The tall street lamp emitted yellow-white light, standing quietly beside him, casting a shadow.
"Mo Jingchun, don't run!"
Jiang Li quickly caught up with him and grabbed the latter's arm.
The light from the street lamp flickered, and Jiang Li's shadow appeared again.
"Ah," Jiang Li cried out softly, finally reacting and quickly letting go of his hand.
What's wrong with me? Is it because I'm too tired or too hungry that my mind is not clear? Why am I still chasing after her?
Jiang Li bit his lower lip and realized his previous loss of composure.
"What are you doing? You're making that expression again." Mo Jingchun said with a wicked smile, "Just now you were the one yelling that you wanted to catch me and told me not to run. I'm not moving now."
"Hmph," Jiang Li ignored him and turned his head away.
Mo Jingchun sighed and patted his chest. "If you don't want to go to the hospital, forget it. Seeing how lively you are now, you should be fine."
Jiang Li didn't say anything and still turned his head away, not looking at Mo Jingchun.
It turns out that this is what he did.
"What? You can't even take a joke?" Mo Jingchun covered his chest. "As your good deskmate and friend, I feel so bad."
"Alright," Jiang Li couldn't stand Mo Jingchun any longer. "Can you please maintain the same nonchalant and indifferent attitude you had when we first met?"
"Ah, so that's your first impression of me," Mo Jingchun said. "I can be careless, but I can't be aloof."
"Why? Aren't you like this to everyone in the class?" Jiang Li still didn't look at him directly, but glanced at Mo Jingchun with his eyes slanted.
"Because you're different," Mo Jingchun smiled, the yellow-white streetlights casting a bright glow on his face. "You're a friend, so of course you should be more welcoming."
Jiang Li was stunned, and his right hand subconsciously grasped the peace locket on his chest, not knowing what to say.
"Gurgle gurgle."
Two voices broke the awkward situation in time. The long black hair once again covered Jiang Li's flushed cheeks. Mo Jingchun touched his flat belly and smacked his lips.
"Come on, you heartless boy. I'll take you to dinner." Mo Jingchun waved his hand to signal Jiang Li to follow him.
"Don't call me that," Jiang Li followed and said somewhat unconvinced.
"Okay, no conscience."
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"You should add a small word," Jiang Li said, "at least it won't sound so aggressive."
"Hehehe," Mo Jingchun kept grinning, "You were the one who brought this up, you heartless little bastard."
Jiang Li realized that he had walked into a pit and was so angry that he didn't want to speak for a moment.
"Alright, alright, I was just kidding." Mo Jingchun calmed down and said, "I'll take you to eat wontons."
Jiang Li hadn't spoken so much in a long time. Now he just felt relaxed all over, and even the fatigue from getting off work was gone.
She nodded vigorously and walked beside Mo Jingchun.
It was late at night, and the city was flashing with hazy lights. Under the yellow and white street lights, many people passed by, including a young man and woman.
The night sky seemed to be always dotted with stars, and even the crescent moon seemed to be smiling.
And those two people who usually treat others indifferently, lonely and isolated also had smiles on their faces.
They are not lovers, just friends.
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