On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chen Qian entered a state of deep drunkenness and felt drowsy.

But he still kept thinking about the toast.

He casually picked up the glass closest to him, said a vague toast, then poured half of it and drank the other half.

Too drunk, too dizzy.

As usual, he asked Zhong Yi to take him back.

Zhong Yi ignored him and just kept saying that it was not right.

What's wrong?

Is the photo blurry or overexposed?

And then, I knew nothing.

"Chi, Yu, Xing. Tell me again what is the relationship between Zhong Yi and Chen Qian?"

After Chi Mu pulled Chen Qian out of the bathroom, wiped him clean, put clothes on him, and wrapped him in a quilt, he couldn't wait to call someone to cause trouble.

Chi Yuxing's voice sounded very tired and intermittent: "I said, Chen Qian's partner, or friend."

"I remember you said they came back together. What kind of friends can run away with a person who is being followed by the mafia?" Chi Mu gritted his teeth and glanced back at Chen Qian, who was asleep and still mumbling the name Zhong Yi in his dream.

"Yeah, he might be pursuing Chen Qian." Chi Yuxing yawned and replied indifferently.

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Oh right, he said Chen Qian was your ex-boyfriend! The pursuer, Bao's younger brother."

Chi Mu didn't know whether to be angry or worried, "Didn't Chen Qian refute him?"

"No, not at all. He doesn't think so himself, does he?"

"What?! We never mentioned breaking up!"

"As for time, you haven't seen each other for several years. I see you more often than you." Chi Yuxing's unbridled laughter exploded in the receiver of the mobile phone. It was rare for him to see Chi Mu being humiliated, and he didn't want to hold back even this little bit of time.

He laughed for a full three minutes before remembering that he usually had to comfort the person involved. He calmed down and said, "Don't be too sad. Ever since you and Shi Gongxi showed up together, he's been drinking non-stop. I think you still have a chance."

"Will he think he's my ex if there's a chance?" Chi Mu glared at Chen Qian, who was sleeping soundly in bed, unaware of anything, with a resentful look. "Besides, he clearly knows about me and Shi..."

"You know, maybe he just wants to set you free. It's hard to contact you in an international relationship, and your WeChat and phone are monitored, so they can't be used." Chi Yuxing teased, flipping through the postgraduate entrance examination guide in his hand. "I'm really curious about how you two communicate."

"That's none of your business."

"You won't send it to him by email, right? Or write a letter?" Chi Yuxing asked seriously.

"Don't you need to review the key points for the postgraduate entrance examination tonight?"

"Hmm? I am. First, tell me how you communicated with Chen Qian."

"I haven't passed the exam in three years. What's the point of reviewing?"

"Don't attack me. I'm old, not retarded. And this is retribution for not returning to school in time after taking a leave of absence." Chi Yuxing shrugged where Chi Mu couldn't see. "I don't want to buy a degree either. You know, I'm not the type to indulge in luxury. I'm more of a science person."

"You studied philosophy."

“…Thanks for the reminder.”

"Dududu-"

Chi Yuxing listened to the sudden call ending tone and curled his lips. "It seems that it's either writing a letter or sending an email. Eh—what an ancient way of dating."

……

Chen Qian is a good drinker and also has a good sleeping posture.

Fortunately, when Chi Mu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he was still lying flat in the same position.

Chi Mu sat beside the bed, his fingertips brushed across Chen Qian's forehead, and brought the strands of hair scattered on his forehead to his hairline.

Chen Qian's steady, rhythmic breathing drifted in the air, and his fingers slid down along the contours of his cheeks. "Hmm... I'm a little tanned."

The fingertips converged on the side of her face and she gently pinched it, "You've lost weight too."

Maybe it was because he slept too lightly, but this slight touch made Chen Qian move unconsciously, and then his tightly closed eyelids opened a crack.

"Well... stop it..." Chen Qian lifted his hand out from under the quilt and grabbed the fingers that were messing with his face without much effort. Then he rubbed his face on the back of his restrained hand and muttered something.

Chi Mu couldn't hear what he said, but seeing that he was very sleepy but didn't know why he kept his eyes open, he found it a little funny and advised him: "Go to sleep."

But who knew that when Chen Qian heard the sound, it was like he pressed a button.

His eyes widened a little, and the strength in his hands increased a lot. He seemed to be more awake. He refused quietly: "No."

"Why?" Chi Mu was afraid that he couldn't hear the way he spoke, which sounded like a bird's chirping, so he put his ear close to him and listened carefully.

"I haven't dreamed of you in a long time..." The voice was still vague, aggrieved, as if she was acting coquettishly, "...I miss you so much."