Be careful

Chapter 41

"Go and see the gift I brought back for you." After the movie ended, Mu Chi turned off the camera and rubbed his forehead against the temples of Poplar.

Pu Li was still immersed in the movie just now, with a sad expression on his face: "Buy me a gift?"

Mu Chi thought about restraining himself from giving Poplar anything, but when he came out of the company at night, he passed by a musical instrument store, and there was a guitar hanging in the window that attracted him.

He thought of the melody that Populus had written for him, imagined the appearance of Poplar holding the guitar and playing, and his heart beat fast.

Almost without thinking, he went into the musical instrument store and bought the piano hand-made by the Spanish master for Pu Li.He wanted to see Populus playing for him in person, and even more so that Populus could write a love song exclusively for him.

Populus went downstairs, saw the guitar case, turned around and smiled at Mu Chi.

In front of Mu Chi, he opened the box, and the polished frets on the rosewood fingerboard were extremely exquisite, much better than the one he kept at home.

"Come and watch." Mu Chi urged.

Populus took the guitar out of its case, sat on the sofa, and swept it casually.

When Mu Chi bought the piano, there was already a tuner to help him adjust it. Now Pu Li only needs to fine-tune it while holding it.

"The tone is really good." Pu Li smiled knowingly at Mu Chi, quickly slid his left hand on the neck of the piano, and then dialed out a brisk melody with his right hand.

Mu Chi recognized that it was the piece of music that Pu Li once wrote to him, so he also sat down and listened quietly.

Uncle Hua and the servants at home have gone to rest. At this moment, there are only two Puli and Muchi in the hall, enveloped in the pleasant music, as if the whole world belongs to them.

After Pope played one song, Mu Chi smiled and stared at Pope's expression of concentration and enjoyment.

"Make an EP?" Mu Chi said.

Populus hadn't talked about the piano for a while, and it didn't take long before his fingers became hot.He put down the piano, looked up at Mu Chi, and the eyes of the two met.

"I..." In fact, Populus has not had much confidence in this aspect, because he was not born in a major. When he was in MAXIMUM, his music works were all created by special teachers.

"Don't you want to?" Mu Chi asked Pu Li.

Populus laughed: "I want to, but I can't."

"Not for me?"

Populus blushed: "The inspiration of "NextDoor" may only come once in a lifetime."

Mu Chi sighed with some disappointment, and laughed: "It seems that I will lose forever to that first love whom I have never met."

Pu Li got up and put his arms around Mu Chi's shoulders, rubbing|stroking Mu Chi's earlobe with his fingers: "Brother Xiao Chi, don't talk about that again, I'm too shy to think about it."

Mu Chi hugged Pu Li's waist, turned sideways, let Pu Li sit in his arms, and teased him deliberately: "Is it okay to think of me as that person?"

Pushing his head on Mu Chi's neck and shoulders, Pu Li smiled and avoided the topic: "Brother Xiaochi, I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Mu Chi responded softly, got up and carried Pu Li up the stairs, and stopped and walked on the stairs, asking Pu Li to stretch his neck and kiss his cheek before moving forward.

Like two naive children, they bring laughter and play to the villa.

The days of Poplar in the villa are always pleasant and beautiful.Living, eating, and playing are very comfortable, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

He was a little extravagant, if the days go on like this, is it really possible?If he was no longer the artist Pu Li, no longer the person standing on the stage, no longer the person in people's mouth, and just nestled quietly at home like this, what would Brother Xiaochi think.

After resting for a week, Feng Rui called Pu Li.

He said that there is a new play, he thinks Populus is very suitable, and wants to take him to audition.

"The script has already been sent to your email, remember to check it," Feng Rui emphasized before hanging up the phone, with a teasing voice, "Also, don't spend your days with Mr. Mu. The new play has very high requirements for the actors' figure, so don't eat fat."

This reminded Populus that in the past week, he ate delicacies from mountains and seas, and did not exercise much except for that incident. He himself felt that his waist was a little thicker.

Populus hurriedly went to the bathroom scale to get on the scale. Fortunately, it weighed one kilogram.

In the evening, Populus asked Uncle Hua to help print the script and read it lying on the bed.

It is a play about dancers, and the physical requirements are indeed very high.In addition, Pu Li understood the reason why Feng Rui helped him choose this drama.

The protagonist’s situation is very similar to that of Poplar. He used to be a dancer, but was suppressed by public opinion because of a scandal, and his life fell to the bottom. Then he worked hard for his dream and finally became a generation of dancing king.

Simple story line, but rich character emotions.Struggling and hard work are all visible at a glance.

That night, Mu Chi held a long video meeting between the company and the working group on the other side of the ocean, and was afraid of affecting the rest of Populus, so he sent a message to Populus, saying that he might not be able to come back.

Populus went downstairs to pour a glass of milk, fiddled with the guitar in the living room for a while, and then went back to the bedroom to continue reading the script.

If you jump out and look at it, this script is really suitable for him, as if it was tailor-made.

But I don't know why Pu Li felt that he was not as suitable as Feng Rui thought.

He has an inexplicable rejection of such a character whose situation is somewhat similar to his own.

At dawn, Populus rushed to the kitchen to make some food before the chef got up, and then put it in the thermos.

He felt that it was necessary to go back to the city, talk to Feng Rui about the script, and by the way, he wanted to send Mu Chi a meal he cooked by himself.

Uncle Hua sent a driver to Pu Li, and Pu Li saw a shopping car parked in the yard, so he asked for the car key to drive it himself.

It was still early, so he drove the car into the urban area before calling Muchi and asking him, "Brother Xiaochi, are you awake?"

Mu Chi's work the night before was not going well, and he agreed to confirm some details early in the morning, so he casually slept for two hours in the company's rest room.When Pope called him, he had just changed into the clothes sent by his assistant.

"Just got up."

"Are you at home, I'll bring you something to eat." Populus stayed up all night, but he didn't know why he was so energetic, he didn't even yawn.

"I'm in the company, why, have you come to the city yet?" Mu Chi's voice sounded listless, "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Pu Li laughed: "That's just right, I'll go directly to the company to find you."

Mu Chi responded, and turned on the communication device. The other side of the ocean gave him a new plan, and he had to spend some time looking at it.

Not long after, the door of the office rang, and Mu Chi said to the person on the other side of the video: "Take a break for 15 minutes, let me look at the plan again."

Then the communication was cut off.

Populus entered the door, wearing a white printed T-shirt that Mu Chi bought with someone in an amusement park more than ten years ago, and a denim jacket over it.

Mu Chi stared at the familiar pattern on the open denim jacket of Poplar and stepped forward, squinting his eyes: "Where did this come from?"

Not in a hurry to explain, Pope put away the information on the coffee table and put all the breakfasts he made on it.

"Let me ask you, where did this T-shirt come from." Mu Chi frowned, his voice a little impatient.

"Your hell, when you took me to the villa, you didn't say you would stay for a few days. I was wearing your old clothes during this time, did you forget?" Pope felt indifferent, shrugged, thinking that he didn't dislike Mu Chi's previous clothes were out of date, which was already giving face.

Mu Chi sat opposite the poplar, without looking at the things on the table.

"Anything is fine, but this dress won't work. You take it off, and I'll ask Jerry to get a dress." Mu Chi said, got up and called the assistant next door.

Pu Li was a little disappointed by Mu Chi's bewilderment, and then said: "Don't worry about the clothes, come sit down and have something to eat. I've made an appointment and I'm leaving right away."

"Who did you date?"

Recently, Xinghe has a few overseas projects that are urgently needed, and Mu Chi needs to handle them personally.In addition, recently, he has to drive nearly [-] kilometers back and forth every day, his body is very overdrawn, he sleeps very little, and he is always trying to digest internally when he has emotions.

At this moment, facing Populus wearing the couple shirt he once bought with Qin Shan, he suddenly lost control.

He couldn't understand why he was already very careful, but there would still be clues that would disturb his peace.

He didn't even understand himself, why he was always asking for trouble when he was already at his wits end.

"Come and taste this," Pushing an egg roll to Mu Chi's mouth, like coaxing a child, "Ah, open your mouth."

Mu Chi opened his mouth, ate the egg roll, but swallowed it without chewing much.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it in, put his chin on the side of the poplar, and repeated the sentence just now: "Who did you date?"

"Brother Feng, I want to talk about work." Pu Li replied, at this moment he had realized that Mu Chi was in an extremely bad mood.

"Well," Mu Chi pushed the poplar away with both hands, as if he had exhausted all his strength to stand up, and helped the poplar take off his denim jacket, trying to explain patiently, but he didn't know what to say, "This dress doesn't suit you, I don't like it, take it off."

Jerry opened the door and came in, carrying a new shirt, afraid that Mu Chi would work overtime at the company, so he always kept these things there.He handed it to Mu Chi, glanced at Poplar, and left in a hurry.

Pu Li was puzzled at first, but now seeing Mu Chi so obsessed with a T-shirt, and even ignoring the breakfast he cooked for him in the morning, he felt displeased.

But he still didn't say anything, patiently let Mu Chi help him change his clothes, then smiled, and waved to Mu Chi when he went out: "Do your work, goodbye."

Mu Chi looked at the white T-shirt in his hand, and suddenly realized that he was too sensitive.

It's just a T-shirt. Things like this related to Qin Shan once filled his life. He is not sure if it is a T-shirt today, what will appear in the future.

He wanted to go out and say sorry to Poplar, but he saw that the 15-minute break was coming soon.Colleagues across the ocean are no easier than him these days.

Think about it or forget it.

Mu Chi threw the T-shirt into the trash can, ate another thing from a poplar tree, sat back at the desk without eating, turned on the screen, and started the seemingly endless work.