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Wen Shuyao's office is very spacious, and there are two large solid wood cabinets placed against the wall.

One of them is a cabinet for storing cases, which is locked.

The other is Wen Shuyao's private bookcase.

Zhou Mu's physical examination would take a long time, and since Wen Shuyao was not around, Xu Zhi planned to take out a book from the bookcase to pass the time.

The bookcase is placed inward, so Xu Zhi needs to pass by the medical record cabinet.

When Xu Zhi lived there, he still thought that his medical records were still locked in this cabinet. Although he hadn't read it, he knew that it was a huge volume.

Wen Shuyao had a lot of books in his office, but they were all professional books. To Xu Zhi, they were boring and obscure, so he took one at random, but fell asleep after only turning a few pages.

When he woke up again, Zhou Mu had already returned from the examination, still holding the book he was reading before going to bed in his hand.

People always lack vigilance when they just wake up from a nap, and Xu Zhi is the same.

He didn't call Zhou Mu immediately, but looked at him with eyes blindfolded.

Zhou Mu was sitting on the sofa opposite, with his head slightly lowered, holding a copy of "Guidelines for Drug Treatment of Mental Disorders" and reading it seriously.

This book should be the one that Wen Shuyao has read frequently recently. The part about the adverse drug reactions and treatment in the book has been folded a few corners.

The curtains have been pulled open, and the sky outside is a bit gray, so it must be getting late.

There was no light in the office, so the light was not very good, but Zhou Mu didn't seem to be bothered by the light. Xu Zhi guessed that this was the first time Zhou Mu was reading a book in his life.

Zhou Mu's eyes drooped slightly, and the downward angle blocked his dark eyes. From Xu Zhi's perspective, he looked very docile.

Zhou Mu's reading speed is not fast, and he turns a page very slowly. When he turned the page for the second time, he looked up at Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi still maintained his posture of staring at him, but he didn't react for a while, and was caught for peeking.

Xu Zhi quickly turned his face away, and sat up straight in embarrassment.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Mu put the book on his lap, looked up at Xu Zhi and asked.

"En." Xu Zhi responded, and asked Zhou Mu, "Is it over?"

"Well, it's all done." Zhou Mu closed the book, stood up and put the book back on the bookcase, and walked towards Xu Zhi, "Go back now?"

"Where's Shuyao?" Xu Zhi looked around the room, but Wen Shuyao was not there.

"Doctor Wen has a patient," Zhou Mu said, "Don't wait for him."

"Well," Xu Zhi nodded lazily, and stood up staggeringly with his hands on the armrest of the sofa, "Then go back."

He slept for a long time, his legs were a little numb, he couldn't stand still, he jumped forward suddenly, and his knees knocked loudly on the coffee table.

Zhou Mu quickly ran over, put his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms, "It's all right."

Xu Zhi's kneecap just hit the rounded corner of the coffee table, the force was not strong, but when he caught up with an inch of force, tears of pain came out at once.

Zhou Mu wiped his tears with his other hand in a panic, and asked in a tense tone, "It hurts?"

He still maintained the movement of hugging Xu Zhi, the two were very close, and the hot air exhaled while talking sprayed on the side of Xu Zhi's face.

Perhaps the organs that produce sex hormones wake up a little faster than the brain, so Xu Zhi's attention began to lose focus.

It was rare for him to be so close to people, so he felt a little awkward, especially Zhou Mu's tone of unconventional concern.

Xu Zhi subconsciously looked at Zhou Mu's expression.

Zhou Mu frowned slightly, one hand was still half-raised at a loss, the knuckles were a little wet, it was the tears that just wiped from under his eyes.

Xu Zhi admits that he is a complete pervert.

When he wrote the character Zhou Mu, he did it completely according to his own preferences. Zhou Mu, from his external appearance to his inner temperament, all met the standard of "Xu Zhi likes".

Xu Zhi thought, if Zhou Mu wasn't such a dangerous identity, he might not be able to control himself this morning, and have something to do with Zhou Mu.

"Xu Zhi?" Zhou Mu tilted his head slightly, interrupting Xu Zhi's missing thoughts, "Where did it go?"

Xu Zhi's thoughts came back.

It should be that someone adjusted the air conditioner while he was sleeping, so the temperature of the air conditioner in Wen Shuyao's office was not very low, and Zhou Mu's body temperature was also high, making Xu Zhi a little hot after steaming.

Zhou Mu's hands were big and his arms were strong, and he hugged Xu Zhi's waist, giving Xu Zhi the illusion that he was captured.

This is very dangerous.

So Xu Zhi collected himself, stood up straight and pushed Zhou Mu away.

"What are you doing!" Xu Zhi started to scare Zhou Mu again with the fierce tone that he was very good at and was used to using with Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu let go of his hand, ignoring his sudden temper, and asked again in a very easy-to-talk manner, "Where did you hit?"

After he finished speaking, he squatted down halfway, and squeezed his whole body between the coffee table and the sofa in an awkward posture. He lightly pressed his thumb on Xu Zhi's knee, "Is it here?"

Xu Zhi also only felt a little pain when he first hit it, and now he doesn't feel much, but Zhou Mu's hot fingers pressed his knee, which still made his calf muscles twitch reflexively.

Zhou Mu didn't know what Xu Zhi was thinking, he thought he hurt him, so he rubbed him more lightly.

Xu Zhi felt very itchy, but in order not to lose face, he moved his legs stiffly and said to Zhou Mu, "It's okay."

Zhou Mu withdrew his hand and stood up, smiled at Xu Zhi, "That's good."

After speaking, he took the lead to walk towards the door, Xu Zhi thought in a daze, the air-conditioning is really not enough today.

Xu Zhi didn't know how to drive, so the two still took a taxi back home, and the taxi stopped at the gate of the community.

Zhou Mu followed Xu Zhi at a distance of about three steps, so when he spoke, Xu Zhi always felt that Zhou Mu's voice was wrapping him from behind.

Zhou Mu said, "Doctor Wen asked me to bring you the medicine."

After hearing this, Xu Zhi suddenly turned around nervously and asked, "Have you met?"

"Well," Zhou Mu nodded, his expression suddenly became a little proud and boastful, "He doesn't know who I am."

Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, his first thought was not like this.

It may be that people with mental disorders generally have a strong sense of shame and self-esteem about their own mental conditions. When Zhou Mu said that Wen Shuyao asked him to hand over the medicine, his first thought was whether Zhou Mu would know that he was suffering from anxiety.

But after reacting, I realized that it seemed that Zhou Mu's thoughts should come first.

Xu Zhi turned around in embarrassment, and didn't continue this topic.

Zhou Mu didn't get discouraged when he didn't hear Xu Zhi's praise, and continued to walk quietly behind Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi couldn't catch him, which made him feel unsafe, so he ordered Zhou Mu, "Go ahead."

"Okay." Zhou Mu responded and walked in front of Xu Zhi.

His shoulders are very broad, and Xu Zhi's T-shirt doesn't fit well, so Xu Zhi can see the smooth and powerful muscle lines under the cotton T-shirt.

Xu Zhi suddenly thought of Wen Shuyao asking Zhou Mu if he had a one-night stand. To be honest, Xu Zhi was not sure.

Before that, although he had never had a one-night stand, he also knew that waking up with two men naked entwined must not be innocent.

Of course, the premise is two homosexuals.

I don't know whether Zhou Mu is gay or not. He didn't touch on these things when he wrote the character setting, but he himself really likes men.

"Looking at me?" Zhou Mu stopped suddenly, turned to face Xu Zhi, and asked the question knowingly.

Xu Zhi looked away guiltily, and moved his eyes around, arguing fiercely, "Who's looking at you!"

"Well, I didn't read it." Zhou Mu's tone was a little raised, it sounded like he didn't believe Xu Zhi's words, but because of Xu Zhi's majesty, he couldn't hold back when he wanted to laugh.

Although Zhou Mu has a very deep face, he actually likes to smile a lot. Xu Zhi found that when Zhou Mu smiled, he had a very shallow dimple on his right cheek, which couldn't be seen unless he looked carefully.

Xu Zhi seemed to have discovered something new and interesting, he dishonestly reached out and poked the small depression, "What is this?"

"Dimples." Zhou Mu's good-tempered Ren Xuzhi poked at him without any seriousness, and didn't hide.

"Tsk," Xu Zhi poked him twice, mocking Zhou Mu, "Big man, what kind of dimples do you have?"

After speaking, he stopped looking at Zhou Mu and walked forward on his own.

Zhou Mu caught up to Xu Zhi and said suddenly, "If you didn't watch it just now, can you watch me now?"

It may be that there are still cognitive biases in the real society, and he doesn't seem to think that this is a sentence with inner meaning.

He spoke in a flat tone, and waited for Xu Zhi's answer seriously.

Xu Zhi is very afraid of the heat. Although the sun is going to set now, the accumulated temperature during the day has not dissipated, so the wind is hot at this moment.

Xu Zhi felt that even Zhou Mu's words were warmed up by the summer wind, bringing an undue temperature, which made his ears a little hot.

"What are you doing?" Xu Zhi stopped and looked at Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu looked very serious, it seemed that Xu Zhi was prone to fantasies, so Xu Zhi took two seconds to review himself.

Xu Zhi tried his best to convince himself that although he is gay, not everyone can do it, let alone this person may not be a person.

"Here," Zhou Mu said, stretched out his hand and pointed at the stomach, "it's empty."

Xu Zhi: "..."