Abstinence President, Please let me go !

At night, the leaves suddenly wake up.

There are two rooms in the presidential suite. She and Murong Hao sleep in one room.

Before dawn, she looked out through the window and could see the light outside.

She got up and lifted the curtains.

Overlooking the lights of the whole city.

Familiar, but strange.

After standing at the window for a moment, she put on her shoes and clothes and came out.

Murong Hao sleeps in another room. At this time, the room is quiet. He should be sleeping soundly.

Ye mianmianmian opened the door of the room and came out.

The long corridor is lined with wall lamps.

As she walked on, her mind flashed with fragments of memory.

She seemed to see herself one day stumbling along the corridor.

The feeling of heartbreak wrapped her like the sea, and there seemed to be a cloud behind her that couldn't escape.

She hated the feeling and began to walk quickly.

The faster you walk, the faster you run.

Just arrived at the elevator, she rushed into the elevator, back against the wall, with the elevator down, her back straight sweating.

Why does this memory make her feel so?

After the elevator door opened, she ran out in a hurry.

At this time, outside is the city's bright lights.

Breathing the fresh air, she felt much better.

Standing in the street, after a moment of confusion, she continued to move in a direction.

At this time, Mojia!

During the day, Mu Hanchuan took Mu Chenxing to the amusement park for a whole day.

At this time, the tired little guy is already curled up on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The light in the bedroom is turned to the darkest. Mu Hanchuan stands in the shadow and looks at the lovely little guy lying on the bed.

His small face is really like the leaves.

Looking at Mu Chenxing, he thought of Ye mianmianmian more and more.

For a long time, he opened the door and went out.

In the moonlight, he stood under the porch and smoked a cigarette.

After his grandfather's funeral, he stood up again, shouldering heavy responsibilities. He could not fall down casually.

For the whole Mu family, for my son.

He has to be a strong man.

During the day, in front of people, he can still be vigorous and resolute.

At night, however, his heart was still filled with that terrible emptiness.

He missed her so much!

Without her life, he felt like walking in a dark world, never seeing the light or hope.

After a cigarette was finished, he still felt uneasy.

Then he went to the kitchen and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

There was a deep voice behind him, "brother, do you want the morning star to see your drunken side? Do you want his father's image to collapse in his heart? "

Mu Hanchuan's hand holding the red wine bottle is slightly stunned.

For a long time, he put the bottle back and turned his head to look at moshao standing in the dark.

Just a light glance, this picked up the suit coat, put it on the shoulder, opened the door and went out.

Yes, he can't be drunk at home.

At least we can't let Mu Chenxing see his decadent and frustrated appearance.

It's dark outside.

He reached for a taxi.

He knew he would be drunk tonight, so he didn't drive.

Half an hour later, he walked into a noisy bar.

"Wine Ten first

Without too much words, he directly swiped the card to pay the bill. Tonight, he came to buy wine to drown his sorrow.

The bar is full of weird lights and loud electronic music. People's sense of being here is very low.

All the nerves seem to be paralyzed.

Glass after cup of wine poured into his mouth, he gradually slightly smoked.

Looking up, a woman with heavy make-up went into his arms and said, "handsome boy, do you want to have some fun tonight? I can make it cheaper for you

Mu Hanchuan cold face, "get out of here!"

"Oh, my little brother is still shy! Hee hee, is it your first time to come to a bar? You're worried, or I'll drink with you? "

The coquettish woman's clothes are very sexy, and her chest almost hangs on Mu Hanchuan's arm.

Her hands are still uneasy to touch Mu Hanchuan's body.

Mu Hanchuan was furious and pushed out directly.

The woman was thrown away like a toad.

"Hello, little brother, why are you so heartless..."

The woman didn't give up, she wanted to get involved.

Mu Hanchuan directly took the wine cup and left.It seems that you can't have a good drink.

After leaving the bar, he walked along the road alone.

At this time, he has been very drunk, walking, see the roadside figures are blurred.

Finally, he couldn't walk any more, and he fell on the grass.

Ye mianmianmian turns around outside.

I was about to go back when I saw a man lying on the grass in the distance. Then, a tramp passed by. He wanted to steal something and find something in the man's pocket

Ye mianmianmian quickly drank, "what are you doing? No stealing. "

The tramp didn't expect that there was anyone else at this time, so he grabbed Mu Hanchuan's suit and ran away.

Run very fast, in the blink of an eye across the road, no wind.

Ye mianmianmian shook his head and turned back.

Step by step, she walked along the grass to the drunk man

I wanted to remind him that his things had been stolen.

But a closer look, but found abnormal.

Under the dim yellow road light, the man's cheek is flushed. He lies on his side, and his good-looking eyebrows are covered with a bit of drunken blush.

He didn't seem to realize that it was grassland. Instead, he took it as his big bed. He slept soundly.

Ye mianmianmian took out his mobile phone and took a picture. His face was like Murong Hao.

For a moment, she almost thought that Murong Hao had drunk too much.

But when you look closely, it's not.

In front of the man's eyebrows are more thick, and there is a scar in the center of the eyebrows

The outline of the facial features is deeper, and the skin tends to be wheat.

It can be said that it is more manly than muronghao.

"Well, wake up!"

Ye mianmianmian patted Mu Hanchuan's face.

Mu Hanchuan opened his eyes vaguely.

When he looked up, he saw clearly the figure and the familiar face under the dim light. He immediately sat up from the ground.

He pinched his cheek and said to himself, "am I dreaming?"

Yeah, he's had it countless times.

Every time he dreamed of her in his dream, he held her tightly.

Unfortunately, no matter how tightly he holds her, she will disappear when she wakes up.

Perhaps because he was drunk, he pinched his cheek and did not feel obvious pain.

So he murmured, "another dream!"