The road is cold on a frosty night, the moonlight is long, and outside the hotel where the crew of "Fangfei in Troubled Times" stays, there are still cars coming and going, which is very lively.

The cold wind swept up the plastic bags on the blind road on the side of the street, high and low, fast or slow......

Spun, jumped, snapped, and crashed into a lamp pole.

A tall teenager, wrapped in a thick down jacket, new and neat, walking fast on the sidewalk, there is a trace of small excitement that cannot be concealed.

He hummed a tune in a low voice, touched the scarf around his neck, felt the warmth of the coat on his body, and the smile in his eyes became brighter.

trotted into the lobby of the hotel, didn't even take the elevator, and climbed up to the fifth floor in one go.

Drops –

Excitedly brushed open the door of the hotel.

The room was very dark, and the boy raised his hand to insert the room card into the power switch, a little surprised, and a little indescribable.

"Hanjiang...... You're back, huh? ”

He pursed his lips, subconsciously tightened the cuffs of his down jacket, looked at the man who seemed to have been sitting on the bed for a long time, and called out with some guilt and anxiety.

In the darkness, the figure of the man sitting upright did not move, like a stone.

But Xiao Mu knew that he looked at himself in the night with a hint of scrutiny.

"Who did you see today?"

Han Jiang's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a trace of imperceptible tiredness, and the young man at the door subconsciously turned sideways, inserted the room card, and turned on the light again.

"I met a lot of people, and there were a lot of people in the crew."

Without telling the truth, Han Jiang slowly raised his eyes, and squinted slightly for a moment because of the sudden brightness.

In the warm-colored hotel lights, the down jacket worn by the teenager is a camouflage style that boys like, which makes the originally handsome face have a touch of youthful toughness.

Cool look, good looking.

Han Jiang's gaze fell on his coat, staying for a long time.

Finally, he looked at the scarf around his neck, burgundy, a lady's scarf, but it unexpectedly matched the young man's snow-white skin.

With such an insight into everything, even through the messy bangs, it still falls on Xiao Mu as if it were substantial.

"Who bought it for you?"

The tone did not fluctuate, but it made Xiao Mu's originally happy mood suddenly a little depressed.

"The director is afraid that I will be cold."

Xiao Mu didn't tell the truth, somehow, he didn't want Han Jiang to know so quickly, he saw Xiao Gu Xi today.

"You saw Xiao Gu Xi."

There are no doubts, just statements.

Xiao Mu frowned, and sat down on the bed opposite the man a little unhappily, and the two of them looked at each other with big eyes.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little strange.

There was silence and stalemate for a while, and in the end, Xiao Mu was defeated first, pulled the quilt on the bed, and wrapped himself like a cicada chrysalis.

Only a pair of eyes were revealed, he looked at Han Jiang, and asked cautiously, "How do you know?" ”

"You shouldn't lie."

Han Jiang was unusually serious, and the young man wrapped in the quilt replied sullenly: "I know, there is no next time." ”

"Sleep."

Without further pursuit, Hanjiang got up, dragged off the shoes and socks for the young man, then turned off the lights, and squatted in front of the hotel room, motionless.

Xiao Mu secretly pulled down a little quilt and looked at the indistinct figure in the dark night by the door, feeling a little damp in his heart.

Like every night, whether it is calm or not, Hanjiang will always guard him silently like this, and he will guard him for 13 years.

He didn't know what unpredictable dangers awaited him in the future, but as long as Hanjiang was there, he felt solid and could sleep peacefully.

"I'm sorry ......"

In the dim night, the boy in bed whispered that he should not subconsciously lie to a person who values and loves him so much.

"Sleep."

The man at the door responded in a low voice.