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He has a shy beauty.

After the divorce, Zheng Nana moved to a new house. The nanny and the driver were busy cleaning up the sundries. She thought it was noisy, so she lit a cigarette with a displeased face and went outside for a stroll.

The community where the new residence is located is located on the outskirts of the city, including a small hill and a large lake.The terrain of the community is undulating, with lush greenery, and the single-family villas are far apart. The environment is quiet and quiet. Walking alone on the road at night, only your own footsteps are the loudest, which is really scary.

A man-made deer rustled out of the maple forest, stood on the winding stone road, turned its head to one side, and looked at her steadily.The deer here are not afraid of life, but Zheng Nana was frightened by it, annoyed and annoyed, wanted to throw away the cigarette, but couldn't find a trash can, so she threw it on the road and ran it over with her high heels a few times, anyway, someone would clean it tomorrow morning.

She walked for a long time before arriving at the lakeside park, and there were more people.Several children were playing and chasing each other, and the adults were chatting not far away. She walked around them and saw an old couple with white hair walking along the shore of the lake.

The summer wind was blowing heat, Zheng Nana sat on the wooden bench by the lake in a daze, thinking of the woman her ex-husband raised outside.She touched her pocket, there were cigarettes, but she didn't bring a lighter.So she looked around and found a man sitting on a bench under the weeping willow.

The other party may have a lighter, and even if they don't, it's good to get to know each other.With this in mind, she got up and walked slowly towards the man.

A street lamp stood beside the bench, casting a circle of milky white light, and a moth circled around in the light, stupidly without stopping.The breeze swayed the willow branches and lightly swept over the man's shoulders, Zheng Nana gradually saw the man's appearance clearly. In his early 20s, he is a little thin, with loose gray clothes and fair skin. He looks as clean as the moon above his head.She thought he was beautiful, even though he only turned his face to her.

"Is there a fire?" she asked casually.

The man suddenly looked up at her as if frightened.His frontal face was indeed as beautiful as Zheng Nana expected, and even more stunning.

He has drooping eyes with big slits, light pupils, thick and slender eyelashes, exuding a sense of innocence and purity, as if tears could fall in the next second.This kind of eyes was quite rare, which made Zheng Nana stare at other people's eyes in vain.

She asked again, "Handsome, is there a fire?"

However, the man stood up abruptly, turned around and left in a hurry without saying a word.She called him twice, but he didn't slow down or look back, as if Zheng Nana would bite.

In half a year, Zheng Nana only saw the man with drooping eyes twice, but recently he seems to have started to live in this neighborhood for a long time, and she bumped into him three times in a month.

Coincidentally, his house is near Zheng Nana's house, facing the lake. The wooden platform extends to the lake, and there are several calamus clusters planted by the lake.The flat lawn connects the lake and the villa, and the tall neem trees around the inner courtyard of the villa hold dense branches and leaves, providing excellent concealment.From the opposite side of the lake, you can see a corner of the villa. There are two rattan chairs under the single-sided porch, and the flowers and plants are taken care of vigorously.

She accidentally saw him trotting to catch up with a car that had just driven out of the villa, and passed something in through the car window.He bent down, briefly kissed the people in the car, and then stood there until the car was completely gone.

There is a man in the car.

I took the initiative to talk to him again in the park by the lake. He was wearing a white down jacket and a heavy scarf covering his chin. The tip of his nose was red from the cold, and snowflakes fell on his thick eyelashes, which made his eyes even more charming.He exhaled misty water vapor and said that his name was Luo Xuan.

"How did you find out that he... I mean your ex-husband... cheated on you?"

Zheng Nana smiled, and kicked a small piece of snow from her black leather boots, "How can a man hide his cheating?"

"He thinks he's smart enough to keep the red flag at home and the colorful flags fluttering outside." She looked at the gloomy sky with sporadic snow floating in the sky. Where are you 'working overtime' and where are you 'on business trips'?"

"Why, is there something wrong with your family?" She shifted her gaze to Luo Xuan's face, observing his expression.

Luo Xuan shook his head, but he was not good at hiding his thoughts, and his lowered eyes revealed more worries.

In the middle of the night, the combination lock opened with a ding, Jiang Mingyun put the suitcase by the door, took off his leather shoes and long pure black woolen coat, put on slippers, and gently shook the snowflakes on the coat twice, and put it on his arm.

The living room left lights for him, and the TV was broadcasting commercials, and the volume was turned down very low, which added a bit of popularity to the silent room.He walked in lightly, and sure enough, Luo Xuan fell asleep on the sofa again.

The ground was warm and warm, Luo Xuan was covered with a thin blanket, his hands and feet were curled up in the blanket, and he curled up into a small ball, like a resting cat.

He leaned over in front of the sofa, and touched Luo Xuan's cheek with his cold nose.Luo Xuan, who was sleeping soundly, had soft and warm cheeks. He suddenly touched something cold, moved a little, and slowly opened his misty eyes.

The light-colored eyes are as clear as glass, and seeing Jiang Mingyun naturally overflows with joy.Lazily, he poked his head a little closer, rubbed his face against Jiang Mingyun's tall nose bridge, curled the corners of his mouth, and sighed in a soft tone: "It's so cool."

Jiang Mingyun let out a chuckle in his throat, and moved closer to him, playing tricks on him to make him feel more cold, Luo Xuan also laughed, and pushed his shoulder playfully.

He supported Jiang Mingyun's face with his warm palm, and the two stopped for a while.

Jiang Mingyun is of Chinese-American mixed race. Mixed-race people are not necessarily good-looking. There are many people who are caught between the two ethnic groups and mix strangely.Jiang Mingyun also inherited the three-dimensional bones of the Caucasian and the soft facial features of the Yellow.From a western perspective, he has an oriental beauty; but from an oriental perspective, his features are extraordinarily handsome, with deep eye sockets and a very high bridge of nose.

Many people thought that Jiang Mingyun looked like Keanu Reeves when he was young, but Luo Xuan didn't see it. In his mind, Jiang Mingyun's parents must have picked up the rose left by Aphrodite, a unique rose. Rose.

Luo Xuan raised his head and lightly pecked Jiang Mingyun's lips.

"The lips are also cold." He commented, the tip of his red tongue licked the other's lips, seductive, but not intentional.

Jiang Mingyun put down his coat casually, picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, and picked him up from the sofa, "Didn't you tell me that you don't have to wait for me? Why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

He spoke with a smile, and he didn't mean to ask the teacher for a crime.

"No, I want to see you sooner." Luo Xuan wrapped his arms around his neck, his drooping eyes showed innocence when he smiled.

He carried him upstairs and asked, "How many seconds is the difference between upstairs and downstairs?"

Luo Xuan asked back, "Aren't a few seconds counted as time?"

"You're right, forget it." He kicked open the half-covered bedroom door with his toes, and fell on the bed with Luo Xuan, gently stroking the ends of Luo Xuan's eyes with his fingers, "Then dear, can I ask you for a few minutes?" , I'm going to take a shower first."

Luo Xuan nodded and told him not to worry, he allowed him to wash for a few more minutes.

There was a vague sound of water coming from the bathroom. Luo Xuan hugged the quilt and closed his eyes for a while, then turned his gaze to Jiang Mingyun's mobile phone on the bedside table, hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand.

Jiang Mingyun's mobile phone does not have a password, so he opened the operation interface very easily.

First check the records in the chat software, most of them are related to work. The most recent chat partner is a professor at the University of Science and Technology in the neighboring province. I asked him what month he has time to give a lecture. Jiang Mingyun said that he might not have it in the past six months. time.

Looking at the photo album again, Jiang Mingyun's phone camera is purely a decoration, the photo album is full of screenshots of data that Luo Xuan can't understand, there is no trace of hidden adultery.

He suddenly thought that the most important thing should be the address book and communication records, and he glanced guiltily at the closed bathroom door.At this moment, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, so scared that Luo Xuan hurriedly put the phone back in place, buried his face in the quilt, and pretended to be asleep.However, the sound of water pattering again, Luo Xuan poked his head out, stretched his arms to get the phone, and quickly swipe his fingers on the screen.

"The cat food is about to run out and I need to buy more. Are you coming tomorrow?"

Fingers paused, Luo Xuan pondered over this text message that Jiang Mingyun hadn't replied yet, and the note from the sender was Li Yuming.He didn't know someone named Li Yuming, and this text message from Li Yuming made him feel too ordinary and weird.

Infinitely close to ambiguous.

Changed clothes, shower gel with unfamiliar smell, the interval between leaving get off work and arriving home.

Bubbles before the magma solidified appeared in Luo Xuan's mind, and the tide overflowed his head. He was falling, sinking, and his doubts about his lover dragged him into the cold water, making him unable to breathe.He bit his nails unconsciously, making a clicking sound.

"Luo, are you asleep?"

Jiang Mingyun's breath brushed over the fine hairs on Luo Xuan's face, his voice was low, and he failed to wake Luo Xuan up.

Luo Xuan suffered from insomnia all night, and before he pretended to fall asleep, he booked a taxi.

The next day, Jiang Mingyun left on time, Luo Xuan got into a taxi and asked the driver to follow Jiang Mingyun's car, not to follow too closely, for fear of being noticed by Jiang Mingyun.

The taxi followed Jiang Mingyun to the central business district of Haicheng. The tall buildings soared to the sky, and the blue glass reflected the pale sunlight in the east.The traffic lights change colors, the snow on the ground condenses into shards of ice, the long queue of cars moves slowly, people rushing in and out of the subway entrance, the crowds part at each intersection, waiting for the traffic lights, or making a turn.

Luo Xuan's face was pale, the driver saw his appearance through the rearview mirror and asked him if he was motion sick.Luo Xuan didn't speak, just shook his head. He closed his eyes and tried not to look at the crowded cars and people outside the car window.

Anli Building, a landmark building in Haicheng, is like a sail breaking through the waves. Jiang Mingyun turned a corner and drove into the underground parking lot of Anli Building. The taxi was parked on the side of the road.Luo Xuan got out of the car, put the hood of the down jacket on his head, and put his hands in his pockets.

He has no plans, only impulses dominated by emotion.The bustling and crowded environment made him uncomfortable, and he regretted it, not knowing where he should go.

Luo Xuan was wandering outside the Anli Building, hesitantly walked into a coffee shop across the street, found a remote place to sit down, and casually pointed out coffee to the waiter to order.

There were quite a lot of people in the coffee shop at noon, Luo Xuan went out, and when everyone had gone back to work, he went to the coffee shop to find his original seat and sat down again, still not saying a word, just pointing to a kind of coffee.

Tired of sitting, he crossed the street and stood near a bus stop with his eyes fixed on the Anli Building.At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Xuan saw Jiang Mingyun's car driving out of the parking lot. He immediately ran to the side of the road and stopped an empty taxi. Fortunately, this time was not the rush hour, otherwise he would really not be able to get a taxi.

Jiang Mingyun went to the supermarket halfway, and finally drove the car into an old community.The community is next to several colleges and universities. In the early years, the colleges distributed housing to faculty and staff, but decades have passed, and almost all the residents here have been replaced by college students who do not want to live in dormitories.

Luo Xuan witnessed Jiang Mingyun meeting a young man with a backpack and glasses. The man wanted to help Jiang Mingyun carry shopping bags, but Jiang Mingyun refused, and then the two walked into the building together.Luo Xuan bit his nails, leaned against the wall and looked down at his phone, every minute, every second, half an hour, until five o'clock, this is Jiang Mingyun's normal off-duty time.

He called Jiang Mingyun, "Mingyun, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"What's in the house?"

Luo Xuan squatted down along the wall, tightly covering his mouth and nose with his hands, not wanting to make strange noises.

Jiang Mingyun couldn't wait for his answer, so he suggested, "Let's go out to eat, to the Thai restaurant last time, okay?"

"You go home quickly."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Jiang Mingyun appeared in Luo Xuan's field of vision, his hair was a little wet, as if he had just taken a shower.

The young man wearing glasses went downstairs to throw out the trash, smiled and waved goodbye to Jiang Mingyun.After Jiang Mingyun drove away, Luo Xuan came out from his hiding place, bowed his head and followed behind the young man.

The young man leisurely climbed up the stairs, entered the room and closed the door. Just as he turned around, he heard a slight knock on the door behind him.

He turned and opened the door.