reverse trapping

Familiar eyes opened up the gap in Cheng Muze's memory, and a strong sense of echo danced in his mind, aggravating his pain.

Cheng Mu didn't want Shen Jinzhi to worry, so he tried to divert his attention as much as possible.

He leaned forward, put both hands on the back of Shen Jinzhi's hand, and asked tentatively, "Should we... continue?"

Shen Jinzhi gently raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Continue to what?"

The pain tore apart Cheng Muze's thoughts, revealing his most straightforward words: "Hug, kiss, or something else..."

It is very difficult for the current Cheng Mu to maintain his normal appearance, he really has no time to think about what he blurted out.

Anyway, as long as it is Shen Jinzhi, he can do anything.

The electronic clock on the wall changes numbers, and the flipping special effects record the flow of time.

Shen Jinzhi raised his hand and stroked the blue veins on his forehead that were beating due to restraint: "You are very tired now and need to rest."

Shen Jinzhi kissed his forehead and looked at the cake on the table: "Do you still want to eat it? If you don't eat it, I'll put it away first. It's not too late to eat it tomorrow."

The warmth from his forehead loosened his tense emotions, while Cheng Mu said truthfully: "I don't have much appetite..."

As soon as the words were blurted out, Cheng Mu immediately regretted it. Such a large piece of good-looking cake would not want to eat it after only one bite. Doesn't this clearly tell Shen Jinzhi that something is wrong with him?

Shen Jinzhi didn't have any unnecessary reaction, and said calmly: "Then go wash up."

"Oh."

Cheng Mu stood up blankly and left the chair in front of the table.

He walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the broken string in his body suddenly relaxed.

He propped his hands on the white spot beside the sink, blinking vigorously to stay awake.

Hearing the voice outside the door, Cheng Mu breathed a sigh of relief in an imperceptible voice.

His condition is very poor, resulting in rough washing process.

He adjusted with his back against the door panel.

As time passed by, Cheng Mu knew that he couldn't stay any longer.

He walked out of the bathroom slowly.

The air conditioner that turned on automatically had stopped working, and Shen Jinzhi was sitting quietly on a stool beside the bed.

Seeing someone come out, he naturally pulled back the corner of the quilt: "Come here and lie down."

The unclear light passed through Shen Jinzhi's lens that was placed on the bridge of his nose again, obliterating the last trace of corners and corners in his eyebrows and eyes.

That look drew Cheng Muze and guided him to sit on the bed.

Just as he was about to lie down, Shen Jinzhi supported him.

Cheng Mu stopped and looked at Shen Jinzhi's hand reaching for the zipper of his coat.

Not knowing Shen Jinzhi's intentions, Cheng Muze's body stiffened without thinking.

Tension took the place of his will to fight against the pain, and for a while he reached a strange balance.

Shen Jinzhi pulled down his coat and folded it neatly on his lap.

"it's OK now."

Cheng Mu regained his senses, let go of his fingertips on the bed sheet, and lay down quickly.

The large movements accelerated the blood flow, and Cheng Mu frowned in discomfort.

Suddenly, a comfortable force pressed against his temple.

Shen Jinzhi massaged his sore and swollen acupuncture points, soothing his pain.

It turned out that Shen Jinzhi had seen through his patience a long time ago, but he never did.

Cheng Mu exhaled slowly.

"Can I talk to you?"

Shen Jinzhi replied very softly: "What do you want to talk about? About WeChat?"

"Ah?" Cheng Mu was a little surprised, shaking his head in denial, "No."

On the contrary, Shen Jinzhi became a little curious: "Since you found out about that until now, why have you never asked me a word?"

Cheng Mu raised his eyelids: "I figured it out, it was that idiot Qin Yi who made a mistake, and it has nothing to do with you."

Shen Jinzhi smiled lightly: "But I'm the one who makes mistakes, don't you feel that I have deep plans?"

Cheng Mu lowered his eyelashes to cover his dark and unclear mood.

"In the end, it's all my fault. If I haven't forgotten, you don't have to be so cautious about probing."

Shen Jinzhi paused for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

He eased with a half-smile: "Your tone sounds aggrieved."

Cheng Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Jinzhi's other hand: "You are the one who is not wronged, and you are always the one who is wronged."

"No." Shen Jinzhi repeated it firmly, "With you, there has never been any."

Shen Jinzhi changed the acupuncture points with his fingertips and ended the topic: "Okay, go to sleep, I will always be with you."

Cheng Mu was only a little sleepy at first, but Shen Jinzhi's words came to his ears, and the sleepiness from nowhere came to his mind instantly.

Tiredness cushioned the feeling of headache, and Shen Jinzhi's massage loosened his eyelids.

"Good night."

Cheng Mu closed his eyes lightly, and his grip on Shen Jinzhi's hand relaxed a lot.

His breathing slowed.

Shen Jinzhi withdrew some strength, but continued to dredge the acupuncture points.

Cheng Muze fell asleep more and more, Shen Jinzhi withdrew his hand and tucked Cheng Muze's hand into the quilt.

He slid off the few birthday wishes that appeared on his phone, turned off the remaining lights, and looked at the silhouette of Li Muze in the dark.

In the quiet room, there were a few whispers from the bed.

Shen Jinzhi couldn't hear clearly, so he moved closer.

"I'm not... I'm not..."

Shen Jinzhi frowned, and unconsciously curled up his hand resting on the corner of the bed.

Cheng Muze's voice became more and more urgent: "Tell me I'm not!"

Sensing that something was wrong, Shen Jinzhi put it on Cheng Muze's hand through the quilt: "A Xia."

"let me go!"

The voice was cold and harsh, exactly the same as the voice of the nightmare Li Cheng Muze before he decided to leave.

Shen Jinzhi let go of his hand suddenly, and his fingertips hung lonely in the air half a centimeter away from Cheng Muze, not daring to touch it down.

Soon, Shen Jinzhi realized that it was just an illusion.

The nightmare never happened, and what Cheng Muze said was not talking to him.

"I'm not sick, I'm in a bad mood, and I don't want to repeat it."

Shen Jinzhi stretched out his hand again to shake Cheng Muze: "Ah Xia, wake up."

He called out several times, but Cheng Mu seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, no matter how hard the people on the periphery tried, they couldn't drag him ashore.

Shen Jinzhi took off his shoes, squeezed onto the bed carefully, and hugged Cheng Muze from behind.

"Asha."

Shen Jinzhi hugged his waist from behind to prevent him from rolling to the ground due to his struggle.

He gently stroked Cheng Muze's arm, comforting him in a hug: "It's me, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

In Shen Jinzhi's arms, Cheng Muze's emotions gradually calmed down.

Immersed in a deep nightmare for a long time, Cheng Muze's voice became weak: "I want to go back, he is still waiting for me, I..."

Shen Jinzhi's stroking hand stopped.

He breathed carefully, wondering what Cheng Muze would say next, but he was conflictedly afraid that Cheng Muze would think of more.

The person in his arms sank into a sleep without nightmares, and finally calmed down.

In the thick night, Shen Jinzhi's heart was in a mess.

Those untrue dreams floated in his mind vainly, but he didn't dare to think about the connection between them.

Nothing is more important than Cheng Muze being happy.

Even if those questions are buried forever.

Cheng Mu didn't know how he escaped the bombardment of the alarm clock.

When he woke up, Shen Jinzhi was fiddling with his mobile phone, his fingertips were jumping on the screen, he was unbelievably busy.

Cheng Mu propped himself up, and the headache from yesterday was gone, as if healed successfully, he felt much more relaxed.

He lifted half of the quilt and said to Shen Jinzhi, "Good morning."

"Finally woke up."

Shen Jinzhi put off what he was doing, picked up the handset of the landline, and dialed to the front desk: "Hi, breakfast is ready to be delivered."

Shen Jinzhi hesitated to speak several times, but finally chose to remain silent.

Halfway through breakfast, Shen Jinzhi received a call from Wan Weiduo.

He didn't want to pull his hands on the phone, so he clicked on the loudspeaker.

"Professor Shen, do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

Shen Jinzhi refused without a pause: "No time."

"Hey, come on, the spy I placed next to you told me that you haven't taken a new job recently." Wan Weiduo said, "Didn't I 'owe' Xiao Cheng a meal last time? This time is just for you to celebrate your birthday, let’s make it up together.”

When it came to Cheng Muze, Shen Jinzhi's attitude obviously relaxed a lot: "Aren't you going to invite him alone?"

"Alone?" Wan Weiduo raised the ending voice helplessly, "Can I be alone?"

"Oh." Shen Jinzhi responded, "Forget about your birthday, it was over yesterday."

Wan Weiduo sneered: "I didn't know it was yesterday? You must have stayed with Xiao Cheng yesterday. How could it be the turn of us insignificant ordinary people?"

Shen Jinzhi took out a tissue, asked Cheng Muze's opinion, "Ah Xia, are you going?"

Cheng Mu glanced at the mobile phone that was still on speakerphone, and raised his head blankly.

Shen Jinzhi said: "Speak."

Cheng Mu withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "It's okay to go."

"Shen Dog!" Wan Weiduo roared unbearably, "Across the phone show again? Believe it or not, I'll send you a blade?"

Shen Jinzhi said "hmm": "It's not appropriate."

Wan Weiduo paused a bit: "It's more or less the same."

But Shen Jinzhi immediately added: "Next time, I will try to change it face to face."

There wasn't much time left in the morning, so Shen Jinzhi took Cheng Mu to some famous snack bars to check in.

They spent time looking for delicious food, and at half past three, they set off on their way back.

Cheng Mu looked out the window, and a silver Porsche flashed by.

He looked behind the car in astonishment, only to see a vague word "池" on the license plate.

If I remember correctly, he should also have a car like this at home.

Cheng Mu didn't know whether the frequent flashes of memory would affect him, but no matter what, he hoped that he was just ordinary dazzled.

Ever since he saw the car, Cheng Muze's head started to ache again, but fortunately, the pain was very weak and wouldn't distract him too much.

Outside the hotel, Shen Cheng who came from the next city bumped into Wan Weiduo who had just got off the car.

Wan Weiduo asked his assistant to stop the car, and he quickly went up to meet him.

As winter approaches, as long as there is wind, the temperature will drop another four or five degrees.

Wan Weiduo gasped, and casually exchanged greetings: "It's really cold today, if you don't wear more clothes, you'll really catch a cold."

As he spoke, he sneezed.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Jinzhi began to take off his coat.

Wan Weiduo was stunned: "You don't have to be so polite? Why did you find out..."

He didn't stop chattering, but the coat covered Cheng Muze, who was already wearing two coats.

Shen Jinzhi said with concern: "Wear more, don't get sick."

Wan Weiduo: "..."

Damn, is there still humanity?

The author says:

Wan Weiduo: Destroy it, I'm upset.