Su Mingyuan opened his eyes again, and those complicated feelings in his heart had disappeared, as if he had never appeared, and his eyes returned to that cold and indifferent expression, as if he was a cold and ruthless person without feelings.

At the same time, he saw the floor-to-ceiling window glass, and behind him, Qiao Yue was standing there in a pink nightdress.

Qiao Yue gradually approached, she looked at the figure that was close at hand, the tall figure that was cold and lonely, Qiao Yue really wanted to reach out and hug her from behind, she raised her hand gently, and Jiu saw Su Mingyuan suddenly turn around.

Seeing Su Mingyuan, who turned around suddenly, the coldness in his eyes was very cold, which made Qiao Yue seem to wake up from a dream suddenly, and the hand that had just been raised stopped in place so stiffly, not daring to get closer for half a minute.

Su Mingyuan was so cold, looking at her expressionlessly, his lips pursed slightly, his deep and dark eyes, except for coldness, he couldn't see any other emotional color.

"I'm ..... I'm washed." Qiao Yue whispered, then lowered her head and stopped looking at him.

Su Mingyuan looked at Qiao Yue standing in front of him, she lowered her head, in order to prevent the bath from getting wet, her long hair was loosely tied behind her head, and the moment she lowered her head, the white and graceful swan neck was undoubtedly revealed, Su Mingyuan was a little stunned, and the softest place in her heart was suddenly touched.

Many years ago, in Sumu Village, every time he walked behind Qiao Yue, Qiao Yue wore a high ponytail, and her slender and graceful neck appeared in front of him.

Su Mingyuan still remembers that at that time, there was always a necklace made of red rope on her white neck, and the red and thin red threads were attached to her white and tender neck, which made her neck so white and tender that it almost seemed to glow, which always made him unable to take his eyes off.

He remembered that once before the end of the summer vacation, he specially told Qiao Yue that she looked very good when she put her hair down. He was careful at the time, just didn't want others to peep at his beauty, it was his girl, and he was so stingy that he didn't want other boys to see it.

Qiao Yue smiled shyly at that time, and when I saw her later, even in the middle of summer, she always fixed her hair with a simple headband and scattered it on her shoulders.

Now, in the company, although Qiao Yue will pull up her long hair neatly, she will not pull it very high, wearing clothes with a collar, and most of her long, good-looking neck is covered.

Qiao Yue saw that Su Mingyuan didn't speak or move for a long time, she mustered up her courage, raised her head, and saw that something seemed to be gradually loosening in Su Mingyuan's dark and cold eyes.

Qiao Yue was stunned, and by the time she was about to explore, Su Mingyuan had already put away all her emotions, wiped her shoulders and walked towards the bathroom, leaving a cold sentence "Go to bed and wait." ”

It wasn't until there was a sound of the door closing in the bathroom that Qiao Yue came back to her senses and knew that Su Mingyuan had entered the bathroom.

She gradually clenched her hands and looked out the window at the dark night, her eyes becoming hollow and distant, as if there was no end in sight.

Qiao Yue stood there for a long time without moving, her eyes kept staring at the window, and her shadow was reflected on the bright floor-to-ceiling window.

Qiao Yue looked at where Su Mingyuan had stood, as if he was still standing there at the moment, with his back to her, leaving her a room of loneliness and distress.

She looked a little dazed, and walked towards the position, she slowly reached out her hand and made a gentle hug motion, pretending to hug the person she loved from behind.