"Why are you pretending to be asleep?" Haoqian poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her.

"Those uncles of yours hate it to death, and they keep saying bad things about you in their ears, and I have no choice but to pour a glass of wine into it and pretend to be drunk." Shen Xia said, and came to Ren Haoqian's side facelessly, shook his arm and said coquettishly: "I thought you would demolish me, but I didn't expect it to be so gentle." ”

She blinked her eyes, trying to pose a seductive pose, Ren Haoqian looked at her calmly, but another familiar face flashed in her mind, "She used to be the same as you, innocent." ”

"Who?"

Ren Haoqian raised his gradually dimming gaze, picked up the water on the table and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"A friend." Vague answers.

Shen Xia was interested, "Then is she quiet now?" ”

"Maybe it's just for me," Ren Haoqian muttered to himself, "Be quiet to me."

"I wasn't like that before." Shen Xia curled up on the sofa, picked up the pillow and put it in his arms, with a look of reminiscence, "I have a very neutral personality since I was a child, sometimes cheerful, sometimes indifferent. Later, I thought that I was a little wayward and might attract someone's attention, but unfortunately, I became more and more pampered, and some people became more and more distant. That's right," Shen Xia's eye sockets were covered with a thin mist, and his relaxed tone was full of mockery, "He doesn't like character." ”

Ren Haoqian rarely saw her sad, and gloated and quipped: "Han Mufeng, this person, the city is quite deep, it is difficult to imagine your story." ”

Shen Xia glanced at him, yawned, and lazily climbed the stairs, "Today I will sleep in the bed, and you will lay on the floor." ”

"Xiao Xia, why do you blush when you mention Han Mufeng?"

"Haoqian." Shen Xia paused, turned to look at him, and gently called his name, the light came down from the top of her head, her skin was crystal clear, her eyes were like water, and her cheeks were faintly flushed, "Life is very long, we will always meet such and such people." But there should be only one kind of person who grits our teeth when we think of him, and blushes and heartbeats when we see him. I've tried so hard to forget about him, and I've tried so hard to get you to take his place. ”

"The result?" His soft, slightly magnetic voice slowly sounded, and his cold eyes stared at her.

Someone's cheeks were already slightly wet, and another person's face appeared in her blurred vision, and in the fog, she heard her own incomparably firm and clear words, "Some people can't be replaced after all." ”

-

Out of the Lingyin Temple, standing on the ancient street to look at some gadgets, the sky suddenly winded, Mu Yushan squinted his eyes, and the rain fell with the mist.

The sky was a little overcast, Mu Yushan looked across the long street, the people in the ancient town had already turned on the lights, and the lights illuminated a place of water stains, reflecting a dazzling silver white.

"Little girl, don't run around when it's raining!" An uncle selling oil-paper umbrellas was standing on a street corner yelling at her.

Mu Yushan came back to his senses, only then did he remember to shield himself from the rain with his hands, and ran over in three or two steps, panting slightly, "How do you sell umbrellas?" ”

"It's your first time in Hangzhou, right? Well, it's cheaper for you. The boss counted with his fingers.

"Boss, I'm here for the second time." Mu Yushan smiled faintly, the rain fell on the bangs on her forehead, she raised her hand and gently brushed it away, elegant and natural.

The boss felt sorry for a while, handed her a handmade umbrella with a flower and bird pattern, and said in a kind tone, "Two hundred." ”

Mu Yushan took it and handed him the money in his pocket, still polite and humble, "I wish you a prosperous business." ”

Holding an umbrella and walking aimlessly, she sometimes stopped to buy some food, sometimes took out her mobile phone to take pictures of the scenery, and walked aimlessly, unconsciously walking to the West Lake.

Originally, the pedestrians who were looking at the bridge from afar were bustling, but probably because it was dark, Yushan walked along the white embankment, and most of the people dispersed.

The moon hung in the silent night sky, and Mu Yushan looked up and saw the shining and gentle light like water. Suddenly a piece of soft sinking in his heart, Mu Yushan couldn't help but think of himself sticking to his arms that night, Ren Haoqian said to her in a low voice, infinitely gentle: "One day, will you fall in love with me?" ”

is like a flat boat drifting in the center of the lake, as if through the clouds, you can vaguely hear his gentle voice: "What are you blushing?"

It was as if something had pierced the deepest part of her heart, and her face turned strangely pale from pain. Let me be like a star