Lin Shuang walked outside the door and stood on the balcony and looked downstairs, and after a while, Qin Qing's figure appeared, she was wrapped in a thick down jacket and wearing a velvet hat, and her face was almost invisible.

When she walked under the street lamp, she suddenly turned around and looked up at the fifth floor, was stunned for a moment, then smiled, waved her hand to Lin Shuang, said nothing, and dragged her suitcase away.

The shoulder was suddenly grabbed from behind, and a warm body leaned over, "Go in, it's cold outside", Shen Muhan gently held her hand.

Lin Shuang hummed and obediently followed Shen Muhan into the house.

"It's cold early, let's go out to eat?" Shen Muhan walked over and unhurriedly packed up the buns and scallion pancakes scattered on the table, glanced back at her and picked up the bag.

"Don't throw it away" Lin Shuang ran over in two steps and took the plastic bag, it was indeed uncomfortable for people to touch it cold, but she couldn't throw it away like this.

Qin Qing specially sent her breakfast, and she even saved her share because of Shen Muhan.

Shen Muhan stopped and looked at her, and before Lin Shuang could explain, he smiled at her as if he understood, "Then don't throw it away."

"Let's put it in the refrigerator first, and then heat it up for dinner in the evening?" Shen Muhan smiled and stretched out his hand.

Although I don't know what he meant when he said dinner at night, but this cold breakfast must not be able to eat now, Lin Shuang thought about it and put the thing in Shen Muhan's hand.

"Go get dressed, we'll go down for breakfast later" Shen Muhan looked at her, and without waiting for Lin Shuang to answer, he walked over and opened the refrigerator and put it in early.

Lin Shuang was stunned in place for a while, until Shen Muhan closed the refrigerator door and walked over, she hurriedly entered the bedroom, and vaguely seemed to hear a chuckle outside the door.

The two went downstairs hand in hand like all lovers, passing under the trees where the ice and snow melted, and Shen Muhan still insisted on walking on the left when crossing the street.

The advertisement on the bus stop seemed to have changed, and when Lin Shuang passed by, she glanced at it casually, she paused and looked at it twice.

It should be an advertisement for a shampoo, and the long hair of Shiratani Yu in the picture is pitch black and soft, floating out like a pool of seaweed.

"What's wrong?" Shen Muhan also stopped, followed Lin Shuang's line of sight and looked at the advertisement on the bus stop sign, he paused and had no expression on his face, "Do you like it?" ”

"It's okay, I don't like it" Lin Shuang glanced at the billboard twice, "Although she is very beautiful, I still like ......"

Shen Muhan laughed out loud and reached out to rub her hair, "I'm talking about clothes."

Clothes?

Lin Shuang looked up at Shen Muhan suspiciously, and then looked at the billboard, Bai Guyu was wearing a small white off-the-shoulder leather dress.

She is already fair-skinned, and this little dress makes her bright and moving, with two points of refinement and strength, pure and sexy.

Sure enough, as Xie Lulin described, she was elegant and generous, her expression was noble like a princess, and a smile could make people lose their souls.

If you wear it on her, I'm afraid it won't taste like this, right?

"This is not for you" Shen Muhan smiled lightly again, reached out and grabbed her shoulders and broke her body to the left.

Pointing to the little advertisement, "You'd better be like this."

It was a petite girl, wearing only a simple ponytail and a tulle skirt, revealing a tender white calf, and two chubby little feet.

It's not the same grade as Bai Guyu at all.

It turned out that in his eyes, the gap between her and Bai Guyu was so big? Lin Shuang felt a little uncomfortable thinking about it, Shen Muhan suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair again, this time the strength was a little big, and Lin Shuang subconsciously shrank her neck.

"But none of them are you" Shen Muhan was laughing, with a little lingering tail note, his voice was very soft, but she heard it very clearly, so clear that her heartbeat seemed to be much lighter in an instant.

Shen Muhan was still laughing, leaned over slightly and stroked Lin Shuang's hair behind her ears, straightened her neck again, and then took her hand, "Let's go, it's cold outside."

It's really cold outside, so cold that the two of them hid in the house after breakfast and didn't come out, and lunch was ordered for takeout.

"Didn't find what you wanted?" Shen Muhan went to throw away the garbage and came back, Lin Shuang was still lying on the bed flipping through the web page, he chuckled and glanced at her, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Lin Shuang shook his head and dragged the mouse from top to bottom again, "There's nothing to see."

Shen Muhan chuckled and looked at her, reached out and dragged the computer to his side, "Don't you like it?" He glanced at the screen casually, "Don't you like to watch horror movies?" ”

Lin Shuang leaned over and looked at the screen, "I've seen these before, there's nothing to see."

Shen Muhan flipped through the web page in silence, and finally stuffed the computer into Lin Shuang's arms and stood up, "Why don't you read the book, there are some thriller novels on the bedside table, you flip through them"

"I'll take a shower, you watch first" Shen Muhan walked to the table and opened the drawer to take a bag of potato chips and threw it to Lin Shuang, then turned around and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door by the way.

Lin Shuang was stunned and took the potato chips, she didn't tear them off immediately but threw them aside and turned around to look through the bedside table, she had long wanted to see this bedside table, but she always felt that it was not good.

Although this is Shen Muhan's place.

There were really a lot of books in it, one by one, neatly stacked, and Lin Shuang took a cursory glance at most of them were medical books.

She pursed her lips and looked away, reached out and moved the book inside, and saw a thick photo album in the innermost part, and her movements paused, and she hesitated, but she still couldn't hold back.

Lin Shuang looked at the door with a thief's heart, and then wiped the outer frame and opened the thick photo album.

There are more than 100 photos in it.

Lin Shuang looked at them carefully one by one, guessing in her heart which one was Shen Muhan, and her eyes stayed on one of the photos.

The photograph looks a long time away, and it shows a young boy in a black shirt standing straight, expressionless, and his eyes dark and bright. Next to the little boy was a beautiful little girl, wearing a little pink dress and smiling brightly with two pigtails.

The girl seemed to like the little boy very much, one hand tightly hugged his arm and compared a scissor hand to him, although the little boy looked indifferent, but in Lin Shuang's opinion, the picture was surprisingly harmonious.

This little boy must be Shen Muhan.

Lin Shuang's gaze moved to the face of the little girl next to her, who is this girl?

It seems to be very intimate, what kind of relationship will they have?

She felt a little sad in her heart, she was sad that she had never seen him like this, she was a little envious of that little girl, and she was envious of her being able to participate in his past that she would never reach.

Lin Shuang was still immersed in unknown emotions, and there was a sudden soft sound outside the door, she was scared into a cold sweat, hurriedly stuffed the photo album inside, and waited for a long time, but the door was not pushed open.

It's not Shen Muhan.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then she cleaned up her mood and picked out a book that looked more attractive, flipped through two pages casually, and suddenly something fell out of it.

It's a photo.

Lin Shuang picked it up suspiciously, took it in her hand and looked at it, it was the back of a girl, who looked very young, should only be sixteen or seventeen years old, sitting on a milky white bridge in a white dress, with long willow branches hanging down to cover her silhouette.

With a banging of her head, Lin Shuang was a little unable to react, she stared at the photo and felt uncomfortable for a moment, as if she was being pressed by a big stone and couldn't breathe.

The door suddenly made a slight noise, and it was pushed open, Lin Shuang was startled and subconsciously stuffed the photo under the quilt, and Shen Muhan walked in slowly while wiping his hair with a towel.