reverse trapping

One hand supported the camera on Cheng Muze's chest from bottom to top, and removed the heavy pendant from his neck.

Cheng Mu raised his head and stared at Shen Jinzhi in disbelief.

Things always seemed to develop like this, Shen Jinzhi would see everything before he was in trouble, and then quietly solve all the problems.

"Om-"

A sudden vibration broke Cheng Muze's thoughts.

Looking at the number on the caller ID, he planned to hang up directly.

"Home phone number?"

Shen Jinzhi's voice came slowly, while Cheng Mu stopped the finger hanging above the hang up button.

Shen Jinzhi stretched out his hand to help Cheng Muze, who was half sitting on the ground, and reminded: "Ah Xia, you can't avoid it."

Cheng Mu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly understood what kind of premise Shen Jinzhi had omitted from his words.

——If you want to know what happened in the past, you cannot avoid contact with your family.

After understanding Shen Jinzhi's implication, Cheng Mu picked up the phone again and pressed the connect button.

He waited for the noisy voice on the call to subside before he pulled the phone closer.

Inexplicably, Cheng Mu remembered what Shen Jinzhi said to him last night, hoping that he could rely on him more.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he clicked on the loudspeaker.

Shen Jinzhi's eyes fluctuated slightly, he took out his mobile phone and put it aside, motioned for Cheng Mu to sit down, and took out a clean tissue.

"Little brat, don't play dumb for me!"

Cheng Mu moved his eyes and squinted at the phone that was talking.

"Something happened at home, didn't it?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and the volume increased again: "Now I know how to ask my family, why haven't I seen you caring?"

Cheng Mu said softly: "You misunderstood, I never cared about it, I was just talking nonsense. In fact, you don't want to talk to me, do you? It's okay, so don't call me. Anyway, you have never regarded me as your son, have you? ?"

Cheng Mu never showed his side in front of Shen Jinzhi, and raised his eyes to observe Shen Jinzhi's reaction every time he said a word.

But Shen Jinzhi barely reacted, just carefully wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The paper towel wrapped his remaining tears, and gently concealed the fragility that once overflowed.

The endless insults and accusations from the other end of the call seemed to disappear in an instant.Feeling Shen Jinzhi's gentle movements, the corners of Cheng Muze's mouth gradually raised.

His chuckle was caught on the other end of the phone, and he was so angry that he directly issued an ultimatum: "In the last week, if you don't go back to Beichi, I will tie you back!"

The call ended, unlike every time before, Cheng Mu didn't feel sad or irritable at all.

Shen Jinzhi tacitly didn't mention the phone call.

He threw away the tissue and held out his hand to Cheng Mu: "Let's go, let's show you our past."

Walking to the door, Shen Jinzhi took out a bunch of keys from the drawer on the shoe cabinet.

Shen Jinzhi took his hand and walked down the stairs.

They stopped at the door on the third floor.

Shen Jinzhi handed the key to Cheng Muze, implying that he would open the door.

Cheng Mu frowned slightly, although he was puzzled, he did as he did.

Back here again, the experiences of the past few months came to the fore one by one, the details of the memory spread in the time, and merged with Shen Jinzhi's existence into a special sense of warmth.

Standing in front of the master bedroom door that he had been told not to open since he moved in, Cheng Mu seemed to realize something.

Shen Jinzhi said slowly: "Actually, I bought the apartment upstairs not long ago, and I only moved in after the year. Before that, I lived in the second bedroom next to it, just like before."

Since they met each other, this was the first time that Cheng Muze heard the words "before" from Shen Jinzhi's mouth.

Cheng Mu stretched out his hand and leaned against the door panel, vaguely hearing the laughter from the past.

In the room separated by a thin door panel, the past that he longed to know was locked.

According to the law of restoring memory before, he would definitely recall some things vividly, but when it came to the critical point, Cheng Mu was actually a little timid.

He flexed his knuckles, and the palm prints rubbed against the lines on the door panel.

Shen Jinzhi clenched his hand tightly, and the strength in his hand turned into courage, which came quietly from the palm of his hand.

He threw the key into the lock, and time was opened in the turn.

Along with the sound of the door lock, some voices came from Cheng Muze's ears.

"Just come in directly, without knocking on the door."

"Is the new picture I took good-looking?"

"I didn't steal it, it's really the second candy."

"The landlord has no discernment, what's so ugly about the curtains I chose?"

"Stop cooking. I want to eat the noodles with fried sauce at the snack street. If I don't go there, the boss won't know me anymore."

Pushing open the door, those voices were hidden in the dry air again.

All the furnishings in the room were in line with his usual placement habits, and there was an indescribable strangeness in the extremely familiar things.

He paused, relieving the sense of unknown surging in his body.

"Did I... used to live here?"

Shen Jinzhi responded.

After getting the answer, Cheng Mu couldn't help asking: "But I remember that I was only here for a night."

Shen Jinzhi affirmed his vague memory: "At first it was, but later it became permanent."

"Ah?" Hearing Shen Jinzhi's rascally self, Cheng Mu was a little embarrassed, "Am I so rambunctious?"

Shen Jinzhi laughed and said, "It doesn't count to live here, after all, I brought it up first."

Cheng Muze's gaze inadvertently landed on the obviously bruised lens on the table.

He sighed and howled in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen..."

"Yes, yes, yes." Shen Jinzhi's voice was gentle, with a hint of coaxing in his tone, "What's wrong? Who messed with you?"

Cheng Mu pouted, but said nothing.

Shen Jinzhi said again: "The sudden change of title, do you need the teacher to help you uphold justice?"

Cheng Mu turned his eyes away: "It's not a primary school student who can only complain, and besides, I'm no longer in Tianjin University."

"Ms. Shen can't, can Senior Shen?" Shen Jinzhi continued to guide, "Let me listen, there is a way to get the best of both worlds."

Cheng Mu remained silent amidst the entanglement.

Shen Jinzhi had no choice but to guess for himself: "Someone touched your precious camera?"

One sentence accurately hit his distress, while Cheng Mu looked at Shen Jinzhi in astonishment: "How do you know?"

Shen Jinzhi lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Muze's hand: "Since I came in, I've been holding on to the camera and refusing to let go. It's hard not to see it, right?"

Cheng Mu rubbed the damaged lens in his hand helplessly: "It was like this when I went back to the dormitory at noon. I know who it is. In fact, I told him many times before, but he never listened."

"Is he interested in photography?"

"No." Cheng Mu shook his head, "If he was purely interested, I could have brought him into contact, but unfortunately not. The roommates who share the same bed look down and see each other. I haven't figured out how to deal with it, which is a bit annoying."

Shen Jinzhi gave an "um" and replied, "Want to hear my idea?"

Cheng Mu thought it would be nice to have someone to listen to his troubles, but he didn't expect Shen Jinzhi to come up with a solution so quickly.

He said pleasantly, "Teacher Shen, give me a lesson."

Shen Jin gave a serious suggestion: "Why don't you move in and live with me."

Cheng Mu's feet felt weak and he fell to the side.

"Asha."

Shen Jinzhi supported Cheng Muze in a panic, and helped him to sit on the corner of the bed.

Cheng Mu waved his hand: "I'm fine, really fine, just a little dizzy."

The memory was running rampant in his mind, which was so face-saving that it didn't bring too much pain.

He smiled feebly, and joked: "I'll give you the master bedroom after you move in, and I'll take your place, eat, drink, and drive. If it's not bad, what's the point?"

Shen Jinzhi's fingers sank into Cheng Muze's hair, and rubbed the acupuncture points on the top of his head: "It was probably when you pestered me and insisted on taking pictures of me."

Hearing Shen Jinzhi's somewhat genuine and helpless voice, Cheng Mu couldn't help but smiled wryly and said, "Was I annoying at that time?"

Shen Jinzhi shook his head: "I miss those days very much. If only you could still pester me like you did back then. At least, I can clearly know that I am needed."

Having undertaken too much alone, Cheng Mu has long since lost the unscrupulousness of the past.

He raised his eyes silently, with regretful expectation hidden in his eyes.

"Then I begged you to take a picture, did it succeed in the end?"

"That's it."

"Is it?" Cheng Mu didn't understand.

Shen Jinzhi stopped, leaned over and looked closely at Cheng Muze.

"No matter what happened back then, take another picture for me, after you fully recover."

Feeling the encouragement conveyed by the words, Cheng Muze's heart trembled.

Shen Jinzhi was always taking care of other people's emotions, but he never pointed out his own sorrow.

Years later moved upstairs...

If it weren't for the heavy snowfall on New Year's Eve, Shen Jinzhi might still be guarding these warm things alone to this day.

For three years, he witnessed the popularity of the contamination in the house gradually dissipating, and he maintained his original living habits in a deceitful manner.

As if as long as he didn't open that door, the person he expected would stay inside forever.

Vertigo covered Cheng Muze's self-blame with an opaque white cloth, but it was difficult to cover his strong emotional fluctuations.

He bowed his head heavily.

"It's all my fault." Cheng Mu apologized, "If I hadn't left without saying goodbye, at least you wouldn't be so sad."

Cheng Mu moved his lips lightly, repeating the words "Leave without saying goodbye".

"A Xia." Shen Jinzhi put his hands on Cheng Muze's shoulders, "How far has your memory recovered? In your impression, when was the last time we met three years ago?"

Cheng Mu didn't dare to look at Shen Jinzhi, and replied with difficulty: "Outside the auditorium, by the embankment, when the bouquet fell."

In an instant, Shen Jinzhi suddenly understood that amnesia was obviously not Cheng Muze's original wish, but it was the reason why he carefully obeyed himself after being together.

He held Cheng Muze's cheek in his hands: "Axia, listen to me, you have never left without saying goodbye. Before you left Jinsong, you looked for me."

Cheng Mu raised his eyelids, and the light in his eyes shone brightly, like the afternoon sun shining into the bottom of a clear pool.

The guilt that has been in my heart for a long time has opened a deep gap.

His voice trembled: "What did you... say?"

"We met." Shen Jinzhi said firmly, "Before you leave."

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