soul seeker

After a while, before drinking half a can of beer, Guang Miao was really drunk and collapsed on the chair.

"It's really muddy." Dou Yun joked.

"Why don't we leave today?" Cheng Junnan wiped his hands with a paper.

"Hmm. Did you come here by car?" Mu Cheng looked at Dou Yun.

"Well, you don't need to send it, you just send your mud back."

Mucheng carried Xianmiao to the co-pilot and helped him fasten his seat belt. After he sat down, he started the car, opened the sunroof and lit a cigarette.

After walking for a while, the cell phone in Xianmiao's pocket rang, and seeing that Xianmiao was not awake, Mucheng picked it up for him.

As soon as I put it on my ear, before I could say "Hello", the woman over there began to speak very fast: "When will you give it to me! The outline you agreed! Are you in love again! Why don't you write when you're in love?"

Mucheng took a puff of the cigarette in his mouth, and when the woman over there gasped for breath, he calmly said, "He's drunk and can't answer the phone."

The woman over there was silent for a moment: "Then I'll call again later, I'm sorry."

When he got home, Mucheng put Xianmiao on the bed and went to take a bath by himself.

Xianmiao was awakened by the sound of water, he buried his head under the pillow with disgust on his face, Mu Cheng came out and saw him like this, smiled and knelt on the bedside, gently hugged his head out, put his head on the pillow and covered it with a quilt, She also got into the quilt and lay on her side beside him, holding his hand and looking at him with a smile that she didn't know.

Thinking of the old friend I met in the restaurant today, I found that I really let go.Now that there is someone in front of me that I want to cherish, it's so good.In fact, if I didn't have that old friend, I wouldn't just focus on my studies in my third year of high school, wouldn't be admitted to a good university, wouldn't have the life I have today, wouldn't live here, and wouldn't meet Xianmiao.Everything is actually balanced.

Thinking of this, he took Xian Miao into his arms and slowly fell asleep.

morning.

Mucheng received a call from Dou Yun in the car.

"What's the matter? Call now."

"What are you doing?" Dou Yun's voice was unusual and serious.

"In the car, ready to go to the company, what's the matter?"

"Come to the hospital and talk about it when you get there."

"it is good."

When he arrived at the hospital, Mucheng saw that Dou Yun was frowning and turning over a few test sheets with his head down, with a serious expression, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

After speaking, he pulled out the chair and sat down, lit a cigarette, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"It's nothing serious." Dou Yun also realized that his expression was a bit too much, calmed down, put the test sheet in the drawer and sat down, "You should do some items in the physical examination before."

"Why?" Mucheng looked at him suspiciously, flicked the cigarette ash, "What's the matter?"

"Don't ask yet," Dou Yun frowned, "I'm not sure yet, why don't I do it well first?"

"Okay." Seeing that he was so embarrassed, Mucheng didn't ask any more questions.But his heart suddenly became very uneasy. "Well, by the way, last time your husband was by his side, he didn't ask. Does your father know about you and him? Didn't your father forbid you to find people in the circle?"

"No. Never mind him. But you, when are you going to reconcile with your father?"

Mucheng shook his head helplessly while snuffing out the cigarette butt.