After dinner, when I walked out of the restaurant, the lights outside were brilliantly bright, the wind was very strong, and it was cold, the night sky seemed to be a little oppressive and deep, and there was a dampness wafting in the air.

It has passed the day of the beginning of spring, Z city is a city in the south, so there is always a period of such weather after the beginning of spring every year, this year's spring is earlier than in previous years, this season is not the season that Xi Xia Ye likes.

Looking up at the drizzle outside the car window helplessly, Xi Xiaye suddenly turned his head to look at the man driving the car attentively on the side, the car was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed that the breathing of the two could be faintly heard.

"Put on some music."

Xi Xia Ye suddenly spoke.

"The CDs are all in the dark compartment below." Mu Yuchen replied in a low voice.

Xi Xia Ye bent down, opened the dark grid, took one casually, reached out to turn on the record player, and put the CD in, and soon, there was a somewhat distant singing voice from the player.

The song is very familiar, it is a very old song, Leslie Cheung's "Song of a Thousand Thousand Que"-

Slowly look back at the night that once belonged to each other

Red is still the sun in my heart that you gave me

If you shed silly tears, you can be sympathetic and forgiving

Tomorrow morning, the road to leave you may be lonely for a long time

……

In the coming day, even if there are thousands of songs

Drifting in the distance on my road

Even if the coming day is a thousand stars

Brighter than the moon tonight

It's not as beautiful as this night......

……

I don't know why, that kind of singing sounded faintly made Xi Xia Ye feel a little uncomfortable in her heart, and when the song was about to end, she suddenly couldn't help but reach out and press down the single loop.

"It can be seen that you are also a nostalgic person, can a song alone make you feel so empathetic?"

After a long time, Mu Yuchen's deep and sensual voice suddenly came from the side, and that tone sounded faintly warm, like the wind shuttling under the dim street lamp, which seemed a little illusory and unreal.

"This CD isn't yours yet?"

Xi Xia Ye whispered.

Mu Yuchen smiled, but didn't reply, but his dark eyes like thousands of stars were silent for a moment.

"Don't you think this seems a bit appropriate for us now?" Xi Xiaye's eyes turned and suddenly looked at him.

A faint smile swept across his noble and handsome face, and his low and intoxicating singing voice sounded warm and sensual.

"Even if the stars shine brighter than the moon tonight, they will not be as beautiful as this night, and they will never make me appreciate it more, because you will sing with me tonight......"

The low singing voice came into her ears, and she had a faint warmth in her heart, and she couldn't help but indulge in his singing.

I don't want to, he still sings this song, and he sings it very well.

She pursed her lips slightly, smiled indifferently, turned her eyes, and looked out the window quietly, neither of them spoke, but there was an indescribable warmth wafting in the car, which seemed to be a little magical in such a stormy night.

I don't know how long it took, but the car finally came to a slow stop in front of an apartment building after passing through a traffic port, and the lights in the car were turned on.

Xi Xia Ye silently unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over the seat, and took the things from the back seat of the car.

When she was about to reach out and take the mobile phone and handbag on the side, she found that the man on the side had leisurely picked up her mobile phone, "What is the password?" ”

He looked down at the lit phone screen and asked in a low voice.

Xi Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, thinking about whether to take the mobile phone, struggled for a while, and looked at the deep gaze he cast, so he had to read it out in a low voice.

Mu Yuchen quickly unlocked the lock, only to see his slender fingers operating elegantly, and then he heard a pleasant ringtone of his mobile phone, and then he closed the mobile phone and threw it into Xi Xiaye's handbag.

"What floor do you live on?"

He asked as he leaned over to help Xi Xia Ye open the car door.

"The seventh floor."

Xi Xia replied on a nightly basis.

Mu Yuchen nodded, looked at the drizzle outside, and suddenly got out of the car.

Before Xi Xia Ye could react, she suddenly heard footsteps beside her, she picked up her things and was about to get out of the car, when she found that the rain falling in front of her was blocked outside.

"Go back and take a hot bath, rest early, remember to think about my Jianyì, I'll wait for your answer."

Mu Yuchen's deep voice was irresistibly resolute, and he handed the umbrella in his hand to Xi Xiaye.

Xi Xia Ye raised his little head, looked at him silently, finally took a shallow breath, nodded lightly, raised his hand to take the big black umbrella in his hand, and crossed over with a slender and thin body.

She had just taken two steps forward, and suddenly thought of something, she suddenly stopped, suddenly turned her head, and her faint gaze fell on the man who was still standing next to the car, "You should go back early, no matter what the answer is, because of your opening, I will always be grateful to you in the summer night, thank you, when I am the most wolf......"

Finally, before he finished speaking, Xi Xia Ye smiled faintly at him, turned around, and walked towards the apartment.

The slender figure soon disappeared into a vast curtain of rain.

Seeing that the beautiful little shadow gradually disappeared from sight, Mu Yuchen indifferently withdrew his gaze, the cold wind and cold rain continued to invade, he was silent for a long time, and then reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and took one casually......

clicked, indifferently took a sip......

In the undulating ethereal smoke, only to hear him suddenly cough lightly, after a while, he took two puffs of cigarette between his fingers and threw it to the trash can on the side, subconsciously raised his head to look at the apartment building, and saw that the lights on a certain floor suddenly turned on, he sat in the car and started the car

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