Time has no trace and can be found

It was so quiet that I felt like I wanted to hear the sound of my own heart.

We looked at each other silently, and my mind snapped back to what he had just said.

At this moment, I really can't see through Mu Jianchen.

He still looked at me with those beautiful eyes, without blinking.

He was quietly waiting for me to answer.

What does he mean by that?

The incomprehension in my heart slowly struck with resentment.

My lips still seem to be hot.

The atmosphere was a little cold, and I felt like my cold personality was coming up again.

"Are you provoking me?" I am now in a posture like a big sister who is ready to quarrel at any time.

When I looked at him directly, I accidentally saw the fine sweat on his forehead, and I unconsciously thought that he was a wounded person, and I took a shallow and deep breath to persuade myself not to care.

Who made him a patient?

He looked innocent, the anger in his eyes disappeared, and he was replaced by a pair of big innocent eyes, just like that, looking at me with watery eyes, "No

".

。。。

This young man still has two faces?

I rolled my eyes, then unconsciously yawned.

I came in with sleepy eyes, and now my body is telling me that it's time to sleep.

"Come up and sleep," Mu Jianchen said.

What?

I looked at him in amazement as if I had heard something terrible.

"Don't you know that there is a difference between men and women? "I almost stuttered.

"We're only teenagers" Mu Jianchen leaned closer to me slightly and smiled evilly at me.

"I'm going back," I nodded, and pushed him away from myself.

Hearing me say this, Mu Jianchen's face changed slightly, and he grabbed the corner of my clothes and didn't let me go.

"You said you wanted to stay with me. He frowned, really like a schoolboy who hadn't fully grown up.

I feel that I really don't know Mu Jianchen so well, and sometimes, I will really be surprised by his changes all at once.

He looked down at the corner of my clothes, rubbed his fingers a few times, kept pinching, and then got out of bed himself, picked up the pillow next to the bed, and went to lie down on the small sofa next to the desk.

He pulled a small blanket over it, then grabbed it and covered himself, revealing only his head.

"Sleep," he said decisively.

I watched him in action for a moment.

"Please turn off the lights, thanks" he winked at me.

It was still raining outside, but the thunder still sounded from time to time, and I saw that Mu Jianchen's hand holding the quilt had not let go.

I was silent, went to turn off the lights, and went to bed unceremoniously.

Although there was a smell of ointment, I could still smell the faint fragrance on Mu Jianchen's body.

In this quilt, the fragrance is particularly noticeable.

In the room without lights, the two of them gradually calmed down their breathing.

I looked out the window and saw the people on the couch rising and falling.

"Lin Huanhuan. "

He's calling me.

I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear.

"Lin Huanhuan".

He shouted again.

"Why" I was really sleepy, and after responding to him, I yawned.

“。。。 Nothing," he heard my answer, and as if relieved, he said no more.

My mind gradually sank, and I fell asleep in a daze...

It seems that there is no loud thunder in the middle of the night, and the rain behind must have gradually stopped.

Mu Jianchen didn't seem to have nightmares, anyway, I slept soundly, as soon as I opened my eyes, it was already daytime, and bright light came in through the window, and occasionally I heard bursts of bird calls, which was really the taste of early morning.

If it was my own bed, I would definitely be in it. But it wasn't my bed, I rubbed my eyes, propped myself up with one hand, and looked at the couch - it was empty.

Mu Jianchen got up so early?

I thought about it as I got into a hurry, I don't want Fleur to find out that the two of us were in the same room yesterday...

When I was arranging the quilt, my eyes looked at the desk without changing my eyes, and in one corner of the desk, there was a portrait of a pretty figure.

When did he draw it?

I thought as I tidied up.

Also, Mu Jianchen seems to be really talented in painting, and the picture he paints feels more delicate than that of girls.