Mu Yanjiu, I worship you like a hero, and you love and love like a child. - Wen Miao

During that operation, I left a group of brothers who had been born and died and their right ear in that place...... All these years, I was on the run, and then I met a little girl and found a place to belong. When I first saw her, it was as if she could do magic, lighting up the night in an instant. - Mu Yanjiu

South. A word that sounds warm.

The first time Wen Miao saw Mu Yanjiu was in the warm south, and in Nanjiawan, which was full of the sound of boats, she stood opposite him from a distance and looked at him.

At that time, the setting sun pressed on the sea level, as if the entire sea surface was dyed blood red. The sea breeze stirred up slightly, and the blood-red sea water crashed against the reef, stirring up countless waves.

It's beautiful, but it's poignant, with an indescribable tragedy.

At that time, he was wearing black T five-point camouflage pants, with a pair of flip-flops on his feet, lazily leaning against the railing of the pier, and one foot on the bottom pole of the railing. Tilting his head slightly, his eyes didn't know where to fall, ethereal and distant.

There was a little bit of scarlet between his fingertips, dotted with stars. Wen Miao smelled the faint smell of tobacco brought by the salty sea breeze.

The half of the soot shook off his fingertips, and the sea breeze blew and drifted away in an instant. He raised his hand and swallowed the cigarette.

The smoke lingered and filled, gradually blurring his resolute eyebrows.

He looked very sad. Wen Miao thought.

The wind rose and blew away...... The last trace of redness was finally swallowed by the sea and disappeared in front of him.

It's like a dream.

Wen Miao woke up from the quilt full of the smell of sunshine, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

She actually dreamed of the man from last night...... Wen Miao buried her face in the soft futon, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, unable to take it back.

Last night, she ......

As night fell, the sea breeze gradually became stronger, mixed with a little coolness.

Wen Miao's white T is paired with ripped jeans, and her exposed skin is aroused by the cool sea breeze and goosebumps on her arm. She unconsciously rubbed her arms twice, took two steps to him, raised her hand and shouted at him: "Hey, uncle, may I ask how to go to Jiubaju?" ”

The wind blew her untied hair wildly, and in the darkness of the night, she looked like a madwoman.

As soon as her words fell, the street lamps above her lit up, and at the same time, the street lamps lined up in a row lit up one after another, and the lighthouse standing in the sea as a guiding light also lit up like a chain reaction.

It's like, when night falls, all of a sudden, the lights of thousands of homes go on.

Wen Miao was stunned...... She didn't do anything.

reacted, but met his eyes. Wen Miao suddenly forgot to breathe and froze in place as if she couldn't move.

What kind of eyes are they...... Like the goshawk of the savannah, the incomparably sharp falcon hides its edge, as if it will swoop down and peck at your eyes if you are not careful. But it is like the silent leopard, dormant, staring, and you will die at any time......

In that moment, the emotions in his eyes were like flowers in the moon mirror in the water, disappearing, as if all this was just Wen Miao's illusion and had never happened.

And now, his eyes are deeper than the sea. The sword eyebrows are starry, and the face is as cold and hard as a knife.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was just a second ago, Wen Miao had no idea, because she ...... It was as if lost in his eyes.

In the eyes of a stranger.

Strange, dangerous, with a black vortex. Like poppies, it's addictive.

But the man just looked at her indifferently, lowered his voice, hoarse, and gave her the direction.

"I can't find ......" Wen Miao had never been so cheeky in her life, and under the cover of the night, the roots of her ears were slightly red.

He seemed to sneer very shallowly, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, fleetingly.

Wen Miao's face was slightly red, and her deer-spotted eyes looked at him without blinking.

Looking at him expectantly......