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I love you not only for what you are, but also for what I am when I'm with you. — Roy Clift

Mu Cheng and Song Yao work in the same city A, but they are separated by two districts.

Mu Cheng stood out from many interviewees with his excellent grades and awards, and was hired by the coveted Xichuang Design.Although Mu Tianchang criticized Mu Cheng's willful choice mercilessly, he still managed to accommodate him secretly, saving him a lot of trouble.

Xichuang Design is a professional design company with great strength in China. Its partners and customers span across industries such as real estate, clothing, tourism, food, and cultural media, all over the country.The company has outstanding achievements in the three major fields of advertising design, brand service and film entertainment. It is famous in the industry for its international design concept, excellent design works and design team with rich design experience.

As for Song Yao, because he published works at Sile Publishing House and practiced for a period of time during school, he became a full-time employee after graduation and is now a member of the publishing house.

Sile Publishing House is not the best among all kinds of publishing houses, but since its establishment, it has published a variety of excellent books with considerable influence in society, and has a market share in the field of history, popular science and other subdivided books It has been ranked at the upper-middle level in the country for many years in a row, and has a group of excellent author teams. It has been rated as an advanced collective and an excellent publishing unit in the publishing system of City A for many times.

The work tends to be stable, but the family relationship is still a bowstring in the hearts of the two.Mu Cheng's mother has always been opposed to Mu Cheng's work. She confiscated the car that Mu Tianchang gave him as a graduation gift, and took over Mu Tianchang's salary card.Although Mu Tian often felt sorry for his son and would help Mu Cheng secretly, it was only a few times, not many times.

As for Song Yao's parents, although they criticized him after he gave up his graduate studies, they were busy with their respective careers and soon put Song Yao's affairs behind them. Song Yao has long been used to it.Mr. Song would send money to Song Yao from time to time, but Song Yao kept it intact.

Another big trouble is the issue of accommodation, because they haven't found a suitable house for the time being, and the two still live in the original apartment. The first few months were really rough.

But even so, the two of them are still willing to do their work. The dogs are devoted to work, even if they get up early to catch the bus and squeeze the subway to work, and go home at night when they are tired and fall asleep. Working overtime on weekends has become the norm, and the time together is getting less and less. , The two can also have fun in bitterness, understand each other and love each other.

I don’t know the happiness of campus life if I don’t work. I used to meet statutory holidays at school, especially the National Day Golden Week. Mu Cheng could always invite a few friends to go out for a trip, and even go to a city that is not far away to find a place to eat Have a drink at sea.After work, I feel that there are endless things to do every day during the holidays. I either work overtime or catch up on manuscripts, and occasionally go out to drink and socialize with old employees.

On the first Spring Festival after graduation, Mu Cheng and Song Yao's relationship with their family eased somewhat, and their financial resources became looser. I found a house in a middle-of-the-road place where I work. It is slightly more expensive, but the transportation is convenient, and it is slightly larger than the original apartment. It can be temporarily used as a new home and love nest.

Taking advantage of the holiday, Mu Cheng and Song Yao casually added some furniture, most of which were brought from the small apartment, such as bookshelves, painting tables, and the big bed.On the one hand, I felt that it was a pity to leave it to the landlord, and on the other hand, it was also the bearer of the memory of the two of them, so I was reluctant to give it to others easily, so it took three full days to clean and resettle the new home.

The lighting in the new home is not good, the morning sun can't shine into the house, and only in the evening can you see the afterglow on the balcony.So Mu Cheng bought a pair of reclining chairs and put them on the balcony. When the two of them were tired from work, they took advantage of the evening to lie down there and let the dying sun cover their bodies.When I went home and passed by the bookstore, I bought Song Yao a new book that had just been published for him to read, and I would complain about the little episodes in life beside me.Like two elderly people in their twilight years, they have no pursuits, but they are more satisfied than anyone else.

Mu Cheng kept talking about it, saying that he should save for two years first, which is not only to accumulate experience, but also to accumulate money. When conditions permit, he will buy a house for two people, a bigger one with better lighting, and then keep one Use a slightly larger room as a study, and then replace Song Yao with a large bookcase, the one that connects to the ceiling, and it is best to bring a balcony that can hold the afterglow...

Gradually, the work became more comfortable, and Mu Cheng also took on some personal designs in private.The same goes for Song Yao. In addition to writing novels in his spare time, he occasionally helps out at a friend's studio.

One day, Mu Cheng forgot to bring his keys when he went out, and his cell phone ran out of battery. When he returned home, it was around two o'clock in the morning. He also promised Song Yao that he would go home no matter how late it was.So he struggled outside the door for a long time. He was so cold and shivering that he finally couldn't take it anymore, so he planned to stay in a hotel, but when he walked to the elevator door and pressed the button for the first floor, he regretted it. That idiot Yao is waiting for him, so what can he do if he doesn't come home at night and let Song Yao stay alone in the empty boudoir?

So Mu Cheng strode back to the door of the house, rang the doorbell, and within half a minute, the door opened.I saw Song Yao wearing a nightgown, with swollen eye circles and a few locks of hair curled up, looking pitiful.Mu Cheng stretched out his hand to help him press the curled hair, but it was useless, and said: "I'm sorry, the company worked overtime today, I came back late, and the phone was dead, so I forgot to call you when I got busy. Go to sleep, I'm going to take a shower."

Song Yao responded with "Oh", and he didn't forget to help Mu Cheng take the suit jacket and hang it on the coat rack. When he turned around, he seemed to think of something, and he suddenly regained his energy and rubbed his eyes. Ask Mu Cheng: "Are you hungry? Have you had dinner yet?"

At this moment, Mu Cheng was bending over to pick up the pillow that fell on the ground. When he was about to turn around and tell Song Yao that he was not hungry, he found that Song Yao was actually barefoot. He glanced at the pillow in his hand again, and murmured: " What a fool..." As he spoke, he strode forward, picked Song Yao up by the waist, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Hey, hey, why, I haven't cooked you food yet..." Song Yao resisted in Mu Cheng's arms, but Mu Cheng looked serious, as if telling Song Yao that resistance was futile.

Mu Cheng opened the bedroom door with his elbow, threw Song Yao onto the bed within a few steps, leaned over and knelt down, put one hand beside Song Yao's head, and pinched Song Yao's tall nose with the other. , Domineeringly said: "Song Yao, if you dare to wear a nightgown and sleep on the sofa and stand barefoot on the ground in the future, I will not be polite to you! You can't wait for me, or don't blame me for not warning you!" After speaking, he straightened up and left the bedroom, leaving Song Yao alone on the bed dumbstruck...

However, Mu Cheng pretended to be cool and handsome for only three seconds...he forgot to take his nightgown!So he could only walk back to the bedroom with the cheek to get his nightgown and go out to take a shower.Song Yao watched Mu Cheng go back and forth without even looking at himself, inexplicably felt that her husband was stupid and cute, so, with a silly smile on his face, he rolled on the bed like a girl.

When Mu Cheng was taking a bath, he thought of the cold weather, and Song Yao was sitting on the sofa with his pillow in his arms at two o'clock in the morning, waiting for him to fall asleep, but he couldn't sleep well. As soon as he heard the doorbell, he threw away the pillow and ran barefoot. The way he opened the door for himself made him angry and distressed.

After taking a shower, Mu Cheng walked back to the bedroom while brushing his hair. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yao who was wrapped in a quilt in spring rolls on the bed. He shook his head and smiled, climbed onto the bed and hugged the "spring rolls", and said to himself: "Honey, I haven't come home at 11:[-] p.m. at the latest, so go to bed first, don't wait for me..."

no response.

Mu Cheng went on to say: "Don't worry, my wife, I won't fool around outside. Next time I can't make it back in time, I will definitely call you. Also, I will remember to bring the key next time..."

Song Yao poked out half of his head from under the quilt, and said arrogantly, "Tch, who is your wife..."

Mu Cheng laughed, rubbed Song Yao's hair habitually, and placed a kiss on his forehead: "Sleep, good night."

Song Yao pulled his hand out of the quilt and pulled away the quilt that covered half of his face, with a look of incredulity on his face: "This is the end??..." Mu Cheng didn't seem to understand what Song Yao said, raised his brows, and smiled. Ask: "Huh?"

Song Yao thought to himself: Where is my domineering president, little wolf dog?He was clearly here just now!But he still shook his head and said to Mu Cheng: "It's nothing, go to sleep." After speaking, he pulled off the quilt and covered Mu Cheng, and went to turn off the lamp on Mu Cheng's side.When approaching Mu Cheng, Song Yao looked at his lover with a trace of tiredness on his face, lowered his head and kissed Mu Cheng's cheek: "Good night, husband."

Waiting for the morning sunlight to penetrate through the curtains to the bed after work is already a luxury, let alone in this kind of elevator room with poor lighting.

After Song Yao woke up, he found that he was pressing Mu Cheng's arm. He thought that it must be numb overnight, so he moved his head and raised his face to look at Mu Cheng.Mu Cheng hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know if his brows were slightly frowned because of his arm discomfort. Song Yao raised his hand in a mysterious way, touched Mu Cheng's brow with his index finger, then stood up and kissed him on the cheek.

In fact, Mu Cheng was almost awake at this time, but he just didn't remember it. To be precise, he should be in a state of half-asleep and half-awake.When Song Yao reached out to touch his brow, he was elated, and now that he was kissed by Song Yao again, he instantly felt that Su was not good enough. He couldn't hold back for a while, and turned over and pressed Song Yao under him, looking at him sleepily. He said, "Do you think the king will not come to court early?"

After speaking, Song Yao started to talk, and turned his head to avoid Mu Cheng's good morning kiss, and smiled: "I didn't brush my teeth..."

Mu Cheng raised his hand, opened his mouth and pinched Song Yao's chin, forcing him to turn his face towards him. He said "I don't dislike you" and tried to kiss him forcefully. Song Yao reached out and squeezed Mu Cheng's chin in time. Waist, Mu Cheng was afraid of ticklish and shrank to the side, Song Yao took the opportunity to jump out of bed and replied: "I despise you, haha!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the bathroom. Mu Cheng took a look at Song Yao, who was hiding in a hurry before he could put on his shoes, bent down and lifted the slippers from the bed and threw them at him: "Put on your shoes!" Song Yao obediently folded back and put the shoes on Put it on before leaving the bedroom.

Only Mu Cheng smiled idiotically on the bed like a fool...

Mu Cheng lay down for a while but still struggled to get up. When he was about to go to the bathroom, he saw Song Yao was washing up, so he walked up quietly and hugged him from behind, buried his head on his neck, and said something indistinctly. Bumped at him with the tent between his legs in a very nasty way.Song Yao raised his head to look at Mu Cheng in the mirror with a lewd/smiling face, shook his head helplessly and said in reproach, "Rogue!"

But I just like this kind of hooligan, or I like the way this person plays a hooligan; I also like the smirking self in the mirror, or I like the way I am being pampered and laughing foolishly.