Beautiful man, beautiful man (1) Under the moon, the shadows of the two people lengthened, and because of the angle, they became entangled.

The cool light was torn into tiny pieces by the clouds, spreading across Zhuang Nuanchen's lips, mixed with a slight smile, her eyes widened, she took a quick step back, her voice was also full of teasing, "Why do you look like you are settling accounts after the fall?

"

Jiang Moyuan's eyes were filled with darkness that could not be removed, his serious lips slightly raised, and he reached out to catch her——

"Come here!"

"No." Zhuang Nuanchen ran away like a rabbit. When she returned to the ancient town, she looked like a child rediscovering her innocence. She blinked at him and said, "Catch me before we talk." After saying that, she laughed playfully.

And ran away.

Jiang Moyuan stood there, staring at the figure running away in front of him. His smile widened and spread like a watermark, and he quickly chased after him. Under the moonlight, the woman was as nimble and petite as a small escaping prey, and the man was as agile and fast as a escaping prey.

A lion trying to catch its prey.

The two figures were getting closer and closer.

Zhuang Nuanchen inadvertently ducked into an alley, and the joyful laughter floated into the man's ears with the floating air. He smiled deeper, chased faster, and his mood seemed to become relaxed, and he followed into the alley.

Finally, seeing her stop, he quickly ran over, stretched out his hand to hook her into his chest, and chuckled, "Are you still running?"

With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, even the hero is distracted, let alone the moonlit night, when the moonlight is hazy, and people feel hazy. Therefore, when Jiang Moyuan took her into his arms, and bursts of fragrance fell between his breaths, his voice could be heard

It goes up very low, and a trace of softness also escapes the lips.

But Zhuang Nuanchen was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. She didn't struggle or respond. She just stood there blankly, her eyes always falling on the house directly opposite. The pale moonlight fell on her eyes. The happiness and joy just now were no longer there, but instead

The pain is palpable and deep.

Jiang Moyuan noticed that her reaction was abnormal, and he followed her gaze and saw clearly that there was a three-story house not far away. The architectural style of the house was the same as that of every household in the ancient town, but this one

There was no lantern lit at the door, and the red lights of other residents outside the window passed through the windows of this house. It was pitch black inside and there was no movement at all.

Jiang Moyuan's thick eyebrows were filled with doubts, and he narrowed his eagle eyes slightly, and then he noticed some Ni Duan. There were couplets pasted on the door of this house. From the faded handwriting and whitened paper, it was easy to tell that no one had lived here for a long time. There were also

Several pots of flowers placed on the balcony

, I guess the owner likes flowers, but now it has long since dried up and turned yellow. Even the cactus, which has long been accustomed to desert drying and has high drying resistance, is only in a withered shape. From this point alone, it can be judged that this family should be

Moved away many years ago.

There were tiny stars in the night sky, and Zhuang Nuanchen's eyes seemed to be filled with stars. A slight light flashed through his eyes. His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move. He looked at the white building in front of him.

The pain of a building with gray tiles was like a demon attacking, tearing her body to pieces, and then pulling her soul out of the body, trampling on her feet without mercy and ravaging her with all her strength.

Huge pain surged into her chest, and then suddenly hit her throat, causing her nasal cavity to start to feel sore and painful.

It must have been when she was in her second year of high school. There were a few senior students who were always uneducated and idle around the town all day long. She never interacted with these bad kids. One day, she came home late from tutoring.

, when passing by this house, those seniors, perhaps drunk, staggered and stopped her, and even touched her.

At that time, she was so frightened that she fell down on the bluestone road and stared at them with wide eyes.

They smiled evilly and stretched out their hands to pull her. She thought she must be unlucky that night, and just when she was about to scream loudly, a schoolbag flew over and hit the leader of the bad boys accurately on the head.

She was shocked, and when she turned around, she saw that it was Gu Mo.

He didn't know where he came from. The night elongated his tall and graceful figure. He looked at this scene with a half-smile, his hands in his trouser pockets, and he stood there carelessly, with a toothpick in his mouth.

, Wearing his school uniform, he was still as unruly as ever, and he knocked over the opponent's schoolbag, which was his.

The other party was obviously irritated, and they all rushed forward to hit him. Gu Mo turned his face slightly, spit out the toothpick in his mouth, rolled up his sleeves and faced him head-on.

She couldn't remember how chaotic the situation was at that time. She only remembered that screams kept coming. Under the moonlight, she vaguely saw that Gu Mo seemed to be disappointed, but he pulled the leader of the bad boy up.

, he pressed hard on the door panel with his backhand, causing the other person to scream in pain, and the last few people fled.

Zhuang Nuanchen had watched a lot of movies, and he often saw scenes of heroes saving beauties, but he never expected that it would happen in reality, and it would also happen to him. He didn't react for a long time, and he still trembled with his hands on the ground.

Even now, she still doesn't understand. Was the fear she felt at that time because she saw the bloody battle or because she had never seen Gu Mo be so cruel?

Gu Mo's arm was injured at that time, and his school uniform was stained with blood, but he didn't even blink, he bent down to pick up his schoolbag, then casually put it on his shoulder, walked to her and said lazily, "You

Injured?"

Only then did she react, looking up at him and shaking her head subconsciously.

"If you're not hurt, go home quickly and don't block the door of my house!" Gu Mo's tone was not polite, and there was a trace of displeasure on his unruly eyebrows.

She opened her mouth, and it took her a long time to find her voice, and she whispered to his back, "Thank you..."

Gu Mo stopped and looked at his face slightly. His handsome outline seemed to be carefully carved by the moonlight, which made people's heart palpitate. He snorted again and replied lightly, "Zhuang Nuanchen, you are really a troublesome woman."

, next time you attract bees and butterflies, remember to walk farther away and don't cause trouble in front of my house!" After saying this, he walked into the house without looking back, and the door closed with a bang.

That house is Gu Mo's home.

At that time, she was stunned for a long time, which lasted more than ten minutes. When she finally reacted, she shouted loudly, "Gu Mo, don't you say something nice if you are nice? Asshole." This sentence.

She didn't know if he heard her, because there was no light in his room.

That night, she stood outside the house for a long time, just like tonight.

Zhuang Nuanchen's heart felt a sharp pain for no reason, as if a knife had suddenly been stabbed in and then twisted hard. When she realized the pain, her blood had already flowed into a river. She never knew why he did that that night

She appeared so timely, maybe she just happened to catch him coming home. She had always been paying attention to him silently, from junior high school to high school, and sometimes even on weekends she would pretend to walk in front of this house inadvertently.

The house in front of me fell into silence. Yes, it had been abandoned for many years, without any trace of life.

Zhuang Nuanchen took a deep breath to relieve the pain in her heart, but her eyes staring at the window were still lonely. She seemed to see the boy in white leaning against the window again, holding the ukulele in his arms and playing and singing softly. At that time, his voice was like the sound of nature, his eyes were ethereal and distant, and catkins were floating around him, as if he was also attracted by his singing and never left him for a long time.

At that time, she had a premonition that he would not be able to stay here forever. That boy who loved white, his eyes and heart were so different...

Memories are like a sea, drowning Zhuang Nuanchen half to death. Even the hallucinations appear so real. Gu Mo's figure seems to be still there, with a focused expression and a perfect profile.

Just when Zhuang Nuanchen was about to be driven crazy by all kinds of memories, her body was suddenly pulled over by a pair of big hands. The palms were very powerful. She was stunned, raised her head, and met Jiang Moyuan's questioning eyes.

The pain in my heart suddenly burst, and I even heard a steady stream of sounds, hitting my eardrums one after another.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly, but his eyes were as sharp as X-rays.

Only then did Zhuang Nuanchen realize that he was too abnormal. He closed his eyes hard and then opened them again. The paleness on his face gradually began to fade away. He tried his best to smile and shook his head, "It's okay."

Jiang Moyuan always looked at her, with an incomprehensible understanding flashing in his solemn eyes.

"Let's go." Zhuang Nuanchen was afraid that he would look at her like this. She always felt that his gaze was too sharp. She was afraid that this kind of look would allow people to analyze their thoughts mercilessly.

Jiang Moyuan nodded calmly, smiled slightly, hugged her and continued walking forward.

At the end of the alley, she subconsciously glanced back. The shadow of the house became increasingly blurry, and finally her sight was blocked by the alley wall and could no longer be seen...

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Knowing that Jiang Moyuan had never been to such a place, Zhuang Nuanchen specially gave him her big bed room and prepared to sleep in the guest room with her quilt in her arms. Her house was the same as other houses, with the living room on the first floor and the sleeping area on the second floor. The third floor is the attic, where you can store some sundries that are not used in daily life. Every household in the ancient town lives in an ancestral house, and all building materials are made of thousand-year-old wood. They are not only strong, but also warm in winter and cool in summer, but the stairs are not easy to use every time you step on them. There is some movement and the creaking sound is quite nice.

After preparing the new toothbrush, new bath gel and other daily necessities, Zhuang Nuanchen took them up to the second floor. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. When there was no movement, he opened the door and walked in. Jiang Mo was far away in the bedroom and in the bathroom. The lights are on and the door is open.

There was no sound of water, which meant that Jiang Moyuan had not taken a bath yet.

Zhuang Nuanchen walked directly to the bathroom without thinking, and said, "I'll give you a toothbrush and everything—"

Half of the words were said, and the other half was shoved back, stuck in the throat like an egg, unable to spit it out or swallow.

Almost at the same time, her eyes widened in shock at the scene before her!

In the bathroom, under the goose-yellow light...

Jiang Moyuan had obviously just finished taking a shower. He was holding a bath towel and was about to wrap it around his waist. Of course, this action was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Zhuang Nuanchen. The hand holding the bath towel stopped in mid-air, and just like that, a complete The complete and unobstructed picture of a man taking a bath appeared in front of Zhuang Nuanchen in such a dramatic way.

There is still a touch of water vapor floating in the air, it seems like a movie shot on film is frozen in slow motion, the man in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and the dumbfounded woman at the bathroom door...
Chapter completed!