Mu Yan was in a very happy mood, and she could go to Shengtong Technology to report on Monday. Although the salary is not high, the building, the office on that floor, no matter how you look at it, it has a high-end atmosphere. As her first job, she was quite satisfied, and when she received the notification on Friday, she was so excited that she stayed up all night. A good life began, and she secretly made up her mind that she must work hard and gain a firm foothold in G City.

The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, and the eyes are full of clusters of red, yellow, pink and white flowers, which is worthy of being the capital of flowers. After more than ten days of job hunting, she slowly got to know the city and fell in love with this beautiful city.

"Poof", the bus stopped steadily at the platform, and she got off the bus with a pot of pothos.

The main entrance of Parknshop is the entrance, and there are many people entering, a man wearing a dark blue short-sleeved T-shirt and light gray slacks, standing calmly by the door, holding a cake in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

Mu Yan can conclude that this is the person she wants to see today! She walked briskly towards him.

As if with a sixth sense, the man raised his head and looked at Mu Yan.

"Hello, is it your birthday date in the same city" Mu Yan asked timidly, wearing white T jeans and holding a pothos in a white porcelain basin in her hand. The man in front of her made her feel a surrendering aura.

The man's eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see through his thoughts. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he nodded, "It's me, thank you for coming." ”

It was this magnetic voice that's right, Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Happy birthday to you!" ”

The man smiled, walked to the side of the road and raised his hand to hail a taxi, opened the door and asked Mu Yan to get into the car. His hand was on the top of the car door, and after Mu Yan sat in, he also sat in and closed the door. Tell the driver the address, and drive away like a morale.

Mu Yan felt a little nervous, she lowered her head and clenched the pothos in her hand crampedly. She peeked and saw that his hand holding the cake box was white and round, and he was wearing a Patek Philippe on his wrist, and the silver hands on the black-blue dial were constantly flashing. She couldn't help but shrink her hand.

"This watch is a high imitation." The man's voice was soft but close to his ears.

She felt the man staring at her, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his face. Her face turned even redder with embarrassment, and she regretted that she shouldn't have come, the current situation didn't seem to be as simple as saying happy birthday and eating a cake.

When I got out of the car, I saw a residential community in front of me, and the green belt neatly separated the pattern of each building. Pressing the light on the 26th floor, the man stood in front of the button and looked sideways at Mu Yan.

Mu Yan became more and more nervous, and sweat couldn't help but ooze from her forehead. "Yes, is it to your house?" She sensitively felt that this was a man's home. How can a girl go to a strange man's house! She had the urge to run away.

The man didn't say anything, and the elevator door opened. The man walked out and looked back at her.

Mu Yan hesitated for a moment, and stepped out when the elevator was about to close, holding the pot of pothos.

Opening the door, to Mu Yan's surprise, the room was exquisitely furnished and spotless. In her imagination, an engineer's home should be a mess of hard drives, computers, servers, and the like. The house should have a diligent and tasteful hostess, she thought.

"This is for you."

"Thank you!" The man took the pothos and put it on the coffee table in the living room. "Take you on a tour." The man didn't wait for Mu Yeon's answer and walked towards the room.

A bedroom, a study, are not big, this two-bedroom is about sixty or seventy square meters. In the study, there is a long desk in the window, on which stands a brush stand, and a few sheep's hairs hang down. An antique pen wash and an inkstone. On the left and right sides of the wall are tall bookcases. The bookcase was full of books, and the man opened the door with no intention of entering.

Mu Yan looked at the wash and felt that it didn't look like a mortal thing, and the man would realize that he bought it when he was traveling, and it was just elegant.

The room called the bedroom has no bed, and there are some unopened paintings standing on the floor against the wall. There is a painting hanging on the wall, in which the woman has gentle eyebrows and eyes, a handsome face, and her rosy lips are gently pursed, and she looks like she wants to speak. Mu Yan felt that this beautiful painting style and realistic brushwork had the style of the Lingnan School, and wanted to see the inscription on the red seal.

"That's from a friend who studied painting." After the man finished speaking, he turned and went to the living room.

Mu Yan gently closed the door and sat on the sofa as she returned to the living room.

"You must be hungry, let's eat cake!" Man unwraps cake box.

"What shall I call you?"

The man paused for a moment and said, "It's okay to call me moonlight." Mu Yan felt that this man was talking about the screen name, and it was not easy to ask. I only blame myself for being too naïve, running to meet such a strange person and staying in his strange home, but fortunately, he is not like a bad person, so I will borrow his cake for my father's birthday.

Mu Yan relaxed, happily planted the candles, lit them, and sang the birthday song.

The man looked at the jumping candle flame, his face unhappy or sad. A trace of pain inadvertently flowing from his eyes was fleeting.

The man cut a large cake for her, got up and took out a bottle of red wine in the wine cabinet, poured it into the decanter, and looked at Mu Yan while shaking it gently.

"I don't drink." Mu Yan said, "My dad said that I get drunk when I drink, and I keep laughing when I'm drunk. "When I think of my father, her eyes are always foggy unconsciously.

"Interesting! I'd love to see you laugh all the way you keep laughing. The man smiled, poured a glass of wine and handed it to her.

Mu Yan looked at the beautiful rose-colored liquid in the goblet, and couldn't help but take it, Dad's smile appeared in front of her, is it really drunk when you drink, and you can't stop laughing when you're drunk!

The room was quiet, and the two of them were each thinking about their hearts, sipping the wine in their glasses. Occasionally, the man's gaze fell on Mu Yan's face, and she quickly dodged it. She ate her cake and drank the red wine one by one. The taste of this wine is very mellow and sweet, but I don't want to be very strong.

Mu Yan began to feel dizzy, and in a trance she heard a man's voice say, "You lie down and rest." She collapsed on the comfortable couch, her eyes closed......

I don't know how long it took, Mu Yan opened her eyes, and the light in the room was very dim. Thinking it was her own little apartment, she got up and looked for the light switch.

"Smack", the lights are on. "You slept so soundly!" The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at her.

Mu Yan immediately sobered up, "I should go back." Thank you for the cake and the wine. ”

She lifted the quilt that the man had covered her with at some point, and her feet eagerly searched for shoes.

With a bang, the man opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains of the balcony, pushed the door and walked out.

The sunset on the horizon is fading the last blush of redness, and the rare cool breeze of the summer night rushes in.

Mu Yan put on her shoes and wanted to escape, but she felt the need to say hello to him. Looking at his back leaning against the balcony railing, she walked over in a ghostly manner.