Compared with the bustling and lively night market life in City A, the residential area that is close to this point in the early hours of the morning seems to be integrated with the night, and the silence is incomparable.

It's just that in the quiet corridor at this moment, there is a faint voice.

The boy who got out of the car heard the familiar voice and finally stopped his hurried steps.

Take a long step and step on the corridor on the first floor.

The boy gently took off the hat on his head, and took off the mask on his face to cover his face, removing all the disguises on his body, and presenting his truest self.

There is a cold breath under the three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp blade, the heroic nose sets off the more three-dimensional facial features, and under the long and slightly curly eyelashes is a pair of cold and arrogant black eyes.

But such a cold face, with the steps under his feet, gradually heard the whispers spoken by the people above, a shallow smile quietly climbed up the corners of his mouth, and even those cold eyes became soft.

As I stepped up the last staircase, the automatic sensor light in the hallway came on.

The man who had been making the sound was lying on the door at the moment, his whole face pressed against it without any connection, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes casting a shadow in the light. The pink lips closed one by one, and said four words repeatedly-

"Open sesame, open sesame, open sesame ........."

I don't know how many times these four words were spit out in the girl's mouth, and she continued to shout impatiently, and when she was thirsty, she swallowed a mouthful of water to moisten her throat. When he was tired, he continued to be silent.

As everyone knows, this drunken appearance fell into the eyes of the young man, causing the corners of the young man's lips to rise uncontrollably.

Raised his eyes and looked at the house number, took out the key, and shook his head helplessly with a little pampering.

As soon as I get drunk, I knock on the door and admit the fault of the wrong house, and it really hasn't changed.

……

The next day, when Tang Xing woke up, he vaguely felt that something was wrong and glanced around, and saw that the layout was exactly the same as his own, so he closed his eyes again with peace of mind.

But then, he opened it suddenly.

It was true that the layout was exactly the same, but it was obvious that none of the things placed on it were familiar to her.

An uneasiness came out of his heart, and Tang Xingmu reached out and touched the pillow under his head.

Hard, not the kind of soft pillow I like.

Then he turned his head and sniffed beside him like a puppy.

It smells fresh and good, but it's obviously not your own.

Tang Xing's sleepy worm disappeared without a trace, and he sat up abruptly and looked around seriously.

It is almost exactly the same layout as her house, but the owner of the house is relatively low-key, and the decoration style is simple and unassuming, single but not monotonous, which makes people feel comfortable in it, and everything is just right.

Tang Xing just wanted to get out of bed, but he heard the door click and opened from the outside in.

The first thing that catches your eye is a pair of slender legs, and when you look up......

Tang Xing, who had already gotten out of bed with one foot, almost reflexively, lay back on the bed with a 'bump', his eyes closed, his whole body stiffened, and he stood upright.

The cells in the body stiffened like a body as the approaching footsteps, and the tense nerves collapsed like strings that had been pulled apart when a shadow shrouded them.

Feeling a cold breath getting closer and closer to his face, Tang Xing's hand clutching the quilt trembled slightly.

"Don't tremble your eyelids when you're pretending to be asleep."

As this magnetic voice fell, a fresh breath was like a breeze blowing across Tang Xing's face, causing her ears to turn red, and she couldn't pretend to sleep anymore.

Opening his eyes, he stretched out his hand to push the person who was close at hand, and while sitting up, Tang Xing pointed to the person in front of him and asked, "Why are you here!" ”

She had memories of this person for the rest of her life when she was five years old.

But since that incident three years ago, the two have broken off contact.

Who would have thought that one day when I woke up and opened my eyes, I actually slept in each other's bed!

As if hearing something funny, the young man's pursed lips raised in an arc.

In the next second, one leaned over and pressed the person who had already sat up to the bed again.

"Say, why am I here?" The more he spoke, the more he leaned down. Forcing Tang Xing under him and nowhere to escape, "My ...... Fiancee. ”