After losing his memory, he was chased by his green tea ex-boyfriend

The children of the aristocratic families that Mu Shaoai grew up with had never seen him, Qi Fengyu was not too worried about revealing his identity, but this person's regret was so obvious that he felt that he had to go.

—What is there that he cannot see, cannot know?

"No, I'm not unwilling, I'll go with you on weekends." Qi Fengyu said.

The corners of Mu Shaoai's mouth twitched, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes twitched to show resistance, and in the name of caring, he cunningly tried: "Will it be too much trouble for you? If it's inconvenient, then don't go, if you want to see my friend... ...there will be more opportunities in the future."

Of course, Qi Fengyu was not so easy to be fooled by him, the more he resisted, the more Qi Fengyu wanted to explore.

"Of course not." He made a decisive decision, not giving Mu Shaoai any chance to escape.

Mu Shaoai: "..."

Now he just wants to find a coffin to lie in, close the coffin boards, and close his eyes peacefully.

Is this the so-called digging a hole and jumping by yourself?

Thinking of the scenes of demons dancing wildly every time he met with Lu Ran and the others, Mu Shaoai felt a kind of heartfelt suffocation.

——When the time comes to tell Qi Fengyu that he has never participated in any sexual activities where animal instincts override human reason, will he believe it?

Be confident, Mu Shaoai!You have never done anything, why are you guilty?

Mu Shaoai cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart, thinking about it, he felt that the trust he had built up with great difficulty during this period of time would not collapse so easily... right?

At best, it's considered careless in making friends...

Mu Shaoai glanced at Qi Fengyu with a guilty conscience, and happened to throw herself into a trap, bumping into his increasingly strict and suspicious eyes, and gave a warning stare.

He selectively forgot his four, five, six, seven or eight former lovers, and completely forgot about the shitty things that he hadn't explained before.

The matter of going to the appointment was confirmed just like that, and the feeling of exhaustion slowly surfaced in my heart.

"You should go back to rest early, too," Mu Shaoai pointed to the bathroom, "I'm going to wash up first."

This time, Qi Fengyu had no excuses to stay, so he could only pack up some regrets in his heart, and finally glanced at the pure black bed, and left the bedroom.

There is a saying that Mu Shaoai said is right.

There will be opportunities in the future...

In the next few days, Mu Shaoai was a little worried.

In connection with Qi Fengyu's attitude towards the professional book on the treatment of mental trauma, he is not so stupid as to think that Qi Fengyu really didn't find anything.

Although he hasn't figured out how to explain his illness to Qi Fengyu, he is indeed mentally prepared to face inquiries or inquire secretly.

However, Qi Fengyu didn't say a word about it, and just supervised Mu Shaoai's meals every day as usual.

If there is any change, it is probably that he pays more attention to Mu Shaoai's diet structure, even secretly checked the professional books on nutrition, combined with Mu Shaoai's taste, and sent it to Li Qin one day in advance, so that the cook of Mu's family could follow the instructions. Cooking menu.

In addition, despite Mu Shaoai's objection, he insisted on taking him to exercise regularly. Every day after dinner, he dragged him to the treadmill for half an hour of jogging.

In summary, they are all things that are good for Mu Shaoai's health.

For this reason, Li Qin also made a special phone call to Mu Shaoai, and spent half an hour praising Qi Fengyu for being considerate, and repeatedly told his youngest son to treat others well, and don't just focus on work, making Qi Fengyu feel cold...

Later, Li Qin even claimed that she would pass on the secrets of falling in love with Mu's father to her younger son, so that the younger son could use it to please her boyfriend.

So Mu Shaoai was forced to listen to her mother show her affection for half an hour.

When she took the initiative to hang up the phone, half of Mu Shaoai's face was numb, and his throat was dry when he echoed.

He put down the phone and rubbed his hot ears. Just as he was about to drink a glass of water and rest for a while, the phone rang again.

Mu Shaoai looked down with a tingly scalp, and was slightly relieved when he saw that the caller ID was Lu Ran.

As long as it's not his mother, anyone will do.

"I said—" Mu Shaoai heard the sound of getting dressed from the other side of the receiver, and subconsciously glanced at the time.

11 o'clock in the morning.

He had just woken up at this point, and it already made him want to frown.

But he also knew that waking up at this hour was considered early for Lu Ran.

"—Tomorrow's game...will you show up?" Because he just woke up, Lu Ran's voice was still a little hoarse. Seeing that Mu Shaoai was silent, he clicked his tongue a little irritably, and his tone became a little impatient: "I said What about you? Because of such a trivial matter last time, you don’t want to come out with your former brother again?"

"No." Mu Shaoai sighed helplessly, "I didn't mean that, I just don't like that kind of place, you know."

"...Isn't it? It's been so long, the kid you asked me to check for you before, you haven't gotten together yet?" Lu Ran muttered, "I thought you'd tasted the best things after , can learn to enjoy the beautiful life with handsome men and beautiful women!"

What does it mean to taste the beauty of the past?He didn't!

Mu Shaoai bit his back molars slightly.

Lu Ran is a sensitive guy, and he saw that Mu Shaoai's attitude towards Qi Fengyu was different from those of his ex-lovers who just chatted to pass the time, but he never thought that he was not short of money, face, or people. The second young master of the Mu family would be serious about such an unknown little star.

Not to mention letting go of the wings of imagination, guessing that Qi Fengyu has already passed the bright road with the head and wife of the Mu family.

Mu Shaoai's voice was slightly lowered, with hints of anger: "Lu Ran, don't say such things in front of him. My relationship with him is not what you think. Don't describe him as a plaything."

Lu Ran realized something, his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously said: "Isn't it? Are you serious?!"

"..." Mu Shaoai didn't answer directly, but his silence undoubtedly explained something.

On the other side of the phone, Lu Ran suddenly lowered his voice and cursed a few times viciously.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to treat him..." He first apologized, then took a breath, feeling a little bit grateful, "You finally got out of the things that happened back then?"

Because Qi Fengyu was mentioned, Mu Shaoai's voice softened slightly, and he avoided the last question: "He's pretty good, I like him very much."

"Then tomorrow... are you planning to bring him with you?" Lu Ran is a smart person, and he vaguely guessed something from Mu Shaoai's stern attitude.

"Ah."

Lu Ran scolded irritably, obviously he also knew very well the nature of the so-called "gathering together" of his brothers, he didn't want to offend Mu Shaoai severely because of this kind of thing, he was inevitably a little embarrassed, " Or you tell your partner not to follow tomorrow?"

"No." Mu Shaoai refused straightforwardly.

He intended to gradually introduce Qi Fengyu into the circle through this group of children from aristocratic families with little real power, and gave him a legitimate identity.

Besides, when Zhou Jingan knew that there was such a number one person, going to the game alone would definitely send a bad signal...

However, Lu Ran's worries might not be his worries.

"If you're afraid of bad things..." Mu Shaoai thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "—or I won't go tomorrow?"

"That won't work!" Lu Ran hardly hesitated, and after subconsciously vetoing it, he smiled awkwardly: "I promised Xiao Qiao and the others that I would invite you to this Buddha, if you suddenly don't go , then how embarrassing I am..."

Mu Shaoai: "..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, keenly aware of something wrong, "Lu Ran, tell me the truth, are you betting me with someone else?"

"Ha, ha." Lu Ran laughed dryly.

"..." Mu Shaoai was so angry that he gritted his teeth slightly, and forced him to ask, "What's the bet?"

"Oh, don't ask so many questions. Anyway, just come here," Lu Ran wanted to fool her, "For my sake, you can just come and leave."

This bastard...!

Obviously, Lu Ran knew very well that because of the favor he helped last time, Mu Shaoai couldn't refuse his simple request.

"Okay, I'll go there." Mu Shaoai took a deep breath, rubbing his forehead and said helplessly.

After Lu Ran's noisy voice disappeared, Mu Shaoai crossed his hands on the table, gently pressed his forehead against it, and sighed out of strength.

To be honest, if he really doesn't want Qi Fengyu to see his old cronies, there are plenty of ways to solve this matter.

However, he finally chose to retreat.

Facing Qi Fengyu's pressing step by step, he retreated, and it was the same when facing Lu Ran.

This may be because, as early as the moment he impulsively opened his mouth to invite Qi Fengyu, a certain desire in his heart broke through the soil.

If there is anyone in this world who can heal his stubborn mental trauma...

Mu Shaoai felt that that person might be Qi Fengyu.

At the last follow-up visit before returning to China, Mu Shaoai seemed to be a completely normal person.

He will no longer have a stress reaction easily, and he will rarely flash back to the blank past in his mind. He sleeps normally, and his mood is stable. Except that his appetite is a little smaller than that of a normal man of the same build, he hardly sees anything wrong. The place.

But only almost.

His doctor said to him, Mr. Mu, I admire your willpower and desire to survive, which allows you to adjust yourself and get back to a normal life, but blindly closing your emotions is not good for the disease, you can't suppress them for life.

At that time, Mu Shaoai didn't refute anything, just smiled politely at the doctor and said, thank you.

Thank you, but you can't help me with anything else.

Even I can't help myself.

It's not that he doesn't want to heal himself, it's just that he doesn't even know where the root of the trauma is, and the sensitive and stubborn part of his personality makes him absolutely unwilling to open his heart to a stranger.

He once thought that he would live with that beast for the rest of his life...

Until death, or the day when you are defeated.

But Qi Fengyu appeared.

That night, when Qi Fengyu didn't ask anything but silently hugged the book on healing mental trauma, and gently drove him to sleep, the impulse that made Mu Shaoai's nose sore arose spontaneously.

He felt that if that person was Qi Fengyu, he would be willing to give it a try.

He is willing to try to let go of his defenses, let that person open up his past, go deep in his heart, and see clearly the knot that even he can't see clearly.

And Qi Fengyu's subtle changes afterwards proved something even more.

He let Mu Shaoai know that he was reading the borrowed book carefully.

Mu Shaoai made a decision.

Although that is not an easy task.

Nor does it lessen the fear that accompanies determination.

Lu Ran and the past represented by him are like a howling cold wind blowing past, wanting to peel off his flawless skin, expose the deepest and lowest layer of festering flesh and blood in his body, show it to Qi Fengyu, and tell him...

The real Mu Shaoai was never good enough.

Mu Shaoai pressed his forehead against his thumb even harder, until his elbows on the hard table were hurting, so that he could slightly control the panic-driven impulse to escape, instead of really rejecting something.

He bit his lip hard, telling himself over and over again.

But that was Qi Fengyu.

He is so good, he deserves your trust more than anyone.

"...you can't suppress them for a lifetime."

The doctor's last words flashed through Mu Shaoai's mind again. He closed his eyes and straightened his back inch by inch until it was straight, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

So come on...

See the real me.