Eleven o'clock at noon.

The evening star is sitting in front of his desk, drawing pictures and listening to elegant violin music with earphones in one ear.

She doesn't want to be influenced by other negative emotions any more, so she just diverts her attention.

Knock.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked, "Miss, master Mo is coming."

Evening star's brush did not stop, light mouth way, "say I am not in."

Servant: Er.

The next second, the sound rhythm of knocking on the door changed obviously, and then Mo's voice came, "smelly girl, open the door first."

The evening star is silent.

"Can I have a good chat with you?" Mo Zhiyan's voice is a little hoarse.

"Why don't you care when I want to talk to you? When you want to talk to me, I have to be clearly arranged by you."

There was some silence outside the door, and then Mo's voice was a little lower, "let me see you first, and say it face to face, OK?"

"Not good." Night star face expressionless lowered his head, nib continues to outline the lines on the drawing, "I have something to do now, no time to chat with you, you go back."

Finish saying, evening star simply put on two earphones.

I don't know how long it took until the evening star had finished drawing a design drawing and felt a little hungry. Then he put the drawing aside and looked up at the time.

It's twelve thirty at noon.

Evening star took off the earphone, opened the chair, pushed the door and went out.

In the eye is the wide corridor, and the servant is wiping the painting on the wall.

Mo insisted that he was leaning on the wall, drooping his eyes, waiting for her to come out.

See evening star came out, the man stood up immediately.

"Didn't I let you go?" The evening star came forward, grabbed Mo Zhiyan's arm and dragged him out of the villa. "This is my house. Please leave. I don't want to see you now!"

Mo insisted that he didn't struggle. He followed Wanxing's action and followed her downstairs. At the moment when Wanxing was about to close the door of the villa, his hand slammed against the door. "About the girl two years ago..."

"I don't want to hear it now." Night star's expressionless face interrupted Mo insisted, "anyway, my thought is dirty, I can't mention that girl, but if I mention my thought is dirty, I will be scolded by you, what do I want?"

Mo Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled.

"That's it. Go back." Evening star said, pushed open his body, forced to take the door.

Bang, the door was closed, isolating two people.

All afternoon, Wanxing was absent-minded watching the variety show. During this time, he received a message from his brother Shijie that he was going to B city on business today.

Brother brother was not at home, nor was he in summer. Make complaints about the night star.

"Ah, ah, ah." Night Star suddenly grabbed the pillow, desperately ravaged up.

It was not until the evening that midsummer came back happily with a delicate cake box and humming a little song.

"What are you doing sitting here? What about your man? " Sheng Xia put the cake aside, and then sat beside the evening star and hugged her arm. "When I just came back, I saw Mo Zhiyan's car parked at the door, but the car was dark, and I didn't look carefully. I thought he was here. Why didn't I see him?"

Said, the girl's eyes scanning around.

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