When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

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The door lock was turned slightly.

Before the turn was over, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Jing Yu didn't react, his slender knuckles were still holding the key of the door lock.

"Come in." Mu Chi glanced at Jing Yu, with a dark gray sweater and black trousers, the coolness on his body was still there, like a prince who came on the moon.

Well, my complexion is much better than yesterday.

Mu Chi took down a pair of gray slippers from the top of the shoe rack, "New."

Jing Yu glanced at the shoe rack, and there were five pairs of slippers that were exactly the same as the one in his hand.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't ask anything after all, and put it on without saying a word.

The elegant cold fragrance in the room rushed into his nose in an instant, it was the smell of Mu Chi's body, and at this moment it closely surrounded him like a shadow.

"I saw from the opposite side that you didn't turn on the lights." Jing Yu explained his behavior of unlocking the door without knocking just now.

"I just came back too."

The two were speechless for a while.

"Hey, the guest is here, go and lie down." Mu Chi walked to the sofa, picked up the fat orange cat, and put it in a corner.

Jing Yu was shocked, "This is... Cheng Cheng?"

"...is Cheng Cheng's child."

Orange is a cat that the two raised together eight years ago. When they saw it for the first time, it was picking food in the garbage dump. Breath, dirty and wrinkled.

"It's so pitiful." Mu Chi stood in front of the trash can and looked at it.

"Shall we take it back?" Jing Yu never saw Mu Chi showing a sad look.

"Alright."

In this way, the two took the dirty kitten back, bathed it, and fed it.

"What name should I give it?" Jing Yu held the kitten just out of the bath with one hand, and stroked the slightly rough orange-yellow fur with the other hand, "Let's call it Cheng Cheng! How about Cheng Zi's Cheng?"

"Why isn't it called Hush? Quiet? Yuyu?"

"No, it's called Chengcheng! It's our Chengcheng, and you are my Chengcheng!"

Later, Jingyu was hit and left in a hurry. When he arrived in England, he realized that there was no one to take care of the oranges in the house. He asked the housekeeper to pick them up, but found that the doors and windows were not closed properly, and the oranges were nowhere to be found.

He once thought that Cheng Cheng had completely disappeared into his world just like Cheng Muchi, but unexpectedly, he met Cheng Cheng's child here—exactly the same as Cheng Cheng.

"Orange orange it..."

"died."

"What's it called?"

"Orange."

"..."

Chengcheng didn't admit it, and quickly left the corner, and jumped onto Jingyu's lap.The little paws scratched and scratched on Jingyu's pants.

Jing Yu reached out and hugged it in his arms.

"Ever eaten?"

"not yet."

"I'll cook, you can do whatever you want."

Jing Yu stood up from the sofa holding the soft ball in his arms, and looked at the back of Mu Chi who was busy in the kitchen.Mu Chi was wearing a gray apron and was cutting vegetables with her head down, her snow-white nape was exposed, and under the light, it looked even softer.

At that time, they would live in the opposite house on weekends, and Mu Chi would cook for him in the same way—breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

He was really curious, Mu Chi was only one year older than him, how could he have all life skills full?Later, after he knew that Mu Chi's father was forced to death by his father, he understood why Mu Chi was almost omnipotent—— was forced by life.

Jing Yu looked away from Mu Chi's snow-white nape, and looked around the interior.An apartment-style house with a layout similar to his.The living room is very large, half of it is used as a study room, and one wall is full of bookshelves, filled with books, estimated to have thousands of books.

There was a large bedroom with an open door, apparently the master bedroom.

The doors to the other two rooms were closed.

I don't know which room Mu Chi will let him live in?still……

Yesterday he had a fever and was drowsy in his dream. For a while, he dreamed about the past, being intimate with Mu Chi, and for a while, he dreamed about the present again, and the two were at war.So much so that when he woke up and saw the note on the bedside table, he was stunned for a long time - the handwriting was all too familiar to him.He didn't believe it was true until Mr. Wang told him that Mu Chi had come.

What followed was a timid feeling of being close to home, very uneasy and uneasy.He didn't know what Mu Chi meant, was it a one-off or fixed?But his intuition told him that if he couldn't make the appointment this time, there would be no possibility for him and Mu Chi.

He called a private doctor as quickly as possible, and took medicine to treat his illness, just wanting to get better soon.

Mu Chi's appointment was at eight o'clock tomorrow night, but from the moment he saw the note, his mood began to overturn.

Whether it's revenge or traps, he doesn't care anymore, he will seize every opportunity to stay by Mu Chi's side.

Dinner was very quiet, Mu Chi cooked porridge and fried two vegetables, simple and clean.

Jing Yu was full of worries, he hadn't thought about how to get along with Mu Chi for a while.

The previous two times at the bar, I was so mad at Mu Chi that I lost all reason, so I was a little rough with him, and I don't know if Mu Chi would blame him.Now that the two of them are in the same room, he is not used to it.

"Not used to it?" Mu Chi paused with the chopsticks in his hand.

"No, it's delicious." Even better than eight years ago.

Mu Chi glanced at Jing Yu indifferently, and said nothing.

"I'm done eating, let's take a shower first." Mu Chi put down the tableware in her hand, got up and left the table.

The sound of water in the bathroom pattered, and the frosted door was covered with mist, making it even more misty.

After Jingyu cleaned up the dishes, he sat on the sofa, gently stroked Chengcheng's back with his fingers, and let Chengcheng step on his knees.The sound of rushing water kept hitting his brain and heart.

What should I do after washing?Go straight to the point or brew some feelings?Obviously, he was facing someone who had been intimate countless times, but at this moment, he was at a loss like an innocent boy.

"Do you wash?"

The distracted thoughts were interrupted by a sudden voice, Jing Yu looked up, and Mu Chi was walking over, wiping his hair. He was wearing a dark blue silk pajamas, which made his whole body more radiant and white. It brings a burst of elegant and cool fragrance, just like the first rain in spring, it is expected to be chilly and slightly cold.If Mu Chi eight years ago was just slow-tempered, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Mu Chi is the flower of Gaoling now.

"it is good."

Jingyu went to the bathroom, where Mu Chi had just taken a shower, and the smell as clear as spring rain hadn't dissipated, making him even more distracted.

There are all kinds of bathing tools on the shelf, and the bottles and jars are full to occupy three shelves.Unlike him, only shower gel is used for bathing.

Jing Yu found the shower gel from a pile of containers, opened it, and it smelled the same as Mu Chi's.

After he finished washing, he realized that he didn't bring a change of clothes.All day long today, he was thinking about meeting Mu Chi as soon as possible, but he didn't prepare anything.Is it really a nervous mistake?

"Mu Chi..." Jing Yu knocked on the door from the bathroom.

"how?"

"I... didn't bring a change of clothes."

"..." Mu Chi walked into the bedroom, took out a set of pajamas from the closet, walked into the empty room opposite the bedroom, and took out a brand new pair of underwear.

Then he went to the bathroom door and knocked, "The pajamas are mine, and the underwear is new."

Jing Yu took it, the underwear was a little tight for him, but he was sure that it was not Mu Chi's model.

"What should I do? I've never had the habit of collecting other people's underwear." Mu Chi's voice that day echoed in my ears.Then who is the underwear I am wearing for?

Jing Yu closed his eyes, calmed down his thoughts, and walked out of the bathroom neatly dressed.

"Let's go, go to sleep." Mu Chi's voice was normal, as normal as when he said to eat.

"Where do I sleep?"

"Where do you want to sleep?" Mu Chi raised her eyebrows.

"Sleep... anywhere?"

"Of course", Mu Chi looked at him steadily, "The bed in my bedroom is very big."

The heart suddenly collapsed.

The two lay quietly on the bed.

"Twilight..."

"Ok?"

Jing Yu only felt that the spring rain-like cold fragrance of the people around him seemed to creep into his nostrils, just like the owner of the smell was cold and not easy to get close to.

He has so much to say, but he doesn't know where to start.He wanted to ask, how have you been all these years?He also wanted to ask, did you let me jump in line because you pitied me?He even wanted to ask, did you really never have a moment for me when you were full of revenge back then?

There were so many questions swirling in his mind that he couldn't utter a single word.

So be it, let time stop forever, stop at this second.

After a long time, Jing Yu felt his palms warm up, and it was Mu Chi's hand that covered him, and then someone moved closer and whispered in his ear, "Did you use my shower gel?"

"Um... can't you?"

"Of course... yes, you can... use anything in the house." The voice was indescribably bewitching.

Jingyu's mind became hot, "Including you?"

"I am something?"

"You are not a thing." After realizing what he said, Jing Yu explained in a panic, "No, you are..., no, I didn't mean that..."

"En", Mu Chi's voice was tinged with laziness, as if he was sleepy, "Go to sleep."

The long night is sinking.Only Jingyu's heart was beating like a drum, and his chest was pounding loudly in this quiet night.

What does twilight really mean?When he finally couldn't hold back and wanted to ask, he found that the person beside him had fallen asleep.

Mu Chi dreamed of the person next to her pillow.

In his sleep, he returned to the scene of their first doi.

At that time, the two had known each other for a year and a half, and he finally tried his best to break up Xu Jingyu.

"Mu Chi, you...you agreed to go out with me, do you agree to be my boyfriend?" Jing Yu was cautious.

"A promise to return to a promise, love is not to be talked about."

"Then how can I do it, I will be responsible to you!"

"I don't need it," Mu Chi paused, "If you're like this, I'll go find someone else."

"No!" Jing Yu stood up and slapped the table violently. The bowls and chopsticks on the table shook several times, and the soup wobbled and almost spilled.Many people in the restaurant looked at them.

Mu Chi frowned, "Sit down first."

Jing Yu's face was wrinkled, his facial features were almost twisted together, describing his grievance, he pleaded, "Don't go to others."

"Then you are obedient."

"Okay... I'm obedient." Jing Yu sat down and took out his mobile phone, "I'll check the nearby hotels."

"Not going to the hotel."

"what?"

"Go to the rooftop", Mu Chi leaned over slowly, approached him slowly, and breathed in his ear, "The rooftop of the main building...you can see all the night scenes of the campus, don't you think... more exciting?"

Jing Yu's face flushed instantly.

Twilight did it on purpose.Only strong stimulation can arouse strong emotions, and Xu Jingyu will definitely fall in love with him madly.

No one knows how to deal with innocent little virgins better than him.After all, this was learned in Xu Tianyang's clubhouse.

Sure enough, as he expected, Xu Jingyu became more and more infatuated with him.

"Muchi, where do you have class today?"

"Muchi, come and watch me play!"

"Mochi, why do you always eat so lightly?"

Twilight, Twilight, Twilight...

Mu Chi gasped from the noise, opened her eyes, and found that the sky was bright.

Xu Jingyu didn't move last night, he just fell asleep like this in a drowsy state, and looked at the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

Mu Chi tilted her head, seeing that the noisy guy who never let him go in her dream was sleeping peacefully beside him, with one arm still around his waist.

Eight years, three thousand days.He looked at him, recalling the past that continued in the dream.

At that time, he didn't know that this person would occupy an indelible position in his heart. At that time, he didn't realize that this person was the first color that appeared in his gloomy life.

So, what more is there to ask for?