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Fu Chaoji stopped the car behind the brake lights that turned on one after another, Zhuo Mu leaned back on the chair with his head up, his eyes were in the distance, his breath was magnified countless times in the cramped car, and it scratched Fu Chaoji's heart .

The seconds were close to zero, and the crowded vehicles diverted at the intersection. Fu Chaoji stepped on the accelerator and turned right.

"You stepped on the accelerator too hard." Zhuo Mu rushed forward due to inertia, but fortunately he was pulled back by wearing a seat belt.

"Sorry." Fu Chaoji couldn't find a reason to refute, and laughed dryly.He got his driver's license two years ago, and it was the first time he was on the road. The first time he drove someone off was actually Zhuo Mu. If he had known today, Fu Chaoji would have breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of it.

"Turn signal." Zhuo Mu lightly reminded, Fu Chaoji glanced at Zhuo Mu from the rearview mirror.Zhuo Mu put one hand on his forehead and pressed it repeatedly. He turned his head, and their eyes collided in the rearview mirror.

Fu Chaoji turned his gaze away, but in front of him was always Zhuo Mu's slightly adjusted eyes.Zhuo Mu looked up to find a comfortable position, and finally couldn't help but comment, "You really don't have any talent for things like cars."

The drunk seemed to think it wasn't enough, so he continued to tell the truth, "Fortunately, the car couldn't be plugged into the ditch."

"At that time, it was clearly you who insisted on me going a little further to the left." Fu Chaoji retorted unconvinced.

"If I don't let you go to the left, you will fall into the ditch on the right." Zhuo Mu reminded Fu Chaoji in a cool tone, "Every time I ride in your car, I feel terrified. You are riding a bicycle on thousands of ravines."

The blood vessels on Fu Chaoji's forehead were throbbing, "You've already sat down, and you have no chance to choose."

Zhuo Mu was taken aback by what Fu Chaoji said, he straightened up and pursed his lips to look at the people driving beside him, when Fu Chaoji thought he would retort harshly, Fu Chaoji was surprised and hummed softly.

Fu Chaoji glanced quickly at the person on the co-pilot again, and laughed for a long time, "Qin Chu said that you have grown up to eight and dare to sit on my bicycle."

In the third year of junior high school, Zhuo Mu transferred to the experimental junior high school, and Fu Chaoji was hit one after another. On the same day, Fu Chaoji ran into his new neighbor when he came home.The back of the new neighbor's son is familiar to me.

Fu Chaoji remained determined, and tentatively called out to Zhuo Mu in a low voice.The new neighbor turned his head very cooperatively and gave him a calm look.

Early the next morning, Fu Chaoji drove his Nie Yuan to school under Fu Ma's indoctrination.Calendar page after page, this damn school and school, endless.

Zhuo Mu was wearing a school uniform and sitting in the back seat of his car. He didn't move his legs but only his mouth. He seemed to have a navigation map in his mind. Where there were pits and stones on the way to school, he broadcast them to Fu Chaoji one by one with his mouth.Fu Chaoji has a pair of eyes on the top of his head. He is blind when riding a bicycle, but he is young and energetic.Zhuo Mu raised his hand and slapped him on the back, Fu Chaoji was so annoyed that his back straightened, his feet were hard, the wind blew through his hair, he thought fiercely that Zhuo Mu was sure that he would not be able to fight back when he was riding a bicycle.

Time and space overlapped, these strikingly similar situations and familiar meanness made Fu Chaoji feel in a daze that the person sitting beside him had not changed, the same as Zhuo Mu five or ten years ago.Zhuo Mu would criticize his driving skills as much as possible but would still sit there.Zhuo Mu has always been good at twists and turns, and he can say anything harsh if he wants.Most of the time, Zhuo Mu remained silent, and he didn't bother to argue with others, instead he was willing to argue with him.

The heavy snow was falling, and a thin layer of white had accumulated on the front hood, and the regular sound of the wiper came over clearly, and the thoughts of wanton running were pulled back.

The car drove steadily into the community, he slammed on the brakes, he couldn't help but sway forward, he froze for a moment, waiting for the person next to him to speak first, but his shoulders were heavy, and his neck was lightly swept by the hair .

Fu Chaoji lifted the handbrake cautiously, and looked down at Zhuo Mu who was leaning on his shoulder, he could smell the fragrance of shampoo in Zhuo Mu's hair in his breath, and his neck felt a little itchy due to the tip of the hair.

He reached out to stroke Zhuo Mu's hair, stopped halfway, curled up his fingers and put them down.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Mu dazedly took out his cell phone from his coat pocket to answer the call.It was Bai Cheng who called, asking if Zhuo Mu was home.

Zhuo Mu raised his head, and slowly straightened his body before realizing that the car had arrived downstairs at his house at some point, "Well, it's here."

Half of Fu Chaoji's body was numb, he moved his shoulders slightly, Zhuo Mu hung up the phone, the slight drunkenness in his eyes had already withdrawn from the stage of history, and his facial expression returned to that before liberation, Fu Chaoji heard Zhuo Mu's cold words Thank you.

Zhuo Mu's dark eyes met Fu Chaoji's, then turned slightly and landed on his shoulder.Fu Chaoji didn't quite know what his thank you meant, but he smiled and urged people to go upstairs for a glass of honey water.

Zhuo Mu didn't respond, and said for a long while, "I'll pick up the car downstairs from your house tomorrow morning."

After he finished speaking, he got out of the car, Fu Chaoji looked at his back, suddenly clenched his hands, got out of the car and stopped someone.

Zhuo Mu turned around, behind him was thousands of wind and snow, as beautiful as a painting.Zhuo Mu didn't speak, just looked up at him.

Fu Chaoji's heart was beating wildly. He touched the mobile phone in his pocket with his fingers and blurted out, "Phone number."

Before Zhuo Mu could refuse, he added, "If you can't find the car, call me."

Early the next morning, when Fu Chaoji opened the curtains to look out, Zhuo Mu's car downstairs had already disappeared.Heartbroken, Fu Chaoji turned around and sat down at the dining table, eating freshly fried eggs.

After he had finished his breakfast and packed up his things, he turned on his laptop. The order he had received last month had been completed. Fu Chaoji opened his mailbox and sent the item to the other party. After half an hour, he replied that he was very satisfied. Send the other half of the money to his card.

Fu Chaoji took some advertising design orders in private. He is an individual, and the price is lower than that of private studios and advertising companies. Although the cycle will be longer, the quality is good.During his senior year, the teacher helped him take a few orders, but he didn't expect the response to be good. He passed on ten to ten, and then passed on to hundreds. From undergraduate to third year of graduate school, he also took a lot of orders, and he was well-known in the Z City circle.

Fu Chaoji thought about the savings in the card, and the money he saved after graduation was enough for him to buy a house in City Z.

The phone rang, Fu Chaoji took a sip of honey water, and picked up the phone from the sofa.

"Will the sky be empty tomorrow?" Qin Chu asked knowingly, with a high voice.

Fu Chaoji deliberately replied, "No time for 24 hours."

"Damn," Qin Chu complained softly, "what the hell are you doing?"

"Seven o'clock tomorrow night, the old place." Fu Chaoji said happily, and hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Qin Chu knew that he was being tricked, and angrily threw his phone on the bed, but obediently went to book the old place that Fu Chaoji said.

Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's 29th, Qin Chu's birthday. According to Qin Chu's words, his birthday is so small that everyone complains. He always compares people with each other. Asking him about his birthday is like stepping on his tail.

Fu Chaoji dragged the folder with Qin Chu's name on the desktop into the USB flash drive, and the phone rang again. Fu Chaoji was taken aback when he saw the caller ID, and the ringtone immediately turned into a death curse. in one breath.

No one spoke.

He tentatively called out to the other party, for fear that the other party would suddenly say, sorry for the wrong type.

"En." Zhuo Mu responded.

Fu Chaoji rubbed the fuselage with his fingertips, looking for something to say, "Has the car been taken away?"

Fu Chaoji didn't realize at all that it was the call from the other party. Once the call was connected and the connection was established, he naturally shifted the burden of keeping in touch to himself, willingly.

"Take it away." Zhuo Mu asked and answered.

Fu Chaoji was scratching his head trying to say something more, after a moment of silence, Zhuo Mu asked, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Fu Chaoji frowned, and looked up at the sky outside, the blue sky and white clouds, everything was as usual, but one or two came to ask him about tomorrow's arrangements.

Zhuo Mu at the other end didn't wait for him to answer, and said, "I want to visit Aunt Fu, I will rest tomorrow afternoon, are you free?"

The time was staggered, Fu Chaoji breathed a sigh of relief, he vividly felt the illusion that lovers were everywhere, he couldn't help stabbing himself in the heart, thinking beautifully.

The two made an appointment at one o'clock tomorrow, and Zhuo Mu would pick him up by car.

Fu Chaoji sat on the sofa and stretched his legs.He originally planned to go back on New Year's Eve as in previous years, but after thinking about it, it's okay to show up early.He sat for a while, put on his coat and went downstairs to make purchases in advance.

On the 29th of the Lunar New Year, the weather is sunny and sunny.

Fu Chaoji came downstairs with two bags of things.Zhuo Mu opened the trunk, and there were already things stuffed inside, two gift boxes and a bag of fruit.

"Buying so many?" Fu Chaoji was a little surprised.

Zhuo Mu rarely said hesitantly, "I don't know what Auntie Cheng likes."

"She likes everything you bought." Fu Chaoji put everything in his hand, and then closed the trunk, "The silk scarf you bought for my mother is not good for her."

Zhuo Mu hummed.Fu Chaoji found it strange, Zhuo Mu's spikes all softened when he touched Cheng Wan.After getting in the car, Fu Chaoji turned on the navigation for Zhuo Mu. If he was navigating with a human brain, there must be something wrong on the way.

Before going out, Fu Chaoji called Cheng Wan, and when they arrived at the door, the door opened before they opened.

"Mom, you are as good as a god."

"It's your footsteps that are too heavy. Rumbling." Cheng Wan finished hurting his son, and reached out to touch Zhuo Mu's head. Zhuo Mu lowered his body slightly, and Cheng Wan sighed, "Zhuo Mu has grown taller."

"Aunt Cheng." Zhuo Mu called out.

Fu Chaoji took off his shoes, put two bags of things on the sofa in the living room, turned around and took the things Zhuo Mu bought to the kitchen, "Mom, quickly see how much your second son misses you."

Zhuo Mu froze in putting on his slippers, turned his head to look at Cheng Wan, Cheng Wan still looked at him with crooked eyebrows, he pursed his lips, Cheng Wan ignored Fu Chaoji, and welcomed someone into the room.

The author has something to say: Please don't care about drunk driving and so on. Fu Chaoji hangs up and lies down