I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian was placed on the sofa.

Yun Zhuran didn't let him lie on the bed. After all, they were no longer husband and wife, so they needed to avoid suspicion.

Avoid suspicion? You brought people home, so why are you talking about avoiding suspicion?

Thinking of this, Yun Zhuran also felt amused.

When Mu Qingtian was in the dining room, his mind was still clear. When he got into the car, he started to fall asleep. When he got here, he was completely unconscious.

Yunzhu ran took a basin of water and wiped his forehead with a towel.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and he was burning hot.

Remember how he used to be.

Obviously, you can't drink, but you still have to drink in order to socialize. As he drank, he drank too much. After drinking too much, they were always sent back, usually by The Wind Is Strange, sometimes by Hou Nan, and sometimes by Mu Huanjiang. However, Mu Huanjiang had a lot of time. Because Mu Huanjiang can drink a little more than he can. Of course, it was only stronger.

Mu Qingtian's eyes were closed, her lips were dry, and her hair was much whiter at the temples.

They say that women age easily. In fact, that's because most men are heartless. That's why there's such a contrast.

Mu Qingtian, on the other hand, was too tired. People have also become much older.

Qingtian, I know you're tired. I know you're carrying a heavy burden. I also know that you've been hit hard in every aspect lately."

The company was gone, dad was in a coma, Long Yue was dead, and his brother was framed and imprisoned.

For a man, everything was a bolt from the blue, and in just a few days, he had experienced it all.

Three years ago, the battered Mu Qingtian chose to leave, go to the ends of the earth, and stay away from right and wrong. However, he wanted to leave, but he couldn't leave. In the end, he had to come back to face all this.

Mu Qingtian felt that with his own ability, he could definitely turn the tide, but how could he have thought that this was not just a simple business problem. There were so many grudges and conspiracies behind it.

Thinking about it, these things were really unfair to mu Qingtian.

It was a grudge from the previous generation. Did Mu Guohua's lover have anything to do with Mu Qingtian? No.

But why did the revenge fall on him?

Just because his surname was mu, he had to suffer revenge.

What's the nature of it?

Thinking of this, Yun Zhuran's tears began to flow unconsciously.

"Qingtian..."

Yun Zhuran called his name and didn't know what to say.

Mu Qingtian's eyelids moved slightly. Yun Zhuran thought he was going to wake up and quickly stood up to distance himself from him.

However, Mu Qingtian did not wake up and was still sleeping soundly.

It's windy outside.

The whistling wind blew down a window, making a clanking sound.

That window was just opened, and it was just to get some air. Now it's windy again. I don't know if it's going to rain. The weather forecast says it's going to rain. It will be down in a little while.

Yun Zhuran walked over to close the window and the rain came in. It hit her arm and made her feel cold and piercing.

It was autumn again, and it was cold.

Year after year, time passed by so fast that yesterday seemed to be the first time I met Mu Qingtian. Pointing at the honest man, he smiled with a simple and honest smile.

A few years passed.

Everything had changed.

Yun Zhuran grabbed the window frame but did not move. Just stood there in a daze.

It was raining heavily. Raindrops flew in and landed on Yun Zhuran's face this time. Yun Zhuran felt a chill on his face. He touched it with his hand, but it was tears.

"Forget it, don't think about it."

Yun Zhuran closed the window. She went into the bedroom again, took out the quilt and pillow.

Walking into the living room, she looked up at the wall.

Without that wall, that would be Mu Qingtian's house.

Forget it, forget it. Without that wall, Mu Qingtian should sleep in his own bedroom.

That bedroom - of course Yun Zhuran was familiar with it. After all, he had lived there for a long time.

Put a pillow on Qingtian and a blanket over her. Yun Zhuran did not leave.

He just sat not far from him and looked at him quietly.

Everything seemed to go back to a few years ago. The moment when they first met, met, knew each other, and loved each other.

Mu Qingtian moved but did not wake up.

Perhaps he would sleep until dawn.

Yun Zhuran turned off the lights. There was only a faint light in the living room, the light from the street lamps outside. With these lights, Mu Qingtian's face could be seen.

Qingtian, have a good sleep and forget all your troubles. The Mu family depends on you, and the Mu family depends on you. Really, don't fall down like that."

Although Yun Zhuran was a strong woman, she also understood that some things needed a man to do after all. And some men will never escape these responsibilities.

That's Mu Qingtian.

On the surface, it looked very beautiful. Three wives alone, but this is not a blessing, this is a sin. This was a sin that he could not bear.

Yun Zhuran was also sleepy. She propped her head up with her hands, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

After some time, Yun Zhuran heard a voice full of magnetism and trembling.

"Dyeing, is that you?"

Yun Zhuran opened her eyes. In the light outside, she saw a man sitting on the sofa.

It's me. Qingtian, it's me, here."

"Where is this place?"

"Don't you know this place? You should be familiar with it."

Mu Qingtian looked up and looked around. It was so dark, I didn't know if he could see clearly.

"Yes, I know where it is. This is home."

It's my home. Also - your old home."

Mu Qingtian did not speak. He lowered his head and fell silent for a moment. Outside, there was the sound of wind and raindrops hitting the glass.

It made a light clicking sound.

Mu Qingtian looked up again, "Thank you. Thank you for helping me. I drank too much today. I must have made a fool of myself."

Fortunately, you just drank too much and didn't make a fool of yourself. I also know that your heart is bitter. However, no matter how hard it is, don't waste your body. Qingtian, you can do it. You can make a comeback and turn the tide. You can. Because I know that you are Mu Qingtian, and you will do it."

Mu Qingtian grinned bitterly.

"Yes, I'm Mu Qingtian. I can do it. Can I really do it?"

Yun Zhuran walked over and held his hand.

"Yes, you can do it."

Mu Qingtian also looked at her. Yun Zhuran's eyes sparkled and tears rolled around her eyes.

Mu Qingtian suddenly put his hand on Yun Zhuran's shoulder.

"Dyeing..."

Yun Zhuran did not refuse.

Mu Qingtian pulled her into his arms and kissed her one by one, like raindrops falling from outside.

Yun zhuran still refused.

Perhaps it was because they were too familiar with each other.

In the next moment, the flood of emotions broke through the rational defenses, and everything that should have happened happened.

"Dyeing." Mu Qingtian pinned his beloved under him, on this sofa full of memories.

"Qingtian." Yun Zhuran responded, closing his eyes slowly.

Qingtian gently untied all of Yun Zhuran's clothes.