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

Of course that's not possible.

Mu Shaoai didn't intend to let anyone invade his private space at all.

At least not now.

If Qi Fengyu was allowed to move into his house today, the ending would either be him jumping off the top floor, or he would throw Qi Fengyu down from the top floor.

Fortunately, there are such things as hotels in this world.

Mu Shaoai looked at the tense body of the young man, and smiled reassuringly, "It's okay, I'll give you a hotel room near where I live first. Don't worry, I'll pay for it."

The plan to enter the house was rejected by one vote.

Qi Fengyu clenched his jaw for a moment, and in the next second forced out a smile that was half surprised and half surprised, "Then I will trouble you."

Seeing Mu Shaoai politely help him open the door, watching him quietly dragging the suitcase that doesn't fit him out of the door, the moment he passed by, some long suppressed emotions almost broke through Qi Fengyu's skin.

God knows how much he wanted to tear up the gentlemanly demeanor of the man in front of him.

But... there's nothing wrong with that.

Because this is Mu Shaoai.

Thinking of the man's smug smile, warmth slowly overflowed from the bottom of my heart.

Qi Fengyu told himself to be patient.

There is no parking on the ground of the building where the cafe is located, and the driver is waiting in the parking lot not far away.

The two walked on the road one after the other, and Mu Shaoai secretly couldn't help but peek at the young man obediently following behind him over and over again, the kind of peace and joy that overflowed from the bottom of his heart made him feel as if part of his incompleteness had been filled up.

You don't have to do anything, just stay together like this.

Qi Fengyu felt itchy when he saw it.

"Mr. Mu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?" Qi Fengyu stopped, looked down at the clothes he had chosen according to Mu Shaoai's preferences, and asked knowingly.

"No, there isn't." When the peek was discovered, Mu Shaoai supported the scene with an expressionless dead face.

He glanced at the box behind Qi Fengyu, and thoughtfully said: "May I help you get it?"

Qi Fengyu shook his head and refused: "No need, there are only a few clothes inside, not heavy."

Before this, it was still a social and polite language, but Qi Fengyu couldn't hold it back, and asked sullenly: "Mr. Mu, are you... are you so nice to everyone you know?"

Qi Fengyu was not surprised that he couldn't suppress the sourness in his heart.

He took two quick steps, from following Mu Shaoai to walking beside him, looking straight ahead, and asked curiously as if he was really just chatting, but the hand holding the suitcase slightly retracted Tight, with the corner of his eye, he observed the expression on that person's face without blinking.

Be nice to others? ……him?

Mu Shaoai raised his eyebrows in surprise, he never thought that one day he would hear such praise from others.

He shook his head: "No, no, it's just...um."

You are special.

Mu Shaoai couldn't say it, and just talked nonsense: "...Isn't this what the money owner should do?"

Liar, whose benefactor is so considerate.

Wait, isn't he doing the same to those guys before?

Qi Fengyu was so sour that he almost dropped the box to strike, but he remembered the photo of Mu Shaoai with others that was stolen in his computer with hundreds of G...

He has seen each one.

None of them had the gentle expression that Mu Shaoai showed in front of him just now.

Many photos were captured of the expressions of disgust and impatience.

...Leave him alone for now.

Qi Fengyu stared thoughtfully at Mu Shaoai's expressionless face, then looked away after a while, and teased with a deep meaning: "Then you are really a gentle person."

——"Are you so gentle with everyone?"

An angry and clear boyish voice suddenly echoed in Mu Shaoai's mind, like some kind of flashback fragment, which made him dazed for a moment.

……who?Who is speaking to him?

Mu Shaoai has always been associated with gentleness since he was a child. When he was a child, he rebelled and fought, and finally matured. Then he encountered such a bad thing, and his mental state was in a mess. He couldn't even save himself in time. How can there be any extra softness? Give it to others?

No one would use words like gentle to describe him.

Maybe... Qi Fengyu was the first?

Mu Shaoai shook his head, shaking away the phantom voice in his mind.

Because he was beside Qi Fengyu, he couldn't help relaxing, pursed his lips and smiled, showing a rare shy emotion: "Thank you for your compliment, you are the first person to describe me like this."

The smile on Qi Fengyu's face suddenly froze, and he couldn't even maintain the most basic calm.

He stopped.

Mu Shaoai was fighting against the illusory voice, and walked a certain distance alone, only to realize that Qi Fengyu didn't follow.

He rubbed his temples, turned around and called out in confusion, "Qi Fengyu?"

Qi Fengyu took a light breath, and the throbbing veins on his forehead gradually calmed down.

He walked forward as if nothing had happened, and pulled out a stiff smirk: "It's nothing, Mr. Mu."

Mu Shaoai saw that he behaved as usual, and he felt a vague headache, so he stopped pestering him and said, "Don't call me that, it's weird, just call me Shao Ai."

Qi Fengyu shook his head, and said politely: "Mr. Mu is the boss, how can I call you by your name directly? Since it is not appropriate to call you Mr. Mu, I will call you Mr. Mu."

His tone was soft, but there was a bit of firmness, obviously he had decided not to change anymore.

Mu Shaoai stopped in his tracks, glanced at him, and didn't express his thoughts.

If this Mr. Mu, Mr. who can change from an honorific title to another meaning... sounds good?

There was a hidden smile in Mu Shaoai's eyes, but he didn't notice that Qi Fengyu looked at him like a blizzard that would not melt all year round, and even his right hand was tightly clenched all the time.

Qi Fengyu repeatedly recalled the natural intimacy and familiarity when he called himself "Feng Yu", thinking that this was the first time someone described him as gentle, and he didn't care, and his nails pricked his palms.

—Is there any truth in his mouth?

After signing the contract that day, Mu Shaoai arranged Qi Fengyu in a hotel near his apartment, and then went to have a meal together, but he received a call from Assistant Yu when he was halfway through the meal.

There were some problems with a project in cooperation with the government, which he had to deal with personally.

He didn't have time to finish his meal, so he paid the bill in a hurry, and told Qi Fengyu to go back to the company by himself.

For the next few days, he was busy dealing with project issues. He almost had to live in the company, and even led everyone in the company to work overtime for several days, until Friday night. Qi Fengyu, who only had contact with him online, took the initiative to call him.

When Mu Shaoai received the call, he was eating lunch in the office. There was a meeting half an hour later. His time was so tight that when he answered the phone, his tone was not very good: "Hey, what——"

Before he could finish his sentence, he swallowed it back and softened his tone: "...what's wrong?"

He has an intuition that Qi Fengyu is not the kind of person who will play petty temper

Facts have proved that his perception of Qi Fengyu is correct.

"Mr. Mu..." Qi Fengyu's voice was low and smooth, with an indescribably strange tone, "I received a call..."

This weird beginning confused Mu Shaoai, and he asked slowly, "...and then?"

Qi Fengyu still spoke in that weird and soft tone: "The person on the other side of the phone said that her name is Li Qin, and she is your mother. Your father came back from a business trip this weekend, let us go there."

Mu Shaoai: "?"

He bit his chopsticks and was stunned. The tingling sensation quickly spread throughout his body.

How did his mother know about Qi Fengyu's existence?And she had never asked about his relationship before, so why did she suddenly ask to go together this time?

"Mr. Mu..." I don't know if it was his illusion, but Qi Fengyu's voice on the other side of the phone also showed a kind of scalp-numbing stiffness, "What do we want to do?"

……How to do?

Elope now... Is it too late?

Mu Shaoai's mind went numb.

He was hoarse and breathless: "Can you pretend that you haven't received this call? No, no, can you pretend that you haven't called me?"

"..." Qi Fengyu didn't expect him to be able to escape like this, and replied speechlessly: "I'm afraid not, your mother knows you very well, she said that if we don't go there, she will take your father and commit suicide... meet me. "

When he said the last three words, he trembled slightly.

Mu Shaoai: "..."

Very good, as expected of his mother, the strong one who can take care of Patriarch Mu.

It looked like he had no choice.

Mu Shaoai had already started to get nervous in advance, and his voice was a little cramped: "Take you to my apartment early tomorrow to find me, and we will discuss what to do after we meet."

"Okay." The person on the opposite side replied simply, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Shaoai slumped in the chair, the worries in his heart made his stomach feel uncomfortable.

He decided to finish the work even if he didn't sleep today, and he could figure out a way to do it all day tomorrow... right?

In order to be able to spare Saturday, Mu Shaoai worked overtime until two o'clock in the morning that night, and it was already past three o'clock when he got home, cleaned up and lay on the bed. Fortunately, he didn't suffer from insomnia that night, but he was concerned about his regular schedule. His habitual high self-confidence made him forget about setting the alarm clock.

The next day, he overslept.

The sunlight outside the window was filtered by the dark blue curtains to filter the harshest color. It gently kissed the young man who was sleeping on his side on the bed. The warmth softened his always serious facial features, until he was heard by the noisy doorbell. The tranquility of the room was shattered.

A naked arm stretched out from under the quilt, and it took a long time to find the phone on the bedside table.

Press the light to see that it is already past ten o'clock.

Mu Shaoai took a deep breath, jumped up from the bed, and because he got up too violently, his eyes were dizzy and dark, and he couldn't help but groaned lowly while covering his forehead.

He remembered that he seemed to have asked Qi Fengyu over to discuss countermeasures in the morning...

When the eyes became clear again, the doorbell had rang for almost a minute, Mu Shaoai didn't care to clean himself up, got up from the bed in a hurry, put on his clothes in a hurry, and ran to the door to open it for Qi Fengyu.

Qi Fengyu was getting impatient waiting, but he didn't expect that when the door opened, he would see Mu Shaoai like this.

Mu Shaoai didn't even have time to run his hands through his hair. His short hair was stuck up here and there, frantically as if he was going to a rock concert. The buttons on his shirt were misplaced, two of the three buttonholes were buttoned. , so the smooth fabric folded a weird bulge in the middle, but he himself didn't notice it.

...it's oversleeping.

The gully between Qi Fengyu's eyebrows was subconsciously flattened, his slightly thin lips curled upwards, his eyes were slightly curved, and his inorganic black pupils flowed with an uncontrollable smile, and everything he wanted to say was suppressed.

Seeing Qi Fengyu's suppressed smile, Mu Shaoai realized that there might be something wrong with his image, and his face turned red.

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