Chapter 1008

Moyanzhu just walked to the third floor and saw Chu Xiangchen squatting at his door, all wet.

Chu Xiangchen held a box of hot milk in his arms, his wet black hair stuck to his forehead, and drops of water fell down.

"Why are you here?"

"Elder sister, give --"

is a new milk taste.

She disliked the milk was too sweet last time. He changed his taste this time. It was just sweet.

Moyamen candle pursed his lips and stared down at him. "Not in the morning?"

"The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain tomorrow. I'm afraid I can't make it in the morning. My sister will take it -" br >

"come in."

Moyamen candle has opened the door with the key.

"Ah?"

Chu Xiangchen, who didn't expect to be treated like this, waved his hand and blushed.

"I, I didn't want to take advantage of you."

"You're drenched. How can I get along? Come on in. You can change into clean clothes before you leave. "

Then Chu Xiangchen went in.

This is the first time that he has come to Mu Yanzhu's house.

I changed my shoes at the porch and looked around curiously.

Very warm design and decoration, well-organized furnishings, but few furniture, no girl's lovely dolls, no many small decorations, more revealed a cool, a lonely atmosphere.

Moyan candle went into the bedroom, turned out a clean man's clothes from the closet, and handed a clean towel to Chu Xiangchen.

"Go take a bath and put it on."

"How can I have men's clothes in my sister's house?"

"I used to fantasize that he might live in."

Who is he?

Know what you know.

Anyway, it's not chuxiangchen.

Chu Xiangchen's heart tightened for a moment, silently took the clothes and towels, and walked to the inner bathroom.

Half an hour later, he took a bath, changed his clothes and handed him an umbrella.

"If it's still raining outside, remember to take an umbrella."

She sent him to the door, the latter drooping head, long eyelashes covered his eyes, thin shoulders also drooping, like a abandoned child.

Mu Yanzhu is going to close the door -

a strong hug will hold her tightly.

Chu Xiang Chen's tears smashed down her neck.

"I know you like him very much, but I also like you very much. What can I do to not like my sister so much? My sister told me, what am I supposed to do? "

"You have so many fans, you can grab one, all of them are people who love you."

"Those who love me, I don't love, I only love you now."

"I'm sorry, I don't love you." Moyan candle sighed.

"Yes! You don't love me, you are good everywhere, just don't love me... "

Before mu Yanzhu pushed him away, Chu Xiangchen had released his hand.

He always lowered his head and didn't want to be seen in his red eyes by Moyan candle. It was his stubbornness and self-esteem.

Moyanzhu's eyes were sour. She thought that the rivers three years ago were the same. When she cried, she would never see him, but she felt that he was really sad.

"Come on, it's dark."

“… Well. "

Chu heads down to Chen and walks away.

When he came to the corner, he looked back quietly with expectation.

But only the closed door.

Originally, people who don't love you never look at your back.

Love is like eating Coptis.

He was choking with bitterness.

……

The next day is Sunday. The magazine is off.

Facts have proved that the weather forecast is not accurate, there is no heavy rain, only sunshine.

Moyanzhu went back to the magazine and was busy all morning. At noon, he had a meal and planned to go to Huijie.

Across the fine window, she saw a long silver white dress, bright and soft, elegant design, suspender style, feel very silky soft.

Moyamen candle couldn't let go of the skirt. Just when she was going to ask the price, a woman opened her mouth first. "Waiter, how much is the skirt?"

"Miss, this skirt is twenty-eight thousand."

Then the waiter looked at Xiangmu's cigarette and candle, and wondered, "two ladies, there is only one dress in our shop. Who do you want?"

The woman pretended to have a look at the moyamen candle.

"You came first, right? Do you want this skirt? Twenty eight thousand. "

"I don't want it, you do."

"Well, thank you then."

The woman looks beautiful, the makeup looks exquisite, the fingernails are made brightly, raises the small hand before the forehead the broken hair does not go to the ear, the canthus eyebrow tip reveals the motionless arrogance.Moyanzhu turns around and wants to leave.

She did not live up to her father's expectations.

How many times did my father say to her that you look good at the smoke and candles? Next time, if you like this dress, say to her, I like this dress too, I don't want to give it to you.

You can't let go of things you like. Do you understand.

She always thought that when she grows up and has money, she will have the courage to fight for her rights and interests.

It's a habit to give up.

No matter how rich she is, no matter how high she is, she has been used to appreciating those beautiful things through the window instead of striving for them to become her own.

The only treasure she has in her life is the boy named river.

"Wife."

The clear voice above her head, just right, perfectly interrupted her thoughts.

I don't know when the jiangqingchi action naturally held her waist and stepped forward.

The light and shadow are graceful. He is charming and full of energy.

Moyanzhu heard him say to the woman:

"I'm sorry, this skirt is my wife's first choice. I bought it."

"But - your wife just gave me this skirt."

"How much is this skirt?" Jiangqingchi looks directly at the waiter.

The waiter has been fascinated by this peerless face and can't find the north. Nane replies, "twenty-eight thousand."

"I'll give you thirty-eight thousand, will you?"

“……” The woman had no more time.

The waiter was speechless.

She only serves the rich.

If both sides have money, it depends on who has more.

……

Out of the shopping mall, Moyan candlelight lowered his breath, why did he appear here.

"Thirty eight thousand I'll transfer it to you."

"You deleted my wechat. How can I transfer it?"

"I didn't delete it this time."

"Oh, I didn't delete it," Jiang Qingchi said with a smile and handed her the skirt. "You look better than her, really."

"Thanks for Xiaojiang's praise."

"You don't have to pay me back."

"No, I have to pay you back."

He is stubborn and she is also stubborn. It's a matter of principle.

She can't afford to spend her ex boyfriend any more.

Jiangqingchi sipped her lips, copied her pocket with one hand, and looked at her with drooping eyes. Today, she was wearing a long, white sleeve, which was half rolled, showing a thin wrist like a bright moon.

She once said to him one night, the river, the moon is not white, the moon is light blue.

She also said, rivers, you look good in moonlight, you look good in everything.

When it's sweet, it's really sweet.

Ruthless up, is really cruel.

In this way, jiangqingchi frowned slightly. "Thirty eight thousand, I don't want to. Just answer me a question."

"What?"

"Why did you take the boy in last night?"

Smell speech, Mu Yan candle's eyebrow also wrinkles up, "you follow me?"

"By chance. Answer me. "

"What's the matter with you? It's really low to follow this kind of behavior. "

"OK, then I'll follow you. I don't care what you did last night. Don't let men come into your house alone, will you? What kind of creature do you think a man is, simple on the surface and in the heart? Can you guess? "

"Of course I can't guess."

Moyanzhu said with a cold face.

"If I could read a man's mind, I would never have been with you in the first place."

"You --"

JIANG Qingchi's brows are stretched out, the corners of his mouth are slightly pulled, and a wry smile appears on his lips.

"I admit that three years ago, I was very immature, I was very childish, and we quarreled. I always talked about being young and pretended to coax you. Every day when I told you that I love you, you would always obey me. I think it's too much."

He said word by word.

"What you need is respect and recognition."

"Three years ago, I only knew to love and protect you. I thought that was the best love for you. I was wrong."

"I tried to forget you, too. I couldn't."

"If."

"If I proposed to you now, would you agree?"

What overlaps with his saying is "rivers, certified love, do you want to talk about it?"

They were very happy that day. If it wasn't because he was not old enough, she would have been too old for his river.

However, three years later, she was not the girl who was lonely and brave.

"Now, No."

"Why?"“… I'm afraid. "

"Good."

Jiangqingchi nodded, "I will make you afraid."

He said that and left.

Moyanzhu has been staring at his back.

He really changed.

The boy who used to pester her all the time has learned to leave just in time.

He knows what to say, not what to say.

He also knows when to come and when to leave, leaving her alone.

These are just right, terrible, like the surging tide wrapped her heart, so that she can not find the exit, and even her brain will be disarmed to surrender.

When his back disappeared in his vision, the tears of moyanzhu came down.

Lao She once said that there was no Rouge before. The girl's face was only red for her sweetheart.

But grandpa Lao she didn't say that the girl's tears were only for her sweetheart.

……

Monday is the busiest, moyanzhu is the editor in chief, busy plus busy.

Copying, typesetting, plus edition, meeting with publishers and contractors for detailed discussion, one day's running is enough.

Today, she wore that thirty-eight thousand skirt, a light green shawl outside, and her short hair grew a little longer, but still could not cover her thin neck and delicate collarbone.

Twenty seven women, polished calm and calm by the years, standing there alone, she has a kind of quiet taste of the years, people just want to watch far away, don't want to go forward, because they don't want to destroy her lonely and elegant beauty.

In the afternoon, I met with a publisher, Moyan candlelight and an employee.

The other side is an old slick, since saw Moyan candle, that eye bead, the color squints on her body.

When talking with moyanzhu, he put his hand on her shoulder. Moyanzhu stood still and stepped back half a step. He smiled back. He didn't tear his face with each other, but he also opened the distance between the two sides.

Seeing her resistance, the old goat did nothing to her.

Leaving from the publishing house, Liu Xiaofei, an employee, couldn't help saying, "chief editor, you should find a man!"

"Why?"

"Of course, men can protect you!"

Moyamen candle smiled lightly, "no man, I can also protect myself, just that kind of occasion, see how not strange, I can deal with it by myself."

"Hum, that dead old man wants to take advantage of the beauty. I look angry!"

“……”

Moyanzhu's face remained unchanged. He looked down at the magazine in his hand, and his voice was light. "There's nothing to be angry about. Call Xiao Wang and ask him to draw the illustration and hand in the manuscript this evening."

"Oh Good editor in chief. "

Xiao Liu is shriveled, and the chief editor is really calm. As expected, the women who can sit on the high position have different psychological qualities.

***

night falls.

Moyamen candlelight went back to the apartment. It was half past seven in the evening.

She didn't eat supper yet. She simply bit half of the roasted sweet potatoes on the way, and so filled her stomach.

The light and shadow of the corridor slowly refracted and fell on her door and the man standing at the door.

185's head, wearing a white casual dress, eyebrows like new leaves, eyes closed, facial features outline by the top of the head alone light, revealing a strong British spirit.

Men are polished by time.

The more polished, the more tasteful.

Mu Yanzhu unconsciously lightens his steps.

When he came to the opposite side of jiangqingchi, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The black eyes of the chess pieces are shining with brilliant light.

Moyanzhu: "Why are you here again?"

"This is the first time I've been waiting at your door."

"So?"

"I've been waiting for you."

The expression of jiangqingchi is calm, but the light at the bottom of the eyes is bright and dark.

Moyamen candle smelled the smell of wine on his body.

"You --"

"well. I'm drinking. "

"Drunk?"

"No."

“… Maybe a little. " He added on his own.

Moyan Candle:?

Jiangqingchi just stared at her.

"I may be a little drunk."

"Daughter in law."

Bang.

The last call was a gate, which almost broke her in a flash.

Moyanzhu, before his legs softened, did not open his face.

"If you are drunk, go back to have a rest earlier!"

"There's something I want to say to you, so come here and wait. I'll go after that."

"What's the point?"

He held her face in his hands and pressed it over.

After three years of careful kissing, he closed his eyes, moved his face seriously, and brushed his long eyelashes over the eyelids of Moyan candle.Leaving her lips, a slender hand brushed her cheek and touched her ear.

He pinched the tip of her little ear.

And then, in her cochlea, her voice said three magnetic words:

"I love you."

After that, I really left.

……

Come all the way.

Wait in silence.

Just to say these words.

I love you.

……

Moyan candle's legs and body softened together.

Fortunately, there are walls. Let her lean for a while.

……