Chapter 76 It turns out that his wife really loves him
Qin Mu raised his eyebrows. When did he change the notes behind his back?
Qin Mu answered the video call.
The light on the other side of the screen seemed to be a little dim, but it still clearly reflected Gu Chuyue's impeccable face.
Gu Chuyue seemed to have just taken a shower, his hair was drooping wetly, with a few strands hanging disobediently in front of his forehead, which weakened his usual coldness a bit and added a rare... softness?
The background is the bed and desk in the dormitory, which looks neat but unfamiliar.
"Wife." Gu Chuyue's voice came through the receiver, a little hoarse than usual, with a subtle tone of grievance.
"Hmm?" Qin Mu leaned his phone against the coffee table, sat on the sofa, and continued to slowly wipe his hair. "Are you used to the dormitory?"
Gu Chuyue didn't answer directly. His deep eyes stared at him through the screen without blinking, as if he wanted to suck him in.
After a few seconds of silence, Gu Chuyue said sullenly, "It's very late."
Qin Mu glanced at the time. It was just past nine o'clock. "Well, what next?"
"I want to go home." Gu Chuyue's voice lowered, with a stubborn desire, "The home where you are."
Qin Mu paused while wiping his hair. Looking at the eyes on the screen that were filled with the words "I'm unhappy, I want a hug," his heart softened, but he deliberately teased him, "The school has curfew, classmate Gu, you must abide by the school rules."
Gu Chuyue's brows immediately furrowed, his eyes becoming somewhat irritated: "Wife..."
After shouting this, he stopped talking and just stared at Qin Mu.
Because of the angle, the slightly open collar of Qin Mu's nightgown revealed a small part of his collarbone and chest, with a little ambiguous red mark remaining on it.
Gu Chuyue's gaze was fixed on that spot, and his Adam's apple rolled noticeably.
Qin Mu naturally noticed where his gaze was, and he pulled his collar awkwardly, coughing lightly: "Where are you looking?"
Gu Chuyue then raised his eyes and met Qin Mu's gaze again. His tone suddenly became a little shameful and a little crazy, "I miss you."
"..." Qin Mu was stunned for two seconds and didn't want to pick anyone up home on the weekend.
Suddenly, Qin Mu thought of when he was taking clothes from the closet just now.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Gu Chuyue with a forced smile: "Gu Chuyue, I packed your things for you, right? When did you pack my things in?"
"After I knocked you unconscious last night."
Gu Chuyue's ears seemed a little red, but his eyes were staring at Qin Mu on the screen even more persistently, as if as long as Qin Mu said "come back", he would immediately jump out of the screen.
"Why didn't I realize you were a little pervert before, Gu Chuyue?"
Qin Mu leaned back on the sofa, his body relaxed. The camera zoomed in, allowing his lazy, smiling face to appear more clearly in front of Gu Chuyue. "If you steal my underwear again, I won't pick you up this weekend."
"Brother!" Gu Chuyue interrupted him, his voice filled with obvious anxiety and dissatisfaction, like a wolf cub whose tail was stepped on, "You said you would take me home!"
Who would have thought that the head of the Gu family would be so clingy.
Qin Mu: "It depends on your performance."
Qin Mu paused, looking at the pair of eyes on the screen that instantly lit up with a hint of anticipation, and added softly, "I left a pudding for you in the refrigerator. I'll have Lin Wu deliver it to you tomorrow. I also watered the precious cactus on the balcony that was almost dying."
These trivial, household things can soothe Gu Chuyue's anxious heart better than the straightforward "I miss you".
It turns out that his wife loves him very much.
This means that there are traces of him everywhere in Qin Mu's life, and Qin Mu cares about it.
Gu Chuyue's eyes softened at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although his expression was still a bit sour, the hostility that was about to materialize had dissipated a lot.
He muttered under his breath, "...That broken cactus should have been thrown away long ago."
"Didn't you insist on buying it?" Qin Mu chuckled.
The two chatted for a while, mostly Gu Chuyue staring at him and Qin Mu talking about trivial matters.
Time passes by unknowingly.
"...It's late, and you have classes tomorrow." Qin Mu checked the time and reminded, "Also, I'm going on a business trip for a few days. I'll pick you up when I come back."
Gu Chuyue's face immediately showed resistance again, but this time he didn't say "I want to go home". He was silent for a few seconds, then demanded: "Don't hang up, I'll watch you sleep."
Qin Mu: "...Gu Chuyue, are you a three-year-old child?"
"Yeah." Gu Chuyue responded shamelessly, adding, "A three-year-old needs to be coaxed to sleep."
Qin Mu was so angry that he almost laughed, but he finally compromised.
He placed his phone on the bedside table, adjusted the angle, and then lay down and covered himself with the quilt.
"Sleep." He closed his eyes.
On the other end of the video, Gu Chuyue stopped talking and just quietly looked at Qin Mu's sleeping face on the screen, his breathing gradually becoming steady and long.
He dimmed the lights in the dormitory, leaving only the light from the screen reflected in his deep eyes, which were filled with thick attachment and possessiveness.
Across the screen and the distance, a silent intimacy and bond flows slowly in the quiet night.
It was not until he heard Qin Mu's breathing become even and long, as if he had really fallen asleep, that Gu Chuyue said in a very light and breathless voice:
"Good night, wife."
Then, he didn't hang up the video, but just watched quietly, as if this way he could be closer to his whole world.
In the video, Qin Mu's breathing was even and long, coming through the receiver.
For Gu Chuyue, it was the most torturous temptation, entwining his heart in strands.
He stared at the peaceful sleeping face of the man on the screen, his fingertips unconsciously tracing his outline through the cold screen.
Can't sleep.
How could I possibly sleep?
Every cell in my body is clamoring for discomfort.
My arms feel empty, and I can no longer smell the reassuring, cool fragrance that belongs only to my wife.
There was only the unpleasant smell of disinfectant and unfamiliar building materials in the dormitory.
Every inch of my senses was clamoring for discomfort, and every cell was protesting against separation.
Gu Chuyue looked at the person on the screen greedily for a long time, until his eyes felt sore. Then he carefully placed the phone next to the pillow, making sure it was still facing Qin Mu, and then quietly turned over and got out of bed.
He took out a thick leather notebook that looked a bit old from the compartment of the suitcase that Qin Mu had packed neatly.
The corners of the notebook are a little worn.
He returned to the bed, sat against the headboard, spread out the notebook on his bent knees, and began to read through a section.
The pages are covered with dense handwriting, which has evolved from being a little immature to being sharp and powerful.
[Is this "you"? You are indeed very beautiful and gentle. You are mine.]
"Who told you to go out without me? Or pick someone else up? I'm going to teach you a lesson! The water's a little cold, but I'm shaking with excitement!"
[So we're engaged, then it's only natural for me to snatch you away.]
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