The moonlight filtered through the window into the inner room, sprinkling on the two inseparable people and giving them a layer of romantic silver light.
Zhou Rang took off his suit jacket and trousers with Su Nan's strength, 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 eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes became clearer. The fingers that were holding his shirt could not help but increase their strength, wrinkling the originally neat and tidy fabric.
Sober depravity is the most tormenting to the human mind.
Struggle, regret, and inner condemnation appeared repeatedly as she fell into depravity, but they could not stop her.
That's it, just this once.
The initial pain and tearing sensation spread throughout his body. Su Nan couldn't help but let out a cry of pain and bit the soft flesh of his shoulder. Sobbing and sobbing sounded in his ears, but with joy and pleasure that were difficult to conceal.
In this deep winter, naked, the two of them felt hot all over, 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." In a trance, she heard his whisper.
The shaking sofa, the scattered clothes and the ambiguous smell all highlight the absurdity of this night.
I don't know when a drizzle started outside the window, and it kept hitting the windowsill, making a clattering sound, which disturbed my sweet sleep.
Su Nan frowned and opened his eyes impatiently. After two seconds of being in a daze, 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, intertwined. She lay on his chest, wearing her own large coat all night, but she didn't feel cold at all. Instead, she felt very 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. She made no sound, but she seemed to hear the sound of water.
This is what happens when it's blocked for too long.
After being angry and ashamed, 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 with embarrassment and annoyance, what a shameless thing.
"Nannan."
The hoarse voice calling out blew into her ears with 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 heavy slap 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.
"No?" 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 held onto the tassel decoration on the sofa and sat up from the ground. Only then did she realize that her legs were so weak from last night's exertion that she couldn't use any strength and couldn't stand up.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Zhou Rang sitting naked on the sofa, and he unhappily picked up the shirt at his feet and threw it onto his thighs, covering up the thing that shouldn't be seen.
Seeing this, Zhou Rang suddenly let out a muffled laugh, suddenly leaned over, got close to Su Nan, and said lightly: "I know you are shy, I will go wash up first and make breakfast for you."
The close distance made their hearts beat fast.
For some unknown reason, Su Nan nodded.
Seeing Zhou Rang disappear around the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Su Nan sighed dejectedly and pounded the sofa cushion hard. Then, fearing that he would suddenly appear again, he quickly picked up his clothes and put them on.
*
Zhou Rang took a quick shower and went downstairs in casual clothes. When he saw the empty living room, he felt as if his breath was strangled. He blinked his long eyelashes and searched the first floor desperately.
Finally, she looked at the car keys that had disappeared from the entrance and the bag she had left there last night, and fell into deep thought with a dim look in her eyes.
If the messy thing 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, that she still liked that man and didn't want to be with me?
*
On the wide avenue, a car was driving slowly. This was the first time for Su Nan to drive a car of this era. He was not familiar with the technology, so he did not dare to drive too fast.
She could only be thankful that there were no traffic police to catch people driving without a license, otherwise she would have been taken to police station right away.
(Don't drive without a license. The heroine had a driver's license before. This is fictional history, and it serves 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 with powder and spots. She felt disgusted when she saw it, and she didn't know how Zhou Rang had the nerve to say that to her in the 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 despised mistress 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 her inner resentment and guilt.
After taking a shower, Su Nan ignored her physical discomfort and fatigue, and immediately packed her luggage and prepared to return to Shanghai. She remembered that there was another bus in the afternoon.
Before leaving, she gave instructions to the front desk clerk and asked him to hand over the car and car keys to the manager of "Nanzhou Hotel".
After the rain, the sky cleared up and there was a fresh smell in the air. Su Nan took a deep breath and walked towards the bus stop. Even though she was dressed in low-key clothes 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, looked up inadvertently, and saw the huge poster on the wall of the high-rise building across the street. His eyes flickered slightly.
Only the work you have worked hard on can be firmly in your hands and you can see the results. As for those vague and illusory things, which are out of reach and intangible, only waste time and effort, but in the end you get nothing.
What's the use?
After Su Nan returned to Shanghai, he immediately rejected the advertising cooperation, cut off the 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 got 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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