It's like a dream, it's half drunk, it's like a hallucination, it's like reality, and it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong.

What you love abandons you, what I love abandons me, love is difficult to gather, love or sigh.

For this moment, it flashed like a meteor......

......

In the old and dim corridor, carved railings and paintings, piles of jade, and the sound of thin speakers, a love song of the nineties echoes.

The lyrics are relentless, intermittent, and nostalgic.

Miao Haoshi walked up the stairs on the second floor, unconsciously searching for the song to relieve his tension, and just turned the corner, to go through the corridor to the private room he had booked.

Suddenly, one reached over and pulled her from behind.

The fingers were cold, but the palms were warm and moist.

In a trance, she was pulled into a private room next to her.

There was no light in the house, but she was not afraid.

It's the hands again.

Reaching out to her in the rainy night, helping her in the drunken early morning, touching her in the blurry night, it is no longer familiar.

And the rate of his breathing, the temperature of his snort, somehow, she seemed to have all the sentient memories.

"Why are you here?" She pushed him away, and this time it was Miu Haoshi who asked the question.

There was no answer.

When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and the neon stars outside the thick curtains came through, she saw those eyes again, the eyes that she had just appeared in her mind like a lake of stars, reflecting the temperature of the sun.

And he reached out again, a little hesitantly, tentatively took her waist and pulled her closer to his body. The sound of his heart beating was heard.

Miao closed her eyes and felt that the darkness was about to sink again, she took a few steps back, reached for the switch, and turned on the light with a snap.

Mu Luyuan was wearing a dark short sweatshirt, a black baseball cap pressed low, and soft-soled sneakers, standing in front of her.

He raised his head slowly, the heat under his cold eyes had cooled, but there was still a fleeting tenderness.

"Why did you come? What about Mu Luyu? Miao looked at him and asked.

"He's waiting for you in the innermost room, and he's brought a reporter." Mu Luyuan's voice was rough and cold, but it was vaguely childish.

Miao Hao was stunned, not reflecting the meaning of his words.

Mu Luyuan then whispered:

"The camera is in a room upstairs across the street. After you talk for a while, he'll find an excuse to leave the room. Then a guy who looks like my dad will come in, and I can't imagine what this guy will do. ”

Miao Hao felt his head buzz and whispered.

She looked at Mu Luyuan's eyes, a pair of brown and green eyes dimmed, and she subconsciously asked:

"What will you do?"

"Yes...... Offend you. Before you can react, the camera on the other side will take a photo or even a video. He also knows that their family has several media resources in their hands, especially in the past few years, because of the Cold War, his parents have privately invested in major media companies.

Miao gasped and felt a chill in his back.

She looked at his face fixedly, how did he break through these things and get involved in one of his children?

"My brother, I'm afraid he didn't mean it, probably someone forced him to do it, or he was too stimulated......" Mu Luyuan suddenly lowered his head and argued irrelevantly.

In fact, he himself didn't believe that his brother would do such a thing.

Immediately he took a few steps and turned off the light, and stood by the door for a few seconds to confirm for a moment, before he turned back and stood in front of her and said word by word:

"You have to trust me, you can't show up today."

He watched her reaction closely, fearing that she would distrust him.

As a result, her shoulders slackened, and she lowered her eyes to look away.

The gloomy mist in his eyes also dispersed.

In fact, he was looking for his brother frantically in the afternoon, and he went home again after coming out of the airport, because he was really looking for no result, so he had to go to the airport police department and ask for help as a family member, but the police inquired and told him that there was no ticket issuance record of Mu Luyu in all the flights to Beijing that day.

That's why he came home and overheard the call.

When the fucking sound came out of her door, he hadn't figured out what was going on.

"Xiaoyu, the people in Hong Kong have already arranged it, you just have to ask her out, and leave the rest to them. Be sure to come back as soon as you're done, your dad will have a series of reactions to deal with. ”

At first, I was just curious, just looking for a chance to talk to my brother.

As a result, he followed Mu Luyu all the way, only to feel a biting cold hit his heart.

It's completely different from when I was tracking Miao, it's very difficult, and I'm in a bad mood. And he always felt that there was someone who followed him in the shadows.

Why is it that all of a sudden all of a sudden all of a sudden is a place of right and wrong?

Is it because of this woman in front of you?

His instincts told him that he might not have anything to do with her, that she would not be a person of right and wrong.

He trusts this intuition.

After a moment, he gently stretched out his arm again, and this time without hesitation, skillfully pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

His chin slammed against the top of her head, and Su Su felt slightly numb.

Every time, it seems that he happens to be by her side, and he happens to be at her most critical or embarrassing, or in a dilemma?

Should she be grateful, or should she be wary of him?

She clearly knew that these hands could not hold her, she should not stay between these arms, but she couldn't push him away for a second.

The neon and car lights outside the window were flickering, and the love song in the hallway was still murmuring.

Love may be embarrassing.

For this moment, it flashed like a meteor......

The hoarse and continuous male voice soaked in this moment of silence little by little.

Sing into her heart.

And the phone in her handbag began to ring.

They reacted quickly.

Miao Haoshi turned off the phone, Mu Luyuan gently opened the door for her, he avoided the door, Miao Haoshi took off his high heels, and went up the stairs according to the route he had just said in her ear.

There is an external staircase that leads down through the linen room to the back door of the hotel.