After that, Lu Zeming didn't look at Shen Wei'an's face again, and turned around and left directly.

The door was locked by the servants outside, and even the lights were turned off.

Shen Wei'an's surroundings once again turned pitch black.

In the darkness, a smile appeared on the corner of Shen Wei'an's mouth.

He lay down on the bed again, his palms resting under his head, his eyes closed, he didn't know what happy things he thought, and the smile on his lips became even stronger.

On this night, the moon rose very high.

But the clouds obscured the moon and all its splendour.

In Anne's villa, Anne was lying on the bed, her face pale and recuperating quietly.

After Lu Zeming came back from the basement, he sat down next to Anne again, obediently guarding the position next to the bed.

His eyes were closed, but his heart couldn't settle down.

He was only eighteen years old, but his future path was becoming more and more uncertain.

Speaking of which, he was a little envious of Shen Wei'an.

is also an illegitimate child, but Shen Wei'an lives freely and freely, acting if he wants to act, and hurting people if he wants to hurt people.

Unlike him, he obviously loves to paint, but at the moment he can only be by Anne's bedside.

Sometimes, even he is disgusted with his current self, disgusted with ...... Very disgusted......

He looked out the window, if only the moon could peek out of the clouds.

He still hadn't seen the moonlight in a long time.

Together, they were drowned in darkness, and there were still people staying in the hotel.

Lu Zerui stood on the balcony.

He pinched a glass of red wine and looked at the sky for a long time.

He saw it, he saw everything.

Shen Wei'an kissed Gu Mianmian and slowly carried her into the house.

They are so close, just like him and Gu Mianmian at the beginning.

He looked at the dimmed lamp, and he didn't even know if Shen Wei'an had done something bolder than he had done at the beginning.

He stubbornly held a glass of wine and stood on the windowsill, knowing that there would never be a girl in this world who would fall from the sky, crush him under him, and slam a marriage agreement in his face.

He knew that there would never be a girl in this world, little by little, living in his heart in the most special way.

He knew that there would never be a girl in this world again, named Gu Mianmian, who was the girl he Lu Zerui wanted to hold in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life.

He knows......

The wine glass was clenched tightly in his hand, and Lu Zerui would rather not know, rather that he would never know.

……

Gu Mianmian was lying on the bed, obviously very sleepy, but she always held the quilt tightly in her arms, and it was difficult to sleep for a long time.

There was such a thing as a sense of security, which she no longer needed because of a hug.

Now that the embrace was gone, the feeling of fear swallowed her doubly, not giving her the slightest respite.

Today's weather is not cold, but Gu Mianmian is shivering on the bed alone.

She didn't know how to live her life ahead.

She planned countless ways, only to find that plans didn't change as quickly.

Whenever she decides to live in a way, life is always unpredictable and catches her off guard.

"Drip ......"

The phone rang next to the pillow.

Gu Mianmian picked up the phone, and it was a message from a number with a string of numbers.

Although he didn't give this number a note, he only needed to glance at Gu Mianmian to know that it was him.

A long time ago, this number had a special note in her phone - dearest husband.

But now it's nothing.

Without WeChat, the two have not been in touch for a long time. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Sweet Honey of Hidden Marriage: The President's Favorite", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~