He Wan'er was stunned for a while, and heard Mo Chunshan's whisper: "Are you afraid of me?"

His voice was much clearer than just now, but it made He Wan'er shiver involuntarily.

He Wan'er subconsciously wanted to nod, but couldn't help but deny it: "It's not ......"

"It's fine, because I have something to tell you. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Chunshan raised his eyes, looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, and said without any emotion: "People are born lonely, and the people you meet may not change their trajectory because of your existence." Don't think of yourself too seriously, so it's less painful and a little more sober. ”

He Wan'er suddenly raised his head, and a thought flashed through his mind.

He told her about An Ruoyu and used it to persuade her about Soho.

This person doesn't seem to be so unwarm, at least he returned after he left because she was not in the right mood, and he is not a person who is indifferent to the pain of others.

His words are not unreasonable, the choice is in An Ruoyu's hands from beginning to end, and his signal to An Ruoyu has always been "Do it well, I won't treat you badly", it was An Ruoyu who chose revenge and went to a dead end.

You are born alone, and you are not that important, so don't be yourself.

Cruel, cold, but right.

Lot C1 has not changed because of her, everything is already doomed.

Soho and Li Zekun are also self-inflicted, and the bitter fruits they brewed by themselves are eaten in their stomachs, which is justified.

He Wan'er was stunned for a while, and suddenly recalled that when he said the last sentence, Mo Chunshan's eyes were extremely deep and cold, and there seemed to be a trace of imperceptible sadness.

For some reason, the tip of her nose was slightly sour, and she was busy lowering her head to hide her emotions.

Mo Chunshan asked again: "I don't understand the reason why Reporter He suspected Shang An Ruoyu before the national security was dispatched. At most, you only received anonymous letters, how did you lock An Ruoyu?"

He deliberately emphasized the three words "Reporter He", with a bit of ridicule.

He Guan'er settled down and briefly told Mo Chunshan the cause and effect.

"I see, it's really a mistake. He sighed with a smile and shook the glass in his hand, "Do you still want to drink?"

“…… No," He Wan'er thought for a second and then refused, picked up the thermos bottle containing ginger tea on the lower layer of the coffee table, and filled it for himself.

The ginger tea was slightly warm, and a cup of belly made He Guan'er stop the trembling just now, but he still couldn't resist the sweeping night wind.

The back of her neck was cold, her nose was itchy, and she sneezed.

Thinking of eating, He Wan'er's stomach screamed.

Well, she didn't seem to have eaten a few bites at night, and seeing Mo Chunshan eat a whole plate of bubbling lamb chops, she drank a few weird butter tea at the bottom.

This beast, one person ate a whole three catties of meat, why didn't he die of him?

and leisure to drink red wine - and squeeze her everywhere, not to give her a drink!

Thinking of the mellow aroma of red wine, her stomach rang again - it seemed that she had to go back to her room for a while to nibble on the hard air-dried beef.

Mo Chunshan looked at her sideways, and a smile flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Hungry?" he asked.

He Wan'er's mouth was almost closed: "How do you know again?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at his stomach - he didn't scream too loudly just now and was heard by him.

"What I didn't hear," he said, "is just a guess based on how much you usually eat." ”

He Wan'er: "......"

It's already the end of the Dharma era, and mind reading is still so rampant, isn't there going to be something terrible?

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and Mo Chunshan, a big guy, is just a restaurant chef, so naturally it is not a problem.

Within twenty minutes, the Andor lamb chops, exactly the same as in the evening, were delivered to the room and placed on the terrace.

It's just a little less than the one in the evening, about half the amount.

"Eat, I don't look. He reverted to his usual cold and flat tone, and with that, he got up and went back to his room.

He Wan'er thanked him, and he didn't care about anything to be ashamed or not, and it didn't take long for the meat on the lamb chops to be clean.

As soon as I finished eating, I wiped my hands clean, and a glass of light wine appeared in front of me.

"The last bit of this bottle, don't give it to the capitalist who is afraid of the curse in your heart, and go to sleep after drinking. ”

Mo Chunshan said and gave her the wine glass.

After a small half glass of wine, He Waner's face and heart were slightly hot.

Well, the moment you eat and drink, the world is beautiful again, the cold air is sweet, and the twinkling stars in the sky are even more beautiful.

Suddenly, something sprang through the sky, dragging its long, translucent tail and illuminating half of the sky.

He Wan'er blinked, with an expression of disbelief on his face?

What did she see just now?

"Was it a meteor just now, or did I hallucinate from eating too much?" she asked, unconsciously and stood still.

didn't notice that Mo Chunshan was amused by her words, the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn't help laughing.

I didn't hear Mo Chunshan's answer for a while, but in the next second, a few lights and shadows with long tails appeared in the sky again.

She subconsciously turned her head and found that Mo Chunshan was also looking at her: "What do you say?"

"Sure enough!" her eyes widened, "Was it a meteor just now?"

Mo Chunshan nodded calmly and replied, "Orionid meteor shower, otherwise, what do you think I'm waiting for with the cold wind?"

"So you're not here to ......," He Wan'er covered his mouth halfway through speaking.

"Do you think I'm trying to excuse you for a few hours? Don't be stupid, I'm just potassium permanganate, you'll figure it out sooner or later, I'm just speeding up the reaction, why bother?"

He Wan'er: "......"

Well, she shouldn't be amorous, and she shouldn't accidentally say what she thinks and be laughed at by him.

As he spoke, a few meteors streaked across the sky.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful!" He Wan'er couldn't help but stand up and dance, "It's the first time I've seen so many meteors." ”

"Tell you like you've seen shooting stars before......"

Behind him, who is the annoying voice.

He Wan'er was angry, turned around and said viciously: "Smart people see through it and don't say it." ”

Mo Chunshan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not smart, I can't compare to you, I think I'm smart." ”

He Wan'er couldn't bear it anymore, and his fierce face was revealed: "Honestly, don't you want to live through tonight?"

As he spoke, he shook his fist.

"I advise you to do something that you should do," Mo Chunshan naturally wouldn't be frightened by her, so he calmly took a sip of wine and said, "For example, seeing a meteor with his hands folded and making a wish or something, it's stronger than your bluff." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of shiny tails swept through the night sky, disappearing in a few seconds.

He Wan'er was stunned by the spectacular scene of the meteor shower, and couldn't care about talking to Mo Chunshan anymore, only staring at the inky black sky with wide eyes, looking forward to the next wave of meteors.

However, after waiting for a while, the sky was as calm as ever.

Mo Chunshan raised his wrist to look at the time and said to her, "No, you didn't have time to make a wish." ”

He Wan'er stood for a long time before he sighed: "If you can make a wish on a meteor and your dream come true, then where in this world is there anything you can't ask for and regret for life?"

Mo Chunshan was a little surprised to see such a vicissitudes of life in her eyes, and suddenly remembered her father who died early, and suddenly understood.

Suddenly, I remembered the name again—the name that would be pitiful to He Waner because of his similar appearance.

On that day, what he said about the so-called being able to turn into clouds, rain, and red wine after passing away was not a mysterious story, nor was he comforting He Wan'er, because he himself persuaded himself in this way.

The grass is still there, and it has never left.

She has become a part of this world, and has been watching him and guarding him—look at what Brother Chunshan, who she trusted all the time at the gamble, has become now?

For the wishes of the deceased, no matter how sad and hard it is, we must go on.

He understands her, that's why he's obsessed with a certain vintage of red wine – because it was the year she was born, and the intense color of the wine was so similar to the last impression she left him.

Mo Chunshan closed his eyes, holding back the tingling pain in the depths of his mind and the blood red that gradually rose in his sight, waiting for this moment to pass.

He Wan'er was still looking at the starry sky, his expression was in a trance, and he seemed to be trapped.

Mo Chunshan opened his eyes and his gaze fell on her.

Her clothes were divided into four layers—black trousers wrapped around her legs, a bathrobe that was knee-length, and a purple-red jacket on top, the blanket he threw at her, wrapped around her waist-high, indescribably funny.

There is no beauty at all, but the natural beauty that can't be concealed.

The complexion is like jade, the eyes contain a bit of hazy water color, and the lips are pink and soft, like the most delicate and fragrant rose petals.

shouldn't have answered He Wan'er's question, but Mo Chunshan couldn't help but open his mouth: "Who hasn't overturned their lives? If you choose to indulge in the past, but you are actually just a coward who escapes, what is the difference between it and An Ruoyu?"

He Wan'er's hands trembled, and the red wine in the glass almost spilled.

I don't know why, she thought of herself from Mo Chunshan's words.

He Wan'er glanced at Mo Chunshan, and quickly lowered his head, for fear that he would see the clues.

It's that she thinks too much, how can Mo Chunshan know about her past?

I remembered that sentence again.

Whose world has not been turned upside down?

She has been subverted, and now she is still trapped and can't get out. What about Mo Chunshan?

Chen Qing seems to have said that when he was young, the two mothers and sons disappeared together and disappeared for decades.

When Mo Chunshan reappeared in the world, his mother was no longer able to find a trace.

What kind of turbulent sea did he experience? And he did not sink in the sea of suffering, what did he rely on?

The wind in her ears was blowing, and she suddenly looked up and saw the inky jade eyes in front of her, which seemed to hide a different kind of emotion.

Mo Chunshan leaned forward silently, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you feeling better?"

There happened to be a night breeze, and the low temperature sandwiched his breath to his face, with a faint smell of wine, and a faint woody fragrance that he couldn't tell what it was.

Just at this time, one fell in the sky.

The large, bright star, dragging its long tail, glides through the night sky behind him and disappears in a matter of seconds.

In the light and shadow, the outline of his jaw was blurred by the brightness of the starlight, and the shadow of his eyelashes covered the position of the pupil.

She suddenly remembered the profile photo he took in order to cooperate with the report.

The feeling that she couldn't see the contents of her eyes clearly in the ambiguous light and shadow, but made her want to get closer to see the truth, was so similar to now.

He Guan'er didn't know why he panicked, retreated backwards, and then nodded hastily.

In the next second, I only felt a fever at the base of my ears.

What's wrong with her? How could such an ordinary question make her heart beat faster and faster, and the sound of plopping resounded through her eardrums.

I guess I drank too much.

She looked at the speck of red wine in her glass, and secretly answered the question that made her flustered.