Chapter Twenty-Three: Ice Release of Suspicions

Zhuo Anran hurriedly helped him into the door, smelling the strong smell of wine lingering on his body, "Have you drunk?" ”

"Just drank a little bit."

Zhuo Anran glanced at him and didn't speak, a little bit, who are you fooling, I'm afraid it's a lot to drink when he gets drunk like this.

Zhuo Anran placed him on the sofa, went to the bathroom and went to the bathroom to wipe his hair wet, "It's raining so hard outside, why don't you bring an umbrella and drench yourself like a chicken in soup." ”

He squinted slightly to enjoy her service, and replied softly, "It hasn't rained when I come out." ”

"How do you know my family lives here?" As soon as this sentence was asked, Zhuo Anran regretted it, with Mu Jingqian's ability, it was easy to find someone, and she asked in vain.

"It's written on your profile."

"Huh?" When she handed over the information to the personnel department, she did have her home address on the basic information form, but she forgot about it. Mu Jingqian is afraid that he has already figured out all her information.

His hair was almost wiped off, and Zhuo Anran put the towel aside casually, "Mu Jingqian, did you come to me for something?" ”

He hugged her gently, rested his head on her shoulder, and almost whispered, "Ranran, I miss you." ”

Zhuo Anran's body was stunned, his clothes were wet and sticking to her body, and the cold feeling passed through the clothes to her skin. I feel very uncomfortable.

Zhuo Anran nudged him away and said slowly, "Mu Jingqian, go change your clothes, your clothes are soaked." ”

"Ran Ran ......" He reached out and tugged at the corner of her clothes, why did she always refuse him?

"I'll go get you clothes." Zhuo Anran pulled the corner of his clothes out of his hand, turned around and entered the room. At the bottom of the closet, there was a neatly ironed outfit that she had left with her when they had been together, and she had always had it with her......

Zhuo Anran handed the clothes to Mu Jingqian, "Go and change them." ”

Mu Jingqian looked at the suit in his hand with a little surprise, "Do you still have it?" ”

"Hmm." Zhuo Anran just nodded lightly.

This dress was when he was still in college, and when Zhuo Anran was playing with friends on his birthday, he accidentally rubbed the cream on Mu Jingqian's clothes and pants. It's always a bit undignified to go out in such clothes, so they went to a nearby mall to buy one, and then changed the stained clothes, intending to wash them and return them to Mu Jingqian, but then something like that happened, and the clothes were left in her place, and there was no chance to return them to him.

Mu Jingqian changed his clothes and came out of the house, white shirt, black slacks, in addition to that terrifying temperament, it really looked like he was in his youth.

Zhuo Anran was a little stunned for a while, his hand touched his eyebrows, and tears were in his eyes, as if he remembered the past time.

"Jingqian ......" A low murmur, Mu Jingqian pulled her into his arms violently, and the overwhelming kiss fell. There was a faint aroma of wine between his lips that filled the mouths of the two, and she seemed to be drunk by the fragrance of wine and responded to him shallowly, and the two fell into oblivion.

When she came back to her senses, Zhuo Anran was already lying on the bed in her room, and Mu Jingqian pressed on her body and gently gnawed on her neck and shoulders.

"Jingqian......" Zhuo Anran gasped and pushed him away, pulled the somewhat messy pajamas on his body, stared into his eyes and said, "Mu Jingqian, let's make peace." I forgive you for the mistakes you made, and you don't want to investigate the reason why I left back then, and the two of us are together well. ”

Just let her be so willful again, just once. I thought that I would slowly forget this memory in the years, but the man in front of me occupied her heart and appeared in her mind from time to time. Leave it behind, linger.

And this time she is willing to give them another chance, a chance for the two of them.

"Ranran, is what you said true?" There was a look in his eyes that was eager, full of surprise and surprise, and those eyes contained more anticipation, expecting her answer.

Zhuo Anran nodded, looking at him as happy as a child, and smiled slightly, "What I said is true." ”

Mu Jingqian picked her up suddenly, rolled in a circle on the bed, and shouted excitedly: "We can finally be together again!" ”

A smile gradually rose in Zhuo Anran's eyes, such Mu Jingqian was the Mu Jingqian she knew, Mu Jingqian like a child.

"Fool." Her hand inadvertently touched his chest, and she felt the uneven marks under her hand, which was a scar, a scar with seven stitches, a scar that almost killed Mu Jingqian.

At that time, they were just sophomores, and Zhuo Anran had not yet agreed to Mu Jingqian's pursuit. The three of them had dinner at a restaurant near the school at night, who knew that they met a few drunk hooligans on the way back to school after eating, and they were lustful when they saw Xia Xin and Zhuo Anran looking beautiful.

Xia Xin and Mu Jingqian both had to learn some kung fu and fought with the little hooligan at that time, but they didn't expect that one of them had a fruit knife on his body and rushed towards Zhuo Anran, who was hiding aside. Zhuo Anran was a little blindsided for a while, her brain was blank, and then what was waiting for her was not the pain caused by the knife passing through the flesh, but the tragic situation of Mu Jingqian falling in front of her, in a pool of blood.

She will never forget that day, the fruit knife stuck in his chest, a large patch of blood stained the clean white shirt, and she felt her hands tremble. And he even smiled and said to her: "Fool, it's okay, I'll protect you with all my might." ”

Her heart bloomed a beautiful flower for him in that moment.

And she really felt that this person was loving her with his life.

Fortunately, Mu Jingqian's life was big, because he was immediately sent to the hospital, and the knife in Mu Jingqian was not deep, and it did not hurt the vital point, and this life was saved.

Although his life was saved, the knife still made Mu Jingqian lie on the bed for a month. And Zhuo Anran and Mu Jingqian also determined the relationship between men and women during this period.

Her kiss gently fell on Mu Jingqian's scar, and she said with some distress: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Mu Jingqian rubbed her head with a smile and said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Even if it doesn't hurt anymore, it still leaves this scar." Zhuo Anran turned slightly and put his ear to his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, "Jingqian, you must take good care of your life, even if you encounter such a thing in the future, I don't want you to block the knife for me." ”

Mu Jingqian just chuckled after hearing this, "Fool, I am a man, as a man, of course I have to protect my beloved woman." Don't say it's just a knife, even if it's a bullet, I'm willing to block it for you. He touched the scar on his heart, "Isn't it good to have this scar, it at least proves that we were in love, doesn't it?" ”

Jingqian ......

Jingqian ......

Jingqian ......

She closed her eyes and called his name over and over again. The water flowed down the closed corners of the eyes, and it was a tear of happiness.

In this life, if there is a man who loves you like this, there will be no regrets.