I was at a loss, my smile froze on my face, the neon night was all stranded, and there was only one him left in my eyes. He was in a trance, and he was in a hurry.

Where is he going? I couldn't help but ask, and opened my mouth, but the words choked in my throat and turned into a prickly needle. I don't have anything to do with him anymore, do I?

Moussa glanced at me, felt his gaze, and I quickly avoided it. When he looked up again, he had already walked away, leaving only a white 'color' back, and Qi Qiran 'shot' back at the thin light of the night.

I exhaled deeply and turned my head, and Yun Yushu was staring at me sleepily.

"Do you know that person?" he asked me, "just now you looked very unusual. ”

He was always so straightforward, and he saved me the trouble of hiding.

"Recognize. "I'm not lying, but I'm not going to tell him anything. After a pause, I put on a smiling face, tried my best to look innocent, and replied lightly, "He is in the same class as me, and the curriculum design is in the same group as me, but he doesn't attend classes and doesn't work. So you see, even though we were in the same group, he didn't recognize me and just walked away. ”

Finally, in order to show that I don't care, I added: "You say, is he 'very' annoying?"

Yun Yushu listened, his brows furrowed, and he affirmed seriously, "It's 'very' annoying, it's too annoying." ”

It's weird, it stands to reason that someone scolded Mousa for me, and I should be happy. But when I really heard this, I felt sour in my heart, as if something was passing through my body.

I sniffed and nodded violently in accord with Yun Yushu, in order to restrain the expanding empty 'hole' in my body, my emotions suddenly became 'excited': "Yes! I don't want to be in a group with him again." I don't want to think about it anymore!" After speaking, he clenched his two fists hard, and once again strengthened his determination.

Yun Yushu was taken aback by my 'excited' determination: "Are you okay?"

"It's fine. After a moment of silence, my tumultuous mood gradually calmed down, and I murmured, "I just ...... I was just drunk by a chili pepper. ”

Around, high-rise buildings are towering, enriching someone's heart and emptying someone's dream. The road to the fireworks is long and narrow, and there is no end to the way.

In this era where everything happens too fast, words are quickly swept away and things are quickly forgotten by time. The joys and sorrows of the world are fleeting, and Moses will soon be forgotten, and so should I.

Yun Yushu sent me to the hotel lobby, I took off my coat and returned it to him, and said thank you to him again.

Yun Yushu waved his hand, stared at me, and said sincerely: "Xixi, in the future, if you feel hard, you can come to me at any time." He smiled and said softly, "If someone in the group doesn't do something, I can do it for you." ”

"Well, good. I replied vaguely and hung my head. In fact, I'd rather do all the work alone and quietly before regrouping than bother him like that. The more you owe, the more difficult it is to repay, and everyone understands this truth.

"One more thing. Yun Yushu raised his head, his eyes flashing with anticipation, "Next time, can we have another meal together?" ”

As soon as these words came out, I was shocked, and I raised my head and looked at Yun Yushu.

He was looking at me too, smiling faintly.

I hesitated, turned my face away, and said slowly, "I'll talk about it when I have time." ”

"Good. Although he didn't get an affirmative answer, he smiled with satisfaction, said goodbye to me, and turned to walk out of the hotel lobby. I stayed where I was, thoughtfully, and when I saw him walk to the 'door', he turned around and waved again, looking very happy, as if I was sure that I would stay where I was.

I turned my face away, ignored the look he looked at, and left.

The elevator opened with a "ding", and when I walked into the corridor, everything was as usual, 'rubbing' and 'rubbing' my hair, and rummaging through the room card in my bag. All the movements froze instantly when they saw the person at the 'door'.

He was still wearing the same outfit he had just worn when he passed by, facing the wall, his fingers aimlessly drawing on the wall, his eyes staring at the 'flower' pattern on the wallpaper in a daze.

Hearing footsteps, he turned his head. By the bright light of the hallway, I noticed that he was even more haggard than the previous two days, and that his already deep eyes had a layer of deep melancholy.

No one said a word, and I paused for five seconds, ignoring the way he walked past him when we met on the road not long ago.

I took out my room card, opened the 'door' smoothly, walked in, gritted my teeth, and closed the 'door' with my backhand.

I didn't hear the sound of "bang" closing the 'door', and when I turned my head to look, I was holding the 'door' edge with one hand. Mosa stared at me with a look of depth and heartache.

From the beginning, I was in his gaze, and at this moment, I was once again attracted by his eyes, and I was in danger. I retracted my eyes like a thunderbolt, and I felt deeply ashamed of the 'infatuation' that I had just left.

"Is there anything wrong?" I snorted, deciding to confront him with the coldest and most detached attitude in order to make myself cleaner, "If it's okay, I'll have to rest, and I'll trouble you to leave." ”

Perhaps my voice was so cold that Mossa's hands trembled. He paused slightly, slowly released his fingers on the edge of the door, and withdrew his gaze from me.

Exhaling a breath, Mosa raised his 'spirit', and a hoarse and low male 'sex' voice came: "I have come to make things clear to you. ”

"Needless to say. I raised my eyebrows and raised my head to meet his gaze, "I know it all." ”

In the silence, in the hesitation, Musa under the light, the slightly hesitant voice came: "You...... Got it all?"

"Hmm. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth and I looked at him mockingly, "Are you here for me to wish you a happy wedding?"

Now I am like a hedgehog, from my eyes to my words, I am full of hostility. Originally, I also wanted to turn a blind eye and let this matter pass, but in the face of Moussa, I still adopted such a sarcastic emotion, so as to 'force' him to feel a little more uncomfortable and guilty. It seems that only by seeing his sad emotions can I get an emotional recognition, or is it the pleasure of self-abuse?

Of course, this is just self-deception, he has his black-robed wife who is about to pass through the 'door', what am I worth?

Mousa was stunned, but he couldn't answer, and for a while, both of them fell silent. Time passed, and my indignation diluted in silence, and for a long time, I sighed, "Forget it, let's go into the house and say." ”

I know that he is still worried that if someone passes by outside the 'door', it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings. After all, unmarried cohabitation and 'private' cohabitation are against the law in Dubai, especially for locals. Even if seen casually, it can have a significant impact on Moussa.

I walked to the kitchen and originally wanted to make him a cup of tea, but after thinking for a few seconds, I still took out a 'sex' cup, poured a cup from the newly opened drinking water, and handed it to him: "No one has touched the cup, and the water is also newly opened, I hope it will not offend your taboo." ”

Originally, I was kind enough to think about him, but somehow, these words came out of my mouth, and they took on a strong smell of fire.

Musa didn't pay attention to my words, took the water, his voice had regained his composure, his eyes were a little clearer, and he said, "You called me last night, but I didn't answer because I was talking to my mother at that time. ”

As if afraid that I would be dissatisfied, he explained, "Don't worry, I didn't tell my mother your name and information. ”

I snorted and sat down across from him, leaning back in my chair, not caring about the question, "And then?"

Moussa opened his mouth and hesitated for a few seconds, as if he was brewing words.

His expression made me feel amused, and he said slightly sarcastically, "What? Could it be that you still want to marry me for me?"

Of course, I knew that this was impossible, but we just met in the water, and the 'intersection' was not too deep. But even though there may be zero 'sex', after I said it jokingly, I still unconsciously stared at him with an urgent gaze, as if I was expecting something.

"I ......," Mousa said in a choppy, incoherent manner, and his expression fell into my eyes, already clear in my heart. No one would be stupid enough to give up everything for a 'dew' relationship that is full of obstacles at the moment of marriage. If it were me, I wouldn't either.

I snorted softly and laughed inexplicably, a little bitter. Moses did not understand the tossing in my heart, and was so startled by my wry smile that he blurted out: "I told my mother that I could still marry you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, I felt my whole body freeze, and I raised my head and stared straight at him.

He was staring at me too.

After a long time, I suddenly burst into a burst of violent laughter, which became louder and louder, more and more violent, so that I couldn't straighten my waist, I couldn't stop it, and my heart was fluctuating for a while.

Laughing and laughing, I suddenly raised my head and asked him tremblingly, "You, want to marry me as your second wife?" In the voice, there was cunning, mockery, ridiculousness, shame, but there was no happiness.

He was probably taken aback by my appearance, and bowed his head gloomily, a little ashamed, "No, my mother didn't agree. She was actually more magnanimous, but she knew my father, and she said that if I did that, I might be asked to break off the father-son relationship......"

As soon as he finished speaking, I burst into laughter again. Only this time, smiling and laughing, it turned out to be tears of laughter. It turns out that I have been proud all my life, and I am not even worthy of being a second wife.

Laughing and laughing, I was finally tired, leaning back on the couch tiredly, closing my eyes, my body still shivering. Finally, I couldn't help but yell at him, "Why do you think I am willing to be your second wife?"