Chi Guang

Chapter 146

Mr. Mu succeeded.

But it didn't quite work out.

The early morning night was quiet and deep, with long breaths coming from the pillow, eyes blending with the night, the man tightened his arms, his dark eyes floated.

In Xu Chichuan's words, these seven years have become poor and simple: Dongchuang incident and family quarrel, was sent to the hospital for treatment, volunteered to fill in schools in other provinces, couldn't face his parents so he didn't go home for four years, graduate I took the exam again, and then... and now it's here.

Although crude, Mu Shihai spelled out some parts that were deliberately suppressed, and kissed and kissed the person in his arms regretfully, so that's it, he thought, don't talk about it, those painful, He is responsible for everything that has not been resolved.

The brow bone froze sharply, fierce but cruel.

Time to officially meet his wonderful father.

Jiang Gong's autumn was as short as a gust of wind. After a few short rains, early winter came on stage. The temperature dropped ten degrees overnight. Although Mu Shihai had the foresight to change the thick quilt, Xu Chichuan still I caught a cold, got an upper respiratory tract infection, coughed all night, sneezed and sneezed, got dizzy when I woke up in the morning, and had to ask for leave to rest.

Leaning against the head of the bed with a tissue in his arms, coughing while blowing his nose, Boss Mu brought over the freshly mixed granule, his face darker than Banlangen: "Drink it."

Xu Chichuan obediently agreed: "Okay."

Not long after he finished drinking, the man came over with a bowl of black and not slippery autumn stuff. The strong and pungent ginger smell made his dysfunctional sense of smell suddenly return to normal. Xu Chichuan looked at the ginger slices floating in the bowl, and then at the man's tense face , tangled: "Can I not drink?"

Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, and replaced his answer with actions——

The moment the warm lips kissed, the spicy, bittersweet ginger tea rushed into the mouth unsuspectingly, and slid down the base of the tongue into the esophagus.

Let go of the person after feeding, Xu Chichuan blushed, you, you, you, you were speechless for a long time, Mu Shihai held up the bowl, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips: "Don't you want to drink?"

"drink!!!"

Mouthed dry as if to vent his anger, the empty bowl was placed on the table with a bang, Mr. Mu nodded in satisfaction, took out a piece of chocolate from somewhere, and put it in his hand: "Good boy."

"Brother give candy to eat."

Xu Chichuan: ...

Blushing, he unwrapped the package and put it in his mouth silently, Xu Chichuan spurned himself for the second time, just be good, the vixen will give you sweets, even King Shang Zhou can't stand it.

"The audio-visual room has been remodeled, the shelves in the study room have been installed, and the curtains have also been replaced." Mu Shihai grabbed his hand and hooked his little finger, "I'll move it when you get better."

"The door lock code is 240927."

Fingertips slid across the palm, there was a slight itchiness, and they looked at each other without saying anything.

"it is good."

There was no big fanfare on the day of the move. Mu Shihai didn't have many things, and all the unimportant things stayed in the UK. After returning, he lived in the office. He didn't have any other luggage except clothes and documents. The two of them packed quickly until Xu Chichuan pulled away. The last wardrobe-

There is only one black T-shirt in the drawer, which is neatly folded, and the dusty dust shows the traces that it has not been touched for a long time, but the softness of the fabric and the faint fragrance of laundry detergent clearly speak of the owner's careful care. Xu Chichuan stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and some sealed memories appeared in front of him after a long time.

When he was in school, he and Mu Shihai had a lot of the same style, toothbrushes, towels, notebooks, schoolbags, water cups...everything was secretly hidden with unspeakable care, and he could pretend to be stupid when others asked: " Huh? It’s not a couple’s style, it’s just the same style.”

Those obscure and youthful times, like the green oranges that were picked secretly, only he knew the sweetness and sourness, Xu Chichuan rubbed his clothes, bought a lot of couple clothes in the summer vacation when he graduated from the third year of junior high school, and went to many places together, Mu Shihai in the teaching building of Nantah University touched his head and said, we must work hard.

"What are you dazed for?"

Xu Chichuan took the clothes and stood up, Mu Shihai was stunned for a moment, with a slightly unnatural expression: "... Finished collecting?"

"Ah."

"This clothes..." The man wanted to explain, but unfortunately he couldn't think of an explanation after racking his brains. Xu Chichuan looked at him and said in a low voice, "Bring it over?"

Mr. Mu was a little annoyed when the little tail was grabbed, he grabbed the clothes and stuffed them into the suitcase, with a fierce look that did not kill him in the slightest: "Yes, I took them all over."

"Everything else is worn out."

"This is the last one."

Unexpectedly, he was so frank, Xu Chichuan blinked: "Worn?"

"Wear it as pajamas, can't you?" Mu Shihai pinched his face, lowered his body and got closer, "Anyway..."

"Not now."

Xu Chichuan:?

With a bang, he slammed his back against the door of the cupboard. Mr. Mu took the opportunity to sneak up and play a hooligan, and quickly kissed him on the ear.

"With you, of course I have to sleep naked."

Xu Chichuan: ...

Although, he is so rascal, I like it very much.

When it was my turn to clean up and move, Xu Chichuan, who was dazzled by masculinity, suddenly sat up in shock from a dying illness. There were three drawers and four shelves in the dormitory, and there was nothing in it that could be seen!

The car had already driven into the school, Xu Chichuan swallowed: "I'll go by myself."

Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, and with an expression of "what are you talking about? How is this possible? Do you think I will agree?" He unfastened his seat belt and took a long step: "Get out of the car."

Xu Chichuan: ...

There is no way to escape, so he took the man to the dormitory, took out the key slowly and poked it for a long time before aiming at the keyhole, Mr. Mu leaned against the wall: "Baby."

"I really can't open it,"

"I just kicked the door."

Click, open.

A sense of bleakness that had not been lived in for a long time rushed over. When Mu Shi went through the customs, the first thing he saw was a table full of books, "Criminal Law", "Civil Law", "General Introduction to Economic Law", "Institutional Economics: Social Order and Public Policy...Among a pile of code books, the old yellowed English book stands out.

"The Shawshank Redemption"

Under the narrow gaze, the man opened the title page, and the faded ink was thin and mottled——

I really like you so much, but we met too early.

He raised his head, met those light eyes, his chest was hot and trembling, he got up and wrapped him in his arms: "Me too."

me too.

I really like you so much.

"Don't make trouble," Xu Chichuan pushed him, "I'll collect things."

"No," arched his head into his neck and rubbed it, "kiss me."

Outside the door behind him, light diffused to the ground.

Today is just like it was then.

Like breaking into an untouched star, Mr. Mu was full of curiosity about everything. He fumbled here and there, and found out a bunch of things that even Xu Chichuan himself had almost forgotten: In his sophomore year in high school, Li Yu The mobile phone that will be confiscated, the watch given by the man who graduated from the third year of junior high school, the baby seal bought for him at the aquarium, and a bunch of countless gunpla.

Mu Shihai was a little surprised: "Have you brought all these?"

Xu Chichuan rubbed his nose, because he was worried that Shen Sijing would get angry, when he packed his luggage, he took all the things related to Mu Shihai to the university, not even the skates and postcards, opened the top drawer, he He took out a black wallet and stuffed it into the man's hand.

"Give."

Mu Shihai unzipped the zipper, his eyes widened.

"After you left, I went to the bank to check the balance." Xu Chichuan took out the card, it was cold and heavy, just like when it was handed over to him, "53."

"I went there again last month," he said, "it was exactly 80."

"Auntie sends money inside every month."

"I guess she should know about your going abroad."

"So playing more than before."

Mu Shihai looked at the bank card in his hand, and couldn't tell what it was like. He and Yang Shushu only reconnected in the last two years, but the woman didn't mention the money.

His voice was a little hoarse: "You don't have any flowers?"

"It took a little bit," Xu Chichuan was honest, "I made up for it."

In the first semester of my freshman year, when I had a falling out with my family, I had no choice but to accept nothing but tuition fees, but my ideals were full and the reality was skinny. He got the card that Mu Shihai gave him, not much, 3000 yuan. After searching for two months, it was not until he found a tutor with the help of Qu Huai that the living expenses were settled.

"Xu Chichuan!"

Mr. Mu got angry, his face full of gloom, and he even moved his hands, and landed on his buttocks twice, clear and loud: "Who told you to make it up?"

Xu Chichuan clutched his butt angrily: "What are you doing!"

"To you is to let you spend!"

"I spent it!"

"Fuck! Look at how thin you have become!" The man became anxious, and he slapped twice again, his eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth, "Little bastard!"

"disobedient!"

Xu Chichuan: ...

I'm 24, and I'm still being beaten by my boyfriend, I can't bear it.

Just when he was about to fight back, Mu Shihai pulled the man back and restrained him under his armpit with all his strength, his face remained gloomy, but his tone and eyes softened: "Brother Suan, please."

"Be nice."

While talking, he touched his waist, which was so thin that it was almost bony, and suddenly lowered: "I lost a lot of weight."

"Three years in vain."

"Forget it," the man sighed, "Let's raise it again, I'll cook for you every day after moving." Suddenly he thought of something, and put the card back into his trouser pocket viciously, "Put it away!"

"All passwords at home are your birthday, safe, bank card, and mobile phone lock screen."

"Let's talk about paying back the money." His big white teeth were shining brightly, "I'll fuck you to death."

Xu Chichuan: ...

The argument ended in a smothering kiss.

After moving the last box and cleaning it again, Xu Chichuan turned around and bid farewell to the dormitory where he had lived for two years. Whether it was Qingda University or Jiangzheng, it was his only place to live in these years.Before the car drove out of the school, the man kissed his forehead: "Don't be afraid."

"Let's go home."