When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

I saw him again eight years later, in the restroom of the bar.

Loud music mixed with loud human voices declared the madness of the night.

Xu Jingyu was immediately attracted by that person.

The man stood by the sink, desperately pouring cold water on his face, and the splashed water fell on his neck and clothes along with his movements.His face was flushed and his eyes were half-closed.The light white silk shirt on his body was crumpled, and the top three buttons were unbuttoned, hanging loosely on his shoulders.

After draining the water, Jing Yu pulled up his trousers and strode out without giving him another look.

"help me."

The sleeves are pulled.

He was forced to stop, and looked coldly at the drunk with blurred eyes and delirious mind.

"help me……"

"Do you know what you are doing?" The voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

"I...was...taken down..."

"Heh, how can you play like this?"

"Take...I go." The cold voice was mixed with unresolvable entanglement, slightly hoarse, with great restraint.

"Take you away? Why?" Jing Yu raised his hand to pinch the chin of the person in front of him, his tall body formed a strong sense of oppression, forcing him to look at him, "Cheng Muchi, open your eyes and see ,who I am?"

"You... don't know..." The person who was clamped felt the coolness of the people around him, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and leaned forward tremblingly.

There are still drops of water on the clear and cloudy eyes, sliding down the long eyelashes, past the mole at the corner of the eye, and sliding down the swan-like neck along the reddish cheeks, dripping on the lustrous and flawless collarbone, dripping on the In the two small dimples at the clavicle.

The demeanor is cold and noble, but the expression made makes people want to commit a crime.

There was a noise outside the bathroom, accompanied by footsteps getting closer.There are about three or four people.

"Did the kid fall in?"

"Won't you get drunk in it?"

"Don't sneak away!"

"Go, go and have a look! It's hard to find such a top-quality product!"

Jing Yu's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Xu...Mr. Xu?" The people outside the door dropped their jaws in shock.

Jingyu has seen Huang Mao, the leader, who is a young master of a down-and-out family. He is dissolute and especially good at playing.

"roll."

"Mr. Xu, don't be angry, let's get out of here, get out of here!" Huang Mao shivered, bowed his head and retreated outside the door.

"Boss, our goods..."

"Cough cough", feeling ashamed in front of my little brother, Huang Mao hesitated to say again, "Mr. Xu, the person next to you...cough...is the rations for the brothers tonight, can you..."

"Get out!" Jing Yu didn't even bother to look at them again, and his voice was tinged with ruthlessness, "I don't want to say it a third time."

Huang Mao glanced at the soft man who was about to stick to Jing Yu's body, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet, "Go!"

"Boss, why are you afraid of him? With so many of us, we still can't beat him alone?" The voice outside the door got farther and farther away.

"Get out! If you want to die, don't take me!" After all, Xu Jingyu's legends are so loud that he can even send his own father to his death. What else is he afraid of?Thinking of this, Huang Mao shuddered all over, but luckily he rolled quickly.

Jing Yu looked down at the drunk man hanging on his body that was about to turn into a puddle of water, with a look of impatience.People came into the bathroom one after another, secretly looking at them ambiguously as they came and went.

Especially when the drunk was still picking at his clothes.

"Fuck!" Jing Yu cursed with his head down, picked up Mu Chi and walked out.

The person on the shoulders was not honest, and felt that he was restrained, so he slapped him vigorously with both hands, but the drunken person was limp and weak, and the slap was soft.

"You... be honest." Jing Yu held back his voice.

"Uncomfortable..." The person on the shoulder moved even more violently.

"Don't move!" Jing Yu pressed him hard to prevent him from falling.

"Let me...down..."

"Let you down? Then be taken away by those people?"

"don't want……"

"Then be honest with me!"

"Don't...they...too many people...will...break me..." The man on the shoulder twisted again, trying to break free from the hands that were pressing on his body.

"You!" Jing Yu gritted his teeth angrily, and put him down directly, almost carrying him all the way to the corner of the wall.

The bar was full of people, men and women mixed together, and no one noticed the movement in the corner.

The person on the opposite side quickly came up again, rubbing his body limply, pulling his clothes, and breathing out a strong smell of alcohol.

"Cheng Muchi, take a closer look at who I am?" Jing Yu struggled to push him away from himself.

"You...well...look..."

Jingyu had no choice but to look at him resignedly, "Let's go, I'll take you to a gastric lavage."

After that, he raised his hand to pick him up again.

The person leaning on him struggled even harder.

"No...going...it will be...uncomfortable...very...uncomfortable..."

"Have you washed it?" Jing Yu's voice was suddenly cold.

"Accompany... I..." The voice was soft and feeble. Taking the opportunity, a pair of hands rested on his shoulders, and his face was pressed against his. The soft lips rubbed against his chin as if indistinctly. It poured into his mouth, straight into his chest.

The forbearance burst out with a "bang"——

"Cheng Muchi, you said that!" Jing Yu gritted his teeth.

Immediately, he picked up the confused person, turned around, and walked directly to the second floor.

The bar is opened by a buddy of Jingyu. After he returned to China some time ago, he would occasionally come here to relax, sometimes to deal with some work, and sometimes to have a casual drink.The buddy is also very interesting, knowing that he doesn't like to get together, he specially reserved a lounge for him on the second floor.

After entering the door, Jing Yu threw the person on his shoulders roughly onto the bed, and closed the door with a "bang".

Outside the door is still full of lights and feasting, bustling and noisy, but inside the door is a pool of spring water, ripples and waves.

"Why do you let others pour you wine?"

"Why so casual?"

"What if it's not me who met today?"

"Or...anyone can?"

No one answered him, only a fish that was short of water was desperately thirsting for water, and approached the water source.

"Cheng Muchi, don't regret it!"

The night is not quiet, and the night wind is also noisy.The moon was originally hanging on the branch, but it was suddenly covered by a cloud and never came out again.

The night is still young, and the night is still long.

When Mu Chi woke up in the morning, she had a splitting headache and felt like her whole body was going to fall apart.He squeezed the space between his brows, turned his head sideways, and stared at the sleeping person next to him.

Heh, it's still the same as eight years ago, sleeping like a dead dog every time I finish.

Mu Chi gritted her teeth, resisted the pain in her body, moved her body quietly, letting her body slowly slip out of his arms.

He glanced at the mirror on the opposite side. In the mirror, his whole body was covered with hickey marks, finger marks, pinch marks, and his body was bruised and purple—as if someone had scribbled on a piece of white cloth wantonly—and there was almost no good one. place.

This mad dog!

It was a mess.He picked out his clothes from the ground, put them on hastily and casually, took his underwear and stuffed them into his pockets, and walked out the door quietly.

The bar in the early morning was silent and empty.Mu Chi took a deep breath of fresh air, got into the car, and drove home without looking back.

It was nearly eight o'clock when I got home.

Mu Chi took off her crumpled clothes, threw them into a ball on the sofa, and went into the bathroom.

After putting in the hot water, he sat in the bathtub with his legs bent, his hands hanging casually on both sides of the bathtub, his eyelids slightly raised, and he looked indifferently at the white turbidity floating up from the bottom up in the water, His eyes are unpredictable.

The hot water in the bathtub burned the white body red, and there were no red marks anywhere, only the blue marks were more terrifying.

He thought back to the scene last night, heh, if he hadn't given them a chance, how could those few little bastards have the opportunity to take advantage of it?

With a "click", he lit a cigarette, closed his eyes and inhaled lightly, then raised his head and exhaled slowly.

The smoke ring continuously rises and spreads, encircling the steaming mist and mixing into one.

"Xu Jingyu actually reported his father! He is a ruthless person!"

"Economic fraud, drug trafficking, pornography... Xu Jingyu's father is so bold?"

"Gossip, it is said that Xu Jingyu was only reporting obscenity and pornography. I didn't expect the police to check it out. I'm afraid it wasn't Xu Jingyu who would have killed his father!"

"Didn't the press conference say that everyone should be reported?"

"That's what the Xu family said. Why don't we clean up the whole family? I'm afraid none of them will be able to escape."

"Mu Chi, did Xu Jingyu tell you about such a big thing in advance?"

"I heard that someone saw him coming to school the day before the press conference, didn't he come to see you?"

The scene from eight years ago is still in front of my eyes.

Xu Jingyu——Why are you so reckless, is it...for me?It's for me.

But why, why can I abandon everything, but you haven't looked back for eight years?

Mu Chi stretched out her slender index finger, and slowly drew a circle in the mixed smoke and water mist. The two mist dispersed quickly, and then merged again.

Eight years, three thousand days.Xu Jingyu...you are finally back.

After taking a shower, Mu Chi casually wrapped a layer of bath towels, leaned over to pick up the dirty clothes on the sofa and planned to throw them into the washing machine, suddenly, he frowned——

What he randomly stuffed into his pocket were Xu Jingyu's underwear.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Hi, Teacher Cheng, I'm Weiyang, are you coming to school today?" It was a young and energetic voice, "The person in charge of the Creation Brigade wants to hear about the progress of our project this afternoon."

The caller was a doctoral student newly recruited by Dean Zhang of the Art College of University A, and also Mu Chi's fellow student.Their research group is currently cooperating with Chuanglv Culture Company on a project, and Mu Chi is the person in charge.

"I'm not going, you and Xiaoyu should report." As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

"What's the matter?" The person on the opposite side hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, I slept late last night."

"Then take a good rest and come to me anytime you need anything."

"it is good."

Mu Chi put down the phone, frowned and stared at the pair of underwear, then clamped it with the index finger and thumb of her right hand, gently lifted it, and threw it into the trash can.