When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

It was only seven in the morning when Mu Chi got home.The air in the small town that has just rained is fresh, and the fragrance of tea is even more moist.The ground is wet with occasional puddles, and the sun is a little cool.

Sister Zhang was tidying up the courtyard, and was surprised to see Mu Chi come in.

"Achi, come back so early?"

"Nothing to do today, come back and have a look."

Sister Zhang checked around, "It's just you, Xiaowei didn't come with you?"

"He still has things to do."

"What could be more important than sticking to you?" Sister Zhang chuckled, she could feel that Xiao Wei was interested in Mu Chi.

"Aunt Zhang, don't be joking."

"Okay, okay, Ah Chi has a thin skin."

Mu Chi sighed, why didn't he see what Wei Yang meant to him, but after all, he was a teacher, student and colleague, and Wei Yang never violated the rules, and he couldn't find fault in the slightest.

Mu Chi walked through the courtyard and into the living room.Qiuping was standing at the door of the living room to meet him.

"mom."

"Aren't you tired so early, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten at the hotel, I'll change first." Mu Chi said as she walked towards the bedroom.

Just as Qiuping wanted to say that someone was still asleep in the bedroom, Mu Chi turned the doorknob.

Forget it, it's easier to wake people up by talking now.

Mu Chi was stunned, his eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't believe what he saw.On his bed, there was a person lying on his back, sleeping peacefully, whoever it was if it wasn't Xu Jingyu!

The broad chest of the lying person rose and fell regularly, his deep eyes were closed tightly, and a trace of black and blue could be vaguely seen in the fundus of his eyes.

At this time, Jing Yu couldn't see his usual calmness and courage at all.Maybe it's because of the tiredness, his brows are a little tight, and his thin lips are slightly raised, adding a touch of childishness to this handsome face with sharp edges and corners. It seems that all the seriousness and coldness in the past have been removed, and there is a little cuteness. Feel it.

Especially when he was still in his pajamas.

The exposed arm was still wrapped in gauze, and blood could be seen faintly.

Mu Chi pursed her lips, could it be that he was the one who saved Mom and Aunt Zhang yesterday?Why is he here again?

Just watching quietly, for a moment, he felt that he had returned to eight years ago.

At that time, every time the two of them opened the room in the morning, Jing Yu would sleep like this, because the two of them would be crazy all night, until they had no energy, and they didn't sleep until it was dark.

But every time he wakes up earlier than Jingyu.

Mu Chi lowered her eyes, gently closed the door, and fell into deep thought.

Qiuping heard Mu Chi come out, and said softly, "I forgot to tell you, it rained heavily yesterday, so the young man stayed here."

"He saved you?"

"Yeah, speaking of it, he saved me twice."

"Yeah." Mu Chi took off his coat, hung it on the hanger in the living room, and said, "I'm going outside to get some air."

Looking around, the tea mountains and green seas are still lush and lush, but they are different from the past. They seem to be more tender and green. Even the birds that are up and down are more energetic and their songs are clearer.

Why do you want to come to my house?Mu Chi was strolling on the small path among the tea gardens, the clear fragrance of tea mixed with the freshness of the soil after the rain moistened his heart and made his complicated thoughts a little bit clearer.

When Jingyu woke up, the sky was already bright. He looked sideways at the sunlight falling from the edge of the curtain, and then looked down at his watch. It was already 08:30.

I went to bed too late yesterday.Mu Chi's breath enveloped him like a shadow, it was really hard for him to calm down.

Especially when he thought that Mu Chi might be with another man at any time, he was going crazy.

Even when he fell asleep, he was still not at ease. For a while, he dreamed that the man from back then brought Mu Chi to him to mock him, and for a while he dreamed of Yang Zheng pulling Mu Chi and loudly questioning him why he didn’t keep his word, and for a while he dreamed again Mu Chi's junior brother touched Mu Chi's face and slowly approached...

Splitting headache.

Jing Yu rubbed his temples, changed his clothes, and went out.

The bruises on the ankles have healed up, and it won't be obvious when walking normally. Mu Chi's mother is indeed very strong.

"Jingyu, are you awake?" Qiuping turned around when he heard the bedroom door.

"Well, good morning, auntie."

"How do you feel about your body? Does it hurt?"

"Much better, thanks Auntie."

"Hey, why are you being polite! I asked Sister Zhang to bring you breakfast."

"Need not……"

Before Jing Yu finished speaking, Mu Chi came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, holding a plate.

"Eat." The tone was still cold.

Looking at the steaming egg and milk sandwich, Jing Yu was slightly surprised, "Thank you."

Sister Zhang interjected, "Ah Chi made it himself. He said he was afraid that you would catch a cold after eating it, so you must eat it warm."

Qiuping was surprised at first, and then he pursed his lips and laughed.

Jing Yu had a look of disbelief.

Mu Chi ignored it, put the plate on the dining table, and went back to her bedroom.

The bedroom still has the smell of the previous person sleeping soundly, as cold as cedar.He took a deep breath, walked to the closet, took off his wet shirt, and changed into a dry one.

"Achi, take Jingyu to change the medicine in a while," Qiuping ordered.

"it is good."

Mu Chi changed her clothes and came out, a light white knitted sweater with a high collar, especially the edge of the high collar just reached his Adam's apple, which made him feel more distanced, and at the same time added a bit of abstinence.

Jing Yu looked at him, then lowered his head again. "I'm stuffed."

"Let's go and change the medicine."

Jingyu stood up, and just about to take a step, Qiuping said again, "Take my blind stick, and pay attention to the injured foot."

Jingyu took it, "Thank you, Auntie."

Mu Chi looked down at Jing Yu's ankle, but couldn't see it covered by his trousers.However, the pace under his feet slowed down a lot.

"Brother Chi, you're back!" As soon as the two of them reached the door of the clinic, Wan Qing suddenly jumped out from the side, pulling Mu Chi's arm and shaking it.

Jing Yu looked at the hand holding Mu Chi's arm and frowned.

"You go in and apply the medicine first." After Mu Chi finished speaking, she didn't look at Jing Yu, but instead pulled Wan Qing to a corner.

Mu Chi said with a cold face, "What happened to you yesterday?"

Wan Qing's facial features wrinkled together, "Brother Chi, I really didn't mean to."

Jing Yu looked at the two people in the corner, then turned his head and entered the bathroom.

Mu Chi had already learned the whole story from Sister Zhang, and Sister Zhang also told him to teach Wan Qing a lesson.

Wan Qing is a boy in his twenties. He returned to the town to run his family's tea garden as soon as he graduated from university. The tea garden that Mu Chi's family sublet is theirs.

At this moment, Wan Qing, who is always frizzy, hangs her head, humbly accepting Mu Chi's criticism.

Jingyu came out after applying the medicine, and Wan Qing immediately leaned over, "Brother, are you feeling better?"

"Ah."

Wan Qing pouted, "You are so cold!"

Jing Yu ignored him and went straight to Mu Chi's house.

"Should Jingyu stay for lunch?" Qiuping asked when he heard their footsteps.

Jing Yu looked at Mu Chi, but Mu Chi turned his head away from him.

"That's annoying."

"How come?" Qiuping smiled, "How's your ankle, come sit on the sofa, and I'll give you a pinch."

"No need, Auntie, it's almost done."

"Then you have to press it again, and it will heal quickly." Qiuping urged, "The injury was done to save us, so don't be embarrassed."

"No, really no need." Jing Yu kept pushing back.Mu Chi was right next to him, he was really embarrassed to accept Qiu Ping's kindness.

"Sit over, I'll do it." Mu Chi watched them push back and forth, and couldn't help but speak.

Jing Yu was stunned.

Qiuping smiled even more, "Ah Chilai is the same, and Ah Chi's skills are not bad."

Mu Chi saw that Jing Yu didn't move, frowned, and said with a cold face, "Sit over."

Jing Yu sat down obediently, took off his shoes and socks, and lifted his feet onto the sofa.

Mu Chi's slender and delicate fingers lifted his trousers, revealing the bruise.

"It's really much better."

Mu Chi didn't speak any more, took a bamboo chair from the porch and sat down, and put her hands on the ankles with clear bones.

Jing Yu's whole body trembled.

Mu Chi looked up at him, "Cold hands?"

"No." It's just that it's been a long time since we had such close contact.

Mu Chi didn't say a word, her eyes were lowered seriously, and she slowly pushed away the circle of bruises delicately and gently with her hands.

Jing Yu stared intently at Mu Chi's side face, at the circle of projection cast by his long eyelashes, which just covered the tear mole at the corner of his eye.A strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, as if, these eight years, they had never been separated.

After dinner, Jingyu had no more excuses to stay. There was a video conference at the hotel at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the plane was going back to City B tonight. Mr. Wang had already urged him several times.

"When are you leaving?" Mu Chi asked.

"Soon, President Wang will be here soon."

"Is Jingyu leaving? Let Ah Chi see you off." Qiuping interjected.

"No need, Auntie, someone is coming to pick me up."

"Then I'll decorate you with tea and tea cakes, and always bring some special products back."

"Thank you."

While speaking, Mr. Wang arrived at the door.

Qiuping and his party sent him out.

"Mr. Xu, are you okay?" Mr. Wang was surprised when he saw that Jingyu was walking uncomfortably, and his arms were painted.

It's really that Mr. Xu's appearance is far from his usual cold and silent appearance.

"Mr. Xu?" Qiuping was stunned for a long time without hearing this nightmare address, "Isn't Jing Yu surnamed Jing?"

Jing Yu was also stunned. He glared at Mr. Wang, as if blaming him for talking too much.

Mr. Wang didn't know why, and he was a little panicked at this moment, who had always been able to do things with ease. What did he say wrong?

There are so many people with the surname Xu, so it shouldn't be exposed. Thinking of this, just as Jing Yu was about to speak, Mu Chi said first, "His surname is Xu, and he started a business recently, so he likes to be called Mr. Xu."

"That's it." Qiuping didn't say any more.