reverse trapping

When the alarm rang, Cheng Mu got up.

At this time, Shen Jinzhi was still jogging in the morning.

Cheng Mu washed up quickly, trying to adjust his mental state.

He glanced out of the window, the time was just right.

Shen Jinzhi opened the door, and Cheng Mu was standing at the door full of energy.

"Morning senior!"

Shen Jinzhi's mind was blank, and his memory went back to the earlier past.

At that time, his A-Xia was like this, with countless brilliance on his face every day, as if nothing could bother him.

Shen Jinzhi let out a low laugh, and got used to stepping into the room: "Why did you get up so early?"

Cheng Mu stepped out of the way and replied, "Don't you have something to do today?"

"Ok?"

Shen Jinzhi was about to ask what happened, but Cheng Mu pushed him on the back and sent him into the bathroom.

"Take a shower, let's go have breakfast."

No one has urged him to do something for many years.

The long-lost sense of urgency wrapped around his heart, unexpectedly giving birth to some warmth.

Although he still didn't remember that he had an appointment with Cheng Muze to do something together today, but he just felt happy.

After changing into a new set of clothes, Shen Jinzhi walked out of the room.

Cheng Mu immediately stood up: "Okay?"

Shen Jinzhi nodded.

Only then did he realize that Cheng Muze's clothes were different from usual.

He looked Cheng Muze up and down: "Why are you dressed like this today—"

"Young." Cheng Mu rushed to answer, "Right?"

Shen Jinzhi raised the corners of his lips, feeling that today's Cheng Mu was too lively.

Cheng Mu tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Didn't I promise to attend your class? Don't you look like a student dressed like this?"

Shen Jinzhi finally understood what Cheng Muze had been messing with this morning.

He thought Cheng Mu was joking when he said that he would go to his class again last night, but he didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to follow.

"You are dressed so nicely, but someone secretly took pictures of you in class, what should you do?"

Shen Jinzhi took Cheng Muze's hand and stroked the back of his hand: "Tell me, should I confiscate their mobile phones, or hide you?"

"again?"

Cheng Mu repeated the word, and suddenly remembered that Shen Jinzhi had publicly replied to the school's confession wall account earlier. At that time, there was a photo of someone secretly taking him in the comment.

He suddenly realized "Oh".

Shen Jinzhi pinched Cheng Muze's face slightly: "You, when will you be able to get the point right?"

The force was not heavy, and as soon as Cheng Mu spoke, the pinched flesh on his cheek loosened.

He lowered his eyes: "It's not impossible to hide for a few days..."

Shen Jinzhi paused on the fingertips on the back of his hand: "What did you say?"

"Oh." Cheng Mu stopped looking at Shen Jinzhi, took his hand and walked out the door, "If you don't leave, you will be late."

Shen Jinzhi grabbed the handbag and followed Cheng Muze forward.

The sound of footsteps descended from the fourth floor, but it couldn't suppress Shen Jinzhi's reluctance.

"Asha, I remember."

·

The class bell wakes up the new day's class, and Shen Jinzhi stands on the podium, the corners of his mouth have been damaged from the standard arc, and he can't fall below the original baseline.

"Today we start a new concept, monopoly. Monopoly means 'only one' in the entire market, and this unique producer has a [-]% market share."

When it came to "unique", Shen Jinzhi's eyes happened to fall on Cheng Muze.

"Based on the above, can anyone tell me which monopolies exist in the current market?"

Discussions began in the classroom, and Shen Jinzhi walked off the podium and stood beside Cheng Muze's desk who was sitting in the first row.

A tone that was completely different from everyday speech came from around me, and a sense of novelty slowly evaporated.

"Tobacco business, huh?"

"The oil company?"

Other answers kept coming from around, but Cheng Mu stared at the cuff buttons on Shen Jinzhi's wrist in a daze.

Shen Jinzhi was very close to him, and the warm woody fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, bringing a familiar gentleness.

His eyes moved down and settled on Shen Jinzhi's hand pressing on the table.

Shen Jinzhi's hands are good-looking, and they are gentle and gentle when holding him, and he can probably make a picture by taking two casual photos.

If he could read these more before, he wouldn't fall asleep twice in class.

Shen Jinzhi was talking about the class, and his fingers resting on the table moved slightly.

Turning the angle of the fingers, Cheng Mu suddenly found a black spot hidden between his ring finger and middle finger.

Is it a mole?

Cheng Mu was distracted, and reached out to touch that position.

The smooth lecture voice is obviously stuttered.

Only then did Cheng Mu realize that he had disturbed Shen Jinzhi's normal work.

But the sound only paused for a few seconds before continuing.

Shen Jinzhi let go of the hand that was pressing on the desk, and walked back to the podium.

A note was left on the place where his palm pressed, and the note was folded flat into a square, with words written inside.

Cheng Mu stared at the note for a long time, then looked up at Professor Shen on the podium.

Shen Jinzhi was teaching the class seriously, so naturally he had no time to answer his question that had nothing to do with the class.

After struggling for a while, Cheng Mu still opened the flawless white paper.

The smooth handwriting on the paper is connected into a sentence.

"You are my one and only monopoly."

Cheng Muze's heart skipped a beat.

At the beginning of the class, Shen Jinzhinian's concept of monopoly flashed through his mind again.

He thought of the scene when Shen Jinzhi took out his notebook and wrote something before getting out of the car when he came this morning.

It turned out that as early as that time, he was "premeditating" to say this love story.

Cheng Mu's cheeks felt hot, and the surrounding sounds became farther and farther away, leaving only the sound of his heart pounding in his chest.

He tightened the note, feeling the "romantic economics" for the first time.

The cold wind of late autumn rushed in from the door, cooling the heat in his ears with difficulty.

Cheng Mu woke up to the sound of knocking on the table.

The moment he woke up, he couldn't believe the fact that he fell into the same place again.

He raised his head in embarrassment, his eyes lost.

"Asha."

Cheng Muze's eyes slowly focused and fell on Shen Jinzhi's face dully.

"Remember what I said?"

After finishing speaking, Shen Jinzhi leaned over and bit his lips.

Cheng Muze's body functions have not yet fully awakened, and his brain accepted the kiss in a chaotic manner.

He blinked blankly, and suddenly remembered that they were still at school, in the classroom where Shen Jinzhi was teaching.

The unstable heartbeat rhythm once again climbed to a high point after waking up, rushing against his chest without restraint.

The strong sense of secrecy stimulated Cheng Muze, inducing a sense of taboo that he had never had before.

Sensing the danger, Cheng Mu locked the back of his neck with an undeniable force before he could retreat.

He was forced to raise his head, feeling the torture that belonged to Shen Jinzhi.

He gripped tightly on the edge of the chair, and accidentally caught some sawdust with his fingertips.Tiny sawdust lodged in his nails, causing a slight pain.

The strings in Cheng Muze's mind finally broke, and delusions abounded for a while.

He closed his eyes completely, just wanting to kiss without hesitation.

The soft warmth finally left from his lips.

Cheng Mu opened his eyes with unsatisfied interest, and looked straight at Shen Jinzhi.

Shen Jinzhi didn't get up, and was still very close to him.

"Axia." The corner of his mouth curved gently, "I wish I were younger."

Cheng Mu frowned puzzledly: "Why do you say that?"

"In that way, I can quietly pass you a note when I don't want to attend class, and help you watch the teacher when you fall asleep."

He took Cheng Muze's hand and continued: "I can still hold your hand under the cover of the desk, and kiss you secretly in a corner where the classmates can't see."

Shen Jinzhi spoke the last four words very lightly, as if blended with crushed tenderness.

As he spoke, he approached Cheng Muze, controlling every breath perfectly.

This time, Cheng Mu closed his eyes.

Seeing Cheng Mu's eyelashes trembling with nervousness, Shen Jinzhi chuckled and leaned his head close to his ear: "Ah Xia, someone is here."

Cheng Mu opened his eyes in panic and got up.

But there was obviously no one else in the classroom except him and Shen Jinzhi.

He lied to him again!

Cheng Mu looked at Shen Jinzhi with wide eyes, and suppressed the words on his face that he couldn't get angry at all.

He walked out from the desk: "I'm leaving."

"Asha."

Shen Jinzhi called him to stop.

A few pieces of candy were transferred from Shen Jinzhi's palm to him, followed by a very reassuring sentence.

"wait for my return."

Shen Jinzhi still had to go to work, but Cheng Mu didn't waste his time any longer.

He took out the note he received in class from his pocket, rearranged it and put it away.

Cheng Mu returned home alone.

But as soon as he got home, he missed Shen Jinzhi again.

In order to offset this "abnormality", Cheng Mu did hygiene all afternoon.

When it was five o'clock, apart from the study room where many important documents were stored, only the table in the second bedroom was left unwiped.

On that simple desk, Shen Jinzhi's pen was still lying there quietly.

He forgot to return it.

Cheng Mu picked up the pen, but his wet hands were slippery, causing the pen to almost drop to the ground.

Memories emerged with similar movements, hitting Cheng Muze's temples.

He held the pen tightly in one hand and rested his head in the other.

"Happy birthday to Mr. Shen, and be promoted to associate professor as soon as possible!"

Cheng Mu took out a packing box from behind, but almost threw the box out because of his exaggerated movements.

Luckily he caught it in the end.

Holding the gift box in both hands, he presented it to Shen Jinzhi: "A gift for you."

Shen Jinzhi opened the box, looked at the pen in the box, and remained silent for a long time.

Cheng Mu was a little flustered, he raised his stiff smile muscles uglyly, and asked, "No...do you like it?"

Shen Jinzhi took out the pen and smiled happily: "No, I was just thinking about the reason why you gave me this gift."

"Of course it fits your temperament better," Cheng Mu rubbed his chin, "you look like a veteran."

Shen Jinzhi tilted his head to look at Cheng Muze in doubt: "In your heart, is this my image?"

Cheng Mu smiled mischievously: "Just kidding. The person who sold the pen told me that if you give me a pen, the other party will think of you as soon as they use it. I really hope that you will always think of me, so I bought it. I'm sending you off."

"I will."

Cheng Mu was slightly startled, not following Shen Jinzhi's train of thought.

Shen Jinzhi then repeated: "I will always think of you."

The severe pain dissipated, but the blue veins on his forehead were still throbbing with a strong desire to talk.

The pain didn't sore his eye sockets, everything about Shen Jinzhi could.

It turned out that Shen Jinzhi had been keeping that humble promise for so many years.

The cufflinks and pens that he never left were given by him, the standing medicine in the car was reserved for him, the candy that was always in his pocket was prepared for him, and even the photos at home were taken by him.

He was obviously not by Shen Jinzhi's side for the past three years, but traces of him remained everywhere in Shen Jinzhi's life, as if he had never left.

And what he can remember now is only the tip of the iceberg of what Shen Jinzhi has done.

Cheng Muze's heart collapsed.

He suddenly understood the deep meaning of what Wan Weiduo said last time that Shen Jinzhi "likes to hide".

A large teardrop spit out from the eye socket overload.

Tears fell on the body of the pen and shattered into several crystal petals.

"Crack-"

The door lock was unlocked, which was the signal for Shen Jinzhi to arrive home.

Cheng Mu ran out of the bedroom anxiously.

Seeing the figure close at hand, he strode forward and embraced Shen Jinzhi.

Shen Jinzhi froze unpreparedly, his hands hanging in the air helplessly.

He slowly lowered his hand, stroking down Cheng Muze's back with his palm: "What's wrong?"

"I miss you."

Cheng Mu rubbed against his shoulder, tears streaming down the back of his hand, "I miss you so much."