reverse trapping

Behind him, the soft apology didn't stop.

Shen Jinzhi raised his eyes, the diaphragm in his eyes was cracked, revealing infinite tenderness.

Before Cheng Mu could understand that expression, the hidden emotion quickly evaporated and dissipated.

He didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his behavior, and said bluntly: "It's easy for me~"

That smile was impeccable, almost dazzling.

Shen Jinzhi staggered that smile and turned around to deal with the episode that happened just now.

Cheng Mu stood behind him without interrupting.

After a few words, Shen Jinzhi continued what he hadn't done before, turned around and said to Cheng Mu: "You choose, I... wait for you."

Cheng Mu didn't think too much, just responded.

Not long after, he chose the book and searched around for the location of Shen Jinzhi.

At this time, Shen Jinzhi was holding a book with a pure white cover, and his fingertips ran over the lower corner of the page, carrying an aura of alienation.

Feeling the gaze, Shen Jinzhi raised his eyes, half closed the book, and looked towards Cheng Mu.

When their eyes met, Cheng Mu shook the two books in his hand and mouthed to Shen Jinzhi: "I've chosen."

The sunlight hit Cheng Muze's back and scattered around the edge of his figure.

Shen Jinzhi paused slightly, his thumb slipped from between the pages, and he closed the book completely.

"Choose another one."

Shen Jinzhi stared at him intently, and repeated in a low voice: "Choose another one."

Cheng Mu didn't understand Shen Jinzhi's intentions, but he followed his advice.

When he picked out the last book and raised his head again, Shen Jinzhi still maintained the same posture as before, as if he hadn't moved during the ten minutes he was picking the book.

After putting away the three books in his hand, Cheng Mu walked up to Shen Jinzhi, the two exchanged glances, and left side by side tacitly.

Shen Jinzhi led Cheng Mu to the automatic library machine on the first floor, and read the staff card on the machine.

"The book is under my name, remember to find me after reading it."

"it is good."

After completing the borrowing process, Cheng Mu was about to return the temporary borrowing card to the service desk, but Shen Jinzhi stopped him.

"Take it, you can activate it next time if you need it."

Cheng Mu was surprised.

Is the school library so rich now?Temporary cards are not recycled?

but……

As long as it is so convenient to activate every time, can borrowing books become a regular reason for him to look for Professor Shen?

Thinking in a daze, the two had already left the library.

The scorching sun at noon, the dampness pressing in the air strengthened the feeling of suffocation, while Cheng Mu unconsciously raised his hand and flapped it slightly at the neckline.

"Is it hot?" Shen Jinzhi said.

"It's okay." Cheng Mu replied casually.

"But I'm a little hot."

As he said that, Shen Jinzhi tilted his head and looked over, with an obvious smile in his eyes.

Cheng Mu knew what he was implying, but did not understand the specific content of his implying.

Shen Jinzhi continued: "Did I help you a lot?"

Cheng Mu nodded.

"Then - treat me to a cold drink?"

The unexpected content of the conversation made Cheng Mu speechless.

"Let's go."

Shen Jinzhi didn't give him a chance to refuse, and motioned him to follow.

Shen Jinzhi's pace was not fast, which gave him a buffer time.

They walked along the river bank in front of the library, listening to the chatter of passing students.

"Why do photographers always show up in our school these days?"

"Photographer?"

"Yes, I discovered it two days ago. I heard from my brother that the lenses with red circles on them are expensive lenses. I saw seven or eight people with such cameras recently. They must be photographers."

"Oh~ I just remembered when you said that. My roommate from the art school told me that their school seems to have launched a photography teaching project in cooperation with outsiders."

"That's no wonder."

Listening to the conversation of the two girls behind them, they had arrived at the school gate before they knew it.

There is a dessert shop here, called "Tian Tian", which is a shop with excessive sugar content just by hearing the name.

Shen Jinzhi walked to the front desk, ordered several desserts, then pointed to the ice cream machine and said, "A creamy ice cream, thank you."

The freshly pressed ice cream was the fastest to be shipped, and it was delivered to Shen Jinzhi within a few minutes.

Shen Jinzhi picked up the plastic spoon in front of the checkout counter and inserted it into the soft ice cream.

He turned around and handed the ice cream to Cheng Muze: "Take it, the last ice cream at the end of summer."

Cheng Mu was stunned.

Almost the same sentence rang in my ears.

"The last ice cream at the end of summer, do you want to have a bite?"

The difference was that the voice was his own.

"What are you doing standing there?"

In a daze, Cheng Mu took the ice cream.

The white tip of the ice cream has melted slightly, sliding down a shallow ravine.

"Find a seat first."

By the time Cheng Mu came back to his senses, he was already sitting in the corner of the dessert shop.

The ice cream was ignored because of dissatisfaction, which accelerated the melting speed, and it almost flowed into Cheng Muze's hands in just a short while.

Cheng Mu quickly dug up with a spoon.

While eating, he pondered Shen Jinzhi's strange words.

late summer...

Although the temperature hasn't dropped yet, it is already autumn. Strictly speaking, it has been more than a month since the beginning of autumn.

Why did Shen Jinzhi talk about the end of summer?

After a while, Shen Jinzhi sat opposite him with a tray.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Jinzhi asked as he took out the dessert from the tray.

"No." Cheng Mu shook his head, followed by Shen Jinzhi, "It's just that the professor likes sweets, which is a bit against the law."

Shen Jinzhi smiled without saying a word, silently took out the last plate of dessert, and placed it in front of Cheng Muze.

"Try it, the clerk said it's a new product, salty, more in line with the taste of northerners."

Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "How does Mr. Shen know that I am from the north?"

Shen Jinzhi withdrew his hand, and said slowly, "I can guess from the accent."

"Really?" Cheng Mu said with a smile, "This is the first time I've heard people say that I have an accent. When I was in college, I had a roommate who liked the tones of the northern dialect very much, and regretted several times because I didn't have an accent. Year."

Shen Jinzhi didn't respond, but just motioned him to try it.

Cheng Mu changed the spoon, dug out a corner and stuffed it in his mouth.

The heavy salty taste quickly escaped from the tip of his tongue, instantly numb half of his tongue.

"what happened?"

Shen Jinzhi frowned slightly, seeing that Cheng Mu was silent, so he got up to check the situation.

Cheng Mu swallowed the food in his mouth: "I'm fine."

After speaking, he scooped up a mouthful of ice cream, trying to buffer his taste.

The strong salty smell stimulated the taste buds, making Cheng Mu naturally think of the egg noodles on the day of moving.

After a while, Cheng Muze spoke again: "I'm sorry about the egg noodles last time. I didn't know the salt was stirred until later."

Shen Jinzhi smiled lightly, folded his hands on the table: "If I accept your apology, can I get compensation?"

Cheng Mu paused, and said in a daze, "Yes, yes."

"Then I accept." Shen Jinzhi rubbed his overlapping thumbs secretly, "Then trouble me to make another bowl."

"I--"

Cheng Mu just said a word, and the light-colored liquid from the ice cream had already flowed along the wall of the cup to his hand.He gasped, and Shen Jinzhi had already pulled out a wet wipe and handed it over.

After he finished wiping his hands, he had completely forgotten the unfinished conversation between the two of them just now, picked up the spoon and began to eat.

Before leaving, Cheng Mu saw post-it notes on the table for guests to make wishes.

He had a flash of inspiration, looked at the pen on Shen Jinzhi's suit pocket, and asked, "Can I borrow your pen?"

Shen Jinzhi lowered his eyebrows, took down the pen, and handed it over.

Cheng Mu scribbled down a line, carefully tore off the paper, and pressed it on the only unfinished dessert on the table.

After walking a long way from the dessert shop, Shen Jinzhi asked, "What did you write to the dessert shop?"

Cheng Mu said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just suggest that they reduce the amount of salt that the northerners can't stand, by a little bit."

Before they knew it, they had reached a fork in the road, and Cheng Mu waved Shen Jinzhi goodbye, ending today's meeting.

When he arrived at the studio, Cheng Mu remembered that he forgot to invite Shen Jinzhi to lunch.

The same goes for desserts and cold drinks. It was clearly stated that he was a treat, but in the end he ate most of the food, but Mr. Shen paid for it.

...whatever it is.

Cheng Mu opened the door of the studio, and the sound of the TV series came from inside.

He put away the books he borrowed from the library and approached Fang Shuo.

Fang Shuo is following the drama.

A certain urban-themed TV series is being played on the tablet.

In the picture, one protagonist slowly leans towards the other protagonist, helping the other protagonist to raise his glasses with a smile on his face, then slowly lowers his eyes, and moves his gaze to the other protagonist's lips.

Fang Shuo was so emotional that he pinched the snack bag to rattle.

The plot came to an abrupt end here, Fang Shuo frantically poked at the next episode, and when he found out that it was the latest episode, he cried out in distress.

Cheng Mu licked his teeth and asked seriously, "Why are you so excited? Didn't you just adjust your glasses?"

"Fitting glasses depends on the situation!" Fang Shuo turned around, his eyes full of desire to talk.

"Look, if I wear glasses and I can't get out of my hands with a lot of things now, and the glasses slide down and affect my vision, it's understandable for you to help me up."

"If the other party has free hands, is there any inconvenience?" Cheng Mu asked.

"Isn't that what I saw? Flirting~"

flirting...

flirting? !

Thinking of his act of helping Shen Jinzhi's glasses, Cheng Mu's mind went numb.

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Orange: Refresh your cognition today (yes)