Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

After the phone was disconnected, Twenty Seven sat at the cashier of the bookstore, staring at the monitor images on the computer screen in a trance. There was no one in the whole store, and all the images were silent.

He stood up suddenly, ran to the stairwell, and tidied up the space that could barely be called a bedroom.

After folding the quilt, I felt that I was unnecessary, and Mu Feng might not come in.

Twenty-seven was in a mess, and was stunned in the store for a while.Seeing a red car driving past suddenly, it braked suddenly, and then slowly reversed.He seemed to feel something, fixed his eyes on the car door, and walked quickly.

The streamlined red sports car was very eye-catching on the side of the road. A man pushed open the co-pilot's door, stood on the curb and looked up.He was carrying a shoulder bag, and was wearing a warm-looking sweater jacket. The collar of the shirt inside was slightly open, revealing half of the delicate collarbone line.

He took a deep breath, stuffed the scarf on his arm into his bag, turned his head and saw the Daheng Tobacco Hotel next door, and ran straight across the road.

The angle between him and Twenty Seven was very unfortunate, most of his figure was covered by the bookshelf, Mu Feng didn't see it, and went happily to find Old Cigarette Butt.

Twenty-seven chased two steps outside, just as he put one hand on the doorknob of the bookstore, the driver's door of the sports car opened, and a man with a strong aura came down. It was clearly late autumn, and he showed off his straight figure without hesitation.

Yanhuo rested his arm on the open car door, and waved towards Nian Qi from a distance, but he didn't stop Mu Feng who had already stepped into the Yan Hotel.

Even across a wide road, that provocative aura pierced through the glass and pointed directly at Twenty Seven.

Nian Qiteng burst into a rage, immediately opened the glass door and turned to the next door, silently walked behind the man who was wandering in the store with his head up, and grabbed Mu Feng's hand.

Mu Feng turned his head in shock, and was suddenly shocked by the anger on his face. For some reason, he didn't speak for a long time.

Under Yan Boss's confused gaze, Twenty Seven directly dragged him out, pushed open the door of the bookstore, and threw him in.

Inside the thick glass door, Mu Feng didn't understand what happened, but Nianqi was outside the door, with his back turned to him, staring fiercely at Yan Huo, trying to force back the camp that was already approaching us with fierce eyes. The enemy in the hinterland.

The other people were stared at by such murderous eyes, they should have abandoned their armor and fled, but Yanhuo leaned against the car door and couldn't stop laughing, giving Nianqi a thumbs up later.

Neuropathy.

Nian Qi was suspicious, and turned back to the bookstore.

Mu Feng was patrolling among the bookshelves, looking here and there, and came out when he heard people entering the door, and said, "I thought you were selling cigarettes next door... I didn't expect it to be in a bookstore."

"Is the bookstore strange?" In front of the smiling Mu Feng, Nian Qi suddenly lost all confidence.

"Very good," Mu Feng said, seeing a book on the counter, he picked it up and flipped through it, and asked, "Have you read this?"

Twenty-seven nodded, "Yes."

After a long time no see, Mu Feng tried his best to find the right topic. He held the book in one palm, with two middle fingers resting on the spine of the book. The dark blue cover and slender fingers reflected the ground. Take it over and put it on yourself, turning yourself into a book, and let him flip it gently.

"I'm still reading the original version," Mu Feng said with a sudden smile, "The ending of this book is too bad, why not... ah, this book." He turned around, looked around on the bookshelf, stood on tiptoe and took out A book with a white cover was handed to Twenty Seven, "It was also written by this author, "Warm Sun."

Twenty-seven took the book, and a slight sense of unknown so-called loss swept over his heart.

"May you bravely come to me, even if your hair turns white, I will wait for you."

Mu Feng's palm lightly brushed over the typewritten writing, and his clear voice pierced through the paper and bones, blowing against his face like a warm spring breeze in a prosperous age.He lowered his head and smiled faintly, the bright white light of the fluorescent lamp pouring down on his slightly side face, and the slightly reddish fair complexion melted into his breathing.

"If the wind and rain are fierce, even if the years are apart, you don't need to be afraid. They are not as good as you." Mu Feng raised his eyes and looked at Nianqi from the bottom-up angle.

Twenty Seven lost his mind, and it took him a long time to realize that he was reading sentences from a book.

Nian Qi fished out his own part of consciousness from the emptiness in his heart, and looked at Mu Feng deeply and affectionately.He lowered his head gradually, and Mu Feng closed his eyes reflexively, waiting for the familiar temperature and breath.

As time ticked by, Twenty Seven suddenly took a step back, turned his back and put the book on the shelf.

Turning his head to Mu Feng, who was confused and confused, he said: "You are hungry, I can't leave the shop, so I can only invite you to the opposite side for something to eat."

Mu Feng responded, a little embarrassed.

Twenty-seven asked Mu Feng to go to the Japanese food store across the street to order food first, and he went to the back, locked the bookstore and checked carefully, then slowly crossed the street, swayed around the entrance of the Japanese food store, turned around and walked into the darkness next to him. go.

There was a Yanhuo car parked there, and seeing Nian Qi approaching, he kindly turned on the headlights, casting a thick shadow behind Nian Qi.

"Wait for me?" Twenty Seven asked in a cold voice.

Yanhuo got out of the car with a smile, popped a peppermint lozenge into his mouth, and said refreshingly, "I sent him here specially."

Twenty Seven was extremely dissatisfied with the word "specialized" he deliberately emphasized, "I know, so what?"

"You should thank me," Yanhuo gave him a box of candies, but Twenty Seven ignored him, and he said with a sneer, "You should thank me, honestly sent him to you, instead of taking him away secretly."

Twenty Seven frowned.

"I'm quite famous now, and the album will be put on the production schedule soon, and there will be more announcements. Occasionally, I can choose an advertising contract. On the way here, Dr. Mu also chatted with me about music, his It’s a good idea and worth thinking about.”

"I have something to say." Twenty Seven said impatiently.

"Oh, let's put it this way!" Yanhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Nianqi, "I already have the capital to chase Dr. Mu, whether it's a car, a house or anything else, I can satisfy him in the near future. As for Common topics... You don't necessarily have much more advantage than me, do you? Do you know what he likes and what hobbies he has?"

Nian Qi was solemn, and a corner of his heart was hit hard.

During the month of leaving Mu Feng, he kept contacting and integrating into this society, and forced himself to separate himself from Mu Feng. Gradually, he also learned to look at Mu Feng from the sidelines.

Mu Feng is not yet thirty, calm and handsome, with superior conditions and a stable life, and his medical skills are gradually gaining reputation. It can be said that he has a successful career and smooth sailing.And he was bumping around, his stomach was almost full, he had no expertise, let alone anything else.

In Qingyan Gorge, Mu Fengguan wanted him to be fair.

If he wanted to return to Mu Feng, he had to achieve this fairness.

The panic and emptiness of the past month, as well as the timidity that was carefully hidden when seeing Mu Feng again, were all pierced by Yan Huo's two provocative moves, and they were forced to expose themselves to the cold wind, allowing others to provoke and dissect.

In fact, he should have discovered earlier that this fair starting point is...too high for him.

Yanhuo naturally saw his vacillation, so he leaned forward and prodded him more vigorously: "What do you think, how about I chase the doctor seriously, what are my chances of winning?"

The opponent's knuckles were clasped loudly, which was very ear-piercing in the quiet street.

Before Nianqi got mad, Yanhuo hurriedly got back into the car, didn't even say goodbye, and drove away with a hit of the accelerator.After passing two intersections, he was sure that Nian Qi would not chase and beat him, so he slowed down.

The agent called and asked him where he was.

Yan Huo hummed a song and replied: "Brother, I took the risk of being beaten up to express myself, hehe, but I am strong."

The manager told him in an ultimatum tone, "You've healed your scar and forgot the pain, so get out of here!"

"Okay bro, now!"

The red buttocks of the car merged into the endlessly flowing main street, Er Qi took a deep breath, the cold air was deeply sucked into the lungs, and calmed down every boiling and noisy cell.

He adjusted his expression, pushed open the door of the Japanese grocery store, and found Mu Feng who was flipping through the menu under the dim light.

As soon as he was seated, Mu Feng sent a menu to his eyes, "What do you want to eat?"

Every picture on the menu made the dishes bright and attractive. I just ate a box of dumplings on the [-]th. I couldn’t be hungry, but I refused to let go of this opportunity to get along with Mu Feng. I turned over a few pages carefully and ordered Ordered a miso soup.

Mu Feng was really hungry. He ordered several dishes, only to find that Nianqi only chose a bowl of soup, and said normally, "You still don't know how to choose?" He sat up and leaned forward, pointing a few times. I used to think that the taste is good, so I recommended, "These are good, do you have a try?"

Twenty-seven looked at him without speaking.

Mu Feng pulled the menu, "Then let me help you choose."

"My lord, I can do it." Twenty Seven said, holding the edge of the table with both hands under the table. In Mu Feng's eyes, is he still the one who can't even order food when he arrives at the restaurant?He lowered his eyes and repeated, "It's already done."

The man opposite was stunned for a moment, then closed the menu, and told the waiter that's all.

Nianqi carried a small porcelain pot for tea, and filled Mu Feng with water.

"You are different." Mu Feng held the teacup in one hand, sighed, Nianqi shook his hand, and almost poured hot tea into Mu Feng's hand.

"Everyone is working hard and everyone is changing."

"Who are you talking about?" Twenty Seven asked.

Mu Feng looked at him puzzled.

"Yanhuo?" Twenty-seven's tone showed a hint of anger, even though his face was calm, Mu Feng could feel it, "He is really different, I was shocked, let alone you, Definitely admire him."

There was no reason for this anger, Mu Feng came to him non-stop against the cold wind, but it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, which lowered the heat in his body by several degrees.But he still tried his best to find the reason on himself. Twenty Seven didn't like Yanhuo, he didn't like it very much, he knew it.

And tonight, he took Yanhuo's car for convenience, which made Twenty Seven angry.

Yes, it must be so, otherwise what else could there be.

Mu Feng explained: "I came right after I hung up on you. I was in a hurry. I didn't get a taxi and it was late. I happened to meet Yan Huo..."

"I know." Nian Qi read, "I know."

This atmosphere is too weird, too abnormal.

How could it be like this, it shouldn't be like this, obviously it wasn't like this a month ago.

Before Mu Feng figured it out, there was already a dish of Japanese-style tofu on the table, tender and smooth tofu pieces were being fried on the iron plate, and a layer of bonito flakes on top was steamed and curled up, and the corners were tied.

Nianqi picked up the chopsticks, like stuffing something, picked up a piece of tofu from the flat bottom and put it in his mouth.Suddenly stopped by Mu Feng, the fried tofu pieces smashed into the bowl, breaking into many pieces, each piece was steaming.

"It's so hot, don't you want your tongue!" Mu Feng said angrily, feeling that he was really abnormal.

I don't know which word hit him, Nianqi put down his chopsticks, scooped up the crushed tofu in the bowl with a spoon, and stuffed it into his mouth. It was really hot, and his tongue trembled. You can't see how hot it is on the surface, but it's all there. Wrapped in a core.

Mu Feng worriedly summoned the waiter and asked him to give him a glass of ice water quickly.

"What can't you worry about? Why do you abuse your tongue? It's so hot." Mu Feng grabbed the water glass from the waiter's plate, stuffed it into Nian Qi's hand for him to drink, stared at Nian Qi and rinsed it with cold water Swallowing down, "Open your mouth and show me."

Twenty Seven obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

His tongue didn't feel hot, but his heart seemed to be on fire, and a layer of skin sloughed off.

It's really hard to think about it.He found that he was not as confident as he had promised Mu Feng when he left home.In this world, just surviving with all his might has exhausted all of Nianqi's energy, and he can come into contact with new things, new people, new events and rules every day.

To Mu Feng, these things, which he had never heard of before, were nothing but pediatrics.

Mu Feng knew everything.

When he was still working around, Mu Feng was already walking on the road of saving lives and healing the wounded.

Mu Feng has been to the places he has been to; Mu Feng has eaten all the things he has never tasted; and Mu Feng has read the original books he has read.Even this tofu, Mu Feng knew that it was actually very hot inside and couldn't be eaten.

As for this kind of thing, Nianqi can only understand it if he tries it himself.

No matter how hard he tried, he would be shot down so easily in front of Mu Feng.

At this moment, Nian Qi discovered that there was not only a four-year age gap between him and Mu Feng, but also a gap of more than 1000 years that could never be completely eliminated.

This is doomed, twenty seven will never catch up with him.

Across a table, it is like a cliff and a cliff for no reason.

Nian Qi didn't know how to walk to Mu Feng's side and stand side by side with him.

Suddenly, I remembered that sentence: "If the wind and rain are fierce, even if the years separate..."

Mu Feng was startled, and immediately continued:

"I'll wait for you, come here."