reverse trapping

Qin Yi clicked his tongue a few times: "Mr. Shen is not short of money, 2 yuan can be transferred at will, and I haven't found out for such a long time."

Cheng Mu turned a deaf ear and concentrated all his energy on his mobile phone.He swiped the address book and dialed Shen Jinzhi's phone number.

There were constant beeps in the ear, but the other party never answered.

Cheng Mu hung up the phone, pulled out the card that had been withdrawn from the machine, and said to Qin Yi, "Wait here for me, and I'll pay Professor Shen back."

He ran to the main building, but when he reached the door of the office, Shen Jinzhi had already left.

Cheng Mu called again, but no one answered.He glanced at the bank card in his hand and sighed softly.

Going down to the first floor, Cheng Mu faintly felt that there was someone behind him, and turned his head to glance, but saw nothing.

He returned to Qin Yi's side, put away the bank card and said, "I'll transfer the money to you later, and I'll return the card to Professor Shen for you."

Qin Yi nodded.

The two walked and started chatting.

Qin Yi was a little curious: "I waited downstairs for a while just now, did Teacher Shen still say anything to you?"

The memory just now flashed in Cheng Muze's mind, leaving only Shen Jinzhi's serious answer - "Definitely refuse".

Cheng Mu fell silent.

When Chen Jiao handed over a love letter to Shen Jinzhi last time, he definitely refused.Moreover, there is no need for people like Professor Shen to hang others.Probably as long as he thinks, he should not get a rejection answer.

It seems that the key is to test Chen Jiao's thinking, and it needs to be without the other party's knowledge.

Thinking of this, Cheng Mu said to Qin Yi, "Can you help me?"

"Ah?" Qin Yi didn't care that he didn't get an answer to his question, and then responded, "Okay."

The two stopped by the side of the road, and the cicadas under the sycamore tree continued to sing loudly. Qin Yi just looked at Cheng Mu and made an electronic questionnaire on the spot and sent it to his mobile phone.

Cheng Mu said: "Think of a way to let Chen Jiao fill out this questionnaire, as soon as possible."

It wasn't until Cheng Mu walked away that Qin Yi realized it.He turned on the extinguished phone screen, swiped up and down the questions in the questionnaire, and only then did he understand Cheng Muze's intentions.

He sighed, and said with emotion: "If such a quick brain is used in dating, is there still a need to ask people questions now?"

Cheng Mu returned to the studio. At this time, Fang Shuo was squatting at the door waiting boredly.

Cheng Mu stepped forward: "Come back so soon? Are you done?"

Fang Shuo got up and tidied up the wrinkled corners of his clothes, and said in a cheerful voice, "Yes~ I can come to the studio normally every day from now on."

Cheng Mu opened the door of the studio, and Fang Shuo followed.

The bell hanging on the door echoed softly, and Cheng Mu opened the drawer, took out the key he had prepared before, and handed it to Fang Shuo: "Next time, don't wait for me."

Fang Shuo in front of him was motionless, and the movement of his mandible slightly opened showed surprise.

"Give me the key now? Why do you trust me so much?"

Cheng Mu put the key back into his hand: "Photographers use photos to record the world, and at the same time record themselves. I can see your shadow in your works, and that kind of thing can't deceive people. Before sending out the invitation I've spoken to each of you before, and from the moment we signed, we were expected to trust each other."

Fang Shuo squeezed the key tightly in his hand: "If that's the case, I'll accept it~"

After putting away the keys, Fang Shuo asked again: "By the way, is your house rented yet?"

Cheng Mu shook his head: "Not yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone vibrated suddenly, it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

After some conversation, Cheng Mu hung up the phone: "What are you talking about? The landlord just called to invite me to see the house. You should get familiar with it first. I'll come back when I go."

Hearing that he wanted to see the house, Fang Shuo became interested: "Can I join in the fun?"

Cheng Mu politely refused: "The property management in that community is quite strict. If there are too many people going, it will cause trouble for the landlord. When I finish renting the house, I will definitely invite you as a guest."

Fang Shuo was visibly deflated.

Cheng Mu smiled warmly, and pointed to a corner of the studio: "If I remember correctly, there should be an album over there, which printed my recent photography works. If you're bored——"

"Boring, I'm bored now!"

Seeing Fang Shuo heading straight for the album, Cheng Mu left the studio in relief.

He walked to Rongning City on foot, and met the landlord who was waiting at the gate of the community.

As soon as the two met, they showed surprise at the same time.

The person who invited him to see the house was none other than Fang Shuo's cousin Wan Weiduo whom he had just met a while ago.

"Such a coincidence?" Wan Weiduo said.

"It's a bit." Cheng Mu smiled, "Fang Shuo wanted to come with me just now, if I knew it was you, I would have called him here."

"What the hell is that brat doing?" Wan Weiduo waved his hand to signal Cheng Mu to follow, "Go and see the house first."

Cheng Mu followed Wan Weiduo in and stopped at the guard.

After some explanation, the guard handed over a form.

The soft texture of the paper reminded Cheng Mu of the night when he drove to Rongning City for the first time.

When they passed the door, Shen Jinzhi handed the guard a watch.It's as if he knew that he would send him home early in the morning and prepared everything in advance.

But when Cheng Muze moved his eyes to the form with a lot of registration information, he instantly dispelled this thought.Not to mention anything else, just taking out the ID number, it is impossible for Shen Jinzhi to fill out this interview form in advance.

As for the reason why he entered the community so smoothly that day, it was probably because he followed other management systems in the community that he didn't know about.

Cheng Mu didn't think any more, filled out the form and sent it to the guard.

After some twists and turns, the two finally entered the community.

The last time he came here was at night, and Cheng Mu couldn't see anything clearly. Only when he came in this time did he get a glimpse of the real face of the community.

I have to say that the quiet environment here is indeed worthy of its high housing prices. Walking in it, you can even feel a kind of plain tranquility.

The house he wanted to rent was on the third floor. Wan Weiduo opened the door and invited him to visit casually.

Cheng Mu was still waiting for Wan Weiduo to introduce the house, but he didn't think it was more like entering this room for the first time, and he was looking around curiously.

Cheng Mu had no choice but to turn around by himself.

He pulled away the second bedroom he was renting.

The window of the room was open, and there was a fresh smell of detergent everywhere, and there were still some water marks on the floor, as if it had been cleaned not long ago.

Cheng Mu walked to the window against the breeze coming in, and a lush sycamore tree came into view.

The green branches and leaves stretch and grow, unfolding a picture scroll that is within reach.The wind drives the leaves to rustle, matching Cheng Muze's breathing and heartbeat.

At that moment, Cheng Mu seemed to have jumped into a certain space-time gap, and the world stopped.

"If you like it, I'll plant one for you too."

In the silence, these words suddenly sounded in Cheng Muze's ears.

Another gust of wind swept over, and the originally fragmented words scattered like shattering, but Cheng Mu had no time to catch them, and the little voice disappeared.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with the house?"

Behind him, Wan Weiduo's voice gathered his scattered thoughts.

Cheng Mu turned around, suppressed the feeling of emptiness in his heart, and replied, "Everything is fine."

Wan Weiduo raised the corner of his mouth: "That's good, I also think you are very suitable. That's it, the rental price is the same as the one on the software, deposit one and pay one, and you can move in at any time."

Cheng Mu was stunned for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "That's it?"

Wan Weiduo's brows moved slightly: "It's a two-way choice. Besides, you and Xiao Shuo also know each other. It's obviously a better choice to rent it to you."

Cheng Mu lowered his eyes with some relief and accepted this statement.

"That's right." Wan Weiduo pointed to the master bedroom with the locked door, "Actually, the master bedroom is not a tenant, but a place where the landlord keeps his things. He basically doesn't come back to live, and he only has one request for the tenant. , don’t open the door of this room.”

Cheng Mu was puzzled: "Aren't you the landlord?"

"Yes." Wan Weiduo said, "This is a friend's house, just ask me to rent it out. But don't worry, you can come to me for any problems with the house."

After finishing speaking, Wan Weiduo left the key and access card and left.

Cheng Mu had never seen such a careless "landlord" who handed over the keys without receiving the money, as if he was in a hurry to give the house to someone else.

If it were someone else, Cheng Mu would probably think carefully about whether there was any problem, but after all, there is Fang Shuo's relationship, and Wan Weiduo probably wouldn't cheat him.

And judging from Wan Weiduo's clothes, his financial strength is not bad, and so is his friend.The reason for the low price of renting is probably just to find a safe person to look at the house.

Cheng Mu walked to the door and picked up the key and access card left by Wan Weiduo.

Rongning City is very convenient in every way, and Cheng Mu plans to move here as soon as possible.

Seeing that it was still early, Cheng Mu contacted Fang Shuo and told him that he would not go to the studio in the afternoon, and then returned to the rental house by car.

He doesn't have many things, and he can tidy up in about an afternoon.

Hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Mu was tired and thirsty. While pouring water, he turned on his phone and accidentally saw the call and message Shen Jinzhi had sent him back.

The matter of 2 yuan suddenly appeared in Cheng Muze's mind. He quickly called back and finally got in touch with Shen Jinzhi.

"Mr. Shen." Cheng Mu said apologetically, "I was packing up and preparing to move, so I didn't see your message."

"move place?"

Shen Jinzhi's tone was gentle, as if covering that sentence with a layer of translucent veil to hide the original meaning.

Cheng Mu was stunned, and after contacting the current situation, his breathing suddenly stagnated.

These words seemed to be Shen Jinzhi implying that it was not a wise choice to move in order to embezzle 2 yuan.

Cheng Mu quickly explained: "Mr. Shen, I have no intention of running away. In this way, you give me a card number now, and I will transfer it to you within 10 minutes."

Shen Jinzhi paused, and replied: "It's not very convenient."

Cheng Mu didn't understand, and asked back, "What is it inconvenient for you to say?"

Shen Jinzhi repeated: "Transferring money is not very convenient."

Cheng Mu couldn't ask further questions, so he had to propose another solution: "If you're not in a hurry, I'll send you to school tomorrow."

"It's in a hurry."

Cheng Mu was dumbfounded.

That's right, if someone took 2 yuan from him and lost contact and moved, he probably wouldn't be relieved.

Cheng Mu glanced at his watch: "Then I—"

"Where do you live?"

Cheng Mu didn't react, and reported his address without thinking.

"I happen to be nearby, I'll go find you."

"and many more--"

The call was cut off suddenly, and the beeping sound echoed what Cheng Muze hadn't finished speaking.

The screen of the mobile phone seemed to return to the interface of call records.

At this time, it seems inappropriate to make a special call to prevent Professor Shen from coming.

Cheng Mu put down the unfinished work and waited for Shen Jinzhi to finish.

Within 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door.

Cheng Mu didn't think that Shen Jinzhi could arrive so soon, so he opened the door undefended.

"Mr. Shen... Teacher Shen."

The moment he saw Shen Jinzhi, Cheng Muze's language system couldn't keep up with his visual system, and his words faltered a bit, and he looked more like someone who was guilty of running away.

Shen Jinzhi nodded.

The two stood at the door and looked at each other for more than half a minute before Cheng Mu suddenly recovered and asked Shen Jinzhi to come in and sit down.

No one else has been here, only a pair of slippers, which he is wearing on his feet now.

The half-cleaned living room was messy, and Cheng Mu said to Shen Jinzhi a little embarrassedly: "You can come in directly."

Shen Jinzhi hesitated for a moment, but still walked in.

Cheng Mu looked around the room, but couldn't find a suitable cup to pour water in, so he took out a bottle of iced soda from the refrigerator and handed it to Shen Jinzhi: "I don't have any extra cups here, so I'm sorry for you Drinks."

Shen Jinzhi didn't move.

Cheng Mu found a place to sit down and chatted, "Why are you around here?"

The other party calmly said: "The car has a little trouble, and it happens to be in the repair shop."

"That's it." Cheng Mu didn't say anything, took out his wallet, and returned the card, "This is your card."

Shen Jinzhi picked up the bank card and passed another one: "This time I can't make a mistake."

The two exchanged bank cards and solved the oolong problem of making a wrong payment.

Shen Jinzhi put away the card and asked, "You said you moved, did you find a new house?"

"Well, it's quite a coincidence to say that my newly rented house is also in Rongning City."

"Really?" Shen Jinzhi suggested, "I happen to be going home too, why don't you take some there for you."

"No, no, no." Cheng Mu didn't expect that Shen Jinzhi would have such an idea just by chance when he met him, and quickly refused, "I'll just move it a little by myself, don't bother."

Shen Jinzhi's fingertips overlapped slightly, and his eyes flickered.

After a while, Shen Jinzhi spoke again: "Actually, I have something to ask for your help, so can you allow me to do you a favor first?"

Cheng Mu raised his eyes: "Help?"

Shen Jinzhi responded and said vaguely: "Yes, but don't worry, it's a very simple matter for you."

With that said, Shen Jinzhi got up from the sofa and pointed to Cheng Muze's packed box: "Are you going to bring these?"

"Wait." Cheng Mu also stood up, "I'll consider helping when I'm busy, and I'll just do it myself when I move."

Shen Jinzhi turned sideways slightly, and the dim light in the living room hit his side face from left to right, sharp and soft.

"Give me a chance?"

Shen Jinzhi's words were very soft, and his voice was scattered in the light, bringing an irresistible magic power.

Cheng Mu looked away slightly: "Except for those black boxes containing photographic equipment, everything else is movable."

There was a chuckle in the living room, followed by the sound of boxes being moved.

Not long after, Cheng Mu packed almost all his belongings for the afternoon and moved them to Shen Jinzhi's car.

There are still one or two boxes of things upstairs, but there are obviously some things in the car.Shen Jinzhi moved the boxes and rearranged the order.

Cheng Mu came out of the corridor, and was shocked to see Shen Jinzhi sorting out the boxes.

When he was moving the boxes just now, he found something sharp poked out of one of the boxes, which almost hurt his hand. If Shen Jinzhi didn't see it now, he might accidentally injure him.

"Wait a moment--"

Cheng Mu didn't have time to stop it, and Shen Jinzhi was also very unlucky, and pressed on the sharp edge of hurting people impartially.

The wound was not shallow, and the blood instantly congealed into strands, slipping down from Shen Jinzhi's fair knuckles and dripping onto the blue asphalt road.

Cheng Mu stepped forward nervously, grabbed Shen Jinzhi's wrist and led him upstairs.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Shen Jinzhi followed behind him without saying a word, followed Li Dao and sat on the sofa in the living room.

The small medicine box was lying under the coffee table, and Cheng Mu eagerly opened the medicine box, took out iodophor cotton swabs, and cleaned Shen Jinzhi's wound.

"Does it hurt?"

Looking at the bleeding finger, Cheng Mu raised his eyes, trying to observe Shen Jinzhi's expression, but suddenly froze when he raised his eyes.

At this moment, the two were so close that Cheng Mu could clearly see the tiny fluff on Shen Jinzhi's face illuminated by the light.

His pupils were very dark, as if he could hide a thousand words without revealing the slightest bit.

Looking at each other made Cheng Muze's heart beat faster, and the accumulated heat couldn't dissipate, rushing to his earlobe.

"It hurts." Shen Jinzhi said in a deep voice, his pupils darkened again, "It hurts."

The author says:

Merry Christmas, cuties~?