MTL - Take It Easy-Chapter 110 surname

Don't you have my name on you too?

Mu Qinglin hugged her, her voice was hoarse and intermittent, "Xiao Jiu, I just want to ask: what's your fault in this matter?"

Zhou Yi understood, she didn't speak, she lowered her head and kissed Mu Qinglin's scorching skin behind her ear.

Mu Qinglin tilted his head to meet him, his wet eyes looked at the silent Xinghuo outside the window. Soon, the joy that permeated her bones forced her to open her mouth, and the melodious voice in her throat was like the wind.

…

The rare and peaceful night slipped quietly through the fingers.

Zhou Yi woke up in Mu Qinglin's arms, seeing her sleeping peacefully, she thought she was dreaming for a second, she carefully stretched out her hand, trying to touch Mu Qinglin's clear nasal bone.

He stretched out his fingers and curled them up again, hesitated for two or three minutes, and finally took his hands back reluctantly.

Forget it, she will wake up when she touches the dream, and she wants to do it for a while longer.

Mu Qinglin, who woke up early, couldn't pretend anymore, opened her eyes, smiled helplessly, and said, "Do you want to touch it or not?"

Zhou Yi was startled, it turned out that he was not dreaming.

She threw such a big problem to her sister. Her sister hesitated, but after only a moment of hesitation, she firmly chose her.

It seems so.

If I knew it earlier, if I knew it earlier, she shouldn't bother?

"Sister—" Zhou Yi's dry throat was filled with indistinct moisture.

Mu Qinglin said "Mmm", moved the hand on Zhou Yi's waist behind her, hugged her tightly, and said, "It's okay..."

Her voice was very low, filtering through the bright morning light, Zhou Yi's heart felt sore when she heard it.

"I'm fine, what do you do?" Zhou Yi asked stubbornly.

Mu Qinglin opened his eyes, and his quiet eyes lowered, looking at Zhou Yi's raised face, "As long as you stay well, there is no problem that I can't solve."

Zhou Yi's unrealistic heart was crowded by Mu Qinglin's words, she bluntly raised her chin and kissed her, but was turned over by Mu Qinglin, feeling distressed that her passionate kiss became soft as soon as it touched her shoulder Be careful, so I had no choice but to resist, turning my back to her, feeling the numbness of her delicate kiss on the back and the deadly stimulation of her fingers slipping into the body.

—

Today is still a full day.

Mu Qinglin was away in the morning, so Zhou Yi came to Provincial Taiwan by himself.

An Xiang was ordered to pick her up, and told her to keep her mouth shut if she could. The seniors quarreled, and if it was serious, she would be pointed at her nose and scolded for being underdeveloped.

Zhou Yi promised well, but when she really talked about inappropriate content, she didn't pat the table and stand up to scold like Wan Qianli and Duan Yi. She just leaned back in the chair, pressed her eyes, and lowered her voice. An Xiang silently gave a thumbs up to the side, and whispered to Li Xiong, "I believe Mr. Zhou is the deputy captain of the patrol team, so fierce."

At ten o'clock, during the halftime break, Wan Qianli, who was exhausted from the quarrel, drank life-extending coffee and asked Zhou Yi, "When will Mu Qinglin come over today?"

"Why do you ask Mr. Zhou about my master's whereabouts?" An Xiang asked before Zhou Yi could speak.

He was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly serious, "A man's sixth sense tells me that you, Mr. Zhou, are the only one who knows about Mu Qinglin's itinerary."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at Zhou Yi at the same time, their four eyes sparkling.

Zhou Yi's scalp was numb from being stared at, and he touched the tip of his nose with his knuckles, and said, "Before lunch..."

Wanqianli immediately shouted, "Look, look! This is all from experience, learn from it!"

An Xiang was confused, "Can you still learn the sixth sense?"

Wan Qianli said, "Obviously not."

An Xiang, "..." The art of speaking emotionally is to put this here and this here?

An Xiang ran to argue with Wanqianli.

Zhou Yi listened absent-mindedly, clicking on WeChat occasionally.

It has been almost three hours since we separated in the morning, and I don't know what her sister is doing.

Strange to say, she seems to... miss her a little bit.

No, it shouldn't be a little bit, it's because her mind is full of her when she is free for a while. That feeling is the same as that of a girl Huaichun, her heart beats fast, her face becomes hot, hazy and shy.

She used to go to school, and she never had such a strong thought when she was away from home for a week.

Or maybe it was because I was bold back then, whenever I thought of her, I would immediately send her a WeChat message or call her for comfort, but now...

Zhou Yi swiped her finger on the WeChat page, and did not dare to click on the chat record with Mu Qinglin. She was a little timid. This timidity has been entrenched in her body for five years, and it has become a part of her consciousness. One day, she would subconsciously lower her head when facing people and things from the past, especially when facing Mu Qinglin.

She was actually afraid that it would continue to be like this.

This is to prevent Mu Qinglin from letting her pass.

Zhou Yi tapped her finger on the screen for a few seconds, without giving herself a moment of hesitation, she quickly sent Mu Qinglin a sentence: [Sister, when are you coming? 】

Mu Qinglin failed to reply to this WeChat message in time. She was in the cemetery and her phone was left in the car.

Mu Zhenghuai, who was waiting for her in the car, saw the WeChat reminder from the notification on the screen, hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up his phone and walked into the cemetery.

From 8 o'clock in the morning to now, Mu Qinglin has knelt in front of Shang Ning's grave for more than two hours.

Like every time she came here before, she didn't say much, she just missed her and came over to take a look, but this time she had something on her mind.

Mu Zhenghuai walked to Mu Qinglin's side, sighed, and said, "Get up..."

Mu Qinglin's face is pale, and after being exposed to the sun for so long, her neck is already flushed, and it will start to itch later, if the medicine is not applied in time, it will be very uncomfortable.

Mu Qinglin gave a "hmm" and didn't get up immediately, but looked up at the photo on the tombstone and said softly, "Mom, you won't blame me, right?"

Mu Zhenghuai gripped the phone tightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

He already knew about Zhou Yi's parents.

Early this morning, Mu Qinglin called him out and told him about it.

To be honest, his first reaction was that they couldn't be together.

Either he wanted to blame Zhou Yi for his previous generation's affairs, or he felt sorry for his daughter. Mu Qinglin was too capable of hiding things in his heart. There were still so many years to come. He was afraid that she would not be completely relieved and the days would pass slowly, but she said, "Dad, it's not that difficult. I only hesitated for a short while. Time will tell, and I'll always want her more than anyone else's fault."

With words like this, what else can Mu Zhenghuai persuade?

Afraid that she would have trouble speaking in front of Shang Ning, he even asked a teacher from the same department to help him with the lessons he had never missed since the beginning of teaching. .

"No..." Mu Zhenghuai said slowly but forcefully, "Your mother is a very open-minded person. Although her life is short, she has been doing what she likes, and she has lived up to the decades she has lived.

You are her proud daughter, and she only wishes for your happiness, so she won't blame you. Besides, didn't you say that the child did nothing wrong, so how could your mother blame you for liking her? If she was really so indifferent, she wouldn't be missed by the old people in the patrol team and revered by the newcomers. "

Mu Qinglin knew that she was just a little hypocritical.

Mu Zhenghuai understood Mu Qinglin's character—her strength was flesh and blood, not an unconscious rock, otherwise he wouldn't have had that conversation with her in a hurry after seeing Zhou Yi, and wouldn't have turned away after seeing her flinch. And using Ren Bochuan to test Mu Qinglin, let alone say "you think about it" to a 34-year-old adult who no longer needs his parents to decide, just because he has to make a choice.

All his unnecessary actions were just to keep her from getting hurt again.

Now, she pressed the opponent's shoulders and took the initiative to meet those thorns with her body. He couldn't protect him, so he could only follow along, hoping that one day, the support and blessings of relatives and friends could give her a clear answer for Shang Ning, who was no longer able to speak, so that she could grow old with the girl she liked without any distractions.

"Yanyan, Dad lived with your mother, and knowing her, you can completely believe what Dad said just now." Mu Zhenghuai said.

Mu Qinglin nodded, "I believe..."

Mu Zhenghuai, "Then get up. The sun is so bright, if you really show yourself in the sun, Dad will have to kneel here to explain to your mother."

Mu Qinglin was amused by Mu Zhenghuai, straightened the flowers brought to Shang Ning, and stood up with support on her hands.

Kneeling on the concrete floor for a long time, Mu Qinglin's knees hurt badly and her legs were stiff. Mu Zhenghuai supported her and said, "Dad is old and can't carry you on his back. Next time, I will bring Zhou Yi with me. She is now Isn't it the deputy captain of the patrol team, you should be more than enough to carry it."

Mu Qinglin pursed her lips and smiled, "It will take a while."

She said that it was her own business to digest this entanglement, if Zhou Yi saw the process, maybe something would happen again.

She has a bad temper now, if she dares to take a step back, she may be unable to control herself.

When she pulled her clothes last night, her skin turned red.

"Dad, it's okay, you don't need to worry about me." Mu Qinglin pulled out the arm supported by Mu Zhenghuai and said.

Mu Zhenghuai was skeptical, saw her staggered a few steps and then followed up with confidence. He handed her the phone and said, "Zhou Yi sent you a WeChat message."

Mu Qinglin took the phone, saw the content sent by Zhou Yi, her eyes softened immediately, and asked her: 【Miss me? 】

Zhou Yi replied in seconds: [Thinking]

Mu Qinglin looked at the screen, and a smile quickly spread on his lips, warmer than the midsummer sun.

After leaving the cemetery, Mu Qinglin sent Mu Zhenghuai to the research institute first.

Before he got out of the car, Mu Qinglin said seriously, "Dad, thank you."

Mu Zhenghuai paused as he unfastened his seat belt, then raised his head and said, "Why are you being polite to Dad, you two can just take care of yourself from now on."

Mu Qinglin said: "Well, Xiao Jiu should be a little scared now, I will accompany her for a while, and when she really doesn't care, I will take her home as a girlfriend to meet you and auntie."

Mu Zhenghuai smiled, "Don't make me wait too long with your aunt."

Mu Qinglin nodded, "Okay..."

Mu Zhenghuai opened the door and got out of the car.

Mu Qinglin shifted gears and left. Soon, the car passed through Shengtai and detoured to the east gate of Hongmen Lane.

—

As the meal time approached, the discussion on the shooting plan came to an end, and a group of people sat in the conference room and waited for the meal.

Mu Qinglin came in suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.

Including Zhou Yi.

But she didn't dare to jump up and run to Mu Qinglin like An Xiang, babbling like a resentful woman, and expressing her miss to her bluntly.

She just watched secretly from the corner of her eye, and her originally idle posture was more tiring than sitting with her back straight.

Mu Qinglin's quiet gaze swept over Zhou Yi, and she smiled instantly. She ignored An Xiang, walked straight to Zhou Yi's side, stroked her hair, and said, "Do you want me to hug her?"

The entire meeting room fell silent, and everyone was as quiet as a chicken.

Li Xiong's eyes were the same as Huozhezi's. The moment An Xiang looked over, a cluster of small flames ignited, and he asked him with his eyes excitedly, "What's the situation?"

An Xiang immediately entered the pantomime mode, pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, showing a solemn face, "Do you think I am someone who dares to speculate on my master's mind at will?"

Li Xiong shook his head with his thoughts, "It's not like..."

The two quickly looked at Mu Qinglin and Zhou Yi.

The latter lowered his eyebrows, unable to see too much emotion, while the former... lowered his head and smiled, the focus in his eyes was so sticky that it could be drawn.

An Xiang's heart skipped a beat, as if he had discovered something he shouldn't understand.

Before he could continue to think, he saw Mu Qing, who couldn't wait for a response, drop her hand, hooked Zhou Yi's earlobe, and asked with a smile, "Didn't you say you missed me?"

Zhou Yi's ears turned red and her legs were shaking, but she still didn't raise her head, and said in a muffled voice, "Mmm..."

Mu Qinglin laughed even harder, "You miss me but don't want me to hug you?"

Zhou Yi is going crazy, so many people in the office are watching, what is her sister doing?

"Sister—" Zhou Yi begged for mercy in a low voice.

Mu Qing pretended not to understand, put her hand on the back of her chair, and said slowly, "I haven't seen you all morning, I actually want you to hug me, but why don't you..."

In the middle of Mu Qinglin's speech, Zhou Yi suddenly stood up, turned the chair around, walked out, passed his hands around Mu Qinglin's waist, put his forehead on her shoulder, and quickly hugged her.

This action was really sudden.

Mu Qinglin let go for two seconds, hugged Zhou Yi back under everyone's shocked expressions, put one hand on the back of her neck, pressed her index finger on the occipital bone, and put her hot face into the socket of her neck.

Zhou Yi's mind was empty, but his heart was full. His buzzing ears were like an amplifier, and he could hear the slight vibration in Mu Qinglin's throat when he spoke.

"Let me introduce. This is my girlfriend Zhou Yi. She is a child and has a bad temper. Please take care of me in the future." Mu Qinglin said with a smile.

An Xiang's guess came true, and he was the first to whistle, followed by Li Xiong.

In the blink of an eye, a pot exploded in the office. The movement was so loud that people in the open office area outside all looked this way.

Zhou Yiren was dumbfounded.

Is their relationship so exposed?

Does her sister still want to continue working here?

It seems that she doesn't have to worry about being looked at differently. All the voices she can hear are congratulations, without a trace of embarrassment.

Zhou Yi tightened his arms around Mu Qinglin's waist, his heart was so soft that it was a mess.

How could the people around her sister be better than the other, which made her want to cry again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's how the story of the last ham ended." Wan Qianli said in a melodious tone.

Duan Yi was not to be outdone, "Mu Qinglin, you brought your daughter-in-law out to meet people, this time you must treat her well."

Mu Qinglin said: "You can choose the place, Xiaojiu and I will be there on time."

Wanqianli immediately greeted people, and the huge freshman office became a bustling vegetable market. Some of them had similar qualifications as Mu Qinglin, and Duan Yizhi, who was especially gossipy, asked her to talk about her relationship history with Zhou Yi, as well as being an apprentice. Seeing that Master has been single for many years and finally single, An Xiang is exaggerating and wiping away tears.

After Mu Qinglin dealt with one crop after another, her head grew dizzy.

Zhou Yi hid in the crescent of her neck and listened, her heart beating so fast that she almost burst out.

At this moment, she seemed to be less timid, and she still wanted to stand beside her in a fair manner, and face these difficult but kind colleagues with her.

The phone rang, and Mu Qinglin took it out of his pocket to answer it.

"Hello, Dean Sun."

"Convenience…"

"Wait for me for a while, I'll find a quiet place and call you back."

Mu Qinglin patted the back of Zhou Yi's head, lowered his hand to hold her, and while smiling and doing Tai Chi with Duan Yi and others who were not forgiving, he led her out, and the most frequent words in his mouth were, "What do you want?" Find me if you know, don't mess with her."

These people really listened, and ran to annoy Mu Qinglin one by one, leaving Zhou Yi to dry, but did not squeeze her out of the enthusiastic encirclement.

Zhou Yi looked down at Mu Qinglin's slender and strong fingers, and the long-lost sense of peace quickly spread in his chest.

When she got outside, Mu Qinglin still didn't let go of her hand, and she communicated with Dean Sun of the Second Hospital about the previous interview in an orderly manner.

Zhou Yi quietly followed her, with bright eyes drifting towards her from time to time.

Glancing past her rolled up cuffs, Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the hand hanging by her side quickly lifted up, pinching her sleeve and lifting it up.

Mu Qinglin tilted his head to look at Zhou Yi's movement, but didn't stop him.

In the next second, the tattoo on the inside of her forearm, which was still covered with a protective film, was exposed in front of Zhou Yi's eyes.

Zhou, her surname, with slightly slanted cursive letters and lines on both sides, is very beautiful, but the overall length accounts for almost a quarter of her forearm.

It is so obvious that people will be able to see it when the sleeves are rolled up a little bit in the future.

Does she really not care at all?

Zhou Yi's fingers touched it through the protective film, and the circles around his eyes were red.

From the official announcement in the office to the tattoo on the forearm, her sister pushed her forward frankly and firmly, allowing her to find the courage to raise her head from the joy of being accepted, and at the same time quietly guarding her side, so that she would not hesitate to bow her head. Lack of dependence.

The sense of security she gave was unprecedented.

"Sister..." Zhou Yi's voice was a little hoarse, "This is too obvious."

Mu Qinglin put the phone in his pocket and said with a smile: "I don't go out on camera now, so I don't have so many things to avoid."

But you don't like neat clothes, you always like to roll up your sleeves.

Zhou Yi wanted to refute this, but she really liked the feeling that Mu Qinglin had something related to herself. So the words of resentment rolled in his mouth and became soft, "Why do you do this all of a sudden?"

Mu Qinglin said, "Not suddenly..."

Zhou Yi raised his head, his red eyes filled with puzzlement.

Mu Qinglin looked down at the bracelet around her wrist and said, "Don't you also have my name on you?"

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