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"Qingli..." Xi Muyao frowned, as though he still wanted to say something, but was cut off by someone walking out from the elevator.

"Qingli!" Mu Wenshu quickly walked over, unwittingly glanced at Xi Muyao, raised the gift bag in his hand, and laughed: "The chocolate mousse that you like!"

Qingli raised her eyebrows and smiled warmly, "Thank you!"

Mu Wenshu's sudden appearance made Qingli heave a sigh of relief. In comparison to the conflict between his and Xi Muyao, her interactions with Mu Wenshu were even more harmonious.

Mu Wenshu took Qingli and went around to the other side of the car, and opened the door for her.

"Alright." Qingli nodded her head obediently in agreement.

She sat in the car, her gaze following the movement of Mu Wenshu's figure as she watched him circle back.

He stepped on the gas pedal and the car slowly drove out of the car park, leaving Xi Muyao behind.

A heart that was hanging in midair dropped into her chest, but Qingli couldn't tell if it was because she felt relaxed or because it was even heavier.

He seemed to be even more out of breath.

Mu Wenshu turned his head sideways and said, "Yun Hu said that you will also go today. We might have to work until what time at night, so we brought you some dessert first. "

"Mm, thank you." Her slender fingertips flick up and down, peeling open the package, the delicate chocolate mousse.

The bitter fragrance of the chocolate was spreading across Qingli's tongue. She couldn't help but smile.

"I was afraid you'd change your taste when I paid you."

Qingli shook her head, "Chocolate is food that will make people happy."

Mu Wenshu was startled for a moment, and then smiled secretly.

"Hey!" The boy in the white T-shirt in time pushed his hands back and sat on the high steps.

Wearing a plain cotton dress, Qingli sat down with her knees crossed. She glanced at Mu Wenshu, but her eyes were cold and distant.

Mu Wenshu did not mind, but handed over a chocolate bar.

"56% cocoa, not greasy. Chocolate will make you feel better. "Here!" Mu Wen pulled Qingli's wrist and stuffed the chocolate into her palm.

Qingli was slightly surprised, no one had ever talked to her like that before.

She was the daughter of the mayor, the ice-beauty in the eyes of others, the goddess in the hearts of boys.

The girls didn't like to hang out with her, and most of the boys stayed away from her.

His voice was very pleasant to hear, like the comfortable warmth of the sun on one's body.

Qingli could not help but look to the side, this was the first time her paint-like eyebrows had a gentle and vivid arc.

He was the first man who came to her side and settled in her heart and took his place for a long time.

He took her up the mountain to bungee jumping, leaned down from the cliff, held her in his arms, and cried out for love.

He took her to sit in the small shop around the school, huddled together eating hot pot, contaminated by the world.

He took her on the Ferris Wheel and made a vow at the closest point to the sky, that they would have an unbreakable love affair.

He had taught her to laugh, to ignore her image, but to be happy from the bottom of her heart.

Unknowingly, he had added so many labels to his life, etching indelible imprints in her memory.

Holding the spoon, Qingli placed the chocolate mousse into her mouth. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her lips were smiling.

Time was merciless. If he ran in the wind, he would be able to get rid of all the good things in the blink of an eye.

The car stopped in front of the GAGO, Mu Wenshu unfastened his seatbelt and leaned over.

Qingli looked at Wenshu, who was just inches away from her, and her shallow breath carried a faint sandalwood scent.

He could not help but clench his fingers and faintly feel a fine layer of sweat appearing on his forehead.

The man in front of her was still the same appearance as a youth. He had lost his youth, had matured and had become more refined. His thin lips were slightly curled upwards and his smile could captivate a person's soul.