Goodbye, Mr. Mu

The reflection of the glass vase in Mu Huaizhang's house circled the sunlight, and the hydrangea there had long since changed to a different color. It was a flower that Chai Fei didn't know, but it had a special flavor.

The summer rainy season has also passed, and it seems that everything in life is back on track.

Chai Fei didn't want to go back to the bookstore, so she stayed at Mu Huaizhang's house all the time, and almost never went out. During the day, she would read a book from his study room, and at night, she would spend time with him in Wushan.

Such a day also made Mu Huaizhang a little reluctant to leave. He got off work on time every day and rushed home.

But Chai Fei's condition is not very good today, Mu Huaizhang has feelings, he doesn't know what's wrong with Chai Fei, he can only pull him to doi, stroke his hair over and over again, and gently comfort him in his ear.

Chai Fei was really not in a good mood, because he went back to the bookstore after a phone call today, and encountered some bad things, heard gossip next to him, and met a completely different look from the usual merchants who used to be neighbors— It is also inevitable to think of what happened that day.

He also thought of the rebellious and useless self, and the person in front of him who wanted to take care of him... So he asked Mu Huaizhang whatever he wanted, and Chai Fei gave as much as Mu Huaizhang wanted.

But there is always this sense of weakness between two hearts.

So after Mu Huaizhang cleaned him up, he carried him out of the bathroom: "When I come back, tell me well?"

He tapped the tip of Chai Fei's nose, and he masturbated again in the bathroom before coming out.

Chai Fei didn't lie on the spot, he stood barefoot in front of the cabinet in Mu Huaizhang's room, and took a hair dryer.

"Mr. Mu, come here."

Mu Huaizhang paused when he raised his hand to wipe his hair, he turned his head and threw the towel on the bathroom sink, and ran to Chai Fei in small steps pretending to be young.

"Ready to speak?"

"Sit." Chai Fei shook his head, giving up the seat in front of him, "I'll blow your hair for you."

"Okay." Mu Huaizhang replied.

Chai Fei pulled up the blower to face his wet and dripping hair, blowing it gently, running her fingertips through his hair, and the warm wind blew away the cold feeling from the ends of his hair.

In fact, Mu Huaizhang's hair is not too long, and he doesn't usually use a blower. Chai Fei knew it, but he still picked up the blower and waved his hand to let him come to him.

Gently caressing the tips of his hair and heart, both of them calmed down and enjoyed the long blown time.

It wasn't until Mu Huaizhang's hair was dry that Chai Fei put down the blower, rubbed his hands and said, "This is the first time I've blown someone's hair..."

Mu Huaizhang turned around and held his hand: "It's also the first time for me to let someone so close blow my hair. So, why did you think of blowing your hair?"

"No," Chai Fei sat up familiarly, putting his hands on his shoulders, "I always feel that I should do something for you..."

"why?"

"Huh?" Chai Fei didn't understand.

"Why did you suddenly have such an idea?" He hugged Chai Fei from behind, like a reassuring backer, and asked softly

Chai Fei nestled in and found a comfortable position: "I went to the store to pick up books today, and I met a girl who was crying and arguing with someone on the steps in front of the store."

"Did you eavesdrop on someone?" Mu Huaizhang asked.

Chai Fei pouted, and heard Mu Huaizhang ask again knowingly: "What did you say?"

Only then did Chai Fei continue his speech: "She said:' Between us, I can't just give blindly. Love should always be equal. I have done so much for you, and you mention those before, just to say What? Tell me how heartthrob you are? How much do you want me to cherish you?'”

Chai Fei looked at Mu Huaizhang while talking.

Mu Huaizhang patted Chai Fei's back twice: "So, you were asked? Don't worry about it. Once we quarrel, I will definitely not cry."

"It doesn't count. It's just that I always feel that you pay more, I..." Chai Fei paused, "I don't know how to do things, I will mess things up; I don't know how to love, and I can say hurtful words; I... I didn't want you to cherish me more, I mentioned so many things about others before, I just wanted to tell you that maybe I don't deserve you."

Chai Fei obviously has a sincere face, but his eyes are full of despair.

Mu Huaizhang's eyes met those decadent eyes for a few seconds, and the tenderness in his eyes turned into something else. It took Chai Fei a long time to understand before he realized that it was distressing.

"Chai Fei, you are very good, and you are worthy of all the things I have done for you." He whispered into Chai Fei's ear again.

Chai Fei smiled wryly and shook his head, muttering in a low voice, with a grievance like a child's temper: "It's useless, if you say it a hundred thousand times, it will be the same 20 times."

"Then I'll say it 30 times, 40 times, until you remember the fact."

"No. No need." Chai Fei shook his head, with a stubbornness that even Mu Huaizhang couldn't understand.

"Well,"

Mu Huaizhang was probably too lazy to explain, his eyes followed Chai Fei's gaze, and his lips followed Chai Fei's for a kiss.

This time, Chai Fei did not sink. He put his hand between the two of them and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Mu, my bookstore may be called out in a few days."

This time it was indeed Mu Huaizhang's turn to froze.

The author says:

Chai Fei is not in a good mood and needs to be coaxed?˙3˙??(???????)??˙3˙?