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The rockery is on the edge of a grove at the back of the square, and there is an underground spotlight at each of the four corners.

The river flowing from behind the rockery flows to the artificial lake.

Shen Dunian stepped on the stone road under her feet, approaching little by little, and for some reason, she was a little nervous.

People will always be full of curiosity and fantasy about what they don't know.

What kind of person is the other person?

It's a sturdy young guy or a middle-aged uncle who is fat.

Maybe it's still a glamorous female intelligence agent like she played on TV.

When Shen Dunian saw the person who was standing gently against the rockery in a chic posture at the moment, his eyes suddenly tightened.

He was tall with his back to her, his black jacket and black hat on top of his head exuding a sense of mystery.

Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, half of his body was illuminated by spotlights, and his exposed right hand was white and slender, with smoke swirling between his fingers.

He was smoking, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The quietness around him and the coldness of not being allowed to enter made Shen Dunian's approach cautious.

The soot fluttered and rippled in the light, and Shen Dunian stopped about two meters away from him, and called tentatively: "Mr. M." ”

Immediately.

The figure slowly turned its whole body towards her.

When the spotlight illuminated the face under his black hat, Shen Dunian was shocked.

She even wondered if there were two Bai Shuliang in this world, and whether there were still two of him.

Under the black cap, there is a face that is not much different from Mu Liang.

It's just that this face is matched with his current dress and temperament, which is different from the radiant and dignified Mu Yingdi on weekdays.

He leaned lazily on the rockery, tilted his head sideways and turned his face sideways, and gently took a puff of the cigarette in his hand.

Then as soon as his fingers loosened, half of the cigarette that was left fell to the ground and was crushed by his Martin boots.

Shallow smoke seeped from between his thin lips, obscuring his entire countenance.

"S丨M...... N, ma'am. His cold, playful voice struck Shen Dunian along with the smoke he spit out.

Shen Wannian is a little skeptical about life now, is the man in front of him really Mu Liang?

The mysterious and amazing aura that shrouded him now is really too different from what she sees on weekdays, and the corners of her mouth twitch unconsciously: "When pronouncing my name, it is not suitable to gasp for breath, it will cause misunderstanding between each other." ”

After a pause, Shen Dunian approached him as if seeking verification, tilted his head and looked at this demon face carefully, and sighed: "Mu Liang, I finally know why you can become an actor." ”

Mu Liang's thin lips hooked lightly, put his hands in his pockets, and said with interest: "It's not too late to know now." ”

Shen Dunian stretched out his hand to make a stop movement for him, held his forehead and bowed his head, "You wait for a while, I need to slow down." ”

Mu Liang tilted his head, admiring Shen Wannian's extremely doubtful appearance of life, and his smile deepened.

Shen Dunian relaxed, took a deep breath and looked at him: "You already know that the poster is me?"

Mu Liang didn't deny it, only said: "It's not important, don't you want to know about the courtyard in the North District?"

Shen Wannian nodded: "I want to know, but, why do I think this thing is weird, is it my delusion?" You wait for me to be smooth, Bai Shuliang asked Jun Yiqing to talk about the courtyard in the North District, the question is how Bai Shuliang knows, I just searched for a keyword casually, but it happened to hit your gun, and ......"

"No, I said, whatever help you need, as long as you say it, I will help you. Mu Liang blocked Shen Wannian's last words.

Shen Wannian's eyes flickered, she raised her eyes to look at such a strange and familiar Mu Liang, and for the first time felt that he might be, sincerely.