reverse trapping

Cheng Mu tilted his foot and stepped directly on Shen Jinzhi's slippers.

The velvet texture fell on the soles of his feet, soft and itchy.

Cheng Mu twitched his feet in panic, but Shen Jinzhi tightened his strength a little and said, "Don't move."

He didn't know if it hurt Shen Jinzhi's other parts, so he could only obediently remain motionless.

Shen Jinzhi slowly pulled his feet away, and left the slippers on the soles of Cheng Muze's feet: "I don't wear shoes when I come out in the middle of the night, so I'm not afraid of catching cold?"

Only then did Cheng Mu understand that Shen Jinzhi didn't let him move because he had other pain points on his body, but because he was worried that his bare feet would be cold on the floor, so he deliberately left slippers for him.

As a northerner who has had floor heating since birth, Cheng Mu would always walk around barefoot on the floor. He fell ill several times because of this, but each time the scar healed and he forgot the pain.

At that time, he was thinking that it would be great if someone could remind him.But no matter what he did, he could never imagine that his wish would come true under such circumstances, and with such an unexpected person.

He was dazed for a moment, Shen Jinzhi took off the other shoe and put it at his feet.

"Step on first."

Cheng Mu retracted the soles of his feet, but his ankles were unexpectedly warmed up: "Your refusal will only increase the time that my bare feet touch the ground."

Hearing this, Cheng Mu choked back what was on his lips.

After a while, Shen Jinzhi came back.Cheng Mu quickly changed into slippers, and returned the pair he had stepped on for a while.

Shen Jinzhi glanced behind him: "Did you sleepwalk into my study?"

Cheng Mu shook his head and denied it. He walked to Shen Jinzhi's table, picked up the photo frame on the table and said to Shen Jinzhi, "Why do you have this?"

Shen Jinzhi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Well... This is a photograph I like very much. The photographer is an excellent young domestic photographer named Z-air."

Hearing this name from Shen Jinzhi's mouth, Cheng Mu felt a little uncomfortable.

"I have always liked his works, and I have collected many of them." Shen Jinzhi stretched out his finger to the bookshelf, "The other rows are all written by him alone."

Shen Jinzhi paused, then turned to ask Cheng Mu: "From a photographer's professional point of view, what do you think of these works?"

"..."

He hasn't used the name Z-air for three years, maybe he has been doing landscape photography, and this is the first time that someone has been named to comment on his past works.

Compared with embarrassment, this completely different situation made Cheng Mu's mind empty.

He licked his lips awkwardly, but said nothing.

Shen Jinzhi didn't force him to answer, but just took the photo frame.

"However, most of these works were made three or four years ago. Since the shooting stopped three years ago, he has disappeared without a trace, as if the world has evaporated." Shen Jinzhi rubbed the photo frame with regret in his voice, "and This is his last public work in recent years."

Staring at the photo, a heavy cloud covered Cheng Muze's heart.

When he took this photo, he never thought that it might be the last portrait of his career.

"I've been waiting for him."

Cheng Mu suddenly raised his head.

Shen Jinzhi swallowed his throat restrainedly, and added: "I'm waiting for his next work. I know that he will never give up hope at any time. Even if he has no choice but to temporarily restrain his wings, one day he will be able to start again. soar."

Shen Jinzhi's words were resounding, and he threw a heavy stone in Cheng Muze's heart lake, and the ripples aroused spread from the inside to the outside, shaking his soul.

"So I'll see that day, right, Asha?"

Cheng Mu was slightly startled, not understanding what Shen Jinzhi meant.

Shen Jinzhi repeated himself: "I mean, I'm waiting for your next work."

Comprehension sluggishly climbed up, while Cheng Mu was a little dazed: "How do you know that I am—"

Shen Jinzhi chuckled, and took out a photo frame from the drawer closest to him.

Looking at the familiar photo frame, Cheng Mu remembered the first time he and Wan Weiduo met.

He vaguely remembered that Wan Weiduo said that he had a friend who liked him very much, and his photographs were all over the room, so he gave Wan Weiduo an unpublished work as a meeting gift.

...Wan Weiduo really only has Shen Jinzhi as a friend, right?The friend who rents out the house is Shen Jinzhi, and the friend who likes Z-air is actually Shen Jinzhi.

It's no wonder that he and Shen Jinzhi met by chance at that time, but the other party was always helping him intentionally or unintentionally. It turned out that Wan Weiduo revealed another layer of his identity to Shen Jinzhi early in the morning.

Speaking of this, Shen Jinzhi bluntly changed the topic: "No matter how beautiful the ideal is, those who pursue the ideal always have to sleep. The body is the capital of the revolution. It's late, you should go to sleep."

Just like that, Cheng Mu somehow returned to the bedroom door.

Opening the bedroom door, Cheng Mu called Shen Jinzhi.

"Senior."

In the silent living room, Cheng Muze's voice was too clear to ignore.

The movements of Shen Jinzhi's hands paused.

"Do we know each other?" Cheng Mu asked, "Before I replaced Qin Yi."

"Of course I do."

At that moment, Cheng Mu's whole body was like a tight pocket, tensing instantly.

Shen Jinzhi turned his head naturally: "We must have known each other in our previous life."

Without the cover of the glasses, the light in Shen Jinzhi's eyes fell into Cheng Muze's eyes exactly, but he still couldn't see the other person's thoughts clearly.

When she woke up the next day, Shen Jinzhi was no longer at home.

Cheng Mu had plenty of time and space, but he didn't have the brainless impulsiveness of early morning.

The study room is a private space, not to mention that there are Shen Jinzhi's project materials in it.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't open the door.

In the closet of the second bedroom, most of the luggage was packed, but Cheng Mu lost his plan to leave.

According to Shen Jinzhi's statement, it was because he liked Z-air's works that he became interested after learning about his other identity.

The behavior logic is very reasonable, but Cheng Mu always feels that Shen Jinzhi still has something to hide from him.

In the evening, he prepared a large table of dishes, hoping to use the food to get something out of Shen Jinzhi's mouth.

When it was time to get off work, Cheng Mu graciously greeted Shen Jinzhi in the living room.

Shen Jinzhi changed his shoes and walked into the room, and saw a table of delicacies.Just looking at the appearance, it really looks like that.

He raised his eyes in disbelief, and asked Cheng Muze, "You did it?"

Cheng Mu nodded: "Didn't I buy a lot of things before? I just did a little more and apologized to you for the stupid things I did recently."

Although he knew it was not that simple, Shen Jinzhi nodded in agreement.

He had just hung up his clothes when the doorbell rang.

Shen Jinzhi pushed open the door with some doubts, and a delicate packaging bag appeared in his vision.

"Dangdang-"

Wan Weiduo put down the things in his hands, only half of his face was exposed, and he almost came into close contact with the door panel: "Hey! Is there anyone like you to drive away customers?"

He grabbed the door panel and said, "Even if you don't want me to enter, you have to make way for its sake."

There was no turning point in Shen Jinzhi's mood, he was slightly displeased and said, "Why are you here?"

"Tsk." Wan Weiduo said, "Didn't I tell you everything? I have to thank you alone for what happened last time. If you don't reward me, I can only come to your house."

"..."

Wan Weiduo squeezed in from the door, and greeted Cheng Muze without any surprise: "Xiao Cheng is here too, come and see what good things I brought?"

Cheng Mu walked forward with a little embarrassment, not quite happy.

After all, with Wan Weiduo around, his plan for talking tonight was completely ruined.

He took the packing bag from Wan Weiduo's hand, only to find that there was a bottle of wine in it.He didn't know much about alcohol, he only saw the alcohol level on the description on the bottle.

He put the wine bottle between the dishes: "Is this bottle a bit high in alcohol? Seniors can't drink alcohol."

Wan Weiduo seemed to have heard a joke: "Huh?"

He was about to continue talking, but Shen Jinzhi intercepted him: "Are you on purpose? Knowing that I can't drink, you bring wine here?"

After this discussion, Cheng Mu suddenly realized something.

Listening to the two drinking and talking, he must know more about Shen Jinzhi.If they were all drunk, he could take the opportunity to ask something else.

Although similar plans had failed before, in the final analysis it was the fault of his drinking too much.If you can guarantee that you don't drink a drop, you will be safe.

He put on a 100% smile and entertained Wan Weiduo.

The dishes were unexpectedly delicious, but Shen Jinzhi remained silent.

Fortunately, Wan Weiduo can always adjust himself, even if he is the only one excited, he can still enjoy himself.

After drinking for three rounds, Cheng Mu still insisted on himself and didn't drink a sip of wine.

In other words, it was Shen Jinzhi who stopped every glass of wine that was handed to him.

On the way, Shen Jinzhi went to the toilet.

Finally caught the opportunity, Wan Weiduo went on the offensive again, this time, he came up with a reason that was too warm to refuse.

"Xiao Cheng, last time you thought that my company had an accident and took money. I heard about it. I really want to thank you. Although we have known each other for a short time, with Jin Zhi and Xiao Shuo, we will work side by side in the future. There is still a long way to go. I persuaded you all night and you didn't drink, but this drink, you can't refuse it no matter what you say. "

Because a small glass of wine should not affect the mind.

Cheng Mu no longer hesitated.

The slightly cool wine entered the throat, as if a fire had been lit, burning all the way down the throat.

When Shen Jinzhi came out, Wan Weiduo was fully dressed and ready to leave.

He was wondering why the dog skin plaster was leaving suddenly, when he turned around and saw Cheng Muze with slightly flushed cheeks.

He gritted his teeth and took a breath: "Is there something wrong with you? Do you have to force him?"

"Didn't I say thank you." Wan Weiduo raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Muze, "A little drunk kid, are you satisfied with this thank you gift?"

Shen Jinzhi frowned and said nothing, and pushed Wan Weiduo out.

He let out a long sigh, and the dizziness caused by the high alcohol slowly rose.

Seeing Shen Jinzhi holding his forehead at the door, Cheng Mu quickly got up to meet him.

He supported Shen Jinzhi and sat on the sofa with difficulty.

Cheng Mu stood anxiously in front of Shen Jinzhi, and struggled for a long time before leaning forward half of his body.

He asked hesitantly, "Did you lie to me? We knew each other before, right?"

Shen Jinzhi didn't answer, and his half-open eyes were completely closed.

That half-sitting posture lasted only for a moment, before Shen Jinzhi slumped over on the sofa.

Cheng Mu hurriedly stabilized his body, but found a bad news - Shen Jinzhi seemed to be asleep.

He tentatively patted Shen Jinzhi's cheek, but the other party never responded.

Under the bright light, the wine remaining on Shen Jinzhi's lips reflected the bright light, bringing a strong visual impact.

The alcohol slowly eroded Cheng Muze's weak will, and blurred images flashed in his mind unconsciously.

Dr. Jiang told him a long time ago that repeating what he had done before might help him recover his memory.

If the person with whom he had a close relationship in the past is really Shen Jinzhi, does that mean that they also kissed each other?

Once that possibility was ignited, it excitedly mobilized the nerves in his body.

Cheng Mu finely adjusted his breathing, but it made him pay more attention to the heartbeat in his chest.

Shen Jinzhi was drunk and fell asleep, he had no chance to experiment again.

just one time.

He wouldn't know anyway.

Cheng Muze's sense of morality gradually disintegrated, and the alcohol in his body ate away the last bit of his reason.

He closed his eyes and bumped into Shen Jinzhi's lips.

The movement was so wide that he could even clearly feel the tips of his teeth touching Shen Jinzhi's lips.

In the next second, Shen Jinzhi's steady breathing suddenly changed.

A broad palm ran through the hair at the back of his head, forcing him to lean forward.

Shen Jinzhi opened and closed his lips, held Cheng Muze's lower lip, and kissed back vigorously.

The author says:

I've been waiting for a long time, it's a bit late, it's really a bit Calvin~