Dr. Mu gently teases

end of september

On a sunny afternoon, Mei Yue, who was quietly working, suddenly received an email from the Imperial Capital Writers Association.

The content of this email is to invite him to join the Imperial Capital Writers Association and participate in the activities organized by the Writers Association.

Mei Yue found it very strange. Since the plagiarism issue was resolved four months ago, he has always received many emails or phone calls related to it.

The general content is to let him get back to his old job, today this is more fun, the Writers Association directly invited him to join.

People in the Writers Association have always been very ambitious, and usually dismiss small web writers like them, but with the growth of Internet literature in recent years, the Writers Association has also begun to accept web writers, but he has closed his pen for two years, Would it be awkward to join now?

Mei weighed more and more, wondering how to refuse.

The crisp knock on the door came to her ears, Mei Yue raised her eyebrows and saw Cheng Hao lazily leaning against his glass door.

Mei Yue put down the mouse and asked, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Hao approached, pulled away the chair in front of Mei Yue's desk, glanced at his desktop, sat down and said, "Did you see the email?"

Mei Yue nodded.

Cheng Hao: "Consider it?"

Mei Yue picked up the mouse again and closed the email. He looked at Cheng Hao: "Are you free today?"

"Not idle, I stayed up until three o'clock yesterday." Cheng Hao listlessly picked his ears.

Mei Yue: "Then you are?"

Cheng Hao: "It's because I can't concentrate on my work that I want to come over and have a chat with you."

Seeing that Cheng Hao was very tired, Mei Yue got up and took tea leaves from the bookshelf behind him, and made him a cup of clear tea, "Drink it, it's better than those wines."

Cheng Hao was not polite to Mei Yue either, he took a big sip from the cup and almost burned his mouth.

"Stupid, you dare to drink it when it's just soaked and it's still steaming?" Mei Yue couldn't understand him, he wasn't busy these days, why did this guy look listless every day.

Cheng Hao: "All right, all right, don't interrupt, I'm really talking to you about something serious."

Mei Yue opened the folder and clicked out the novel she had just revised, "Say it, I'm all ears."

He quickly browsed the subtitles, with his slender white fingers typing on the keyboard from time to time, Cheng Hao didn't talk about the business right away, but looked at him.

Mei Yue is conscientious at work, and I have to say that Mei Yue is really good material for a finishing editor, and the reading experience of novels revised by him is greatly enhanced.

It's just that it's a waste of talent to make him a finishing editor?

Seeing that Cheng Hao hesitated to speak, Mei Yue probably guessed what the "business" he was talking about was.

Cheng Hao put the cup to his mouth, the hot air was immediately transferred to his lips, and he exhaled deeply into the rim of the cup.

"Meizi, the matter of plagiarism is also settled, have you ever thought about getting back to your old job?"

If this is the case, Mei Yue's fingers on the keyboard paused for a while, and then pressed down again.

Mei Yue: "Thought about it."

Cheng Hao was overjoyed, quickly put down his cup, and approached Mei Yue: "So...you..."

Mei Yue saved the document as closed, and kept her hands on the keyboard in the typing position.

"I haven't written for two years, and I'm already rusty." This was his answer after thinking for a long time.

Cheng Hao: "So you really don't plan to write any more?"

"If one day you are poor and need my investment, I will definitely write articles to support you." Mei Yue's words seemed to be joking, but Cheng Hao knew the meaning.

When Chenghao University first opened the studio, it was not very smooth. Although Mei Yue sponsored the funds, the market was not friendly to their studio, a newly opened college student, so basically there would be no orders, and we could only rely on them produce their own food.

As Cheng Hao's best friend, Mei Yue not only wrote her own novel, but also helped Cheng Hao publish a short story.

In the end, in order to increase the exposure of Cheng Hao's studio, Mei Yue simply terminated the cooperation agreement at that time and paid a liquidated damages to come to help Cheng Hao. Although Mei Yue never said these things, he knew in his heart that his studio had Without Mei Yue, it would not be possible to drive at all.

So he is also a soft rice man, relying on Mei Yue to support him until now.

It's funny to think about it now, because he was older than Mei for a few months, he has always called himself an elder brother, but Mei Yue has always taken care of him as a younger brother.

Cheng Hao withdrew his old thoughts. In order not to make this topic too heavy, he deliberately teased Mei Yue: "Do you think your Dr. Mu needs you to write articles to support me? If he knows, it will be good if he doesn't beat me to death!"

Mei Yue was amused: "So just write the essay."

Cheng Hao: "But, are you really not going to write it? What about your fans? Don't you plan to finish "Bright Moon"?"

Mei Yue smiled wryly: "Hasn't Zhou Hehan already finished writing? Is there any need to finish "Bright Moon"?"

Cheng Hao knew that even if the plagiarism was clarified, Mei Yue would never touch "Bright Moon" again.

Mei Yue: "It's been two years, the mood has changed, and the content has naturally changed, so let it be, sometimes imperfection is the real perfection."

Cheng Hao: "But... what about other novels? Are you really not going to write them?"

Mei Yue knew what Cheng Hao meant, but...he was not ready for this yet.

"I have worried too much. The name 'Twilight Autumn' has accompanied me all the way. There are surprises, losses, prosperity, and troughs. It is not just a name for me, but a companion."

"Although the matter has been clarified, it carries too much pain and suffering, not to mention that you have said that it has been two years, and there will be too many differences in two years. 'Twilight Autumn' is no longer what it was two years ago. Even if I write again, it may not be as brilliant as it was two years ago."

Mei Yue's bright eyes dimmed, but he was actually afraid, afraid of those who had high hopes for him, afraid of being flattered and killed.

Cheng Hao: "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, I also have the burden of being an idol now." Mei Yue laughed at himself.

Cheng Hao smiled: "Then change the subject matter, it's fine if you don't write about criminal investigation."

Mei Yue thought about Cheng Hao's proposal. He looked at the computer and thought about a certain folder saved in the computer network disk by himself. Is he... okay?

"I'll think about it."

In the end, Mei Yue did not give Cheng Hao an accurate answer, and Cheng Hao did not force him, after all, he is not short of money now!

Cheng Hao left with weak legs, and when he opened the door, Mei Yue stopped him: "Are you okay recently?"

Mei Yue always felt that Cheng Hao's way of walking was a bit strange, a bit like...well, it's hard to say.

Cheng Hao's back stiffened, and he immediately stood up holding the door, "No, what can I do."

Mei Yue intentionally kept his eyes on Cheng Hao's face, seeing him pretending to be calm, he knew he was lying to him, but he didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force it.

Mei Yue: "Okay, it's fine if there's nothing to do."

After Cheng Hao left, Mei Yue picked up the mouse and clicked on a folder in the network disk. The folder was marked as Diary.

After opening, it is in a format similar to a table report.

Each date is followed by a very succinct short paragraph.

Here is the record of his acquaintance, acquaintance, and mutual agreement with Mu Zhiqi.

The mouse slides, and before they know it, the two have known each other for half a year.

Mei Yue put the mouse on the most recent date, which was two weeks ago.

At that time, the two had just finished their wedding and had already boarded the plane for their honeymoon trip. Who would have thought that Mu Zhiqi and him would be called back by the emergency call from the hospital after getting off the plane.

The helplessness on Mu Zhiqi's face still makes him giggle when he thinks about it.

Ever since Cheng Hao first talked to him about returning to his old job, he began to record every detail of him and Mu Zhiqi.

He also thought about writing a story about two people. He looked at the diary and thought about the past, and thought it would be good to write an emotional novel.

But this matter is related to Mu Zhiqi, he still needs to discuss with him, and he is not sure whether to make the story of the two of them public.

After get off work in the afternoon, Mu Zhiqi came downstairs to pick him up on time. Under the envious eyes of his colleagues, Mei Yue was held by Mu Zhiqi and sat in the car.

Mu Zhiqi seemed to be in a good mood today.

The two went home, Mu Zhiqi was cooking, and Mei Yue was watching him on the sofa, thinking about writing a novel.

Seeing the figure of her lover busy in the kitchen, Mei Yue playfully ran over and hugged her husband from behind.

Mu Zhiqi was washing the vegetables, seeing his little husband so clingy to him, he shook his head helplessly, but he didn't stop him and let him hug him.

Soon he began to feel restless hands on his body.

He opened his thin lips lightly, with a meaningful ending: "What? Are you hungry?"

Even now, Mei Yue is still very shy when doing this with Mu Zhiqi, "Yeah."

Mu Zhiqi put down the dishes in his hands, picked up the tablecloth to wipe his hands, held Mei Yue's hand, turned around and pulled her into his arms: "Hey, you have to eat first."

Mei Yue's small face was pressed against his chest, and the white index finger of his right hand drew circles in front of his chest.

"But I want to."

Mei Yue seldom begs him on his own initiative, it seems that there is something wrong.

Mu Zhiqi smiled, picked someone up and walked out of the kitchen, "Then, shall I satisfy your other mouth first?"

Mei Yue blushed, "Dr. Mu, can't you use a different story?"

"Okay, which room do you like tonight?" Mu Zhiqi said while taking out his mobile phone to look at Chacha's location, making sure that the certain cat is obedient, and rest assured.

Mei Yue: "Go to the bedroom."

He didn't want to try to go to another room.

Mu Zhiqi: "Okay. Let's change the way this time, you take the initiative."

Mei responded shyly.

……

The dark room, the passionate scene, and the intoxicating each other.

Mu Zhiqi watched someone fall asleep greedily, and lifted the broken hair on his forehead.

Mei Yue's delicate little face was flushed, very cute.

Mu Zhiqi: "Didn't sleep, what's on your mind today?"

Mei Yue didn't sleep, but he didn't want to open his eyes either. He originally agreed to take the initiative, but soon became passive again.

"Well, yes." He fell asleep with his eyes closed and Mu Zhiqi searched for warmth with his hands. Mu Zhiqi smiled dotingly, and pulled him into his arms.

Mu Zhiqi: "Tell me, let me hear, you are not serious when you are in love."

Um?Not serious?

Is his doctor Mu serious?

Mei Yue: "No, how can I not be serious, I know..."

Mu Zhiqi: "Well, you were distracted while talking."

!!!

What?

Mei Yue finally calmed down and was thrown into chaos by Mu Zhiqi.

Dr. Mu, can you stop being so direct!

Can we have a good chat!

Mei Yue's small mouth pouted angrily.

Mu Zhiqi stopped teasing him, "Okay, okay, you talk about business, I won't interrupt."

That's more or less.

Mei Yue gave Mu Zhiqi a knowing look.

Mei Yue: "Well, that's right, I want to write a novel." Mei Yue looked at Mu Zhiqi and said.

He suddenly felt Mu Zhiqi's hand on his arm tightened.

"This is a good thing, tell me what you want to write?" Mu Zhiqi was very happy that Mei Yue told him this.

"A story about the two of us, okay?" Mei Yue looked at Mu Zhiqi tentatively.

This time Mu Zhiqi's expression was not as natural as before, his deep eyes were deeper, the corners of his mouth were lightly pursed, and the hands on his body were lighting up one after another, Mei Yue knew that he was thinking.

"Why don't you write about the campus." Mu Zhiqi suggested after a long time.

Mei Yue's eyes brightened, "You mean the kind of parallel time and space?"

Mu Zhiqi didn't understand these things, so he only said his own thoughts, "I've always wanted to know what you were like when you were in school, and I've always wanted to be involved in your past, so just fulfill my wish?"

Mu Zhiqi was afraid that Mei Yue would refuse, so he deliberately pulled out his birthday, "My birthday is half a month away, how about giving it to me as a birthday present?"

Why bother, the moment Mu Zhiqi opened his mouth, Mei Yue's heart was already moved.

He wanted to preserve the beauty between him and Mu Zhiqi, but he didn't want to show it to outsiders. The campus is really great.

"Okay, just write this."

Mei Yue agreed, and both of them laughed.

The author has something to say: Crazy is coming~~ Is there any cutie?

Hahaha, two days off~~

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