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The sun is harsh.

Mu Nian, who fell under the quilt, wanted to raise his hand to cover the piercing sunlight, but Fu Sinian grabbed his wrist firmly.

She struggled to no avail, so she could only close her eyes, but he forced her to look at him.

Mu Nian really didn't want to look at him, because the sun was on his right.

Her voice was hoarse: "I hate you even more."

"Hate me, you are my woman too."

"..."

In a trance.

Mu Nian remembered the first time he met Fu Sinian.

Standing quietly in the sun and painting, he elegantly and confidently outlines the painting with a brush. Every movement he makes casually looks like a confident and unrestrained nobleman.

She stood not far from him, but seemed as far away as the Milky Way.

He was the same as that ray of sunshine, so dazzling that she still couldn't help but want to get close and see him clearly.

She is so sorry.

At that time, people never thought about seeing the sun clearly in their whole life, so would they not be hurt by the glare?
Above his head, he ordered coldly, without any emotion: "Hold me."

Mu Nian mechanically raised her arm, and the moment she was about to touch his shoulder, she closed her eyes tightly and locked her hand back.

She didn't want to listen to him.

"Disobedient?" He pinched the tip of her chin, put one hand directly around her back, and forced her to stand up straight.

"It hurts." She said, trying to escape from his grasp.

"Remember how you feel now, as long as you still care about Gu Yuheng, I won't be gentle with you."

Who cares about his tenderness.

Mu Nian still wanted to talk, but her voice couldn't help sobbing. She didn't want to cry in front of Fu Sinian again, like a clown.

So she bit her lip and didn't speak, and didn't make any muffled grunts. No matter how he treated her, she didn't agree or resist.

After an unknown amount of time, she was finally dropped by the man.

He pulled the quilt to cover her body, the sunlight outside the window was still so warm and dazzling, but she just felt cold.

Mu Nian curled up, hiding under the quilt and shivering.

After a while.

She thought that Fu Sinian was gone and her body was getting warmer, so she slowly raised her head.

Who knows.

Fu Sinian was sitting by the bed.

He held an unlit cigar in his hand, and judging from the humidor on the bedside table, he had been carrying this cigar for a long time.

Because the last time she saw this cigar box was when she was 19 years old.

She hugged the quilt and hid a little away from him.

"Munian."

Unexpectedly, Fu Sinian spoke up.

Mu Nian lowered her head and hugged the quilt tightly to answer him.

"Gu Yuheng and me, you can only choose one."

"Then I choose Gu Yuheng." Mu Nian said without hesitation.

"why?"

"Because he won't let me do this crazy multiple-choice question. You are not the same as him at all. Why do I have to choose one?"

"He and I both like you." Fu Sinian's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Use this voice.

Say you like her?

Mu Nian just thought it was funny: "Brother Yuheng said he liked me, I believed it, and I also made it clear that I rejected him, there was no need to talk about it, but you, like me? Are you kidding me, Fu Sinian, what do you mean? It’s no different from treating me like a toy.”

"If you like toys, don't you just like them?"

"I'm human!"

"so what?"

He is so arrogant.

Mu Nian was so angry that his body trembled violently.

She suddenly felt that he had been so kind to her recently that she forgot the pain when her scars healed, and she was so crazy that she had mood swings because of him.

She deserves it.

Because a little bit is good, I sent myself to him and let him hurt.