The historian can't write

After leaving the office, Mu Shufeng took Cui Jingxing to a big bookstore.This bookstore is often visited by some students and candidates who are going to Beijing to rush for the exam, so although there are many people inside, it is not noisy, and the boss will not hang around you.

Of course, what is directly proportional to the style of this bookstore is the price inside. A cup of tea costs half a tael, and a book is equivalent to half a month's salary of Cui Jingxing. However, there is no charge for reading in the bookstore. Books cannot be damaged, otherwise the penalty will be doubled.

Cui Jingxing and Mu Shufeng each took a book and sat on a small table in tacit understanding to read it.

The students at the next table debated with their voices suppressed. From a sentence in the book to the court situation, the two people who had been arguing with red faces finally started to scold Mu Shufeng unanimously. A dog will not end well", surprisingly formed another harmonious atmosphere.

Mu Shufeng turned a deaf ear, as if he wasn't the one being scolded, but quietly looked down at the book in his hand.

Cui Jingxing frowned slightly, glanced at Mu Shufeng, then coughed lightly, "Mu..."

"Jiqing." Mu Shufeng interrupted him, paused and said, "My words."

Cui Jingxing was very surprised. Is the relationship between him and Mu Shufeng good enough to exchange words?However, if he stretches out his hand and doesn't slap the smiling person, he will not refute the other party's face because of emotion and reason, "The next official word is Haoran."

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. People call it awe-inspiring, and it is full of darkness." The corner of Mu Shufeng's mouth slightly curled up, "I never thought that a nerd like you could take such a hard word."

Cui Jingxing was not happy when he heard this, and he talked a lot about it.

Mu Shufeng responded perfunctorily.

"..." Cui Jingxing pinched himself in his heart, he already knew that Mu Shufeng's words were not pleasant, so he asked you to talk to him with a cheap mouth.

"Hao Ran," Mu Shufeng said suddenly, "Thank you today."

"Mu... why did you say that?"

Mu Shufeng looked slightly embarrassed, pursed his lower lips, and reluctantly replied: "Thank you for walking with me." Obviously, he was embarrassed to say such hypocritical words. If he is still a grass, that's all. If he was so hypocritical, he really got a headache just now.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"En." Mu Shufeng did not continue to explain.

The two students next to him became more and more excited as they scolded, and they kept saying "Mugou".Cui Jingxing frowned unhappily, and said, "It's very noisy here, why don't you go to the tavern?"

Mu Shufeng was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Let's go. It's just that your body may not hold alcohol well."

Cui Jingxing's drinking capacity is indeed not good, he said seriously: "Since ancient times, drinking too much alcohol is not a good thing. In ancient times, there was a prohibition on alcohol to warn the world."

After hearing this, Mu Shufeng smiled mockingly.

"..." No wonder so many people wanted to kill him, Cui Jingxing felt his hands were itchy.

The two came to a secluded tavern, finally no one scolded "Mugou will die", Cui Jingxing heaved a sigh of relief.

Mu Shufeng sat by the window, worried that Cui Jingxing was not good at drinking, so he just wanted a pot of Nurhong.

Daughter's red wine is mild in nature and sweet in taste, and it won't make people get drunk easily.

Cui Jingxing sat across from him, and seeing Xiao Er bring the wine, he poured a glass for Mu Shufeng.

Mu Shufeng looked out the window and took a sip from his glass.After a while, he suddenly put down his wine glass and stared at Cui Jingxing, "Qiuqiu, I like you."

Cui Jingxing didn't hear the name in front of him clearly, but he heard the words in the back. Looking at the familiar face, his heart skipped a beat, "My lord, are you not drunk?"

Mu Shufeng raised his head and poured down the wine in the glass, his cheeks flushed slightly, he got up and grabbed Cui Jingxing's wrist, "Don't go."

Cui Jingxing quickly pulled his hand away, but he couldn't move away.

Mu Shufeng lowered his head slightly, moved closer to Cui Jingxing's face, squinted his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "I am now the prime minister of over [-] people, no one can hurt you anymore, will you come back?"

Cui Jingxing understood that this Mu Shufeng was not sure who he would take him for, a fire rose in his heart, he lowered his head and bit Mu Shufeng's wrist fiercely.

Mu Shufeng's wrist was already bleeding, but he still held Cui Jingxing's hand tightly, refusing to let go, with an extremely sad expression on his face, "There is no water in the flower pot, and you don't want to come and see me. I'm not fine."

Cui Jingxing tasted the smell of blood, he quickly let go, and couldn't help feeling remorseful, he shouldn't have come to this tavern if he knew that Mu Shufeng was a drink.

Mu Shufeng's eyes slowly focused, he seemed to be awake, and let go of Cui Jingxing, "You are not him..."

Cui Jingxing withdrew his hand coldly, rubbed his wrist and said, "Your Excellency, just wake up from the wine."

Mu Shufeng picked up the jug on the table, raised his head and poured down the wine in the jug.

Cui Jingxing subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he didn't. When Mu Shufeng put down the jug, he quickly picked up the jug and poured it down, checking how much wine was left in the jug.

Before the spout of the pot dripped, Cui Jingxing opened the lid and looked in with one eye closed, but it was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

Cui Jingxing raised his head to look at Mu Shufeng, but there was no one on the stool opposite.Cui Jingxing was slightly taken aback, got up and looked around, his gaze stopped beside the stool.

Mu Shufeng sat next to the stool, with his hands on his knees and his chin resting on his knees.He sat on the ground and huddled into a ball, almost as high as the stool, looking pitiful and ridiculous, no wonder Cui Jingxing didn't see him just now.

Cui Jingxing was stunned and said, "Master Mu, what are you doing?"

Mu Shufeng's body was shaking slightly, as if he didn't hear Cui Jingxing's question, and refused to say a word.

This is drunk?Cui Jingxing looked down at him, "Lord Mu?"

Mu Shufeng shook his head, "I can't speak."

"Why is this?"

"I'm grass." Mu Shufeng raised a finger to cover his lips.

"..." Cui Jingxing bent down to help him, but Mu Shufeng remained motionless.

"I am grass, I am grass, I am grass, I am..."

Cui Jingxing had no choice but to squat beside him.

Mu Shufeng tilted his head to look at him, "You learn from me?"

"I'm also grass."

Mu Shufeng was stunned, "What kind of grass are you?"

Cui Jingxing blinked, "I'm a heartbroken grass, what about you?"

Mu Shufeng suddenly covered his face with his hands.

"You are..."

"I'm Mimosa." Mu Shufeng said while covering his face.

"..." Cui Jingxing took off his hand, "Look at me, I can stand up." After that, he stood up and took two steps, "You can stand up too."

Mu Shufeng got up suspiciously, and took two steps like Cui Jing. Before he was happy, a breeze blew from the window. Mu Shufeng suddenly opened his arms and ran along with the wind, "I flew! I was blown!" Fly!"

"..."

Cui Jingxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry and hurriedly chased him out, but his legs and feet were not good, and he chased until Mu Shufeng stopped by himself in the alley before catching up. He leaned on the wall panting, "Mu, Mr. Mu."

Mu Shufeng squatted motionless in the alley sheltered from the wind.The passing crowd looked at the two from time to time.

Cui Jingxing was silent for a moment, and silently distanced himself from Mu Shufeng.

After a while, a wealthy businessman with a big belly passed by and threw a few copper coins to Mu Shufeng.After a while, some people came out and put some steamed buns in front of Mu Shufeng.It turned out that everyone regarded him as a poor beggar.

No one passed by, Cui Jingxing stepped forward and tugged on La Mu Shufeng's sleeve, seeing that the other party hadn't moved at all, he increased his strength a bit.

The corners of Mu Shufeng's mouth drooped slightly, apparently displeased, he rolled up his sleeves impatiently, and brought Cui Jingxing directly in front of him, then quickly pinched the back of Cui Jingxing's neck.

Cui Jingxing half-kneeled on the ground, supporting the wall behind Mu Shufeng with his hands so that he didn't directly press on Mu Shufeng's body. He was about to get up, but he couldn't move as soon as the back of his neck was choked.

Mu Shufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, squeezed Cui Jingxing close to him, their noses touched, "Qiaoqiu."

Cui Jingxing's heart suddenly became confused, and he couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded.He was born in a snowy day, and he was white and cute when he was born, with a fleshy body like a snowball, so his family gave him a baby name - Qiuqiu when he was a child, but his family was ruined and died at [-] He hadn't heard it for a long time.

"Please don't go." Mu Shufeng's voice trembled.

Cui Jingxing came back to his senses and heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that Mu Shufeng was gasping for breath, otherwise how could Mu Shufeng know his baby name?Sure enough, he was thinking too much.

"Master!" Mu Qi's voice came from not far away, and he shouted, running and jumping over.

The ambiguous atmosphere just now was broken instantly, and Cui Jingxing hurriedly broke free from Mu Shufeng's shackles.He stood up as if nothing had happened, "Master Mu drank too much."

Mu Qi rolled his eyes, "I'm not blind."

"..." The master and servant of Mu's family spoke like an annoying person.

Seeing Mu Qi coming to pick him up, Cui Jingxing took his leave and left, and he took advantage of the sunset to return home slowly.

Sitting in the bedroom, Cui Jingxing was always restless, always thinking of Mu Shufeng's side face in the afternoon sun, and the touch of their noses touching before parting.

Cui Jingxing awkwardly picked up a book and began to divert his attention.

"Da da da..." Someone seemed to be knocking on the window, Cui Jingxing got up and opened the window a crack, and a blade of grass came in.

Seeing this, Cui Jingxing hurriedly opened the seam wider, and a whole mimosa came in after a while.

"Little fairy?"

Mimosa rolled on Cui Jingxing's body.

This look is rare, Cui Jingxing grabbed it, "What's wrong? You lost the fight with other goblins?"

The mimosa didn't speak, but all the leaves were close together and looked wilted.

Cui Jingxing put it down.

The mimosa started to roll again, and spread out on Cui Jingxing's legs, the leaves twitched slightly, as if crying loudly.

Cui Jingxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he put the matter of Mu Shufeng behind him, and hurried to coax the old man so that his hair would not be pulled out again.While comforting the mimosa, he said: "Little fairy, why do I feel that you have fewer leaves today?" Then, he checked other parts and found that the stems of the mimosa seemed to be run over by something, and some The place has been broken, and it seems that the injury is not serious.

Cui Jingxing was a little annoyed, but he was also annoyed that he couldn't help much.He had no choice but to quickly put the mimosa on the bed, "Little fairy, can you apply the wound medicine?"

Mimosa shakes the leaves, can't.

"What should I do... I don't know if the veterinarian can treat it?"

Mimosa hooked Cui Jingxing's hair, and gestured a few words in the air - I'm a fucking idiot.

"..." Just as annoying as Mu Shufeng!