A winding road along the shoreline of the lake is too long to be seen.
The lights on both sides of the road cast small spots of light, and the long road alternated with light and dark, like a python with uniform lines hovering around the lake.
It was too late, and only one or two cars passed by accidentally on the road.
"Om-" drove over, bringing a blast of evening breeze mixed with chills.
Mu Xueyi walked very slowly, taking a deep step and a shallow step.
She can't walk fast either. She can still be a little faster with a cane. Without a cane, it's like returning to the rehabilitation period.
Although the ankle is very painful, she has experienced this pain for a whole year, and she hasn't been so squeamish for a long time.
It's just such a sting...
Suddenly brought back some memories of her.
Memories of those rehabilitation periods.
At that time, because her heart disease had not been completely cured, she could always see the hallucinations she had imagined.
The one I see most often is Zhou Zhenyue.
When eating, as soon as she raised her head, Ayue seemed to be sitting opposite her.
Holding the bowl, while eating the vegetables gracefully, he frowned and said, "Don't look at me, hurry up and eat your meal."
When sleeping, half asleep and half awake, Ah Yue lay beside her.
He touched her hair and said "Xueyi is good."
Every time I couldn't sustain my rehabilitation, my eyes were blurred with sweat and tears.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw A Yue standing by, reaching out to her, and muttering softly:
"Don't be afraid, I will help you."
Mu Xueyi often wondered, does she really need Zhou Zhenyue to help?
Actually not.
She needs Zhou Zhen Yue.
But she has learned to hold that illusory hand.
She understands that there are some things that are more appropriate to put in her heart as a sustenance, than to actually rely on them.
Her love for her has not diminished.
just......
She understands what it means to forbearance and restraint in love.
Mu Xueyi held on to the railing of the lakeshore, closed his eyes and fumbled, feeling the coolness of the evening breeze on his face.
The golden handcuffs on his left wrist collided with the iron railings, making a crisp knocking sound, like a toy train that I saw in a shop window when I was a child.
I was walking, and suddenly I heard footsteps running from far and near behind me.
Obviously it may be a passerby running at night, or a staff member in a hurry to go to the evening shift.
Knowing that the strange feeling suddenly surging in his heart is 80% an illusion.
But Mu Xueyi still stopped immediately--
Turned back eagerly.
Under the street lamp, Zhou Zhenyue stopped panting behind her.
The light hit Zhou Zhenyue's clearly contoured face, her chest was violently ups and downs, her long hair had been messed up by the wind, and her temples were wet with sweat.
She held her cane in her hand, clenched firmly.
Mu Xueyi's fingers on the railing were instantly tightened, and when she looked at Zhou Zhenyue like this, her heart was suddenly rubbed.
The street lights are dim.
The night breeze also carried the moisture of the lake.
Zhou Zhenyue panted for a while, tried to calm her breath, and walked forward two more steps.
She looked at Mu Xueyi's ankle, her brows wrinkled vaguely.
a long time.
She asked in a barely audible voice:
"Does it hurt?"
Mu Xueyi thought that she was strong enough to calmly say the word "no pain".
But when she saw the real Zhou Zhenyue standing in front of her eyes and asked if it hurts, her nose suddenly sore.
She can stay sane at any time.
But only at this moment, she suddenly wanted to be willful once as before.
"I......"
Mu Xueyi's voice was stained with abnormal emotions, as if choked.
"......pain."
Zhou Zhenyue pressed her lips tightly, raised the cane in her hand, and wanted to pass it to Mu Xueyi.
But halfway through, she paused.
Put it down again.
At the end, she turned around and turned her back to Mu Xueyi.
The hand on the cane is getting tighter and tighter.
Until the back of his hand lost his blood.
Just when Mu Xueyi thought she was leaving.
Zhou Zhenyue lowered her head and bent down.
"Come up."
Zhou Zhenyue turned her head back, and under the dimly yellow street lamp, her pupils were soaked with soft shimmer.
"I am carrying you."
Mu Xueyi blinked several times before holding back the tears that were about to fall out of her eyes.
She suppressed the throbbing in her heart, limped and walked over cautiously.
Gently, gently, lying on Zhou Zhenyue's back.
Zhou Zhenyue carried the person on her back steadily, because she had just ran a long distance, and was a little tired, so she stuck Mu Xueyi's cane on the ground.
Leaning on it, walk back slowly.
There is a man on his back, very tired. But Zhou Zhenyue's heart suddenly gave birth to some happiness.
Fortunately, Mu Xueyi's feet have not fully recovered.
In this way, she was given a chance to carry her on her back.
Just after Mu Xueyi left, for more than twenty minutes, Zhou Zhenyue didn't know how she stayed. There was a mess in my mind, the chaos became a blank, all the nerves were rusted, and I couldn't think about anything.
It is instinct to chase it out.
Including seeing Mu Xueyi staggering on the railing and saying "I'm carrying you" is also instinct.
Mu Xueyi's arms were around her neck, and she looked down and she could see the pure gold handcuffs glowing with metallic cold light on Mu Xueyi's left wrist.
The heart is settled all at once.
The person who gave meaning to her life was tightly handcuffed on her back.
Never leave her again.
--I can't do without her.
--I really can't do without her.
Zhou Zhenyue thought so, her heart was sour and sweet.
She had such a deep bond with a person, which is actually not a good thing for a businessman like her who should have been cold-blooded. This will be her eternal weakness, and her life will be surrendered and controlled by it.
However, she will be firmly tied to this person for the rest of her life, accompanied, and hand in hand.
Someone accompanies the whole life...
Really, it's so exciting.
Looking forward to Zhou Zhenyue's wish to put a real handcuff on herself and Mu Xueyi, handcuffing her right hand while cuffing Xueyi's left hand.
Their fingers interlocked.
Walk side by side.
Do not separate again.
Mu Xueyi was on Zhou Zhenyue's back, shaking slightly as she walked, she couldn't help but think that Zhou Zhenyue also drenched water on her back in the village where she was forced to stop more than a year ago.
When she reached the entrance of the village, she also gave her two little ducks, pepper and fennel.
Thinking of this, Mu Xueyi asked in a low voice:
"Chinese pepper and fennel, are they okay?"
Zhou Zhenyue recovered from those far-reaching thoughts and went through Mu Xueyi's question in her mind.
A bit of bitterness came out instantly.
She cares about ducks, not herself.
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
Zhou Zhenyue's tone was cold.
Mu Xueyi was silent for a while, and said, "Ayue, I left you twice after all. You should be angry anyhow. But I...also want to chat with you. In the past year, I..."
Zhou Zhenyue did not finish listening: "I am not interested in what happened to you in the past year."
Mu Xueyi opened her mouth and stopped talking.
"Mu Xueyi, selling miserables is something you used to do for the weak and weak in the past," Zhou Zhenyue's voice was full of reason, "You are so powerful now, and you are selling miserables to me, you can't justify it. Mr. Mu?"
"...Forget it," Mu Xueyi pursed her lips and smiled, "If you don't want to listen, then I won't say it."
Before they knew it, they had already walked back to the riverside apartment.
When taking the elevator, Mu Xueyi took the initiative to get off Zhou Zhenyue's back. Zhou Zhenyue handed her her cane, and she stood with the cane in the innermost part of the elevator car and stood against the wall.
When the elevator was ascending, Mu Xueyi took the initiative to speak:
"My engagement with Shen Huaixing has never been terminated. I warned her, but she is still very stubborn. I will find a way to terminate this engagement as soon as possible. Don't worry."
Zhou Zhenyue crossed her arms, leaned against the other side of the elevator wall, and sneered nonchalantly:
"You don't have to dissolve the marriage contract. You can marry her. Be her wife and be my lover. Sleep with her in the first half of the night, and come to sleep with me in the second half of the night. After you finish, you can talk to me about who The technology is better."
Zhou Zhenyue felt that she had said too much, Mu Xueyi should always be angry.
But Mu Xueyi's expression was still faint, not angry at Zhou Zhenyue's mockery at all.
She sighed softly and said, "Ayue, is this really what you want?"
Now it was Zhou Zhenyue's turn to be speechless.
After a while, she forced herself to spit out something that sounded extremely cold:
"Correct."
"...I am guilty," Mu Xueyi stroked the round wooden dragon head of the walking stick in his palm, "I have nothing to say if you want to nail me to the pillar of shame. I will do what you want."
She raised her eyes, her voice lightened a lot, "As long as you don't think I'm dirty, it's fine."
Zhou Zhenyue's ten fingers tightened instantly.
Both hands were clenched into fists.
Back in the room, Zhou Zhenyue sent all the bodyguards away and said to Mu Xueyi:
"Don't go back tonight."
Mu Xueyi understood what she meant, and consciously walked to the bathroom and began to take a bath.
After she finished washing, Zhou Zhenyue also took a bath.
Hot water flows from the top of the hair to the back.
Washed her sanity, connected to the bubble, together.
After washing, Zhou Zhenyue wiped her hair into the bedroom, pressed her unconsciously accelerated heartbeat, and looked up.
Mu Xueyi sat on the left side of the bed with one leg bent, and the hem of the bathrobe was brought up, revealing two slender porcelain-white legs. Nothing. The warm desk light leans from the thigh to the ankle without any hindrance.
She lowered her head and was putting gloves on her right hand.
She never shows her right hand, even if she is about to go to bed, she still wears gloves.
Zhou Zhenyue felt dazzling.
Just like putting his right hand into a glove, Mu Xueyi put her whole body into the sleeve.
No one will show it, including her Zhou Zhenyue.
Zhou Zhenyue turned off the light and took off her bathrobe in the darkness.
With her hair still wet, she lay down beside Mu Xueyi, held Mu Xueyi's shoulders, and kissed it.
Do it in silence.
Zhou Zhenyue was silent, and Mu Xueyi also suppressed her voice.
Only a slight gasp that could not be suppressed could be heard in the air, and a little bit of a sweet smell that seemed to be absent.
While doing it, Zhou Zhenyue thought dizzyly:
Will Xueyi really marry Shen Huaixing?
Will Xueyi have sex with Shen Huaixing?
Should she look forward to seeing Xue Yi behave so obediently to herself that she is really willing to endure the shame and go to bed with others, or should she expect Xue Yi to refute her excessive demands out of control?
When she was confused, everything she did became intense.
Put the other person's leg on your shoulder.
Press it down.
It's like breaking this person alive.
Three hours.
After three hours of intense entanglement.
Zhou Zhenyue was tired and fell asleep on the soft pillows, her long black hair covered her back, and her temples were wet with sweat.
Mu Xueyi endured the tearing pain and wiped herself clean.
He drew a few more pieces of paper, folded it, leaned over carefully, and gently wiped off the sweat from Zhou Zhenyue's forehead and the bridge of his nose.
The moonlight outside the window streamed across the bed.
In the moonlight, the asleep Zhou Zhenyue's brows finally stretched out. Quiet and soft, as always.
Mu Xueyi put the wiped toilet paper into the trash can beside the bed.
As soon as I turned around, I saw Zhou Zhenyue's peaceful sleeping face.
She looked at it for a while, and couldn't help raising her hand, her fingers floating above Zhou Zhenyue's hair, tracing her outline in the moonlight.
The eyebrows couldn't help but twist up slightly.
As she traced, her hand suddenly stopped in the air.
Bury his face deep in the pillow.
After disguising the strength of the day, it finally fell apart at this moment in the middle of the night.
The sobbing sound was muffled in the pillow.
She didn't let any tears flow out of this little pillow.