reverse trapping

Cheng Mu glanced at Tang Luo carefully, and helplessly relieved the strength from his hands.

Shen Jinzhi found a gap in his laxity, and stroked the back of his hand twice.

Cheng Mu squeezed the cup in his hand tightly, and glanced down the table unnaturally.

The touch brought by the rubbing disappeared, and Shen Jinzhi's fingers settled down without moving any more.

The coolness that belonged to the street in his hand has dissipated, and the rising temperature is slowly spreading along Cheng Muze's skin, bringing a solid sense of security.

"Does it look good?"

Shen Jinzhi's voice came from beside his ears, mercilessly piercing through his small movements.

"If you want to watch it when you get home, order first."

With that said, Shen Jinzhi handed over a menu.

Cheng Mu raised his eyes awkwardly, and raised his right hand subconsciously. The abnormal weight made him instantly realize the fact that he was still holding hands with Shen Jinzhi.

He put down the hand he held with Shen Jinzhi, half of his ear turned red without permission.

He switched hands and pushed back the menu: "You guys order, I have no taboos."

Shen Jinzhi scanned around symbolically, and returned the menu to Chen Jiao: "We can all do it, just try not to add carrots to the side dishes."

Chen Jiao didn't refuse any more, discussed with her boyfriend and ordered dishes.

Shen Jinzhi didn't let go of his hand until the dishes started to be served.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the palms of Cheng Muze's hands, and it was not known if it was his or Shen Jinzhi's.

The dishes were served one by one, and every time Shen Jinzhi had to pick a dish for him, after dinner, Cheng Mu felt like a light on his back, with the illusion that he was about to be pierced by the eyes of other people on the table.

The party was finally over, and Cheng Mu, who was on pins and needles, just wanted to leave, but under Tang Luo's gaze, he had no choice but to agree to Shen Jinzhi's invitation to go home.

Sitting in Shen Jinzhi's car, Cheng Mu glanced back along the window.

Different from the noisy crowd, Tang Luo stood alone at the door of the hotel, with his head lowered and his hands tightly clutching his handbag.

Street lamps entered the car through the car window, coldly forming a layer of frost and snow on the clothes.

The light and shadow outside the window kept changing, while Cheng Mu closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat.

I hope she will not indulge in unnecessary emotions from now on.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Cheng Mu fell into nothingness. By the time he became conscious, the car had already parked in the parking lot downstairs.

He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Shen Jinzhi beside him.

Familiar scenes and lights appeared in front of him, and Cheng Mu immediately thought of the scene where he applied medicine to Shen Jin in the hospital parking lot.

Potential danger spread around him.

Cheng Mu quickly unbuckled his seat belt and left quickly.

He quickly fled to the third floor, but couldn't find the key no matter what.

He urged himself anxiously, but there were only a few pockets that could hold things all over his body, and he had turned them over several times.

He muttered: "Are you still there just now?"

Suddenly, a keychain fell into the center of his field of vision, and the keys collided with each other, jingling in the quiet corridor.

"Here it is, little confused."

Shen Jinzhi's voice came from behind his ear, and his thin breath fell on his ear, and the tricky itching spread uncontrollably all the way to his lower back.

He shivered and turned around sharply.

"Thank you, thank you."

Cheng Mu looked sideways, pulled off the key, and inserted it into the lock without any explanation.

The sound of the key turning continued, followed by the light of the voice-activated light.

"Run upstairs without saying a word, are you planning to throw it away when I'm done using it?"

Cheng Mu paused.

"Didn't the teacher teach you that you should repay your kindness?"

Cheng Mu was silent.

Shen Jinzhi walked around to the other side, staring at Cheng Muze intently: "Then Teacher Shen will teach you."

He pointed to the door that Cheng Muze was about to open: "You should at least invite me in."

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

He still had Professor Shen's food processor, which happened to be returned to him.

Cheng Mu unscrewed the last half turn and opened the door.

"Please come in."

Cheng Mu took out slippers to Shen Jinzhi and asked him to sit down.

After Shen Jinzhi sat down, Cheng Mu went back to the door, picked up the prize he had received from school and put it on the coffee table in front of Shen Jinzhi: "Your sports prize, kitchen savior, cooking machine."

Shen Jinzhi raised his hand, pressed the tip of his nose with his knuckles, and blocked the corner of his upturned mouth by the way, trying hard to hold back a smile.

This reaction confirmed Cheng Muze's guess.

He did it on purpose!

Cheng Mu sharpened his teeth slightly, and said to Shen Jinzhi: "You should take the things, I don't need them here."

Shen Jinzhi picked up the box and put it by his feet, he didn't intend to waste time on where things belonged.

He turned to ask: "It happens that we are all free, can we talk about sharing the rent?"

Cheng Mu lowered his eyelashes and sat opposite Shen Jinzhi.

"Can you reconsider the matter of living back?"

Cheng Mu said seriously: "I have a lot of problems, the most obvious one is irregular work and rest. I stay up in bed in the morning and stay up late at night, and I probably get up in the middle of the night to pack my things. The rattling is very annoying."

"Really?" Shen Jinzhi touched his chin with great interest, "How do I remember that you told me that you like to run in the morning?"

Cheng Mu remained silent, and quickly matched the information related to "he likes to run in the morning" in his mind.

In the few days when he first moved to Rongning City, it seemed that in order to get closer to Shen Jinzhi, he deliberately got up early to "encounter" Shen Jinzhi who was jogging in the morning.

If I remember correctly, he did make a nonsense about his love for morning jogging.

Does his memory really have to be so superb...

Cheng Mu finally knew what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

He racked his brains to find a few more reasons, but Shen Jinzhi resolved them skillfully without any effort.

Only then did Cheng Mu deeply realize a fact - in his current situation, even if he had a hundred more mouths, he would not be able to justify Shen Jinzhi.

He let out a long sigh, and simply showed his cards: "Do you have to do useless work on me?"

Facing Cheng Muze's sudden change of speech strategy, Shen Jinzhi paused.

Soon, he replied with a relaxed tone: "Why is it useless work? I am very happy every day now, isn't this the biggest gain?"

Cheng Mu retorted: "But you know..."

Shen Jinzhi smiled: "What do you know? There is no need to worry about things that have not happened, otherwise life will only be surrounded by unnecessary worries."

Cheng Mu had to admit that Shen Jinzhi was right.But he really couldn't let Shen Jinzhi go on like this, just like he couldn't give Tang Luo hope.

He breathed out: "Shen—"

A crisp sound interrupted Cheng Muze's words, it was the ringtone of Shen Jinzhi's cell phone.

On the screen is a string of unsaved numbers.

Shen Jinzhi frowned and hit the answer button.

"Is something wrong?"

He listened carefully for half a minute, the lines of his brows and eyes tightened suddenly, he pushed his glasses: "Got it, I'll go back right away."

Shen Jinzhi put away his mobile phone, raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Muze: "Wei Duo is in a hurry, let's talk about the co-renting later."

Cheng Mu was stunned for a moment, and Shen Jinzhi walked to the door.

He left in a hurry, which was obviously different from every time they parted in the past.

When he called in the afternoon, Shen Jinzhi was in an emergency meeting, and Wan Weiduo simply didn't come for dinner in the evening.

Could it be that Boss Wan's company has a problem?

But even if he guessed it was useless, after all, he really couldn't help in this regard.

Sensing the remaining breath of Shen Jinzhi in the room, Cheng Mu sighed softly.

The cooking machine stood quietly beside the sofa, silently appealing to the regret of the owner's departure.

With Shen Jinzhi so busy, these trivial matters can only be discussed later.

He had to temporarily put the cooking machine down.

Just as the things were placed on the table smoothly, the ID card in his pocket slipped quietly to the ground.

The ID card was turned upside down and fell between the fluffy blankets in the kitchen.

Cheng Mu bent over to pick it up, and noticed the issuance time on it.

How can there be no impression at all?

But this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. Cheng Mu didn't make it difficult for himself, and went to bed after collecting his ID card.

I don't know if the ID card is used too frequently today, but Cheng Mu is holding it in his dreams.

"Why are you still staring at me?"

The people around him took out the ID card in his hand: "We are almost at the police station, and I will accompany you to apply for a replacement right away."

In the taxi, Cheng Mu leaned back in the chair: "Fortunately, I temporarily moved my household registration when I was in school, otherwise I would have to fly thousands of kilometers to get a replacement if I lost my ID card. It's not worth thinking about it. If I can get an ID card from a different place The business is done just fine.”

"Perhaps you can consider relocating completely, aren't you planning to stay?"

Cheng Mu nodded: "You're right, I'm graduating soon, and I'll check on talent introduction when I go back."

The vehicle arrived at the gate of the police station in a blink of an eye.

When the formalities came to the photoshoot, Cheng Mu had just stepped into the photo booth when he withdrew his feet again.

He brushed the broken hair between his forehead and asked the people around him, "Do I look good now?"

The man replied: "It looks good."

Cheng Mu said "tsk": "Be serious, the photo on the ID card has to be kept for ten years, I don't want to hide it every time I take the ID card because the photo is ugly."

A gentle smile came from the side: "Don't worry, our A-Xia is so good-looking, no matter how you shoot it, you won't be ugly."

Cheng Mu raised his head resolutely: "Please help me with my hair, I just feel messed up."

"Good~"

Cheng Mu closed his eyes, and brushed his fine hair between his brows, as soft as the afternoon wind.

A gentle call swept over his ears: "Ah Xia, you can open your eyes."

Cheng Mu opened his eyes, staring fixedly at the empty ceiling of the bedroom.

He sat up and quickly digested the dream just now.

Although as long as that person appeared, the dream image would be blurred, but this was already the first dream he could remember.

He quickly picked up the wallet on the bedside table and took out the ID card inside.

On the back, the words Jinsong City Public Security Bureau are clearly printed behind the issuing authority.

Three years later, the chances of anyone remembering him are slim to none, but this is the only clue he has right now.

After wandering around the Public Security Bureau all morning, the result was as he expected, no one had any impression of him or the person who accompanied him to apply for a new ID card.

He sat blankly on the bench outside the general office hall, repeatedly rubbing his photos.

The people around are coming and going, either in joy or in a hurry, just like a fleeting moment.

In the ID photo, he had a carefree smile all over his face.It's a pity that he doesn't smile like that anymore.

He squeezed out a forced smile, telling himself over and over again that it was okay.This method worked, and Cheng Mu quickly returned to his normal state of mind, as if that hopeful episode never happened.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Mu returned to the studio.

Fang Shuo didn't turn on the computer, and was fiddling with papers in front of his desk.

Looking at the busyness, Cheng Mu thought of Shen Jinzhi's haste before leaving last night.

He tentatively asked Fang Shuo, "Is your cousin's company all right?"

Fang Shuo was not surprised: "You saw the news. Actually, I don't know the details. After all, even if he really told me, I can't understand it. But it's really not good. He's been busy with this recently. .”

Cheng Mu rolled his eyes nonchalantly, and asked again: "What are you busy with?"

"Oh, my cousin wants to sell the house, and I'm helping him find a buyer." Fang Shuo said calmly, "But it's hard to get a high price for this kind of urgent sale house, what a pity."

Although he hasn't met Wan Weiduo a few times, judging from his clothing and accessories, his family background is definitely not shallow.

The situation is serious enough to require him to sell the house?

selling a house...

There is a problem with Wan Weiduo's capital chain, and Shen Jinzhi will never stand idly by.So...Shen Jinzhi probably didn't want to rent together on a whim, but he was also planning to sell the house for financing?

No wonder the envelope remained motionless at his door overnight. Perhaps Shen Jinzhi hadn't gone back to live since that day, and he came back together yesterday just to conceal the truth.

"..."

Cheng Mu raised his hand, biting his knuckles nervously.

After a while, he turned and left: "Let's go."

"Ah?" Fang Shuo turned around suspiciously, "Didn't you just come here?"

·

After all, the sunset glow was suppressed by the night, revealing a corner of the dark night.

Shen Jinzhi parked the car and answered Wan Weiduo's call: "Just arrived, tell me."

He walked into the corridor, listening and walking up.

The lights are lit up layer by layer.

When passing by the third floor, he glanced at Cheng Muze's door, but he didn't knock on the door after all.

He replied: "Yes, sort out the content of the discussion tonight, and have a meeting tomorrow morning to finalize the rest."

"It means working overtime tonight."

Shen Jinzhi responded, but the next second, he was stunned.

Cheng Mu was standing at the door of his house, with large and small packages at his feet.

Shen Jinzhi's hand slowly slid down from his ear and hung by his leg.

Seeing people coming back, Cheng Mu took a step forward and walked out from the mess.

He solemnly said to Shen Jinzhi: "I've decided, let's live together."

The author says:

Um?Wife delivered to your door?