Mu Yan ran to the gate of the community in one go, stopped a taxi, and roared back to her small apartment.

She took off her white T and jeans in a huff, and a pair of white sneakers were kicked far away by her. Rushed into the bathroom, turned on the showerhead, and the vapor filled the small shower in a short time. She rubbed her face and neck desperately, as if rubbing hard would wash away the kiss marks that the man had left on her.

Tears of grievance flowed down uncontrollably, and she felt that her twenty-one years of pride and innocence had been thrown into the street like a rag. Why is he like this, why? The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, if time could be turned back, she would rather never see him, and the man's pictures flashed in front of her one by one.

The afterglow of the setting sun was gone, and the man was still leaning on the railing. Mu Yan walked over, and the balcony was unexpectedly larger, two and a half times the size of her small apartment. There is a swing against the wall, and on the rack is a double armchair.

In the corner of the city where the night is getting darker, the lights are dim, and the distant and deep sky is dotted with a few stars.

"Thank you again for the cake and the wine, it's time for me to go back." Mu Yan said softly.

The man did not move.

"Goodbye!" Mu Yan turned to leave.

"It's a pity to enjoy such a beautiful scenery alone." The man turned around, and his voice was leisurely, with a kind of detachment and indifference, "The birthday will not end until twelve o'clock, how can you leave me alone irresponsibly?" ”

Mu Yan couldn't help but stop, he seemed to have a point. She had no choice but to turn around and look at him, and smiled embarrassedly, "Okay! Send the Buddha to the west, and good people do it to the end. I'll stay with you until twelve o'clock, my dad said to be honest. ”

"Your dad is very good at educating people!" The man turned back and jumped into the sky with his hands on the railing. At that moment, Mu Yan felt that he was very lonely and lonely, could he be like himself, without relatives and no one in this strange city? She understands the pain and joy that no one can share.

She walked over and leaned against the fence, next to him. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they both remained silent and did not speak. Time passed minute by minute, and the curtain became darker and darker.

Inadvertently, the man's hand rested on Mu Yan's waist. She shuddered, her body stiff and unable to move.

"Your feet are numb! Let's go inside. Mu Yan followed him into the room like a puppet.

The thick floor-to-ceiling curtain tripped her, and she leaned towards the man, who reached out to help her, but her stiff body still fell on the sofa by the window, and the man was also taken down by her.

The lights went out suddenly, and in the darkness, Mu Yan met the eyes of the man on her body, and his bright eyes made her heart beat faster and her breath short.

"I, I'm sorry—" She was a little incoherent.

Before the words fell, her lips were sealed, the man's lips pressed softly against her, she only felt her whole body tremble violently, and the first kiss came so quickly that she froze there, not knowing how to respond.

The man's lips were on hers, like a treasure in his mouth, cautious and greedy. He pushed the tip of his tongue open her closed lips and teeth, and the hot, slippery sensation filled her mouth. He wrapped her tongue in a nimble and powerful way. She finally responded, awkwardly kissing him back.

His hand slid across her neck, stroking incessantly on her back.

Mu Yan suddenly became alert, this man was still so strange, how could she be so casual, she began to struggle.

The man's kiss was even more powerful, and one hand rested on the back of her head, making her unable to move. The weight on her body continued to pressurize, and Mu Yan felt that she couldn't breathe. The man's hand slowly reached into her chest.

Mu Yan felt that her lips and teeth were numb, her whole body was soft, her eyes were gradually blurred, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest, and she felt that the struggle was a bit of a journey.

He doesn't look nasty, he and his dad have the same birthday. I must have some kind of fate with him! Twenty-one years of youth blank is not humiliating to hand over to him! There's nothing wrong with him!

She kept convincing herself, closed her eyes tightly, and let him rain kisses on her face and chest. She began to look for a comfortable angle and enjoy the feeling of affection that the man brought her.

The man suddenly stopped moving, and pulled out a remote control from the couch beneath her. The room was suddenly brightly lit, and Mu Yan's eyes couldn't adapt for a while, so she hurriedly blocked it with her hand.

The man stood up, his gaze grim and serious, "You can go." The tone is unmistakable.

Mu Yan climbed up in shame and pulled up her clothes. Running out as if they were running away......

Stinky man, stinky man! What's the big deal. This girl pities you and fulfills you, you are not rare!

After washing for more than an hour, Mu Yan's mood finally calmed down. When I walked out of the bathroom and leaned against the small balcony in my yukata, the doubts in my heart rose again.

The man said that the watch is imitation, the painting is pro, and the antique wash is easy to buy, who is it to lie! When I was an idiot, doubted my connoisseurship. Since I was ten years old, I have traveled with my father every winter and summer vacation, and I have seen a lot of knowledge. An engineer who lives in a small suite, but who has all those luxuries, is incredible. Could it be that he is a hacker? Thinking about the Matrix, she couldn't help but shudder.

He's none of my business, but fortunately, he didn't stumble into hatred for eternity! She shook her hair and let out a long sigh.

Just now I was sad that he didn't have feelings for himself, but now he is a little bit of a snickering joy that he has avoided a difficulty. Although she has never been in love, she has avant-garde ideological views, "There is no Yanagishita Megumi in the world, either the woman is ugly, or the man has a hidden disease." "The man must have had a hidden disease, either physically or psychologically. She thought to herself.

Forget about him! What moonshine, he didn't even want to know you, little fool!

She walked back to her room, picked up the pot of lush pothos on the table and went to the bathroom to change the water. The turquoise leaves rubbed gently in her palm, tickling, "What a self-inflicted idiot!" She couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and worked tirelessly for herself, carefully carrying the pot of pothos all the way.

Many years ago, my father came home with a pot of pothos and told her that the vitality of pothos is very tenacious, as long as it is not frozen, it can live with water, and it will be brilliant if you give a little sunshine. She fell in love with the plant ever since, just like her father said, "live strong and warm", and so did the pothos, and so did she.

The black Maybach business car was passing through the night, Qin Hanyang was sitting in the back seat of the car, there was a pot of pothos beside him, the pothos was divided into many branches, and the green leaves that were oblique from the side fell down, and he kept rubbing them with his palms.

"Mr. Qin, the Blue Ocean Peninsula has arrived." Driver Huang stopped the car and said softly.

The car door slid open silently, and Qin Hanyang carefully walked down with the pothos in his hand......