Too close.
At this moment, his whole body was pressed between the sofa and the man's chest, surrounded by the scent of the other person. Mu Suxing tilted his head with difficulty, and his eyes fell exactly on the glass ashtray on the coffee table.
The pressure from his neck made him frown uncomfortably. Mu Suxing knew what he should explain - the rapid improvement of animation production standards? Different living habits from his younger self, or changes in personality and style.
However, at this moment, he tilted his head slightly, and when his eyes inadvertently fell on something not far away, he became distracted at an inappropriate time.
He had always known that Qin Sheng was a smoker, and he could tell this from the faint smell of tobacco on the other person when they occasionally got close to each other.
But in Mu Suxing's memory, Qin Sheng had never smoked in front of him, nor would he show any signs of it - except for the natural smell of tobacco on his body, Qin Sheng would never smoke in front of him or leave any other clues.
He has always been so responsible.
Mu's father and mother were so busy with work that they left the five or six-year-old Mu Xuxing to him to take care of. So Qin Sheng, who was only sixteen years old at the time, seriously played the role of a qualified guardian. He taught him how to write and do arithmetic, corrected his willful eating habits, and forbade him to swear or fight.
Of course Qin Sheng would not smoke in front of him. Since he would not allow Xiao Mu Xuxing to be led astray by those bad guys outside, he certainly would not allow Xiao Mu Xuxing to develop any bad habits because of his own misconduct.
He met the man's emotionless eyes and said, "I am Muxuxing."
Qin Sheng didn't say anything.
The man looked at him calmly, his gaze not as if he was examining him, but more as if he was examining him. He tried his best to remain as sober as usual, comparing and analyzing the man in front of him with the boy in his memory without any personal emotions.
From a naive and naughty five-year-old child to a tall and graceful seventeen-year-old boy.
That was the child he raised himself. He understood his personality, his unconscious little movements, and his secret and simple thoughts better than his parents. Qin Sheng, who knew little about painting and animation, could even accurately name the painting style he was good at, his preferred artistic technique, and even his level in every aspect at every stage.
Because we cherish, we understand. Because we understand, it is difficult to ignore those seemingly subtle changes.
In the past, Mu Xuxing seemed proud and cold, but in fact he was sensitive and fragile. Even Qin Sheng often felt at a loss about this. The boy he used to be had grown up, and he could no longer watch over and take care of him in every detail as he did when he was a child, especially after the accidental death of Mu's father and mother, because even Qin Sheng himself was not sure whether his self-righteous concern would cause secondary harm to the other party.
But Muxiuxing has changed.
He no longer used the mask of pride and indifference to cover up his inferiority and fragility. He became calm and confident. He knew what he should do and was able to handle everything in an orderly manner with a calm attitude.
He wasn't even as...resistant to him anymore.
Logically speaking, Qin Sheng should be happy about this, but he really couldn't ignore the other party's sudden change. He was not a person who believed in metaphysics, but he couldn't bet on that one--
What if the person in front of him is not his Muxuxing
If the boy he was familiar with had been replaced by a wandering ghost who came from nowhere, then where was his boy? Would he have suffered some irreversible harm in a place he had not seen
Mu Xuxing could sense that there was clearly a hint of danger in the man's eyes. At the same time, the strength in his hands showed a tendency to tighten further. Mu Xuxing bit the corners of his lips in unbearable pain.
He didn't know how to explain it to the other party.
What? He is not the original Muxu Star, but the one from 20 years later that was supposed to be dead? With Qin Sheng's personality, would he believe such nonsense
With his thoughts in a mess, Mu Suxing moved the corners of his lips with difficulty and called him softly: "Shengsheng... Brother."
Qin Sheng subconsciously loosened the strength on his hands, lowered his head, looked at the young man, pursed his lips, gently touched the painful part of his neck, supported himself on the sofa with his hands, and sat up with difficulty.
Qin Sheng looked at him silently, with an uncertain expression on his face.
The year he first took over the responsibility of taking care of Mu Xuxing, the boy was still five or six years old and was very smart. Mu Xuxing didn't like to call him brother properly. Every time he saw him, he would smile with his eyes curved and call him "Shengsheng". Qin Sheng didn't care about this, but Mu's father and mother thought it was rude and would correct Mu Xuxing's way of calling him every now and then.
After a long time, Xiao Mu Suxing combined the two names into one and called him "Brother Shengsheng".
Because of this overly childish name, his friends often laughed at him.
The young man tilted his head slightly, revealing his elegant and slender neck, but the fair and delicate skin on it was now blue and purple due to his previous actions. Mu Suxing carefully pressed the blue and purple area, trying to stay calm and composed, but the slightly red corners of his eyes faintly revealed his aggrieved mood.
Qin Sheng didn't say anything.
He did not miss the poorly concealed grievance in the young man's eyes. This realization made him even more gloomy. He felt namelessly irritated, and his right hand instinctively reached for his trouser pocket. The unlit cigarette had just been taken out when Mu Suxing knocked it away without hesitation.
Qin Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Muxuxing was a little angry at first.
But when Qin Sheng raised his head and looked at him without any emotion, Mu Suxing couldn't help himself for a moment. Twenty years of life experience lost to the instinct of youth at this moment - facing that familiar gaze, Mu Suxing couldn't help feeling a little scared in his heart.
"This is not fair." Mu Suxing pursed his lips and tried to look serious: "I promise you not to stay up late. In exchange, you are not allowed to smoke."
Qin Sheng paused for a few seconds, then leaned over to pick up the cigarette that had rolled on the ground. Mu Suxing thought he was unhappy, so he subconsciously changed his words hesitantly: "... It's okay to smoke less."
"Move back."
…Huh
Mu Suxing looked up in surprise and saw Qin Sheng throwing the cigarette butt and ashtray into the trash can.
"Since you said you are him, then stay." He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Mu Suxing felt that the other party's attitude seemed to soften a lot: "Prove it to me."
It was obvious that Mu Suxing could not prove it with just one sentence. Qin Sheng's idea was very simple. After a week or two of getting along with him day and night, he would be able to tell whether the other party was Mu Suxing himself or a wandering ghost.
After saying this, he turned and left. Mu Suxing knew that Qin Sheng's room was upstairs. He opened his mouth, wanting to keep him, but he didn't know what to say.
A few seconds later, Qin Sheng came down from upstairs with a spare medicine box.
The cool plaster was evenly applied on the marks on the neck. Qin Sheng was very careful in his movements, but it was still inevitably a little painful when he touched it occasionally. Mu Suxing was no longer a child, so he naturally could not tolerate even a little pain. He thought he was calm and did not show it. Qin Sheng did not say anything, but the movements of his hands were obviously a little gentler.
When he lay down in his room at night, Muxuxing thought he might not sleep well - after all, too many big things happened that day. But when he actually lay down on his bed, he felt unexpectedly calm.
There was nothing to panic about.
He is himself, and this will never change. It's just that the changes before and after are too great. It is normal for Qin Sheng to have some doubts. Mu Suxing doesn't know how to make Qin Sheng believe that he is reborn. At present, it seems that the only way is to make the other party believe that he is Mu Suxing himself, and then consider making him accept his rebirth.
The consciousness of the brain gradually faded as the body became tired. Before falling asleep completely, Mu Suxing suddenly had a thought for no reason: If Qin Sheng said so, would the two of them be considered living together
This thought only lingered in his mind for a moment, and then disappeared as he gradually fell asleep.