Once again, Mu Youen's lipstick was kissed by An Tuohai to the point that there was nothing left, and the lipstick she secretly hid was also confiscated by An Tuohai.

"An Tuohai! Give me back the lipstick. Mu Youen, who was confiscated from her lipstick, was furious, she pointed to the clothes on her body that she didn't even dare to look at, and the most important thing was that the dark clothes made her whole person look lifeless, she felt that wearing a little lipstick would not be so lifeless: "Don't you think I look very ugly now?" ”

After listening to her words, An Tuohai really looked at her seriously, and after the meeting, he said to her: "Mu Youen, where are you ugly?" It's clearly beautiful. ”

It's beautiful? Talk nonsense!

An Tuohai pointed to her bloomers: "I promise, women in the whole of Istanbul will not be able to wear such rustic pants so special like you." ”

Isn't it special? Mu Youen looked down at his bloomers, as if ...... A little.

"Your clothes are also very good-looking, although the style is ordinary, but the effect of wearing it on you is different." He patted her face: "Youen, Mu Youen, a woman's beauty does not lie in how much makeup she wears on her face, not in how fashionable clothes she wears, but in her temperament, the temperament of a truly beautiful woman lies in the fact that she can wear very ugly and ordinary clothes with a special temperament." ”

Belch...... When did An Tuohai say such beautiful things like this, and besides, such beautiful words from An Tuohai's mouth were not exaggerated at all, and they were full of sincerity, and besides, is An Tuohai talking about her? Mu Youen thinks yes no matter how he thinks about it! An Tuohai's words next made her heart flutter.

"Mu Youen is the kind of truly beautiful woman I just talked about."

couldn't help it, the corners of Mu Youen's mouth rose, and then she no longer felt uncomfortable for her rustic clothes and felt faceless, she obediently followed An Tuohai to get out of the car, let him take her hand into the hotel, and walked into the elevator, An Tuohai was looking at her in the elevator, which made Mu Youen's cheeks red.

When he got out of the elevator, he was standing there with no intention of leaving, he was still watching her.

"Tuo, what's wrong with you?" Mu Youen asked.

His eyes were on her lips.

"An Tuohai, you kissed me anymore, and the lipstick was also taken away by you." Mu Youen paused!

"Mu Youen, you've been smiling." An Tuohai said.

Damn, look at what kind of man she has married, Mu Youen said in his mouth, "I haven't been smiling." As she spoke, she touched the corners of her mouth with her hand, and then ......

It seems that she really laughs all the time, she keeps laughing for a reason, An Tuohai praised her for the first time, what a rare thing to happen, she is very happy to come.

An Tuohai sighed, he moved closer to her, his fingers fell on the corners of her mouth, and then, Mu Youen saw through the reflection of the sloping corridor ceiling that An Tuohai pulled the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but rise down, and pulled out an arc that bent downward, as the corners of her mouth were forcibly pulled down, her face, which was still a little bit of a look, suddenly became a sad face, and the little look that belonged to her face was suddenly gone.

And, listen to what An Tuohai said to her, he said, "Mu Youen, the expression you had just been smiling at was terrible. ”

Looking at the sad face printed on the ceiling, Mu Youen gritted his teeth: "So, now this kind of expression is going to be obtained?" Well? ”

An Tuohai laughed lightly, and then pulled the corners of her mouth into a balance line: "At most, he can only see this expression, do you hear it?" ”

The corners of the mouth were torn into a balance line, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like a nun with a flat expression, and Mu Youen gave An Tuohai back an expression of "I spit on you".

"Don't forget, the next thing you're going to do is not a wedding ceremony, it's not an engagement ceremony, it's a special farewell ceremony." An Tuohai explained.

Yes, she was going to attend a special farewell ceremony, and it was a sad thing for a living person to say goodbye to a dead person, and indeed it would be disrespectful for the dead to laugh all the time.

Mu Youen nodded.

An Tuohai took her hand with a satisfied expression.

At eleven o'clock, Mu Youen and An Tuohai stood outside the door of the hotel room, An Tuohai opened the door of the hotel room, and the door of the room tore out a one-third of the gap.

"You go in, I'll pick you up when I'm done." He said to her.

Mu Youen nodded.

After a slight touch of his lips on hers, he walked away the way they had come, and when Mu Youen couldn't see An Tuohai, she pushed open the door of the room.

Halfway up the hill in the Old Town, the hotel rooms are very well lit, and the large floor-to-ceiling glass prints the blue sea and blue sky of Istanbul, and down the blue sky, a tall man standing in front of the window with his back to her, an ivory shirt and gray trousers.

The man standing in front of the window seemed to be immersed in his world, unaware that there was a second person in the room.

Mu Youen stood behind the man, stiffened, and called out, "Sir." ”

Her gentleman voice made the man turn his head.

"Kashiwahara embroidery!" After seeing the man's face clearly, Mu Youen blurted out.

The man walked towards her against the light, stopped a step away from her, and greeted her with a smile on the elegant smile that Istanbul girls love.

"Hey, Mu Youen."

Mu Youen looked at Bo Yuan Xiu blankly, her mind couldn't turn for a while, could it be that friend of his in Antuo Haikou was Bai Yuan Xiu?

"I'm glad you remember my name." Kashiwahara said the second sentence.

For a long time, the unsound memory made Mu Youen more or less wary in the face of strangers, but it seemed that Mu Youen had no sense of vigilance against the man in front of him who was more like a man called "Kashiwahara embroidery" from beginning to end, and an extremely wonderful emotion made her think that Kashiwahara embroidery would not hurt her, and the three words "Kashiwahara embroidery" made her feel inexplicably intimate in just a few days.

It was that intimacy that made her blurt out the next words: "Of course I will remember you." ”

Kashiwahara's palms were tightly pressed together to suppress the pain in his heart.

Standing in front of him is his green plum! At first sight, she was ten years old, he was fourteen, she was thin and small, and her height was only below his shoulders.

The more painful the heart, the more attachment the smile is released.

"It's an honor to hear that." He said to her.

In the hotel room halfway up the mountain, there was an ivory small table by the window, and Mu Youen wanted to ask Kashiwahara Xiu, who was seriously making coffee for him, a few questions several times, but the message released by Kashiwahara Xiu, who was making coffee, seemed to be that as soon as she opened her mouth to talk to him, his coffee would not be able to be boiled well.

Kashiwahara is now making coffee for Mu Youen because he says that his "she" used to like the coffee he brewed the most, and that the coffee he brewed was the most time-consuming Turkish coffee.

Finally, in an hour's time, Kashiwahara had finished all the boiling steps of Turkish coffee, and he pushed the honey-filled coffee in front of her, looking expectantly.

The aroma of coffee made Mu Youen drool, but ......

"Mr. Bai, the coffee you brewed is just what I have drunk." Mu Youen said apologetically: "The doctor told me not to touch coffee, I may have liked coffee very much, but I can't let my liking it, because Tuo will be sad." ”

Mu Youen had that experience, sometimes being bound by various frames for a long time will produce a rebellious mentality, in the spirit of that rebellious psychology she drank a large cup of Turkish coffee that Senna made for her boyfriend, and finally the cup of Turkish coffee made her vomit and diarrhea, after three days of insomnia she saw that her man's dark circles were even stricter than her, and his eyes were full of gloom when he looked at her, as if it was his fault that she couldn't drink Turkish coffee, he hugged her and kept saying sorry and grace to her, she asked him why," Because of Turkish coffee" he replied, at that moment Mu Youen understood that she couldn't eat the food she liked as she wanted and do the things she liked, An Tuohai was more uncomfortable than Mu Youen, in fact, he didn't have a specific concept of whether he liked to drink coffee or not, "Ah Tuo, coffee is because you always don't let me touch it, so I think it's very delicious." She replied honestly that day, and from that day on, An Tuohai asked Mu Youen not to touch anything, and she would not touch anything.

At this moment, her words made the face of the man sitting opposite turn blue and white, and he hurriedly left his seat.

After that, he returned to his previous seat, he looked at her, and said "I'm sorry" in a dry and astringent voice. ”

After that, Mu Youen followed Kashiwahara to lunch, and during the lunchtime, Mu Youen finally figured out the thing that made her nervous, and what made Mu Youen feel good was that Kashiwahara Xiu did not tell An Tuohai what they had encountered before, that is to say, An Tuohai didn't know what happened in White Square at all.

"Actually, I don't know your husband well, I only met through a mutual friend of ours, and after that, I called your husband, and I begged him for help." Kashiwahara embroidered and said to her.

After lunch, Kashiwahara Xiu took her back to the hotel room, and he pointed to the bed: "Mu Youen, it's time for your lunch break." ”

Mu Youen felt that Kashiwahara embroidery was a bit like An Tuohai when he said this.

Not drinking the coffee that Kashiwahara embroidery had brewed for a long time made Mu Youen feel uncomfortable, she patted her face and said that she was in good spirits and didn't need a lunch break.

"Mu Youen!" Kashiwahara frowned.

Mu Youen felt that the embroidery of Kashiwahara, who frowned and forced her to take a lunch break, was also very similar to An Tuohai, so she obediently walked to the bed, wait......

Standing in front of the bed, Mu Youen turned around.

As if she understood her thoughts, Kashiwahara Embroidery's face revealed an expression that you thought too much and that what you were worried about would not happen.

Even so, Mu Youen felt the need to observe again.

"Little ......" Kashiwahara Xiu watched her open her mouth, and suddenly paused when she opened her mouth, and then he turned around very suddenly, and his voice was faint: "Mu Youen, if you were her, I would do bad things, but you are not her, you just have a face like her, and your body is ......"

Obviously, Bai Yuan embroidery was disgusted with her figure, and then Mu Youen climbed into bed with confidence.

At half past two in the afternoon, the sound of the TV was turned down very small, and the TV was constantly interspersed with all kinds of pictures, specifically playing what Kashiwahara embroidery didn't know, all his attention was caught by the breathing voice behind him, he listened to the breathing sound little by little became even, each breathing voice represents the passage of time, and every moment of time passage has a faint sweetness and faint pain.

His little nong is still alive, but this is the last time they spend together.

At three o'clock, Kashiwahara received a call from Song Yuze to his mobile phone, and the content of their call continued the pattern of two hours ago.

"What is she doing now?"

"I'm sleeping."

"Where do you sleep?"

"In my bed, of course." Kashiwahara was more than happy to answer this question, and he especially accentuated his tone when he read the three words "my bed".

Song Yuze quickly hung up the phone.

The phone was put back in its original place, Kashiwahara turned off the TV, and he picked up the notebook that Song Yuze handed him and opened it.

Feeling the itching of her cheeks, Mu Youen opened her eyes, the first time she opened her eyes, she saw Kashiwahara embroidery's face that was very close to her, the second time Mu Youen found that Kashiwahara embroidery's palm was sticking to her cheek, and the third time Mu Youen quickly separated Kashiwahara Embroidery's hand that fell on her face, and at the same time she sat up from the bed in a panic and shrank back.

From beginning to end in her series of movements, Kashiwahara looked at her with a quiet expression, and his eyes were dyed with deep sadness as he looked at her, and the sad atmosphere flowed through the room.

"Do I look like her?" Mu Youen touched his face.

Kashiwahara nodded.

At half past four, Mu Youen and Kashiwahara left the hotel room, and Kashiwahara asked her to accompany him to the Sultan Ahmet Mosque.

"Why do you want to go there?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Sultan Ahmet Mosque, also known as the Blue Mosque, is located in the center of the old city of Istanbul, the Blue Mosque is the place where Mu Youen wants to come in his heart, before she had asked An Tuohai to bring her here, but An Tuohai said that the crowd here was too dense and waited for her to come when she was better, just a month An Tuohai said that he would bring her here in October, but he didn't expect it, but she and Bai Yuan embroidery came here first.

When they arrived at the Blue Mosque at about half past five, the daylight of the goose egg yolk spread over the beautiful building, and the Muslims in robes led them through the long cloister to the temple dyed golden by the setting sun, at the direction of the congregation, and they performed the Islamic worship rites.

"Mr. Bai, what are we doing here?"

"Legend has it that if you come here before sunset, as long as your heart is pious enough, your dreams will come true, Mu Youen, will you help me?"

"Of course."

"Then close your eyes, don't think about anything, don't ask anything."

By the time I left the mosque, it was nightfall.

"Mr. Bai, what wish did you just make?"

He looked at her.

"I hope to meet her in the next life, at that time I must not be selfish, not cowardly, not stingy, not afraid of taking responsibility, at that time I must work hard to learn loyalty and protection, and giving."

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