When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

Mu Chi helped Yang Zheng walk towards the bar door,

Along the way, Yang Zheng was almost paralyzed on him.

"Teacher Cheng, are you leaving now?" Yu Sheng glanced at the two people who were almost stuck together, and then looked back at Jing Yu not far away who was covered in cold, with complicated eyes.

"Well, Yang Zheng drank too much."

"That's not true," Yang Zheng felt aggrieved, "Xu Jingyu wants to jump in line, so I have to take Teacher Cheng away."

"At that time, I told him that I wanted to pursue Teacher Cheng, and he also said that he would not fight with me, but now he wants to go back on his word."

"How can you go back on your word?"

"..." Mu Chi lowered her brows and eyes.

The rest of the voice hesitated to speak, and finally spit out a sentence, "Best trip."

A black commercial vehicle quickly came to the door.

Mu Chi saw from the glass door at the entrance of the bar that the place where Xu Jingyu was standing just now was already empty.

"Uncle Wang, look back at the mountain villa!"

"Teacher Cheng, come home with me!"

Yang Zheng sat slumped on the back seat, rubbing his head directly on Mu Chi's body, and Mu Chi smelled of alcohol all over his body.

Mu Chi didn't say a word, and let him push back and forth.

"Xu Jingyu just has a face, he has a bad temper, and he's not as good as me in anything."

"Mr. Cheng, don't like him. He's with Yao Wanwan and he's here to recruit you. He doesn't respect masculinity!"

"I'm not like that, I'm never half-hearted."

"..."

Mr. Zhang's call interrupted Yang Zheng's nagging.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm really sorry to disturb you at night." The person on the opposite side apologized again and again, "Our headquarters is very satisfied with the plan of your research group, and we are willing to entrust you with the follow-up cultural and creative brand development projects in scenic spots. , would like to ask what do you think?"

"That couldn't be better."

Indeed, the guide system solution for cultural scenic spots can only be regarded as icing on the cake. The real big head is the development of cultural and creative brands, which can really be pushed to the market, and can also leave a cultural context for a region.

Recently, the college is engaged in industry-university-research cooperation. Such a project can solve the graduation thesis of at least three graduate students.

"It's great that you can agree." Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, "We need a preliminary project plan tomorrow morning to connect with the park. Can you please work hard tonight?"

Mu Chi gripped the phone tightly.

"Okay, I will send it to your company mailbox before seven o'clock tomorrow."

Mu Chi hung up the phone and pushed Yang Zheng, "I have something to go back to the academy, can you do it yourself?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..." Holding Mu Chi and not letting go.

"You are not in a good state today, you will have a chance next time."

"Ooooh, okay." Yang Zheng poked Mu Chi's chest with his index finger, "I'll come out next time I ask you out!"

After getting an affirmative answer, the car turned a corner and drove towards University A.

University A is quiet at night, and many teaching buildings are lit.

"Teacher Cheng, didn't you go to the party? Why are you back?" Wei Yang was surprised when he saw Mu Chi walk in.

"Well, suddenly there's some work to do."

"Is there something wrong with the research team's work?" Wei Yang seldom saw Mu Chi go back and forth, subconsciously thought there was a loophole in his work.

Because Dean Zhang is usually very busy, Mu Chi took him to write a thesis and do a project, which is like a second tutor.

"No, just now Mr. Zhang from Chuanglv called. He wants to cooperate with our research group on the follow-up cultural and creative brand development project. I want to temporarily issue a plan."

"Really? They also said last time that there are other branches to undertake market-related projects?"

"Hmm. I don't know the details."

"Did you drink, are you in good condition? Let me write?"

"No, I can write faster."

"By the way, Mr. Cheng, the School of Art in London is open to applications for visiting scholars. I heard Mr. Zhang mention it before, do you have plans to go to London?"

"...I have other arrangements this year, let's talk about it next year."

"Really?" Wei Yang's tone was suddenly excited.

Aware of his emotions, Wei Yang said again, "I just...just feel that there are still many things I don't understand when I just entered school. If Teacher Cheng leaves a year later, I will have the opportunity to learn more from you."

"Ah."

In fact, he has read the recruitment information of visiting scholars in London in advance. The boss he intends to recruit has no plans to recruit this year due to physical reasons, and the people who should come back have also returned...

At 03:30 in the morning, Mu Chi looked at the successfully sent email and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Teacher Cheng, shall I take you home?" The voice came from behind, it was Wei Yang.

Mu Chi froze, turned around, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I'm writing a thesis, and the design summit requires the submission of the final draft tomorrow." Wei Yang walked to Mu Chi's side, "I think I can give you a check if I finish it a day earlier."

"Well, send me a WeChat message, and I'll check it out later."

"Mr. Cheng, I'll take you home first. You drank alcohol last night. I'm afraid you can't drive."

"Let's go."

Mu Chi picked up the car keys on the table, and went downstairs with Wei Yang.

After drinking and staying up late, Mu Chi was very tired and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

He was still awake when he got home.

Jing Yu also left early, and Yao Wanwan still had to play with her friends, so he ignored her and left alone.

He didn't want to drive, aimlessly walking through the lonely night.

For some reason, his mind is full of images of Mu Chi helping Yang Zheng to leave.He originally thought that as long as he didn't see Mu Chi getting close to others, he could remain indifferent, and he had always convinced himself that way.However, once you actually see it...

Admit it, Xu Jingyu, you are going crazy.

For some reason, he walked to the neighborhood in front of him, this neighborhood.

Eight years ago, when he and Mu Chi were together, the two of them would come to this community to go crazy all day and night on weekends. He had a house here.

Mu Chi has always had a lot of tricks, he is not satisfied with just being indoors, he thinks back then, on the roof of the school, in the woods without people, on the top of the empty mountain, in the empty parking lot...

"You annoying little goblin, why are you in such high demand, huh?"

"Well, to learn art, you need to liberate your nature, otherwise where does the inspiration come from?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for my good physical strength, I wouldn't be able to satisfy you!"

At that time, Mu Chi just looked at him and smiled.Later he learned that when his father was doing underground business, he regularly injected hormones that affect endocrine to the growing boys in the clubhouse, so...

At that time, Mu Chi's smile should have been a sneer, or a mocking smile, but unfortunately he didn't know anything at that time.

In the past eight years, he deliberately did not pay any attention to Mu Chi's news.He thought that Mu Chi would have a regular partner, and it should be Mu Chi's friend who came to him to declare his sovereignty on the first day the two changed from Ltr to a romantic relationship.

That person loves Mu Chi so much, and has given so much for Mu Chi, how could it be possible for Mu Chi to be like this...

He closed his eyes and shook his head.

Cheng Muchi, these years, with whom... have you relieved your needs?

The heart that has been calm for eight years can no longer be calm.

Jingyu was sitting on the bench in the community, Ren's heart was surging, and his eyes suddenly froze——

The person who fell asleep on the co-pilot in the car obliquely ahead was Cheng Muchi or whoever it was!

And the guy in the driver's seat, whom he had met a few days ago, was in the Creation Brigade.Seems to be Cheng Muchi's younger brother?

Who of them lives here?

Before Jing Yu had time to think carefully, his eyebrows twisted into the word Chuan.Because he saw an extremely dazzling scene - Mu Chi's junior brother lay on the steering wheel and looked at Mu Chi motionlessly, then slowly raised his hand, touched Mu Chi's face with his fingers, and He tapped a little on the mole under the corner of his eye, the movement was gentle, and then Mu Chi woke up.

Wei Yang didn't know why, he had arrived at his destination, but he didn't want to wake Mu Chi up yet.Only when he was alone like this, did he feel that the person in front of him was so real.

Wei Yang always felt that his Teacher Cheng was a person with a story, and the story was hidden in his cold eyebrows, in his deep eyes, and at the corners of his thin lips, which made him feel that the person in front of him was so Far away, inaccessible.

That's how he was captured by this unapproachable flower of the high mountain.

He outlined Mu Chi's facial features with his hands, every part was perfect, especially the tear mole at the lower right corner of the eye was particularly obvious on his fair skin.That hand didn't touch Mu Chi's face, he didn't dare.

As if feeling a shadow cast down, Mu Chi's eyes moved and slowly opened.

"Teacher Cheng, are you awake?" Wei Yang immediately sat upright, "I saw that you were sound asleep just now, so I dare not wake you up."

"Well, thank you." Mu Chi blinked slowly to adapt to the dim light around him, "I'll go back first, and you too..."

Everything is silent, and the sky is not yet bright.

Twilight glanced at a figure not far away, heh, revisiting the old place in the middle of the night?He turned the corner of his mouth, "If you don't mind, come upstairs with me and take a rest in the guest room."

"Will it bother you?"

"You've worked hard too, let's rest first."

Wei Yang helped Mu Chi unbuckle the seat belt.The two got out of the car and entered the building door one after the other.

The veins on Jingyu's hands were bulging. It was past four o'clock in the morning and it was still dark. What were they going to do?

Especially the young man at the back, his mouth was grinning to the back of his ears.

He couldn't stop thinking about it.

The flowers, trees, plants and trees here are all the same as they were eight years ago, and they have all witnessed the beauty of their union, but now, Cheng Muchi is actually with another man.He felt blood surge in his throat, and his heart felt like a blunt knife was being cut.

He was just sitting on the bench, staring at the door of the building. What excuse could he use this time?What else can he qualify for?

His face was pale.

"Hey, help me find Man Tingfang's key, I'm moving here soon."