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Xia Xin did not have the habit of recognizing the bed, when he was a child, no matter how dirty and difficult the place he was, whether there was a bed, whether there was a pillow, whether there was a quilt, it was not a problem, just a place to lie down, and he could fall asleep soundly.

Xia Xin's requirements have always been very simple.

However, lying in Beverly Hills, the top in the United States, lying on the luxurious bed in the master bedroom of this luxury villa, he couldn't sleep anymore.

A matter of the company?

No, great, don't want that company.

Does Xia Xin want money?

Of course not.

What he was thinking about was Shu Yuewu.

I was thinking about how to meet Shu Yuewu, how to speak, what facial expressions to make, and what kind of smile to try to show?

He didn't know.

He never even thought he would have a girlfriend.

I never thought that I would have the experience of breaking up with my girlfriend.

Ex-boyfriend?

What a strange word.

Ex-girlfriend?

This word is not only unfamiliar to him, but also dreamy.

In the year he spent with Shu Yuewu, most of the time he dealt with things with the mentality of no expectations and no disappointment, because he was injured too much, and he didn't want to be hurt again.

Therefore, on the surface, he said that the other party was his girlfriend, but in fact, he just did the work that a boyfriend should do, as for who his girlfriend is and how his girlfriend is, it doesn't matter, and he won't cross that line.

Until, he was just tempted, with the expectation of anticipation, perhaps, the two really have a future, and that future will be crushed immediately.

Fragmented, not even the slag remains.

And then it became what it is now.

Xia Xin couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his life can always be full of all kinds of "surprises", and he feels like God wants to play him to death, and never let him have anything good.

Thinking of Shu Yuewu, Xia Xin was in a complicated mood, and he couldn't sleep at all.

A mobile phone ringtone interrupted his thoughts, Xia Xin casually touched it from the bedside table, and didn't look at who it was, so he picked it up.

Unexpectedly, Xia Wushuang's voice came from the mobile phone.

The other party also saved the effort of being polite, and said straight to the point, "Even if you can't get back the company, the Wanliqi family must die, and you must not let them have a good time." ”

"Then, I wish you success, come on!"

Xia Xin hung up the phone straightforwardly.

Of course he knew Xia Wushuang's thoughts, Xia Wushuang wanted to be the head of the family, and regarded all the properties of the Xia family as his own, and he was more anxious than himself about the disposal of these 10,000 enterprises.

Xia Xincai didn't bother to care about him.

His attitude is that it is better to take it back, and if he can't take it back, forget it.

Xia Xin's current situation is that he has countless assets of the Xia family that are at least hundreds of billions higher, and what can he do if there are hundreds or hundreds of billions?

Will it be better to live on your own, can your parents be resurrected, can your sister come back, or can she get back together with her ex-girlfriend?

“……”

This thought made Xia Xin stunned, and then shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He doesn't seek fame, he doesn't seek profit, and he doesn't have the ambition to annex other families, unlike Xia Wushuang, this matter has no effect on him at all.

Xia Wushuang didn't call again because he knew each other very well. It's gone.

Xia Xin turned over a few more times, but he still couldn't sleep after all, got up, got dressed again, and by the way, put on the warm black coat that Xia Wanwan specially selected for him, got up and went out.

"It's only 10 o'clock, how can people sleep."

He had long been accustomed to going to bed around 1 o'clock, and the time was a little too early for him.

The nights in Los Angeles were cold, and as soon as Xia Xin walked out of the door, he felt a biting chill, which made his cheeks chill and his lips tremble a little.

After all, it's winter, and it's still night in the mountains.

Fortunately, the black coat was thick enough, Xia Xin wrapped his clothes tightly, stood up with a collar, and tried to hide his cheeks behind the collar to avoid being blown by the wind.

He was a little weak and couldn't stand the cold.

All the way along the coconut grove avenue in front of the villa, walking aimlessly, on both sides are a piece of thick greenery, and a series of exquisite villas hidden in the thick shade, where the world's stars and wealthy people gather.

Xia Xin didn't know many celebrities, but he recognized a couple sitting in a black car driving by the side, remembering what Zhang Feng particularly liked was called Bedoram, or the football star of the Shell Nanny.

It seems that the car is parked in the back, do you want to help Zhang Feng ask for a signed photo, but if you call the wrong name, will you be regarded as looking for ballast?

Xia Xin thought about it or forget it.

Feeling a little cold, he reached into the pocket of his coat and shrunk back in an effort.

"It's been a long time since I've felt such a biting chill."

Because of the frailty and the cold climate here in winter, the cold hair on the summer novice has risen.

After taking a few steps, I subconsciously looked up at the sky, and I couldn't help but feel that the sky in Los Angeles was brighter than in China, and I didn't know whether it was the high altitude or the light pollution, I always felt that the sky was like it had just been washed, beautiful, shining, the stars were blinking in the sky, and they were closer to the sky, as if the hand was stretched long enough, and it was really possible to catch the stars.

Xia Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud for his naïve thoughts.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity flooded over his chest.

He suddenly remembered that this scene, this night sky, he had seen it in another place.

Yes, when I was a child, when the chubby Shu Yuewu dragged herself to that secret location on the mountain, I also had this idea.

Xia Xin's memory has become clearer and clearer, under the vast starry sky that night, the stars are very bright, the moonlight is very bright, the boy's ignorant and immature words, and the girl's innocent and cheerful smile seem to ring in his ears again.

It was a rare wisp of color woven memories in his gray life on the run.

It was witnessed by the starry sky, the innocent and beautiful friendship between the two.

But the flower of friendship has not yet bloomed, but has withered everywhere.

And then it happened......

Xia Xin missed the past, and walked along Beverly's mountain road blankly to the halfway up the mountain.

The bright moon is still the same, and things are not people.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, the two of them had changed so much that neither of them recognized each other.

He remembered Shu Yuewu at that time, although she was gentle and kind, she was quite inferior, pitiful, had no friends, and was excluded by others, she longed for friends, wanted to play with friends, didn't want to be alone, and even wishfully believed that the mercy she prayed for was the so-called friend.

And now, she is the proud daughter of the sky, she is proud, smart, talented, perceptive, and she is the little princess who holds the moon with the stars, everyone envies, and is as beautiful as the Milky Way.

Her wish came true.

Xia Xin thinks this is very good.

She doesn't have to be alone anymore, she plays with herself, she plays the doctor, she plays the patient, she dances rubber bands, she plays cards with herself, and she has to talk to herself.

yes, that's great.

The wish has come true!

Xia Xin was also sincerely happy for Shu Yuewu.

No more two people eating grass together......

Thinking of the stupid appearance of the two of them eating grass together at that time, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

But that's where it all started.

At that time, I didn't really want to have contact with Moon Dance, and I didn't even want to talk to this fat, stupid, girl who could talk to me for an afternoon, I always felt that she was weird, a strange girl, and it was her squatting down and eating grass at that time that made me can't help but remind her.

And that's where the story begins......

Xia Xin was a little melancholy and a little embarrassed......

As he strolled, a very light melody that could hardly be heard by ordinary people reached his ears.

This made Xia Xin pause for a moment.

Flute?

Hey, this melody is...... Lullaby?

Xia Xin himself can blow it, but he hasn't blown it for a long time, he only blew it to Xia Ye when he was on the run before, and then he was busy making a living, and he was busy making orders every day, so he was negligent......

He was stunned, followed the small sound source, did not take the avenue, went straight along the steep ramp, from the middle of the thorny place, carefully, gently through it.

All the way through the greenery, through the dense grass, to the vicinity of the sound source.

It wasn't until Xia Xin slowly brushed aside a large bunch of branches and leaves in front of him, and clearly saw that sitting on the edge of the back terrace, under the thin princess skirt, Dao was as beautiful as the silhouette of the moonlight goddess, and the crisp leaves were attached to the thin red lips, and the melody played gently instantly coincided with the night of memory......

Xia Xin's eyes widened suddenly, he seemed to be back to the innocent and beautiful night when the two of them had no guesses......

Moon Dance ......

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