Don't be afraid!I just like you

Looking up from the many documents, what caught my eyes was Su Anluo's dispirited and aggrieved face. Su Jibei immediately put down his pen, with surprise in his eyes, he walked step by step towards the person who was also walking towards him .

"Why didn't you tell me when you came here?" Su Jibei shook his hand, and felt relieved that he didn't feel the ice.But just to be on the safe side, after pulling him onto the sofa, Su Jibei turned around and poured Su Anluo a cup of hot water.

The hot water was handed over, but Su Anluo didn't take it. He calmly pushed Su Jibei's hand away to let him put the water on the table next to him, and then he relaxed and hugged Su Jibei's waist, She also said coquettishly, "Let me hug~"

Su Jibei: "..."

I don't know what happened to the little guy in his arms, but Su Jibei was very happy to be hugged actively. He curled his lips and smiled, and also hugged Su Anluo's shoulders.

Suddenly, within half a minute of getting bored, Su Anluo stood up abruptly, looked at the door vigilantly, and said with some bewilderment, "No one will come in."

Knowing his scruples, Su Jibei rubbed his hair helplessly, and said, "If you come in, you will definitely knock on the door. Didn't you tell you that you will call me when you come to Xinzhou? Why didn't you tell me?"

This question was mentioned in a blink of an eye, Su Anluo rubbed his nose, and said with a chuckle, "Surprise for you, I'm just... I'm too bored at home without class today, come out for a stroll."

Hearing that he did not make a special trip to Xinzhou, Su Jibei immediately raised his eyebrows, obviously unhappy, "Oh, you didn't come here specifically to find me."

Glancing at him from the corner of the eye, he saw that this person had a childlike heart. Su An laughed lowly, and couldn't help poking Su Jibei's bridge of nose, which seemed to be crooked with anger, and said very seriously, "How is it possible, I miss you so much I came here specially to find you."

The other party had a good attitude of compromise, and Su Jibei didn't dare to be poor with him, so he rubbed his hair and asked him to be honest, so he planned to go to work, get busy early, and leave early.

But before he could stand up completely, Su Anluo suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Jibei's arm. Su Jibei looked back at him, and Su Anluo also raised his head, just in time to meet the other party's affectionate gaze.Before he could ask a question, Su Anluo asked first, "Second brother, is there a cleaner on the first floor who looks... 70 years old?"

If you choose someone yourself, you may still have some impressions at first, but Su Jibei cannot personally choose people on the first floor, including all the less important personnel downstairs, let alone just a cleaner, so after When he asked a question, Su Jibei was obviously stunned, as if he was asking someone.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Su Anluo also became puzzled, and even wondered if he really met an old man downstairs just now, or if he was too playful to find Su Jibei and had a hallucination.

Just the next second, Su Jibei hummed suddenly, and said, "Yes, there is one. I saw him pass by Xinzhou several times a few days ago, and he seemed to be looking for a job. He is a bit old, and usually Not suitable for work, but I learned from others that there is no one around him. If there is no financial source, there may be problems. I asked him and said that I would give him funding, but he refused, so I let him stay in Xinzhou. Give him an income. What's the matter?"

You don't need to ask anyone, you can hear the full version of the story from the mouth of the person involved. When thinking of that person, Su Anluo felt a little sour in his heart, but when he thought of Su Jibei, his upturned face immediately smiled again, and he Standing up and getting closer to Su Jibei, he said, "No, I just think...Second brother, you are too kind."

Su Jibei: "..."

what happened?

Seeing his bewildered expression again, Su Anluo laughed unconscionably, pulled an extra seat from the French window to Su Jibei's work place, and sat down on the table with his arms folded. He tapped the crooked document signed by Su Jibei with his bony fingers, and said with a smile, "Second brother, keep busy, and I'll be here to watch you."

Su Jibei: "..."

Can't keep busy.

Vehicles coming and going outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, even though a lot of noise is isolated by the isolation window, looking at the densely packed vehicles, countless sounds can still penetrate into the ears like air, Mu Yize closed the last document in the quiet office .

The rustling sound of turning pages finally came to an end in a busy day, Mu Yize covered the cap of the pen, stood up and walked to the French window.

Before he finished appreciating people's busy lives, the ringtone of the mobile phone broke the rare silence.

Quietly letting the phone ring for a while, Mu Yize frowned and took out the phone to answer.

"Boss Mu, it's me."

Hearing this not unfamiliar voice that always appeared once or twice a year, Mu Yize hummed, didn't say anything else, and just waited for him to finish.

Sure enough, the man's next sentence was, "Mr. Meng said he wants to see you."

Turning around and walking back to the sofa, he took out a cigar from a small drawer and played with it. Mu Yize hummed again, and then hung up the phone decisively.

Looking down at the time, the company was already off work. After thinking about it, Mu Yize pursed his lips slightly, and dialed Meng Zhiqing's number.

"Yize?" Meng Zhiqing tightly squeezed the phone, apparently unable to believe that Mu Yize called her on his own initiative.

"En," Mu Yize responded, and the unconcealable irritability in his body rose again. Hearing Meng Zhiqing who was talking to himself without asking him anything, Mu Yize became even more bored. Pulling on the tie, he interrupted her and said, "I have something to do today, and I'm going home late. You can go to bed early after dinner, and you don't have to wait for me."

As soon as the words fell, there was an instant silence over there. After a long while, Meng Zhiqing smiled awkwardly, and stammered, "Okay, then... come back earlier."

This time, Mu Yize didn't even answer, and hung up the phone with a slap, fearing that if he was a second late, he would not be able to maintain the image of his elder brother for many years, and spread all the mania and insecurity in his heart on the other party .

Fortunately, he still has reason.

It was about to be seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky was getting completely dark in the still warm weather. The bright headlights illuminated the iron gate in front of him. Mu Yize parked the car and got out of the car indifferently.

In fact, no one will come to see people in prison with this number, and who will receive them, but on the first day Meng Liang was sent by him, Mu Yize made a special confession that in the future, as long as Meng Liang lives, as long as he does not die, Except for Mu Yize who came in person, no matter how late it was or why they needed to meet, they could immediately call the person involved.

Today's call is from the guard who has guarded Meng Liang for seven years.

Stepping on a suit and leather shoes and stepping into the dungeon that didn't fit in with him, Mu Yize's face was expressionless. As soon as he opened the door, Meng Liang was sitting obediently behind the glass.

It’s just that I haven’t seen him for a while. This person seems to be a few years older than before, and more and more gray hairs are falling on the sideburns. I don’t know what happened. Meng Liang’s handcuffed hands have been on the pants legs of the prison uniform. Rubbing back and forth, it seemed that only in this way could he find a sense of reality.

Indifferently, he opened the chair and sat down. Mu Yize picked up the phone under the ready eyes of the man who had already picked up the receiver. He heard himself ask in a cold voice, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"Yize, Yize bang——" Regardless of the man's sarcasm, Meng Liang stood up with a face full of horror. Because the handcuffs were too hard, the handcuffs hit the glass door with a harsh sound. Pressing it down, the hands on the shoulders were extremely strong, unable to resist, Meng Liang looked up at him, then at Mu Yize, who was always watching the show with an indifferent face, and then sat down tremblingly.

But from the beginning to the end, his hand holding the receiver was trembling slightly, "I... I had a terrible dream last night, last night, I dreamed... I dreamed that I was surrounded by... blood, His hands are moving, he...he..." Meng Liang's lips turned white and he spoke incoherently, a nightmare of nothing but blood was repeated by him for 10 minutes, Mu Yize was not in a hurry, It seems that I have been used to such scenes over the years.

Sure enough, in the next second, the dream in Meng Liang's mouth stopped abruptly. He looked into Mu Yize's eyes, and said with a hint of begging and crying, "Zhiqing, how is Zhiqing? Yize, don't blame me On her...she..." Immediately afterwards, he grabbed his hair tightly with one hand, and began to cry with red eyes, while he was still talking incessantly.

With a beep, Mu Yize hung up the phone expressionlessly, and sat quietly opposite Meng Liang's incoherent speech, at a loss for what to do. Maybe he was really close to the realm of madness, when a hang up sound came from the receiver. Meng Liang didn't respond to the continuous beeping, and was still talking with tears streaming down his face.

It wasn't until nearly an hour, perhaps because he was tired, that he covered his face with one hand and began to cry bitterly. After another 10 minutes, probably tired from crying again, Meng Liang raised his red and swollen eyes from his palms, and looked at him blankly. Mu Yize, who was on the receiver, seemed to be wondering when he would only watch but not listen.

Looking directly at the person's soul through the glass, seeing that he must have recovered, Mu Yize glanced coldly at him, and picked up the receiver. As soon as he picked up the phone, afraid that the other party would continue to talk, Mu Yize took the lead and said coldly "After so many years, uncle's bad habit of having nightmares hasn't disappeared yet? But fortunately, the number of times you call me over is less and less. No matter what, I believe you are not afraid of nightmares... You can rest assured about Uncle Zhiqing, I take good care of her."

The last sentence was really squeezed out word by word, without the slightest sign of impatience. Anyway, this sentence has been like every mission in the past seven years, and he is used to it.

Meng Liang looked at him with red eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing, until Mu Yize slightly hooked his lips, said "good night" with a sneer, got up and disappeared out of sight, Meng Liang again Eyes were red once.

"Slap—" Before the guard came to pull him back, Meng Liang suddenly slapped himself hard without warning, and half of his face puffed up a little on the spot, which looked particularly abrupt in the blackness.

Mu Yize, who was standing at the door and hadn't fully walked out, glanced indifferently from the corner of his eye, took out the cigar he had brought out from his pocket, squeezed it, and then left without mercy.

The slender figure was quickly submerged in the night, unusually lonely and desolate.

The familiar car left only an afterimage, and left without any warmth at all.Meng Zhiqing came out of the darkness with her hands on the wall, her fingertips turned white, and her lips faded to the point of loss of color, as if she had been frozen by the cold night, unable to move her whole body.

With a sound of "bang", the iron door closed completely to block the last delusional thought, Meng Zhiqing swallowed, stretched out her frozen and stiff hands to her lips, and breathed carefully to warm herself up.

Regarding Mu Yize, Meng Zhiqing never thought of letting go. Meng Zhiqing wanted to know everything about him, including his whereabouts every time. She knew that she was close to being sick, but she just couldn't help wanting to get closer.

When it was not too late, Mu Yize called her and said that he would go back later, and the hope that he had already prepared a table of dishes and waited for someone to come back with joy suddenly came to naught, Meng Zhiqing could only hold back Tears, obediently agreed.

No matter how many things are arranged that day, Mu Yize has the habit of working overtime. Thinking of this, Meng Zhiqing dumped all the dishes on the table, simply cleaned up and went to Mu Feng, secretly waiting for Mu Yize to come out company.

In this emotional contest of running and chasing, although Meng Zhiqing had never doubted Mu Yize, she did not trust herself extremely, fearing that because of her momentary negligence, she would make that person stay away from her forever.

But I didn't expect that at the end of the follow-up, I found that Mu Yize had come to a prison in City A that I wish I couldn't even pronounce the name. If it exists, Meng Zhiqing will think that this is just a private house used to imprison people.

After people went in, Meng Zhiqing waited outside for nearly three hours. While her whole body was frozen, she still felt unbearable curiosity. She wanted to know why Mu Yize went in for so long. Is to see who.

But there were always people on both sides of the iron gate, and it was obviously unrealistic to sneak in. In order not to be discovered and disgusted again, Meng Zhiqing resisted the cold and curiosity, and hid in a corner for more than two hours.

This place is very remote, and the street lamps in the remote area have not been completely covered. Two street lamps flickering on and off are struggling in the thick night. Meng Zhiqing can only feel a chill go into her heart from the soles of her feet, making her bone-chilling. .

When Mu Yize came out, she clearly felt that the other party's mood was not very good. Although they were far away, Meng Zhiqing could tell whether Mu Yize was angry after all these years, even if he only looked through the darkness. It's crystal clear.

Since Mu Yize is not in a good mood, it is impossible for Mu Yize to go back to the apartment immediately. Thinking of this, Meng Zhiqing tightened her coat, which was not too thick, lifted her hat and buried her face in it, planning to wait until Mu Yize didn't return to the apartment. back home.

Sure enough, when the door of the apartment turned slightly, the clock had already pointed to eleven o'clock.

"You're back." Hearing the sound of the door, Meng Zhiqing sat up from the sofa, rubbed his eyes sleepily, it seemed that he had fallen into a light sleep once.

The movement of closing the door softly stopped immediately, realizing that he was still awake, Mu Yize locked the door with a "click", then turned around and walked towards the sofa with a cold expression, saying, "It's not that I won't let you wait for me Why? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Meng Zhiqing stood up, took the initiative to take the jacket he wanted to throw on the sofa, and said in a voice that was still soft after waking up, "I didn't want to wait, but I fell asleep accidentally...Yize, you Where did you go, and you came back so late."

"..." Mu Yize looked sideways at her, his eyes suddenly darkened, and after a long time, he closed his eyes tiredly, pinched the center of his brows, and said in a suppressed way, "It's okay, some things in the company are not handled well, I'm going out to relax."

Meng Zhiqing rubbed her eyes again, and after hearing him talk about the company, she raised her head again, with a trace of worry in her eyes, she said, "Are you all right, what's wrong?"

Cleverly dodging Meng Zhiqing's hand that was reaching out to grab his arm, Mu Yize took a step sideways towards the coffee table, picked up a cup to pour a cup of hot water, and then said, "Don't worry, it's okay, I'll come deal with."

Pretending to have nothing to do with her hand, Meng Zhiqing tightened the clothes in her arms, and said with a smile, "Then you should rest quickly, don't stay up all night."

Mu Yize: "Yes."

They talked about going to bed early, but the two of them remained silent downstairs for a long time. It wasn't until Mu Yize couldn't take it anymore that he took out his mobile phone and went to the French window at the corner, and made a call. Like a released sinner, he was finally freed from being so depressed and heaved a sigh of relief.

After the call was connected, a familiar voice sounded over there, and Mu Yize's gaze softened all of a sudden.

"Xiao An."

Meng Zhiqing: "..."

The mood that was a little loose just now subconsciously tensed up again when he faintly heard this address.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you."

"Well, I haven't seen you for a while... and Jibei, I want to meet up."

"..."

"Okay, you discuss with Jibei, and have dinner together when you have time."

"……it is good."

"Well, then you should rest early."

"..."

"Good night."

After a phone call, the explanation was quickly finished with a few words. After listening to the busy tone on the phone for a while, Mu Yize's eyes suddenly became a little sore when he remembered something.

In fact, it could be heard that something was wrong with Mu Yize's voice, but Su Anluo didn't hear anything because he wasn't very experienced in the world, and the call wasn't to Su Jibei, so he couldn't blatantly ask Su Jibei what was wrong with the other party.

So Su Anluo had to wait until after hanging up the phone, then looked up at Su Jibei who was blow-drying his hair again, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, big brother?"

The soft hair was coiled around the fingertips, Su Jibei pursed his lips, and replied, "He didn't tell me what's the matter."

Su Anluo still looked up at him, "Did you really just miss me?"

Su Jibei: "..."

Those who dare to think about him are getting impatient!

But because Mu Yize seemed to need comfort, Su Jibei only glanced at Su Anluo coldly, and didn't refute.

You can tell what this person is thinking with just one look. Su Anluo squinted her eyes and grinned twice, then suddenly stretched out her arms and held Su Jibei's face with her backhand, and pulled him down. The two lips touched each other naturally. Together.

Su Jibei: "..."

Tease him again!

With a smile in his eyes, Su Jibei turned off the hair dryer casually, threw it on the ground without mercy, and bullied him fiercely in this posture as if punishing him.

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It can still be said to be full of malice.

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