Goodbye, Mr. Mu

Chai Fei glared at Mu Huaizhang, but when he withdrew his gaze, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

I don’t know how to describe this weird and sweet feeling, it’s probably similar to the city of Wuhan, warm and sweet, but for Chai Fei and Mu Huaizhang, it’s so weird that they can’t enjoy themselves.

Chai Fei and Mu Huaizhang didn't stay here for too long, because Mu Huaizhang had to rush back to deal with his official duties, so this love trip called relaxation came to an end for the time being.

Chaifei asked Mu Huaizhang to put himself in the must-pass bookstore on the way to the company. Mu Huaizhang was a little worried at first, and asked him what he was doing every few minutes. After Chaifei took pictures of him a few times, he took the coffee After the photo of sitting at the wooden table in the alley, he seemed to go to work in peace and didn't bother Chaifei anymore.

Chai Fei sat in the bookstore, but his eyes fell on the outside of the bookstore, and he rubbed the pages of a book he picked up casually with his fingertips.

The person who was assigned by Mu Huaizhang to manage the bookstore was called back by Mu Huaizhang. The person sitting at the front desk was the worker he had recruited before, a part-time student with quick hands and feet, and he didn't talk much, but he was in a good mood. Sometimes I will have a few words with Chai Fei, such as today.

"Brother Chai, are you back?"

"Well," the man was about to bring over a glass of iced Americano, which Chai Fei liked.

"Can you add two more pieces of ice?" Seeing that he was coming, Chai Fei looked away from the mottled tree shadows outside the window, and explained, "Qihuhu is a bit hot recently, and I like colder ones."

Xiao Gong turned around and added two pieces of ice to him, and handed it over: "I heard that you are going to hit this bookstore."

"What?" Chai Fei tilted his head, looking at this little worker, "Do you want to take over?"

"Me?" Xiaogong heard this question, and the surprise on his face was even more exaggerated than Chai Fei expected, "Brother Chai, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. If you treat me here, you won't be able to sell your shop... ..."

Chai Fei was amused by his exaggerated metaphor, and laughed several times before he could hold back his smile: "Don't worry, if I really want to fight, I will definitely tell the boss who takes over that I will leave you a part-time job."

"I don't mean that." Xiao Gong sat opposite Chai Fei, "I'm just curious."

"What are you curious about?" Chai Fei took a sip of coffee, and the icy and bitter taste flowed down to his heart. The ice made Chai Fei hold his breath, and pursed his lips, "Curiosity, why did I destroy this bookstore?"

Chai Fei closed the book, and raised his hand more casually to support his face: "In the alley, I didn't choose the name of this bookstore, and the memories here are all about someone in the past. Later, I was stubborn and unwilling to leave. "

"Now, are you leaving?"

Chai Fei looked around, but his thoughts gradually drifted away. He still remembered that when he came back from abroad a few years ago, he met his ex. They decided to open a bookstore together. He sold the guitar, and the man sold the studio. into this alley.

The layout of the bookshelves on the first floor was planned by that person. He said that he wanted a soft sofa to be placed behind the window. When the sun is shining in the afternoon, he would take a lunch break there. He also said that there should be a coffee machine at the front desk. Coffee is a source of inspiration. Said that there should be a high-end porcelain bottle on the window side, that is, the bottle that Mu Huaizhang was smashed by the old cat that night; the sofa, coffee machine, and coffee beans were all custom-made by Chai Fei himself, and the porcelain bottle was brought by that person. Yes, when we broke up, I didn't take it away, probably because I wanted to leave a thought for Chai Fei.

Everything on the second floor was furnished by Chai Fei. With the little money he had left, he bought a bed and asked someone to add a door panel to the bathroom. Unfortunately, it was not very durable...and went second-hand with friends and sisters. The market found some dilapidated furnishings, but the second-hand market was probably a place that Chai Fei would never set foot again, it was dirty and messy, and it was a scam.

Originally, Chai Fei thought it would cost less than a few dollars, but he didn't expect a few broken jars to spend all his money.

Later, every time I think about it, Chai Fei can't help but get angry, especially when he sees those broken pots, the word art in his dictionary is instantly deceived by money. Fortunately, when the two of them quarreled, they dropped the pots , otherwise I will be angry until now.

"It's time to go." Chai Fei retracted his gaze and sighed, "I don't have to hold back anymore, it's time to go. And it seems..." Chai Fei paused, as if looking for an excuse to convince himself, but the brows that frowned for a while Tell him truthfully, "It seems that there are no good memories..."

"Besides, I've only been sitting here for two hours. How many people are watching outside?" Chai Fei raised his chin, motioning Xiaogong to go back and look, and saw someone peeking out of the floor-to-ceiling window. People, these people are familiar to him, every time he comes to Chai Fei's place to work, he will pass by the owners of dessert shops and beverage shops.

Xiao Gong also frowned, but Chai Fei turned to go to the second floor: "Don't worry about them, anyway, the students are on summer vacation recently, and no one will come, why don't you come up and sit for a while, the air conditioner is on, just in time for me Take a nap."

Xiaogong hesitated for a moment, but followed him upstairs. He took out the tablet that had been requisitioned several times by Mu Huaizhang upstairs to amuse others, and lay on the empty bed by himself, but he didn't feel sleepy.

The wind of autumn gradually rang, and the yellowing leaves were still rustling desperately, as if some people were struggling from the bottom of their hearts.

I don't know how long the wind has been blowing, but when Chaifei felt that it was about to stop, it would start to flutter again, until Xiaogong finished playing a round of games and picked up a ton of water glasses.

Chai Fei opened his mouth quietly.

"Actually, I'm a little bit reluctant. I met him here."

"Him?" Xiao Gong twisted the bottle cap, "That Mr. Mu?"

"Yeah." Chai Fei talked about this man, his eyes narrowed into crescents, "What do you think of him?"

"He's quite rich," Xiaogong tried hard to find words to describe the person he had only met a few times, and after a long time of deliberation, he said, "It's worthy of you."

"There's nothing that others don't deserve about me, only I don't deserve others." Chai Fei sighed.

"No, my boss is rich and kind-hearted, so he won't accuse me of being late and leaving early; my boss is also talented, and I can't understand any of the original foreign language versions you read; my boss is also gentle, watching me lose love When I’m in a bad mood, I’ll buy cold beer and eat fried chicken.” This is probably what Xiaogong has said the most since he was drunk.

It's just that Chai Fei pretended to be ungrateful and yelled at him: "You are too worldly!"

As soon as Chai Fei finished speaking, he heard the wind chimes from the visitors.

Xiao Gong put down Chai Fei's tablet, stood up, and asked him back before going downstairs: "Are you an ordinary person?"

But Xiaogong didn't expect that when he went downstairs, he saw the person they were talking about just now, and changed the phrase "guest" to "Mr. Mu, you are here".

Mu Huaizhang glanced at the person who came down from the second floor, his eyes were indeed a little sharper than before, and even his aura was suppressed: "Yeah."

"Brother Chai is sleeping upstairs." He pointed upstairs.

Mu Huaizhang nodded, took two steps at a time, and went up the stairs lightly and quickly. As soon as he stood still, he saw some people pretending to be asleep, their eyelids shaking like chaff.

Mu Huaizhang pursed his lips and sat on the edge of Chai Fei's bed: "What did you do behind my back, my little prince?"

"How can there be..." Chai Fei wanted to pretend to be asleep, but he failed in an instant.

"Then tell me, why did someone go up to the second floor?" Mu Huaizhang told Chai Fei to lie down.

"Let's talk to him," Chai Fei glanced at him and moved away, "Speaking of which, why are you off work now?"

"That's not it," Mu Huaizhang squeezed onto the bed, "Just rest tonight and go to war tomorrow."

"War?" Chai Fei pressed against him, "Yes, what's wrong?"

The author says:

Code words are not easy, Mrs. Chi has worked hard, and so have I