reverse trapping

A large area of ​​vines is wrapped around the pavilion, covering it with a layer of shadow.

The cool sunlight penetrated through the barrier and hit Shen Jinzhi's face.

The dark spots of light made the eyebrows more profound, and the eyes were wrapped in a mist, invading and closing silently.

Cheng Mu's lips parted slightly, but he didn't utter a single syllable.

"Can't you see clearly? How about this?"

As soon as the words fell, Shen Jinzhi approached again.

Cheng Mu held his breath subconsciously, his back was so stiff that he couldn't move.

The breath on Shen Jinzhi's body was very weak, but when it entered his nasal cavity, it was unexpectedly scorching.

So close.

Cheng Muze's brain slowly received the command to retreat, and his palm moved accordingly, but accidentally touched Shen Jinzhi's fingertips.

Shen Jinzhi's eyes lowered lightly, and fell on the position where the two knuckles overlapped.

A gust of sticky wind passed through the long pavilion, pulling the fine silk thread between the two.

Cheng Mu suddenly withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "My feelings are incalculable, you should ask the person who said so."

There was no movement from Shen Jinzhi's side, and he didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, Shen Jinzhi stretched out his hand and handed him a piece of candy.

"Water's gift in return." Shen Jinzhi said.

The brilliance of the candy wrapper dissipated Cheng Muze's uneasiness, he took the piece of candy that still had Shen Jinzhi's body temperature, and twirled it in his palm.

This is not the first time that Professor Shen gave him candy, and Cheng Mu couldn't help being curious: "Do you always carry candy with you?"

Shen Jinzhi unscrewed the water bottle: "Almost, I'm used to it."

"Habit?" Cheng Mu's face changed slightly, "Mr. Shen, you're already...married and have children, right?"

Shen Jinzhi, who was drinking water, suddenly choked and coughed, barely suppressing the saliva in his mouth, and didn't spit it out.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Cheng Muze in surprise: "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Mu said with reason and evidence: "If it wasn't for the fact that there was always a child by my side, how could I get used to bringing candies with me?"

Hearing this, Shen Jinzhi raised the water bottle and tapped Cheng Muze's forehead with an intimate and familiar gesture.

"Where did you get so many weird brain circuits?"

The force was not heavy, but Cheng Mu still rubbed the place that was hit by reflex, and confirmed seriously: "Is there not?"

"No." Shen Jinzhi replied accurately.

Hearing this, Cheng Mu let out a long sigh of relief.

Shen Jinzhi raised the corners of his lips: "Why do you seem relieved to hear that I'm not married?"

"No, just ask casually."

Cheng Mu denied it shortly, but he was inevitably embarrassed in his heart.

At this time, Cheng Muze's cell phone rang.

Cheng Mu took out his mobile phone, glanced at it casually, and buckled it on his body.

It was the alarm clock that normally woke him up every day, and it also appropriately became an excuse for him to leave.

He quickly said goodbye to Shen Jinzhi, and a chuckle from behind was mixed with the hurried footsteps.

When approaching the studio, Cheng Mu realized that he forgot to go back to the rental house first.

However, he didn't have anything to bring, so he simply omitted this step.

When we arrived, the studio door was open.

He opened the door, and Fang Shuo's voice came from the studio immediately.

"Are you here?" There was a strong nasal tone in the voice, obviously ill.

Cheng Mu put down the water bottle he held in his hand: "Take a rest before you recover from illness. Why are you in such a hurry to work?"

Fang Shuo gave a silly laugh, and rubbed the back of his head: "I plan to participate in a competition recently, and the registration is about to close, but I haven't done it yet, so I want to learn from you~"

Cheng Mu understood Fang Shuo's meaning, approached the computer desk, and turned on the computer: "It's not enough to learn from the scriptures, but you can have reference suggestions."

He took the USB drive from Fang Shuo and inserted it into the computer.

After the startup was completed, an email notification popped up in the automatically logged-in mailbox, roughly saying that his entry had entered the final round.

Cheng Mu didn't look carefully, and opened the USB flash drive.

"By the way." Fang Shuo pulled the chair over and sat next to Cheng Muze, "When will we start to implement the previous idea?"

"Hmm..." Cheng Mu paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Actually, I have almost done the preliminary work for the photo tour, and the beginning of next month is a suitable time. As for another idea... we have to think about it in the long run. "

"it is good."

Fang Shuo nodded, pointed to the first folder in the USB flash drive and said, "This is it."

Cheng Mu opened the photo and began to understand Fang Shuo's idea for this portrait.

In the afternoon, Cheng Mu left for a while, preparing to go back to the last rental house to pack up the leftovers, and return the rent by the way.

Although there are not many things, it took a lot of time to pack the bits and pieces together.

After handing over the keys, Cheng Mu got back the rental deposit, and bid farewell to this place.

Cheng Mu returned to the newly rented house and started a new round of tidying up.

When everything was almost packed, it was already dark, and Cheng Mu felt hungry belatedly.

He soaked a bowl of instant noodles, and the WeChat campaign push was delivered on time again.

Thinking of his clumsy excuses for the past two days in order to show his presence in front of Professor Shen, Cheng Mu always felt his head buzzing.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to the consultant.

Vitamin C: "Is there any good way to brush up the presence?"

After waiting for a while, the other party replied.

Z: "The method needs to be determined according to the other party's living habits, personality characteristics, professional characteristics and other details, and cannot be generalized."

Cheng Mu was a little hesitant. If he told Professor Shen's occupation and personality, it would be embarrassing if the other party got the right number.

vocational school……

Cheng Mu was thinking, and his eyes moved to the few professional books on the coffee table that he hadn't finished reading.

Another message popped up on WeChat.

Z: "Also, don't worry about bothering the other party. Trouble is equal to fetters and an excuse to meet next time."

Cheng Mu clasped his hands together: "That's right, there are so many books in the library of Jinsong University, borrowing and returning them, isn't it just coming and going?"

Thinking about it, Cheng Mu opened WeChat, replied a thank you to the consultant, and switched to Shen Jinzhi's WeChat dialog box.

Vitamin C: "Mr. Shen, I want to go to the school library to borrow some books that are not in circulation in the market. Can you do me a favor?"

Cheng Mu cleaned up the dishes after eating, and finally waited for Shen Jinzhi's reply.

That day, he went to bed contentedly.

The night wind sneaked in through the gap of the window, stirring the hemp curtain fabric.

Cheng Mu pulled up the corner of the curtain, and the person beside him asked in a deep voice, "Do you really want to change the color?"

Cheng Mu pulled up another layer of tulle: "I think it looks pretty, the color contrast is bold enough, and it has a sense of design."

"It just doesn't match the decoration style of the house." The man made another suggestion.

"My room is my decision, at worst, buy some small items to display, and it can always be echoed in the soft decoration."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Mu suddenly lost his confidence: "But... will the landlord agree?"

"Change it if you want." A water bottle was tapped on his forehead gently, "He will agree."

Cheng Mu opened his eyes, and the morning light came in through the gaps in the curtains, attracting his attention.

After staring blankly for a long time, Cheng Mu slowly regained consciousness.

Did he just dream about the curtains?

After relaxing for a while, Cheng Mu got up and took a shower.

Only then did he realize that he forgot to ask Shen Jinzhi when it was convenient to go to the library.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to Qin Yi.

Ten minutes later, Qin Yi got Shen Jinzhi's general subject schedule.

According to the class schedule, Professor Shen only has three or four classes in the afternoon.Cheng Mu then agreed to meet at the library gate at ten o'clock in the morning.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Cheng Mu arrived at the entrance of the library on time.

Shen Jinzhi stood upright in front of the library, holding a few documents in his hands, as if he had just arrived.

Cheng Mu hurried up to meet him: "Mr. Shen, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, just arrived at the door."

Cheng Mu followed Shen Jinzhi's footsteps, and when he saw the turnstile at the entrance of the library, he suddenly realized a problem - the library can only be entered by swiping a student card or a faculty card.

It has been several years since he graduated, so he definitely won't be able to get in.

Shen Jinzhi should have forgotten about it too. It seems that the idea of ​​borrowing books together was a waste of time.

Cheng Mu slowed down, and before he could figure out what to do, Shen Jinzhi turned to him and said, "What are you thinking, follow up."

Shen Jinzhi deviated from the route to go straight to the turnstile, walked towards the service desk, and handed a piece of paper to one of the windows: "This is the admission certificate issued by the curator's office."

The staff carefully checked the stamps on the certification documents, and immediately said: "Mr. Shen, I still need your and the applicant's ID cards."

Hearing this, Cheng Mu hurriedly took out his ID card and sent it over.

The staff smiled while entering the information: "Ms. Shen just entered the library to do this."

Shen Jinzhi smiled without saying a word, took the ID card and returned it to Cheng Muze.

Cheng Mu blinked dully.

According to what the staff said, Shen Jinzhi had arrived early, and they even issued a permission certificate for him in advance.

How can one person do things so reliably...

"Keep it."

After completing the temporary reading pass, Cheng Muze's emotion will disappear by half.

Cheng Mu was embarrassed to trouble Shen Jinzhi so much.

Shen Jinzhi understood his thoughts, and said before he could speak: "You don't need to thank me, it's just a matter of little effort."

Cheng Mu swallowed the thanks that came to his lips, and followed Shen Jinzhi into the elevator.The number of the elevator kept changing, and they reached the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is the library layer for literature and art.

There are reading desks on each floor of the library, but most of them have become self-study places for students.

Looking at the students who were studying by themselves, Cheng Mu vaguely remembered that he had also studied here.

At that time, it seemed that someone's hand was marking the key points in his exercise book.

The gentle wind poured into the library, flapping the curtains, brushing the pages of the books, and making a rattling sound.

After a crisp sound, Cheng Mu came back to his senses.

Shen Jinzhi stopped, lowered his voice and approached Cheng Mu, and said, "These are the rows, you pick first, I—"

Before he could finish speaking, someone passed by behind him, and bumped into Shen Jinzhi's back with a book.

Shen Jinzhi was unprepared and almost bumped into Cheng Muze, his glasses slipped off the bridge of his nose in a slightly embarrassed way.

Seeing the mirror frame sliding down neatly, Cheng Mu unconsciously raised his fingertips and helped Shen Jinzhi push the mirror frame up.

Like he's done it countless times before.

Shen Jinzhi's body froze and his breathing stagnated.

The author says:

Seeking starfish~asking for comments~