Chapter 1527

It's just that she drank this bottle of water...

Nianmu watched Mu Shaoling drink half of the bottle of water, guessing that he was thirsty and tired, after thinking about it, she still said: "Mr. Mu, my bottle of water is mixed with glucose, do you want some? "

Mu Shaoling looked at her without saying a word.

"But I drank it, if you don't mind, forget it..." Nian Mu thought he didn't want it, and was about to put it away, when he spoke.

"Keep drinking." Mu Shaoling said.

She is a woman and needs more care than herself. Now the only thing they can drink is these two bottles of water. According to the current situation, they may be trapped on the mountain tonight.

Therefore, Mu Shaoling did not take her water.

"Okay..." Nianmu thought that he was disgusted with him, so he didn't say anything, and put the water bottle back in his backpack.

The rain kept falling, and the wind was also blowing hard. Nianmu felt that the clothes on his body were gradually dried by the wind, but the one inside...

But there is no way to dry it, this dry and wet, this is more tormented, very uncomfortable.

Nian Mu even had the idea of ​​taking off the inner layer of clothes, but Mu Shaoling was here, and it was still outdoors...

She endured.

As the sky gradually darkened, the street lamps in the pavilion and the street lamps built on the mountain road also gradually turned on. Nian Mu looked at the street lamps and felt a little lonely.

It was raining heavily, and as long as she looked into the distance, the street lights would be fascinated by the rain, and there was fog on the mountain at night, so the visibility was very low.

In the ear, it is not the sound of wind, but the sound of rain.

Mu Shaoling didn't speak, and neither did she.

Nianmu was thinking, how did people in ancient times have fun? Cultural people can still read books, but what about ordinary people? Do you turn off the lights and go to bed at night?

She looked at Mu Shaoling, they didn't have any entertainment to speak of now, and even though they were in the same pavilion, they didn't talk or interact much, as if they were in different time and space in the same pavilion.

So close, but so far away...

Mu Shaoling seemed to notice that she was looking at him, so he also turned to look at her.

Nian Mu was taken aback, and turned his head away immediately.

But it was too late, Mu Shaoling still saw that she had been looking at him just now, and their communication was interrupted when she asked him if he wanted a drink of water all afternoon.

What did she misunderstand?

Did he misunderstand that he disliked her?

Mu Shaoling was stunned, and suddenly remembered that he really wouldn't easily drink what other people had drunk, except what Ruan Bai had drunk.

It was the fake Ruan Bai who wanted to share the same drink with him several times, but he refused.

But when Nianmu asked him if he wanted to drink this time, the reason for his refusal was not because of his own obsession with cleanliness, but because he thought it would be better for her to keep the drink.

Mu Shaoling realized that he didn't seem to object to drinking a bottle of water with Nian Mu.

why is this...

He thought about it, if it wasn't for the current scene, when Nianmu handed her the water she drank, he would have continued to drink it, and he wouldn't have any grudges in his heart...

Mu Shaoling was taken aback by his own thought. In just a few months, he hadn't had much contact with Nianmu, but his level of acceptance has changed because of her!

He is not willing to believe...

Mu Shaoling looked at Nianmu's eyes that became deeper and deeper, probing and thinking about what she did to make him accept her so highly.

Is it because her eyes look like Ruan Bai? How similar is the sound?

He immediately rejected it. If so, that fake Ruan Bai is more like his Ruan Bai, but after three years, he still hasn't accepted this fake Ruan Bai from the bottom of his heart.

Could it be that the taste of her cooking is very similar to that of Ruan Bai, and if he eats too much, he will accept it more?

Mu Shaoling couldn't find the answer, so he suddenly asked, "Can you sing?"

Nianmu was taken aback, was he talking just now? He is asking, can he sing?

She turned her head to look at the man, through the light of the pavilion, he saw the concentration on the man's face.

Couldn't he have been looking at himself like this just now?

What was he thinking when he looked at himself?

"Can you sing?" Mu Shaoling asked again. He remembered that Ruan Bai's singing voice was very gentle and clear, and it was very pleasant to sing.

"No." This time, Nianmu heard clearly, what he just heard was indeed not a hallucination.

"Sing a song." Mu Shaoling said directly as if he didn't hear her words.

Nianmu: "..."

Mu Shaoling looked at her, "You grew up in Russia, you can sing folk songs there, right?"

Nianmu nodded. She knows Russian folk songs, because Aleer often sang them in the past. In the days of Terror Island, apart from training, it was the basic daily life, eating, drinking, and resting.

Without entertainment, singing is their entertainment.

Ale'er likes to sing the songs of her hometown. After listening to it a few times, Nianmu can also sing a few lines in a similar manner. Ale'er also praised her for her singing voice. teach her.

So she will.

Nianmu looked at Mu Shaoling, as if saying that she must sing a song today, but in desperation, she slowly sang the song that Aleer taught her, and she could even guarantee the standard of pronunciation.

One song lasted only three minutes, and Mu Shaoling felt like a child when he heard her soft singing.

She was like the one who coaxed herself to sleep...

Nian Mu's voice is as soft as Ruan Bai's, even slightly similar when singing...

Did she deliberately imitate Ruan Bai? Ruan Bai usually doesn't sing much in front of outsiders. If she is from Terror Island and she deliberately imitated Ruan Bai, then she must have had a lot of contact with Ruan Bai.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this...

Listening to her singing, Mu Shaoling's mind became more and more emptied, to the point that in the world, apart from her voice, there was the sound of wind and rain.

After Nian Mu sang a song, he looked at Mu Shaoling, but he didn't respond.

The more she didn't respond, the more anxious she became, "Mr. Mu?"

Mu Shaoling came back to his senses, cleared his throat, "You look like you can't sing."

"It's all just humming casually." Nianmu looked into the distance, and the lights became mysterious and beautiful under the mist of rain and fog.

"Russian folk songs are very nice." Mu Shaoling praised. It seemed that he was praising the song, but in fact, he was praising Nian Mu's singing.

"I like it too." Nianmu said, sometimes when little Niannian gets into trouble, Ale'er and himself will sing to her, and the child will behave well after hearing it.

"Who did you learn from?" Mu Shaoling asked again.

Nianmu didn't expect him to open up the topic because of this, but he answered casually, "A sister of the neighbor, she often sings. I heard it and learned to sing. One time she heard me sing, so she took the initiative to teach me."