love warmth

Chapter 21 Was that person last night you?

Chu Luoxi smiled, "You are afraid of him because you don't know him well. I have been by his side for seven years and spent the most painful days with him. I know the fragility of his heart better than anyone else. ..."

Chu Luoxi's eyes flickered, she didn't want to mention too much about the past, it was his injury, and it was also hers.

"By the way, have you met the first love you mentioned when you came back this time?" Chu Luoxi changed the subject.

"See you!" Chu Mengdie raised his eyebrows indifferently, "I'm not like you. The man I want to meet will definitely go to see him right away. For example, if I want to call him now, I won't Hidden, tucked and endured to make myself feel awkward..."

After Chu Mengdie finished speaking, he raised his phone, shook it at Chu Mengdie, found a number, and dialed it.

Chu Luoxi lowered her eyebrows and eyes. Indeed, compared with Chu Mengdie, her thoughts are stubborn and she has too many considerations in many things, and she is cautious. She always feels that this may be the best, but it is only good for others and hard for herself. .

But the person she fell in love with was Mu Yusen, and she was able to stay by his side for seven years. She clearly understood what was the main reason!
Mubai's phone rang again 10 minutes after the text message. He thought it was Qin Nuan who hadn't received a reply, so he unlocked it without even looking at it and said, "I'll be home in about 15 minutes. Be good and wait." I!"

"Hehe, be good? Wait for you? Mubai, you really make me sad..."

On the opposite side came a clear but lingering woman's voice, Mu Bai was stunned for a moment, picked up the phone to look at it, it was not saved, recalled that when the two met yesterday, her slender fingers took out a name tag from his wallet, raised After checking Yang, he put it in his bag, raised his red lips and asked him.

――Are you looking forward to it?Maybe I'll call you, but maybe... I got out of your car and dumped it in the trash, what do you think it would be?
And now, did she call him? !

"Mengdie, what's the matter?"

Mubai's gaze lightly scanned the rows of nanmu trees outside the car window, not far away was an open-air park, where he and Chu Mengdie used to take a walk, and in the moonlit night, they also fought field battles on the grass in search of excitement ...

Closing his eyes, the knuckles of his fingers holding the mobile phone tightened little by little. Even though he said heavy words last night, when he heard her voice, his heart was still uncontrollably teased and throbbed.

"Mubai, I miss you, come and accompany me!"

Chu Mengdie's voice instantly became softer, as if a small hand had scratched his chest.

Mubai coughed, stretched out his hand to tug on the tie, and said to her, "Today I have something very important to go home, and Mengdie, we..."

"It's okay, I can wait for you, how are you tonight? I'll wait for your call, bye~"

Mu Bai still wanted to say something, but the other party had already hung up the phone, and there was no chance for him to refuse.

Xing Lun in front turned his face slightly, looked at the man in the back seat of the car, pursed his thin lips, and finally... chose to remain silent.

On the other end of the phone, Chu Mengdie hung up the phone and returned to his seat to sit down. Chu Luoxi looked at him, "Does that man have a girlfriend now?"

Chu Mengdie reached out and threw the mobile phone on the glass table, "What's the matter, they are not married, and even if they are married, they can get divorced, right?"

"Of course...the most important point is that I know that he has always had me in his heart..."

When Qin Nuan and Mu Yusen returned from the backyard, Mu Yulong, his wife and Xie Rouli were in the living room, the old man was still resting, and Mu Bai hadn't come back yet.

Qin Nuan secretly sent a text message, but Mu Bai didn't reply.

As for the lip print on his neckline yesterday, Qin Nuan later used various reasons to deceive herself. For example, it belonged to their company secretary or a female client. For some unrelated reason, the secretary's lip print was on On his collar...

Or, it's just that she was wrong because she was dazzled. There was no lip print, or even the phone number. Everything was just a coincidence.

She should trust Mu Bai, the two have known each other for three years, this relationship should stand the test...

"A Sen, I called Mu Bai, he's on his way, he'll be here soon!" Mu Yulong explained for his son, afraid that Mu Yusen would think too much.

Mu Yusen didn't take it seriously, "It's okay, I came here in a hurry today... By the way, brother, can I go upstairs to see my old room? Er... I don't know if I'm still here..."

Mu Yusen put his hands in his trouser pockets, his figure was straight and handsome, which made Mu Yulong, who is the eldest brother, lamented that the time is fleeting.

The 15-year-old younger brother has now grown into a handsome young man, and the heroic man in the past is now fat and old with white temples.

Mu Yulong smiled and said, "Of course I'm here, I've always been there, I've kept it for 15 years, everyone has been waiting for you to come back!"

Mu Yusen didn't speak, his brows and eyes were calmly bent, "Thank you, brother!"

Mu Yulong sighed, "Why are you polite...you and I are brothers!"

The first room on the left on the fourth floor is the room where Mu Yusen once lived. The original yellow wooden door has now been replaced with a carved mahogany door, which looks a lot more elegant and luxurious.

Mu Yusen pursed his lips, and the moment his slender fingers were placed on the doorknob, he felt a little stagnant in his breathing.

With a "click", the door was unscrewed, he pushed it open gently, and what he saw was a desk and a wide bed...

In the room, it is true that many things have not changed, but there are also many things that have changed. For example, this bed, for example, there is no desk here, and for example, the color of the carpet is not like this...

Mu Yusen raised his foot and walked in, his eyes wandered around, and finally fell on a photo on the desk.

In the photo, Mu Yusen was 14 years old at the time, pulling the [-]-year-old Mu Bai standing in front of a swing, smiling silly...

He remembered that that year, the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the yard were blooming very well, and the fragrance was wafting all over the place. He watched the woman stepping on the petals of the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, smiling sweetly and messing up his eyes beautifully.

She raised the camera in her hand, and raised her eyebrows at him and Mu Bai, "Let's take pictures for you, my skills are very good!"

Her voice was soft and melodious, and the words she said lingered on the tip of her tongue, and they all had a lively texture. They knocked on the eardrums, jumped into frames of music, and floated in the air...

Closing his eyes, he suddenly felt that he couldn't remember her face clearly. She was imprisoned in the prison of time, and all the sorrows and joys became irrelevant, and after many years, she was no longer mentioned. .

Stretching out his hand, he pressed the center of his brows, and put the photo on the table. Where he was staring, at some point, a layer of moisture appeared in his eyes, which burned his fingertips.

"That... Mister Mu..."

Qingyue's woman's voice came suddenly, he was slightly startled, and looked sideways.

--is her!
Qin Nuan felt a little embarrassed, stood by the door and did not move forward.

In the room, the large desk looks old, and there is a large bookshelf next to it, which is full of books, and the man stands between the desk and the bookshelf, tall and tall.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and the sunlight fell on the man's shoulders, coating his side face with a soft and indifferent color, so that she couldn't see his face clearly, and even felt that the scene in front of her was a little unreal.

She took a steady breath, suppressed the inexplicable strange emotions in her heart, and said again, "Mr. Let me call you..."

The people inside still didn't respond, Qin Nuan was embarrassed, "Mr. Mu..."

"Do you like books?"

The man interrupted her with a low voice.

Qin Nuan was stunned.

"The books on the bookshelf were all bought between the ages of ten and 15. At that time, for some reason, I fell in love with reading, so my father bought me a lot..."

He took out a book at random, Tagore's "Flying Birds".

"I can not choose the best, The best chooses me..."

His English pronunciation is very standard, the ending is slightly upturned, hooking people to be brought in with his emotions little by little.

He is a natural reader.

I can't choose the best, the best chooses me!
what does he mean? !

"do not like?"

He didn't hear a response, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the slightly disappointed opening, "I thought you would like it..."

"No, I like it very much..."

"Then you are afraid of me!"

"...No" Qin Nuan said.

"lie……"

He reached out and put the book back on the shelf without looking at her.

"You dare not come in..."

Qin Nuan: "..."

"Sorry!" He said lightly, probably because he felt that his words were inappropriate.

Qin Nuan shook her head, lowered her eyebrows, and wanted to respond, but when she raised her head, she found that the man had walked up to her at some point.

She froze for a moment, and backed away subconsciously, but she didn't want the man to suddenly reach out and pull her arm. The next second, she heard a sound of closing the door, and she herself was already huddled in the man's arms .

In the living room downstairs, Fu Tiantian had already jumped down. Xie Rouli glanced at her and frowned, "Tiantian, why are you alone?"

Fu Tiantian pouted, "I went upstairs and looked, but the doors were all closed, and I don't know which room is... Besides, it's gloomy up there, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Just think of yourself as a child of seven or eight years old. Don't forget, you will be fifteen next week. Do you understand fifteen, and your uncle will be fifteen years old..."

"Cough cough..." Mu Yulong coughed, Xie Rouli immediately silenced, Fu Tiantian stuck out her tongue, sat on the side and grabbed a handful of melon seeds and licked them.

"Forget it, the old man hasn't gotten up yet, call him later!" Mu Yulong said.

Xie Rouli frowned, "Brother-in-law, why did you forget, Miss Qin went upstairs to call A Sen, this lonely man and widow..."

"Miss Qin is a well-behaved and sensible girl, with a sense of proportion in her heart, and A Sen is not that kind of person, Xiaoli, don't talk nonsense!"

Xie Rouwan gave Xie Rouli a wink, but Xie Rouli turned her head away and said nothing.

Xie Rouwan turned her face to look at her husband, and asked him, "I heard that A Sen went to see the old man a few days ago, and even attended the Jiang family's wedding for the old man, is it true?"

Mu Yulong said in a low voice, without answering.

Upstairs, Qin Nuan's breathing was almost stagnant, her body was frozen there and she couldn't move, she felt the man's breath just above her head, falling warmly on her forehead, but she didn't dare to raise her head.

The man's slender fingers slid across her cheeks, and his warm palms rubbed against the skin of her face with magical power.

The familiar smell of tobacco reminded her of the wrong kiss last night, and her pupils suddenly dilated...

"Qin Nuan...feeling warm...love is like drinking water, do you know whether it's warm or not?"

(End of this chapter)