After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 86

As Mu Song said, he opened the door, and when he was about to go back to the house, Lu Yuan grabbed the doorknob.

"what?"

Mu Song turned his head and stared at Lu Yuan.

Politeness is polite, but if this person pushes his nose, he is not going to be polite.

"That... When you were at Three Towers Temple, you said you wanted to borrow my book, but you haven't lent it to me yet."

Half of Lu Yuan's face was hidden behind the door, and the other half, under the light of Mu Song's weak corridor lamp, looked sad and pitiful.

Mu Song: ...

Isn't it just a book?

As for this expression that owes you a hundred million?

Mu Song was speechless, but it was indeed he who said it, and it was still in the temple, so that if he did not keep his promise, the gods three feet above his head would not let him go.

"Oh... I forgot, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Mu Song's original intention was to ask Lu Yuan to wait at the door, but this person saw the needle, took advantage of Mu Song's entering the study to look for books, followed the door, and grandly changed into slippers, followed into the study.

Mu Song hadn't read that book for a long time. In addition, he had recently bought a lot of new books related to sociology. After searching for a long time, Mu Song finally flipped the book from the corner.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Yuan leaning against his desk, flipping through his review notes.

"Hey, who told you to..."

Mu Song originally wanted to say, "Who let you in", but felt that it seemed a bit hurtful, after all, this dog man still had the dinner made for him in his hand.

After a moment of hesitation, he finally changed his mind.

"Who asked you to rummage through my things?"

This sentence was what Lu Yuan often said to him before.

Every time he cleaned up the house and found some imprints related to Liu Di, Lu Yuan would question him aggressively like this, as if he was the one who did the wrong thing.

Sure enough, as soon as the question was uttered, Lu Yuan froze, and slowly withdrew his hand turning over the note.

"Excuse me……"

Lu Yuan turned his face and looked at Mu Song, with the sad look just now.

"I think your notes are so serious and neat."

Looking at the changing situation on the dog man's face, Mu Song suddenly felt refreshed.

I still remember that when he was in college, he neglected his homework and was often disgusted by Lu Yuan.

In order to humiliate him, the dog man even threw his notebook from back then to him, under the guise of asking him to learn from it, but in fact, most likely it was for showing off.

"Oh, then I have to thank Brother Lu for setting a good example!"

Mu Song sneered, walked to the desk, closed the notebook, and handed the book in his hand to Lu Yuan.

"Here, this is the book. Read it slowly, and don't return it to me in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways, folded his hands, and silently gave the order to evict the guest.

What Mu Song meant was too obvious, and there was no room for Lu Yuan to pretend not to understand.

But I haven't seen him for a week, and after finally being able to take a few more glances and say a few words, how could Lu Yuan be willing to leave so easily?

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yuan finally put on a cheeky face, pretending to look down at the book that Mu Song lent him.

"What does the Diamond Sutra say? I have heard of this book. It seems to be quite profound..."

Lu Yuan rolled over and looked at Mu Song tentatively.

"If there is something I don't understand..."

"Check online. There are many reading notes and explanations, which are much better than asking me."

One sentence from Mu Song blocked Lu Yuan to death.

"Then what if you don't understand the annotations on the Internet?"

"Then don't look at it."

Lu Yuan: ...

At the end of the conversation, Lu Yuan really had no choice but to say "good night" and put the thermos on the desk.

"Today I made the porridge that you think is delicious in City D. If you can't drink it tonight, let's save it for breakfast tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, before Mu Song could refuse again, he took the book and went back to his home in resentment.

Lu Yuan finally left, Mu Song heaved a sigh of relief, took a shower, and threw the hot pot-smelling clothes into the washing machine.

After packing everything up, I went back to the study, sorted out my notes during this period, and listed the questions that I had been unable to figure out one by one, and planned to have a good time after seeing Teacher An tomorrow.

After listing the questions, Mu Song suddenly thought that he asked Mr. An a lot, what if someone asked him the other way around?

Recalling what Liu Yun said, since Mr. An used the review class to investigate the situation of the students, if he asked him about it, wouldn't he leave a bad first impression?

Mu Song was suddenly a little nervous.

So, according to the notes, he carefully sorted out the knowledge points he thought were important, thinking that he had to pull out something, so he read it several times, and got it in the middle of the night.

After a whole night of brainstorming and burning a lot of calories, Mu Song stood up, his stomach full of food, but then he started to growl.

It stands to reason that this is the order, so I shouldn't eat anything else, but I can't stand the spicy food today, which already stimulated my stomach, and I feel a little uncomfortable when I'm hungry.

Mu Song was about to go to the kitchen to look for something to eat, when he suddenly saw the thermos bucket left by Lu Yuan at the corner of the table.

Although, Mu Song also felt that it was not moral to give people a face while eating the food cooked by others, but speaking of it, he was also forced to do nothing.

In addition, thinking about the past ten years, isn't that what the dog man treated him like?

Mu Song struggled for a moment, then opened the thermos bucket calmly, feeling the aroma of chicken soup and rice, blowing towards his face.

One bite at a time, drinking the porridge made by Lu Yuan, Mu Song had to admit that although this man is a dog, he is very talented in cooking.

Moreover, such a thoughtful meal can be made with patience. If it is said, President Lu's reputation as a diamond king will probably be even louder.

While eating, he was thinking wildly, and when he came back to his senses, the bucket of porridge was finished without knowing it.

Touching his chubby belly, Mu Song had a headache: Now, he can't sleep again.

what can we do about it?

After reading the book all night, his brain capacity was already saturated, and he really couldn't do serious things, so Mu Song opened Weibo and started his usual airborne fan card activity.

"I'm too stuffed to sleep, come and ask me a question!"

Because of the preparation for the exam, Mu Song stopped writing new articles, and suddenly interacted with Weibo, and the fans were extremely excited.

As soon as the Weibo was posted, messages flooded in immediately. Among the messages shouting hunger and asking when to start a new article, a unique message aroused his interest.

"What did Madam eat enough?"

Mu Song thought for a while and replied with three words.

"Chicken porridge."

Almost instantly, the fan asked again.

"Is it delicious?"

Mu Song stared at the portrait of the seascape in the sunset for a long time, and finally replied.

"so so."

Then, he turned off the computer and lay sprawled on his two-meter bed, thinking, why are people so cheap?

After thinking about it, he fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, it was almost noon.

Picking up the phone to take a look, sure enough, the text message from Lu Yuan to deliver the meal was sent on time and on time an hour ago.

It turned out that the thermos bucket was left at his place yesterday, and there was nothing left to serve, so Lu Yuan asked him to eat at his place.

Mu Song grinned, threw the phone aside, sat up, stretched himself, and jumped out of bed.

After entering the kitchen, he took out the quick-frozen wontons in the refrigerator. Mu Song boiled water and made himself a bowl of small shepherd's purse wontons, eating to his heart's content.

Wiping his mouth, Mu Song thought to himself, such a trivial matter as filling his stomach is really not worth the effort, let alone the favor he owes to the dog man.

After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Mu Song sat in the study and was about to go over the questions and knowledge points that he sorted out yesterday, when he heard knocks on the door.

Probably it was Lu Yuan, and Mu Song didn't want to ignore it, but suddenly remembered the text message asking him to eat, thinking that this person would not be waiting for him hungry all the time.

"what?"

Out of humanitarianism, Mu Song reluctantly opened the door, and sure enough, he saw Lu Yuan standing outside the door helplessly.

"You... just got up?"

Mu Song froze for a moment, bypassing the question.

"I've had dinner, you should hurry back and eat."

With that said, he handed back the thermos bucket in his hand to Lu Yuan.

"In the future, don't bother. You are also very busy at work. It's not worth spending time on it."

Lu Yuan outside the door wondered if he was so hungry that he had hypoglycemia. When he was weak, he seemed to be emotionally unstable.

Looking at Mu Song's eyes, he changed a few times, and finally said nothing, turned around and went home with the thermos, without even saying "goodbye".

Mu Song stood where he was, looking at Lu Yuan's back, as if he saw a stray dog ​​abandoned by its owner, feeling inexplicably lonely.

Hey……

Why bother?

Sighing involuntarily, Mu Song closed the door, put aside the strange moment that flashed in his mind, turned and entered the study, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

In a flash, it was five o'clock, and it was time to go to the review class.

The address given by Liu Yun, Mu Song checked, is a private elementary school six or seven kilometers away, but not far away.

According to common sense, even if you encounter the evening peak, you can reach the place in four to five or 10 minutes.

Starting an hour and a half earlier was more than enough logically, but unfortunately, just as he was about to go out, it rained suddenly, and Mu Song became nervous all at once.

Thinking of the time when he rescued fufu, Mu Song looked at the brick machine that he hadn't had time to replace, and became worried.

But there was no other way, so he quickly packed his bag, put on his umbrella, and went out.

Watching the elevator go up one after another, wishing to hurry up, I heard a sound from 1802, and Lu Yuan walked out from the door.

"want to go out?"

"Ah."

"It's raining heavily outside..."

Just as the elevator came, Mu Song ignored Lu Yuan and walked straight in.

"Wait, I'll see you off."

Lu Yuan squeezed into the elevator.

"Need not."

"At this point, it's evening rush hour, and it's raining again, so I'm sure I won't be able to get a taxi. Besides, if I walk to the gate of the community, my clothes will probably get wet."

As Lu Yuan said, he glanced at Mu Song's bag.

"If you get the book damp, it will wrinkle even if you blow it dry."

Mu Song: ...

Why didn't I find out before, the dog man really hit the point when he persuaded people.

"Don't worry, I will come back as soon as I send you to the place, and I will never delay your business."

Lu Yuan was full of sincerity, Mu Song glanced at the home clothes on him, thought for a while, and felt that the most image-conscious dog man should not want to appear in public like this.

In addition, it is estimated that it is really difficult to take a taxi now, so Mu Song didn't refuse any more.

Followed Lu Yuan to the underground parking lot, found the car, got in, and Lu Yuan asked, "Where are you going?".

Mu Song took out his mobile phone, found the chat record with Liu Yun, and reported the address to Lu Yuan.

"Pinghu Primary School?"

While setting up the navigation, Lu Yuan tentatively asked Mu Song.

"Where are you going?"

In fact, when Mu Song flipped through his phone just now, he had already seen the word "Director Liu", and he knew something about it, but he still wanted to get a definite answer from Mu Song.

Seeing Lu Yuan's appearance of being a secret agent, Mu Song really wanted to say, "Why do you care what I'm doing there?"

But after all, sitting in the rickshaw, after hesitating for a while, he finally confided the truth angrily.

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Wife, you don't eat, and you don't tell others, your stomach hurts from waiting...

Mu Song: I didn't ask you to wait for me. /stand hands

Lu Yuan: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…

Mu Song: It hurts.../Show hands

Lu Yuan: ...I want to die, I'll forget it if it hurts to death! ! ! / tears dry

Zhi Zhi: Oh, as for it, it’s just warming up, and the crit is still behind~

Lu Yuan: …………………………………………… It’s impossible to save her.

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Just out of curiosity, did you have a baby who has been chasing after the article since January?Can you press a claw to make me healthy~~~o0^0o