After losing his memory, he was chased by his green tea ex-boyfriend

Qi Fengyu acted neatly, and that night he checked into Mu Shaoai's apartment with his small suitcase with cartoon stickers on it.

Mu Shaoai asked Sister Zhao to tidy up the second bedroom and the guest room on the second floor in advance, and when they arrived, he took Qi Fengyu to choose the room.

He pushed open the door of the second bedroom, and patiently introduced: "The second bedroom is bigger, facing the south, the sunlight will be better, and the supporting things are more complete, but it is closer to my room, and the bathroom is connected to the master bedroom. Shared……"

The two bedrooms are next to each other, the only bathroom on the second floor is located at the corner, and the master bedroom and the second bedroom each have an entrance and exit door.

When Mu Shaoai bought this apartment, he never thought that this apartment would welcome another resident, nor did he consider whether sharing the bathroom would cause trouble to the resident in the second bedroom.

But now, facing this embarrassing layout, Mu Shaoai can only give Qi Fengyu another choice, "There is another choice, the guest room at the end of the corridor, but the room is a bit small, and it faces west. If you need to go to the bathroom, you have to go down to the first floor. But don’t worry, the beds in the two bedrooms are all new, you can choose whichever one you want.”

In fact, his inclination was obvious, he didn't want Qi Fengyu to live in that small and dark guest room, but he really didn't dare to speak directly to make suggestions to Qi Fengyu.

That's too much like bad intentions.

Although he didn't mean it that way.

Qi Fengyu followed behind him, first visited the second bedroom with huge floor-to-ceiling windows and a beautiful night view, and followed him around the guest room at the end of the corridor.When entering the guest room, Qi Fengyu frowned slightly, which made Mu Shaoai guess his choice.

Finally, Qi Fengyu stood in the corridor, recalled what he just said, and asked him thoughtfully: "So, I can't use the bathroom in the second bedroom, right?"

"?" Mu Shaoai didn't know what twists and turns his brain had gone through to come up with such an outrageous answer, "No, of course you can."

He waved his hands dumbfounded: "The reason why the bathroom exists is for people to use it, and I don't live in the bathroom... What's more, the door of the bathroom can be locked from the inside, so you can use it casually when there is no one in it."

Qi Fengyu stared at Mu Shaoai's reddish ear tips due to embarrassment, a smile flashed deep in his eyes, but he smiled shyly on his face, lowered his head and said softly: "Don't worry, except for emergencies, I will try my best to Use the downstairs restroom."

"...I'm not worried." Mu Shaoai was a little powerless by what he said, but he didn't force it. After all, it was strange to force Qi Fengyu to share the bathroom with him. "Then it's decided? You live in the second bedroom?"

Qi Fengyu nodded.

That's how it was settled.

If you ask Mu Shaoai what is the difference between living together and living alone, then he will answer "no difference".

At least this is the case for Mu Shaoai.

He still strictly and rigidly maintained his own work and rest habits. When he woke up the next day, he even forgot that there was another person living next door, until Sister Zhao served breakfast for two, and strangely walked towards the second floor. After taking a look, he remembered Qi Fengyu's existence.

...I didn't expect Qi Fengyu to be a person who would sleep in late.

Mu Shaoai, who is used to getting up at seven o'clock in the morning on weekdays, defines anyone who hasn't gotten up after he wakes up as a person who sleeps in.

Sister Zhao looked at his frowning, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, do you need me to go upstairs and call him? Or put away this breakfast first?"

Mu Shaoai took a sip of coffee, and came to his senses completely under the influence of the drug. He shook his head and refused, "It's okay, I'll call. Sister Zhao, you can go back when you're done with your work. I'll put away the tableware after breakfast." In the dishwasher."

He didn't want other people to see him getting along with Qi Fengyu, it would make him feel uncomfortable that his privacy was violated.

After working for half a year, Sister Zhao got a little bit of the character of the employer, especially about the employer's taboos. She didn't ask much, and left directly after cleaning the kitchen.

When she went out, Mu Shaoai was already standing at the door of the second bedroom, he took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the door of the second bedroom.

dong dong dong-

Mu Shaoai didn't know what he was nervous about, but he was indeed nervous, his ears were pricked up, and he could clearly catch even the slightest sound coming from the room.

There was no sound for the first 2 minutes. Just when Mu Shaoai was hesitating whether to knock on the door again, there was a loud sound of something falling in the room——

Correction, it should not be a thing, but someone.

Mu Shaoai was taken aback, and knocked on the door anxiously, "Qi Fengyu? Qi Fengyu? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm up..." An extremely hoarse voice came from inside the door, Qi Fengyu paused, "Wait a minute."

Then there was another 2 minutes of silence, and then there was the rustling sound of slippers rubbing against the wooden floor, and the next moment, the door opened, and Mu Shaoai looked in worriedly, but was caught off guard by someone's fair and well-textured chest .

Even some of the bumps are peeking out at the edges of the fabric.

So what Mu Shaoai wanted to say got stuck in his throat, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Qi Fengyu obviously didn't wake up, with a pair of huge dark circles under his eyes, his hair was messy, his pajamas were only fastened with two buttons in the center of his abdomen, and the waist of his trousers was also askew, revealing half of his thin waist and the mermaid stretching down Line, he put one hand on the door frame, his body leaned slightly to be supported by the hand on the door frame, his pale thin lips were drawn into a straight line, and his whole body exuded an unpleasant low air pressure.

It's a bit like a beast after being harassed, waiting to choose someone to eat.

Mu Shaoai's face turned red little by little, he with difficulty retracted his gaze from the depression in the man's chest, glanced down and bounced off as if scalded, and locked firmly on Qi Fengyu's handsome face Don't dare to move.

Soon, his attention was drawn away by the thick dark circles on Zhang Jun's face, and he blurted out a concerned question: "You didn't sleep well last night? What time did you go to bed?"

"Maybe it's four or five o'clock? I can't remember clearly... Anyway, when I fell asleep, I felt that it was almost dawn." Qi Fengyu was still not too awake, and yawned with tears in his eyes, and then began to stare blankly at the person at the door in a daze.

——To be honest, realizing that Mu Shaoai was sleeping in the room next to him, and he could easily break into his room through the shared bathroom, Qi Fengyu was still able to sleep.

However, people still need sleep after all. After tossing and turning all night, he finally couldn't bear the frequent drowsiness when it was dawn, and passed out in a daze. On the edge of the bed, staring at the man's face that looked extraordinarily gentle because of his deep sleep.

However, just a second before he wanted to press up, a knock on the door woke him up from his dream.

Mu Shaoai looked at Qi Fengyu's so sleepy that his eyes were dazed and his consciousness was dull. The rules and regulations that had always been strict with himself and others seemed to suddenly become a speck of dust on his shoulders, and there was no other possibility except to be swept away.

Since he's so sleepy, either...or don't call him for breakfast and let him go back to sleep for a while?

Besides, the reason why he didn't sleep well must be because he had just moved to his apartment, and it was difficult to fall asleep under the dual effects of strangeness and anxiety.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he shouldn't be forced to go downstairs for dinner...

Mu Shaoai kicked his strict time schedule away silently, and comforted him: "In this case, you can go back and sleep again. Sister Zhao made breakfast, and I will put your share in the refrigerator later Here, after you wake up, warm it up before eating."

As he said that, he wanted to push Qi Fengyu back to the room, but the latter's pajamas were really casual, and Mu Shaoai was afraid that someone would drag him off if he touched him, so he hesitated for a long time but couldn't find a place to start.

Even though Qi Fengyu's mind is not clear enough, he still instinctively wants to be with this person.

He quickly analyzed Mu Shaoai's words, and lowered his head slightly as if probing, his chin almost resting on Mu Shaoai's shoulder: "Are you here to ask me to go downstairs for breakfast?"

His voice was indescribably sexy because of his low hoarseness from sleep, and his heavy panting sprayed on Mu Shaoai's neck again. He trembled slightly, and the heat spread from his earlobe to his whole body.

"Yeah." He snorted softly from his nose, in order to enjoy such an intimate gesture for a little longer, he was stiff and motionless.

Qi Fengyu's mind turned around again with difficulty. Between the two choices of going back to continue the dream and staying with the real Mu Shaoai, there is no doubt that there is no need for too much hesitation.

He reached out and grabbed the shirt fabric piled up around Mu Shaoai's waist, and insisted, "I'm with you."

Shirts were originally close-fitting clothing, even if Qi Fengyu's hands didn't really touch Mu Shaoai's body, the high fever still faintly passed through the fabric continuously.

Mu Shaoai couldn't refuse this request at all.

He seemed to calmly lead Qi Fengyu forward, and when he reached the stairs, he became a little sober.

Mu Shaoai turned his head and glanced at Qi Fengyu's still dazed face, hesitated for a moment, unable to resist the soft whisper of the little devil in his heart, took advantage of the man's unconsciousness, and pulled away his hand that was pinching the fabric of his shirt. Holding his hand in his hand, he whispered pretending to be considerate: "Pay attention to the stairs, should I lead you? Don't fall."

Mu Shaoai held Qi Fengyu's hand like taking care of an old man with handicapped legs, and went downstairs very slowly step by step.

Slow enough for an 80-year-old man to go up and down five stairs, they finally reached the first floor.

Mu Shaoai had no choice but to let go of his hand regretfully, because he found that Qi Fengyu had already got rid of the state of not waking up during the time he deliberately dawdled.

Qi Fengyu broke away from his hand, but did not comment on his behavior of taking advantage, quietly followed him to the restaurant, passed the living room halfway, glanced at his watch, couldn't help but sighed: "It's only [-]:[-] Moment?"

"A quarter past eight?" Mu Shaoai's brain's hormones were suddenly emptied, and he subconsciously looked in the direction Qi Fengyu was looking at.

He was going out at 08:30, why did he feel like he didn't do anything, and half an hour passed like that?

Mu Shaoai couldn't care less about continuing to enjoy the time alone with Qi Fengyu, so he rushed into the dining room in a hurry and quickly finished the breakfast.

When he finished his breakfast and was about to leave, Qi Fengyu had just eaten half an fried egg, and stared at him with some confusion: "Eating so fast is bad for your stomach... Do you have a meeting in the morning?"

Mu Shaoai shook his head, "No, I'm used to going out at 08:30."

He didn't say much, looked up at his watch, and saw that there were still 5 minutes to spare, so he relaxed a little and began to arrange his clothes leisurely, not forgetting to tell Qi Fengyu: "After eating, put the dishes in the laundry room. Just put it in the bowl machine, you can make your own lunch or order takeaway, the password of the apartment is XXX, just call me if you need anything.”

Qi Fengyu bit half a piece of toast, looked at Mu Shaoai's behavior of frequently looking at his watch, and frowned slightly. He couldn't help thinking of a certain colored note that he saw when flipping through professional books yesterday—if he couldn't return to normal life, Patients can try to regain control of their lives by trying the simplest parts.

For example, time.

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The illness I suffer is made up, everything is for the sake of my feelings, don’t take it seriously_(:з」∠)_