It was the same night again.

Yoon Eun-hye couldn't help but feel bitter as she looked at the man huddled outside her apartment door.

The man's drunken body, messy hair, and handsome face became a little decadent and gloomy at this time, as if he was not the same person as the imposing man in her memory.

Without hesitation, Yoon Eun Hye directly bent down and pulled the man's arm on his shoulder, the man's heavy body pressed her a little unable to breathe, Yoon Eun Hye took a deep breath, carried the man into the bathroom step by step, and then put the man in the bathtub.

Unbuttoned the man's clothes, and the man's strong and dark chest immediately appeared in Yoon Eun Hye's eyes, and Yoon Eun Hye looked at the man's eight-pack abs, and his cheeks involuntarily dyed a crimson. It's just that the white fingertips didn't stop, but continued to flick the belt around the man's waist......

Yin Eunhui's mood gradually calmed down, after all, she and he had met sincerely, and now that she looked at it again, she was not so apprehensive in her heart.

Put hot water.

Yoon Eun-hye picked up a towel and carefully wiped the man's naked body, but noticed that the man's thin lips were trembling slightly, as if he was saying something.

Yoon Eun-hye hesitated, and although he was a little curious, he still gave up listening to it.

However, the man's muttering became louder and louder, and the sound directly penetrated into Yoon Eun-hye's ears.

"Why...... Why ......"

Yoon Eun-hye is obviously in no mood to ridicule "100,000 Why Sao Nian" now, because she can feel that the three words of man contain a lot of pain and loss.

I put on shampoo and shower gel, and ten minutes later, a fragrant man appeared.

Men don't come to her apartment very often, but she still prepares a lot of men's items.

Changing into a men's pajamas for the man, Yoon Eun-hye dragged the man onto a white soft bed. The man's hair was still wet, but Yoon Eun-hye couldn't dry it directly with a hair dryer, so she could only get a towel to dry it slightly.

Yoon Eun-hye didn't notice that the moment she just stepped out of the room, the man's long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

After choosing a white dry towel, Yoon Eun-hye returned to the bedroom and turned on the light, and Yoon Eun-hye was stunned.

What about people?

The white soft bed has long since disappeared, leaving only a somewhat messy quilt.

Gone?

The lights are off.

The air is a little thin and a little quiet.

Suddenly, heavy and rapid breathing rang in Yoon Eun-hye's ears, followed by a warm breath from her neck.

A faint smell of wine swirled between Yoon Eun-hye's nose, and his neck was immediately wrapped around a pair of arms, and a soft murmur sounded.

"Mo Yao, why don't you choose me? Why ......"

Yoon Eun-hye just wanted to say something, but the man suddenly kissed her on the lips, and she wanted to resist, but the man's strength became stronger and stronger, and even the kiss became rough.

She raised her eyes just in time to meet the man's star-like eyes.

He wasn't drunk, she thought.

"You're not her, why aren't you her?"

The man didn't give her a chance to speak, and directly hugged her on the bed, firmly clamped her two wrists with one hand, and unbuttoned her clothes with the other hand.

……

It hurts, she thought as she bit her lip.

It's no different than ever, if not more brutal. Today, the man seems to be particularly domineering, without the slightest concern for her feelings, and the possessiveness he shows is extremely strong.

It's just that when a man does it, he says another woman's name.

"Mo Yao."

She won't feel better, it's not just her body that hurts, it's her heart.

It's just that she didn't dare to say this pain after all.

Because she is just a substitute for men, an insignificant existence.

In a trance, she seemed to see the man's phone screen light up, and the screensaver was a beautiful woman, a woman she had heard countless times.

So he was rejected by her?

Yoon Eun-hye's eyes became hollow, she didn't know whether to be happy or bitter, she had been suffering from the unknown side of men, and men would always present the best side to another woman.

It's her who falls in love with a man, not her.

Maybe it's fate.

……

The next day, she woke up with no one at her bedside.

She should be lost.

……

"So you've decided?" A man in a white lab coat looked at her.

"Hmm." She replied.

"It's going to give you a lot of criticism, and it's going to hurt a lot."

"It's okay." She replied.

"Since you've decided, so be it, but we can only do nine-point images here, or we'll be implicated."

"Thank you." She replied.

The man in the white coat looked at her beautiful face and couldn't help but say, "Actually, you are very good-looking, there is no need to make this choice, even if you don't like it, you can fix the part you don't like." ”

"Thank you, but I've already decided." She replied.

She decided, without regrets.

……

It's another night.

It's a man curled up in the bathtub and full of alcohol.

The difference was that he looked at her again, his eyes becoming blank.

"You, it's Mo Yao?" He caressed her face, and she felt a hint of pain.

"Hmm." She replied.

The man kissed her on the lips, his fingers unbuttoning her shirt, his movements a little hurried, but not as rough as before.

"Mo Yao."

It's the voice again, it's the name again, but it sounds so affectionate that it makes her a little dazed.

For a moment, she thought she was what he expected her to be.

It's just that she knows she can never become her.

When he entered her body, it was gentle, she thought.

This is probably the gap between her and her.

Nothing was said all night.

……

"Why?" The handsome man looked at her quietly, without any expression on his face.

How to say that? She didn't know.

"You think I'm going to like you?" A sneer appeared at the corner of the handsome man's mouth.

She shook her head and said seriously: "I like you, even if it's a replacement, even if it's a substitute for the rest of your life, I want to be the person you want." ”

The handsome man looked at her carefully for a moment, then suddenly stood up and said calmly to her, "We don't have to meet again. ”

With bitterness on her lips, she didn't struggle as she watched the man walk out of the bedroom.

Was she wrong?

She didn't know, but she could only admit the result.

……

Packing, closing the window, locking the door, she stood outside the door looking at the apartment number, overwhelmed.

I don't know how long later, she dragged her suitcase and turned to leave.

……

A year later, Kimchi Country.

A barbecue restaurant on Qinger Street.

Many people like to come to this barbecue restaurant because the proprietress is very beautiful and looks like the world-famous singer Qiu Moyao.

"Boss, let's have two chicken cutlets."

"yes, okay." A beautiful woman in an apron then threw the two chicken cutlets into the frying box, carefully playing with them back and forth.

Suddenly, a male voice remembered in front of her.

"A serving of roasted wings."

The beautiful woman subconsciously raised her head and saw a familiar handsome face.

The beautiful woman's heart throbbed, but her expression was very calm.

"Okay."

"Wait."

The beautiful woman was a little confused.

"I don't like to eat the same roasted wings as other people." The man said lightly.

"What?" The pretty woman is confused.

"I like to eat for one person, and I only eat for myself."

"I'm sorry, I have a lot of regular customers here." The beautiful woman said calmly.

"I'm not a customer."

"In my eyes, you are no different from them."

"No, the biggest difference between me and them is," the man directly forcibly hugged the beautiful woman and kissed her pink lips gently, "If I do this, you won't call the police." ”

The beautiful woman looked a little sluggish, she had never thought that a man would have such a scoundrel side.

"I'm sorry." The man said softly suddenly.

The beautiful woman was a little stunned, and her body seemed to freeze.

"You know me, and I'm not going to give up."

"But you've given up on her." The pretty woman said softly.

"So I'm not going to give up on you."

A moment before the beautiful woman made up her mind, the handsome man looked into her eyes and said, "Enhy, marry me." ”

It's her name.

Is she going to refuse? What is she going to do?

A beautiful woman who is at a loss can only be defeated in front of a strong man.

……

"Let's change back to the face we used to be."

"Nope."

"Why?"

"I want to know if you can tell the difference between her and me under this face, and if there is a mistake, I will leave."

"There will be no future."

The man gently stroked her soft hair.