brand on heart

Back home, Mu Qing had already returned, sitting in the living room talking on the phone with someone, while the night wind from high above was whizzing through the French windows.

When Shi Yan walked into the living room and saw him, the creepy feeling in her heart, like being crawled by a cold mollusc, slowly dissipated.

Seeing that his face was pale and still in shock, Mu Qing said a few words to the phone to quickly end the call, stood up, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shaking his head, Shi Yan raised a stiff smile, "No, it's all right." What are you doing, do you want to seek his comfort?

Mu Qing raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth, saw that he was insincere, did not ask any further questions, and stretched his arms to embrace him in his arms, "I came back so late, does the class take so long?"

Shi Yan deeply absorbed the calm fragrance on his body, relaxed her tense nerves, and leaned over, "Yeah."

Mu Qing touched his cold hand, lowered his head to help him wipe off the cold sweat on his palm, noticed the purple-red bruise on his wrist under the shirt, his face sank, "What's going on?"

When Shi Yan turned her head and saw the injury on her wrist, remembering Lu Jingyang's eyes and words, she trembled nervously, feeling sick again in her heart.

Withdrawing his hand, he said unnaturally: "It's nothing, I met a crazy passerby on the way back, and I was accidentally caught."

Mu Qing stared at him in silence for two seconds, and said, "I think as a top student of S University, I should have a smarter excuse."

Such obvious finger marks, such obvious lies, blind people don't understand what's going on.

Shi Yan was blushed by what he said, and thought that no matter how gentle and considerate this person was to him, he would just treat him as a plaything after all, "You don't need to remind me again and again. I know my identity very well."

Lu Wanyu had just experienced a family accident and was about to take an exam. Shi Yan didn't want to leave so suddenly that he couldn't accept it. At least, let him resign after his emotions stabilized.

Shi Yan grew up in a single-parent family, so she understands the psychological immaturity and fragility of children at this age.

At that time, I was alone and helpless, but now I can help others a little bit, why can't I extend my hand?

As for Lu Jingyang, I hope he just went crazy tonight, on a whim, otherwise——

Not feeling comfortable with his sensibleness, Mu Qing sneered and said, "It's best to be like this!"

The two faced each other in silence for a while, and Shi Yan whispered, "I'm going to wash up."

Mu Qing frowned, turned around and sat back on the sofa to play with her mobile phone.

During this period of time, they have been getting along very well. Shi Yan's personality is not lively, but she is gentle and soft. She usually speaks in a low voice and calmly. Mu Qing is also happy to be in the same room with such a person, comfortable and at ease.

only--

There is one thing about getting along with smart people that is the worst.

They are too sober, too self-aware, and they clearly know what they want and what they should do.

Except for the first few days, during the following period, Shi Yan quickly and accurately positioned her identity, and was just right for him to be gentle and considerate, with just the right amount of verbal care, neither crossing the line nor being too alienated.

Mu Qing knew that he should be more patient, but after all, it was a matter of heart, and it was inevitable that he would lose his position in many cases.

After looking at the phone for a while, he threw it on the sofa irritably, got up, found the medical kit, and carried it upstairs in anger.

When Shiyan came out of the bathroom, she was wiping her hair with a dry towel on her head. She didn't notice the angry person leaning against the door, and her face twitched in pain when she was dragged to the edge of the bed by her hand and sat down.

Mu Qing let go of his hand immediately, and yelled at him fiercely: "Do you know it hurts?"

Looking down at his wrist, it was swollen, which shows how much strength the other party used when grasping.

Shiyan put down the towel, lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes fluttered gently under the light, and her beautiful lips were tightly closed with aggrieved eyes. Mu Qing was so distressed when she saw it, she opened the medicated oil and rubbed it for him, saying: "Hold on!" It will hurt a little, rub the bruise and it will go away faster."

"Sorry, First Young Master Mu, I will definitely pay attention in the future."

After all, he sold it. This body is no longer at his disposal.

Ah!

What an irony!

"Shut up!" Mu Qing stared again, carefully blowing and rubbing on his wrist.

Shi Yan raised her eyes to see the serious and careful appearance of the other party, feeling tightness in her chest for no reason.

Mu Qing stopped and helped him put down the sleeves of his pajamas to cover his wrists, which made his wrists feel slightly hot. He still looked distressed.

A slightly pungent and cool smell lingered in the air, Shi Yan withdrew his hand, and water droplets fell on the back of Mu Qing's hand without drying his hair.

He packed up the medicine box, picked up the towel that fell on the bed sheet, and muttered: "If you don't dry your hair, you will catch a cold."

The action seemed rough but gently dried Shiyan's hair.

Shi Yan held his wrist and raised her head, "Master Mu, your mother must love you very much, right?"

His personality definitely did not grow up in an environment that lacks love, because not all people know how to care for others, but Mu Qing can do these things with ease.

There was no beginning or end of the sentence, and Mu Qing didn't ask what he meant, so he nodded lightly, "Yeah. It's a pity that I always let her down."

Shi Yan smiled, how could she be disappointed?

When Mu Qing came out of the shower, Shi Yan was already lying on the bed.

It's almost eleven o'clock.

Turn off the light and climb into bed.

An inexplicable quarrel, obviously without a bad word, made both of them feel uncomfortable.

For the first time, Mu Qing didn't pester him while sleeping.

Shi Yan consciously turned his back to him. Tomorrow is the shift at the bar. He has no thoughts or energy to worry about what happened tonight.

The people behind kept turning over.

In a daze, one hand rested on his waist and slightly pushed him away.

Shi Yan also turned over, and the whole person was embraced in a warm embrace. After waking up for a moment, she opened her eyes and took a look, then closed them again.

Mu Qing put his hands and feet on him and tightly entangled him, holding his hand that smelled of medicine and covering his chest: "Does your hand still hurt?"

I thought the person in my arms wouldn't answer, but in the darkness, there was a low voice from my chest: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Only then was Mu Qing satisfied, smashing his mouth, muttering, "You are mine!"

The waist was hugged tightly and domineeringly, clinging to Mu Qing's body, the heat of the body was transmitted to each other.

For such a brief moment, Shi Yan felt her heart beating abnormally fast, so she could only quietly bury her face deeper in Mu Qing's pajamas.

Fortunately, after Lu Jingyang went crazy that night, when Shiyan went to Lu's house for class, Lu Jingyang automatically revealed the matter and didn't mention it again, but occasionally, during Lu Wanyu's class, he would suddenly appear in the study, sitting Work quietly.

Shi Yan could feel the greedy and undisguised gaze of the other party on her, but before the layer of paper was completely pierced, she pretended to be deaf and dumb, and secretly planned to resign after this period of time passed.

After working at the bar for nearly a month, I gradually got used to it. Although I still didn't get enough sleep in the morning and couldn't get up on time to make breakfast, but Mu Qing made breakfast, and Shi Yan consciously made dinner whenever he had time.

The aunt who is in charge of housekeeping at home has practiced some martial arts skills, and has lived in that house for more than a month. The tabletops and furnishings in the house are spotless, but she has never seen half a person film.

The Dragon Boat Festival school holiday is three days, the bar arranges people to work overtime automatically, and the salary is three times the usual. After discussing with Meng Yun, Shi Yan and Meng Yun decided to go to work for three days. Anyway, he is still young, so he can spend a lot of time to go out and play in the future. What matters now is Make money first.

On Thursday afternoon, Yan asked for leave with Lu Jingyang and Mu Qing to go to the nursing home to spend the holiday with grandma. After lunch the next day, they drove back to Binhai by car.

Mu Qing went home for the holidays and left him a refrigerator full of zongzi.

I cooked a few zongzi at random to fill my stomach and went to work.

I originally thought that there would not be many people coming to the bar today during the holidays, who knew it would be even more popular.

By nine o'clock in the evening, the entire bar was packed, and the loud music made the walls tremble.

Shi Yan and Jason Xiaohui were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground, and the people in charge of accompanying the drinks said they were too busy.

"Shi Yan, send the wine in Room 115, there is a rush." ​​Jason came back and picked up the drink ordered by the customer and said to Shi Yan before turning around.

Shi Yan looked at the wine list on the bar, and the bartender had already mixed the wine. It was a few high-strength cocktails, and he also ordered two cases of foreign wine. It seemed that he would have to drink for a long time.

Greeted Xiaohui who came back and counted the wine together and sent it over.

Xiaohui slapped her back hard twice, and complained irritably, "Damn it, I'm not a wine accompaniment, so I'm so disgusting with my hands and feet."

The bar waiter was often raped, and Shi Yan was very angry at first, but she has gotten used to it recently, regardless of men and women, they are actually lustful.

"Jason, that guy is bullying you again. He obviously ordered 115 himself, so why do you have to deliver it." Helping Shiyan put the wine away, Xiaohui glared at Shiyan.

Shi Yan said indifferently: "At this time, he has no thoughts, he is so busy."

Just as he was talking, another call came from the walkie-talkie to patrol the hallway, and room 115 was called again.

Xiaohui pursed her lips, "Let's go."

"I don't know why it takes so long for Peggy and the others to enter the box. They like to get tired of customers so much. They might as well tell the boss to change jobs."

Anyway, the intercom turned off the sound, and Shi Yan couldn't help complaining as she followed behind.

When they came to Room 115, the people inside who were blushing from drinking and thick necks were pushing open the door and came out to urge them. When they saw them, they immediately retreated into the room and shouted: "Here we come, Mr. Lu, I'm willing to bet and accept defeat. You can't run away!"

"Come, come, just move the wine in instead of moving to the cubicle." The middle-aged man pushed Shi Yan into the box with his tongue out, "Everything is open!"

"Mr. Lu, I have to settle the score with you today. Look at how many times you have run away. This time, we finally caught you!"

Xiaohui knelt down on one knee, and said sweetly to the bosses on the sofa: "The wine you want." After placing all the wine, she asked with a smile: "Is there anything else you need?"

Several bosses hugged left and right, some brought them by themselves, and some accompanied the young master and lady provided by the bar.

"The little girl looks good, don't go out, come and sit with brother." Someone pulled Xiaohui onto the sofa to make room for the person next to him, "Mr. Lu, come, this is for you, the pure type, Better than heavy makeup."

"Oh, Mr. Chen, how can you say that, we sisters also want to be pure and pure, as well as coquettish and coquettish."

The few wine companions were not happy, and they booed one after another, wanting to pour wine for Mr. Chen.

Shi Yan opened two cases of foreign wine in the corner, took four bottles and put them on the coffee table.

Inadvertently raised his eyes.

The box was filled with smog and the lights were not very bright. Originally, it was impossible to see the faces of people clearly, but they met the eyes of the person at the back of the sofa.

The man saw his eyes lit up, "Hey - this is not bad!"

Without waiting for Shi Yan to react, the man quickly got up and pulled him, at the same time a familiar voice came in, "Shi Yan?!"

Shi Yan was grabbed and dragged onto the sofa, halfway stopped by a person next to him, who held his wrist, raised his eyes, and said in surprise, "Mr. Lu!"

Behind the dance floor is a couple hugging and singing. They pay attention to the sentiment and turn the KTV sound very low.

Shi Yan's voice was soft, and she stood cleanly among a bunch of messy people, looking so different.

Lu Jingyang was so heartbroken seeing this, he turned his head to the person holding Shi Yan and said, "Young Master Mu, can you give up your love?"

When Shi Yan heard this young master Mu, his heart skipped a beat, but when he looked carefully, it was not Mu Qing, but a person wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked a little like Mu Qing.

Hearing the words, the man looked at Lu Jingyang unceremoniously, and asked in an arrogant tone, "Boss Lu knows you?"

Lu Jingyang said kindly: "It happens to be my child's tutor." While speaking, his eyes fell on Shi Yan, but his eyes were fiery and wanton.

Mu Chunhao squinted his eyes, pointed to a cup on the table that would cost you three thousand lives, and said, "That's fine, you drink this, and I'll give it to you."

Shi Yan whispered to Lu Jingyang: "Mr. Lu, I'm still at work, can I—"

Lu Jingyang bent down to pick up the glass of spirits, poured his head up and pulled Shiyan into his arms, "Thanks to Young Master Mu for giving up his love, let's see if there is anything else you like—"

"Snapped!"

When Shiyan was hugged tightly by Lu Jingyang, Xiaohui, who was next to him while struggling, suddenly slapped Mr. Chen and cried, "Where are you touching? You bastard!"

As he spoke, he impulsively picked up a glass of wine from the table and poured it on Mr. Chen's face.

"Hey!" The other bosses immediately became interested, "What a fierce temper!"

"I like!"

"Mr. Chen, beauty smells good, is it cool?"

Mr. Chen was slapped and poured a glass of wine, and he was not annoyed at all. The lady next to him hurriedly wiped his face with a wide smile, "Damn it, I like this one, brothers , no one will rob me tonight, I want to get this girl!"

Xiaohui got up to run, but was pushed back to Mr. Chen by the people next to her.

Shi Yan saw someone locked the box door.

Grabbing Lu Jingyang nervously, "Mr. Lu, this is not good for you!"

Lu Jingyang had a drink and killed you. It really almost killed you. Now your feet are floating, and when you hugged her, Yan collapsed on the sofa and pressed you under him, "What's wrong? Huh?"

Shi Yan glanced at the so-called First Young Master Mu who was staring at them intently, feeling extremely guilty, and pushed Lu Jingyang hard, "Mr. Lu, you are drunk! And our boss doesn't allow waiters to drink with you!"

"You say I'm drunk, so how do I know if you're a waiter or a hostess?" Lu Jingyang pretended to be crazy, pinched Shi Yan's chin with a smirk, and leaned forward with his head bowed.

Shi Yan tilted her head to dodge, and heard Xiaohui's cry for help.

"Shiyan save me! Save me!"

At this time, Xiaohui was pushed around by several bosses, drank alcohol and made money, and her clothes were disheveled.

Pushing away Lu Jingyang, who was leaning on her body, Shi Yan got up sideways on the sofa, and turned on the walkie-talkie stuck on her waist, "Sister Sasha, Sister Sasha, 115——"

One hand suddenly snatched the walkie-talkie, turned it off and threw it on the carpet of the box, "Mr. Lu, why can't you let go of your hands and feet tonight, you were not pushed away so easily in the past!"