Dr. Mu gently teases

In the afternoon, Mei Yue sent Cheng Hao away, and ran to the balcony to try to influence Chacha with kindness.

He opened the can of fish and threw it to Chacha, watching it gobble it up, his heart ached.

"Let's see if you dare to eat his fish in the future."

"200 million! How do you want me to accompany you?"

"If you want to eat fish in the future, tell me, don't we have canned fish?"

"Then Arowana looks pretty good. It doesn't have any salt, it's so thin, and it's fishy all over. How can there be canned fish that tastes good, don't you think?"

Mei Yue kept chattering in front of Chacha, until the kitten finished eating the canned fish in front of him, licked his nose, and happily called "Xiao."

Mei Yue remembered that she was going home for dinner at night, so she went back to the living room with tea in her arms, looked at the fish tank opposite the entrance, thought for a while, and decisively threw the cat to the balcony.

Seeing Chacha's pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it, thinking that Mu Zhiqi had his own recliner in the grocery room, although it was a little out of place with the furniture here, it's okay to make do with it first.

So he went to the grocery store and found a folded bamboo recliner, which had not been used for three days, and the recliner was covered with a layer of floating soil.

He put the reclining chair on the balcony, Chacha jumped on it consciously, immediately rolled over on her stomach, and lay down, Mei Yue looked at Chacha's rude look, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Was what he just said in vain?

Play the piano to the cat?

Hey!

Mei Yue ignored the tea for the time being, closed the balcony door, found a rag from the bathroom, and wiped the recliner up and down, inside and out.

After he was done, Mei Yue returned to the balcony with his mobile phone and laptop in his arms, pushed Chacha aside, and sat on it comfortably. The kitten also habitually leaned against his feet lazily basking in the sun.

The scenery in April is warm and the years are quiet. It seems that time has returned to his single days before marriage.

Mei Yue was thinking about going home at night, put the notebook on his lap, picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment, and called his father Mei Cheng.

Mei Cheng seemed to be very busy, and only picked up the phone when it was about to hang up automatically.

"Hey, it's more and more." Mei Cheng's slightly sad voice came from the receiver.

Mei Yue held the phone, weighing how to say about him and Mu Zhiqi.

"Yue Yue, how are you doing lately?" Mei Cheng saw that Mei Yue had no intention of speaking and started to speak up. From his cheerful and high voice, it could be heard that he was in a good mood.

"It's good." Mei Yue's feelings for this father are a bit complicated. Before he was 12 years old, he had been looking forward to his father's love and to live with his father.But after living together, because of the harshness of his stepmother, his love for his father gradually became less intense than before.

Mei Cheng is good to him, but it's a pity that he is a henpecked person, and all the love for him is also sneaky.

Until now, it is difficult for Mei Yue to describe his feelings for Mei Cheng, whether he is more disappointed or expects more.

The matter between him and Mu Zhiqi always needs to be talked about, the more Mei thinks about it, it is better to tell Mei Cheng directly.

"I'm going back to dinner tonight."

Mei Yue could feel that the other party was taken aback, but this was not surprising, this was one of the few times he would take the initiative to go back to eat, after all, after entering university, he no longer lived in that house.

Mei Cheng's hands holding the phone trembled a little: "Okay, okay, I'll ask your Aunt Zhao to cook more delicious food."

Mei Yue: "Well, Dad, I'm married, I got a certificate, and I'm with the person you asked me to go on a blind date with."

The other party did not respond for a long time.

Mei Yue understood, and continued, "I'll take him back to meet you tonight."

Mei Yue thought that Mei Cheng was still the same as before, a nice guy, and he would always say what he said on the phone, and the other party would just say yes.

But after the abnormal silence, what Mei Yue heard was Mei Cheng's reprimand.

"Why are you in such a hurry, why didn't you say something before you got married!"

Mei Yue suddenly didn't know how to answer Dad's question.

Mei Cheng sighed: "Forget it, you can bring him over tonight."

Mei Yue's slightly throbbing heart was extinguished because of this sentence, he laughed at himself, what was he still looking forward to?

What's the use even if Mei Cheng hurts him?He is still afraid of his wife!

"Okay, I'll trouble you tonight." Mei Yue felt as if his heart had been hit by a muffled sound, and was so painful that he couldn't speak.

He hung up the phone hastily, put the computer next to the small tea table, lay down on the armrest of the recliner, and looked at the sky quietly.

The sky was clear and cloudless, the breeze was blowing on the face, the broken hair on the forehead was floating with the wind, and the eyes were full of melancholy.

That home is not 'home' after all.

Mei Yue was not in the mood for work, put away her phone, put her hands on her chest, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

Soon, Chacha slipped onto his stomach and found a comfortable position to sleep with him.

On an April day, Mei Yue was wearing unlined clothing. Even in the sun, he still felt very cold after falling asleep. It didn't take long for him to wake up from the cold, and the chacha on his body disappeared.

Mei Yue stood up in surprise, turned around to look for it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Chacha squatting in the corner of the glass door.

In the afternoon, Mu Zhiqi came back from the hospital with some gifts, and Mei Yue was already dressed and waiting at home.

Hearing the knock on the door, she shut Chacha out of the balcony and hurried to open the door.

Mu Zhiqi went back to the bedroom to change clothes, and asked Mei Yue to call home in advance.

After changing clothes and returning to the living room, Mu Zhiqi made Mei Yue's eyes shine.

Mu Zhiqi specially changed into a smoky gray suit and a black and white striped shirt tonight. The difference is that he put on the same smoky gray tie, looking extraordinarily handsome.

Mei Yue stared at him infatuatedly.

"So handsome." He couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"How handsome?" With a smile on his lips, Mu Zhiqi walked across to Mei Yue, and naturally took Mei Yue's hand.

Mei Yue was slightly taken aback, lowered her head shyly, "Yes, very handsome!"

Mu Zhiqi asked: "Am I handsome in a white coat, or in a suit?"

"You are handsome, you are the most handsome!" Mei Yue's mouth was like honey, and Mu Zhiqi couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Mei Yue's neat hair.

Mu Zhiqi said, "Let's go to your house."

Mei Yue: "Okay."

Mei Cheng's family lives in the west area of ​​the imperial capital. Since entering university, Mei Cheng has never come back unless she can. Every time she goes back, she just leaves after eating, and never stays at home for too long.

The car crew drove steadily, Mei Yue opened the car window slightly, and a breeze blew in. He rested his chin on his right hand and looked out of the car. His bright eyes swept across the buildings. He seemed to be calm, but his heart was far from On the surface, he looked calm.

Mu Zhiqi glanced at him, his eyes fell on Mei Yue's left hand that was tightly clenched on his trouser leg, and he said with a smile, "You look more nervous than me."

Mei Yue looked at Mu Zhiqi dumbfoundedly, and was attracted by Mu Zhiqi's wonderful profile for a moment.

Mu Zhiqi's facial features are distinct, and the outline of his face is almost perfect. Because he was going to visit Mei Yue's family, he took off his glasses in advance.

That handsome face was not covered by glasses, and there was a trace of coldness in the beauty, it was the kind of appearance that made people fall in love at first sight.

Mu Zhiqi coughed twice and pulled the dazed Mei Yue back. In order to ease his embarrassment, he closed the car window, and the car became much quieter in an instant.

Mei Yue recalled Mu Zhiqi's previous inquiry, and belatedly said, "I'm a little nervous."

He looked sideways at Mu Zhiqi and asked, "Can I ask you something?"

Mu Zhiqi put his hands on the steering wheel easily, and habitually tapped the steering wheel with ten fingers, "Ask."

"Are you short-sighted?" If Mei Yue's guess is correct, Mu Zhiqi is not near-sighted, and he can see him clearly even with the lights turned off when he is in love at night.

Thinking of this, Mei Yue's fair face turned slightly red.

Fortunately, Mu Zhiqi was concentrating on driving and had no time to care about his expression.

"It's just a little astigmatism."

"Oh." No wonder.

"Is it serious?" Mei Yue asked again.

Mu Zhiqi explained: "It's not serious, wearing glasses is just to change identities."

Change your identity?

What does it mean?

Mu Zhiqi glanced at Mei Yue, and explained: "The people in the hospital don't know my identity."

Mei Yue nodded belatedly.

"Then will my parents recognize you like this, or, um, do you want to wear glasses?" Mei Yue was selfish, he didn't want his family to know Mu Zhiqi's identity.

After all, his stepmother was too greedy for cheap things.

Mu Zhiqi put his right hand on Mei Yue's left hand and patted it. The temperature from his hand made Mei Yue feel extra solid.

"Don't worry, I don't think your parents will recognize me yet."

Mei Yue tilted her head in doubt, and after a pause for half a second, she suddenly realized that they are all working class, how could they know Mu Zhiqi, a wealthy third generation.

Hehe, he was the one who paid for himself.

"But..." Mu Zhiqi's voice came, and Mei Yue looked to catch the tenderness in Mu Zhiqi's eyes, "You don't seem to want them to know about me."

Mei Yue: "Well, can you keep it secret?"

Mu Zhiqi's eyes became darker: "For the time being."

Mei Yue: "Thank you."

The car bumped to a stop at the entrance of an old apartment building. Mei Yue and Mu Zhiqi got off the car and walked into the apartment building. The apartment building was a six-story residential building without an elevator. Mei's family lived on the fifth floor.

Compared with the enthusiasm of the Mu family, the Mei family is really much colder. Mei Yue stood at the door and knocked for a long time before someone opened the door. It was Mei Cheng who opened the door.

Mei Cheng's face was filled with unrelenting anger, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw his son in front of the door before letting the two of them in.

Mei Yue's face changed slightly, and her father and stepmother had another quarrel.

Mei Yue and Mu Zhiqi entered the door, Mu Zhiqi handed the gift to Mei Cheng, and respectfully called uncle.

Mei Cheng was overjoyed, and while calling his wife Zhao Ying to come out to entertain the guests, he put gifts on the table.

Mei Yue tugged Mu Zhiqi's sleeve to signal him to change his shoes, but there were no extra slippers in the shoe cabinet.

Mei Cheng said in embarrassment that there is no need to change, come in quickly.

Mei Yue smiled dryly, and Mu Zhiqi narrowed his eyes, seemingly not caring, he took Mei Yue's hand and walked to the living room to sit down together.

Zhao Ying came out of the kitchen angrily, and wanted to blame her husband for the topic just now, but when she saw Mu Zhiqi sitting on the sofa, she immediately changed her attitude.

"This is Xiao Mu." Zhao Ying changed the apron on her body and handed it to Mei Cheng, and sent him to the kitchen to watch the pot. She sat down and chatted with Mu Zhiqi.

"Last week, your grandma asked someone to look for me. I immediately fell in love with you when I saw the photo. When I met you today, you are indeed a handsome young man."

Although Zhao Ying is a rough woman, she still knows how to talk to people when she sees them. What's more, the person sitting opposite is a handsome guy.

When someone approached her last week about their marriage, Zhao Ying didn't immediately respond, but dragged her friends around to inquire about Grandma Feng's family affairs.

I know that the grandson of the old man is a small doctor in a private hospital, and the granddaughter is still in college.

Zhao Ying thought about it and decided to push the matter to Mei Yue.

How promising can a little doctor who works from [-] to [-] do?

His son's current boyfriend is a rich second generation.

But when we met today, Zhao Ying was indeed surprised by Mu Zhiqi's appearance, and secretly felt it was a pity, but thinking about her son's boyfriend who is a rich second generation, she became more angry.