In the surveillance screen, the smile on the corner of Xia Changyue's mouth has disappeared, and her petite body is nested next to Yang Muya's door.

Looks, like a child abandoned by his family......

He suppressed a sulk in his heart, but he could only endure it.

Just when Yan Chengchi's self-control was on the verge of collapse, Yang Muya's door suddenly opened from the inside.

She didn't know what to say to Xia Changyue, so she turned sideways slightly and let Xia Changyue follow her into the room.

"Chi Shao, am I dazzled? Yang Muya actually let Miss Xia into her room? Kim Tesuke's eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed to the monitor in disbelief.

"......" Yan Chengchi's thin lips were pursed, and he didn't speak, just stared at the monitor's gaze, which became deeper and deeper.

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Hotel room.

Xia Changyue looked at Yang Muya, who was standing in front of the table and making tea, and stood a little helpless.

"Sit down, drink a cup of flower tea to warm up your body, it will help you sleep." Yang Muya took two cups of flower tea, walked to the table, and motioned for Xia Changyue to sit opposite her.

put one of the cups of flower tea in front of Xia Changyue, and then opened his lips faintly.

"I remember you said that you have to see me, not for anyone else, but for yourself." Yang Muya glanced at the long windbreaker on Xia Changyue's body, and her pupils flashed.

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he remained silent.

"Will you listen to me?" Xia Changyue hugged the flower tea in front of her and looked up at her excitedly.

"I've never seen such a stubborn girl as you, just as you were paid for accompanying me for two days, you can tell me a story, if your story can move me, I will consider helping you."

Yang Muya paused and spoke again, "But if you can't do it, you must promise me not to appear at my door again." ”

"I promise!" As soon as Xia Changyue heard that she was willing to give herself a chance, she nodded busily.

But in the next second, it was tangled again.

A story that can move Yang Muya, what kind of story can move her and ask her to help?

"Have you figured out what you're going to say?" Yang Muya held the teacup and tasted the tea slowly, with the light of victory in her eyes.

"Have you ever heard a story about happiness?" Xia Changyue opened his mouth suddenly, not seeing the shock in Yang Muya's eyes cracking for a moment, and continued with a sigh of relief.

"This is a very old story, the legend says that there is a very loving old couple who have been married for many years and are still as ...... as when they first fell in love"

Xia Changyue cleared his throat and slowly told the story he had memorized.

Her voice was very light and full of emotion.

A very simple story that seems to have become very real.

"Bang-" The water cup in Yang Muya's hand slipped from the palm of his hand.

The cup fell on the table, and the hot water splashed on her back.

"Are you alright?"

Xia Changyue was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she hurriedly went to get the paper, wanting to wipe the water droplets on her hands.

But as soon as she moved, Yang Muya grabbed her wrist faster.

Her red eyes, revealing a hint of madness after shock, grabbed Xia Changyue hard, as if she wanted to crush her hand bones.

Word for word, "How did you know this story?" ”

"......" Xia Changyue's hand was held by her, and she frowned in pain.

"Tell me, where did you hear this story? Who told you that! ”