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Mu Huainan is such a mysterious person. As long as I am weak and helpless, when my emotions are on the verge of collapse, I will definitely be able to see him.

Then she caught me, hugged me, and felt her heart ache for me.

After a long time, he gently cupped my face and curled his lips into a gentle smile.

I frowned. This episode was very old and had been circulating about on the internet for a long time. When I recalled it, it should have gone viral along with the words' Don't mention the head, the crown will fall off, don't cry, the slut will laugh '.

Mu Huainan was really an old man who couldn't keep up with the trend.

"What the hell? These words are long out of date, alright?" "It's better if you don't learn any online language. It sounds too unorthodox."

As he hugged me, he grumbled, feeling somewhat wronged, "Your class teacher said that parents want to enter the child's heart and learn to accept and like what you like. I spent a lot of effort learning these lines from the internet, so just treat it as pity for me and pretend to be very interesting."

I laughed at him.

"As a dignified boss of the Mu family, there are times when you need someone else to identify with you."

He put his head against my forehead and rubbed it gently, ticklish and soft. "I don't need the approval of others, just yours."

He is just like this, there are thousands of schemes waiting for you to take. I was clearly the one who laughed at him, but now he is so embarrassed that I can't speak.

I hit him on the chest with my fist.

"Old driver."

"How did I become an old driver?" He felt wronged.

"A basket full of sweet nothings to say, isn't that the old driver?!"

"But I'm showing my true feelings."

He planted a kiss between my eyebrows.

At some point I seem to get used to his kisses, his warmth, his hugs, as if with them there, and I forget everything at that moment, wanting only to be caught up in this brief and ethereal warmth.

Let me hide in his arms for a while from this cold and heartless world.

After a long time, I heard him call me.

"An'an."

Every time he called me that, I felt a surge of warmth and comfort.

There are many people in the world who can give me peace, but this laziness, like the sea without any forewarning, inadvertently engulfs me.

This devouring was an undisturbed devouring.

It was a long time before I understood. The "An" with Mu Huainan's unique smell was like a long and thin needle, piercing into my heart. Inscribing the three words Mu Huainan in my heart, I want this person, this voice, to become a kind of magic, as long as I hear people chanting, or hear that familiar voice. At the bottom of his heart, there would be a dense wave of pain and bitterness.

This was an incurable disease.

Mu Huainan said: "Wait here, I'll go pay my respects to your parents."

I nodded and watched his back as he slowly walked away from me, fixed in the spot I had just occupied.

After I left his arms and couldn't smell him anymore, I seemed to slowly return to normal. This sort of normalcy probably meant that he could think as usual.

Didn't I denounce him to Zhao Kun a few days ago? And I clearly know that he doesn't treat me …

Why did I forget everything when I touched his body, smelled his scent, and was held in his arms?

Sense, self-respect, self-love, and even promises were all forgotten.

No, I can't go on like this. I have to remind myself, calm down, calm down …

Mu Huainan walked back and stood by my side. He reached over and tried to take my hand.

I calmly avoided it.

His hand froze in mid-air, and he held it out anyway, ready to take my hand.

"How did you know I was here?"

I still hid, asking questions as I did so, trying to keep him away from me.

If I got any closer, I might lose control.

"Today is Master Lu's third anniversary, I won't forget."

I frowned. "I've never been here before. How did you know that I would be here this year?"

Mu Huainan smiled and stood a little closer. "Because I'm already eighteen years old, I'm an adult."

I was still caught off guard when he held my hand.

When he came close to me and touched my hand, it was like an electric shock to every part of my body and my brain.

It was as if he had forgotten everything for a moment.

He just wanted to curl up in his arms and be an obedient kitten.

"Go and buy some vegetables. I'll go back and make some beef noodles for you to eat."

I was led away obediently, and he walked me to the car, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.

I climbed out the window and watched his back as he walked to a small shop in the suburbs. There wasn't even a restaurant, and the only shop that existed for several kilometers was this shop.

I saw him come back with an extra bottle of milk in his hand.

Mu Huainan returned to the car and handed me the milk.

As he started the engine, he said lightly, "I've been crying for so long. I've already cried all the water in my body. Drink this first to quench your thirst."

I held the milk, but I looked reluctant.

"How long have you been standing there secretly watching me?"

How else would I have known I'd been crying for so long.

He corrected me with a smile.

"I didn't peek. From start to finish, I watched openly."

Remembering how embarrassed I was, I couldn't lift my head.

"Why didn't you tell me when you had something on your mind?"

After a while, Mu Huainan told me, "You sneaked over here yourself. Don't you know that this kind of place can cause ghosts?"

After all, this is a tomb. Even though it's daytime, hearing Mu Huainan say this, I still couldn't help but shiver.

He even unconsciously stuttered.

"I... I'm not a three year old child, so how could I be fooled by you so easily? Furthermore, I have a lot of guts. What do I have to be afraid of? "

He smiled. "Is that so?"

I turned my face away from him.

He said, "Then I'll tell you a ghost story."

My back felt cold.

Actually, I'm afraid of ghosts the most. I've been afraid since I was young, let alone a ghost story, I don't even dare to listen to a ghost's joke.

However, since I just boasted about it, if I don't persevere, I'll lose a lot of face.

"Whatever." I pretended not to care, but my heart was pounding.

"There used to be two people who loved each other, but in an accident, the man died trying to save the girl. "The woman was heartbroken and in a state of emotional collapse, she believed in the myths of the world's ghosts. She believed that man would definitely not be willing to leave, and would instead turn into a wandering ghost to wander around in this world."

At first it sounded like nothing was wrong, and it didn't create any kind of scary atmosphere. I licked my lips.

"After that, the girl went to all the most vicious places in the world. She went to all the places that were rumoured to have been deserted."

I couldn't help but exclaim, "Love is great."

Mu Huainan laughed and continued with his story, "Many of the media interviews her and reports her, because most of the places she goes to are very dangerous, nine out of ten people wouldn't be able to leave. Only she has walked all the places, people are curious, just how far can the power of love support a person? I want to find out from that girl. " At this point, he suddenly turned his head to look at me.

Her thin lips pursed, "Do you want to know what the answer is?"

I nodded quickly, as if I were in the middle of a story.

"The girl can't explain it herself. Until one day, when she had walked all over the world, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and squatted on the ground and cried, because she still couldn't find his soul in the end and couldn't meet him. she cried hoarsely, in a voice thick with tears, pitiful. She hugged herself and cried out, 'Where are you, why can't I find you, why can't I?' At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears. It was that familiar male voice that she missed day and night. It said to her, 'What do you think is the reason why you were able to leave those evil and despicable places safely all these years?'

As the last word fell, the story began to play. As for me, I was immersed in the story and was unable to recover from it for a long time.

A story that gets more and more interesting as time goes by.

After thinking for a while, I said, "But I don't think this is a ghost story."

How could there be such a moving ghost story.

But Mu Huainan was afraid that he was trying to force the issue.

"It's a story, and there's a ghost in it, so it's a ghost story." He turned his head and gave me a glance. "To consider a question, you have to make a concrete analysis of the situation. You can't be preoccupied with thinking about how to bring in an opinion with your own introduction. Do you understand?"

Stories can also tell great truths, but I admire Mu Huainan for that.

"Alright." Being educated for no reason, I am still a little unhappy.

"Do you know why I'm telling this story?"

I answered without thinking, "To tell me to think about it in detail."

"Wrong."

My heart was in turmoil. "What is that?!"

Why did a single story extend to so many different topics?!

"In a place that is extremely vicious and cruel, the people that are able to do whatever they want without getting hurt are mostly people that love her and protect her from the shadows."

I frowned and thought about it.

"What do you mean by that?"

"An'an." Mu Huainan suddenly called out to me.

The car turned a corner at that moment, and I followed it with a jerk and heard him say it.

"Right now, you're like a fish in water in this business, it's all because of me."

He was not modest at all.

"I will protect you for the rest of your life, unless I die too early."

Hearing his words, my heart suddenly thumped. It was a little unpleasant.

It was unknown whether it was because of the phrase "protect you for life" or the word "die". It made me suddenly depressed.

"I don't want to hear that."

I turned my head to the window.

"So, I hope that you will listen to me obediently and not leave my line of sight. Otherwise, if you leave my protection, you will be in danger."

Although his tone was very light and his eyes were occasionally looking at me with a serious expression and his forehead was creased, I was still unhappy and felt that he had said those words too arrogantly.

I thought to myself, why would he suddenly mention this, why would he suddenly ask me to be obedient? Could it be that he discovered the matter of Zhao Kun and I starting a company together? Like I said, how could he have come back from Paris without a problem? He's such a busy man, how could he have come back for the death of my parents?

Not like him.

But then he thought about it.

If he knew, he would definitely be furious and fire Zhao Kun. Until now, he was still calm and collected, as if this wasn't really acceptable to him.

Forget it, no matter how much one thinks about it, it is impossible for one to understand this fellow. He is simply too complicated. It would only give me a headache.

The car stopped and he got out of the car in front of the supermarket. I didn't get out.

I got mad at him.

"You go by yourself. I'll wait for you in the car."

Mu Huainan did not force me, and walked in by himself.

The car no longer smelled like him, and suddenly felt much more comfortable.