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As we drove on, I sat in the passenger seat and told him about my time at school, about the funny things about the military training, about the embarrassment I'd been coaxed onto the stage on the day of the freshman party.

I leaned back in my chair, trying to keep looking at his profile, the kind of man who doesn't have a dead angle at all.

"What are you looking at?" He put one hand on the steering wheel and rubbed my head with the other.

She said that she was going to eat, but Mu Huainan did not immediately drive to the restaurant, but stopped in front of a shopping mall.

"What do we eat?" I asked him.

Mu Huainan did not answer me, but led me into a shop that sold shoes.

"Pick a pair."

"Hmm? Why did you suddenly buy me shoes? "

He just smiled. I walked to the sofa at the side and sat down. I asked the clerk to bring me.

I like a pair of beige heels. I looked at them for a long time, but when I remembered that Mu Huainan didn't let me wear them, I had to give up.

"Wear it and take a look."

The heels were about five centimeters. When I put them on, Mu Huainan stood up and stood beside me. It was almost to his chin.

Wearing the shoes was not as difficult as he had imagined. The leather of the shoes was very soft, very comfortable, and very stable.

He was paying from the side. I walked over slowly and stood by his side, "Uncle Huainan, didn't you forbid me to wear high heels in the past? Why did you suddenly buy one for me today?"

Mu Huainan looked at me as he took the shoes packed by the shop assistant. "I used to feel that you're a child, but today, I suddenly realized that you've grown up."

He took me by the hand and we walked out of the mall.

On the way to the restaurant.

The car was quiet. After I fastened my seat belt and waited for the car to start, Mu Huainan suddenly turned to look at me.

Leaning over, I pecked at the side of my lips again. Then, like a dragonfly touching the water, I left.

The car started up and drove away.

My heart was warm.

This time, the place Mu Huainan took me to was of a higher level than any other place he had brought me to before. The scenery was beautiful and the service was top-notch.

There was no one here.

So many waiters serve us both.

"This is …" I looked up at Mu Huainan in confusion.

"Don't you like peace and quiet?" He touched my head. "You'll only be at ease if it's this quiet."

He actually booked such an expensive restaurant?!

You shouldn't waste your money like that!

When I sat down, it was always Mu Huainan who ordered the dishes.

After ordering the dishes, Mu Huainan added.

"Add a large portion of French fries."

My favorite food is French fries. He knows all about them.

But... I smiled sheepishly. It's a bit childish to order French fries in such a fancy place.

While they were waiting for the meal, the bustling night scene could be seen outside the window. Gradually, the piano sounds increased in volume.

There was a white piano in the middle of the room, and I noticed that someone was playing it softly.

I was a little intoxicated, and I didn't even react when the chips came up.

"You like this song?"

Mu Huainan asked me.

I nodded.

"Liszt's Dream of Love. I once heard my mother play it when I was very young."

Unfortunately, after Mom entered the company to help dad, the piano in the house started to get covered in dust, and there was no chance of it ever being taken out again in the corner.

Mu Huainan opened his mouth: "Wait."

Then he stood up from the back of the chair, walked to the piano, and said a few words to the man. Then, he moved aside and let Mu Huainan sit down.

Mu Huainan tried to make a few sounds, but the sound stages were as smooth as the sound of water droplets.

Then he turned to look at me, his brow deeply furrowed.

"An An, what do you want to hear?"

"Anything is fine."

Mu Huainan nodded and raised his hands. His fingers were white and long, and they fell on your black and white keys. The notes sounded one by one, strung together, and flowed into my heart, sweet and comfortable.

He narrowed his eyes and occasionally turned to glance at me, then lowered his head and continued to immerse himself in the music.

It was Mozart's twenty-first piano concerto.

I immersed myself in the painting, more fully absorbed in the music, and after a while I stood up and went over to him.

Mu Huainan kept his head down, his hair hanging down softly on his forehead. When I looked over, my eyes were filled with a man's brows and eyes that were as warm as jade.

Under the dim yellow light, Mu Huainan looked up at me and smiled.

The notes were played out of the man's fingertips and carried to my ears, where they burned down to the bottom of my heart and were branded there.

It could never be erased.

I knew that today was definitely not an ordinary day. I slowly crouched down on Mu Huainan's lap, my eyes a little warm.

In my memory, my mother's gentleness and softness suddenly attacked my entire heart. Recalling, the light and shadow of my old home, the sound of the piano, the sound of the flowing water, they were all my memories left by my mother.

That was my most precious childhood.

At that time, there were also people who laughed like that. There were also people who called me An An. They would hold me in their hands and place me in the center of their hearts. They would wish that everything in the world could be given to me.

I just lied on Mu Huainan's lap like this, until the end of the song. He held my hand and stood up, and I still stared at him.

The zither notes still reverberated in his cochlea, lingering for a long time.

I opened my mouth weakly, my eyes red, my head held high.

"Uncle Huainan."

There was a tremor in my voice, tension, anticipation, joy, and confusion.

Mu Huainan just stared at me, his eyes deep.

"An'an." "Thank you," he said suddenly.

I don't understand.

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for accompanying me on my birthday."

I started.

Today is Mu Huainan's birthday?

I...

"I'm not prepared at all."

After knowing Mu Huainan for so many years, in my memories, I have never given him a birthday. and even more so, did not know when Mu Huainan's birthday was.

So it was the autumn day.

"Silly girl."

He suddenly took me in his arms and kissed me lightly on the forehead.

"You are my best gift."

I couldn't help but blush again.

"No, I have to give you a present."

He had given me so many gifts, and now it was a chance for me to repay him.

"Come and dance with me."

I can't think of anything else that Mu Huainan wouldn't know.

He can play the piano and dance.

Yes, he could sing.

It was simply decathlon.

"But …"

I hung my head in embarrassment. "I don't know how to dance."

"It's fine, I'm here."

After saying that, he took my hand. Under the warmth, the joints were clear, clean and slender.

It was still somewhat cold and moist.

These hands, once led me many many places, many good memories.

My cheeks were slightly red as I looked at his fiery gaze. It was as if he had suddenly planted a Gu worm in my heart, which caused me to never be able to leave him.

Just like that, I was gently embraced by him and held close to him, feeling his gentle gaze.

So he and I slowly leaned against each other, nestling against each other.

The background music was played by the pianist just now. He looked calm on the outside, but his heart was already filled with energy.

His body drew closer and closer to me, and I began to feel the kiss as he bent over me, the warm breath that never ceased.

This was probably not the main purpose of the dance, but just a reason to hug.

My heart completely softened, even my body, soft enough to be in Mu Huainan's embrace.

It was as if he and I were the only ones in the world.

"Uncle Huainan."

He was whispering in his ear.

"Happy Birthday."

"Thank you."

When I heard him say thank you, I suddenly thought that I should have been the one to say thank you.

"Uncle Huainan, it should be me thanking you."

In the past three years, his care for me and his love for me were all things that I could not repay.

Those are priceless debts that I can't afford to pay.

But not only did the creditor not want the debt, he also built in his mind a harbor for me to escape the storm, and my old boat, so that the harbor in his heart would stop for as long as he wanted.

Thinking of this, I pursed my lips, put my hand on Mu Huainan's waist, and lightly tiptoed to kiss his face.

I felt that Mu Huainan's body had suddenly become a little stiff.

In retrospect, this should be the first time in more than three years that I've kissed him of my own accord.

Gently, with a girl's shyness and softness, think of the feather to stroke, itch, in the man's heart.

I looked at him and couldn't help leaning in and laughing.

"Uncle Huainan, you're blushing."

He focused and cleared his throat, but the look in his eyes let me see that he had never seen anything like this before, a kind of panic.

The famous Mu Huainan actually knew how to panic.

His lips were very tight, and his body was trembling as he looked at me.

It was the same look he had never had before.

I did not come in a panic.

"Huai Nan …"

Before I could even finish speaking the last word, Mu Huainan tilted his body and rushed towards me.

Cover my lips directly.

This kiss had thrown away all his previous self-control and tolerance.

Maddened, anxious, like the eagerness and compulsion to swallow me up in him at once.

He pressed his hand against the back of my head, pressing my lips against his.

I couldn't make a sound.

Let him swallow me, ravage me, crush me, eat me!

He had never shown himself this way in front of an outsider.

But there was no chance to remind him.

The restaurant was filled with light and shadows, surrounded by the waiters and the pianists. As I thought about this, I kissed Mu Huainan passionately and looked around at the burning gazes of the surrounding people.

My face burned hotter.

I pushed against his body more and more, knowing that resistance would not come, a feeble reminder.

But Mu Huainan didn't budge, he still continued to nibble on my lips and tongue like a wild beast.

I couldn't help but groan.

But it didn't stop him. He kissed me like this, recklessly, more and more, more and more, more and more deeply, more and more.

Unfathomable.

He wouldn't let it go at all.

What happened to him?