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Whistling wind, with a trace of cold, blowing through the window.

Nie Mingxuan was driving, his eyes swept through the rearview mirror, his eyes were deep. He saw the soft man sitting quietly in the co driver's seat to see the scenery. His water eyes were shining, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Try to take back her eyes, but her soft figure still appears in my mind.

He leaned against the window, and suddenly remembered that the girl was only 17 years old It's not yet an adult.

He was so young that he could not understand her thoughts and thoughts. And she, even with her best friend, has such a magnificent love.

Eyes light hair tight, Nie Mingxuan suddenly stopped the car slowly on the side of the road.

Lan Xi was stunned. A strange emotion flashed in her eyes. Her eyelashes trembled. She realized that Nie Mingxuan had untied her seat belt and leaned over. Her bright eyes, like rare treasures like research, stood on both sides of her and looked at her closely.

"Younger sister," Nie Mingxuan suddenly called out and started to smile, "did I ever say that you are really beautiful?"

I'm serious. I'm a bit of a man.

It's beautiful.

Natural carving, no powder and Dai, just the outline of the eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of charm.

Licking his lips, Nie Mingxuan narrowed his eyes and continued: "but it should not be just beautiful Yan Chen asked me to come today. I don't know exactly what I want to do, and I don't know what happened between you. Just as long as he talks, I have no reason to refuse But sister, I'm really curious... "

Nie Mingxuan's heavy breath with a trace of weird pressure down.

"I love Yan Chen." She suddenly opened her mouth, looked at him, and said a word simply.

Nie Mingxuan's face was stiff in place.

"Isn't that what you're curious about?" The soft voice of Lan Xi is quiet, and the eyes of water are like lakes, clear and transparent, "if you want to know, I'll tell you."

"I love Yan Chen."

A little bit of shock, in the heart of shock scattered.

It's one thing to know. To hear her say love, it's another thing to say love so clearly. Nie Mingxuan's eyes are changing rapidly, and the corners of his mouth can't help but evoke a ridiculous and playful smile, reversing all living beings.

He lost his life in his pocket.

Because somehow, listening to her say love, his whole heart burned.

Nie Mingxuan pursed his lips and drew out a radian. He went back to pick up the phone.

At the same time, he didn't understand who was calling. He asked the East and West, and he followed the vague acceptance. He didn't notice the expression of Lan Xi after he just said that sentence. In the mirror of the window, in the gradually dark sky, he became lonely and sad. He couldn't see the future.

Such love, taboo, hot hand, in the eyes of outsiders are like moths holding fire, and ultimately only burn each other.

Re start the car, Nie Mingxuan mouth smile has not dispersed, hang up the phone directly to Mu Yanchen dial in the past, although know that he can not listen to the phone on the plane, or stubbornly to him to voice mail.

"She is in Z city. It is said that she is the address of your second uncle's wife's family. If you arrive, you can come here directly..." "She just told me that she loved you, so Yan Chen, hurry up. "

With that, Nie Mingxuan's mouth was full of a faint smile, hung up the phone, turned on the lights, and drove quickly to the front.

By the way, also ignored the rearview mirror, Lan Xi suddenly looked over, incredible shock eyes.

***

at night.

After settling down in Z City, he said hello to his second aunt's mother, and went out to say goodbye to Nie Mingxuan, Lanxi felt a sense of helplessness.

Nie Mingxuan leaned on the window and lit a cigarette.

It was already dark, but he still had to go back to C City. He looked up and saw Lanxi standing at the gate of his house. He laughed, rubbed his eyebrows with his cigarette fingers, and said with a smile, "sister, do you know that look in your eyes? Obviously, it's through me that I'm looking forward to another man, and I still have to know when I should die - what kind of heart is that feeling Love? "

Lan Xi found that he was looking too focused, drooping eyes, leaning against the door did not speak.

Nie Mingxuan continued to smile, raised his hand to look at the watch, comforted: "you can rest assured here, everything he will solve."

After that, he opened the door and was about to sit in. What he said just now, he felt that he was lying.

-- solve.

How to solve it?

Even Nie Mingxuan, an outsider, felt some pain in his heart. Mo Ruqing obviously knew what happened to them. What can they do next? Do you think you'll be caught in the dark, or have you been sneaking around all your life?

In any case, he would never have the courage to fight against his mother and father, let alone the subversion of the family? Mu's family is well-known in C City. Mu Mingsheng's special status in the military field in the first half of his life made him marry Su ranyue, Lan Xi's mother, for 20 years without daring to divorce. He waited until Su ran Yue died to marry Mo Ruqing. At the moment, if something like this happened at home, it would be a great shame. Even if Mu Mingsheng didn't get angry, he would not have a good life in the latter half of his life Yes.In the mirror of the car, Lanxi is still standing alone at the door. The light on the top of the house is sprinkled down. Her eyes are clear and her breath gently vomites into mist in the cold winter night, which makes Nie Mingxuan feel a burst of pain.

He wanted to call her back, but he couldn't even make a sound. He moved his eyes and turned the steering wheel to leave.

"Ah," Mu Ziming, who arrived a little later than them, came out and patted her on the shoulder, "where you live, my grandmother has cleaned it up for you. I'll take you to see the school tomorrow. They have winter vacation crash classes in class. You can rest early."

Lan Xi turned to see his cousin, drooping eyes, nodding.

Mu Ziming mouth also want to say what, but feel she strange, frown, a word did not say to go away.

Anyway, I don't have any good feelings. It's just like that whether I'm pro or not. I don't care about her.

Late at night.

After making the bed, I went to take a bath. Everything was different from my family. I was unfamiliar with where I touched. Sometimes I didn't know what to call Lan Xi. My second aunt's mother was called grandma or grandma. She didn't know what to call her. Maybe it was anything, but she still felt that she was very desolate.

At three o'clock in the morning, she was still awake.

Lanxi knew that she should not recognize her bed. In those days in Los Angeles, across an ocean, she could sleep so soundly.

There's no reason why I can't sleep now.

When she got up, she reached out and lifted the curtain and peered through the window at the starlight.

As if she was suddenly touched by something, she braved the cold air to get up and leave the bed. The coldness was attacking her hands and feet. She didn't know what happened, so she wanted to get out of bed.

She didn't help her to prepare cotton slippers. She wore a pair of plastic flip flops that she only wore in summer. She ran out in her pajamas and walked across the living room corridor to open the old-fashioned iron door of the second aunt's family.

The voice, in the cold winter night, seems so empty and abrupt.

The black streamlined car parked at the door was shining in the dark night. A noble figure leaned against the door, punched his lips and coughed twice. He raised his hand to look at his watch, and was ready to go back to the car and sit in the morning.

At three o'clock in the morning, she must be sleeping. This time should not disturb her.

But the loud sound of opening the door woke him up.

Mu Yanchen's white face gives out a trace of cold light, holding the door handle, with a trace of hope, looking back.

In the dark, the slender figure of Lanxi suddenly appears at the gate of the iron gate. His eyes are bright, staring at the man who suddenly appears on the opposite side of the street.

In a trance, she thought she was dreaming.

At the moment when he was talking to her through the radio in the environment full of English accent in Los Angeles, he suddenly appeared here. She didn't even know how he knew the address, how could he know her location so accurately.

…… It's three o'clock in the night.

Suddenly a burst of pain in my heart, strong acid and astringency surged up the nose. Lan Xi released the door handle and rushed to him. In the haunting of the biting cold at night, he suddenly rushed into his arms!

"Thump!" in my arms Get a sound, Mu Yan Chen Mou son inside turn surging huge waves, almost subconsciously reached out to embrace her.

Soft waist, hot breath spray between their own neck socket

This real touch reminds him that it's not a dream.

Lanxi's chest was full of bitterness and excitement. She tried to stand on tiptoe and wrapped her arms tightly around him. She felt that mu Yanchen's solid arms tightened her, and their bodies were closer together. Her eyes ran into a stream of hot and humid tears and choked out a voice: "muyanchen..."

You're back.

She didn't expect that she would suddenly run out in the middle of the night. Mu Yanchen, who had been sleepless for more than 20 hours, was in a trance and lethargic state. When it was confirmed that she was her, he could not help holding her arms and tightening her arms. His cold eyes were astringent, and he bent his head tightly against her warm side face and hair: "Lanxi."

This sound, dull and sweet, seemed to call into her soul.

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