Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jian Zhinian was driving, and he seemed to have a thousand words in his heart. He let go of the knot in his heart, no longer suppressing it, and let the love in his heart overflow.

He wanted to see Mu Qingyuan and tell him that he really missed him all these years.

When the car drove into the underground garage, Jian Zhinian hurriedly locked the car and trotted into the elevator. He watched the floor numbers on the elevator constantly changing, and his heartbeat accelerated.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, a ray of light from the room shone through the window, and Jian Zhinian was clearly aware that the corners of his mouth were curled up.

Mu Qingyuan is at home.

The fingerprint was covered, the door lock clicked open, and Jian Zhinian said: "Qingyuan, I'm back."

The only response he got was the smell of alcohol in the room.

Mu Qingyuan was sitting at the dining table, with an empty bottle of white wine in front of him and another bottle in his hand. When he heard Jian Zhinian's voice, he raised his head, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Zhizhi?"

Jian Zhinian felt as if something was blocking his chest, neither going up nor down, making him feel uncomfortable.

With a gloomy face, he took a few steps forward, snatched the bottle from Mu Qingyuan's hand, and said angrily: "Mu Qingyuan, don't you know your own body? Are you going to die after drinking so much?"

Mu Qingyuan let go of the bottle, grabbed Jian Zhinian's wrist, and said with red eyes: "It's fatal, no matter what, you have to stay alive to find Zhizhi!"

Jian Zhinian let him pull her, stroked his eyebrows, and asked softly, "Why do you want to drink?"

"I thought Zhizhi would never come back..." So I felt depressed and stayed at home drinking alone.

Mu Qingyuan buried his head in Jian Zhinian's palm, feeling even more aggrieved: "I feel depressed, I hurt his Nian Nian, Zhizhi hates me in her heart, I feel bad, Zhizhi, I feel bad!"

"Why did Zhizhi marry someone else? Why did she want to have a child with someone else... Zhizhi is mine, mine alone... But I can't snatch her away from Nian Nian, not even a child..."

He felt so wronged and uncomfortable.

But it's shameful for a grown man like him to compete with a child for attention.

I can’t even win the fight, I’m even more incompetent!

Jian Zhinian's sullen face suddenly burst into laughter, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

He held Mu Qingyuan's face in his hands, and his own face was reflected in those clear and deep eyes like the starry sky. The stars were shining like water, and his own fragmented shadow was all in the waves.

There were tears in his eyes, but the smile on his face was warmer and more relaxed than ever before.

He said, "Mu Xingchen, there is no one else, there is only you from beginning to end. I didn't have a child with anyone else, this is yours. I am yours, the child is yours, everything is yours."

Doubt flashed across Mu Qingyuan's intoxicated eyes. The alcohol numbed his brain, and he was both sober and intoxicated.

"mine?"

Mu Qingyuan was confused and smiled foolishly.

Jian Zhinian nodded and said, "Yes, yours, Nian Nian is your child."

"how can that be possible?"

Mu Qingyuan became even more confused. The alcohol had penetrated his brain nerves and he couldn't figure out such a complicated problem. He was probably drunk and dreaming.

He went to the psychiatric department during the day, and the doctor said that he had a brain problem and was hallucinating.

Well, it's a fantasy.

Mu Qingyuan smiled foolishly at Jian Zhinian.

"Alright."

Such fantasies were fine, he was willing to do them even when he was drunk or sick.

Mu Qingyuan closed his eyes and got drunk in Jian Zhinian's arms. He wished he could stay drunk forever. In his dreams, everything was his. Zhizhi was his, and Nian Nian was his too...

Jian Zhinian didn't expect that tonight would end like this. He helped Mu Qingyuan back to bed. The man held on to his hand and wouldn't let go, hugging his waist, and he couldn't break free.

"Zhizhi, don't go... Zhizhi, don't go..."

Jian Zhinian took a deep breath, and thinking about how he had been staying up late in the hospital these days, his heart softened again. He simply fell on the bed with him, pulled up the thin quilt and lay down together.

The drunk Mu Qingyuan was relatively quiet. Apart from hugging him tightly and burying his face in his arms, he was not difficult to serve.

Jian Zhinian turned off the lights and stared at the ceiling. It didn't seem so difficult to say what was buried deep in his heart. It didn't seem so embarrassing or shameful that he couldn't face others.

Thinking back to what happened just now, he was even somewhat glad that Mu Qingyuan was drunk.

If he wasn't drunk, he didn't know if he could say those words so smoothly...

It was the first time in all these years that he lay in bed so comfortably, with Mu Qingyuan by his side... This feeling was so relaxing.

He tilted his head, looked at Mu Qingyuan's sleeping face, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and then nodded.

"Xingchen, wake up quickly..."

Jian Zhinian smiled, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The first ray of morning sunlight shone into the bedroom through the window. Jian Zhinian couldn't bear it anymore and turned over, burying his head in a warm and solid place.

Mu Qingyuan rolled the quilt around himself, covering his entire face and blocking out the annoying light.

The two of them changed into a more compatible posture and fell into a new round of sleep.

They were so sleepy.

The sleep after letting go of everything is so comfortable.

The moment Mu Qingyuan opened his eyes, the dazzling sunlight made him unable to help but turn his head and squint. With this movement, the person in his arms also poked his head out.

"what time is it?"

Jian Zhinian's voice was hoarse. He stood up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the clock on the wall.

Half past eleven!!

Jian Zhinian sat up suddenly.

Oops, he has class at ten o'clock today!

The next second, he seemed to remember asking Li Yuanwu to go to class for him...

Jian Zhinian covered his eyes with lingering fear. He had always been at ease in his studies and work, and rarely encountered such thrilling moments.

Mu Qingyuan rubbed his temples in pain, a hangover headache coming on. He sat up slowly, and when he saw Jian Zhinian, he was distracted for a moment.

"What's the matter? Are you so scared?"

Mu Qingyuan naturally put his arm around Jian Zhinian's waist and asked, "When did you come back?"

Jian Zhinian calmed down after a moment's rest, then got up from the bed and said, "I came back last night. Don't drink so much next time..."

He stepped on his slippers and moved his whole body. Although he slept soundly last night, he was not comfortable in his daytime clothes.

"Wake up, I'll take a shower first."

As he said that, Jian Zhinian took his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Mu Qingyuan glanced at his own clothes which were equally shabby. What did he do yesterday to make Jian Zhinian stay with him and lie down on the bed like this?

He really needs to wake up...

He didn't have blackouts when drinking, but his memory was coming back bit by bit. Mu Qingyuan couldn't help but widen his eyes, his expression changed drastically.

What did Jian Zhinian say last night?

Mu Qingyuan stood up suddenly, without even bothering to put on his shoes, walked a few steps to the bathroom, and opened the glass door of the bathroom——

"Jian Zhinian, what did you say last night?"

Mu Qingyuan was very anxious, his voice was loud and rapid, and his breathing was heavy.

Jian Zhinian was naked with foam all over his head, which frightened him. He instinctively retreated to the corner, covering his face with his arms even though it was meaningless, and said anxiously, "Mu Qingyuan, close the door quickly!"

Mu Qingyuan ignored him and asked again: "Jian Zhinian, was what you said last night true?"