Mu Yan looked out the window as the rain became heavier and heavier, and through the sealed glass window, she seemed to be able to hear the howl of the wind. Occasionally, plastic bags blown up by strong winds were twisted and fluttered in the air, unable to find their way.

A typhoon is coming!

She just called her mother, and she won't go to the hospital to see Uncle Liu today. Her mother complained that she shouldn't have gone every day, that she was tired and wasting the fare, so she had to smile and hang up the phone.

She was the only one left in the office, and in the afternoon typhoon warning, her colleagues left work early.

She packed her things and hesitated to go back now. She knew that if her little umbrella went out, it would have to be blown over by the wind.

The phone screen flashed, and she opened it to see, "Come down right now!" "Who is it?

At the entrance of the Twin Towers, a black Maybach shows its proud figure in the wind.

Mu Yan stepped closer, and the car door slid open silently.

Qin Hanyang sat firmly in the back seat, Mu Yan knew that the message was sent by him, so he didn't speak, raised his legs and got into the car, sat next to him, and the car door closed automatically.

"Blue Ocean Peninsula." Qin Hanyang's deep voice sounded.

Driver Huang nodded silently, and with a bang, the car rushed into the raging storm.

There was silence in the trunk, and you could see the wind and rain and splashing water outside the window, banging on the window, and the wipers waving their arms wildly.

Mu Yan wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start for a while. Get the shop rent, hospital pick-up, and the mobile phone you hold...... She shifted to straighten her back.

"Miss Mu, your father has been recovering well these days!" Driver Huang broke the dullness. Turn on the CD player casually, soothing classical music flows out, permeating the trunk, and the fragrance on the air conditioning vent brings the scent of a forest.

"Thank you, Master Huang, for your help, call me Mu Yan, it's more casual and kind."

"Don't thank me, you know who to thank." Driver Huang laughed half-jokingly, half-seriously. He knows when to speak up and when to shut up.

Mu Yan turned to look at Qin Hanyang, wanting to express her gratitude. But I saw him leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind. She twisted back again, not daring to disturb him casually.

When he arrived at the Blue Ocean Peninsula, Driver Huang held a double umbrella by the car door, Qin Hanyang got out of the car and took the umbrella, asking him to come over at seven o'clock tomorrow and go directly to the airport.

Driver Huang answered and quickly got into the car. After Mu Yan and Qin Hanyang disappeared into the wind and rain, he started the car and walked away. He was happy for Qin Hanyang, followed Qin Hanyang for five years, and saw him take a woman home for the first time.

Walking from the wrought-iron gate of the closed management to the lobby of the residential building was only a few dozen meters, and the two of them were holding umbrellas, still drenched by the relentless wind and rain. Especially Mu Yan, Qin Hanyang put his arm around her waist, and she kept stiffening, exposing half of her body to the wind and rain.

Qin Hanyang opened the door, but Mu Yan hesitated and didn't dare to enter.

"Afraid I'll eat you?" Qin Hanyang walked in by himself, changed his slippers and went upstairs to the shower room.

Mu Yan was not afraid that Qin Hanyang would eat her, she seemed to want him to eat her more in her heart, she was shocked by the simplicity and elegance that came from the door.

A small white European-style table at the door naturally forms a hallway. On the side is a column of white crystal glass, and then look inside, all white, white Jane European sofa, white TV wall, white escalator spiraling up...... The feeling of not being able to see the end. Luxurious yet understated.

She was dripping with water, and she didn't dare to step on the glittering floor.

"Either you go or you come in. I don't have to ask the doorman to stand guard. Qin Hanyang wore a blue plaid bathrobe and threw Mu Yan a big towel.

"There are slippers behind the door, and there is a shower room on the right-hand side." He walked into the kitchen.

Mu Yan quickly wiped the water on her body with a towel, changed into slippers, and walked into the palace that dazzled her.

After taking a bath, Mu Yan was embarrassed to find that she had no clothes to change out except for the bath towel on the shelf. When I was in a hurry, I heard Qin Hanyang say that there were clothes at the door.

She slowly opened the door, and sure enough, there was a smoky blue bathrobe with white dots on the chair in the doorway.

He's pretty attentive! She was a little happy in her heart. It was obvious that the bathrobe was his, wide and mopping the floor, tied around the waist, as if wearing a Hanfu.

Mu Yan washed the clothes she took off and hung them on the shelves on the small balcony, which was facing the kitchen, and Qin Hanyang was busy cooking.

"Do you want my help?" She stood behind him and watched him expertly pick vegetables.

"No, you go to watch TV, there is no food in the refrigerator, it seems that I have to wronged you." Qin Hanyang lifted the lid of the pot and stirred the noodles.

Mu Yan suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, this scene seemed to have been seen many years ago, her father was in the small kitchen, cooking noodles and making her laugh.

She lost her mind for a few seconds, then turned to look at his home.

At the innermost part of the living room was a study, and by the door was a large wooden couch with soft gray-blue cushions. The hill outside the window is close in front of you, and the broken rain hits the window, forming a freehand painting of ink and wash. On a large desk by the window, a pot of pothos in a white porcelain basin is lush and full of life. A few drooping branches stretch out to the table in a graceful arc.

Mu Yan's face suddenly turned red, isn't this the birthday gift she gave him! That two-bedroom cottage, that lingering first kiss...... Every scene flashed before her eyes, and she hurriedly walked to the bookcase and pulled out a book casually, for fear that someone would guess her thoughts.

"It's time to eat." Qin Hanyang stood at the door and called her gently.

A bowl of noodles is topped with a poached egg and sprinkled with finely chopped green onions. A plate of boiled greens with oily green water.

Mu Yan ate very happily, Qin Hanyang in front of her made her feel no pressure, and his every move was as warm as a brother next door.

"Are you full?"

"I've never been so full." Mu Yan is the kind of physique that can't eat fat, and Qin Hanyang gives her as much noodles as his own. She took it all and ate cleanly.

Qin Hanyang's eyes smiled deeper, and he liked her unpretentious personality.

After dinner, the two were reading in the study, and Mu Yan sat cross-legged on the couch and walked into the world of books with taste.

The wind and rain outside the window are fierce, and the lights and shadows in the window are warm. Time flows quietly like water.

Qin Hanyang yawned, "I'm sleepy, let's sleep." He put down the book in his hand, got up and walked out of the study.

Mu Yan jumped off the wooden couch, got up and turned off the light. followed Qin Hanyang all the way, went up to the second floor, and walked into his large bedroom.

Qin Hanyang seemed to have forgotten her existence, lifted the cool quilt and lay down sideways by himself, and entered a state of false sleep.

Mu Yan stood stupidly beside the bed and thought for a full minute. Regardless of it, he gently lifted the corner of the quilt and got in.

The two-meter big bed, she and him turned sideways, like two lone stars across the Milky Way, waiting for a magpie bridge flying frame.