The night was still confused.

Jing Mo's eyes were as dazzling and attractive as the starlight in the dim room.

Yueqi looked at his silent expression, stepped aside, poured a glass of wine from memory, and then walked up to him and handed it to him. "Let's have a drink!"

"......" Looking at the wine she handed over, Jing Mo didn't pick it up, but continued to smoke a cigarette and smiled a little indifferently. Turn to look out the window.

Yue Sheng had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and taste it, also looked out the window, and said leisurely, "If I'm not mistaken, you're because of the quiet talk, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the cigarette in Jing Mo's hand was suddenly pinched in half by him, his eyes instantly looked at her coldly, and the cigarette in his hand was thrown to the ground, choking her throat.

"Bang!", the wine glass in Yueqi's hand fell in panic.

Looking at Jing Mo in front of him in disbelief, he was still so lonely one moment, and the next moment he was so terrifying and gloomy.

Yuesheng held Jing Mo's hand tightly with both hands, asking him not to push so hard, the suffocating feeling made her start to feel that everything in front of her became confused, and when she was about to give up, Jing Mo suddenly let go of her and pulled her into his arms.

"Ahem...... "Ahem" Yue Qi felt like she was on the verge of death, coughing incessantly.

The corners of Jing Mo's mouth hooked up a cold smile, and he gently lowered his head against her ear, the thin and cool lips were against her earlobe, as if coaxing and warning, "Yuesheng, don't be too presumptuous." Silence is not something you should bring up. ”

“…… Be. The temperature of Yueqi's whole body seemed to be taken away, and she trembled and kept nodding.

"Why, your shadow and her began to slowly and not overlap?" Feeling her panic, Jing Mo suddenly felt a little moved, and the force around her waist also relaxed a lot, some sighed, and some helplessly touched her soft hair.

“…… Jing Mo!" Yue Sheng didn't know what to say, she felt that his heart seemed to be very fragile, maybe she shouldn't be here, Jing Mo couldn't find any feeling of silence. What is she left here?

Jing Mo slowly let go of her, looked at her with drooping eyes, the slightly cool fingertips gently crossed her slightly frowning willow eyebrows, and affectionately lowered her head and kissed her red lips, "Silent ......"

"......" Yuesheng's eyes couldn't help but widen, feeling his loneliness, and his hands wanted to push him away, but they clenched their fists tightly, controlling the discomfort in their hearts.

As his thin lips pressed against her soft lips, the faint smell of mint tobacco began to circulate in her mouth, and his kiss was soft, soft, with a hint of pain, and Yuesheng opened her eyes and stood there quietly, letting him kiss herself.

Feeling the tears falling from the corners of his eyes, he couldn't help but reach out and gently wipe away his tears.

When her hand touched his burning tears, Jing Mo also left her lips, and couldn't help but smile lowly, "Hehehe......" The smile was mixed with helpless pain, leaning on her shoulder, smiling weakly.

"You can't replace her after all, you're not her after all. It's not!"

"Jing Mo ......" Yuesheng knew what he was talking about, at this moment Yuesheng didn't know how to describe her feelings, was she happy, was she ......

I don't need a stand-in, I should be happy. But looking at this painful Jing Mo, she couldn't be happy.

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