She brushed up her hair, turned around and left, and handed over her sister to Ling Ze, she was very relieved, she may not worry about anyone in this world, but she would never doubt it, it was Ling Ze.

At this time, she could clearly feel the sight that fell on her back, meaning that she was a little stabbed in her back, and even a little, her steps were disordered.

When Mu Tianqing left, Ling Ze still didn't move.

The cold wind blew on them, and those biting chills also came as scheduled.

Mu Tianen couldn't help but hug the bouquet of flowers in his arms, and his body was also in the wind, shivering from the cold from time to time.

"Ling, Brother Ling......"

She just wanted to ask, when exactly are they going back?

Half of Ling Ze's face hidden in the dark never had half an expression in the end.

"Brother Ling."

Mu Tianen shouted again, Ling Ze turned his head, then smiled at Mu Tianen, stretched out his hand and pinched her face habitually.

"Let's go, I'll send you back."

Mu Tianen has always been worried on his face, and finally there are some more laughs.

Sitting in Ling Ze's car, it was full of the breath of Ling Ze's body, the colors he liked, the things he liked to use, the document bag he put aside, and the cup he always liked to use.

"Let's drive," Ling Ze said to the driver.

"Mr. Ling, where are we going?"

The driver lit the fire, and this is why he asked Ling Ze.

"Send Tianen back to Mu's house."

Ling Ze leaned his back back slightly, and he could actually feel some fatigue on his body.

The driver turned the car around, and it was also heading towards the Mu family, and where the Mu family was, for the Ling family, the driver, was no longer familiar, he had been a driver for several years, that is, how many times he went to the Mu family, sometimes Ling Ze went to the Mu family more than the Ling family.

Mu Tianen hugged the bouquet of flowers in his arms again, the fragrance of the flowers has the fragrance of white, the sweetness of roses, and the special fragrance of eucalyptus leaves.

Suddenly, there was a burst of music......

And such a voice is familiar to Mu Tianen, she remembers all the things about Ling Ze, what size of clothes he wears, what size of shoes he wears, what color he likes, what kind of shower gel he likes, what brand of mobile phone he uses, and what kind of music he likes, she knows everything.

Maybe even Ling Ze herself doesn't know as much as she does.

Some understanding comes from the heart.

She placed her hand on the bouquet and put her time on it at the same time.

Ling Ze took the phone and put it to his ear.

"Yes, I see, I'll go over right away."

Ling Ze put down his mobile phone and didn't say anything, the driver still drove the car forward, but he also felt that there was too much depression in the car.

Mu Tianen's hands couldn't help but tighten, and she unintentionally pinched a petal out, and then this lingering fragrance also stained her fingertips.

She looked at the flower she was holding in her arms, and then at Ling Ze who was sitting in front of her.

"Brother Ling......"

"If you have something, just put me down here, it's not far from my house anyway."

The driver wanted to speak, but in the end he held back, it's all this time, can you rest assured that a little girl is left here?

"Stop."

Ling Ze said lightly, and also asked the driver to stop the car.

"Grace, are you sure?"

Ling Ze asked Mu Tianen again.

"Sure," Mu Tianen smiled without a trace of reluctance, "I've walked this road many times, it's going to be fine, I can get home in a few minutes at most." ”

"Then be careful yourself."

Ling Ze raised his wrist and also looked at the watch on his wrist, he did have something to do, and it was a very urgent matter, a minute in the evening, he might have to make a mistake.

Mu Tianen got out of the car, although he was shivering from the cold, but his chest was warm, who said this, if his heart is hot, then he can't feel cold.

But is it really good to deceive people?

Doesn't a deceitful conscience hurt?

It's still the same cold, okay?

She shrunk back, then looked back at the way she had gone, breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked forward, the street lamp casting on her body, and also pulling her shadow to a very long distance.

A person's shadow, a person's lonely figure drifting.

The cold wind was blowing on her, and she had shrunk her entire shoulders, but she still felt the cold.

With a squeak, her foot stepped over a leaf on the ground, and then walked forward again.

Suddenly, the wind seemed to be stronger, as if it was going to blow her up, her hand couldn't help but loosen, and the flower in her arms fell to the ground.

"My flowers!" She hurriedly squatted down and wanted to pick up the bouquet on the ground, but when the flower fell on the ground, it had already been torn apart.

And in the end, what Mu Tianen could pick up in his hand was only a rose that no longer had a few petals, and there was a faint fragrance of roses.

Mu Tianen put the rose in front of her nose, and also smelled the fragrance of the flowers on it, she couldn't help but sniff, fortunately, there is still one, this is the first time Brother Ling sent flowers to her.

Although it was given to her sister, but her sister transferred it to her, so it was given to her.

She put the last remaining rose in her clothes, then rubbed her face, okay, ready to go home.

It was only on this day that she knew what it meant to be blessed and misfortune not to go alone.

A gust of wind blew her flowers away, and then the wind brought raindrops the size of beans, and soon after, the rain began to fall.

Mu Tianen hurriedly looked for a place to hide from the rain, and in only such a short time, she was already drenched in soup, her clothes were soaked, and her hair was wet into strands and strands.

Until she found a place to hide from the rain, there was finally no rain above her head, but it didn't mean that it wasn't really cold, and the cold wind blew, which also made her shiver, and it was obvious that the blood on her face had all receded.

Under the warm yellow light of the street lamp, it also reflects a lonely and pitiful figure

And at this time, don't talk about taxis, not even a shared bicycle.

The rain may not stop until it rains for a while.

Mu Tianen found a place for herself to sit down, habitually hugged her arms tightly, she looked up at the rain curtain in the distance, and could only see the rain that was almost broken into threads under the street lamp.

She couldn't help but shrink back again, in fact, she didn't know what to do now, so be it, it would always stop.