The moonlight filtered through the window into the inner room, sprinkling upon the inseparable couple and coating them with a layer of romantic silver light.
Zhou Rang followed Su Nan's lead and took off his suit jacket and trousers, leaving only a white shirt on his body. His slender fingers were still unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
As he bent down to kiss her, a silver chain slipped out and landed on Su Nan's neck. Feeling a chill, she subconsciously pushed him away a little. When she lowered her eyes, she clearly saw the shining ring.
Su Nan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes became clearer. The fingers that were holding his shirt couldn't help but lose strength, wrinkling the originally neat and tidy fabric.
The most tormenting thing for one's mind is the fall from clarity.
Struggle, regret, and inner condemnation reappeared again and again as she fell into depravity, but they could not stop her.
That's it, just this once.
Su Nan couldn't help but cry out in pain at the initial onset of pain and a tearing sensation spread throughout his body. She bit the soft flesh on his shoulder, and whimpering sobs rang in his ears, but with an unconcealable joy and pleasure.
Even naked in this deep winter, the two of them felt hot all over and kept hugging each other tightly, as if they wanted to rub each other into their own flesh and blood, so that nothing could separate them.
"Happy birthday." She heard him whisper in a trance.
The shaking sofa, the scattered clothes, and the ambiguous smell all highlight the absurdity of this night.
Outside the window, a light rain started to fall, hitting the windowsill continuously, making a clattering sound, disturbing my sweet dreams.
Su Nan frowned and opened his eyes impatiently. After two seconds of dazed confusion, he finally remembered where he was and what he had done last night.
Before she had time to think about it, she felt the furnace-like human sleeping mat beneath her.
The two of them slept on the sofa, entangled in each other's arms. She lay on his chest and wore her own loose coat all night. She didn't feel cold at all, but was rather hot.
She moved her body slightly and felt a wave of soreness and swelling in her lower body. Her face turned red and she supported herself on the sofa to get up. There was no sound, but she seemed to hear the sound of water splashing.
It's been blocked for a long time, that's what it is.
Infuriated, Su Nan couldn't help but slap the man under him in the face. He bit his lower lip and stared at the man who was just waking up in embarrassment and annoyance, calling him a shameless thing.
"Nannan."
The hoarse voice calling out was carried into her ears by the wind, bringing a tingling sensation.
Zhou Rang subconsciously pulled Su Nan into his arms and kissed her red lips gently. He didn't notice her strange expression at all, nor did he care about the slap in the face just now.
"Let me go." Su Nan broke free from Zhou Rang's arms, rolled over, and fell off the sofa wrapped in his coat.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Rang sat up nervously, grabbed Su Nan's arm and tried to pull her up from the ground, but his hand was waved away.
Su Nan pulled the tassel decoration on the sofa and sat up from the ground. Only then did he realize that his legs were so weak because of what happened last night that he couldn't move or stand up.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Rang sitting naked on the sofa. He picked up the shirt at his feet and threw it on his thighs in a bad mood to cover up the thing that shouldn't be seen.
Seeing this, Zhou Rang suddenly let out a muffled laugh, then suddenly leaned over, got close to Su Nan, and said lightly, "I know you're shy. I'll go wash up first and make you breakfast."
The close distance made their hearts beat fast.
For some unknown reason, Su Nan nodded.
Seeing Zhou Rang disappear at the corner of the stairs on the first floor, Su Nan sighed dejectedly and punched the sofa cushion hard. Then, fearing that he would suddenly appear again, he quickly picked up his clothes and put them on.
*
After a quick shower, Zhou Rang went downstairs in casual clothes. When he saw the empty living room, he felt as if his breath was being strangled. He blinked his long eyelashes and searched the first floor thoroughly without giving up.
Finally, looking at the car keys and the bag she left there last night that disappeared from the entrance, she fell into deep thought with a dim look in her eyes.
If the mess on the sofa hadn't told him that what happened last night was real, he would have thought it was just a beautiful dream. But why did she run away?
Could it be that she regretted it and still liked that man and didn't want to be with herself?
*
On the wide road, a car was driving slowly. This was Su Nan's first time driving a car of this era. He was a little unfamiliar with the technology, so he didn't dare to drive too fast.
She could only be thankful that there were no traffic police arresting people for driving without a license, otherwise she would have been taken directly to the police station.
(Don't drive without a license. The woman had a driver's license in her previous life. This is fictional history, and everything is for the sake of the plot.)
After making many turns and asking for directions countless times, Su Nan finally returned to the guesthouse. After entering the room, the first thing he did was to take a hot bath.
Looking at her face in the mirror after putting on makeup, although it was still pretty, it was caked and patchy. She even felt disgusted when she saw it. She didn't know how Zhou Rang had the nerve to say anything to her that morning.
Thinking of this, Su Nan's expression became visibly lonely, and a hint of self-mockery appeared on his lips.
Su Nan, Su Nan, one day you actually did something that only a mistress who is despised by everyone would do. You slept with someone else's husband and someone else's father. You are so shameless.
Although you were the "original wife" at the beginning, you are not like that now.
Confused, confused.
"Ah." Su Nan couldn't help but scream, venting his inner resentment and guilt.
After taking a shower, Su Nan didn't care about her physical discomfort and fatigue, and packed her luggage and prepared to return to Shanghai. She remembered that there was another bus in the afternoon.
Before leaving, she told the front desk clerk to hand over the car and car keys to the manager of Nanzhou Hotel.
After the rain, the sky cleared up and the air was filled with the fresh smell of autumn. Su Nan took a deep breath and walked to the bus stop. Even though she was dressed modestly and wore a mask, her tall figure and outstanding temperament still attracted the attention of passers-by.
Su Nan adjusted the brim of his hat and looked up inadvertently, and saw a huge poster on the wall of a high-rise building across the street, his eyes flashing slightly.
Only a career that you have devoted your heart to can be firmly in your hands and you can see the results. However, those vague and illusory things cannot be grasped or touched, and they only increase your time cost in vain, but in the end you get nothing.
What is it?
After Su Nan returned to Shanghai, he directly rejected the advertising cooperation, severed his only tie with Zhou Rang, and quickly devoted himself to the planning of the "rich" store.
But within a week, someone came to the door.
Considering that her home was too far from the Shanghai Film Studio, making it inconvenient for her to commute to get off work, Su Nan moved to this area alone and rented a one-bedroom apartment.
That day, Su Nan had just gotten up and was washing up when she heard someone knocking on the door. She thought it was Feng Meng coming to bring her breakfast, so she opened the door without any precautions.
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