The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 1 About Loneliness
In the early morning of May, I checked the time, and it was not yet six o'clock.

Xia Mu turned off the computer. Last night there was a violent storm, lightning and thunder, and she stayed up all night. Just after dawn, black clouds slowly spread from the semicircular sky, and the sun slowly rose from the horizon. With the sun smudged to the surroundings, such a scene is like an oil painting being painted by a painter, with thick, rich and gorgeous colors, which makes you feel heavy when you look at it.

Xia Mu stood by the window and watched the sky turn from black to navy blue to white at the horizon, without moving half a step.

This moment, this situation.

Suddenly I thought of such a sentence: "I began to understand that when a girl looks up at the sky, she is not looking for anything, she is just lonely, time and broken dreams are also buried together and fermented, Can't stop."

During these years of living alone.She felt that although she was lonely, she was not lonely.

Loneliness is the beauty of being alone.

And loneliness is being in the hustle and bustle of the city, no matter how lively the plot is going on around, no matter whether you have played any role or not, whether you are in the scene or not, you still feel that everything has nothing to do with you.

Xia Mu feels that as long as it does not belong to him, no matter how lively those people are, no matter how many people, no matter how many things, he is still lonely.

Of course, Xia Mu generally doesn't feel lonely, except for those late nights when there are thunderstorms and thunderstorms, she will feel that everything around her will make her lonely and cold.

It's like sitting in a millennium cold pool, surrounded by the kind of water that is colder than ice and can't be melted by any amount of temperature, slowly seeping into the blood from the capillary pores on the surface of the skin, to the bone marrow, and to the heart. From tingling to numbness.

At that time, she will feel that she is lonely.And the loneliness at that time was heartbreaking to heartache.

As a child, I had an absolute fear of feeling this way.

However, after so many years, she has gotten used to and enjoyed this kind of lightning and thunder in the middle of the night, and it's time for the wind and rain. It's just that Xia Mu never fell asleep at this kind of night again.

Habit is a powerful aggressor, it comes unscrupulously, whether you resist or not, it invades your life with an absolutely powerful and domineering posture, until you can't do without it.and depend on it.

Now she likes such a thunderstorm day very much, because at this time, her thoughts will flow like a spring, which is of great benefit to her creation.

Time slipped by along the fleeting years, and the accumulated past has not surfaced for a long time. It has been six years since I came to n city.

Many memories that belonged to Yuncheng have not been recalled for a long, long time.

Time is the best painkiller. Those years that belong to the past, people and things in the past, can no longer hurt themselves.

In such a long time.

One thing Xia Mu understood and learned was that pain was caused by always thinking about it.

The warm and quiet spring sunshine poured down like water through the green leaves, flowed into the window like a stream of water sliding over rocks and flowing through ditches, and hit Xia Mu's flawless but slightly pale face directly.

Reflecting Xia Mu's finely crafted and crystal-like facial features, if anyone sees it at this time, they will definitely think that they have met a fairy-like woman in a movie, even more beautiful than those beautiful, unparalleled, and peerless women. More than a hundred times more beautiful.

After all, the characters in those movies are decorated with powder makeup no matter what, and they are stained with the vulgarity of the world.

But Xia Mu's beauty is the most primitive and purest.

What a face it was.The beauty turns all beings upside down, and the beauty is crystal clear.That face was three parts cold, three parts immortal, three parts elegant and one part noble that no one dared to desecrate.

In this way, it is engraved on the glass window, engraved in the morning light of May, and engraved in the cool spring breeze.

If someone sees it at this time, they will definitely sigh, the world is full of mortals, the world is lonely and noisy, the city is ups and downs and vulgar, and the vicissitudes of time, in such a time, you can see such a shocking and beautiful picture.

Then, if you don’t ask about the past or the afterlife, this life must be worthwhile...

Xia Mu is very beautiful, beautiful and elegant, beautiful and cool and noble, so beautiful that people can only sigh the magic of the Creator.

However, few people can really see the whole picture of Xia Mu.

Looking at the brighter and brighter sunlight outside the window, the sunlight shining on her body brought a bit of warmth to Xia Mu in this spring morning, and made her mood that was a little depressed just now become much better.

Xia Mu had the idea of ​​taking March outside for a walk.

She is an actionist, she can do whatever she wants, turned around and walked into the dressing room, changed into a white sleeveless chiffon dress, put on a beige sweater over it, and put on the energy mask that never leaves her body when she goes out. The large framed mirror covered most of Xia Mu's face.

Going to March's nest, at this time March is still sleeping.

The night's violent storm had no effect on this little thing, and it slept soundly as usual.

The sleep quality of this little thing is so good that Xia Mu can only envy and hate.

Many times, Xia Mu felt that a human being was not as good as a small animal.

At least they don't know what sadness is, and they don't have emotional ups and downs.

Walking to the small bed of the little thing, I saw that white and soft little thing lying quietly in the purple nest.

For a moment, Xia Mu felt that her heart became very soft, as soft as a drop of water.Float over there with what you see.

The next moment, she stretched out her slender jade-like hands and ruthlessly trampled on this little thing.

Sanyue struggled away those sapphire-like eyes in a daze.With a confused expression of not knowing what happened on his face, he found that Mu Mu was having a seizure again early in the morning.

Xia Mu looked at the confused and silly expression of the little cute thing, and couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that I also had such a boring prank moment, and all the depression was swept away.

"As long as you can win a smile from the beautiful Mu Mu, it's worth being ravaged." At this time, the little cutie could only sigh.

So the little cute thing who just woke up quickly jumped up from the nest, crawled into Xia Mu's arms, blinked her watery blue eyes as a gesture of goodwill, and rubbed her small head against Xia Mu's arm.

Xia Mu understood what the little thing meant; she knew it was asking herself why she woke it up.

"March, I see the sunshine outside the window is beautiful, how about we go for a walk?" So Xia Mu said while touching Sanyue's flawless white body.

So the little thing jumped up and walked to the door consciously, squatting down by the door, waiting for Xia Mu to carry it out.

(End of this chapter)