The party finally ended.
Guests who lived nearby drove home directly, while guests who came from far away stayed in the hotel. Mu Qiu was not used to staying in hotels, so even though the hotel was a bit far from home, he still planned to go home.
The bun was a little loose, so Mu Qiu simply let her hair down, drove into a hair salon that was still open late at night, and washed her hair.
After washing his hair, Mu Qiu came to the Yulongyuan River alone.
She stood on the riverbank with her arms folded, recalling the touching moments of today's wedding. To say she wasn't envious would be a lie.
How lucky you are to be able to marry the one you love deeply.
At the age of 20, before she even had the chance to begin her youthful journey, she was told that she had reached her final destination. Mu Qiu was inevitably distressed. If possible, she would have wanted to have a grand wedding and marry the man she loved most.
Staring at the rolling river, for a moment, Mu Qiu wanted to die.
But she was afraid of death.
It was a bit cold by the river, and Mu Qiu was wearing very little, so she rubbed her arms and turned to go home. When she turned around, she realized there was someone standing behind her.
The black coat draped over Cheng Yanmo made him look majestic and indifferent.
I don't know how long he has been here.
Cheng Yanmo looked at Mu Qiu with complicated eyes. Looking closely at his cold expression, one could see that he was a little nervous, probably because he was afraid that she would jump from the river.
After a brief moment of shock, Mu Qiu came back to her senses. She raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Master Cheng."
Cheng Yanmo stared at the smile on Mu Qiu's lips and suddenly said, "I thought you were going to jump down." His cold and proud voice actually sounded trembling.
Under the night sky, Mu Qiu smiled stubbornly. "I can't bear to leave this world, but I'm also afraid of death. I will live on until the last day." Staring at the cigarette in Cheng Yanmo's mouth, Mu Qiu asked him again, "Does Master Cheng smoke too?"
Cheng Yanmo walked to the railing, holding a cigarette between his fingers. He leaned against the railing and said, "When I'm really upset, I can't help but smoke one or two."
"Master Cheng, is there something bothering you?"
"have."
Mu Qiu walked over and stood side by side with him. She asked Cheng Yanmo, "What are you worried about?"
Cheng Yanmo didn't answer.
He stared at the river in silence for a long time, until he finished his cigarette and threw the butt into the waves. Only then did he stand up and turn to stare at Mu Qiu. "Mu Qiu." The name Mu Qiu brought out the feeling of love and hate.
"Hmm?" Mu Qiu raised his head slowly. "Why..."
Cheng Yanmo suddenly pulled Mu Qiu into his arms and kissed her. Mu Qiu didn't even struggle until Cheng Yanmo was willing to let her go. Only then did Mu Qiu take a deep breath.
She was like a drowning person who breathed the air of freedom.
"Mu Qiu." Cheng Yanmo wiped the traces from the corner of Mu Qiu's mouth and said, "In the little time you have left in life, let me accompany you, okay?"
Mu Qiu was in a state of confusion, with two villains fighting in his heart.
The rational Mu Qiu said: You can't agree to her. You are a person who may die at any time. You gave him hope and then made him despair. You are a scumbag!
Love-brained Mu Qiu said: "I like him, and he likes me too. We are both adults and will be responsible for every decision we make. I want to give it a try with him. I can't bear to miss him!"
Cheng Yanmo saw through Mu Qiu's thoughts at a glance, and he struck while the iron was hot, saying, "Let's cherish the little time we have left, not think about anything else, and live every day as if it were our last. Mu Qiu, okay?"
"...Okay." She is a selfish and greedy person after all.
It was late, and Mu Qiu was very tired today. She just wanted to go home and take a bath. Cheng Yanmo saw that she looked sleepy and asked her, "Are you tired after being a bridesmaid all day?"
"My heels are sore." Mu Qiu usually wears flat shoes and sneakers, but today at Song Ci's wedding, she wore high heels the whole time. Now her feet and calves are a little sore.
She lifted her calf and rubbed her ankle, and whispered, "I want to go home and rest tonight, is that okay?" Her period had just come in the past two days, and her stomach was a little uncomfortable.
"Okay, but you're very tired, so don't drive. I'll take you back."
"Okay."
It was already one o'clock in the morning when Cheng Yanmo sent Mu Qiu to the gate of Zijing Capital.
"I'm here." Mu Qiu unbuckled his seatbelt and was about to get out of the car when Cheng Yanmo suddenly asked, "You really won't let me take you home?"
Mu Qiu shook his head. "No, if my dad saw a man sending me home late at night, he would beat me to death!"
Cheng Yanmo was a little helpless, "You are already twenty years old, how could your father bear to hit you?"
"My dad is really fierce when he beats people!" Mu Qiu pushed open the car door and turned back to give Cheng Yanmo a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out. "Brother Mo, good night."
Mu Qiu, wearing high heels, entered the residential complex. As her figure was about to disappear at the end of the residential street, she turned around and waved to Cheng Yanmo. Under the night sky, the girl's smile was gorgeous and bright, making people feel happy.
Cheng Yanmo raised the corner of his mouth and waved to her. Mu Qiu then turned and left, his figure completely blending into the darkness.
The smile on Cheng Yanmo's face gradually disappeared when he saw Mu Qiu no longer around. He couldn't smile anymore when he thought about Mu Qiu's limited time.
The night watchmen in the residential complex had seen many wealthy people and were adept at reading their expressions. Cheng Yanmo was someone whose status was obvious at first glance, so the security guard nodded at him and respectfully addressed him as "Sir."
Cheng Yanmo threw a pack of cigarettes to the security guard and asked him, "Is anyone selling a house in this neighborhood recently?"
The security guard glanced at the cigarette in his hand. It was Fuchun Mountain Villa, a very good cigarette.
The guard put the cigarette in his pocket and told Cheng Yanmo, "The Lin Group is on the verge of bankruptcy recently. I heard they want to sell the house."
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