Chi Guang

Chapter 145 I Still Love You

At eight o'clock in the morning, the call was automatically cut off the first second it entered the general manager's office. Tong Wei:? ? ? ?

Then the phone rang: "Later."

"Aren't you going to see the house?"

"Go, I'm still awake."

"But you have a meeting with the design department at eleven o'clock, you..."

"In advance, the conference room will be in 10 minutes."

Tong Wei clicked her tongue: "Beast."

Mu Shihai:?

"You can't get up because of your torment."

"Scumbag."

Mu Shihai: ...

The capitalized word "injustice" was heavily slammed on the forehead, and I couldn't wash it off by jumping into the Yellow River.

Obviously it was Xu Chichuan who was so excited when he heard that he was going to buy a house that he couldn't sleep all the time. In the end, he was the one who hugged and sang "Baby" three times before putting him to sleep! !

Tong Wei rolled her eyes: "Do you dare to say that if you can do it last night, you will not do it? Will he get up after doing it? Auntie and grandma like you know exactly what is going on in your heart! Get out of the meeting now!"

Mr. Mu, who was punctured: ...

Unable to refute.

Xu Chichuan was awakened by the shock of the phone, his sleepy eyes widened when he saw the name of the caller: "Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Director!"

"Are you awake?"

"Wake up wake up wake up."

"Wake up and talk properly," the old man said slowly, "Your brother said, you quit your internship in the law firm?"

"it's me……"

"You don't need to explain, just think about it yourself, don't you want to be a lawyer?"

Xu Chichuan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "I want to stay in school..."

"be a teacher?"

"If you can."

"It's not too dizzy, I know I have a career goal," he said coolly, "How many days have you been in the fox cave? When do you plan to come out?"

"Let the old man see and see, what a treasure, you won't come to the academy for a few days, and you will be absent-minded during the group meeting."

Xu Chichuan: ...

In the meeting room downstairs, colleagues were surprised to find that Mr. Mu was extremely efficient today. The one-and-a-half-hour meeting was finished in five to ten minutes, but he kept sneezing. Come fix it."

Too much gray.

The other end of the phone had already hung up, Xu Chichuan held the phone and wandered into the sky, Mu Qinshou fox spirit always pushed the door in, he raised his head, a face with a sharp outline, deep browbones, and distinct features was gently facing him get closer——

It's a bit like a male fox who has become a spirit.

"baby."

"I'm done."

"Let's go and see the house."

"Mu Shihai." He raised his head, "Do you like foxes?"

"I don't like it," the male vixen kissed his face, "I like you."

... A fox is a fox. Xu Chichuan spit on himself silently when he got off the elevator, with a knife on Sezi's head. Such a handsome fox, he is not at a loss.

The Mercedes-Benz was sent to the 4S shop for cleaning. Tong Wei parked her red Mustang on the side of the road, took off her sunglasses, ignored the man's cold eyes, and warmly took Xu Chichuan's hand, "Xiao Chuanchuan."

"Sister Tong Wei."

"Just call me Vivi."

Mu Shihai was not happy about hugging again, and dragged him back to his side with a dark face: "Drive."

Tong Wei: ...Did this person drown in a vinegar vat in his previous life?

Until the car drove away, Xu Chichuan still felt unreal, tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, and whispered, "Where are you?"

"Jiangnan District."

With a face that couldn't make any other expressions except shock, it took a long time to hold back three words: "Very expensive..."

"Don't worry, Xiao Chuanchuan," Tong Wei interrupted, "Your husband is very rich."

Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, and just about to nod, Tong Wei continued: "Spend it hard, think about it, if you don't spend so much money, what if he uses it for others?"

Mu Shihai: ...

"Tell me, is what my sister said makes sense? Instead of taking advantage of the little faces outside, it's better for you to lose first."

Xu Chichuan: ...

"Tong Wei," the man gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed coldly, "talk nonsense again."

"Go to Eastern Europe to dig potatoes for me."

After speaking, he tightly grasped Xu Chichuan's hand: "Zai Zai."

"Brother is rich."

"But there are no gigolos."

"how much do you have?"

Mr. Mu thought for a second and reported the number. Xu Chichuan gasped and his eyes widened. The man raised his head proudly. Seven years were not for nothing: "It's all about my wife."

Xu Chichuan felt that he had sublimated. Just now, he was still calculating how much he had to repay the loan every month. Suddenly, a pile of gold ingots fell from the sky. He didn't realize the deposit, "Just, just bought it?"

"do not like?"

"……like."

The community is called Xifu, Xifu Haitang is Xifu, the greening is very good and the area is very wide, the house is a duplex, the fifth floor, facing south, 150 square meters, three bedrooms and two halls, it is the simple and warm style he likes, and there is a whole side in the study Large floor-to-ceiling bookcases.

"Then buy it."

Mu Shihai rubbed his hair, and led him to walk at the end of the crowd. The wind was filled with the smell of earth and grass, silhouetted against the light, the man's side face became blurred, and gradually overlapped with his memory.

"That small bedroom was converted into a video room."

"We're going somewhere to go to college."

"And then put a shelf on the wall next to the bookcase, and your Gundam and models can be placed there."

"Get a dog together."

"The bed in the bedroom should be bigger. Do you like the color of the curtains? If you don't like it, just change it."

"I want to go to the sea to see the stars..."

In the long autumn when I was 16, my wish to go to college together and rent a house was realized in another way.

Just a little late.

"……baby?"

"I like it, listen to you."

It's ok.

As long as it's him, it doesn't matter.

"I have an appointment with Wang Xu," he tugged at the hem of the man's shirt, "next week."

Mu Shihai was taken aback for a moment, took his hand deeply, and interlocked his fingers: "Okay."

"Brother will accompany you."

In the fifth year of working as Xu Chichuan's psychiatrist, Wang Xu finally met the real person in the story. The moment his eyes met, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. He was indeed an extremely outstanding young man, worthy of exhausting all the waiting so many years.

As usual, he asked about his recent life status and situation, and the men answered all of them fluently, remembering them better than the person involved. After the questioning, Wang Xu took out two forms—one SDS and one SAS: "Fill in the facts."

Xu Chichuan nodded, took the watch and went into the inner room: "Okay."

The door was locked, Mu Shihai straightened his waist, and knocked on the table: "Doctor Wang, speak directly."

"The phone call was too hasty last time, and some words were not clear." Wang Xu took a deep breath, and said word by word, "I suspect that his illness, including the illegal electric shock mentioned earlier, is related to his family."

Mu Shihai's expression changed suddenly.

"For example, in his confession, a lot of places were cut off from the beginning to the end, especially after he told how you were discovered by his family, and then he never mentioned it again."

A chill slowly climbed up the back, and Lu Miaoyi's inappropriate words floated in his heart.

"I don't know what Aunt Shen did, but he hasn't been home for four years in college."

"Another example," Wang Xu changed the subject, "that recording that you took out of the country."

There was a crash, and the two of them turned their heads in surprise. The door of the compartment was opened at some point. Xu Chichuan was standing at the door blankly, the paper in his hand was scattered all over the floor, his eyes flickered with pain, and his face was pale——

Mu Shihai had already reacted, rushed up and kicked the door shut, and wrapped the person in his arms and held him tightly: "Cub!"

The hoarse voice was full of pain and panic: "No, it's not me..."

"not me……"

"I do not have……"

"Baby, baby," Mu Shihai pressed his trembling shoulders, "Listen to me, listen to me."

"I know, I know it's not you."

"That recording is fake, not you."

A pair of eyes suddenly widened, foggy with mist, Xu Chichuan thought he had heard it wrong: "You, know, know..."

"Yes, I know," the man gripped his hand tightly, "that recording is fake."

"What, when..."

Mu Shihai was silent for a while: "I found out not long after I went to England."

In fact, it was only the second year that I found out.

This is also thanks to Chi Lin.

Xu Chichuan still wanted to ask, a kiss sealed his lips, possessing and biting ferociously, the smell of blood rust spread between his teeth, sucking each other crazily and greedily.

It’s not enough, it’s not enough, the debt of seven years can’t be made up by just saying I love you, I can’t wait to eat the flesh alive, peel off the skin and eat the bones, this person, in this life, even the soul and ashes, can’t go to the ground after death let go.

"If," Xu Chichuan stretched out his hand tremblingly, half an inch away was the man's deep brow bone, "I say if."

"The recording is real..."

"It's ok."

Mu Shihai looked at him and lowered his head slightly.

"I love you."

"I will still come back," the man said, "I still love you the same."

"Whether you need it or not."

Love the only, unchanging, and eternal love in my life.

Standing outside the door, Wang Xu heard the commotion inside getting smaller and smaller, pushed the frame of the mirror, and smiled slightly.

He should, there will be fewer patients again.

On the way home, Xu Chichuan sat in the co-driver, and grabbed the hem of his clothes sullenly: "How did you know?"

"Don't say it," Mu Shihai patted his hand, "unless it's an exchange."

"In exchange for what?"

"You tell me something that happened after I left, and I'll answer a question you want to know." Mr. Mu took out the usual routine on the negotiating table to accurately capture his own children, "You can ask anything."

"Can you change it?"

The little boy was obviously moved: "Really?"

"Really," Mr. Mu said without blushing, "When did I ever lie to you?"

Lied, just an hour ago.

"Don't worry," the man pretended to be generous, "Think about it first."

"Answer me when you get home."

Accelerate with the accelerator, and ride away.

Getting home is a crush of unilateral sanctions.