"Don't move." Lu Yan's head was gently pressed, and at this moment he was lying on the sofa, with a pair of jade legs on his head.

Mu Jingqing gently cleaned his ears, that kind of concentration and seriousness, giving people a strange sense of sacredness.

Lu Yan just closed his eyes and let Shi do it, and he didn't know why things had developed the way they were.

...

This morning, when he woke up, he was particularly flustered when he looked at this strange room, and his mind was muddy, but he could still recall some scattered memory fragments from last night...

But someone interrupted Lu Yan's thoughts, she walked in with a smile as if nothing had happened, and said, "Wake up, I got something, do you want to come and have some breakfast?" ”

Lu Yan's stomach screamed cooperatively, making the lie he had made up instantly unspeakable, and he could only laugh awkwardly.

Mu Jingqing naturally walked up and waited for him to dress.

Lu Yan's face was very red, his movements were very clumsy, like a puppet, and he went downstairs half-pushing.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

These three questions had been running around his mind.

Her craftsmanship is very good, the white porridge is not thick or thin, and the saltiness is just right, so that Lu Yan, who doesn't like to drink porridge, deliberately brought half a bowl.

Mu Jingqing also knew his embarrassment, she just smiled understandingly, did not disturb Lu Yan's breakfast, and kindly packed up her things for Lu Yan, she knew that Lu Yan was leaving, so she didn't stay.

Lu Yan buried his head in drinking porridge, and his restless heart gradually calmed down, everything that happened yesterday is vivid, if the beginning of the story is not Lu Yan's original intention, but everything that follows is his own action, there is nothing to say.

Looking around, this is a luxurious restaurant, with huge crystal chandeliers hanging quietly in the air, and elegant girl oil paintings on the walls, very classic Western-style dress.

The time was almost up, Mu Jingqing walked in and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks for Lu Yan, and asked with a smile while cleaning up: "I have packed everything for you, when are you leaving?" ”

"Well, ah, let's go in a moment."

"Okay." Mu Jingqing's smile was so bright and beautiful that Lu Yan's heart missed a beat.

said that he was packing things, but in fact, there was nothing to clean up, and Mu Jingqing's words also carried a slight sense of expellation, Lu Yan hesitated a few times in his heart, and finally planned to leave here.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Mu Jingqing said, "Wait." ”

Under the sun, she saw that Lu Yan's hair was a little messy, and when she saw Lu Yan's small beard sticking out of her upper lip, her face was slightly dark.

She didn't want Lu Yan to go out like this, so she left Lu Yan for the time being, wanting to clean up for him simply.

Lu Yan didn't refuse, for now, maybe no matter what the woman in front of him asks, his first thought may be - can I do it, even if he doesn't know her name yet.

Lu Yan stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, secretly looking at her through the mirror, she poured out the white facial cleanser with a focused face, and gently rubbed it in her hand.

Then a pair of white and slender hands brushed Lu Yan's face, Lu Yan closed his eyes, wanting to calm down, but the gentle touch on his face could not allow him to be as calm as water.

Wash your face, cleanse your face, fix your hair...

Until now, her hands are very soft and steady, and her eyes are clear, as if Lu Yan's "cleaning" is a ritual.

"Alright." As she spoke, Lu Yan opened her eyes.

Time seemed to swish and speed up, and Lu Yan felt as if he had just closed his eyes and ended it all.

A black car had stopped outside the door, and she put him in the car and told the driver to drive slowly.

Lu Yan doesn't understand cars, but he can still feel different from the comfort of the past, but his heart is not comfortable.

Without stopping, without words, the car slowly drove away from the villa, and Lu Yan looked at her from a distance through the rear window.

She stood at the door, looking at the back of the car from a distance, and opened her mouth and said silently: "Little man, goodbye." ”

Maybe it's never to be seen again.

Mu Jingqing returned home, drank a glass of water, and then lay on the sofa as if she was fine, swiping her mobile phone and chatting with Zuo Hui.

In the face of Zuo Hui's foul language, she just laughed and opened a yellow tone with her.

Then came the topic of women's shopping and shopping, as if it were all a dream.

She loves Lu Yan very much, but she clearly knows that it is impossible between them, this kind of restraint comes from her heart, and has nothing to do with the world.

She was also glad that Lu Yan didn't open her mouth to stay, otherwise she would really drive people away, and finally didn't embarrass both parties.

What is she to Lu Yan? The spring breeze was just a passerby, she cared very much about whether Lu Yan loved herself, she was very proud, and she was very admiring of Jingqing.

So she gave herself a ritual at the end, or a program that would soothe her soul, and then drove him away fiercely, leaving no room for her own name.

...

Lu Yan is indeed as she said, there are regrets and guilt in her heart, but there is no love.

His guilt and regret are completely based on the fact that Mu Jingqing is a "beauty" and has a relationship with him, and it is fake to say that he loves him.

The driver in front of him was unassuming, driving steadily, without saying a word.

Mu Jingqing's practice of I just treating you as a disposable item did sting Lu Yan, but her last series of actions revealed her liking for Lu Yan, which was also a great torture for Lu Yan.

From today on, Lu Yan finally experienced one of the most complex emotions in the world - the love between men and women, but the ending didn't seem so good.

The car stopped downstairs at Zhang Minghui's house, the address provided by Lu Yan, and then Lu Yan got out of the car.

As the car drove out of his sight, he had a feeling of utter disconnection.

"Forget it." Lu Yan said to himself like this.

called Minghui, and Minghui asked the security guard at the door to let him go after communicating.

Except for Lu Yan's somewhat depressed mood, Zhang Minghui looked at Lu Yan's appearance at the moment and sighed.

"It's still an older woman who can take care of people."

But seeing Lu Yan's expression, he stopped the topic in time and ran to pour Lu Yan a glass of water.

Lu Yan took a sip, his serious expression suddenly collapsed, and he said to Zhang Minghui with a smile: "What are your plans for tomorrow?" ”

Zhang Minghui also breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this kid was pretending, this nostalgic virgin.

However, he still had scruples and did not extend the topic just now.

"My idea tomorrow is to take you to some attractions." After a moment's hesitation, he said, "There's also a party tomorrow, if you want." ”

"What party?"

"High party." Zhang Minghui obviously sneered when he said this, but his expression was a little complicated.

"Then forget it."