Goodbye, Mr. Mu

You can hear the whistle blowahundred miles

You listen to the whistle that stretches for hundreds of miles

Ahundred miles, ahundred miles

A hundred miles and a hundred miles, take me away

……

Chai Fei, who was grabbed and fed by Mu Huaizhang, was dreaming soundly on his double bed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

What echoed in the dream was the song "Fivehundred Miles", a European and American folk song, which was sung by a white guy who lived with him when he was traveling.

It's nothing special, but it's kind of special.

Because at that time, several of them graduated together as foreign students, and before they parted ways, they met in a tavern outside the school, and they had been singing Li Shutong's "Fragrant Grass and Green Sky" all the time.

But that night, Chai Fei was so happy that he borrowed the store's guitar and sang the song he heard from the white boy.

He was sitting on the concert stage not far from their table, a beam of blue and too dreamy lights hit his shoulders, his feet rested on the piano, his hands beat a few times on his legs, and started to tune , Play and sing by yourself.

Notashirtonmyback

now i'm in rags

Notapennytomyname,

still penniless

Lord, Ican''t go back home this sole way

how do i get home...

A word that was not suitable for the occasion, but it was very appropriate for him, made him laugh.

In fact, he has forgotten what state of mind he was in at that time, but in this seemingly real dream, his eyes turned to his own table——

The six of them are all people with a little money, but some of them came out for gold plating, so they brought their female companions, and they were teasing and laughing at each other, coming and going, making a lot of noise;

And there are some people who really want more knowledge, they are not good at socializing, they are alone, they are penniless, they only care about drinking with their heads down, so lonely...

But there was a person leaning back on the chair, and followed Chai Fei's music to beat the time for him. Although the beat was always off, he still listened carefully.

Until Chai Fei came back after singing, he praised without hesitation,

"It sounds good." He opened the seat for Chai Fei and let Chai Fei sit down, "I just don't know when I'll listen to it next time."

"You like it? Let's wait until you finish reading and go back to China."

"When I return to the country, I will only invite you to the birthday party." The man joked casually, which amused Chai Fei.

Chai Fei laughed and leaned back on his seat: "I heard you tell others what you said in the villa. It's not new...Cheng Haifeng, you might as well call me when you have a banquet with some handsome guys."

"Okay." The man tapped his finger on the armrest of the seat, "I'll go back for spring break, and I'll take you to meet someone."

After that, under the guidance of Cheng Haifeng, Chai Fei stepped into the rich second generation circle of this city.

At that time, he was playful in nature, had long hair, liked to do some artistic things, looked unrestrained, and played very well with that group of people, but the only difference was that he only loved wine, not women.

Cheng Haifeng is different, every time he wears suits and leather shoes during the day, but at night he hugs left and right, men and women take it all, loves excitement, and even takes Chai Fei to race with those people at night.

"Wow ~ Exciting?"

Chai Fei wiped his hair: "Cool."

It's just such two people with different temperaments, they even called each other brothers.

But later, Cheng Haifeng didn't return to China to work, and only came back every autumn to rest for two months, which was just a so-called rest.

Chai Fei would have a few drinks with him every year before his return to China, except this year.

But every year when he drinks a few drinks, he will choose a tavern, because Chai Fei is happy to drink, and he will always sing a song or two on stage. He said before that he thinks that Chai Fei is most pleasing to the eye when he sings on stage.

"I am a person who likes to appreciate beauty." Chai Fei remembers his justification.

"It's good to just appreciate it. After all, I don't appreciate lawyers very much." Chai Fei also refused.

So between the two of them, they all tacitly stop at admiration.

Besides, Chai Fei seldom sang in front of people.The only two times, one was when they got together, his brother asked in person, and the other time was to buy a horse, and du won.

Chai Fei seldom buys horses by himself. Usually, when everyone wants to be happy, he throws a few chips and asks someone to buy them. If he wins, it goes to that person, and if he loses, it goes to Chai Fei.

Only that time, when Brother Feng returned to China and held a birthday party by the way.

"Xiao Fei, are you coming to play today?"

Chai Fei in the dream, came down from the villa that his brother Feng ordered with sleepy eyes after a nap, and looked at his brother sitting around the big table behind the wooden fence, with colorful horses on the table Brochure, facing the spare racetrack in front of you.He gathered his clothes and looked at the green eyes everywhere: "Play! You go to me for a while, and I will make a place for you."

Arriving later, he did place a bet on a black and white horse, the exact same one he had loved as a boy.

"This horse," Cheng Haifeng leaned over to glance at it, and clicked his tongue, "it's not a star horse, you'll pay for it."

Chai Fei didn't take it seriously, and said stubbornly: "It's just as long as there is a relationship. It's like I don't like lawyers, but I still have brothers with you. It means the same thing."

This remark made people laugh: "It's my fault that I shouldn't choose law studies?"

"It's not necessary," Chai Fei glanced at him, drawing a clear line, "Save this to your girlfriend for later, don't use it to deceive your father."

Cheng Haifeng smiled and put one hand on Chai Fei's shoulder, gnashing his teeth: "Who are you going to be the father of, Xiao Fei?"

"cut."

The dream was just like reality, Chai Fei angrily wanted to shake off the man's hand, but was interrupted by a male voice behind him.

Chai Fei frowned instantly, doubts were written in his eyes.

If he had such a dream half a year ago, he might not even look back, but it is now.

He wanted to turn back.

But looking at the flowers in the fog, I can't see what happened.Only a familiar voice was heard.

"understood."

Chai Fei blinked his tightly closed eyes, and opened his mouth.

"Mr. Mu?"

This question was all over his mind, but there was no such person in the memory of his dream. He threw away Cheng Haifeng who was beside him, and followed the human voice that rang in his ears just now.

The boundless sky suddenly darkened, and he was looking for someone in the nothingness. At first, he ran suddenly, trying to catch up with the voice.

Like a star that lost its moon and became confused, it was rampaging in the gloomy world, smashing heavily into a ravine, and the rough road made him stumble gradually.

The Xingzi who came out of the same place turned into a stone, stopped him under his staggering steps, and made him fall hard.

He was covered in mud, and slowly stepped on the stone, and walked into the flat land overgrown with thorns. Those sharp thorns were very similar to the gaze from the window before, and they scratched one by one, leaving him covered with scars.

This is not a good dream.

Chai Fei in the dream may not be able to recognize it, but Mu Huaizhang in the room can clearly see Chai Fei's frown.

Of course, the person picked up by Mu Huaizhang also made a good guess.

He lay back on the sofa and spoke very leisurely.

"There should be a night light in his room, just remember to plug it in for him, and it will be fine."

"He used to sleep alone, and often had nightmares, and would turn on the night light. Although it didn't work, it was better than nothing." Cheng Haifeng put his hands on his head, pretending to be leisurely.

There is a pine tree-shaped night light plugged into the electrical socket in Chaifei's bedroom, which Mu Huaizhang only discovered today.

Or from someone else's mouth.

Mu Huaizhang's complexion was not very good, but he still turned on the night light for Chai Fei, and leaned over to kiss Chai Fei's forehead reverently.

"Have a good dream, Boss Chai."

He raised his hand to imitate Chai Fei's action of raising his eyebrows for him every afternoon, and put his thumb on the center of Chai Fei's eyebrows, gently stroking them away.

better than nothing.

But he did it anyway, before he went out and closed the door.

Chai Fei, who was dreaming deeply, didn't know what Mu Huaizhang had done to him, but the dream seemed to be improving.

The mystery in front of him was cleared away, and there was a green field, the wooden fence he was familiar with, and a person standing beside the wooden fence.

Not a man in a suit and leather shoes, but a man in riding clothes.

A person he is familiar with.

People who are familiar from top to bottom, from the inside out.

The high bridge of the nose is where Chaifei's lips touched and outlined in the middle of the night; under the jawbone is the outline that Chaifei's teeth have bitten lightly in the past; the sideburns and earlobes are where Chaifei's lips and tongue linger …

Even if he closed his eyes and didn't look at it, he remembered that there was a small mole behind the ear close to the base of the ear, and a few inches above it was the scab left by him when he went home that time.

Chai Fei's brows raised unconsciously, but the man didn't notice it.

He just propped up the waist-length wooden fence, held a cigarette between his two fingers, brushed off the ash with his index finger, and slowly exhaled out of his eyes.

"Hey!" Chai Fei walked over, leaned against the fence, leaned his hand on the wooden fence, and opened his mouth.

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound, and then turned his head to look at the person on the right. It was still when Chai Fei had mid-length hair, and the slightly curly chestnut hair was blown and danced by the sudden wind. .

Chai Fei had no time to look at it, his eyes fell on his hand holding the cigarette, and he said with a smile.

"Here, no smoking."

"Really?" The man frowned, "But I also remember that people without riding clothes are not allowed to enter this backup pasture."

"Really?." Chai Fei replied with the same words.

"Well, especially beauties." The man pinched out his cigarette and said, with a pun, "It's too dangerous."

Chai Fei's smile burst into the corner of his eyes instantly: "Then I am different."

He raised his head slightly and looked at the man in the riding suit.

"Are you an exception?" the man asked.

Chai Fei's eyes met the man's. It was still those deep eyes that made his heart beat faster and he forgot to hold his breath, revealing a pair of throbbing eyes.

When the four eyes meet, the wind and smoke in the pasture are scattered, and everything is silent.

But it caused a sudden feeling in the eyes to break the wind, slapped the eyes, and caused ripples.

"You are also an exception." Chai Fei pursed his lips, "Maybe you want to sit in my room and smoke a cigarette?"

"If there is fate next time." The man politely declined Chai Fei.

Chai Fei didn't care, just watched the man in the riding suit walk forward, leaving him with a generous back.

"Have a great day! Mr. Mu."

Now, it seems like a good dream.

The author says:

Met in memory, met again in dream, god, drive in the next chapter, I'm sorry I didn't put it in the group today, because I made a mistake before, the next chapter will open