Chi Guang

Chapter 140 This shouldn't be

After dismissing his rival in love, Mu Shihai returned to the office and dialed Tong Wei's internal line: "I'm going down, give it away."

The woman sneered: "How is it? Didn't you bother me?"

"Average," the man said lightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "not ruthless enough."

...that is very ruthless.

Inside the secret door, Xu Chichuan was lying on the bed curled up into a ball, with a dazed expression, and the light and shadow condensed into a tiny spot of light, which fell on the retina ready to move.

He saw the glass wall that had disappeared for a long time was slowly rising, and the sea water was rushing towards him in all directions. Waves flowed over his body and drowned in his mouth and nose. Tightly bound and restrained, two huge iron balls under the iron chain were falling at an extremely fast speed, whistling and falling at an extremely fast speed.

He didn't even find out when Mu Shihai came back.

"Baby," he saw Mu Shihai reach out and hug him tightly, and wet kisses spread from his forehead all the way to his ears, "I'm back."

Yes, he is back, seven years, the transformation from a boy to a man, the youthful childishness on his face is gone, the sharpness in his eyes is gone, only the kiss is still as strong and fierce as ever, when he opens his eyes, the man has deep His brows were infinitely enlarged in front of his eyes, his arms were tightened more and more tightly, as if he was going to be rubbed into his bones and blood to become a part of his body, the oxygen in his chest was squeezed dry, and he reluctantly let go until his consciousness became blurred.

"What's wrong?" Mu Shihai stroked his hair, his dark eyes hid a tenderness that could drown people, "Stupid."

Turned over and half pressed on him, pecked his face several times: "It's okay."

"We still have a lot of time to get used to it."

Maybe, he nodded, maybe.

"Is there an access control to the school at night?" The man rubbed the tip of his nose, "If you don't go back, stay here, okay?"

"I want to hug you to sleep."

He should have said no, and then nodded and agreed. This is the luxury that has been haunted every night for seven years. It should be like this, and it is actually like this. The chest was pressed against the chest, and after a burst of dizziness, there was an inexplicable stabbing pain in the heart, and I was a little out of breath.

So he lowered his head and heard himself speak slowly.

"Have."

"Go back."

It shouldn't be like this, a voice came from the bottom of the well, it was all wrong, it shouldn't be like this.

Say no and then keep me, say you must stay, just like before, staring at me with those dark eyes.

"Okay then," Mu Shihai grabbed his hand, interlocked his fingers, and kissed his forehead again, "Brother will send you back."

He did not.

"Do you have class tomorrow morning?"

"Have."

"What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock, group meeting."

"Okay," Mu Shihai was already helping him get dressed, "At eight o'clock, you're downstairs in your dormitory, let's have breakfast together."

He heard himself say yes.

He watched Mu Shihai knelt down on one knee to put socks on for him, watched him lead himself to the office door, and added his face recognition and fingerprints to the access control system, "The password is your birthday," The man took out another elevator card, "Come whenever you want."

It was still the same black Mercedes, with a string of sandalwood bracelets hanging from the central rearview mirror, keenly aware of his probing eyes, Mu Shihai said in time: "This is Chi Lin's car."

"Well, it's the other boss of the company, who didn't sell the car or the house before leaving, so I borrowed it temporarily for two days."

"What car does Zai Zai like?" While waiting for the red street light, Mu Shihai reached out and touched his palm, "Brother, buy one, and I will pick you up after school."

"It's all right."

"Do you like BMW?"

"it is good."

It was rush hour, and there were more and more cars and pedestrians on the road, and the speed was getting slower and slower. Finally, it was completely blocked in front of a turntable, and cars and people were caught in a dilemma.

In fact, if you just turn around and walk from another road, although it is farther away and wastes more time, you can’t drive directly into the school when you arrive, and you have to walk for an extra 10 minutes, but you can get there after all.Xu Chichuan was a little suffocated, but when he rolled the window, he was too noisy by the horn of the car behind him. Mu Shihai frowned slightly, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, and came back after a while. He never heard the horn until the traffic resumed. flute.

Jiang Zheng has no access control, so Mu Shihai easily followed him in. The car drove into the east gate parking lot. Mu Shihai locked the car. His shirt and trousers stood out on the campus. Just as he was about to hold hands, he suddenly remembered that this was a school, so It turned into a shoulder: "Let's go."

As night fell, the moon was bright and clear, and the wind blew, and the ginkgo leaves fell all over the ground. From time to time, the cries of grasshoppers came from the grass, which was especially loud in the silence. Under the shadow of the trees, the two walked side by side, shoulders and arms occasionally When they collided, no one spoke.

Not far or near, just a stone's throw away.

But it couldn't get any closer than a millimeter.

Before going upstairs, Mu Shihai suddenly stopped him: "Zai Zai."

When he turned his head, Mu Shihai walked up the stairs quickly, lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves and stretched out in front of him. Xu Chichuan lowered his head and stood there in a daze.

The tarnished bead string is no longer as bright and full as before, and the varying degrees of fading silently show everything it has experienced. The horror of time is not how long it is, but the sudden and strange changes that are silent and sudden.

Xu Chichuan was a little confused, obviously he didn't have any before.

"The thread was broken once, and two were missing," Mu Shihai said suddenly, "This is how it looks like it was reconnected."

"How do you usually wear it?"

"Locked in a drawer."

In fact, this is the first time he has started again after a seven-year absence since he went abroad.

"Then," Xu Chichuan obviously misunderstood his meaning, his eyes dimmed, "buy a new one?"

"No, the man shook his head, stretched out his hand and pinched his nose: "That's it. "

"As long as it is."

There was a warm touch on his forehead, Xu Chichuan was startled, and when he stepped back, he stepped on the ground, and the man had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled him back to hug him.

The fear in his eyes was so clear that people could see it clearly, Mu Shihai let go of his hand, and lightly brushed his trouser legs: "Go upstairs."

"go to bed early."

"Good night."

"Good night."

The moment he watched the person disappear at the corner of the corridor, Mu Shihai's face slowly sank, and he dialed a series of numbers.

"Hey?"

"Yes, it's me."

"I am back."

The other side seemed to be very emotional, and the greetings that needed to be silenced and coded lasted for nearly a minute. Mu Shihai held the phone and listened to him without moving, and then said: "Can we talk now?"

Xu Chichuan couldn't remember how he got upstairs, as if separated by a thick layer of frosted glass, a blank mist suddenly rose and covered his entire eyeballs. Wechat saw a golden profile picture marked with more than ten unread messages, and after clicking on it, it was Mu Shihai.

It wasn't golden either, it was a glow refracted by the setting sun on the sea surface, illuminating the mountains in the distance.

He didn't know when it was added.

Each line is full of long text, to the effect that he wants to rest well, don't think too much, and wait for him to have breakfast together tomorrow.

He said hello and good night.

After returning, he felt that this scene was a bit similar. He suddenly remembered that it seemed a long time ago that he was the one who poked the conversation box on QQ chat and chattered and kept sending messages. He was often the one who typed a bunch of words and sent them. The head Mu Shihai would only send an um, or a simple sentence of understanding.

Xu Chichuan felt that he was sober. The person he had been waiting for for seven years finally returned to his side, ending this lonely obsession; he also drove away a rival in love, although he hadn't figured out how to face Gao Shenyuan when he returned to the law firm Mu Shihai also gave him a card, telling him to meet up anytime in the future, and even had a chaotic intimacy on the sofa.

Very happy, very ending, like a perfect happy ending.

But why, when he touched his heart, he could only feel the flat beating, and the occasional weak ups and downs, but the joy and uncontrollable excitement that should be crying with joy were like a ship lost in the sea.

Why don't you feel it?

Where is it but a mistake?

He doesn't understand.

It shouldn't.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, gathering in the sky, spreading from the feet, completely blocking all escape routes, struggling and suffocating, suddenly saw a rusty knife on the ground, without any hesitation——

The severe pain woke up his eyes, and the fog suddenly dissipated in front of his eyes.The dark red liquid snaked down the arm and flowed over the wrist, wet the fingers and dripped onto the ground, splashing a bewitching flower, one drop, two drops, three drops, five drops...

The pain spread from the arms, bit the lip and tasted bloody unease, exhausted all strength to stop the body from shaking, but could not resist the suffocating struggle like drowning, the stiff back was forced to bend into a ball, and the heart seemed to have a big hole The sea water was poured into it with a whirr, and the last trace of air in the lungs was squeezed violently.

Xu Chichuan propped up his waist and took a big breath, opened the drawer with all his strength and took out a blue medicine box, picked up two pills and stuffed them into his mouth, the mixed blood swallowed them into his stomach together, then his shoulders loosened, his body lost his center of gravity, and he fell completely fell to the ground.

In a daze, he got the phone, and got through Wang Xu's number before his consciousness collapsed: "Hello? Xiao Chuan?"

As if covered with a thick layer of asphalt, his throat opened and closed and made a muddy sound. Wang Xu's heart suddenly tightened: "Where are you!"

"Stay, stay..."

"Are you sick?"

The voice got farther and farther away, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier. Xu Chichuan bit his lip, raised his head and slapped himself hard: "Yes..."

"Have you harmed yourself?"

"Have……"

"Is there anyone around?"

"no no……"

"Don't panic," the man calmed down his fear temporarily, "Where's the medicine box? I taught you to put one on the table and under the cabinet;"

"Okay, I found it. Is the gauze tied together with the hemostatic bandage and cotton ball with medical tape in advance like I said?"

"Don't be afraid, take a deep breath, we can save ourselves..."

Under the instructions of the man, Xu Chichuan managed to deal with the wound with difficulty. Fortunately, the blade did not cut deep enough. Seeing that his consciousness was clearer than before, Wang Xu suddenly became serious: "Did something happen, or is it a new stimulus?"

Xu Chichuan leaned against the wardrobe, silent for a long time, so long that Wang Xu thought he had hung up: "Xiaochuan?"

"He is back."

It was so simple, but it shocked Wang Xu's heart.

"Xu Chichuan."

His tone suddenly became harsh.

"You didn't tell him about the depression?"