After the top stream rejected me, I wanted to break the mirror and reunite

Mu Xing really seriously guessed where Jiang Zhuohan went. It was like playing some customs clearance game. After clearing the customs, he would be rewarded for meeting Jiang Zhuohan, so he played it very vigorously.

He delineated Jiang Zhuohan's big position through the time zone, but with such a big time zone, Jiang Zhuohan can go to too many places.He ruled them out one by one, from the time he finished talking with Jiang Zhuohan until midnight, he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only go to sleep first.

As a result, as soon as he lay down, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he got up immediately. After checking the information, he called Yuan Hang.

Yuan Hang answered quickly, and asked him inexplicably, "Mr. Mu? What's the matter with you so late?"

"Do you know where Zhuo Han went?"

Yuan Hang thought that something big happened in the middle of the night, and immediately felt relieved when he heard that it was such a small problem, "I know! I booked the hotel for him."

"Send me the address, thank you."

A moment after Mu Xing hung up the phone, he received the address from Yuan Hang, and it was exactly as he had guessed.

Jiang Zhuohan went to the place where the ski competition was held 3 years ago.

Jiang Zhuohan had been waiting there for half a month, and the last person came back disappointed.

Mu Xing couldn't wait for a second, he wished he could see Jiang Zhuohan right away, even if Jiang Zhuohan wanted to find him this time.

However, it was half a world away, and he immediately booked a plane ticket, but by the time he rushed over, it would have been a day at the earliest.

The style of the airport in a foreign country is completely different. The weather here is only comparable to the northernmost area in China. Although there is no snow today, the snow on the ground is already very thick.

Mu Xing didn't feel much in China, but when he got here, he realized that the new year is coming soon, and the atmosphere of the new year is everywhere.

When he passed by the square, he picked up a handy heart-shaped balloon. No one here knew him, so he ran generously on the road, and he could reach the hotel where Jiang Zhuohan was staying just across the square.

Jiang Zhuohan was in the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel. He originally planned to go out for a stroll, but after leaving the snow mountain for a few years, he found that he became afraid of the cold, so he could only look out at the snow-covered street through the window.

Suddenly, a figure ran past his window.

The tall man, holding a pink balloon in his hand, ran over and then suddenly fell back, turned to look into the window, and smiled blankly.

Seeing that familiar face, Jiang Zhuohan froze for a moment. He was a little surprised that Mu Xing appeared suddenly, but he thought it was very reasonable.

Mu Xing pointed to the gate to him, and then ran over impatiently.

After a while, everyone in the cafe saw a black-haired man walking into the cafe with a heart-shaped pink balloon.He glanced at the seat inside, then ran over eagerly, and threw himself directly at another black-haired man in the seat.

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause in the coffee shop.

Jiang Zhuohan was knocked straight down on the bench. Mu Xing threw himself on him and hugged him tightly. When he heard the applause, he couldn't help but patted Mu Xing and said, "Get up! Fool."

Mu Xing finally realized that he had overreacted. He let go of Jiang Zhuohan and sat outside the chair. With his head hanging down, he looked like a primary school student waiting to be criticized.

Jiang Zhuohan sat up straight and glanced at him. Before he could say anything, a white man walked towards them, looked at Mu Xing in English with an accent and asked, "Oh, dear Jiang, who is this?"

Before Jiang Zhuohan could answer, Mu Xing's face turned dark when he called "dear". He stood up and asked with undisguised hostility, "Who are you?"

The man was taken aback by Mu Xing's aura, but he held out his hand to him without admitting defeat, and tried to speak politely, "Hi, I'm pursuing Jiang. I'm not mistaken, we are rivals in love, right?"

Now that he said it so directly, Mu Xing didn't intend to shake hands with his rival at all, he just wanted to throw him out.

"Michael, this is—" Jiang Zhuohan stood up and introduced, but his words stopped suddenly, he put his arms around Mu Xing's waist before continuing, "It's my boyfriend."

The man and Mu Xing were startled at the same time, the man looked at Mu Xing again, finally shrugged and said, "Okay, I wish you all the best."

Then Jiang Zhuohan chatted awkwardly with the man, and the man left resentfully.

Mu Xing stared at Jiang Zhuohan before he said, "Junior brother, what did you just say?"

"What did I say?" Jiang Zhuohan replied blankly.

Mu Xing said hesitantly, "Say, I'm your boyfriend."

Jiang Zhuohan returned him with a suddenly enlightened look, and then explained, "He has been pestering me for two days, thank you Teacher Mu for your cooperation."

Visible disappointment appeared on Mu Xing's face, and then he said firmly: "I will work hard, and one day I will become a regular."

Jiang Zhuohan couldn't help laughing, and patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, classmate Mu."

Mu Xing nodded solemnly, and handed the balloon he picked up on the road to Jiang Zhuohan.

"You just gave me a balloon, aren't you too stingy?"

Mu Xing replied, "Someone sent it just now on the road."

Jiang Zhuohan still took the balloon and said, "You are so stingy."

"I'm not stingy. This is the first balloon in my life."

Jiang Zhuohan watched the balloon froze suddenly, and said, "Didn't eat, right? Let's eat first."

Mu Xing nodded immediately, and followed Jiang Zhuohan out like a small tail.

Jiang Zhuohan first went upstairs to his room to put the balloon away, then went out for dinner with Mu Xing.

This is a small town, and there is a very famous mountain just behind the town. There is an even more famous ski resort on the mountain, which has hosted many world-class competitions.

Jiang Zhuohan took Mu Xing to a ski club restaurant in the town. The restaurant inside was not big, but the atmosphere was strong, and there were elements of skiing everywhere.

Seeing Jiang Zhuohan's surprised expression, the boss said in substandard Chinese: "Zhuohan! I can still see you here, how are you?"

"It's okay. What's your recommendation today?"

Jiang Zhuohan took a seat and sat down, the boss came over, looked at Mu Xing who was following him, and asked curiously: "This handsome guy, why don't you introduce him?"

Jiang Zhuohan thought for a while and replied, "This is my senior brother."

"Brother?" The boss understood the meaning without comprehension, "Is that what brother meant?"

"That's how you understand it."

The boss suddenly said disappointedly: "I thought it was your boyfriend."

Jiang Zhuohan glanced at Mu Xing from the corner of his eye and didn't answer. The boss then recommended the menu to them, and left after ordering.

Not long after, the boss came out again while the food was being served, and said, "Unfortunately, you came too late. The mountain has been closed now, and the ski resort can't be visited."

Jiang Zhuohan glanced at the regretful expression on the boss's face, and then said after a while, "I don't ski anymore."

The boss suddenly turned from regret to surprise, "Really? That's such a pity!"

"No pity."

The boss didn't ask this kind of question, and left after serving the food.

But Mu Xing took Jiang Zhuohan's words into his heart. When he first met Jiang Zhuohan 3 years ago, Jiang Zhuohan was like a dead tree that lost its vitality. He knew it would be a pity for Jiang Zhuohan not to be able to ski anymore.

But he couldn't ask directly like the boss, he just lowered his head, hid the expression on his face, and pretended to be bored to eat.

They didn't leave in a hurry after eating, Mu Xing looked around the store in a blink of an eye, and finally fixed his eyes on the photo wall in the store.

Jiang Zhuohan explained: "This store has been here for many years. The owner is a ski fan. Many people who come here to participate in competitions or skiing have visited this store. That wall is their souvenir."

"I'll go and have a look." Mu Xing said as he got up and walked over. In fact, he had already seen Jiang Zhuohan's photo on the photo wall.

But when he got closer, he could see clearly that the photo showed Jiang Zhuohan in his seventeen or eighteen years old, youthful and flamboyant, full of unruly and unruly.Standing next to Jiang Zhuohan was a man who didn't look much like Jiang Zhuohan, but the look on his brows was exactly the same.

Jiang Zhuohan followed, glanced at the photo Mu Xing was looking at, and said, "This is the first time he took me here for a competition. At that time, I felt that I was fearless and didn't care about anything."

"Can I take a photo?" Mu Xing asked Jiang Zhuohan carefully, if Jiang Zhuohan said "no", he could only take it secretly.

Jiang Zhuohan said nonchalantly: "It's not my shop, you should be afraid of being discovered by the boss."

So, Mu Xing took the picture very aboveboard, and while he was taking the picture, Jiang Zhuohan turned around and leaned against the wall to look out the window, and opened his mouth coldly.

"During the period after my mother left, the relationship between my father and I became very bad, as if we were two incompatible people. We used to rely on my mother to live together as usual, but suddenly lacked Without the mediator, we are like two hedgehogs stabbing each other."

Mu Xing put down his phone, stood in front of Jiang Zhuohan, and listened to him quietly.

"We have been arguing with each other for two years like this. I was even worried that one day when I came home from school, he would have left and would never come back. Until one winter vacation, he took me to go skiing. At first I didn't I don't like it, I just compete with him, he said I can't learn it, so I just want to learn it.

However, by the time I learned, our relationship eased inexplicably.After that, the two of us lived together for more than ten years, and many times he was not like my dad, like a friend who grew up with me, like a partner with common hobbies. "

When Jiang Zhuohan said this, he stopped. He took a long breath, then raised his head to look at Mu Xing, and he spoke again after a long while.

"Until that day six years ago, he was buried in an avalanche in order to save me. It took three days for the rescue team to dig him out, and when I saw him again, he was in the morgue at the hospital."

Mu Xing took a step forward, put his arm around Jiang Zhuohan, patted him on the back, and called softly, "Junior Brother."

Jiang Zhuohan rested his head on Mu Xing's shoulder, stared at his own feet underneath, and said without moving, "The last thing I said to him was to quarrel with him. But I never had the chance to say sorry to him again. "

Mu Xing couldn't understand the relationship between father and son, and didn't know how to comfort Jiang Zhuohan. He subconsciously hugged Jiang Zhuohan with both hands, as if he wanted to warm Jiang Zhuohan with his own body temperature.

After a while, he said awkwardly, "I am here, I will always be by your side, even if I die, I will die behind you, and I will never leave you alone."

Jiang Zhuohan moved suddenly, raised his head that was resting on Mu Xing's shoulder, hugged Mu Xing back with his backhand, and said softly.

"we have a deal."