Listening to Feng Jian's words, he calmed down and sat on the sofa.

Seeing Zhou Muqing's actions, Feng Jian breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he would not do anything extreme anymore.

She turned her head and caught a glimpse of the beautiful night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Kazami immediately changed the topic, trying to pull Zhou Muqing into a good state.

"Look, it's so beautiful."

She pretended to be excited and pointed out the window, trying to arouse Zhou Muqing's emotions.

Zhou Muqing followed Fengjian's direction and looked over. He had just admired this night scene by himself, so he naturally knew how beautiful it was.

Feng Jian wakes up, and the beauty that was originally imagined can actually begin.

Zhou Muqing smiled lightly, and said sorry softly, Fengjian took the initiative to walk to his side and sat down, holding his hand.

"I know I'm not good enough, it's me who should say I'm sorry."

In fact, Feng Jian said this against her will, she felt that if she was sorry, it must be because she was sorry for Zhou Muqing.

But when he said this, Feng Jian felt very depressed.

In this relationship, Zhou Muqing was not the only one who was suppressed, but both of them were stubborn.

One stubbornly loves, one stubbornly takes guilt as a reason to persist.

...

Feng Jian leaned against Zhou Muqing's body and closed her eyes. For a moment, she fantasized that the person beside her was Lu Zexiao.

At the thought of this, her body trembled unconsciously, as if awakened from a start.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Muqing asked her with concern.

There was violin music playing in the office, and Feng Jian had already ordered supper, because he could see that Zhou Muqing wanted to stay.

"It's okay, I just seem to be asleep, and I almost had a nightmare."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of the office. The employees were off work at this time. After thinking about it, she realized that it was a takeaway.

Kazami ran to the door quickly, opened the office door and brought in the takeaway.

She pulled the table to the side where she and Zhou Muqing were sitting, and then neatly placed the takeaway on the table.

"Lo mei, fried chicken, maocai, grilled skewers, crayfish..."

Zhou Muqing opened his mouth to count Feng Jianming's food, and found that it was really a big gathering of the north and the south, and it felt almost the same, and the same did not fall.

But after such a meal, it is estimated that there will be acne on the face the next day.

"I've always wondered why you are a girl who likes to eat strong and spicy food."

Feng Jian was not convinced when she heard this, she patted Zhou Muqing on the forehead.

In an instant, the state of the two of them seemed to be back in school.

The two sat on the ground, waiting for a delicious meal.

"In fact, many girls like stimulating food, because it is very flavorful. The sooner you eat those clear soups and less water, it means that your heart is getting old."

Jian Jian has gradually grown up, especially when he saw him last time, Kazami's feeling was obvious.

Generation after generation is growing up, and Feng Jian unconsciously began to worry about the topic of getting old. Although it was decades earlier, there was always that kind of pressure, so she could only adjust her mentality to the youngest state .

"If only I were in school right now, then I would walk around the streets and sing songs with my classmates at this time, and then I would still have snacks worth a few cents in my hand."

Said Fengjian looked at the phone, "Then I can play for another half an hour."

Zhou Muqing was shocked when he heard the remarks for half an hour, "Your mother told you to go back after school, it's already past eight o'clock, and it's past nine o'clock after playing for half an hour, is your memory messed up?"