The Fairy in Fast Time

[Edge] Bar, lobby.

Zigui lowered his eyes and stroked the cat in his arms. The earring on his left ear reflected a little silver light under the orange light.

Then, he stretched out his hand to take Wen Han's unfinished cocktail in his hand, and slowly stroked the cold glass rim with his fingertips, with an indifferent expression.

"Sir, he's here." A bartender leaned over and whispered in Zigui's ear, and left with the red wine.

Hearing this, Zigui raised his eyes to look at the man who was walking towards him, and suddenly a gentle and elegant smile rose from the corner of his lips.

"Hello."

The man approached Zigui and bowed to him, then said with a blank expression: "I have already got the things, I wonder if you want to fulfill the original promise first."

Zigui took out his mobile phone and showed the man a photo, which showed a little girl sleeping soundly.

And the moment the man saw the photo, his expression instantly became agitated. He almost trembled and said, "Where is she?"

Putting the phone aside, Zigui stroked the furry ears of the cat with his fingertips, "Your sister is very cute."

The man was breathing heavily, and he slammed a black USB flash drive on the coffee table, staring at Zigui who was talking and smiling, "This is the list of Mu Ziyuan's eyeliner, as you said, I will return her to you after you get the list." I!"

"Don't be so excited." Zigui picked up the ball of wool and teased the fold-eared cat, and said softly, "Did you ever regret it when you abandoned her in the orphanage?"

Hearing Zigui's words, the man was startled suddenly, his voice was hoarse, and he clenched his fists, "...me too, I have no choice."

"That's right, your sister's leg was broken in the orphanage just because of the necessity back then." Zigui pinched the folded-eared cat's pad, his dark brown eyes were calm and calm. Wang Sishui.

"I……"

The man closed his eyes in pain, all kinds of regret floating in his heart.

"I also have a younger brother..." Zigui lifted the fold-eared cat in front of his face, his brown eyes met the amber cat's eyes, and his thin lips slightly raised, "But unlike you, I was forced to do nothing. I was forcibly taken away from him..."

"Cheng Ke, you thought your sister was a burden at the time." Zigui kissed the cat's head lightly, his eyes were dark, and his words were soft.

Cheng Ke's body trembled suddenly.

"23, Building 815, Tianyun Jiayuan." Zigui said softly, his eyes shifted to Cheng Ke's body, and he opened his lips: "I think your sister will be very happy to see you."

***

The second floor of Mu's house.

Warm water sprayed out from the shower, and the white mist slowly gathered in this space, which was a little sticky.

Wen Han stretched out his hands to cover his ankles, and called out in a low voice: "Father..."

Mu Ziyuan's eyes became dark, and he knelt in front of Wen Han on one knee, glanced at his ankles covered with his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you so careless."

Wen Han silently lowered his head.

Seeing this, Mu Ziyuan casually turned off the switch of the shower, calmly picked up Wen Han and walked out of the bathroom, and put him on the bed.

"The previous injury hasn't healed yet, and a new injury has been added." Mu Ziyuan said in a low voice, opened Wen Han's closet and found a dark blue bathrobe, and threw it on his bed.

Wen Han stared at Mu Ziyuan's back, pursed his lips and continued to remain silent.

"Take off."

Standing by the bed, Mu Ziyuan uttered a word lightly, causing Wen Han to pause.

Immediately, Wen Han took the bathrobe, hesitated for a while, and took off his shirt directly, with a bold and unrestrained gesture.

Drops of water slowly flowed down his neck, slid over his collarbone, and disappeared into his fair chest. His gaze involuntarily stayed on the two light brown spots on his chest for a few seconds. Mu Ziyuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he turned to face Walking to the bathroom, the voice was hoarse: "I'm going to get the hair dryer."

So, Wen Han took off his pants silently and put on his bathrobe.

Not long after, Mu Ziyuan approached Wen Han with a hair dryer, his dark eyes clearly reflected the young man's figure, he just looked at Wen Han for two seconds, raised his left leg and knelt beside the bed,

"Come here a little."

Wen Han blinked, then moved his butt towards Mu Ziyuan.

The man's bony fingers shuttled through the black and soft hair, and his fingertips touched his scalp one after another. The slightly scorching wind blew past his ears, making Wen Han drowsy.

……so comfy.

The sleepiness kept teasing Wen Han's nerves, causing his body to lean towards Mu Ziyuan involuntarily, and then gently closed his eyes.

Just... for a moment.

"Sleepy?"

Feeling the weight of his palm, Mu Ziyuan asked in a low voice, but he didn't hear Wen Han's answer.

After turning off the hair dryer and putting it on the bedside table, he bent down and looked at the boy's sleeping face, and was silent for a while.

The sun falls on the ground from the window, and there are crisp birdsong, carrying the breath of summer.

In Mu Ziyuan's nearly 30 years of life, he has never experienced the tranquility of time, but now...

Mu Ziyuan gently supported Wen Han, who had fallen into a deep sleep, to lie down on the bed, took out the ointment and gently applied it to the young man's swollen ankle, his mind was full of thoughts.

His fingertips gently slid across his fair calf, Mu Ziyuan closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He slowly moved and lay on Wen Han's side, and painted the sleeping face of the boy with his eyes, his eyes were peaceful.

***

Eight o'clock in the evening, [Edge] box.

Mu Nian gently lifted the cap off the beer with a bottle opener, and then directly poured it in a big gulp.

The bitterness of the beer flowed down his throat, Mu Nian leaned on the back of the sofa, and let out a breath slowly.

"It's better for students to drink less alcohol."

The man in a black loose T-shirt folded his legs and poured himself a glass of red wine with a soft voice.

"Whispering." Mu Nian replied impatiently, then raised his head and took another big gulp.

Seeing this, Zigui gently shook the red wine glass, and raised the corner of his lips, "Actually, you don't need to be so anxious."

"You are the heir of the Mu family. This is an unchanging fact. When you take over the power of the Mu family one by one, it will be much more convenient to control Mu Ziyuan in your own hands." Zigui looked at Mu Nian , with a gentle smile, "And you are taking such a big risk to cooperate with me now, aren't you afraid of things being exposed?"

"Heh." Mu Nian sneered, with madness and determination in his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice, "I can't wait that long..."

"I will ask him out at seven o'clock on Sunday night in two weeks' time, and for a while, sir, please tear off his eyeliner." Mu Nian gripped the beer bottle tightly, and said in a low voice, "There are some eyeliners in those eyeliners." He has the secret contract of the Mu family's black business, if he can control these, he will control more than half of the Mu family's business."

"I'll help you get An Han, and you help me get Mu Ziyuan." Mu Nian raised the corners of his lips, his expression gloomy, "That's great."

Hearing this, Zigui chuckled lightly, noncommittal, "Actually, I'd like to know how you found Cheng Ke's sister. His sister must have drowned five years ago, didn't she?"

"I never said that it was his own sister." Mu Nian said with a cold expression, "It's just a substitute for plastic surgery, but I told you before that her sister's leg was broken in the orphanage. , I have sent someone to investigate the orphanage."

"As for how I know, I happened to pick up a photo of Cheng Ke accidentally dropped out of his purse, so I asked someone to check it." Mu Nian smiled mockingly, "I just used his sister's name to threaten me a little bit. After touching him, he betrayed without hesitation, so the so-called loyalty is nothing more than that."

Zigui took a sip of the red wine, and the mellow aroma spread in his mouth. He squinted his eyes and asked in a soft voice: "Then, what do you want to do when you ask Mu Ziyuan out?"

Mu Nian rested his head on the back of the sofa, stared at the ceiling with distant eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "...If you can't get his heart, at least try to get someone who can get him."

"At that time, I have to trouble Mr. to take action and trip the bodyguard in the dark of my father."

Zigui squinted his eyes, and calmly looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of him.

In his opinion, the young man's idea is really whimsical. If he wants to use a more modern word to describe it, it would be Secondary School.

But he didn't intend to remind anything, anyway, the plot line of this world is coming to an end...

Moreover, he didn't seem to have time to remind someone.

Thinking of this, Zigui couldn't help sighing softly.