reverse trapping

Shen Jinzhi's voice was hoarse, and he drilled carefully into Mu Ze's skin, depriving him of his peace.

The living room was abnormally quiet, only the breathing of the two of them fluctuated quietly.

Shen Jinzhi raised his hand slowly, before his slightly opened fingertips touched Cheng Muze's cheek, he clenched it tightly and put it down again.

He whispered, "You got something in your hair."

There was a buzzing in Cheng Mu's ears, he rolled his Adam's apple up and down, pulled away a distance, and tugged at his hair casually.

Shen Jinzhi's blood flowed onto his hands at some point, Cheng Mu was at a loss, and began to blame himself in the tone of his speech: "I was too negligent, let's go to the hospital to deal with it."

Shen Jinzhi smiled lightly, took out a new cotton swab with one hand, and cleaned the blood on the wound by himself: "I'm talking nonsense, this kind of small wound, I'm afraid it can heal if I go later."

With that said, Shen Jinzhi raised the cotton swab, and the corners of his mouth widened: "Is it because I look so delicate that I give you the illusion that I need to go to the hospital?"

Cheng Mu didn't speak, and secretly gritted his teeth, guilt quickly overshadowed the weird enthusiasm before.

He took the blood-stained cotton swab from Shen Jinzhi's hand and threw it into the trash can together with the one in his hand.

He took out the dressing from the medicine box again, and carefully wrapped Shen Jinzhi's wound.

After the dressing was completed, Cheng Mu pulled his hands away.

The warm touch on his hands disappeared, and Cheng Mu rubbed his hands unconsciously.

Shen Jinzhi couldn't help laughing as he looked at the thick dressing on his fingertips.

Cheng Mu followed his gaze and smiled embarrassedly: "It seems a bit ugly."

"It's beautiful." Shen Jinzhi tilted his head slightly, and his eyes moved to Cheng Muze's face, "It's beautiful."

The eyes of the two met again, and Cheng Muze's ears were silent for a second.

Shen Jinzhi got up from the sofa and walked to the box that had not been moved downstairs again.

Seeing Shen Jinzhi's intentions, Cheng Mu woke up from his daze, and stopped in front of him: "Don't move, I will do it myself."

Cheng Mu stacked the remaining two boxes, avoided Shen Jinzhi's actions, and went straight downstairs.

After unloading the box, Cheng Muze caught sight of the blood stain left by Shen Jinzhi on the road from the corner of his eye, and his heart ached.

Not long after, Shen Jinzhi came down with a few bags.

Cheng Mu quickly greeted him, took the things in his hand, and put them on the car seat.

"Mr. Shen, I'm going to lock the door, just wait a moment."

Just as he was about to go upstairs, Shen Jinzhi suddenly stopped him: "Take off the quilt too, and take it with you."

Cheng Mu turned his head, not understanding why Shen Jinzhi said that.

Shen Jinzhi explained: "I stepped on your floor, if you want to stay here to sleep at night, I can only come back and mop the floor."

Cheng Mu originally had no plan to move to his new home to sleep tonight, but upon hearing what Shen Jinzhi said, he had no choice but to change his approach.

He packed the bedding and necessary toiletries, and carried them downstairs together.When he opened the passenger door, he couldn't help being taken aback.

All the things he had put on the passenger seat were gone, and they were all transferred to the space he had reserved for himself in the rear seat.

Shen Jinzhi took the quilt from his hand and stuffed it on the back seat of the car: "It would be better to put all your things in the back. The car is in bad condition at night, and it's not safe to sit in the back seat."

Cheng Mu sat in the co-pilot and said "Okay" dully.

Seeing Shen Jinzhi's injured hand on the steering wheel, Cheng Mu unbuckled his seat belt: "Mr. Shen, why don't I drive?"

"No, fasten it."

The roar of the car starting rejected Cheng Muze's suggestion.

When they arrived at the downstairs of the new residence, Cheng Mu refused to ask Shen Jinzhi to help him no matter what he said.

Fortunately, there is an elevator here, which makes moving things much more convenient.

The move was almost done, and Cheng Mu stood in the living room and counted the number of luggage, but no matter how he counted, one was missing.

He checked it again and found that the "culprit" that caused Professor Shen's injury was just missing.

But he clearly remembered that he had moved that box when he was downstairs.

At this time, Shen Jinzhi stood at the door of his room carrying a box.

"You seem to be missing one."

Cheng Mu stepped forward, but Shen Jinzhi didn't give him a chance to touch the box.

Shen Jinzhi put down the box, picked up the foam box placed on the cabinet by the door, poked it at the corner of the box, and wrapped the protruding sharp part.

Cheng Mu couldn't intervene, so he had to ask Shen Jinzhi to sit down after he finished all this.

It was getting late, and a short break aroused a hunger that was suppressed by exhaustion.

Cheng Mu put away his mobile phone, stood up and said to Shen Jinzhi, "Mr. Shen, may I treat you to dinner?"

"Bring me to dinner?" Shen Jinzhi showed a little interest, "Then can I choose?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Jinzhi would have such a reaction, but Cheng Mu nodded dully.

"Is egg noodles okay? It just happens to warm your new house."

"You mean...do it at home?" Cheng Mu was a little embarrassed, "I just moved here, and there is nothing here, so I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult."

Shen Jinzhi nodded approvingly, got up and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?"

"Go buy ingredients." Shen Jinzhi looked serious, "I'll be back in a few minutes."

Seeing that the previous reasons could not fool Shen Jinzhi, Cheng Mu had no choice but to tell the truth: "Why don't you eat something else, it will take you so long, and eating this is too poor."

Shen Jinzhi paused slightly, and looked at Cheng Muze through the reflective glasses: "Didn't you say I can choose? Now, I just want to eat this."

The other party did not give him a chance to refute.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Cheng Mu had no choice but to find the kitchen utensils.

He really couldn't understand why Professor Shen wanted to eat a bowl of egg noodles instead of eating so many delicacies outside.But since Professor Shen opened his mouth, he couldn't refuse.

Thinking back carefully, egg noodles seemed to be the first meal he knew how to cook.

But how did he learn it, Cheng Mu can be said to have no memory at all.

Shen Jinzhi came back very quickly, the water hadn't even boiled, and the ingredients had already been placed in the kitchen by Shen Jinzhi's hands.

Cheng Mu took out two eggs, broke them and poured them into the pot.

Bubbles bubbled out of the water, the scattered egg flowers ran quickly in the pot, and the steam was printed on the glass window of the kitchen, leaving a mark unique to this moment.

Cheng Mu filled the noodles, put them on the dining table, and handed Shen Jinzhi a pair of disposable chopsticks.

Shen Jinzhi took off his glasses, put them aside, and opened his chopsticks, exactly the same process as he saw in the noodle shop last time.

This kind of approachable atmosphere eroded Cheng Muze's image of an unattainable professor.

Perhaps because his gaze was too heavy, Shen Jinzhi raised his eyes to look at him, and then he stopped eating noodles.

Cheng Mu raised the corners of his lips unnaturally, and started a new topic: "The things I cook are not very tasty, please bear with me."

"We seem to have known each other for a while. Don't you feel awkward that you always come and go with 'you'?"

Cheng Mu looked at Shen Jinzhi.

Without the cover of the glasses, the sharpness between Professor Shen's eyebrows and eyes can be seen at a glance, only the soft voice is trying to dilute his innate sense of distance.

Cheng Mu changed his words: "Then you... take care of yourself."

The person on the opposite side lowered his eyes lightly: "It's actually quite delicious, and it's very similar to the taste I liked a few years ago."

Cheng Mu caught the word "a few years ago", but couldn't ask.

He picked up the chopsticks, rolled up a pinch of egg noodles, and asked Shen Jinzhi, "By the way, you said you need my help. What is it?"

Shen Jinzhi pretended to be stupid: "What else is there?"

Cheng Mu nodded affirmatively.

"Then, add a WeChat first."

"what?"

Cheng Mu couldn't keep up with his sudden turning point. Although he didn't understand what he meant, he opened WeChat as he did.

"Ding--"

Cheng Mu scanned Shen Jinzhi's WeChat QR code and sent a friend request.

Shen Jinzhi took out two tissues and put on his glasses again: "I'll tell you when I'm done thinking about it. Thank you for the hospitality tonight. Goodbye."

Shen Jinzhi left, leaving only Cheng Mu sitting at the dinner table in a daze.

I'll tell you after I think about it, isn't it that there is no place that needs help yet?

Could it be that Shen Jinzhi was just looking for an excuse to help him move?

How can this be?

They just met by chance, in Shen Jinzhi's eyes, he is not even a person who is not even a rival in love.

Cheng Mu shook his head vigorously to get rid of such unreliable thoughts.

He picked up his chopsticks and continued eating noodles.

He took the next bite, but couldn't help but spit it out.

The salt in the egg noodles was not mixed well, and the bite he bit happened to be a salt packet.

No wonder Shen Jinzhi left so soon, afraid that he would have to eat it if he served him a bowl politely.

Cheng Mu got up, ready to stir the noodles in the pot and scoop up another bowl, but his eyes were fixed on the bottom of Shen Jinzhi's empty bowl.

He... finished eating it all?

·

Moving house was probably the most tiring thing. Not long after Shen Jinzhi left, Cheng Mu cleaned up the dishes and the bed, and fell asleep directly, so that the biological clock and the alarm clock could not wake him up early the next morning.

Near noon, Qin Yi's series of fatal calls woke him up.

"Hello?" Cheng Mu hoarse, his displeasure clearly overflowing.

"Where are you? I've been looking for you all morning. I've got the answers to Chen Jiao's electronic questionnaire. You don't want it anymore?"

Cheng Mu jumped up from the bed, his movements were too large, and his blood pressure went up.

He looked around in a daze, and suddenly realized the fact that he had moved.

"In the end, you can see it in the background, right? Only she has filled out this questionnaire herself. You can read it yourself, I'm off to work, bye~"

Cheng Mu pressed the center of his eyebrows, and called up the questionnaire filled by Chen Jiao from the backstage of the electronic questionnaire statistics.

He scanned the cover-up questions before, and pulled to the bottom key question-in a relationship, will you break through the boundaries of responsibility and morality for true love?

Chen Jiao's answer is "yes".

The stagnant wind in the air circled into an invisible heavy hammer, which completely woke up Cheng Muze.

He repeatedly confirmed the answers on the questionnaire, and every time he confirmed it, his heart felt cold again.

So, does Chen Jiao think that true love is more important, so he still surrounds Shen Jinzhi every day when he already has a boyfriend?

Cheng Mu leaned on the head of the bed sluggishly, letting the coolness of the bed climb up his back.

It's over, it's over now.

Cheng Muze's brain overloaded and emptied everything, so empty that he lost focus, and he couldn't even see the furnishings of the room right in front of him.

A few minutes later, he got up as if he was alive, cleaned up briefly, and went out.

It happened to be lunch time when he arrived at Jinsong University.

When he came near the staff cafeteria, he saw Chen Jiao and Shen Jinzhi staying together again.

Chen Jiao's answer in the questionnaire is still vivid in his memory, every word binds Cheng Muze's heart like an ice silk thread, imprisoning his consciousness.

Chen Jiao's smile became more and more exaggerated, and the range of gestures with his hands became larger and larger.

Those movements tightened the ice thread on the chest, while Cheng Mu stared at the two without moving, watching their limbs getting closer.

He was almost suffocating.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He tightened his mask and took a shortcut to block the way of Shen Jinzhi and Chen Jiao.

His voice was extremely low: "Mr. Shen, I have something to tell you."

"Later." Shen Jinzhi said unhurriedly, "I still have something to do, I'll contact you later."

"Right now." Cheng Mu said in a hoarse voice.

Although Cheng Mu lowered his head, he could clearly feel that Chen Jiao's gaze was pressing on him.

He lowered the brim of his hat, for fear that Chen Jiao would recognize him.

He didn't dare to stop for a second, grabbed Shen Jinzhi's wrist, and led him away from Chen Jiao.

The author says:

Grab the old attack today (yes)

Next update, Tuesday at 10pm~