Chapter 274 Mu Nanyan, I like you
Mu Nanyan sighed helplessly. She had not intended to pry into Lu Yiran's privacy and let him open the door himself, but seeing him like this, she was afraid that she would have to wait until tomorrow morning for him to open the door.
"Never mind, what's the password? I'll help you open it."
Lu Yiran was silent for a moment, then whispered, "0216."
Mu Nanyan heard this and said subconsciously:
"I asked you to tell me your home password, why did you tell me my birthday..."
Mu Nanyan was stunned as soon as she finished speaking. An incredible thought popped up in her mind. Could the password to Lu Yiran's house be...
At this moment, Lu Yiran looked up at Mu Nanyan and said seriously: "This is the password of my house..."
The sensor lights in the corridor suddenly dimmed, and in the darkness, Mu Nanyan could hear her own violent heartbeat.
The password to Lu Yiran's house turned out to be his birthday... Was it a coincidence or...
Mu Nanyan didn't know how to face Lu Yiran for a moment. She quickly entered the password.
When the number "0216" lit up on the combination lock, Mu Nanyan's fingertips trembled slightly.
She hurriedly pressed the confirmation button, and the mechanical prompt sound was particularly clear in the silent corridor.
"Ding—the password is correct, unlocked."
When the door opened and Mu Nanyan helped Lu Yiran into the room, she didn't even dare to look down at him, for fear of meeting those unfathomable eyes.
"Please sit down for a while."
Mu Nanyan placed him on the sofa, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, as if it was a refuge.
The water was gurgling, and she rested her hands on the marble countertop, but the cool temperature couldn't cool the heat on her cheeks.
The honey in the glass gradually melted, just like her confused thoughts at the moment. What did Lu Yiran mean? Why was his password her birthday?
Mu Nanyan shook her head. Since she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it. She turned off the faucet, took the cup of honey water, and walked out of the kitchen.
Mu Nanyan walked into the living room carrying a glass of warm honey water, the glass gleaming amber under the light.
She placed the cup gently on the coffee table, and there was a crisp sound when the bottom of the cup touched the glass table top.
"Here's the honey water. Remember to drink it. I'm leaving now."
Her voice was very soft, and she turned to leave.
But just as she took a step, a warm hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Lu Yiran exerted a little force, and Mu Nanyan felt dizzy and fell onto the soft sofa.
Her heart skipped a beat, and when she came to her senses, she found Lu Yiran's face very close to her, and those eyes that were always cold and clear were now slightly watery.
"Lu Yiran, what are you doing!"
She frowned, her voice sounding a bit annoyed, but she unconsciously softened her tone the moment she met his gaze.
The man's palm tightened a little, and his bony fingers left a faint red mark on her slender wrist.
“Don’t go…”
His voice was a little hoarse, and the ending tone was very long, like a spider silk wrapped in honey, entangling people bit by bit.
Mu Nanyan lowered her eyes and looked at their folded hands.
This was not the first time Lu Yiran held her hand today. The drunk Lu Yiran was particularly clingy, which made Mu Nanyan a little uncomfortable.
"You've had too much to drink."
She tried to pull her hand back, her tone filled with helplessness that she herself didn't even notice.
"I'm not drunk."
Lu Yiran shook his head, a few strands of hair falling in front of his forehead, making him look less fierce than usual.
Mu Nanyan snorted lightly: "Only people who are drunk will say that they are not drunk."
Lu Yiran was silent, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Mu Nanyan glanced at her watch and saw that the hour hand was pointing to two o'clock in the morning.
She usually goes to bed at this time, but now she is so sleepy and has to go to work tomorrow, so she just wants to go back and have a good sleep.
"You've been drinking, so don't take a bath tonight. Drink the honey water and go to rest. I should go back to bed too."
There was weariness in her voice, and her fingertips lightly tapped the honey water on the coffee table.
When Lu Yiran heard the concern hidden in her words, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
She still thinks about him, does that mean...she still cares?
But the next second, Mu Nanyan frowned and twitched her wrist that he was holding tightly:
"Could you please let go of my hand first?"
"If I let go, you'll leave..."
His voice was low and raspy, with a hint of stubbornness, like a child who refused to let go of his favorite toy.
Mu Nanyan suddenly smiled, with a helpless arc at the corner of her lips:
"Lu Yiran, when you sober up tomorrow morning and think about how you are now, will you wish you could lose your memory?"
"I regret it now." He looked at her steadily, his eyes deep.
Mu Nanyan was stunned. She didn't understand what he meant. If he regretted it, why did he still hold her tightly? He was really drunk.
Before she could respond, Lu Yiran suddenly spoke, his voice was very soft, but every word was clear: "I regret not telling you earlier, I like you."
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Mu Nanyan looked at him quietly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes.
This was the first time she heard Lu Yiran say "like", but her heart was like a stagnant pool of water, not even bothering to form ripples.
"Lu Yiran, do you know who I am?" she asked lightly, her tone as if she was coaxing a drunk.
"I know. You are Mu Nanyan, my wife, the mother of my child...the person I love."
Every word Lu Yiran said was like a stone, falling heavily into the silent pool without causing any splash.
Mu Nanyan was so sleepy that her eyelids were heavy. Everything she heard went in one ear and out the other, and her brain was too lazy to process it. Besides, Lu Yiran was quite drunk now. It would be really funny if she took what he said seriously.
She nodded perfunctorily:
"Are you done? I'll leave if you're done."
Lu Yiran froze.
He waited for so long and mustered up the courage to confess his feelings, but all he got in return was her nonchalant reply, "Are you done yet?"
What did she mean by this? He had said it so bluntly, why didn't she react at all?
Seeing that he was silent, Mu Nanyan thought he was finally willing to let her go. She was about to stand up, but she found that his wrist was still held by her. She looked up in confusion:
"Anything else?"
"You... don't have anything to say?" His voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible expectation.
"Yes, let go, I want to go back to sleep."
Mu Nanyan rubbed her sore eyes as she spoke.
Lu Yiran:??? Did she simply ignore what he just said?
Lu Yiran's face was filled with black lines. This was the first time he confessed his feelings to someone, and he actually...
Unwillingness surged in his chest. He took a deep breath and repeated word by word:
"Mu Nanyan, I like you."
This time, he stared into her eyes, not giving her any chance to escape.
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