The night that took me away from the window was not as dark as the darkness behind his eyes. The faint crystal light hit the man's cheek with deep features, making his whole face fall into flickering light and darkness, and his tall figure enveloped her densely.

, looking at him like this, he was like a god coming silently to his side, giving comfort to the hesitant people.

Zhuang Nuanchen stared at him blankly, with a drop of tears hanging on her eyelashes that had no time to fall. The beauty and fragility in her eyes were crystal clear. Her cold and white fingers forgot to be placed in the man's palm, and her ears were flowing.

The sound of the ukulele was still the same. In reality, Jiang Moyuan appeared in front of her motionless. The man in the dream could never coincide with the man in reality.

There was a slight doubt on Jiang Moyuan's eyebrows, but he did not urge her. Instead, he reached out and looked at her patiently, his deep eyes looked at her delicate cheeks, and finally fell on the tears on her eyelashes, and there was a flash between his eyebrows.

Ruo Wu's frown.

Only then did Zhuang Nuanchen suddenly react and realize that he was working, so he stood up quickly. Just as he was about to apologize, his stomach throbbed for no reason, and his heart was twitching desperately, as if it was trying to tear out his internal organs.

It all looked like it was minced.

Her fingers pressed firmly against the wall, but sadness swept over her like a big net. The thin mesh didn't even allow her to breathe freely. The strong suffocation, inexplicable pain and physical pain had long since

It was beyond what she could bear.

She knew that the moment she heard the sound of the ukulele, she wanted to see Gu Mo very much...

Jiang Mo, who had always been standing by, saw Zhuang Nuanchen retracting his hand after standing up. However, he saw her brows suddenly knitted before he strode forward and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms. Unexpectedly, what he saw was a

His face was extremely pale, his eyelashes were wet with tears, but he still stubbornly endured not falling.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jiang Moyuan held her steady and looked at her expression.

"I..." Zhuang Nuanchen opened her mouth. The pain and difficulty in breathing forced her to compromise. The music on the ukulele made her want to run away. She looked up at his familiar yet unfamiliar black eyes.

Finally, I couldn't help but say, "Take me out of here..." After saying that, I felt my body fell into a generous and gentle chest, and then my eyes went dark and I didn't know anything anymore.

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When Zhuang Nuanchen woke up, it was already bright. The autumn sunshine was as warm as gauze, falling through the curtains into the room, giving off a clean and refreshing smell.

He looked around gently, but suddenly he sat up!

Where is this...

The interior furnishings were very retro, with flower-shaped carpets extending to places she couldn't see. The screens, desks, calligraphy and painting couplets, every design seemed unique. Looking at the brocade hibiscus bed lying under her,

It is covered with the world-famous Suzhou embroidery exquisite quilt.

OMG…

Zhuang Nuanchen was so frightened that she stood up and looked at the surrounding environment in horror. The antique room made her jaw-dropping. Could it be that God was teasing her after seeing her watch too many time-travel dramas?

But she soon calmed down. Although the room was antique everywhere, there were also Western elements. She came from the communication industry, and she recognized some of the world's top design brands, such as the Cassina lounge chair placed next to the four-cornered window.
Chapter completed!