reverse trapping

Emotions came along with the hug and landed on Shen Jinzhi's perception.

He hugged Cheng Muze quietly and comforted him carefully.

Sometimes hugs are more comforting than words.

A gust of cold wind blew through the open door, Shen Jinzhi turned his body calmly, blocking the wind for Cheng Mu.

It took a long time before Cheng Mu came out of his unstable mood.

He wiped away the tears remaining in the corners of his eyes, slowly withdrew from Shen Jinzhi's embrace, and raised his head slightly.

The light from the memory supplemented the light on Shen Jinzhi's body, even though part of it was swallowed up by the darkness in the corridor behind him, it still looked very dazzling.

Cheng Mu squeezed the pen in his palm, and the remaining moisture was pressed into his palm, adding a bit of the weight of time.

He raised his hand hesitantly, and repeated vibrations interrupted his hesitation.

Someone called Shen Jinzhi.

Probably due to his special occupation, Shen Jinzhi seldom missed calls.

Looking at the jumping interface on the screen, Shen Jinzhi asked Cheng Muze's consent: "Can I pick it up?"

Cheng Mu could only nod his head.

Before answering the phone, Shen Jinzhi took Cheng Muze's hand and stroked it comfortingly.

There was a sound on the phone, and Shen Jinzhi's expression changed slightly, but soon, that subtle abnormality disappeared from his face.

He put down his phone and said to Cheng Mu: "There is something wrong with the school, I'll go to the gate of the community to get some information."

Shen Jinzhi's voice was still reassuring, but it was mixed with a bit of awkwardness that Cheng Mu couldn't explain clearly.

Shen Jinzhi took half a step forward and kissed Cheng Muze's forehead: "Come back after a few words, okay?"

He waited quietly until the other party nodded in agreement before leaving the house.

He walked in a hurry, not wanting to waste any time.

Near the gate of the community, Shen Jinzhi heard sharp quarrels.

Looking at the chaotic dispute, Shen Jinzhi raised his voice: "Are you looking for me?"

The quarrel stopped abruptly, and the woman's eyes shifted to Shen Jinzhi in an instant.

Shen Jinzhi thanked the guard politely: "Thanks for the reminder, I'll take care of the rest."

The guard glared at the woman angrily, and nodded to Shen Jinzhi.

People entered the security room.

Shen Jinzhi suppressed his facial expression, and walked past her without saying a word.

The woman followed up resentfully, and taunted her in a strange way: "I mean, no wonder I told you last time that Cheng Mu is gay. Not only did you not respond, but you were still defending him. You were trying to trick him for a long time."

Shen Jinzhi kept walking without any response.

The woman snorted coldly: "Today we open the skylight to speak brightly, you just give up, it's useless."

Shen Jinzhi stopped suddenly.

The thick night hit his back, turning into a calm hostility that lightly enveloped his surroundings.

The woman was startled and involuntarily took two steps back.

The sound of high heels colliding with floor tiles was hoarse, rendering a touch of gloom in the darkness.

The woman waited for a long while and Shen Jinzhi didn't turn around, she just boldly went around.

"I wouldn't say something like that without confidence."

She raised her hand and shook the diamond ring on her hand, her words were full of arrogance and complacency: "Look, this is what Mu Ze bought for me. I am his fiancee."

Shen Jinzhi raised his eyes indifferently, his eyes hidden behind the lenses were cold, adding a touch of coolness to the quiet night.

Before he could speak, a warm hand suddenly passed through his palm and shook him.

Warm and fiery.

Cheng Muze's voice came from beside him unexpectedly: "Meng Jiao, if you have time to talk nonsense in front of my boyfriend, why don't you go to the hospital for a brain surgery."

The warmth of the palm melted Shen Jinzhi's indifference and softened his eyes.

Cheng Mu turned his head to look at Shen Jinzhi: "You lied to me again."

Shen Jinzhi raised the corners of his lips, not knowing how to argue.

Cheng Mu didn't give Meng Jiao a look, and said to Shen Jinzhi, "Let's go."

The two were about to leave, but Meng Jiao stopped Cheng Muze without giving up.

"This is the ring you gave me."

Cheng Mu turned his head impatiently: "I'll say it again, you can marry whoever gives you the ring."

Meng Jiao followed up unwillingly: "I have loved you for so many years, how could you just leave!"

If she can find Shen Jinzhi boldly today, there will be a second or third time.

It seems that if the warning is not implemented, she will not be honest.

Cheng Mu closed his eyes, opened his eyes and said clearly: "Put away your fake affection, this kind of thing happens again, I can only find those people who have been entangled with you in the past few years, and go to visit Meng Meng together." Uncle. You know who will be embarrassed at that time. "

Cheng Mu moved his palm down to wrap Shen Jinzhi's cold fingertips, and went home with him.

Before Shen Jinzhi left, Cheng Mu sensed that something was wrong. He didn't know whether it was out of worry or dependence, so he followed Shen Jin downstairs.

As expected, something went wrong.

Fortunately, he found out in time and stopped him on the spot, otherwise Shen Jinzhi would have only concealed it and would not have told him about it.

After all, even he himself wanted to settle this matter behind Shen Jinzhi's back.

But now that the matter has been brought to light, Cheng Mu intends to simply explain the matter.

He grabbed Shen Jinzhi's hand and led him to sit on the sofa.

While preparing to speak, Shen Jinzhi raised his hand to cover the back of his hand: "A Xia, you don't need to explain, even if you don't show up tonight, I won't believe a word she said."

A strong sense of trust came from the overlapping palms, and Cheng Mu felt waves in his heart.

He shook his head: "I want to say, I don't want this matter to leave even the slightest bit of displeasure in your heart."

Shen Jinzhi patted the back of Cheng Muze's hand with a smile, and nodded in agreement.

Cheng Mu lowered his eyes and said, "Actually, I didn't finish what I said last time. There is another reason why my relationship with my family is so bad."

Shen Jinzhi didn't speak, and waited quietly for Cheng Mu to continue.

Cheng Mu paused, and then asked tentatively, "Perhaps, do you know that I have lost my memory?"

He stared at Shen Jinzhi in a daze, and inadvertently hid some vague expectations in his eyes.

Shen Jinzhi responded: "I've heard of it."

"Just heard of it?"

"Ok?"

The surrounding air flow gradually slowed down, while Cheng Mu rolled his Adam's apple, without further questioning.

He continued what he said just now, trying to infiltrate Shen Jinzhi with the events of the year.

"Three years ago, after graduating from Yongchuan, I returned home and lay in the hospital as soon as I woke up. I heard that I lost my memory in an accident.

"At first, I thought I just forgot everything about the accident, but later I realized that my memory was intermittent and I couldn't piece together a complete college life. The sense of lack in my heart told me that what I forgot was very important .”

Shen Jinzhi moved his palm lightly, but in the end, he restrained himself and strengthened his handshake with Cheng Muze.

Cheng Mu responded with that strength: "The people around me have been ambiguous, and finally gave me an answer under my constant questioning."

That was the first time he saw Meng Jiao as an adult.

His father said that he had been with Meng Jiao before he lost his memory, and he had reached the stage of getting engaged.As for him, an accident happened during the preparations for the engagement banquet.

When inspecting the venue of the engagement banquet, a fire broke out in the hotel due to a circuit problem. Although he had no physical injuries, he lost part of his memory for unknown reasons.The reason why I kept it a secret was because I didn't want to stimulate him, and let him get used to it for a while.

Listening to those distant "memories", Cheng Mu felt like he was listening to a badly told story.

Because of the friendship between Cheng and Meng's family, he had known Meng Jiao very early.

But since he was a child, his impression of Meng Jiao was only arrogant and domineering, and he didn't show any obvious dislike and it was all because of affection.

So when he got an explanation from his family, he had doubts from the beginning.

He always kept a lukewarm distance from Meng Jiao, and soon found a paradox in their rhetoric.

Cheng Mu did not hesitate to expose the lies they spun together.

But none of them let go, and insisted on performing repeated dramas every day.

Keeping his mother's last words, Cheng Mu continued to be patient.

He never gave up looking for his lost memories, but his father looked at him like a prisoner, which almost suffocated him.

It wasn't until the stepmother gave birth to a son that the father's attention was finally diverted.

He left Beichi and returned to Jinsong City.

For three years, Meng Jiao persistently repeated the so-called fiancée's lies to him, even after he returned to Jinsong, she often harassed him.

Not counting tonight, the last time they met was on New Year's Eve.

That day, there was a lot of snow in Jinsong.

Paleness covers the streets and alleys, hiding a touch of sadness.

Cheng Mu took a taxi back to his previous rental house.

But he never thought that even though he chose to return to China at such a weird time, he still bumped into Meng Jiao.

On the empty street, Cheng Mu couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and got angry at her: "What are you going to do!"

Obviously the other party was angry, but Meng Jiao acted extremely excited: "You ignored me, you finally stopped ignoring me. Do you remember? You lost your temper with me like this before, when we quarreled."

The tone is as if those things really happened.

A large flake of snow swept across the back of Mu Ze's hand, but it couldn't dispel his unhappiness.

He said angrily: "Okay, then I will give you a chance."

Meng Jiao leaned towards him excitedly.

Cheng Mu took a step back and opened the distance between the two of them again.

He said in a deep voice: "You said we were together before, then tell me, how did we hold hands?"

Meng Jiao quickly stretched out her hand, crossed the large sticky snowflakes, and interlocked her fingers through Cheng Muze's hand.

She raised her hand in this posture, completely ignoring the disgust that Cheng Muze brows.

"That's it, do you remember?"

The New Year's countdown from the building distracted Cheng Muze's attention, but Meng Jiao pulled him to the side without stopping.

Before the countdown reached the last second, Cheng Mu shook off Meng Jiao's hand.

"open."

The heavy snow swallowed his range of motion, and the countdown swallowed his growl.

The fireworks exploded in the air with strong colors, and then faded in the snow.

Cheng Mu frowned, and deliberately raised the volume: "I have a scar between the ring finger and the middle finger of my right hand. When I got the scar, many children were scared to cry, so they never wanted to hold hands with me again. Then the kindergarten came A new friend who disliked my scar when holding hands was ugly and hurt my hand.

"Since then, I have seldom held hands with people. Even if I need to, I will never interlock my fingers. Meng Jiao, have you had enough trouble? You don't know me at all, what did you talk to me about?"

Cheng Mu walked away with a flick of his sleeves and plunged into the vast snowy environment.

Under the fluorescent light, Shen Jinzhi's cufflinks flickered.

Cheng Mu's breath was stagnant, and he remembered an insignificant matter.

On New Year's Eve, an AI smart unmanned convenience store happened to be tried out near the neighborhood where he was renting, and it was once a trending topic on Weibo.

New Year's Eve, heavy snowfall, unmanned convenience stores...

All the information points are exactly the same as what Wan Weiduo said about the night when Shen Jinzhi lost his cufflinks.

Cheng Mu raised his head dully, and looked at Shen Jinzhi who was not calm.

Events are linked together to form a complete timeline.

Cheng Mu's eyes were sour.

So at that time, Shen Jinzhi saw him and Meng Jiao confronting each other in the snow with his own eyes, but he mistook that scene for intertwined fingers.

The heavy snow turned that road into an insurmountable moat between the two.

He never knew that they were ever so close.

How did Shen Jinzhi at that time accept such a cruel scene?

Do you feel that leaving without saying goodbye back then was an expression of your dislike for his gender orientation?

Cheng Muze's heart seemed to be picked up and bounced back repeatedly, each time leaving severe concussion and pain in his chest.

Cheng Mu stretched out his arms to hug Shen Jinzhi, and locked his arms around his neck.

He really wanted to go back to the past, back to that night of brilliant fireworks, cross that empty road, and hold an umbrella for Shen Jinzhi at that time.

Nothing needs to be said.

Just hold an umbrella.

But even so, it is a luxury.

Cheng Mu hugged Shen Jinzhi unrestrainedly, as if grasping the regret that he had never seen before.

He said tremblingly: "It must be very cold, you must be very cold, right..."

The coolness of autumn night turns into warmth in the embrace.

"Not cold, as long as you are here, I will never be cold." Shen Jinzhi stroked his hair lightly, "Our Ah Xia has never left my heart, so how can I be cold?"

Cheng Mu restrained himself from choking up his voice, and couldn't find any strength left to speak.

Shen Jinzhi's voice did not stop: "Ah Xia, let's go see mother."

He added softly: "Tomorrow."

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