The only sounds along the way were the sound of cars driving and the rustling of leaves in the wind.
The car passed through the tunnel and onto the overpass. Under the escort of the moonlight, the two quickly returned to the villa.
This is their world.
"Why don't you say a word to me?"
Mu Lichuan opened the door and turned aside to let Ye Xingchen go in first, "If I did something wrong, can you tell me directly?"
Ye Xingchen raised his eyes, then lowered them immediately: "How could you be wrong? It's all my fault."
"I didn't talk to you, I'm sorry." Ye Xingchen walked into the room, picked up the cup Mu Lichuan drank from every day and took a glass of water: "I can't make tea at this point, so I'll use water instead of tea."
Seeing Ye Xingchen's calm and calm appearance, Mu Lichuan's ability to hold back had reached its limit.
Mu Lichuan blocked Ye Xingchen's way and stared into her eyes, eager to read emotions from them, even if it was anger.
"You are in a bad mood today, I understand."
Mu Lichuan gave up the search and slumped on the sofa. He was also tired.
After a long silence, Ye Xingchen spoke, "If you have nothing to say, I'm going to take a shower first."
Mu Lichuan said nothing, but even if Mu Lichuan said no, Ye Xingchen would still leave.
Ye Xingchen went upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom. Her world suddenly became quiet.
At this moment, there is only herself, and she is her center.
Taking a bath was one of the things that made her relax. She put aside everything that had happened before this moment and quietly enjoyed her own time.
Suddenly, the light in the bathroom went out.
"Mu Lichuan!"
Ye Xingchen instinctively shouted: "Mu Lichuan! Where are you! Come here quickly!"
Mu Lichuan was going upstairs when he heard Ye Xingchen's call and rushed into the room in three steps. When he saw the dark and locked bathroom, he understood.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Mu Lichuan turned on the backup light and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the subtle light coming from the bathroom.
Ye Xingchen's uneasiness also calmed down.
Mu Lichuan slid along the wall and sat on the floor, sighing: "I'm sorry, we all seem to have changed."
"I can no longer feel the fervent love I had before. It seems like something is separating us, pulling us far, far away."
Ye Xingchen listened to Mu Lichuan's voice, and the movements of his hands stopped unconsciously.
Why doesn't she think so?
How many late nights did she stay alone in the emotional whirlpool, how many late nights did she secretly shed tears alone, and how many late nights did she look at the photos of the two of them together and her heart was filled with turmoil that could not be calmed down.
"Maybe I don't love you anymore."
Ye Xingchen blurted out.
She stared blankly at the end of the bathtub. Perhaps their love was just like the bathtub, and they could be seen to the end at a glance.
"I'm ready, do you want to take a shower?" Ye Xingchen walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.
At a glance, he saw Mu Lichuan slumped on the ground.
The skin that had just been steamed by the steaming mist was so tender and tender that Mu Lichuan couldn't help but take a second look.
"Why do you still maintain a relationship if you don't love me anymore?"
Mu Lichuan stood up and held Ye Xingchen's hand, fearing that she would run away.
Ye Xingchen knew that he couldn't fight, so he simply didn't resist this time: "I'm too lazy to end it."
From the moment he refused to dance together at the banquet, Mu Lichuan's anger began to accumulate.
He told himself that Ye Xingchen was jealous and angry, which was a sign of love for him.
But all this time and since returning home, his expressionless face and calm tone made it impossible for him to show that he was cared about at all.
"Do you hate me now?" Mu Lichuan's eyes darkened and fell on her red lips.
Then you might as well... hate it a little more.
Before Ye Xingchen could reply, Mu Lichuan's lips pressed heavily on hers.
"Uh... um..." She wanted to escape, but Mu Lichuan pressed her lips tightly, stirring the tip of his tongue flexibly, trying to pry open Ye Xingchen's teeth.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Mu Lichuan let go of Ye Xingchen and looked at her in astonishment.
Looking at Ye Xingchen's red eyes, Mu Lichuan softened his heart and opened his arms to embrace her.
But…
Ye Xingchen made an astonishing move.
The buttons on the bathrobe were unbuttoned one after another. Ye Xingchen stared at Mu Lichuan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.
When the last button was unbuttoned, Ye Xingchen moved his hand and the bathrobe fell down smoothly.
The fair and moist skin and the graceful and unique figure really gave Mu Lichuan more impulsive ideas.
"Come on."
Ye Xingchen was still expressionless, looking at Mu Lichuan as if he wanted to see something.
Seeing that Mu Lichuan was motionless, she took the initiative to approach him.
"Why don't you continue?"
There was a hint of provocation in Ye Xingchen's tone: "Can a kiss satisfy you? Or are you used to sleeping with women outside and you are no longer interested in me?"
Ye Xingchen approached step by step, and his words became more and more sharp.
"Shut up!"
Mu Lichuan held Ye Xingchen with one hand, bringing her close to him, and held her waist with the other hand.
"Xingchen... please... don't force me anymore." Mu Lichuan's breath became heavy.
"Who is forcing whom?"
Ye Xingchen did not show any weakness and took the initiative to put his lips close to Mu Lichuan. Their bodies were so close that they could feel the hot body temperature of each other through their clothes.
Ye Xingchen tilted his head, raised his toes, and breathed into Mu Lichuan's ear: "I really look down on you."
And the moment he stepped on his feet, he hugged Mu Lichuan even closer.
Mu Lichuan wanted to indulge himself for a moment. He picked up Ye Xingchen horizontally, gently placed him on the bed, and kissed him heavily.
This time Ye Xingchen didn't resist, but he didn't cater to him either, and allowed Mu Lichuan to manipulate him.
When Mu Lichuan raised his head and was about to unbutton his shirt, two crystal clear tears fell from the corners of Ye Xingchen's eyes.
He immediately raised his arms angrily, put his clothes in order, got up and got out of bed.
He walked to where Ye Xingchen's bathrobe fell off, picked it up, buried his head deeply in it, and groaned in pain.
Opening the closet, she took a pajama dress and walked towards Ye Xingchen, gently putting it on for her.
I love you.
This is what Mu Lichuan has silently read in his heart thousands of times, but he has never said it in front of Ye Xingchen.
The next second, Mu Lichuan took his coat and left the room.
He walked downstairs, sat on the sofa for a while, and then got up again.
He took a few steps and then sat down, sat down and then stood up again...
This cycle repeats over and over again, and the anger inside is difficult to calm down.
He didn't want Ye Xingchen to know, so he rushed to the garden.
"Ah!" A roar, full of helplessness, sadness and anger.
The birds on the trees were awakened and flew into the night sky, and the flowers and grass trembled in fear.
Ye Xingchen stood up and walked to the window, his tears shining in the moonlight, and the moonlight scattered on Mu Lichuan's face and body.