Muzifufu's daily life

When Mu Zijun arrived downstairs in the apartment, he saw a familiar figure, "Amu?"

Amumu nodded at him, "You are so slow."

Mu Zijun was puzzled, "Do you live here?"

Amumu shook his head, "You live here."

Mu Zijun's eyes widened, "You want to live with me right after we met?!" Fuck you are too open!

Amumu was stunned, "No." He said expressionlessly, "My mother said that she will take you home."

Mu Zijun was stunned, "Then why don't you use a bicycle to drive me?"

Amumu: "You are 12 years old, you can't carry it."

Mu Zijun held his forehead, "Is it because I am too old?"

Amumu: "..." I didn't say it.

Mu Zijun sighed, "We can push the cart and walk back together, and we can chat on the way..." Why did you come up with such a cowardly method? !

Amumu suddenly realized, "Good idea."

Mu Zijun smiled proudly, "Of course, I came up with a solution."

Amumu suggested: "Why don't you come and take me home now, we can chat on the road."

Mu Zijun: "...hehehe." What the hell!

Mu Zijun twitched his mouth, "Then you send me back, I send you back, you send me back again, I send you back again? Then we can chat many times!"

Amumu suddenly realized, "Good idea."

Mu Zijun: "..." You did it on purpose, right?

"But let's forget about it today." Amumu scratched his head, "I have to go back to play."

Mu Zijun was tired and waved his hand, "Go, go."

Amumu got on the bike, turned around and left, and turned back after a while.

Mu Zijun: "Why did you come back again? Did you drop something? Don't know the way?"

Amumu shook his head, "I watched you go upstairs."

Mu Zijun froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "This is the elevator room! What do you think?"

Amumu was also stunned, then frowned, "Then what should I do?"

"How about it," Mu Zijun smiled slightly, and pointed out, "I live on the seventeenth floor, that window. The light turns on three times, which means I'm home."

When Mu Zijun got home, he turned on the light twice, then suddenly got a second thought and stopped turning it on for a third time.

After a while, as expected, the phone rang, and the caller ID was "Amumu".

Mu Zijun looked at the phone and "hummed", and the corners of his mouth couldn't be restrained, "You have a heart."

Then he mercifully turned on the light.

Not long after Mu Zijun came home, Mu Zi's mother made a desperate call.

Muzi's mother: "How is it?"

Mu Zijun: "It's okay..."

"What's okay? You child can explain clearly!" Muzi's mother didn't let it go, "Is it okay for a person, or for a blind date?"

Mu Zijun had a headache, "It's all okay."

Muzi's mother: "Oh, I finally met someone you are satisfied with!"

Mu Zijun: "..." Hehe, it depends on who you compare with.

Muzi's mother: "But do people like you? Can you get along?"

Mu Zijun: "..." He has always been the only one who looks down on others, okay?

Muzi's mother: "Hey, why don't you talk? Son, it doesn't matter if you can't get along with this! Mom found another one for you. He just got divorced and his son is only 6 years old..."

"Mom! Don't bother you!" Mu Zijun quickly interrupted, "I succeeded in holding hands!"

Muzi's mother was stunned for a moment, covered her mouth and smiled, "Oh, I just met you and now I'm holding hands! Young man, you're so anxious! Oh ho ho ho ho ho..."

Mu Zijun held his forehead: "..."

Amumu was playing the game at a high level, and Amu's mother picked up his ears.

Amu's mother roared: "Stinky boy, you don't report the situation after the blind date? You just know how to play! What else can you do besides doing experiments and playing games?!"

Amumu stared at the computer screen intently, "I will still find a wife."

Amu Ma happily went to give out wedding candies to the guests of the mahjong workshop.

Before going to bed, an unfamiliar number called.

Mu Zijun answered the phone: "Hi, may I ask..."

Amumu: "It's me."

Mu Zijun was taken aback, then smiled and said, "It's Amu. What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Amumu: "It's okay."

Mu Zijun: "..." It's okay, make a crazy call!Goblin!

Mu Zijun thought about it for a second, and laughed in a low voice: "You don't know...you miss me, don't you?"

Amumu: "No."

Mu Zijun: "..." Duplicity!It must be duplicity!

Amumu: "My mother misses you."

Mu Zijun: "...Heh, heh, da!"

"Crack!" Mu Zijun hung up the phone angrily.

Suddenly, another call came in.

Mu Zijun: "Hey, Mom, are you still asleep?"

Muzi's mother: "Muzi, you've been home for so long, have you called Amu?"

Mu Zijun: "...No."

Muzi's mother: "Then hurry up!"

Mu Zijun dialed Amumu's number reluctantly, "Amu..."

Amumu: "Huh?"

Mu Zijun: "My mother misses you too."

Amumu: "..."