Chapter 376

The light of Mu city is dim

Look at yourself and wash the clothes

"I can't wash clothes." One yard to one yard, he made a private appointment with the fox spirit, she poured a cup of coffee, just even, help him wash clothes is another thing.

The man turned to look at her, "then you buy one to compensate me."

She followed his tone, "look again." Whether to pay or not depends on her mood.

On the way back, neither of them spoke again. Usually, Roy kept chattering. Once she was silent, the atmosphere would be very quiet. Mucheng itself was a silent man and would not take the initiative to talk about anything.

As soon as she got back to her residence, she pushed the door open and walked inside. The man sat in the car and looked at her back through the glass. Her bones were very thin, and there was little weight in her hands. After a while, he got out of the car.

At dinner in the evening, Roy didn't speak. The whole process was very quiet. Mucheng looked at her. The house was open and quiet. She didn't speak. It was easy for her to feel strange.

Maybe he could guess the reason why she was unhappy, but he had already explained it, and there was nothing else to say. He had no experience in coaxing women.

So the seemingly mild relationship virtually began the cold war, and this silence continued until she took a bath and lay in bed. Then Mucheng came in and announced to break it, "Ning'er asked me to go to the old house to get my diary, and I'll be back soon."

Luo Yi closed his eyes and raised his cold lips. Ye Ning'er's heart of Sima Zhao is not that he can't see it, but he still thinks it doesn't matter, and even ignores her feelings.

Can she say no, don't you go? Of course not! His mother's diary should be very important, perhaps, important enough to ignore her thoughts.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the man leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, repeating, "I'll drive faster and come back soon."

The woman breathed evenly, as if she was asleep. He stared at her face for a long time before moving away. After he went out, the room became more peaceful.

Roy opened his eyes, bright and sleepless.

The night is getting thicker, and the antique buildings are covered with a layer of dark fog. It looks very hazy and mysterious, which makes people want to open the curtain to have a look inside.

Under the big banyan tree, standing in a pair of men and women, the leaves whirling, the men tall and strong, the women delicate and beautiful, looks like the characters in a fairy tale as a match.

Ye Ning'er looked at him, "I gave you the diary, but you'd better think more about how to do it."

The man's slender and cold figure has no sense of disobedience in the night, "I know." He low Mou looking at not thick not thin book, "this time you help me, count up I owe you a favor, this favor I can return to you at any time." The implication is that if she needs his help, she can do it at any time.

"Ah Cheng, you and I don't have to be so clear." Without this diary, he would not see her. Since when, the relationship between them is no longer emotional, but not transactional.

If she helps him once, he will return it once!

He was cold a few years ago, but not like now. He didn't look at her at all. Seriously, it should be after he got to know the woman named Roy.

"Ah Cheng, I really don't understand. She has no advantages except her good looks. But there are many beautiful women. Why do you choose her? Roy's character is arrogant and unreasonable. You really don't fit her."

Luo Yi is beautiful, but few men can really tolerate his temper. Ye Ning'er can't understand what he likes about her. He's never a superficial man who looks at her.

Mu Cheng's eyes look out, looking at the brightly lit house, not salty voice to the point into her heart, "she will not betray me."

Ye Ning'er's whole body was shocked, his fingers clenched, and he felt that his palm was empty, and he couldn't catch anything.

In the unclear light line, he still saw the woman standing opposite with broken eyes. "She loves to play small temperament, but she won't ignore the overall situation. Her temper is very bad, but she won't get angry for no reason. You say she is arrogant and arrogant, that's because you don't know her."

What is fit? What is * *? These things don't have a long shelf life, so it doesn't matter. Now he likes to be with Roy, and he should love her. That's enough.

Ye Ning'er's breathing tightened an inch again, looking up at his face and staring at his eyes, "so you really intend to be with her forever?"

Oh! Who knows how far it will always be! How far can he go in his life? But as long as he lives one day, it is impossible to let her go. The man's black eyes seem to be covered with black ink, "Ning'er, she is different from you."

Different, this simple word covers a lot of content, enough to answer all her question marks.

"If it hadn't happened to me in amoucheng Betray you, you will always love meMucheng himself can't tell whether his emotion when he was young is love or not. It seems that his love for ye Ning'er is not deep enough. He is used to taking care of her and protecting her. As for whether he has loved her or not, he has no answer. Even if he finds the answer, it's meaningless today.

Her childhood is not only the days of darkness, but also the days of darkness.

"There's no need to know if there's a hypothesis that doesn't exist." People live so many variables, no one can see the end at a glance.

Ye Ning'er looked at him to the car's figure is so lonely, but now, she can no longer stand beside him.

Miss will eventually turn into a fault.

Ear is the sound of the car gradually away, smaller and smaller, farther and farther, she stood in the same place, still looking to the direction he left, eyes with regret and confusion, the deepest emotion is not to give up.

Low laughter came from behind her, "what if you don't give up? You don't even have the courage to catch up. Look at your advice, I can't help but feel sorry for you?"

After saying that, he touched her face. Ye Ning'er dodged. Muzhan was not angry. His evil expression was completely revealed. "What are you hiding from? Now you have no sense of satisfaction and achievement for me."

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Mucheng didn't go upstairs immediately after he went back. Instead, he sat in the living room, stroking the skin of the diary with his thick fingers. When he opened the first page, he saw the black handwriting on the yellow paper. The beautiful handwriting was very similar to that written by a gentle woman. He had never seen his mother, but he had seen her writing. The handwriting was consistent with the diary.