Mr. Jiang's little trick

Jiang Lin's knuckles were distinct and slender, and his palm was warm. When he held Cheng Mu's cold fingers, the warmth seemed to be transmitted into his heart.

In previous winters, when Cheng Mu was cold, he liked to sneak into Jiang Lin's arms, put his warm hands on his face, and rub it like a piglet.

Since that incident, he has been afraid of physical contact with people, and he will be nervous and afraid in crowded places, but the miraculous thing is that now that Jiang Lin is holding his hand, all he feels is Peace of mind and love.

But before he could continue greedily absorbing this touching warmth, Jiang Lin had already withdrawn his hand. Cheng Mu woke up suddenly, and withdrew his hand shiveringly, like a frightened bird, lowering its eyes and not daring to look at anyone. .

Did Jiang Lin find out?He must have found out!

My ex-boyfriend, who has been separated for many years, is so shamelessly reluctant to let go of his hand when we meet for the first time, he must think I am very annoying.

But fortunately, he didn't know about that. If he knew, he would feel disgusted if he touched his hand...

Cheng Mu was full of surprises and doubts, all kinds of emotions lingered in his heart, and he had no time to worry about his pale face and trembling body.

These actions of his were clearly seen by Jiang Lin. The guy who used to be lively and cheerful and wished to go to heaven was now so cautious and cautious. Such an abrupt change made Jiang Lin frown involuntarily.

Just when the two were thinking about what the other was thinking, the monitor began to invite everyone to the table for dinner, and kindly arranged the two classmates who had just resolved their grievances to sit together.

Shi Pei was dragged to another table, so while waiting for the food to be served, Cheng Mu could only smile dryly while responding to the monitor's greetings while looking forward with a stiff back.

Because the eyes of the person on the left are so direct and enthusiastic, it's hard for Cheng Mu not to notice.

He started to get scared again. Why did Jiang Lin look at him? Was he still bothered by the handshake just now?

Do you want to say sorry to him?

Just when Cheng Mu was so nervous and blamed himself that his heart was about to burst, the waiters walked in smoothly, and one of them was still standing among them serving the food, successfully blocking Jiang Lin's gaze.

Cheng Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Cheng Mu couldn't be seen, Jiang Lin went to look at others. Shi Pei at the opposite table had been glancing towards them since the banquet started, with vigilant and worried eyes.

What is she afraid of?What is Cheng Mu afraid of?

He has only been away for five years, what happened during this period?

Jiang Lin withdrew his eyes, stopped looking at the two of them, and secretly calculated in his heart.

After the food was served, after a few mouthfuls, a group of people stood up and clinked glasses with each other. Cheng Mu didn't know how to drink, so he took a sip while sitting in his seat without saying a word.

The squad leader was called to the next table. Cheng Mu lowered his head and ate the white rice as if chewing on wax. He had no appetite at all. He only hoped that the party would end quickly and he wanted to go home.

There was a burst of sky-shattering laughter in front of him. When he heard the voice of the squad leader, Cheng Mu looked up curiously. When he lowered his head again, the disc just stopped, and a familiar dish appeared. in front of him.

Two vegetable leaves are placed on a white dinner plate, and a pile of golden and crispy deep-fried small meatballs are placed on the vegetable leaves.

Cheng Mu's eyes widened and he covered his mouth suddenly, painful memories exploded in his mind instantly.

"Mumu, don't you like little meatballs the most? Why don't you eat them?"

"What's wrong? Is it because my cooking is not as delicious as Jiang Lin's?"

"Hey, open your mouth, don't force me to do it."

In the dimly lit room, the man's deep and paranoid voice and the oil that was forcefully stuffed into his mouth were one of the factors that constituted Cheng Mu's nightmares for many years.

A wave of nausea surged into his heart, and Cheng Mu stood up almost like crazy, covered his mouth and ran out staggeringly, heading straight for the bathroom at the end of the corridor.