When I came out of the orientation bar, the sky was pitch black, but there was a lot of fog all around, except for the dim moonlight dotted by the street lamps. Soon, the dark clouds covered the waning moon, and it became dark again.

Mu Yushan's head hurt a little, probably because he drank some cold wine, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and thought about whether to call Uncle De, hesitated and dialed out.

"Miss Mu, what's the matter?"

"Well, can you pick me up? I was at Qingyang Bar because I couldn't get a taxi because of the weather. ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

Hanging up the phone, Mu Yushan sat on the seat of the bus stop, looking at the empty sidewalk, looking at the dark and terrible sky, and the street lights that could fail at any time, this place is really remote, in case of a robber, she will be finished.

People are especially prone to cranky thinking when they are quiet, and she remembered that her colleagues seemed to have mentioned that there were often some thugs and voyeurs on this street, and she was so engaged in thinking for a while that she didn't even hear the sound of footsteps that gradually became clear.

He sat beside her very lightly, looking at her very seriously thinking about things, looking at her quietly, it seemed that the years had suddenly become so quiet, quiet as if there were 10,000 years long, and the only thing that remained unchanged was probably only those fragmentary memories in the depths of memory, so precious but only secrets, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Nancheng, thinking of the girl waiting at the school gate in the ice and snow that day, thinking that if he had walked to her at that time, would everything have been different?

Mu Yushan was tormented by the panic in his heart and escaped from his fantasy, when he turned his head, his gaze happened to collide with his gaze in the air, and in an instant, there was a long-lost warmth in his heart, Mu Yushan's pupils deepened, and his smart eyes stared at him without blinking, and his face showed a complicated expression, as if he was surprised, as if he was happy.

He suddenly reached out and tried to touch her cheek, but he didn't. At this moment, there is only the sound of the wind in the silence between heaven and earth, and it is as tight as a burst. Or maybe it's snowing again, or the trees on the side of the street just feel "rustling".

"Let's go, Mr. Mu." His expression froze for a moment, without the slightest emotion, slowly bowed, Qingjun's back was like the snow lotus that had been looking for a long time in front of Mu Yushan's eyes, she felt an impulse spread from her toes to her whole body, holding his hand, he looked back at her, there was a gentle mist hidden in his deep eyes, affectionate and indifferent exploration, she got up, wrapped her arms tightly around his cool coat, and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.

The snow fell in an instant, unruly, raging and insolent, and the moonlight finally revealed a little light from the clouds, hitting the ground, refracting the brilliance, dazzling but very short-lived.

Her slightly leaning body suddenly became smart, secretly thinking about what she was doing like this, is the dopamine secretion in her body abnormal after being drunk, or is she a perverted female pervert in her bones, she has been hidden, and this will be all the way out of her brain through the strength of alcohol?

The more Mu Yushan thought about it, the more unbearable it became, and she happened to open half of her eyes, and caught a glimpse of Ren Haoqian's pair of dark eyes that were like mist, which were a little hot and focused at the moment, her whole body suddenly tensed, and the soft body that was originally attached to him turned into a large iceberg in an instant, and she didn't move, but her face was blushing, and the night was dark, and she couldn't see this subtle change clearly, but her heart was about to suffocate.

He was finally willing to let go of his hand, but his eyes were less cold and indifferent than before, and even the unique sense of distance on his body dissipated most of them, the whole person and the lines and outlines were soft and handsome, his hands were naturally in his pockets, and his good-looking face was blurred and mysterious in the night, Mu Yushan raised his eyes and looked at the bottom of his eyes, maybe it was an illusion, but at that moment there was a layer of tenderness between his stunning eyebrows and eyes.

He reached out and lifted her down the snowy steps.