When I opened my eyes, an unfamiliar scene came into view.

Outside the window, the birch forest rustled, and the leaves swayed and rippled in circles and circles.

Heavy clouds were scattered in the sky, and small clouds scattered in twos and threes, and beams of light poured out into the forest.

A lonely road divides the birch forest in two. Orange taxis are parked on the side of the road.

The driver looked irrepressibly in the rearview mirror. Half of the face appears in the rearview mirror of the rectangular frame.

What kind of man is that.

A pair of heroic eyebrows are gently stretched, and the calmness and heaviness between the eyebrows are heroic, revealing the momentum of Arthurian majesty.

Those eyes, as deep and vast as the depths of the center of the ocean, have a complex temperament between firmness and confusion. His face will slowly pass with the long river of time, but those eyes will always be so bright and clear, when his smile emerges, like the morning sun; And when it is gloomy and deep, it is like the sunshine that cannot be hidden behind the dark clouds.

The golden sunlight shines through the young leaves, obliquely shining through the window, and the brilliance slowly crosses his face, as if the top art master has sketched the thrilling outline little by little with the gentlest brushstrokes, and in an instant his breathing suddenly stops.

A tall and straight body with a proper black suit. The plain white shirt accentuates the broad chest. Tight shoulder lines, flattering waistlines, delicate feet, etc., all indicate that this is a valuable haute couture handmade suit.

Looking upward, a short and medium-sized hair as black as ink has an elegant and awe-inspiring temperament in a messy manner, with a fatal attraction.

The driver clenched the sterling silver cross on his chest. He lamented that God had too much preference for this man, with an angular face, three-dimensional and resolute facial features, and almost every line was meticulously crafted, which met the most demanding aesthetic standards from any angle.

"Why did it stop?"

The magnetic voice came from the thin lip flap, a mellow voice like red wine, elegant and restrained, polite and gentlemanly. It's like an ink painting.

The driver swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and found that his throat was so dry that it looked like the deepest and driest part of the desert.

"It's already here." A hoarse, high-pitched voice came out of his mouth, and the last note came to an abrupt end. He cautiously looked behind him through the rearview mirror, as if he was afraid that his voice would blaspheme the man.

On the other hand, because of this blasphemy, there is a trace of happiness from the bottom of his heart, just like Eve who stole the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden.

He looked in the rearview mirror, and those inky black eyes cast the shadow of the sun, sparkling like dew on the tips of the leaves in the morning.

The clear sunlight pierced through the thick eyelashes, casting sparse shadows that gently echoed in the deep features. In the light and shadow, he couldn't see the face of the man in front of him clearly, he could only vaguely see the eyes under the Ying Ting's eyebrows, as if the fog was in the vast expanse of the deep sea, and the thrilling black was hidden in that layer of mist, but burst out with a deeper color.

"Yes. Thank you. ”

The corners of his lips curled in a charming arc, and his slender white palm landed on the handle of the door.

The driver sat quietly in his seat, looking in the rearview mirror and taking advantage of the man. The upper half of the man's body was bathed in golden sunlight, and the lines of his face suddenly softened. Dead silence narrowed his eyes, but he could only faintly see the outline of his face in that bright halo.

A cloud obscured the sun at this time. The golden sun behind the clouds did its best to release energy, outlining a light golden color on the edge of the clouds, like a splash of thick ink slowly fading away in the clear water, and the black, white and gray shades were rendered layer by layer.

The curve of the man's resolute chin was dyed a little softer in the hazy halo, and the thin lip flap was gently pursed, and the soft curve outlined a thrilling charm, as if all the colors of heaven and earth had disappeared.

The driver couldn't help but look into those eyes, and then he slammed into an endless darkness, deep and vast, and the lingering melancholy and confusion were like the golden sunlight that fell on the surface of the ocean in the early morning, even the rain curtain on the sky, even the world that lost its light, even the dark space, could not be blocked. It bursts with a fatal attraction that is strong and fragile, retro and elegant.

He pushed the door open. One leg stepped out of the car. The straight and slender thighs are wrapped in dark black suit trousers, and the glossy black casual leather shoes are not too formal and give people a sense of rigor, which is low-key hidden under the cropped suit pants, which seems to be ordinary, but exudes a mysterious temperament in an unknown corner.

The thin fabric wraps the narrow waist and wide shoulders closely, and the white shirt outlines the strong and well-proportioned muscles, and the lines of the chest and abdominal muscles can be seen vaguely, but they are never clear.

The driver only felt that his mouth was dry, and the indescribable restlessness overwhelmed him; Subconsciously looked at those eyes, and then crashed into the boundless abyss again, which made the driver's face fly two blush in an instant, and even the top of his head, which was bald due to age, was also slightly red. The scorching heat almost made him want to disappear immediately.

But even with such embarrassment, he was still reluctant to look away, just staring at the man in the rearview mirror in a daze.

Bang –

The closing of the door woke the driver. Only then did he turn his head and look at the back outside, the sun's broken gold shining through the dense shade of the trees on the tall and upright figure, like a beautiful oil painting, which was suffocating. The driver only felt himself screaming from all the pores above and below his body, and the attraction almost overwhelmed him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

The clouds drifted away, and the light poured down again, permeating the man's body.

The lines of his face are defined, like those of an ancient Greek statue; The black eyes were calm and cold, the short and medium black hair was not deliberately cared for, and a few strands of broken hair hung down on the forehead, adding a touch of softness to the heroic eyebrows. The sturdy figure could be seen looming in the golden sunlight, and the deep and seductive black eyes glimpsed at it, as if it amazed time, and the whole time and space stood still.

"Thank you."

His thin lips furled slightly, and he stepped out of his slender legs and walked to a low, shabby, leaky shop made of wooden planks on the side of the road.