At eight o'clock in the evening, Mu Sichuan came home, looking at the empty house, and felt a little lonely inexplicably.

At the age of eighteen, he moved out of his home to live alone, and this three-bedroom and two-hall house was still bought by him with the money borrowed from Mocheng Yu.

Later, when he had money, he returned to Mocheng Yu, but he didn't want it.

Mu Sichuan has never been a polite person, since people don't want it, then he won't pay it back.

In the city center, where every inch of land is valuable, with a height of 22 floors, it is really a unique taste to sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows at night and overlook the beautiful scenery of the city.

Mu Sichuan went barefoot to get the red wine and the glass, and poured the wine and tasted it slowly.

He likes to sit by the window alone, drinking red wine, and looking out the window at night.

Accustomed to being lively during the day and lonely at night.

The phone was turned off and muted, and it was quiet all the time.

Probably too quiet, Mu Sichuan was a little unaccustomed to it, picked up the mobile phone, and wanted to make a call to call a woman over casually, but when he thought of something, he clicked into WeChat.

In his mobile phone, there are many women's phone numbers, but there are only a few people in WeChat.

The woman who always messaged him for the past two days was surprisingly unmoved today.

Mu Sichuan clicked on the contact in the address book.

At the top, the avatar is a beautiful girl, a person who hasn't been in touch for a long time.

Click on that avatar, and the nearest circle of friends was three years ago.

He didn't go in to look at the circle of friends, but clicked to send a message.

In the dialog box, there is also a chat history from three years ago.

[I'm sorry that the person I love is never you, I hope you can fulfill us]

[, get as far as you can]

The last two sentences came to an abrupt end here.

Mu Sichuan closed his eyes and returned to the chat page.

I was going to quit WeChat, but my finger somehow clicked on the dialog box of the recent chat.

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Here, Yin Huanyan was lying on the bed dangling her legs and chatting with Ji Xia.

Suddenly I heard a ding.

Just before Ji Xia could reply, she exited the dialog box to see who sent her a message.

However, seeing who sent the message, Yin Huanyan immediately rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

[Asleep? 】

That's right, it was indeed Mu Sichuan who sent her a message.

After knowing that the person Ji Xia introduced to her was Mu Sichuan, Yin Huanyan decided to ignore him.

It's just that she didn't expect him to take the initiative to send her a message.

But it's not surprising to think about it, it's strange if his kind of playboy doesn't take the initiative to hook up with women.

Yin Huanyan didn't even click on the dialog box, she was hesitating whether to block Mu Sichuan.

But when I think about it, it doesn't seem good to block it directly, after all, it was Ji Xia who pulled the line for them.

Forget it, leave him alone.

continued to chat with Ji Xia, but I don't know if I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I always feel uncomfortable not replying to messages.

In the end, Yin Huanyan still clicked on Mu Sichuan's dialog box and replied, [Ready to sleep]

The meaning is obvious, I don't want to talk about it anymore.

However, Mu Sichuan quickly replied to the message, [Sleeping so early? Would you like to talk to me? I'm pretty bored.]

Bored?

Seeing these two words, Yin Huanyan almost laughed.

[I still won't bother you, you're a busy man]

If it's really boring, then when she chatted with him two nights ago, why didn't she see him reply immediately?

Seriously, she especially spits on a man like Mu Sichuan who likes to play with girls' feelings.

This kind of man, even if he sticks it upside down to her, she doesn't want it!

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