Zhang Zhitao leaned his side face on Mu Ziyang's broad chest, and the breath belonging to Mu Ziyang swept overwhelmingly, burrowing into her nose, brain, and also into the bottom of her heart.

Among them, there is also a strong smell of cigarettes.

Zhang Zhitao, who originally hated cigarettes, did not reject it at the moment, and even felt very nostalgic.

Mu Ziyang rarely smokes, he smokes so much, there must be something unhappy.

Zhang Zhitao found that Mu Ziyang was so fragile at this moment, as fragile as a child.

I really want to hug him and give him the comfort I can.

The picture freezes at this moment, the top of the mountain, the beautiful scenery, the two embrace, with the mountains and rivers as the frame, and them as the scene.

It's a beautiful picture of decadence.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Ziyang slowly let go of Zhang Zhitao, his mood had returned to calm, and he smiled at Zhang Zhitao.

The smile was confident, his eyes were clean and clear, and he didn't see the decadence and fragility just now.

Zhang Zhitao thought, this is the person who has experienced wind and waves and despair, and the healing power is always so strong.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now." Mu Ziyang said embarrassedly.

Then turn around and look at the scenery below.

Only then did he realize that he had just blindly seen her, but what if Zhang Zhitao had other feelings for him?

He longs for Zhang Zhitao to fall in love with him, but the price of love is too great for him to give.

Because he didn't want her to get hurt.

It was he who was too careless.

didn't know that Zhang Zhitao had fallen in love with him and was close to the edge of harm.

"It's okay, everyone has times when they're in a bad mood." Although Zhang Zhitao was bitter in his heart, he still looked unimpressed.

That time, Mu Ziyang was drunk and was talking to other women, so sincerely.

This time it may be for that woman to be so decadent and so fragile.

She was very glad that Mu Ziyang could think of her when she was sad, but she shouted unwillingly in her heart, weishenme is her?

He didn't know that now, he was too easy to cause her heart to stir,

Not to mention such an intimate hug.

Mu Ziyang, how forbearant are you?

"Xiexie you." Mu Ziyang turned his back to Zhang Zhitao and said lightly.

Just now, I really had the urge to say "I love you".