Muzifufu's daily life

Mu Zijun went to develop the photos taken during these days, and sat on the ground with Yan Jian and stuffed them into the photo album.

After putting away the new photo, Yan Jian casually flipped through it, "Damn it, you still have it?!"

Mu Zijun was at a loss: "What?"

Yan Jian flipped through the photos of Mu Zijun and his ex-boyfriends page by page, "Aren't you afraid of being seen by Amu?"

"So what?" Mu Zijun stared, "This is all my life experience, so I don't want to lose it."

Yan Jian said "tsk tut" twice, "If my girlfriend sees that I still have photos of my ex, she must break up with me."

Mu Zijun: "Then did you accept it?"

"Of course... I accept it!" Yan Jianli said confidently, "That's all my life experience."

Mu Zijun smiled: "No wonder your girlfriend broke up with you."

"Don't mention it!" Yan Juan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Every girlfriend is an upside-down, and finally dumped me... I'm so drunk."

Mu Zijun covered his face, "Did you forget? I was also posted upside down and then dumped."

The two pairs of teary eyes looked at each other and sighed in unison.

Yan Jian suddenly said: "No, you are not being posted backwards, you are being posted rightly!"

Mu Zijun kicked him, and continued to say sadly: "Anyway, he is being dumped, so let him be right upside down!"

Yan Jian sighed and looked up at the sky, then patted Mu Zijun on the shoulder.Suddenly, a flash of inspiration: "Tell me, if the two of us are together, who will dump first?"

Mu Zijun smiled and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Then tell me first, if the two of us are together, who will stick to whom?"

Yan Jian: "Nonsense, of course you are the one who betrayed me!"

Mu Zijun raised his face and stared at him, "Why?!"

Yan Jian took it for granted, "You are such a mother..."

"Where am I?" Mu Zijun snorted, "I dare to enter the haunted house, how dare you!"

Yan Jian counterattacked: "I dare to take the jumping machine, how dare you!"

Mu Zijun: "I dare to eat durian, how dare you!"

Yan Jian: "I dare to eat cockroaches, how dare you!"

"Well, you are from Guangzhou! Pervert!" Mu Zijun made a nauseous expression.

Words are both deceptive: "How is it? You dare not?"

Mu Zijun was speechless: "I..."

Yan Jian shook his legs, "Just admit it! Mother, mother, Qiang!"

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Mu Zijun hummed, and angrily went to open the door. Seeing Amumu standing outside the door, he suddenly had an idea.

Mu Zijun turned his head, smiled at Yan Jianxie who came out of the room, then grabbed Amumu by the collar, tiptoed and kissed him.

After kissing Amumu, who let go of his head and began to smoke, he raised his chin at Chaoyan:

"I dare to kiss a man, do you dare?"

Yan Jian had a "fuck" face, then closed his eyes, took a breath, and made a "fight" expression.Stepping forward a few steps, he hugged Amumu Honghong's head, and bumped his mouth into it.

"I dare!"

The three of them were dumbfounded immediately, and it took nearly a minute to recover.

Amumu covered his mouth and squatted in the corner of the entrance, curling himself into a ball, trembling while smoking.

Mu Zijun jumped up and chased after Yan Jian, "Damn it, you dare to touch my man?!"

Yan Jian rushed into the bathroom and started to retch, "Damn it, I kissed a man?!"

Amumu suddenly felt that the hand covering his mouth was wet, and he saw that there was blood in the palm of his hand, presumably because his lips were cut just now.

He covered his mouth and stood up, ready to find a tissue to wipe the blood.Walking into the living room, he took out a piece of paper and covered his mouth, only to find a thick photo album spread out on the sofa.Amumu couldn't help looking at the photo album.

It was an old-fashioned pasted-up photo album, very thick and old.On the opened page, the kraft paper was a little yellowed, and the corners were already a little curled.

And Muzi in the photo is still very young.Probably in college, Amumu guessed.

In the photo, Muzi is sitting in the snow, wearing a thick scarf and hat, showing a red nose and a young smiling face.A young man crouched behind Muzi, wearing a scarf of the same style, hugging him from behind.The two of them folded their hands together and made a "yeah" gesture with the other hand.

At that time, Muzi would still wear bulky thick padded jackets in winter, and he didn't care about his appearance.

Amumu looked up and saw that Mu Zijun and Yan Jian were still arguing in the bathroom.So he turned the page back, page after page.

Every few pages, the protagonist next to Muzi will change to another person, and on the last page, it is himself—just a few days ago, the photo of himself pushing Muzi’s skateboard.

Amumu knew that the people next to Muzi in the photo album were his previous boyfriends.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Zijun came out of the bathroom, and Yan Jian had already gone to the study.

Mu Zijun was taken aback when he saw the photo album in Amumu's hand.

Amumu pointed to the photo album and asked, "Can I see it?"

"Uh..." Mu Zijun rubbed his nose, although he answered straightforwardly when Yan Jian asked him if he was afraid of being seen by Da Mu, but when things happened, he still couldn't help feeling guilty.

Mu Zijun sat next to Amumu, "Look... But! You can't get angry after seeing it!"

Amumu nodded.

Mu Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that Amumu had not moved, and asked, "Don't you want to see it? Why didn't you move?"

Amumu expressionless: "I've seen it."

Mu Zijun rushed forward, hugged his neck with both hands, and strangled his waist with his legs, "Okay you! Have you learned how to chop first and play later?!"

Amumu was so strangled that he could hardly breathe, so he had no choice but to hold Mu Zijun's arms, turn over and press down on his legs, restraining him on the sofa.

Mu Zijun's whole body was pressed under Amumu's body, and he couldn't help feeling a little turbulent.Laughed: "You like to be on the sofa"

Amumu froze for a moment, the roots of his ears began to turn red, "No..."

Mu Zijun looked funny, and wanted to pinch his ears, but couldn't because his hands were pressed.He had no choice but to raise his chin slightly to touch Amumu's lips.

When the lips touched, Amumu trembled like an electric shock, and then turned his head away.

Mu Zijun was deciding to make persistent efforts, but he heard Amumu say, "I'll ask you."

"What?" Mu Zijun opened his eyes wide, pretending to be innocent, but in fact he was already prepared.

Amumu pursed his lips, "How long have you known Aqian?"

Mu Zijun froze for a moment, then smiled, "I thought you were going to ask about the photo album. A-Qian and I have known each other since we were born."

Amumu let out an "oh", and then stopped talking.

Mu Zijun gently rubbed Amumu's cheek with his nose, and continued:

"Our parents are both colleagues and distant relatives. The relationship between the two has always been very good. We were born in the same delivery room on the same day, a kindergarten, an elementary school, a junior high school, a high school, and a university in the same city. Later, I went abroad After a trip, I bought this apartment with him as a joint venture when I came back... What, are you jealous of him?"

Amumu froze for a moment, shook his head, nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "That's great."

The people around Muzi in the photos are constantly changing, but Amumu can tell that all the photos, except for selfies, are all made by the same person.That person is used to placing people on the left side of the photo, just like the group photo he took for Muzi and Amu that day.

Although it was a group photo of several people, there was no figure of that person in the photo.But all the photos can prove that he has always been there.

——It’s really enviable and jealous.

Amumu let go of Mu Zijun, sat on the corner of the sofa, hugged his knees and looked at the ceiling.After a long silence, he slowly said: "I have a friend..."

Mu Zijun had a premonition that there was gossip, so he hurried over and hugged Amumu's waist, "Do you like him?"

Amumu: "..."

Mu Zijun: "...?"

Amumu: "..."

Mu Zijun went crazy: "I owe it! I owe it! Why don't you just say it!"

Amumu remained expressionless for a while before saying, "I like him."

Mu Zijun: "..." Are you kidding me? !

Mu Zijun hugged Amumu's waist and shook violently, "I want to hear something specific!"