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There is a glass partition between the balcony and the hall on the second floor, and when Murong Xianxian closes the sliding door casually, it also cuts off the noise in the room, the coolness of the lights and the air conditioner, as if entering another world from one world, this feeling of movement and stillness is very subtle.

In the deep blue night sky, the bright starlight is dotted among them, the rising moon leaves undulating light and shadow on the vast sea, and on the boulevard leading to the sea, the sparse street lamps exude a deep light, adding a bit of mystery, and from time to time you can see people walking underneath.

In the air, the strong smell of the sea cannot hide the green smell of the grass and trees...... People can't help but think of a poem by the ancients describing the south of the Yangtze River: The mountains are the gathering of eyebrows, and the water is the waves of the eyes. However, how can the charming landscapes in the south of the Yangtze River compare with the magnificent landscapes in the north?

Murong Xianxian took a sip of red wine, leaned his body and elbows on the balcony, enjoying the freshness of the sea breeze, the neatly combed hair on his forehead was blown a little messy, and his eyes became a little blurry after drinking...... She wasn't drunk, and when she worked at the bar, whether she wanted it or not, the amount of alcohol was exercised.

In her memory, there may have been a period of leisurely years in her childhood, but since she can really remember, her life has not been related to 'leisure'...... It's like someone is chasing her behind, or she's chasing some unattainable goal, anyway, it's a toss, when can you be like this, accept the invitation of others, stand on this sea-view balcony, enjoy the slightly smoky sea breeze, and the sultry moonlight.

Happiness is a feeling, not necessarily finding Prince Charming, or stepping on a red carpet leading to the Hall of Honor, maybe a smile, a look, or even a confirmed goal, this is the source of happiness, Murong Xianxian couldn't help but look at the brightest star in the sky...... "I don't know if it can illuminate the place of heaven?" If there really is that place, my mother must be there silently watching me and Xiaoxiao. She said secretly in her heart.

A discordant voice sounded, and the tall Yue Peng pushed open the sliding door with a glass of red wine, and came to her with a smile on his face: "Murong, you will find a place, the sea view here is really good." ”

"yes. Murong replied.

She was already aware of Meng Chao's thoughts. However, there was not much anger in her heart...... At least she is not confident enough to the point of 'everyone loves her, flowers bloom', why should people invite her? Of course, there is a reason, it is okay to stick a knife in both ribs for a friend, and it is understandable to create a chance, anyway, the final decision is still with her.

It's just that on such a night, in such a harmonious scene, a pair of discordant men and women create an awkward atmosphere.

Speaking of which, Yue Peng is tall and handsome, plus he has participated in sports activities for many years, and is full of sunshine; Murong is slender and beautiful, and his figure is beautiful, if it is in film and television works, the appearance of such a pair of characters is always accompanied by a warm and romantic atmosphere, but in fact, it proves that the meeting between the prince and the princess often indicates the collision between Mars and the earth, and only the encounter between Cinderella and the prince can meet the romance required in art.

You have a word, I have a word. After a few words, there was silence on the balcony, one wanted to talk but didn't know where to start, the other wanted to leave, but it was not good to walk away suddenly.

However, at this time, there was a sound of talking from downstairs, which further aggravated the embarrassment in the air.

"Hey, you say, why did Murong Xianxian come this time, I didn't find out that Meng Chao had anything to do with her before. A girl asked mysteriously.

"I haven't been in contact with each other in the first place, who doesn't know that Murong Xianxian is a lotus beauty!" there was a feeling of incomprehension in the tone of the other girl.

"What do you mean?" a gossip boy interjected.

"Slim, on the water side. If you want to get close to her, you have to have the consciousness of being drowned. The girl spoke in a strange tone.

"I know why Meng Chao invited Murong Xianxian over. ”

The guy who interjected probably wanted to attract the attention of the two girls and quickly broke the news.

"Well, why do you say?" the two girls asked in unison.

"Meng Chao and Yue Peng of the first class are small, Yue Peng likes that Murong Xianxian, but repeated invitations have been refused, Meng Chao is to create opportunities for them. The gossip man said.

"Oh, no wonder I didn't see Murong Xianxian just now. A girl suddenly realized.

"Yes, I didn't see Yue Peng just now. Isn't there a story between the two of them?...... "The other girl chuckled softly.

"Tell me, what's going to happen?" the gossip boy's voice suddenly became a little obscene.

What will happen?

Of course, it is an embarrassing thing, and the most embarrassing thing is that it seems that it is inconvenient for both parties to speak up. A faint flush appeared on Murong Xian's slender white face, and she glared at Yue Peng with some annoyance...... The culprit of this qiē is him, otherwise he would not have been inexplicably dragged into the rumors.

Yue Peng was also embarrassed, especially when this rumor was not a rumor, and it was also said by someone else. If he had a basketball in his hand, he would definitely throw it down and smash that kid with a concussion, who let him speak without going through the brain.

"Are they telling the truth?"

The sea breeze blew on his cheeks, bringing a hint of heat, and Murong Xianxian regained his composure for a moment, looked at the sea in the distance, and asked indifferently, as if asking a question that had nothing to do with him.

Yue Peng's heart felt a tingling and a burst of anger, even if the other party was angry or embarrassed, he was happy to see it, but the other party's current expression made him feel a burst of despair.

"Yes. He didn't realize that his voice had become hoarse.

Murong Xian smiled faintly...... Like Du Fei'er, she also likes to evaluate those handsome boys, maturity or youth often become the focus of their debate; she also watched "Titanic" and cried silently, and the irreproducible love made every girl yearn for it.

However, this qiē is destined to be too far away from her, maybe one day she will meet the prince of fate, maybe that prince has enough strength and patience, but she is absolutely unwilling to bring the prince into her life...... Sharing weal and woe is a realm, and true love will never want the other party to taste their bitterness.

Murong Xianxian didn't think that Yue Peng was wrong, but she didn't feel that she was wrong either, there was no right or wrong in love itself, only whether it was suitable or not.

"Murong Xianxian, I love you!"

Yue Peng put down the wine glass, grabbed Murong Xianxian's left hand with both hands, stared at her face, and made a quick and affectionate confession of love.

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