Mu Qian had a relaxed posture. When she said these words, she looked calm and calm, but Su Mubai began to be silent since then.

Until the two entered the restaurant and were halfway through the meal, Su Mubai seemed to be unable to let go, and then he spoke again: "Have you ever tried to have a good talk with your mother?"

Mu Qian cut the steak in front of him and shrugged indifferently, "No chance, but we are all used to this state, it doesn't matter."

Su Mubai looked at her quietly for a moment before slowly speaking: "Lying."

"Hmm?" Mu Qian looked up at him.

"You did nothing wrong, but you were treated like this for nothing." Su Mubai put down the knife and fork in his hand, and then remained silent for a moment before adding, "How could it be that it's not sad?"

Mu Qian's eyes rolled up, but as his eyes flowed, he still looked smiling, "Maybe my existence is a mistake in itself?"

After saying this, she smiled at him again and continued to lower her head to eat.

But Su Mubai's heart thrust hard again.

After a while, he spoke softly: "That's not your fault."

Mu Qian raised his eyes and looked at him for a moment. Suddenly he picked up the wine glass in front of him, touched him gently, and said, "I don't tell anyone much about this, thank you for supporting me."

"I don't go out with anyone much." Su Mubai picked up the wine glass, "Thank you for accompanying me too."

The two of them looked at each other silently and gradually laughed.

In the evening, the two went to a remote theater to watch a movie.

The film is a very niche Chinese-language movie, which is broadcast in this city in just one cinema. However, perhaps because of this, the attendance rate is actually pretty good, about 30%, and they are all Chinese.

The movie was chosen by Su Mubai, and was made by a director who had been silent for a long time in China. Su Mubai liked the director's first film very much, so he watched the movie with the mentality of recommending it to Muqian. Unexpectedly, the two-hour movie was quite disappointing.

Art creation requires spirituality, and in this movie, the director has lost his original spirituality. Not only that, he also deliberately added many tear-jerking and sensational scenes.

Su Mubai naturally has no way to appreciate such a movie, but many girls in the cinema left with red eyes and tissues. However, when Su Mubai looked at Mu Qian, Mu Qian's face was indifferent. Even when she saw other girls wiping tears, she would wink and smile at him.

"What do you think?" Su Mubai asked her.

"Overall, although it is more sensational, the effect is still quite good." Mu Qian curled her lips and said.

Su Mubai smiled, "But he still didn't incite you."

Mu Qian suddenly pulled open his eyelids and looked at him, "Because I don't have tear glands, I can't cry."

Su Mubai calmed down and actually moved forward, as if he wanted to see if what she said was true.

But Mu Qian couldn't help laughing out loud and gently pushed him away.

It was already late at night when he walked out of the cinema. Although Su Mubai was unable to move, he insisted that the driver send Mu Qian home first.

When she got downstairs of the apartment, when Mu Qian got out of the car and was about to go upstairs, Su Mubai suddenly called her.

Mu Qian turned around and returned to the car and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"I'm very happy after meeting you again," said Su Mubai.

Mu Qian smiled and said, "So too."

Su Mubai pondered for a moment before speaking again: "I really hope that one day we can become friends who can talk about everything - the best friends."

Mu Qian looked at him for a moment, and finally just laughed, "Okay, work hard!"

Su Mubai was still looking at her, his eyes tender and serious.

"It's getting late, go back and rest." Mu Qian said, "I'll make an appointment another day."

Su Mubai nodded and turned around and ordered the driver to start.

Mu Qian kept standing downstairs of the apartment and watching the car disappear at the end of the street, then turned around.

The lights on the corridor on the floor where she was at had been broken for two days, but they had not been repaired today. Mu Qian felt familiar with the door and was about to open the door, but suddenly she seemed to sense something, and all the hairs on her body stood up quietly.

In the darkness, there seemed to be someone, and not far from her.

Mu Qian paused for a moment, held his breath and focused for a while, then raised his leg and kicked towards the darkest position.

However, the next moment, her legs were easily grasped, and when she was about to get started, she was already pressed against the wall.

Mu Qian was about to resist, but suddenly asked a familiar aura. Then, she heard the man's voice, and was low and cold, "Give me the moves I taught you to deal with me, huh?"

Mu Qian's back was against the cold wall, and his kicking legs were almost raised above his head. However, she just laughed and then whispered: "I'm dreaming, right?"

She reached out and gently touched the face of the person in front of her.

In the darkness, the touch under the palm was clear, and Mu Qian touched his chin, lips, nose, eyebrows and eyes little by little.

The three-dimensional facial features and lines outlined a familiar face. Mu Qian suddenly sighed and said slowly: "If I had known it was you, I would have taken a gun-"

This was quite gritting, but the next second, she laughed out loud, broke free from his shackles, turned around and opened the door with the key.

As soon as the door opened, the lights lit up. Mu Qian turned around and saw clearly Huo Jinxi standing outside.

Nearly a month later, Huo Jinxi finally appeared in front of her. I don’t know how long she had been waiting in this dark corridor, but she was still dressed in a well-dressed manner. She was lined with a black suit and a shirt of the same color. Her eyebrows were sharp, her eyes were deep, and her momentum was imposing.

Mu Qian leaned against the door and looked at him, suddenly stretched out his hand and showed a pistol at him.

Huo Jinxi took a step forward and directly pinched her hand.

Mu Qian tried hard to withdraw his hand, but the hand was stuck in Huo Jinxi's palm and did not move at all.

After a few competitions, Mu Qian finally gave up and looked up at him, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you have something to tell me?" Huo Jinxi asked back.

"What words?" Mu Qian blinked and looked at him calmly. The next moment, she seemed to remember something, and suddenly realized "Oh" and said, "Are you saying, what I was going to say to you a month ago? Let me think about it..."

As she said that, she really looked at meticulously and said while recalling: "Oh that day, I kept waiting for you in the room until dawn, but you didn't come... Later, I fell asleep and woke up again. I no longer remember what I wanted to say to you. Anyway, it would be meaningless if I said anything... isn't it?"
Chapter completed!