reverse trapping

There was a sound of footsteps coming from bottom to top in the corridor, getting closer.

Looking at Shen Jinzhi's confused expression, Cheng Mu realized that he had slipped his words again.

Similar actions and words should resonate with hidden memories no matter who does them.

Last time, he mistook Chen Jiao just like that.

He just talked nonsense with Chen Jiao, and then came to poison Professor Shen in a blink of an eye, it was hopeless.

Cheng Mu staggered Shen Jinzhi's gaze, and apologized: "I didn't sleep well, and my brain is not normal. I'll just eat a little breakfast when I get home, so I won't bother you any more."

Cheng Mu lowered his head and walked along the wall to the door of the rented house.

It wasn't until he reached the same position as Shen Jinzhi that Shen Jinzhi said unhurriedly: "But you told me last night that you didn't bring the key."

After being reminded by Shen Jinzhi, Cheng Mu remembered this fatal question.

but--

He looked up at Shen Jinzhi: "When did I tell you?"

The neighbor upstairs went to the third floor, and Shen Jinzhi continued undisturbed: "When I carried you back to your room last night, you—"

The gentle voice fell into Cheng Muze's ears, and suddenly became hot.Cheng Mu turned around in shock, and hurriedly covered Shen Jinzhi's mouth.

Shen Jin took half a step back and leaned on the handrail of the stairs.

Obviously, besides him and Shen Jinzhi in the corridor, there was only the eldest brother who was upstairs, but Cheng Mu always felt that the double pressure was coming to him.

He laughed dryly, looked at the eldest brother passing by, and forcefully explained: "My brother, he is my brother."

The elder brother ignored them, gave them a strange look, and continued to go upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Mu watched helplessly as the man opened the door opposite Shen Jin's house.

"..."

He seems to have caused trouble for Shen Jinzhi again.

Cheng Mu let go of Shen Jinzhi and retreated to a safe distance.

He stared blankly at the door the elder brother walked in, feeling a little guilty: "He doesn't know you, does he?"

Shen Jinzhi was not nervous at all: "I always leave early and return late, so I don't even know who lives across the door."

Cheng Mu was a little shocked.

Professor Shen is so busy, hasn't he even met the neighbor across the door?

Just when Cheng Muze was stunned, Shen Jinzhi raised his hand and pressed the corner of his lips.

Following his movements, Cheng Mu discovered that there was a clear bloodstain on Shen Jinzhi's pale lips due to illness.

Seeing the obvious color, Cheng Mu raised his hand nervously: "Are you okay?"

Shen Jinzhi frowned, and straightened up from the metal armrest: "It hurts, it seems to be bleeding."

Cheng Mu gasped.

Shen Jinzhi raised his eyelids and extended his gaze to Cheng Muze: "Can you help me take a look?"

His words lifted the gap of nothingness between the two, revealing a not-so-obvious ambiguity.

Cheng Mu involuntarily leaned forward for half a step. Before he moved his hands, his earlobe was blushing strangely.

Shen Jinzhi let go of the hints in his eyes, and took advantage of Cheng Muze's weak mood to reveal his original intention: "Still standing still? Come up to eat."

Just like that, Cheng Mu returned to Shen Jin's house in a daze.

Chen Jiao was still sitting at his original position, when he heard someone coming in, he turned around and looked over.

"Waiting for a long time." Shen Jinzhi walked to the tea table, and handed a cup of milk tea to Chen Jiao, "I'm sorry, I was a little surprised today, so I was neglected."

Just as Chen Jiao wanted to speak, his gaze was fixed on the bruise at the corner of Shen Jinzhi's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Mu reappeared in Chen Jiao's sight.

Chen Jiao immediately choked and couldn't speak.

Shen Jinzhi glanced behind him, his eyes were soft as if they could melt water: "Sit and wait for a while."

She seemed to know what Cheng Mu was going downstairs in a hurry.

Chen Jiao was so sore that his teeth ached, he opened the milk tea on the table and took a quick sip.

A mouthful of thick sugar numbs half of her tongue, she opened the plastic bag with the trademark printed on the outside of the milk tea cup, and the polysaccharide on the label stained her eyes again.

Cheng Mu stepped into the living room slowly and sat down opposite Chen Jiao again.

Facing Chen Jiao again, Cheng Muze's mood was completely different. With that sense of relief, the embarrassing parting just now seemed insignificant.

Cheng Mu searched back and forth in his mind, and found a reasonable reason to cover it up: "I'm sorry, I'm doing a photo shoot about the theme of 'amnesia' recently. The process of chatting with many amnesiacs during this time has affected Don't mind my thinking and asking some weird questions."

Chen Jiao suddenly realized: "It turns out that it is like this, it is not easy for you to engage in art."

She put down the milk tea in her hand, looked at the busy figures in the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shen is too kind to you. I sent him condolences, but his mind is full of you haven't eaten yet. I watched him walk He's not as stable as usual, he must be sick, if he plans to work these two days, you should stop him."

The alarm bell in Cheng Mu's heart vibrated, and he followed Chen Jiao's line of sight.

Shen Jinzhi was still talking nonsense last night. He accidentally found him lying on the sofa in the middle of the night, and had to send him into the room. He had to spend energy dealing with him and Chen Jiao early in the morning.

Thinking of this, a sour taste rushed into Cheng Muze's mouth, and the bitter taste quickly escaped from the tip of his tongue, encroaching on his sense of taste.

He trotted to the kitchen, trying to stop Shen Jinzhi's movement: "I'll do it."

Shen Jinzhi passed his hand and directly picked up the bowl on the table: "It's all set."

While the two were talking, Chen Jiao had already reached the door.

She shook the milk tea cup in her hand: "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for the milk tea. I won't get in the way here. Let me make a suggestion, can I change it to three-point sugar next time? We girls are very afraid of getting fat."

The anti-theft door closed softly, and Chen Jiao left Shen Jin's house.

Cheng Mu turned his head, picked up the bowl of porridge in Shen Jinzhi's hand, and thanked him in a low voice.

At the table, the two sat opposite each other.

Shen Jinzhi ate quickly, and after eating, he purposely found the aerosol, ready to spray Cheng Muze.

Cheng Mu quickly grabbed the medicine bottle, got up and said, "I'm really fine."

He almost forgot about his injury, but Shen Jinzhi still remembered it.

The warm and soft porridge was sweet with sugar, but it couldn't neutralize the bitterness in Cheng Muze's mouth.

In the past three years since he stepped into the society, no one pampered him, and no one cared about him. He had to bear everything alone.

Passing by with many white-eyed criticisms and hesitation, Cheng Mu almost forgot what it was like to be cared all the time in the past.

In the short month of acquaintance with Shen Jinzhi, he seemed to be always accepting help from the other party.

Shen Jinzhi thinks from his point of view in everything, and never makes things difficult for him.

It was only then that Cheng Mu realized with extreme lag that Shen Jinzhi was indeed too kind to him.

Such a short-term friendship can make unreserved friends, I am afraid it will be difficult to find one even with a lantern.

But what about him?

Cheng Mu flinched slightly.

He never forgot what purpose he had in approaching Shen Jinzhi.

The seeds of guilt buried deep in his heart grew in an instant, and vine-like webs engulfed his heart, tightening inward without restraint.

Cheng Mu didn't know how to face Shen Jinzhi's concern and just wanted to leave.

He bowed abruptly to Shen Jinzhi: "Thank you, Mr. Shen, I'll go first."

"and many more."

Cheng Mu stopped in his tracks, shrinking his fingertips slightly.

Shen Jinzhi picked up the medicine bottle on the table and stuffed it into his hand: "Remember to spray the medicine."

Cheng Mu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his words got stuck in his throat, and he finally left in embarrassment.

The clouds were gloomy, responding to his depression.

He has no keys, and the only place he can go is the studio.

In the studio, Fang Shuo was working on the post-production alone. Seeing that it was him, he continued to work.

It took a long time before Cheng Mu put down the medicine bottle that was tightly clutched in his hand.

"Click."

He was slightly stunned, and followed the voice to look at the table.

Between the two aerosol medicine bottles, a candy cube was quietly lying in it.

The bright red candy paper circled a layer of shimmer on the white table top, blocking Cheng Muze's sight.

It was the kind of candy that Shen Jinzhi often gave him.

The vine that Cheng Mu had just calmed down grew spikes restlessly, and quietly sank into his heart.

He took out his mobile phone and switched to the ticketing software.

Fang Shuo was still concentrating on his work, when an itinerary reminder suddenly popped up on the computer.

Looking at the message, Fang Shuo stopped suddenly, turned his chair and looked at Cheng Muze behind him: "Are you going abroad next Tuesday?"

Cheng Mu was stunned.

During the holiday, Qianqianshuo's computer graphics card had some problems, so he borrowed his computer.And there is an itinerary software associated with the mobile phone on his computer, which will form a schedule reminder as soon as the ticket purchase is completed.

Cheng Mu could only nod in recognition.

Fang Shuo was shocked: "Have you fixed all the photos?"

Cheng Mu shook his head: "No, I just want to change my mood."

Fang Shuo blinked blankly: "Then when will you be back?"

Cheng Mu didn't say a word, after all, he didn't think about it.

The relationship between friends can be roughly divided into two types, one is that you don’t need to deliberately maintain it, and you can still be as familiar as yesterday every time you contact, and the other is that you will forget each other if you don’t contact for a period of time.

He and Shen Jinzhi are the second type.

Ever since he accepted that unreliable method, Cheng Mu never thought that Shen Jinzhi would be so sincere that he would not be able to make up for it no matter what.

He is not worthy of such kindness, and stopping the loss for Shen Jinzhi in time is the only thing he can do.

As for the debts he owed, he could only think of other ways to repay them.

Seeing that Cheng Mu didn't answer for a long time, Fang Shuo said again: "Let's go later? Next week's Tianjin University Games, let's go and see the fun together."

"No, it's troublesome to change tickets." Cheng Mu simply refused, got up and found a spare key in the drawer, "I'm going home to pack my things now."

Cheng Mu put away the two bottles of medicine, picked up the candy, and put it in his pocket.

When he got home, Cheng Mu would always think of what Chen Jiao said before he left, and began to worry that Shen Jinzhi would go to work with illness.

After hesitating for a long time, Cheng Mu called Wan Weiduo.

After asking Wan Weiduo for a long time, Cheng Mu confirmed that Shen Jinzhi was not working.

As the evening approached, he ordered another door-to-door medicine delivery service. After the medicine delivery man learned that Shen Jinzhi's illness was no longer serious, he finally fell asleep with peace of mind.

In the next few days, Cheng Mu filled his time to prevent himself from thinking wildly.

In the blink of an eye, it was Monday afternoon, less than a day before his departure.

After editing the picture, Cheng Mu was very hungry.

He picked up his phone and saw two unread messages on the prompt bar.

One is a reminder of tomorrow's itinerary, and the other is from Shen Jinzhi.

Shen Jinzhi said that he was eating noodles at "Memory Taste" and wanted to invite him to join him.

Watching the news, Cheng Mu had mixed feelings.

Going to that noodle shop to eat noodles every Monday was the first habit Cheng Mu knew about Shen Jinzhi.

And there was also the beginning of his absurd behavior.

When he came back from abroad, the relationship between him and Shen Jinzhi should have worn off.

Wherever it starts, it ends.

Just take a quick look.

With this lame excuse, Cheng Mu finally persuaded himself to leave.

The distance from the studio to the noodle shop is not long, but Cheng Mu always feels that he is not walking fast enough.

In the busy streets and alleys, Cheng Mu walked forward at an untimely pace.

The sycamore tree by the window of the noodle shop looked old, and the strong trunk provided Cheng Mu with a natural hiding place.

Shen Jinzhi was still sitting where he was last time, but Cheng Mu saw him right away.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Professor Shen's figure looks slightly slimmer.

Cheng Muze's phone screen lit up, illuminating the lines on his palm.

It was the consultant who sent the message.

"You haven't consulted again recently, do you need me to help you think of other ways?"

The existence of the consultant once again reminded Cheng Muze of his despicable behavior.

He slowed down, and replied: "Thank you, in the future... I don't need it anymore."

Shen Jinzhi ate noodles with his back to the window, every movement seemed to be reproduced from the last time.

Similar memories endowed Cheng Muze with a sense of regret over time.

Looking at Shen Jinzhi's back, Cheng Mu slowly raised his hand: "Sincerity should be reserved for those who deserve it. Next time, don't meet someone with malicious intentions like me."

At this moment, Shen Jinzhi who was sitting upright suddenly turned around and looked towards the window.

Through the clear glass, the two looked at each other in the dim light.

Everything around is quiet, only the plane trees are rustling.

A leaf slipped quietly from the branch and landed on Cheng Muze's shoulder, silently expressing his intention to stay.