Chapter 521 Between the Moonlight and Sadness

Mu Chun looked at Mu Xiao's face and her white sweater under the light, and gradually felt dizzy. The style of this sweater is very simple, and the fluffy white wool and buttons wrapped with gold thread are particularly warm under the light.

"You still keep my clothes?" Mu Xiao hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to start. Finally, she squeezed out a sentence.

Mu Chun pretended to be relaxed and said, "Isn't this normal? You are Xiaoxiao."

The two sat on each side of the desk. Mu Chun, who was holding his cheek, was unconsciously a little drowsy, so that when Mu Xiao took the notebook from him, Mu Chun didn't notice it. When Mu Xiao finished reading the notebook and frowned tightly, Mu Chun realized-oh no, I didn't want to tell Mu Xiao about this.

The content recorded in the notebook is the case that Mu Chun looked up before going to bed these days. He has always kept in mind the problem of the professor's loss of taste. Although Professor Chu said lightly that he would go for a check-up the next day, there has been no news to this day.

Mu Chun has not waited for the results of the professor's examination for a long time, so he can only collect and study various related cases and prepare in advance.

Mu Xiao's face looked very ugly. Even with the warm light shining on her face, Mu Chun thought that Mu Xiao's face looked much worse than at any time tonight.

"What's wrong? I'm just studying some cases. It's just daily work."

Mu Chun pretended to casually reach out to take back the notebook.

Mu Xiao stepped back a little, then closed the notebook and placed it on his knees.

"What's wrong with you... Xiaoxiao?" Mu Chun asked with concern.

"Who is sick?" Mu Xiao's serious tone was irresistible.

But Mu Chun still didn't plan to answer.

Fang Ming's snoring came from the bedroom and echoed in the empty living room. The shadow of the camphor tree swayed outside the window, and a large black shadow was reflected on the side of the residential building opposite.

"Ding!"

The electronic clock rang a little.

"If you are tired, go to bed first. I'll tell you tomorrow morning."

"Sleep?"

"Yeah, go to bed. You sleep in the second bedroom and I sleep on the sofa."

"Why?" Mu Xiao asked.

Mu Chun was suddenly speechless. What? Why?

"I asked why." Mu Xiao looked at Mu Chun intently, and Mu Chun's face suddenly turned red like a teenager.

"Well, otherwise I'll read until dawn, you go to bed early, I still have some cases to study."

In Mu Xiao's opinion, Mu Chun's level of talking about the subject is just - I don't know if he has graduated from elementary school.

With a swipe, the notebook was placed on the table.

Mu Xiao shook his head and said, "I didn't say where I slept, I said why you hid it, you obviously have something on your mind, and someone must be sick."

"It's the sixth sense of a female doctor, you know this kind of thing is unreliable, Xiaoxiao, you've worked hard tonight, go to bed first."

"Don't coax your girlfriend to sleep for no reason, you are a psychosomatic doctor, you study so many diseases in other departments, what is the reason? Ordinary patients?"

"Ah, yes, just ordinary patients."

Wait - girlfriend?

Mu Chun clapped his hands as if he saw an oasis in the desert and a lifeboat on the sea. He stood up happily, walked behind Mu Xiao, patted her shoulder and said, "It's just a patient. You know, I have a bad memory. Over the years, I have been used to recording many details so that I won't be afraid of forgetting them in the future."

Mu Xiao shook her head coldly, "Mu Chun, you never lie. Do you want me to expose you?"

"I didn't lie. What I said was true. How could I lie to Mu Xiao? Am I crazy?"

After speaking, Mu Chun ran to the kitchen in slippers and heated a cup of milk for Mu Xiao. "Drink it. You don't sleep so late. You won't have the energy to go to work tomorrow. Drink the milk and go to sleep."

"Why don't I go home to sleep? Why do I have to sleep here?"

"I"

Mu Chun was really stunned by the question. He didn't think there was anything abnormal about this matter. It was so late, it was not safe for Mu Xiao to go back alone. Driving at one o'clock in the morning, people with bad mental state are prone to traffic accidents.

If Mu Xiao encounters some bad guys when parking, the public security in this world is not 100% problem-free.

If there are strange people lurking in the dark corners, Mu Xiao is good at everything, but she is not a karate master or a taekwondo queen.

If she really encounters a bad guy, Mu Xiao will not be able to deal with it.

Besides, isn't this home?

Thinking of this, Mu Chun found that his arm was leaning on by Mu Xiao, so he turned sideways and patted Mu Xiao's shoulder gently, "I'm sorry, I made you worry, Xiaoxiao."

"It's okay, if you don't want to tell me, I can probably guess what's going on." Mu Xiao's voice suddenly became very tired.

"You are so smart, nothing can be hidden from you."

"No, there is no such thing as smart or not. To understand something, first, it is because you are familiar with that person, and second, it is because you are familiar with his way of dealing with people and that person."

"Xiaoxiao."

Before Mu Xiao finished speaking, Mu Chun interrupted her softly.

"Has my habit of taking notes not changed in all these years?"

Mu Chun asked self-deprecatingly.

"No, how could there be no changes? Are you kidding, Doctor Mu? It's just that some things won't change, because you, me, Shihua, and other students back then all used the same method to record cases, unless there was a special reason."

Mu Xiao's answer was so convincing that Mu Chun had no way to refute it. He could only pick up the cup again and put it to Mu Xiao's mouth, "Xiao Xiao, drink milk."

Mu Xiao wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, sobbed and took the cup.

"You still keep this cup." Mu Xiao said deliberately.

"I don't know, everything should not have changed, all the traces, everything, I haven't thought of any need to change, the curtains and tablecloths are at most faded, the ceramic cup will not change in ten years, not to mention how many years it has been, maybe this dress is a bit outdated now?"

Mu Chun raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and finally felt that the whole night had a time that truly belonged to him when he watched Mu Xiao quietly holding the red ceramic cup and drinking milk.

"If it was a patient, you would definitely record the patient's basic information in your notes, including gender, age, time of first onset, even height, weight, family members, work situation, and social relationships. These records are essential.

But this notebook is densely written, and there is no relevant information about the patient in more than 30 pages, no time of first onset, no outpatient clinic time, and no record of the first outpatient conversation. There is only one possible explanation for this."