Fake is true

The weather was getting colder, and the clothes Mu Zhou brought from home were not thick enough, so he bought a few sets online, and it would take the next day at the earliest.Mu Zhou went out with his hat on, the cold wind rushed from his neck all the way to his whole body, he went back to the house quickly, goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Quickly went upstairs to search, rummaged through the wardrobe and suitcase, but Mu Zhou did not find any trace of the scarf in it. He didn't think so thoroughly when he came, and brought everything in a hurry.

Just thinking about whether to change into a suit with a collar, the aunt poked her head out of the study and asked him, "Why is Xiao Zhou running back?"

"It's too cold, I'm looking for clothes."

"It's really cold. I drove here in the morning and my hands were numb." She smiled and said, "Fortunately, when my granddaughter came over two days ago, her gloves fell into my bag, so I just let me wear them."

"Ah, it's good if it's not cold." Mu Zhou still propped his hands in the suitcase, and he stuffed the fleece turtleneck sweater into the bottom of the suitcase for no reason. , took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Yan Fangsheng, but after seeing the time, he was worried that he would not be able to wait for his reply, so he dialed a number instead.

The phone continued to make calls, and Mu Zhou was very disturbed when he heard the beeping sound. He was afraid of disturbing Yan Fangsheng, and also afraid that he would not answer. He continued to dial for more than 40 seconds. Mu Zhou didn't dare to wait any longer. He moved his finger to the bottom of the screen to hang up , the other end picked up quickly.

"Mu Zhou?"

Mu Zhou's hand trembled, and he pressed the speaker by mistake. Yan Fangsheng's voice was amplified from the earpiece, and the slightly hoarse voice fell into Mu Zhou's ears without missing a beat.

"Brother." Mu Zhou hastily turned off the speaker, stood up, went to the window and opened it, allowing the cold wind to flow into the room through the gap to take away the heat from his front door.

"What happened?" Yan Fang asked.

"No, no," Mu Zhou repeatedly denied, and his gaze stayed on the small garden downstairs. He scratched his neck and lowered his head, rubbing his fingers against the window frame, "I just wanted to ask my brother... can I borrow your scarf?" .”

Mu Zhou exhaled, the white mist dispersed in the air, and said softly, "It's too cold today, I didn't bring a scarf, and... I didn't have time to buy it."

"The cloakroom on the third floor, pick it yourself."

Mu Zhou smiled, "Thank you brother."

Putting his tongue against the tip of his teeth, Mu Zhou heard Yan Fang's voice asking, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes!" Mu Zhou hurriedly said.

"You said."

"Brother, is it cold over there?"

"It's not cold, it's in an air-conditioned room."

"Oh, brother, pay attention to your body."

"it is good."

"Then I'll hang up first."

"Bye-Bye."

After the call ended, Mu Zhou didn't hang up the phone for a long time. He held the phone to his ear, but unexpectedly found that the other party didn't hang up either.

There was a light breathing sound in the ear, and the pause lasted for three or four seconds. Mu Zhou couldn't hold it back and said, "Brother, why don't you hang up?"

Yan Fangsheng did not hesitate, and said slowly, "Didn't you say you go first?"

"Oh." Mu Zhou pursed his lips to restrain his smile, "Then I'll go to class right away, bye bye."

"Bye-Bye."

This time he finally hung up, turned around and closed the suitcase, and Mu Zhou started to run up to the third floor.

Mu Zhou had been to all the rooms on the third floor, except Yan Fangsheng's bedroom, because the other party didn't use it often, and he didn't often go upstairs, so the doors were usually closed.

Standing still in front of the door, Mu Zhou took a few breaths.

He had never seen the scene inside, so he hesitated.But the daydream of entering the private domain seems to be of little importance under the impact of not much time, so Mu Zhou just thought for a moment before stretching out his hand and unlocking the door.He forced himself not to be attracted by other items in the room, but he still couldn't match his selfish desires and took a few more glances.

From the furnishings to the decoration style, from the bedding to a miscellaneous book beside the bed, Mu Zhou quickly entered the cloakroom after a quick glance, as if the behavior of only peeking and then hurriedly skipping over could guarantee the purity of his purpose of coming in.

He just... wanted to borrow a scarf.

With this in mind, Mu Zhou walked quickly to the dressing room, where Yan Fangsheng's suits, shirts and shoes were neatly arranged, sorted by color and format, and there were a large number of them.

Not seeing the scarf in a conspicuous place, Mu Zhou pushed open the wooden cabinet doors one by one, and finally caught a glimpse of the scarf.

Apart from scarves, the closet is filled with trinkets, ties, cufflinks, watches, decorative rings and perfume.

Without squinting, Mu Zhou took a gray knitted scarf and wrapped it around the full-length mirror in front of him.

He wore a thick coat under his school uniform, and he looked even more bloated after wearing a scarf.Wrap the scarf twice to cover half of the face, cover the hair and the scarf, and only the eyes and the bridge of the nose can be seen in the mirror.

Looking at the dressing mirror again and again, Mu Zhou closed the cabinet door, then carefully buried his face in the soft scarf and took a deep breath, the air passed through the scarf into the nostrils, and there was a very faint bitter smell coming. Mu Zhou couldn't describe the specific smell, and he didn't know whether the smell on the scarf was due to the evaporation of perfume in the closet or whether Yan Fangsheng had worn it before.

After a few more sniffs, Mu Zhou was a little addicted to the smell, but he suddenly thought of something and raised his eyes, and after looking around at the top, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Fangsheng didn't install anti-theft monitoring in the locker room, but he still couldn't help being stirred up by the thought just now.

Suspending his mind, Mu Zhou left the locker room, not daring to hesitate any longer this time, he quickly left Yan Fangsheng's room and closed the door tightly.

"Who are you calling?" Zheng Chang took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair, and put a board of sticks on the table to ask Linda to buy it. After a bottle was opened, Zheng Chang shook it with his hand, but there was no movement , is empty.

Unwilling to give up, he took a sip through the straw, and the straw made a noise when it came into contact with the air, so Zheng Chang threw the empty bottle into the trash can at hand.

"Mu Zhou."

"You two usually call so frequently?" Zheng Chang asked curiously.

"Frequently?"

"My dad and I can't fight twice a month, and every time he thinks I'm annoying."

"I'm not his father." Yan Fang corrected.

"That's not the same."

Zheng Chang removed another straw and inserted it into Shuangwaiwai and pushed it to Yan Fangsheng, "A bottle?"

"Don't drink."

"I don't have a childhood." Zheng Chang shook his head, feeling that Yan Fangsheng was not blessed to endure it, so he collapsed on the back of the chair with his hands in his hands, and took two big gulps.

Yan Fangsheng moved the adjustable wheelchair to the table, turned on the computer, and asked casually, "Transformed? Back to basics."

"Bringed by Zhang Cheng." Zheng Chang blinked, "He's hanging out with Linda now, pleasing me all day long, and he wants to do that project desperately."

"Take a drink to please you?"

Zheng Chang shook his hand, "I asked him to buy a bottle of drink when he came to my house to deliver the documents. You've seen the store downstairs. It's almost smashed into your hands if it can't be opened. There aren't many drinks, so he bought a bottle of cool. Crooked."

Yan Fang fell silent, not knowing what was going on in the minds of these two people.

Zheng Chang was quite eager to talk, so he pinched Shuangwaiwai in his hand and said, "Send the documents at one o'clock in the middle of the night, do you think you are respectful or not?"

Yan Fangsheng didn't answer, just looked up at him.

Zheng Chang was inexplicably stared at by him, straightened his back and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? It's weird."

Yan Fangsheng gently opened his thin lips, "Are you sure you are still heterosexual? I thought you would only let Linda do this kind of thing."

"I have been straight for more than 30 years and can still bend."

"I hope." Yan Fangsheng casually responded.

"Gays are all gay." Zheng Chang muttered.

"No."

Zheng Chang got excited, with his arms propped up on his thighs, he leaned over and asked, "I heard that you all have gay people?"

"That's called intuition."

"So Zhang Cheng is gay?"

Yan Fangsheng glanced at him.

Zheng Chang lazily leaned back in his chair, "Just curious."

"Not straight." Yan Fang said.

Zheng Chang had expected his answer, but he was still shocked. After thinking about it, he calmed down again, "Fortunately, his internship period is coming to an end."

"how?"

"The motives are not pure, I thought he was purely a fan." Zheng Chang smiled: "Who knew he wanted to be a little proprietress."

Yan Fangsheng was speechless.

"The second in command of the company and the little industrial prince, you two are a perfect match."

"You two are more suitable." Yan Fangsheng hurriedly scanned the electronic contract on the computer screen, and closed the computer after seeing the end.

"Persuading people to engage in lightning strikes at the base." Zheng Chang threw the empty bottle of Shuangwaiwai into the trash can, and the thin surface of the bucket was beaten up and down, and it stabilized after turning twice on the ground.

Zheng Chang put on a suit jacket, "Let's go, visit the TV station."

The timing of the temperature drop was unlucky. City Z felt cooler than City S. The thickest thing Linda packed in a small suitcase was only a coat. Seeing the usually smiling assistant was so cold that her teeth were chattering, Zheng Chang temporarily changed the route and asked the driver who came to pick him up to drive the car to the mall to buy some thick clothes first.

"No, it will be hot in a while." Linda sat in the passenger seat, sticking her finger on the air vent of the air conditioner.

"I'm pointing at you to fight wine at night, how can I drink when I have a cold?" Zheng Chang didn't care at all about exposing his exploitative attributes.

Yan Fangsheng sneered, and the driver and Linda also laughed.

The driver drove the car to the nearest shopping mall. Linda looked out from the inside of the car and said, "Can I be reimbursed? I'm usually reluctant to buy such an expensive one."

She blinked, her eyes were curved, revealing a small dimple.

"I'll report the private account to you."

"Boss is arrogant." Linda opened the car door after she got the words, "Give me 10 minutes."

After speaking, Linda got out of the car, and her back quickly disappeared in the crowd.

Zheng Chang propped his forehead, turned his head to look at Yan Fangsheng, looked from the car magazine in his hand to his suit.

"Would you like to buy one too?"

"Personal account reimbursement?" Yan Fangsheng turned a page of the car magazine.

"That won't work." Zheng Chang took out a cigarette and opened the window, and handed one to both Yan Fangsheng and the driver, "I'll only reimburse the beauties."

Yan Fangsheng took his cigarette and lit it, a scarlet flame burst out, and he opened the window.

"Didn't you tell the TV station what time it was?"

"No, why?"

"Then wait a little longer." Yan Fangsheng closed the car magazine and threw it to Zheng Chang, opened the door and got out of the car.

"What are you doing?"

"Buy some clothes." Yan Fang said.

"I really won't reimburse you!"

"I bought it for Mu Zhou, you don't need to report it." Yan Fangsheng closed the car door.

Zheng Chang stared at the person walking away, and got out of the car to follow, "You said it earlier, I don't have money to buy clothes for the children, so I'm sorry."

"I didn't see how embarrassed you were."