Goodbye, Mr. Mu

When the wind and rain subsided, the sweet-scented osmanthus exuded its fragrance outside the window, lingering on Chai Fei who was so tired that he fell on his back on the bed.

He stared at the ceiling for a while, as if he hadn't been lying down like this for a while, doing nothing, just listening to the wind, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and watching the dust flying in the sun.

Everything is beautiful, but it is too rare and ordinary, and it may be forgotten by Chai Fei in a blink of an eye.

And it seemed that he hadn't met Mu Huaizhang at that time, so he didn't have any strong memories, unlike this time, even if he wanted to forget, the soreness in his back and the pain in his tailbone were stimulating him.

He glanced at the people around him.

The man's eyes were tightly closed, and his peaceful and long breathing was ringing in Chai Fei's ears.

If it wasn't for that frown, Chai Fei would have believed that he must be having a sweet dream.Chai Fei stretched out a hand, raised Mu Huaizhang's eyebrows familiarly, touched the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, and then slowly stroked from the center of his eyebrows to the end of his eyebrows. The stroking was so light that Mu Huaizhang shook his head slightly, making Mu Huaizhang slightly shake his head. Chai Fei withdrew his hand.

After waiting for a while, seeing Mu Huaizhang leaning towards him, he fell asleep again.

Chai Fei didn't want to sleep. He drank a lot last night and his head was dizzy all the time. Closing his eyes would only make it worse, so he had to open his eyes and took out his phone to play for a while.

Every time he couldn't help but turn on Weibo to care about the public opinion trend of Mu Huaizhang taking over the case. At the beginning, after reading five or six comments, he would be angry, but when he was drinking last night, after hearing what Cheng Haifeng said, he was right. After Cheng Haifeng's so-called immature opinion on the case that Mu Huaizhang took over, Chai Fei didn't seem to be so filled with righteous indignation.

"After all, if you don't suspect the worst, this is a good case for a lawyer to take over. As long as he argues well, the result will not be too bad. But..." Cheng Haifeng ordered a wine last night , said unhurriedly to Chai Fei, "But, I'm afraid that my plaintiff will hide something. Then no matter how good his court defense and experience is, he can't beat a plaintiff who doesn't live up to expectations."

This was originally a very simple truth.

It's just that Chai Fei has never seen this side, but Mu Huaizhang and Cheng Haifeng have met each other, so when Cheng Haifeng heard that Chai Fei asked about such a public opinion-oriented case, he expressed his immature opinion. at the beginning.

When Chai Fei's face became serious, he changed the topic: "But you have to know that the case of public opinion may become a mess when there is a reversal. No one can tell who is right or who is wrong."

"I know that moral opinions are relative."

Cheng Haifeng invited Chai Fei to clink his glasses: "So it may become a double-edged sword after the trial results, either elevating people or killing them. But I like this feeling."

Chai Fei raised his glass: "You really should like it."

"How to say?"

"You have always been a gambler." Chai Fei asserted,

Cheng Haifeng grinned and struggled in disbelief: "Then the lawyer you asked for this case should be more of a gambler than me."

Chai Fei glanced at him, and the eye knife that was close at hand seemed to be sharper than the public opinion he was talking about, making Cheng Haifeng understand what was going on right away.

So he knowingly asked: "But, Xiaofei, haven't you always been cold about these things? Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I have to find something else to talk about with you," Chai Fei wanted to cover up, "otherwise what should I talk to you about, about your Meng Lang's nightlife, or about my annoying younger brother?"

"Talk about your new boyfriend?" Cheng Haifeng hit the point straight.

Chai Fei frowned: "Then you may not want to hear it. Because he is a lawyer."

"Mu Huaizhang?" Cheng Haifeng probed, he had a deep memory of the name.

When he heard someone comment that the lawyer who took the case was a man, he asked a lot.

Because the victims of such cases usually choose female lawyers.

When Chai Fei heard these three words, he didn't hide anything, and directly saluted Cheng Haifeng, and finished the cup in one gulp.

Seeing this, Cheng Haifeng understood, at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

After being silent for a while, he clutched the glass in his hand, bit his back teeth, and let out another sigh that was almost contemptuous and helpless.

"Xiao Fei," he babbled for a long time before uttering a sentence, "It's also quite interesting. I mean, your decades, and mine... It's like playing."

Chai Fei took another glass, lowered his head to drink, paused for a moment, and then took another sip: "Indeed. After all, I lived for 30 years like me, and suddenly my six relatives didn't recognize me. It's really like playing."

These words sounded extremely ironic, but Cheng Haifeng had talked with Chaifei since he knew about his sexuality, and the current scene was within their expectations.

This kind of thing, it will be sooner or later, after all, there are lessons learned in the circle of their two generations.

It's just that he can't comment on right or wrong, just like he knows how sad many things are as a human being, but as a lawyer, he has to unswervingly brainwash himself.

"Then I have to respect you and us."

"Respect us for what?" Chai Fei sneered, "Respect us, playing in the world?"

Recalling this, Chai Fei suddenly came back to his senses, and his gaze stayed on Mu Huaizhang's profile.

It was the same silhouette he was familiar with, and there was still a little sunlight pulling the yellowing leaves outside the window into the house, a mottled tree shadow fell on Mu Huaizhang's nose and cheeks, the west wind shook the tree, and the leaf shadows swayed lightly, everything was quiet And wonderful.

"Playing in the world?" Chai Fei's lips parted and his voice was quiet, "Then you should be an exception in the world."

At least, Mu Huaizhang has become a little bit of sincerity in his current game world.

The homing pigeons released by someone who didn’t know quietly landed on the awning of Chai Fei’s house, cooing outside the window, becoming the only noise in the room.Mu Huaizhang mumbled unconsciously: "Noisy."

The person who thought it was noisy on the bed earlier in the morning listened to the muttering and grinned.

The noisy mobile phone in the morning had been turned off by Mu Huaizhang, and there was no noise to spoil the scenery this morning; now it was Chai Fei's turn, he crept down to the ground, gritted his teeth for a while, and then picked up the one that was left aside. On the shirt cage, he walked slowly, walked to the window, opened the window gently, and startled the pigeons on the awning.

Chai Fei was not in a hurry to close the window, he liked to stand by the window of the bedroom, not because of anything else, but there was a sycamore tree outside his window.

The floor of his house is not high, just allowing the leaves of the plane tree to extend towards him.He had long hair before, and he loved to reach out for a leaf that was right in front of him.

Occasionally, children passing by would say that he is good-looking, which made him feel better.However, later he cut off the long hair that remained, as if he also crossed out that bit of love for beauty, so he seldom looked at the scenery in front of the window.

This also made Chaifei inadvertently let a cool autumn breeze into the house, and made Mu Huaizhang, who was still awake, tighten his arms, trying to catch the person in his arms, but he didn't expect to miss it.

He opened his eyes slowly, and saw a person standing in front of the window covered with yellow leaves. The person was wearing a somewhat loose shirt, and when the sleeves were full of wind, the body under the shirt looked extraordinarily thin. As if the wind blows, it will take that person away.The man stared out the window unconsciously.

At that time, the sunlight was just right, and it shone on Chaifei's shoulders, making his little prince extremely dazzling, so dazzling that he squinted his eyes, but he didn't dare to blink, fearing that if he blinked like this, the dream would disappear.

Yes, Mu Huaizhang couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.It wasn't until he shook his head and looked intently again that he realized that Chai Fei was wearing his clothes and stretched out his hand. Most of his sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he shouted in a hurry.

"Chai Fei!"

Chai Fei seldom heard Mu Huaizhang call himself that, so he hurriedly withdrew his hands and turned around: "Are you awake?"

Talking about Chai Fei approaching him, crossing the boundary of nothingness where light and dark intersect, Mu Huaizhang finally believed that his Chai Fei had really returned. He heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the person who was walking towards him with a smile.

"What's the matter, did you have a nightmare?" Chai Fei knelt down on the bed, facing Mu Huaizhang who was sitting up, he asked tentatively.

Mu Huaizhang stretched out his hands to hold Chai Fei's face. Chai Fei saw the uneasiness rising in his eyes and felt Mu Huaizhang's urgency. He followed Mu Huaizhang's gesture, moved his lips closer, and let Mu Huaizhang get closer. Suck kisses, take.

When Mu Huaizhang was satisfied, Chai Fei stealthily pecked and kissed Mu Huaizhang on the lips when he retreated, and knelt back peacefully, with secret joy in his brows and eyes.

Mu Huaizhang had reservations about his childish action, not to mention liking it, but also satisfied.At least he is closer and within reach than before.

"So, Mr. Mu, would you like to tell me what you dreamed about?"

Mu Huaizhang simply lay down: "I dreamed that the little prince was going back to his planet, and I was a little unconfident, as if nothing could keep him."

"Really?" Chai Fei knelt down for two steps, leaned in front of Mu Huaizhang, looked down at Mu Huaizhang, "This is not like Mr. Mu, someone praised me yesterday, you are a gambler, very confident."

"This, it doesn't sound like a good word." Mu Huaizhang stared at the person in front of him, his eyebrows raised slightly, revealing the good mood that the word "boast" came for nothing, "But lawyers are quite confident."

"Well," Chai Fei nodded in agreement, "So, you don't need to use anything to keep him, just you."

"Use me, use Mu Huaizhang?"

"Otherwise, you can use Boss Chai, after all, you are the only one who calls me that." Chai Fei lay on Mu Huaizhang's chest, leaning against his heart, listening to his heartbeat.

"Indeed, others call you 'Little Fei'." Mu Huaizhang went around and led the topic to the part he wanted to hear, and Chai Fei also answered a lot of sentences evasively, but he still didn't bypass this point .

"Isn't that just a name? Isn't a name just for people to call you..." Chai Fei insisted.

"That's what I said, but Boss Chai doesn't want to explain something to me?"

"I'm sleepy, let's sleep a little longer." Chai Fei said and quickly turned over, with his back to Mu Huaizhang.

Mu Huaizhang also intentionally pasted it in a nonchalant way, leaned close to Chai Fei, and lowered his voice, calling out in a low voice: "Xiao Fei?"

As soon as the words fell, Chai Fei wiped the goose bumps on his arms, turned around, and pushed Mu Huaizhang: "Mr. Mu, you are going to be so sour and stinky!"

"Then tell me, let me listen to the story." Mu Huaizhang chased after him.

Chai Fei: "Who are you talking about, Cheng Haifeng?"

Mu Huaizhang: "Well, that lawyer Cheng who sent you home."

"There's nothing to talk about, just an old friend." Chai Fei explained under the sound of his stomach gurgling.

After Mu Huaizhang heard this, he got up straight away, causing Chai Fei to stand up and watch his movements inexplicably, and explained nervously: "Mr. Mu? What else do you want to hear? He and I are really just friends. .”

"I know." Mu Huaizhang put on his pants, "but your stomach is rumbling, it's time for lunch."

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