As he tossed and turned, Xu Zhimu's consciousness was always between confusion and clarity.

He felt like he had a dream, a crazy and ambiguous dream, but it didn't feel like a dream at all.

Xu Zhimu didn't know when he really fell asleep. A little sunlight fell on his eyes, which finally made him regain some consciousness.

His whole body was a little weak, and he felt that his head was still a little dazed. He slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw in front of him was not the familiar ceiling at home, but the roof of the car.

Xu Zhimu braced himself hard, shook his head and slowly sat up. Only then did he realize that he was actually in his car, looking at the sky outside, it was already morning.

Xu Zhimu thought of something in his mind for a moment. He looked down and saw that although he was still wearing his clothes, they were very messy. It looked more like they had been taken off and then put on again.

There are some residual smells in the car, as well as the faint fragrance of the girl.

But Cheng Fanmiao was no longer around.

And the car is very clean, she obviously cleaned it up thoroughly when she left.

Xu Zhimu's mind was very confused. He looked in the rearview mirror and found that there were still some hickeys on his neck.

His memory was not a direct fragment. In fact, the dream-like fragment still appeared deeply in his mind. He clearly remembered that he slowly fell into her arms in the end.

There were also Cheng Fanmiao's tears falling on his cheeks, and the somewhat crazy scene of the two people in the car. However, his mind was always groggy, and he didn't know whether it was true or false.

His reason told him that the real feelings yesterday could not be fake, but without seeing the evidence, Xu Zhimu didn't know what to do for a while.

After all, Cheng Fanmiao is indeed a lunatic.

Nothing she did was unexpected. Xu Zhimu didn't expect that she would actually act so randomly.

Xu Zhimu felt that his head still hurt a little, and various thoughts poured into his mind. He raised his hand to rub his head, but suddenly he found that there was a black and white ribbon wrapped in his hand.

This was what Cheng Fanmiao asked him to hold in his hand when he danced with him last night.

This ribbon represents Cheng Fanmiao's only thing that can save her in the darkness.

At the corner of the ribbon, Xu Zhimu discovered a touch of red.

Bloodshot...

Xu Zhimu's body trembled for a moment, and his heart became more complicated because of the answer he gave last night.

Doesn't he have any feelings for Cheng Fanmiao? To be honest, Cheng Fanmiao is very compatible with his soul to a certain extent. It is impossible to say that he doesn't have any affection for her.

However, it is really too crowded around him now.

Moreover, it may be extremely difficult for people around him to accept Cheng Fanmiao.

Therefore, Xu Zhimu has always felt that it is good to be friends.

But he underestimated her.

Cheng Fanmiao, she is a sickly little lunatic.

Xu Zhimu never really saw through her from beginning to end.

He remembered what she said to him last night, "I know what you are thinking now. Don't worry, I will not ask you for anything, nor will I destroy your current life. Liking you is just my own business. I do it."

You don’t have to take any responsibility on me for anything, it’s all my own choice.”

It turned out that this was what she was talking about.

Xu Zhimu is a man who has lived two lives. From what he has seen, this kind of one-night stand is not uncommon in the adult world, but Xu Zhimu never expected it to be this way.

Moreover, he looked at a drop of red on the ribbon.

Cheng Fanmiao didn't lie to him. Her past was dark, but her body and soul were clean.

Those words last night, if they were really replaced by a scumbag, he would definitely be very happy. He would get everything from a beautiful girl without having to take responsibility.

However, that was scum. Xu Zhimu was sitting in the car, and at this moment, his heart was more complicated than ever.

He knew that with Cheng Fanmiao's character, maybe next time they met, she would really pretend to be nothing, as if what happened last night was all a dream.

But can Xu Zhimu do it?

He asked himself, not yet.

But, how should he explain to Qingqing and the others?

Xu Zhimu got out of the car, and the cold air outside made him shiver. He thought, it was such a cold day and Cheng Fanmiao experienced such a thing again. How did she get home?

He came under the bridge, and the things here seemed to be the same as last night, except for the unfinished wine, uneaten frozen dumplings, and the stove that had long been extinguished.

As long as the snow on the ground is stepped on, there will be a series of footprints.

Xu Zhimu leaned on the seat, holding the ribbon in his hand, thinking of Cheng Fanmiao dancing in the snow last night with tears in his eyes.

"This is a work that is destined not to appear in the sun. It will only be worn once in this life for you..."

Xu Zhimu slapped his face.

"Depend on!"

He ran back to the car, picked up his cell phone and found several missed calls.

It's all from home.

Xu Zhimu called his mother first.

"mom…"

"You brat, where did you go last night? You didn't come back all night, and you didn't say a word." Mother Xu opened her mouth and said worriedly.

Xu Zhimu was a little speechless for a moment. It took him two or three seconds before he said: "I'm fine. I have to do something temporarily. You guys should eat first. I'll go to the hospital after I finish it."

"It's okay. You're going to be a father soon. No matter how busy you are, you have to reply to the letter on time. Xiaomi and Qingqing were worried about you to death yesterday... Remember to have breakfast too."

Xu's mother was nagging, but in the end she was still concerned. She also knew that Xu Zhimu was busy now, so she hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Xu Zhimu's heart skipped a beat again. He took his cell phone and called Cheng Fanmiao.

As expected, no one answered.

Xu Zhimu put down his phone. No matter what, this matter couldn't end like this.

He started the car. The last time he went to Cheng Fanmiao's house, he made sure to ask for details.

Not long after, Xu Zhimu entered the door of a high-end residential complex.

"Hello, outside vehicles are not allowed inside."

When the security guard saw the vehicle, it looked like a luxury car, and he came out to say something.

"I'm looking for someone." Xu Zhi looked at him and said.

"Then please contact the owner and I will let you go," the security guard replied.

Xu Zhimu knew that Cheng Fanmiao would definitely not come to see him now.

Xu Zhimu looked at the guardrail. There was a paper on it that prohibited entry and a fine of two thousand for damage. He instantly stepped on the accelerator.

"Hey, don't mess around..." The security guard was startled by the sound.

Xu Zhimu took out a wad of bills from the carriage, threw it directly on the table in the security room, and then stepped on the accelerator and rushed in.

"Snapped…"

After breaking through the landing gear, Xu Zhimu pressed on his memory and drove directly in.

The security guard could open his mouth so wide that he could put an egg in it.

"Holy shit! What happened?"

The security captain heard the sound and rushed over. The security guard dumbly told what had just happened.

The security captain looked at the banknotes that were left casually on the table.

"Damn, are rich people so willful these days?"

…

Xu Zhimu came all the way to the community and stopped under a building.

Xu Zhimu got out of the car and looked up at the second floor.

He still remembered that a long time ago, he came to pick her up once, and Cheng Fanmiao told him with a smirk on his face that if he wanted to find her in the middle of the night, he could climb up directly from here.

However, Xu Zhimu did not choose to run directly to the window. Instead, he came upstairs. He came to the door, hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened, but the person who opened the door was not Cheng Fanmiao, but a well-maintained and elegant middle-aged woman who looked very similar to Cheng Fanmiao.

"Who are you……"

"Auntie, are you Cheng Fanmiao's mother? I am Miaomiao's friend. Is she at home?"

Xu Zhimu responded quickly and spoke in a normal tone.

Cheng Fanmiao's mother looked at Xu Zhimu carefully for a while, and then she smiled: "Miaomiao's friend... do you have anything to do with Miaomiao?"

"There is something very important. I want to talk to her. It won't take too long."

"Come in first."

Cheng Fanmiao's mother did not answer, but let Xu Zhimu enter the room first.
To be continued...