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

When Nian Qi heard the sentence he answered, it was different from what he said last time, but he couldn't be sure whether Mu Feng made a slip of the tongue or did it on purpose.

There was no words between the two, only eye contact, both of them wanted to dig something out of each other's eyes to calm their hearts.In the end, the dishes were served, and a plate of reverse-rolled sushi drizzled with mayonnaise was placed between the two of them.

Mu Feng didn't move for a while, it was Nian Qi who picked up the chopsticks first and picked a piece for him.

While putting the sushi rolls into Mu Feng's small plate, Twenty Seven calmed down and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry." Tonight was really too embarrassing, and he knew that he shouldn't put his disappointment on Mu Feng. But he just couldn't hold back the mania in his heart.

So he had to apologize.

Only when he said sorry and sorry, would Nian Qi lower his head and calm down like he did a month ago.The chopsticks that Mu Feng had just picked up slowly paused in his apology.

"I won't ride in Yanhuo's car again, and I will try not to meet him." Mu Feng assured, he used the tip of his chopsticks to draw circles in the saucepan, "Blame me today."

"No." Nianqi said suddenly.

Mu Feng looked up, "What?"

Twenty-seven lowered his eyes indifferently, stirring the soup that night, "It's not like this, it's not your fault."

"What is that?" Mu Feng clenched his chopsticks tightly, almost overturning the soy sauce. "Whether you are unhappy or angry, there must be a source."

Twenty-seven is like a clam shell with its mouth closed, no matter how much fire Mu Feng cooks, he can't pry open a gap, just so tightly closed, lying in the pot no matter how anxious you jump your feet.

Mu Feng in front of the head also laughed at Qi Shaochuan, saying that the two of them were dishonest and made the other party have a bad life.

Now it's all right, who knew that Nian Qi was stubborn like this, without even saying a word.

Mu Feng stood for the operation for a whole day. Although he was very hungry, he didn't have any appetite. He just stuffed the food into his stomach mechanically. He couldn't eat the last half bowl of ramen. He felt sick when he saw it.

Nianqi took it naturally and ate it without saying a word.

Seeing that the meal was about to break up unhappy, Mu Feng went to the front desk to pay the bill while going to the bathroom, and when Er Qi left, he heard that the money had been paid, and immediately gave the waiter a big black face.

This made Mu Feng start to wonder who he was angry with.

Walking out of the Japanese food store, the bus service has been suspended, but the subway is still there, but the station entrance is quite far from here.

Mu Feng hesitated for a while, and asked Twenty Seven tentatively, "What time do you get off work? Shall I wait for you to go together?"

Night Breeze was very cold, Twenty Seven pulled open Mu Feng's shoulder bag, pulled out a scarf from it, and wrapped it around his neck, "I won't leave, I'll stay in the shop."

Mu Feng glanced in the direction of the bookstore, he didn't seem to be surprised, he just said "Oh".Twenty Seven didn't seem to have any intention of inviting him in, so he didn't mention it, and the two walked to the subway station logically.

"The temperature has cooled down in the past two days, so wear more." Twenty Seven smoothed his neckline and said, "Don't drink cold drinks when you go back, go to bed early."

The more he said that, the more uncomfortable Mu Feng felt.This meeting was too different from what he had imagined, and he couldn't figure out why, so he walked for a long time with his head depressed, and was stopped by Er Qi at the red light intersection before he came back to his senses.

People come and go, cars are noisy, and the subway is just one intersection ahead.

Mu Feng picked this moment and told Twenty Seven: "It's too cold at home, my fingers hurt from the cold, I'm too lazy to cook."

He thought that when he said that, Twenty Seven would always be as distressed as before, and then come back to cook for him every now and then, filling the kitchen and refrigerator to the brim, adding popularity to the empty apartment.

As a result, Nianqi looked at him for a long time, but said, "Let's do more exercise, if it doesn't work, order takeaway."

"..." What the hell is a takeaway!

Nothing that happened tonight was in line with common sense!

In the end, not only did Mu Feng not get any words out, but every sentence was prevaricated by Nian Qi.He had never been so discouraged before, what he said was like a scalpel stuck in a cotton sheath, and he was extremely depressed.

Without much hope, he lowered his head and asked Twenty Seven: "In two days it will be the university celebration, and my lecture that day... will you come?"

Twenty Seven was silent for a few seconds before asking, "What time and where?"

As soon as Mu Feng heard it, there was something going on, so he hurriedly said, "The University of Medical Sciences in City A is quite far from here. When the time comes, I will pick you up?"

This time Nian Qi did not refuse, and nodded in agreement.

Mu Feng's mood changed obviously, and a smile spread across his face.Twenty Seven sent him to the vicinity of the subway station, opened his mouth several times to say something, but still didn't say anything, waved his hands and watched Mu Feng go down the stairs.

He went back to the bookstore, and the old cigarette butt next door was standing at the door, smoking a cigarette butt with a blue mouth.

"your friend?"

Nian Qi was depressed and didn't want to talk too much, "Yes."

The old man took a puff of cigarette, "It's not easy for you to be a wage earner in City A. I heard from your boss that...you don't even have an ID card? Since you have such a good friend, why don't you ask him to help you? "

"The so-called relying on parents at home and relying on friends when going out, you... hey, don't go!"

Twenty-seven slammed the door of the bookstore, ignoring Boss Yan's bad words.

He knew it would be difficult, but no matter how difficult it was, he didn't want to go back and ask Mu Feng for help.

Two days later, Mu Feng borrowed Qi Shaochuan's car and came to pick up Erqi at nine o'clock in the morning.

Twenty-seven had just finished picking up the newly arrived books, and came out of the warehouse, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and while brushing the dust off his clothes, he said, "Sister Hua, the natural history magazines are almost gone, remember to replenish them today." order!"

Sister Hua at the cashier didn't answer for a long time, he was a little surprised, walked up to him and raised his head, only to realize that it was Mu Feng.

With his back turned to him, Mu Feng was flipping through a fashion magazine.

"Young master," Nian Qi called out to him, and Mu Feng immediately turned around, "It's so early."

"...Well, if you have nothing to do, you will arrive early."

Sister Hua looked at the two of them from side to side, and heard Nian Qi call the man who entered the door "Young Master". Although she didn't know what kind of play this was, she could tell from the expressions on the two of them that they had an unusual relationship.

She understood, she automatically made room for them, and told Twenty Seven to go upstairs to rest.

Seeing Sister Hua go upstairs, Nianqi came back and asked Mu Feng, "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

Mu Feng shook his head, "No rush, you go first."

Twenty-seven wanted to pull a small stool or futon for Mu Feng to sit on, but found that he was wearing a very formal black suit, the clothes and pants were ironed evenly without a single pleat, and the white edge of the shirt sleeves was exposed at the cuffs. The tie was tied straight to the neck and fastened with a plain tie clip.

The whole person is tall and straight, with an abstinent air, which suddenly reveals the sense of maturity that cannot be seen normally.

At this time, Nian Qi really felt that Mu Feng was indeed four years older than him.

Although the clothes were appropriate, it was not Mu Feng's usual style after all. He felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Nianqi at this moment, and rubbed his fingers at his cuffs.

Nian Qi retracted his gaze, moved a high chair for Mu Feng to sit on, and asked him to find some books to read.On the other hand, he went to the bookshelf on the inside and continued to tidy up, removing the old books that didn't sell well and replacing them with new ones.

When Mu Feng looked over, he was squatting on the ground drawing a promotional price tag with a marker pen, with the cap of the pen in his mouth, tracing the line meticulously, and then holding up the price tag to dry it.

He had been busy for more than an hour, and Mu Feng just stared at it for an hour.It wasn't until Nian Qi went back to the stairwell to change his clothes and said that he could leave that Mu Feng realized that he had stared at him for too long, and his eyes were sore.

Twenty-seven had asked for leave early with Sister Hua, looked up and yelled upstairs to get Sister Hua's answer, and followed Mu Feng into the car.

Mu Feng's lecture is at two o'clock in the afternoon, which is quite sufficient in terms of time.Because it is the centennial celebration and academic festival, the campus is quite lively, full of people, mainly students who like to toss around, and put the recruitment and exhibition of various clubs on the main road.

The car couldn't move anymore, Mu Feng found an open space to stop the car, and called Nianqi to come down and take a walk.

Although the outdoor temperature is a little lower, but fortunately there is plenty of sunshine, so it doesn't make people feel so cold.

The two walked side by side, and there were a lot of leaflets stuffed in, some were printed and some were handwritten. Twenty-seven received a soft hand before walking a short distance. The whole bosom was full of paper pages, and there was even a brochure from the student union. .

Mu Feng, on the other hand, only had a few of them, and it was so easy to hold them in his hands.

Twenty-seven wondered, "Why are there so few young masters?"

Mu Feng looked at him and smiled, "Because you're like a student. At your age, you're in graduate school." After he finished speaking, Nian Qi was a little dazed.Mu Feng thought for a while and asked, "Do you... want to study, I—"

Before he could say the words "I will offer you", Er Qi refused.

Mu Feng didn't want the good atmosphere to fall into the ice cellar again, so he didn't ask any more questions, and Nian Qi didn't say any more.

At noon, the two ate a bowl of rice in the cafeteria, and just after eating, they ran into the tide of students dismissing class, so many eyes were staring at the empty seats, it was not so much that they walked out after eating, it was better to say He was forced away by those hungry wolf-like eyes.

There was still some time before the lecture, and Mu Feng was sunburned lazily and a little sleepy.He knew there was a sheltered corner with a bench where he used to read in the mornings when he was still studying.

The two sat down next to each other for a break, and they could see the basketball court not far away from the corner of the teaching building.

Mu Feng watched them play, pass, shoot, and cheer, and soon he became sleepy, and his eyes grew by squinting at [-].

Nianqi turned his body sideways to shield him from the wind that blows from time to time, and seeing that his eyes were indeed closed tightly, he raised his hand to touch his cheek.The hands were very warm, Mu Feng followed the temperature he liked, changed the angle and continued to stare.

Mu Feng's breath was close at hand, and his neck was gently swept.

Nian Qi lowered his head and kissed the soft top of the hair. In fact, what he wanted more was to kiss those thin pursed lips.

But what is this.

Mu Feng seemed to feel a little cold in his drowsiness. He stuffed his hands into his pockets, but after a while, he stretched them out again and put them on Nianqi's knee.In his dream, he was also afraid that Er Qi would run away suddenly, so he had to hold him like this to feel at ease.

A card was exposed from the pocket of the suit, and Nian Qi took it out to look at it. It was in Mu Feng's handwriting, about the outline of the afternoon speech.

Then he saw the topic of Mu Feng's speech.

- is "dream".