The night is deep, and people are not sleeping.

Mu Han held the handmade glass that the special assistant had just found for him today, and glanced down at the golden beer in the cup, and a strong sadness invaded the bottom of his eyes.

He didn't like to drink, and he barely drank, but every day with that girl, he had to drink.

It's not that you can't do without wine, but you are attached to her.

She doesn't drink red wine, saying it's too bitter.

She also doesn't drink liquor, saying it's too spicy.

She drinks beer, especially snow beer.

He heard her say something when she was talking to a friend on the phone: "If Qingdao doesn't fall, I won't fall, and if the snowflakes don't fall, I won't float." ”

But in those lingering nights, she always poured a glass, poured it on the table, poured it on the sofa, and more often poured it into his arms.

It turns out that it's not that alcohol is not intoxicating, but whether there is such a person who makes people willing to indulge.

Drinking the cold beer in the cup, Mu Han held the cold and delicate glass in both hands and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The night of the imperial capital is always so bright and charming, and the prosperity reveals a lot of hurried helplessness.

Some people are bright, some are tired, and some people look up at the stars in the dark, thinking of an unknown woman.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

At this time, it was one o'clock in the morning, and except for his cousin Muyang, the stinky boy who didn't grow up, no one would come to disturb his purity.

Xu is night was too quiet, Mu Han did not open the door with voice control, but bent down to gently put down the glass, raised his slender legs, and went over to open the door in person.

As soon as the door opened, the yellow-haired young man outside the door was surprised: "You actually came to open the door, the intelligent system is broken?" ”

Mu Han ignored it, only stared at Mu Yang's yellow hair, and was very displeased: "You dye your hair back, I look dazzling." ”

Muyang changed his shoes and entered the house, with a sympathetic expression: "You bring a woman back, I look pitiful." ”

Mu Han's heart ached slightly, and he felt that his pity was not that he had never brought a woman back, but that ...... He didn't know where she was.

"Come with me to pick someone up." Mu Yang pulled Mu Han's sleeve.

In the middle of the night, his pure white shirt, even wrinkled, made him feel a little guilty of soiling his clothes, and he hurriedly withdrew his hands that had not been washed with soap.

Mu Leng indifferently refused, leaving no room for it: "I don't need a woman." ”

Mu Yang didn't doubt this, but he wanted his brother to have a woman by his side more than anyone else.

His brother doesn't need a woman, but his eldest nephew really needs a mother.

"Brother, for so many years, so many people have introduced you to someone, and I haven't done it once, right? Just this time, accompany me to pick her up, just meet her, and then contact if it is pleasing to the eye, and ...... if it is not pleasing to the eye."

In the face of Mu Yang's persuasion, Mu Han was impatient: "Impossible, impossible, you died of this heart." ”

"See you and you won't die......"

"It's not seen when it's dead."

Listening to the anger in that tone, Mu Yang didn't dare to speak anymore.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, it was a prompt tone that WeChat paid special attention to, and Muyang hurriedly opened it to check.

"I got off the plane, didn't you say yes to pick us up? What about people? A gentle and melodious female voice sounded in the silence.

Mu Yang sighed, complaining in his heart that Mu Han didn't give him face, he didn't want to say a word, he got up and left.

Mu Han's back stiffened, and his mind was full of that voice.

Familiar......

Strange and unfamiliar......

Turning around suddenly, he called Mu Yang, who opened the door: "Put it again." ”

Mu Yang didn't react for a long time, and looked at Mu Han stupidly, reached out and took his coat, walked towards him, and said to himself with a calm face: "Suddenly I want to blow the wind, you take me." ”

Muyang was puzzled, and instinctively reacted: "You can go and blow the wind yourself, what are you doing with me, you don't want to see people." ”

Mu Han paused for two seconds, his clenched fist was eager to give Mu Yang a beating, but the person said indifferently: "There are so many people." ”

Muyang felt even more strange! A quiet person, he actually wants to be lively!!

Is the sun coming out in the west?