He is like warm mountains and soft waters

In the morning, Ye Zhuo habitually touched the other side of the bed, but found no one. He woke up suddenly, picked up his phone and checked, it was 8:[-] in the morning.

When Ye Zhuo entered the bathroom, Mu Chi was looking at the mirror with his collar lifted up. He was wearing a shirt and his brows were frowning into a line. Ye Zhuo hugged Mu Chi from behind and said with a smile: "The person in the mirror It's really nice."

"You're awake, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Mu Chi let go of his frowning brows, put down his collar, and Ye Zhuo grabbed his hand immediately, only to hear Ye Zhuo whispering in his ear, "Don't cover it, Don't go out today."

Today is Sunday, Ye Zhuo usually does not go to work on weekends, and Mu Chi is a free person at this stage, both of them can stay in the villa, Mu Chi turned around and looked at Ye Zhuo, "Mama Liu see good."

"She won't say much, Ah Chi, I really want to engrave a mark on you, which belongs to me." Ye Zhuo's hand slowly stroked Mu Chi's collarbone area. Mu Chi's collarbone is very delicate, but The tooth marks he bit down yesterday are still there, and the marks are shallower than yesterday, and within a day, the tooth marks will disappear.

"It will be very painful, engraving on the collarbone." Mu Chi said seriously.

Ye Zhuo chuckled, "Indeed, I don't want to, so don't wear a shirt today."

"Okay, I'll change it, you wash up first." Mu Chi looked at Ye Zhuo helplessly, and walked out of the bathroom.

Ye Zhuo came downstairs after washing. Mu Chi was having breakfast, and there was milk stains on his mouth. He walked over, wiped the milk stains with his hands, and drank the milk along Mu Chi's hands.

Mu Chi took a piece of bread and gave it to Ye Zhuo, "Ye Zhuo, I suddenly found that you are very dependent on me."

Mu Chi changed into a loose T-shirt, and looking down from Ye Zhuo's gaze, a large area of ​​scenery was exposed on his chest.Ye Zhuo was in a bright mood, "It's normal to want to kiss, okay?"

Ye Zhuo acted like a baby, and Mu Chi burst out laughing, "Come on, kiss."

A sip of milk.

After breakfast, he went for a stroll in the garden, Ye Zhuo went to the study to deal with the work left over from the week, and Mu Chi sat on the wicker chair to read.Ye Zhuo walked up to Mu Chi after finishing his official duties, "Ah Chi, you can try to write something by yourself."

Mu Chi raised his head when he heard this, a little embarrassed, "I wrote it when I was bored, and it was very scattered."

"Really? Take it out and let me see."

Mu Chi closed the book with a troubled expression, "Don't laugh at me."

Ye Zhuo said seriously: "No."

After Mu Chi opened the notepad, Ye Zhuo browsed slowly. What Mu Chi wrote was a short story, "The Wind and the Moon"

He hugged Mu Chi, and the two of them sat in the wicker chair together, reading slowly, it was written about four people's different choices in the face of love and dreams. There is someone she likes, but she is still silent, love takes too little weight in her life, and the male protagonist likes the female second, who is proud and arrogant in the early stage, and separates from the female second.

Ye Zhuo saw the last page. The second man and the second woman who fell in love in the end were not together, but the first man and the first woman who did not love each other came together.He couldn't help laughing, "This is the first story I've read in which the hero and heroine don't love each other until the end, and they can still walk together."

Mu Chi murmured, "I wrote this article when I was filming "Fire Light". Actually, I wanted to publish it for the newspaper." "Fire Light" is a well-known idol drama. It was thunder and fire, and the love was vigorous. The heroine was threatened by the hero's family, and then she got together with the second hero, but the hero was very persistent, and the two reconciled. His family was ruined, anyway, as sadistic as love can be.

Ye Zhuo thought about it, "I remember that you played the male lead in that drama."

Mu Chi had a bitter face, "I felt like throwing up at the time."

"You don't like acting so much?"

"No, I just feel like a puppet, doing one command and one action."

"Then why don't you direct the play yourself?" Ye Zhuo stroked Mu Chi's hair.

Mu Chi's heart skipped a beat, "I have this idea."

"Really?" Ye Zhuo asked in surprise, "Since you want to take pictures, you can take pictures. I always feel that you are interested in too few things, I mean you love too little."

"I'm mainly worried that no one wants to see the pictures I took." Mu Chi said awkwardly. He had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he didn't like to share them with others. He could only post them anonymously on the Internet. The number of hits was objective, but the following Most of the comments say that his three views are not normal.

Ye Zhuo said gently: "Ah Chi, do what you want, do it directly, don't care what other people think. At least—" Ye Zhuo paused, and continued, "I will observe, without any malice."

Mu Chi held Ye Zhuo's hand, and moved his body closer to Ye Zhuo. He vaguely understood the deep-seated reasons why he liked Ye Zhuo. He hoped that someone could understand, but he was too closed, and the rampant entanglement made him feel connected. No door would open, no zeal of sheer concern could make him open his heart.

"Apart from this article, what else did you write? Hurry up and let me observe it carefully." Ye Zhuo teased him.

Ye Zhuo has read a few short stories, some of which can be rewritten into original short plays. These have different themes, but they all have one thing in common. The protagonist's personality is very calm, and the description of the emotional drama is also calm.

Ye Zhuo turned his back to Mu Chi and rubbed his eyes, then turned around with a smile in his eyes again, "This one can be photographed."

Mu Chi looked at the article that Ye Zhuo was pointing to, it was called "Both", it was a story about dual personalities, and this was the most emotional one he had ever written, and it was written when he was staying in H City , just wrote it not long ago.

Ye Zhuo did not analyze why this article is good, but said, "We can change the title, or call it "His White Moonlight and Cinnabar Mole""

"Will it be too common?"

Ye Zhuo laughed, "No, it's very relevant and more attractive. Some themes will exist in literary creation for a long time, and they just touch people's hearts. Besides, the angle of your article is very novel."

"His White Moonlight and Cinnabar Mole": The white moonlight is him, and the cinnabar mole is also him. His white moonlight and cinnabar mole are actually not the same person.

"Then let me take a closer look. This article was written too hastily, and many thoughts were not expressed accurately." After speaking, Mu Chi held his tablet computer to revise and revise.

"Go change it on the desk, it's not good for your eyes." Ye Zhuo took the computer from Mu Chi's hand and put it on the table, "You change yours, I'll play the game."

"What game, King?" Mu Chi has never played an online game, he has heard of this game, and the love simulation game that Chao Yun likes to play, guessing that Ye Zhuo will not be addicted to four wild men, then only King .

"No, a new game."

"Oh." Mu Chi replied, focusing on the tablet again.

"Master, Miss Wei is here." Mama Liu knocked on the door of the study and said outside.

Ye Zhuo put on his earphones and played the game vigorously, but he didn't hear anything.Mu Chi stopped modifying, holding both sides of the tablet with both hands, and tapped his fingers on the edge of the tablet before hitting Ye Zhuo's shoulder.

Ye Zhuo took off the earphones, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Wei is here."

"Then I'll go out and take a look, you continue." Ye Zhuo turned off the computer and stood up. Mu Chi watched Ye Zhuo walk out of the study, leaned back on the chair, shook his head vigorously, and could hear the sound of bones cracking.

"Lan Yi, Ming Yuan didn't come with you?" Ye Zhuo poured a glass of warm water and put it in front of Lan Yi.

Wei Lanyi took a sip of warm water and said softly, "Ye Zhuo, do you still remember the old man we visited together a few years ago? His wife has been found."

"Really?" It was a widowed old man, surnamed Liu, who used to be a soldier. Because of the war, he was separated from his lover. He lived alone for decades. He never thought that he would be able to reunite with his lover one day. Ye Zhuo Call him Uncle Liu, and he told Ye Zhuo about being a soldier before.

"Uncle Liu and his wife are going to travel in two days, so I thought we could visit Uncle Liu and the others together today. When I went two days ago, he was still talking about you in front of me."

Ye Zhuo hesitated for a while, and then said to Wei Lanyi, "Then wait a minute, I'll change clothes. And Mu Chi will go too."

"Mu Chi?" Wei Lanyi was surprised, she thought Ye Zhuo had separated from Mu Chi.

"kindness."

When Ye Zhuo and Mu Chi were changing clothes, Mu Chi picked up a plaid shirt and joked to Ye Zhuo: "Didn't you say you won't go out today? If you don't let me wear a shirt, you're slapping me too fast."

Ye Zhuo was embarrassed, "Who said that the plan can't keep up with the changes. Baby, for me, please bear with me."

Mu Chi tilted his head and pointed at his face, Ye Zhuo immediately kissed him on the cheek, and hugged Mu Chi, "Ah Chi, why are you so obedient."

What they arrived at was a folk house with an old house pattern. After opening the gate, there was a plum tree in the yard with lush branches and leaves. An old man was sitting on a wooden wicker chair under the shade of the tree, holding a handful of zong leaves The woven fan fans the wind.

Ye Zhuo was the first to speak, "Uncle Liu, I heard that you've been enjoying yourself recently, so I came to see you. Where's your wife?"

Uncle Liu waved his fan at Ye Zhuo, "He's going to wash the fruit, and he'll see it right away, can't he wait, I've been waiting for so many years."

At this moment, someone came out of the room, Ye Zhuo's expression changed, and Mu Chi leaned against Ye Zhuo, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't expect that." The person who came out of the room was carrying a plate with seasonal fruits, and he was neatly dressed in a Chinese tunic suit.

Uncle Liu told Ye Zhuo before that he had a childhood sweetheart with his lover, and Ye Zhuo naturally thought that the person who made Uncle Liu miss him for many years was a childhood sweetheart, but he didn't expect it to be a friendship between a bamboo horse and a bamboo horse.

"Just call him Uncle Zhao." Uncle Liu looked at his wife with a smile in his eyes, and Mu Chi felt a little touched in his heart, which was also a kind of fulfillment.

"I shouldn't have made Ah Man wait that long. It would be nice if I walked back a little bit, so that we can stay together longer."

"What are you talking about? You haven't been by my side these years, but I've actually had a good life. I just remembered when we were soldiers together, and I felt that this life was worth it. When I was free, I would just talk to Lan Yi and Ye Zhuo and the group of kids talk about those things, it's very interesting..."

The two old people leaned on each other, Ye Zhuo turned sideways, looked at Mu Chi for a while, Mu Chi had a faint smile on his face, and listened intently to Uncle Liu began to talk about the matter between him and Uncle Zhao again.

After staying here all afternoon, Uncle Liu insisted on keeping them for dinner, Ye Zhuo and the others had no choice but to stay for dinner again, Uncle Zhao made the meal, Uncle Liu refused to let Uncle Zhao wash the dishes, insisted on doing the dishes, and pulled Ye Zhuo Together, Wei Lanyi hurriedly said, "I'll do it."

"Lan Yi, you are a guest, how can you ask a guest to do these things." Uncle Liu pulled Ye Zhuo into the kitchen.

Ye Zhuo stared at the sink in fear for a while, it was greasy. "Uncle Liu, why did you send me here?"

Uncle Liu didn't expect Ye Zhuo to wash the dishes either. He wore gloves and said while washing the dishes, "Ye Zhuo, aren't you with Lan Yi? I don't see anything right."

When Uncle Liu and his lover were consummated, they began to care about his important affairs. Ye Zhuo said helplessly, "Uncle Liu, you should be right if you see something is wrong. I'm with Mu Chi. As for Lan Yi, I have nothing to do with her."

"Mrs. Ye said that you two are going to get engaged."

Ye Zhuo was very depressed, "Don't listen to her nonsense, when I was eight years old, she started talking about getting me engaged to Lan Yi, is that plausible? I will talk to her when I go back."

"Ye Zhuo, I didn't expect you to be with a man. Could it be that what I said affected you? This road is not easy." Uncle Liu said heavily after washing the dishes.

Ye Zhuo laughed, "No, Uncle Liu, I really didn't know that your wife is so...handsome."

Uncle Liu looked proud, "That's because you didn't see that he was even more handsome when he was young. The female compatriots in our company always like to follow behind him, but he doesn't pay attention to those females."

"Understood, he will coax you."

Before leaving, Ye Zhuo glanced back. Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhao stood under the plum tree and watched them leave. Both of them were aged, with gray hair and stooped backs.Seeing Ye Zhuo turn around, Uncle Liu waved again, Uncle Zhao took a piece of watermelon to Uncle Liu, and Uncle Liu kissed Uncle Zhao on the cheek.

Ye Zhuo's heart trembled, and then he felt slightly uncomfortable.

The author has something to say:

I found out that I was writing a story about a hidden heartthrob and heartthrob. I was also a rogue, and I liked Ye Zhuo and Mu Chi equally.