The sky is dark, the twilight pulls the moon into the night, the prosperity falls, the hustle and bustle ends, and all kinds of lights and shadows linger in front of you.

Greeting Anran leaned in the back seat, looking at the scenery flying by outside the car window, with a black and white twilight: "Stop, I'll go down and walk." ”

Wen Qingyuan turned his head to glance at her, and asked An Ran that the heavy makeup on his face covered her beautiful face, which was not half similar to her cold and indifferent appearance on the screen, and it was difficult to recognize her identity at a glance.

He turned his head, leaned back in his chair, took out a cigarette and lit it, and couldn't see his expression clearly in the mist: "Go, you go back by yourself." ”

Wen Qingyuan spoke, and the driver stepped on the brakes, and asked An Ran without even taking his coat, and directly opened the door and got out of the car.

In this crazy and confused city, in the cold and black and white world, the unreturned people always have to keep walking, but they may not be able to find a place to live.

In front of the glass window, the haute couture dress was dazzling in the light, clean and pure, and she reached out to trace the appearance of the dress through the glass window.

The fingertips are cool, so cold that it seems to penetrate into the bones, making people tearful and trembling at the bottom of their hearts.

Suddenly, the glass window reflected the figures of the two people, one high and one low, faint to the point of fainting.

Without waiting for An Ran to turn around, the person behind him spoke, with a smile: "Ask the queen!" ”

Hearing this voice, Wen Anran suddenly didn't dare to move, she just stood quietly and didn't reply, as if the skirt in the glass window attracted all her mind, and the others were not worth mentioning.

With this makeup, I walked on the street for a long time, and no one else found out.

There was only one person, the one standing behind her, who could accurately and surely identify her.

"It's cold at night, isn't it cold to wear so little?" Feng Yu was extremely glad that he had taken a few more turns on the street before he could run into her by chance.

He directly took off his coat and draped it over her, stepped forward, turned his back to the window, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned his head to look at the side face of Qian Anran.

"I'm not, you recognize the wrong person." Ask Anran to tilt his head slightly, lower his voice, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Ask the actress, what do you play?" Feng Tong reached out and touched Wen Anran's face, and without waiting for her to dodge, he directly wiped the makeup on her face, "This painting is really ugly." ”

Knowing that she couldn't hide it, she directly waved away her hand: "Don't look at it if it's not good-looking." The tone was light, and he couldn't hear anything abnormal, and his waist was still straight, and he didn't turn his head.

Feng Tong seemed annoyed when she heard her, and immediately smiled: "I said the wrong thing, you look good no matter what." ”

Hands on her shoulders, snapping her straight to her side, letting her see her sincere eyes.

Asked An Ran didn't expect Feng Yu to suddenly be like this, and raised his head to face him.

The sunshine, the atmosphere, the eyebrows and eyes are full of smiles, and even the smile looks gloomy, as if the rising sun is radiant, and it is just like the teenager of the year has not changed at all.

Wen Anran looked at the person in front of him quietly, his expression did not change, or he was expressionless, but without warning, two lines of tears were drawn down the contours of his face, burning Feng Yan's eyes.

"You...... Don't cry, it's really not good to cry. Feng Xiao was stunned and then stunned, and immediately clumsily wiped her tears, but wiped her makeup.

The evaluation of the wind on the Internet is a pair of amorous eyes, in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the game world.

But in front of Qian Anran, Feng Tong was just a hairy guy, and he could only be helpless in the face of tears.