Goodbye, Mr. Mu

When Mu Huaizhang was in high school, he was divided into arts and sciences. It is said that children nowadays do not distinguish between arts and sciences, and they can choose subjects according to their own interests.However, as for Mu Huaizhang, a straight man who is as straight as a bridge, he can't choose liberal arts no matter what.

Chai Fei is different. If he had to choose, he would regard history as poetry, geography as the sky full of stars, and politics as the various aspects of life, and choose them all in his unconstrained style.

Recently, Mu Huaizhang was afraid that he was not romantic enough, so he missed Chai Fei's needs, so he deliberately read more of Chai Fei's favorite books.By chance, I took a copy of "Nalan Ci" by his bedside. I thought it was to wake me up before going to bed, but after reading half a page, I realized that I had met a bosom friend.

"What are you looking at so fascinated by?" Chai Fei had just trimmed his nails, and the tips of the nails still had rough edges. He loved to rub Mu Huaizhang's face with his rough nails right now.

Mu Huaizhang avoided him with the corner of his mouth crooked, pointed to a line of words on the page with a smile and read to him, "At that time, it was just common sense, but this is such a wonderful person, Nalan Xingde, I'm not very familiar with it. "Recently, he often likes to make up an excuse to trick Chai Fei into saying a few more words, and this time it is the same.

Chai Fei chuckled at him, "As for Mr. Mu's spirit of refusing to read useless books, how many poets are he familiar with? Probably Su Shi, Li Bai, and He Zhizhang?"

Why did Mu Huaizhang say that, but he liked Chai Fei teasing him, so he closed the book and asked him, "He Zhizhang doesn't remember much, Mr. Chai first tell the illiterate about this Nalan."

Chai Fei shrank back on the bed, and Mu Huaizhang naturally hugged his slightly cold feet in his arms, and the two lay on their backs on each side.

"Mr. Mu, have you watched "Kangxi Dynasty"?"

Mu Huaizhang hasn't watched many TV series, but fortunately he has watched "Kangxi Dynasty".

"I've seen it, it's a classic."

"There is a minister with a crisp voice who is often called up by the emperor to read memorials, remember?"

"I don't remember, isn't it a eunuch?"

"That's not right, it's Mingzhu, the chief minister, but it didn't end well. This Nalan Xingde is Mingzhu's son, named Rongruo, Nalan Rongruo."

"The words are well written, and the name sounds very gentle, but he was also a military officer and worked as a first-class bodyguard. Unfortunately, he fell ill and passed away at the age of 31."

"I'm still talented in both civil and military affairs, no wonder I have a sense of bosom friend. It turns out that he and I are both talented in both civil and military affairs." Mu Huaizhang felt that he had chosen the wrong character today. Chai Fei was sad and hastily made jokes.

Chai Fei really laughed, "Yes, yes, Mr. Mu is still in his 30s and always learns how to fight like those stupid young people. He is really good at both civil and military skills, and his sword is not old..."

"Ah, don't mention that. Boss Chai knows whether the sword is old or not. Is it old?" Mu Huaizhang warmed Chai Fei's feet, and began to shift his target to the upper part.After saying this sentence, he had already moved to Chai Fei's body, rubbed his whole body in his arms, and rubbed him up and down.

Chai Fei's eyes were shining brightly, and he stared straight at Mu Huaizhang, "Mr. Mu is not old, Mr. Mu is very powerful, and he can read minds."

"It's not mind reading, it's confidante." Mu Huaizhang smoothed Shun Chaifei's hair, "There are countless encounters and partings in a person's life. Things that used to be considered ordinary, once put into memory, become hopeless. And. But people often forget that they’ve had it before.”

Chai Fei raised his head to kiss him, and when Mu Huaizhang closed his eyes, he held back some uncontrollable tears, "Well, I understand."

Chai Fei's body was soft, and because of being so warm with him, even the smell of shower gel that Mu Huaizhang was used to smelled on him was even more intoxicating.

It was getting dark, and Mu Huaizhang had to go home, he really felt it was too difficult, he got up from Chai Fei at this time, and went home against the cold wind.

But he can't just be Chai Fei's Mr. Mu, he also needs to be the son of his parents.After finally waiting for his parents' attitude to loosen, he had to go all out.

When he was leaving, Chai Fei wanted to get up to see him off, but he gave up when he pressed him under the quilt and ordered him not to come out.Mu Huaizhang also placed the water and medicines he would drink before going to bed on the bedside, and watched him dim the lights, charge Chaifei's phone before opening the door and going out.

Sure enough, the cold wind outside was very bitter, and Mu Huaizhang's body, which had just warmed up next to Chai Fei, was instantly chilled.

When I got home, I didn't know if my father was avoiding him on purpose or what, only my mother was sitting on the sofa alone, switching channels around and waiting for him to come back.

"Is it cold outside? I've made ginger soup, and I'll wait for you to come back and drink some." The mother has already completely occupied the kitchen, and within a few days, Mu Huaizhang's kitchen was almost filled by her mother.

"Where's my dad?" Mu Huaizhang came out of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, and poured a bowl of warm ginger soup into his stomach in two or three gulps, only to feel that his soul that had been frozen out of its sheath returned to its place.

"I went out to have a party with my comrades-in-arms and said I would come back later."

"Where is the party, I will pick him up later."

"No, his comrade-in-arms picked him up and said he would send it back."

Mu Huaizhang rubbed his forehead, and still planned to pick up his father, but his mother insisted that he would miss the car that brought his father back when he went out now, so Mu Huaizhang gave up.

"You sit here, I have something to ask you." Mother pouted at the single sofa, the same as every time Mu Huaizhang did something wrong and came home when he was a child.

The difference is that Mu Huaizhang was really wrong when he was a child, and he was always nervous when sitting on the small chair.

Mother didn't know how much courage she mustered up, and how much effort she had exhausted to be able to sit here calmly and talk to Mu Huaizhang about the things she had never wanted to face.

Looking at her slightly dry hair, Mu Huaizhang couldn't help feeling sour.It is said to raise children to guard against old age, but in these "special groups" like them, there are a few who can really protect their parents from old age, most of them still add to the obstacles, even he is one of the elites in the eyes of ordinary people.

"That young man is yours..." Mother couldn't find the right words to describe Chai Fei for a while.

"Yes, the other half."

The mother lowered her head and straightened the sweaty and wrinkled corners of her clothes, as if she was trying to calm her troubled heart. "It can be seen that he is a very well-bred boy, and he looks good."

Mu Huaizhang never expected that his parents would have any words of praise for Chai Fei, but this sentence was beyond his expectation.

"Well, he's fine."

"Mom and Dad thought a lot later, and checked a lot of information. Mom didn't know what to say, and didn't dare to say what will happen in the future, but I know your difficulties. Dad actually regrets what he did to you last time. "Mother's thin and thin shoulders trembled slightly, and it must have taken her a lot of effort to say such words. "Don't bear grudges against Dad. He often can't sleep at night, and it takes half the night to sit in your room."

"Mom, you know I won't." Mu Huaizhang's psychological preparations that he would still be targeted turned into guilt for looking down on his parents in an instant.

"We can't say we accept it, and we can't say we don't accept it, anyway, you're old enough, and... you have ideas, and we won't care too much about you." Mother paused, "But Chai Fei's physical problems, I really think... ..."

Tears soon filled the mother's eyes, "Is he suffering from a serious illness? I see that you have lost a lot of weight."

Mu Huaizhang understands the sadness of his mother, and the hardships of life come one after another. She was just about to be ready to accept her son's difference, but encountered new problems.

Mu Huaizhang got up and went to his mother. He squatted in front of his mother's knees, just like the time he had long forgotten, "Mom, although my frankness may add unnecessary pressure to you, but I will I still don't want to hide it from you. Yes, he is seriously ill, but not incurable."

No matter how powerful a person is outside, with the world on his shoulders, in front of his mother, the exhaustion and grievance hidden in his heart, no matter how well he hides it on weekdays, will now come out of the gap with gnashing teeth and claws, occupying the original feeling. Can hold on to the heart.

Mu Huaizhang's eyes were hot, but he was no longer accustomed to expressing his emotions through tears, but the hand on his mother's knee trembled slightly.

"Mom, I really tried everything I could think of, and worked hard to keep him alive. I'm confident that his illness can be cured." Mu Huaizhang didn't feel that he was lying to his mother or himself. .He had engraved the idea that Chai Fei would definitely recover in his mind and heart a long time ago, and he never wavered in the slightest.

The mother was also moved when she saw his obsessive appearance, and touched his temples with a few white hairs with reddish eyes, "Son, why do you have to work so hard? You are not married, and there is nothing that can restrain you." , Seeing you like this, mother feels distressed."

"Mom, but I limit myself. I can't see him suffer, I can't see him sad, and I can't accept him leaving me." Mu Huaizhang held his mother's hand, "It's ridiculous that I always felt these feelings before. Love is an illusory thing, not worth mentioning. Now I know that this is simply uncontrollable. If I really want to go back to the life that I used to be unmoved, it will be the real torture. I just know , loving someone is so beautiful, it makes me feel worthy and life is interesting.”

After growing up, Mu Huaizhang rarely had such heart-to-heart exchanges with his mother.This time, his mother just appeared at the emotional outlet where he urgently needed to vent.He finally said what was hidden in his heart that was difficult to be humane to outsiders, and he couldn't say it to Chai Fei.

The mother thought that she never thought that her son, who was always not very interested in anyone or anything, could have such a deep emotional bond with another person.She thought about it for a long time, and she couldn't even say some words that had already been drafted.

Women are inherently sentimental, but after becoming a mother, whether it is out of nature or concern for children, it is difficult for mothers to ignore such strong feelings of their children.Especially after she saw that Mu Huaizhang was already working so hard, she couldn't bear to put any more pressure on him.

She stroked Mu Huaizhang's shoulders, holding back tears, "You are so old, you know what you want and what is best for you, mom and dad can't help you, I just hope you can Take care of your body and nothing else will be said.”

Mu Huaizhang breathed a sigh of relief, and the pleasure of venting the pressure drove away the fatigue of the past few days.Although as long as Chai Fei is not healed, his pressure will still be there, but Mu Huaizhang already feels a sense of relief like being redeemed.With family and Chai Fei, the hardships of life will always pass.

When his father came back, Mu Huaizhang had already washed up, and was sitting at the dining table to deal with unfinished work during the day.Mother went to bed early, and father deliberately relaxed his movements when he opened the door and came in, but he didn't expect that Mu Huaizhang was still waiting for him.

I don't know whether he didn't want to disturb him because he was still working, or because he was still upset about Mu Huaizhang's bad things, but his father still didn't take the initiative to talk to him.

Mu Huaizhang brought him hangover soup, but his father didn't refuse, took it from Mu Huaizhang and drank it.

Mu Huaizhang knew his father's usual character, serious and introverted, even if he was very urgent in his heart, he would take many things into consideration and not speak for the time being.In many cases, the mother is actually the mouthpiece of the father, and the mother speaks for him what he cannot say, just like what the mother confessed to him just now.

"Dad, drink less alcohol. If you drink too much, your health will be bad." Isn't Mu Huaizhang himself such a person?Apart from Chai Fei, Mu Huaizhang really couldn't remember who he had ever been so honest with.

"Yeah." Father still didn't say much, he just agreed in a muffled voice, then bowed his head and drank the soup.

Mu Huaizhang thought he didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he turned around and went back to the dining table to continue working.

"You, the wound on your body," the father said in a low voice without raising his head, "do you have a scar?"

It must be the injury that his father pulled out with a belt when he came out of the closet. It took too long, and he didn't expect his father to ask him this. Mu Huaizhang didn't react for a while.After a while, Mu Huaizhang remembered the incident, and replied, "No, it's all over long ago, it's fine."

After speaking, the father and son fell into awkward silence again.Mu Huaizhang's rhetoric and eloquence in court are completely useless at this time. He feels that whatever he says is embarrassing, and presumably his father is also at this time.

After a short period of silence, the father was the first to leave the embarrassing scene, told him to "go to bed early" indiscriminately, and then fled back to the room.

The more Mu Huaizhang recalled the situation when his father left, the more he felt that his father had the intention of running away.

He sat on the dining chair and smirked for a while, then took out his phone and sent a message to Chai Fei.

The message was written and deleted, calling Chai Fei's "son-in-law" Mu Huaizhang felt inappropriate, and if he was called "daughter-in-law" he was afraid that he would be abrupt.

"Fortunately, Gao Tang loves his wife, waiting to choose a good day and an auspicious day, and we will marry you for a lifetime. ——Mu Huaizhang"

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