her smile is sweet

Chapter 833 Sleeping Beauty in the Moonlight

Lin Shan smiled wryly...

She has already caused Xia Yihao a lot of trouble, so she shouldn't be dragged into her messy life anymore.

Lin Shan broke away from Xia Yihao's embrace, pushed open the door and got out of the car. With her back turned to Xia Yihao, her voice was flat and without any ups and downs.

"Thank you for taking me home."

Xia Yihao looked at Lin Shan's back and said, "If you are lonely, I am willing to walk into your life and ignite your passion for life." ' He held it in his mouth abruptly.

……

That night.

In the dead of night, it is the hardest time to sleep, and it is also the time when people's thoughts can be drawn out the most.

Lin Shan came out of the bathroom in her bathrobe, and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of red wine in her hand.

There was a lot of traffic downstairs, and the lights of Wanjia formed a clear contrast with her figure alone.

In the past, she liked to go to lively places, but now, she prefers to hide alone and lick her wounds.

After pouring a glass of wine into her stomach, Lin Shan leaned against the wall, looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows with blurred eyes.

She looked at herself on the glass window, thinking about her life like turning off the lights.

Thinking back to the days when he and Xia Yihao were together.

She couldn't deny that the days with Xia Yihao in Paris were the happiest and happiest days she had lived in the past 18 years.

And those days are short-lived, and they are destined to be gone forever.

Lin Shan leaned against the glass window, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

She doesn't like the big bed in the bedroom because lying in that bed gives her nightmares.

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After Xia Yihao returned home, he locked himself in the study to draw a manuscript.

He looked at the drawing board in front of him, and Lin Shan's dull and desperate face would always appear in his mind unexpectedly.

When he finished drawing, he looked down, and it was Lin Shan who stood out on the drawing paper.

Xia Yihao smiled helplessly.

"You really are everywhere."

Lin Shan's state today is really worrying.

He dropped the pen in his hand, grabbed the car keys on the side of his hand and the coat on the hanger, pushed the door and went out.

The silver sports car flew out like an arrow leaving the string, and wherever it went, people on the street could only see a flash of silver light.

Xia Yihao never had the consciousness to knock on the door. He bent down and found the key under the carpet at the door of Lin Shan's house.

This little habit was discovered by Xia Yihao when he was in Paris.

He opened the door with the key and put it back where it was.

Lin Shan's house was quiet, Xia Yihao frowned, and looked down at the watch in his hand by the light in the corridor.

It's only past eight o'clock, Lin Shan went to bed so early?
Xia Yihao changed into slippers at the entrance, and closed the door lightly.

Xia Yihao looked around at Lin Shan's apartment.

This place is decorated very warmly by Lin Shan and feels like home.

The sofa is covered with crushed small floral sofa cover, and there is a bouquet of tulips in the vase on the white coffee table.

The faint fragrance of flowers lingers in the space, making people yearn for it.

There was no Lin Shan in the living room, Xia Yihao hesitated for a while, and pushed Lin Shan's bedroom away.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Xia Yihao saw Lin Shan curled up in front of the French window.

Lin Shan, who was only in her pajamas, leaned against the wall, as if feeling the coldness of the night, she folded her hands on her chest.

The goblet lay quietly beside her, and the remaining red wine in it shone purple-red against the moonlight.

Under the moonlight, Lin Shan is very beautiful, like a sleeping beauty, so beautiful.

(End of this chapter)