Sorry, Qian Mo wasn't in a good state yesterday. He kept writing and deleting, and Qian Mo wouldn't show anything he wasn't satisfied with, so he didn't update.
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The lights in the park lit up in unison and the dim yellow light beside Luoli shone on her. She raised her head and her face, which had just been crying, revealed a faint haggard look under the light.
Blowing her nose and pulling her coat tighter, Luoli stood up and prepared to go home.
The phone in her pocket started to shake. She took it out and saw that it was Tang Muchen.
"Where are you?" Before she could speak, Tang Muchen asked first, his tone a little anxious.
Letting out a light cough, Luoli reluctantly replied,"I'm on my way back."
Tang Muchen could tell that something was wrong with her voice. He frowned and said,"Drive carefully. I'll wait for you downstairs.”
"Yes."
After getting into the car, Luoli saw her ghastly appearance in the rearview mirror. Her face was pale, her nose was red, and her eyes were like two walnuts. She was finished. How was she going to explain this to Tang Muchen?
Sigh, who cares, I'll just pretend to be mute.
He started the car, turned the front of the car, and drove into the vast night.
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When they reached home, they parked the car. There was no sign of Tang Muchen or his precious car. Luoli was a little puzzled. That guy should have arrived long ago. Where was he?
She looked up and saw that the lights in her room were on. What was going on? Could it be that there was a thief at home?
No way, she was already in such a bad state, and that white-bearded old man still wouldn't let her go?
Rushing into the building, Luo Li cursed,"Damn old man, what did I do in my previous life to make you torture me like this?!”
After exiting the elevator, Luoli's footsteps were light as she slowly approached the door of her house.
The door wasn't closed and was only left ajar. He gently opened the door a crack to check the situation inside.
There seemed to be no one in the living room. The lights in the kitchen were on, and there were voices.
There was more than one thief? Was it a gang?
It was over. She was just a woman. How could she win?
Otherwise, he could just call the police.
Just as she took out her phone, she saw the person in the kitchen come out. Luoli's eyes widened in shock.
"Mo, you better listen to me. Otherwise, I will make you pay the price.”Tang Muchen's voice had a ruthlessness that Luoli was not familiar with, and she could not help but tremble.
"Tang, you don't have to threaten me. This isn't something you can decide.”Mo Ying didn't show the slightest fear. The coldness in his tone was equally chilling.
What were they talking about? Why can't I understand?
Luoli stood by the door in a daze, staring at the two people who had suddenly become strangers in the room. She felt a chill run down her spine.
She seemed to be too slow. All these years, she had shut herself in her own world and did not care about the outside world. She thought that everything was what it seemed on the surface.
Tang Muchen was always a ruffian in front of her, and it was rare for him to be serious. As for Mo Ying, she did not find anything wrong with him from the coldness when they first met to the enthusiasm now. However, the conversation just now was obviously very different from their usual selves. Or perhaps, they were like that in front of her, but in front of others, they were completely unfamiliar faces.
Luoli suddenly felt her mind panic. An unknown fear quietly occupied a certain corner of her heart.
She didn't want to, nor was she willing to waste her time guessing the people or things she thought she was familiar with. She was tired, too tired. She only wanted a place to rest and didn't care about anything. Why couldn't anyone fulfill her humble wish?
"Why isn't Ah Li back yet?" Tang Muchen looked at his watch and muttered to himself.
The person outside the door quivered and hurriedly calmed himself down. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
"You're all here?" Luo Li forced a smile and greeted them.
"Where did you go? You're running around before you're fully recovered." Tang Muchen went up to her and scolded her out of habit.
It was a tone she was familiar with. Luoli's mind went blank and she reached out her hand to pull Tang Muchen's face. She wanted to confirm if the person in front of her was really him.
Tang Muchen was confused by her sudden action. He saw the familiar look in her eyes. He was so anxious that he forgot to pretend to cry out in pain like usual.
"It really is you." These four words made Luoli heave a sigh of relief. Her expression relaxed as she turned around and walked towards the sofa.
"What's wrong with you?" Tang Muchen grabbed her arm and made her face him. He placed his large palm on her cold and pale face." Are you crying?”
"What happened?" Her voice grew louder. Tang Muchen shook her shoulder anxiously.
Shaking her head, Luoli remained expressionless." I'm hungry. Let's eat."”
Mo Ying remained standing in his original spot, not saying a word or moving. His sharp black eyes stared intently at Luo Li, his thoughts unknown.
At the dining table, the three of them ate quietly with their own thoughts. The room fell into a dull and low pressure.
Luoli ate the food in her bowl very obediently. No matter what the other two people put in for her, she would take it all. She swallowed the food in her mouth mechanically, but her gaze was unfocused.
After a quarter of an hour, she put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands and pushed the chair away. She said softly,""I'm full. Enjoy your meal."
"Ah Li, what happened to you?" Finally, Mo Ying couldn't help but open his mouth. Ignoring Tang Muchen's sharp gaze, he grabbed her hand and asked.
"I'm fine. I'm just tired." With a faint smile on her face, Luoli patted her hand and broke free. She got up and walked into the room. With a click, she locked the door.
Mo Ying's fingers were still slightly cold. He opened his palm and clenched it into a fist. His eyes met Tang Muchen, who was sitting opposite him. There was no coldness in his eyes, only helplessness and worry.
He stood up and cleared the table. Soon, everything returned to normal.
Before they left, the two of them stared at the tightly shut door and let out a long sigh. They glared at each other with dissatisfaction, closed the door, and then left in the opposite direction.
In the room, Luoli sat on the windowsill, staring blankly at the night view.
The moonlight was faint, and the cold air was reflected on her face through the glass. Her creamy skin was almost transparent.
The statue-like figure was so quiet that it seemed to have forgotten to breathe. They were both hidden in the snow-like silver moonlight.
If only the night could be so peaceful forever.
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