Zhou Le finally chose a skirt with thin straps and asked the clerk to wrap it up. Mu Qingshan quickly got up and walked to the counter to pay the bill. The goods in the store were not too expensive. A skirt like this was only about 600 yuan after discount. Mu Qingshan's current economic situation was nothing. The two walked out of the fashion store. It was already a little late. The street was full of people returning home after get off work, and hurriedly flowing around them. Looking at these busy people, Mu Qingshan suddenly felt a sense of confusion.

If I had never left the jungle, I might be a simple and happy rural youth. If I had found a job smoothly after leaving the campus, then maybe I would be like the office workers in front of me, wandering all day long, wandering in this city with bright lights and wine. But now I can't say what kind of state I am in. Outside the world of ordinary people, I have stepped up to a state that ordinary people cannot reach in one step. Although I have gained a lot, I have also lost the fun of being an ordinary person.

Zhou Le reached out and pulled Mu Qingshan, who was suddenly stunned, and asked softly: "Xiaomu, where are we going now?"

Mu Qingshan came to his senses and looked at the familiar smile in front of him. He couldn't help but feel warm and blurted out: "You can go anywhere, just be with you!"

For the first time, when Zhou Le heard Mu Qingshan say such words that made her face blush and her ears blush, Zhou Le’s face suddenly smiled brightly, showing the signature witch expression of her school days. He grabbed Mu Qingshan’s arm and smiled: “Okay! Come with me!”

After saying that, Zhou Le pulled Mu Qingshan and rushed straight into the hotel lobby on the side of the road. Entered the hotel lobby and headed straight to the reception desk. Zhou Le reached out to take out his wallet while walking. Mu Qingshan was shocked and asked repeatedly: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Le gave him a blank look and replied angrily: "Check a room!"

Although the sound was not loud, Mu Qingshan still blushed in shame when he heard it, for fear that others would hear it. At this time, Zhou Le had already completed the check-in procedures as quickly as possible, and took the room card and pulled Mu Qingshan all the way upstairs. Several hotel staff in the front hall laughed softly, and the two seemed to be a little anxious. Moreover, the order of men and women seemed to be reversed.

Entering the room, he closed the door with his backhand. Zhou Le shook off the shoes on his feet in a few seconds, and like a child, he threw himself on the soft big bed, then frowned slightly, raised his smooth calves, and said seriously: "It's so tiring! People open the room for rest, don't have any intentions!" Although he said this, Zhou Le's expression seemed to be a smile on his face, and he wanted to refuse.

The flames in Mu Qingshan's heart were ignited suddenly. Looking at Zhou Le deliberately posing in a seductive position on the bed, dry lips and tongue were inevitable, and the last spiritual platform was still clear. Mu Qingshan barely sat by the bed. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, no intention!"

Seeing Mu Qingshan speaking so unnaturally, Zhou Le giggled and said, "Follow!

Don't you like me?"

Mu Qingshan quickly shook his head vigorously and said repeatedly: "No, no!"

A pair of arms like cream wrapped around Mu Qingshan's neck. Zhou Le leaned over to Mu Qingshan's ear and said, "Xiaomu, you want me!"

"Ah!" The redness on Mu Qingshan's face had fallen to his neck, and his whole body was as hot as charcoal burning.

Two warm and seductive lips were pressed on, and something was finally about to happen.

"Wait! Wait a minute!" An unexpected thing happened. Mu Qingshan actually turned his head and dodged Zhou Le's kiss. He chose to hold Zhou Le's shoulder with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Le, I like you, I have never changed, but there is one thing I must ask clearly."

Zhou Le's expression became astonished, and his body softened from the fiery stiffness. In her impression, how could Mu Qingshan have such an expression appear on her face? But she didn't know how much Mu Qingshan had experienced during this period, so people will certainly change, especially a man who is gradually growing.

Mu Qingshan was also in pain and conflicted. He neither wanted to hurt Zhou Le, but he had to ask some things clearly. This is his personality.

"My mind has never changed. I just don't understand why you can think that I don't exist. I have come to you several times, and I can't see you every time, and I don't leave any message to me. If you become cold to me and even don't want to pay attention to me this time, I'm mentally prepared to accept it, but you can be intimate with me like a person who is fine. I can't stand it. I just want to ask clearly whether there is my existence in your heart!"

Mu Qingshan expressed his doubts in his heart in one breath. He was just simple, but not a fool. There was no such lover in the world! Mu Qingshan was not the kind of man who could be summoned and lingered away.

Zhou Le's reaction was strange. He was first shocked, then with a hint of anger, and finally turned into a sad smile. He moved backwards, sighed quietly, and said, "Xiaomu, I don't want to cause trouble for you. Do you really want to know why? With your personality, I'm afraid that if you know these things, you will harm you!"

Mu Qingshan's eyes flashed and she became powerful without anger. She nodded and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, I still said the same thing. I, Mu Qingshan, have never changed my feelings for you. I will carry the big things for you."

Zhou Le sighed again and said, "Actually, it's not as complicated as you think. It's just my family affairs. I don't want to use someone else's hand to complete it. I'll tell you again if you have the chance in the future, okay?"

Mu Qingshan wanted to ask again, but Zhou Le had already rushed into her arms. With her understanding of her, Mu Qingshan knew very well. He wanted her not to say anything, and she couldn't ask any reason.

"I really want you to hold me and lie here quietly, that's enough." Zhou Le murmured in Mu Qingshan's ear.

Mu Qingshan was speechless, gently hugged Zhou Le's slender waist, buried her pretty face deep in her chest, and smelled a faint fragrance from her nose.

"Don't separate from us anymore. OK?" Mu Qingshan hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered this simple but most sincere love word in Zhou Le's ear.

Zhou Le's whole body trembled slightly. After a while, he said as if he was determined: "It's not possible yet. It's not convenient for you to go to where I live now."

"Is this a reason?" Mu Qingshan's heart sank and didn't say anything. He just felt his chest was a little blocked. Although he was holding Zhou Le in his arms, he felt that her heart was far away from him. It was so far away. Zhou Le seemed to feel Mu Qingshan's mood and hurriedly said: "Silly. It's not what you think! My unit and I

The girls in the room are just living together, where do you think of it? This is my card. There is my phone number on it. If you miss me, you can call me!"

Mu Qingshan simply kept silent. With her understanding of Zhou Le, the more she forced her to speak, the more she refused to say it, and the more she ignored her, she said it all.

Sure enough, when Zhou Le saw Mu Qingshan not speaking for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back his anger and said in a soft voice: "Xiaomu, it's all my fault, I am actually."

Just as he was about to finish speaking, a pleasant cell phone ringtone suddenly rang in the handbag beside the bed. Zhou Le quickly took out his cell phone and answered the phone.

"Hey! It's me! Director Zhang, hello! What? The Ma family's case is in trouble again? OK, okay. I'll come right away!" Zhou Le's expression when answering the phone was like a different person, extremely capable.

"I am now near the Chuhua Hotel. You can drive the car to the hotel door to pick me up. OK, that's it!" Zhou Le closed the phone and looked at Mu Qingshan with an apology.

Mu Qingshan nodded and pretended to be nothing, saying, "Are you leaving?"

Zhou Le bit his lip, hugged Mu Qingshan's broad shoulders, and said in Mu Qingshan's ear: "Baby, I'll miss you!" After that, he pecked Mu Qingshan's lips heavily, and then quickly dressed neatly, carrying a slight scent of fragrance, and walked out of the door.

Mu Qingshan did not stop Zhou Le's thoughts, but let her leave, lying alone on the bed, looking at the dots outside the window, and felt a little sadness in his heart, but more of it felt like he was much more mature.

Everyone has their own choices. It can be seen that unlike when he was on campus, Zhou Le already has a very clear life goal, and what is his life goal? Mu Qingshan also felt a little confused.

When I opened my eyes, the sunlight outside the window was so strong that it was a bit dazzling. Mu Qingshan slept very deeply. He tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. All he thought about was Zhou Le's shadow of the debt. He didn't fall asleep until the early morning. Unexpectedly, he slept until noon after a night.

Mu Qingshan came out of the hotel lobby and had already memorized Zhou Le's phone number and information on the card in his heart, but he thought that he would not call her casually. There were two days left on vacation. Should he call her within these two days?

Bored, I wandered around the streets casually without any destination. I followed the direction of the crowd and unknowingly walked to the entrance of the underground passage.

The monotonous guitar sound and a hoarse voice came from the passage. When I heard it, I felt the urge to cry. Mu Qingshan seemed to be attracted and chased him along the source of the sound.

Although the lights in the underground passage are bright, they still give people a suffocating feeling. A thin man with a bearded face is not very old, and is pulling out the old guitar in his hand and playing out the simple notes. Combined with the man's unique hoarse neutral voice, it gives people a very special taste.

The traffic of people in the underground passage during this period is very average. Passers-by are walking in a hurry, at most they just glance at the guitarist. No one will really stop, let alone throw a little change into the broken hat in front of the guitarist. Mu Qingshan stood quietly beside the misty guitarist, listening carefully to the generation of every note. As his heart strings kept beating with the guitarist, familiar figures appeared in his mind, as if he was back to his dream last night.

At the end of the song, the guitarist looked at Mu Qingshan silently, shook his head, and pointed to the broken hat on the ground.

Mu Qingshan was stunned at first, and immediately understood. He quickly took out a handful of change from his pocket and put it respectfully into the shriveled hat of the guitarist. Mu Qingshan was not stingy with his respect for those who could use music to move him.

Seeing this, the guitarist immediately became interested. Perhaps because of loneliness, the man put down the guitar in his hand, took out a pack of cigarettes of unknown brands, first lit one for himself, then threw it towards Mu Qingshan, and said, "Hey! Brother, come one?"

Mu Qingshan gently bent his fingers and flew backwards, and fell backwards to the palm of the guitarist. He shook his head and signaled that he would not smoke.

The guitar hand was stunned when he held the cigarette box in his hand. He couldn't understand for a long time. Mu Qingshan had just revealed this move, which was already considered an internal skill.

"I really have some tricks! Little brother! Are you unhappy? Tell me this stranger and maybe you will feel better!" This person has been in society for a long time, and you can tell at a glance that Mu Qingshan has some worries.

Mu Qingshan shook his head. He didn't want to talk to people at this moment, just listen to music or calm down.

The guitarist saw that Mu Qingshan was not in tune with him, so he pulled out the strings a few more times, making a smooth sound of string merging, then turned around and smiled at Mu Qingshan and said, "What's wrong? Have you broken up? Or have your girlfriend quarreled?"

Mu Qingshan smiled like a self-deprecatingly and turned around to leave. The guitar took a step forward, grabbed Mu Qingshan's sleeve and said, "Little brother, can you do a favor?"

Mu Qingshan stopped in shock. The guitarist continued, "Children, have you brought money? 800 yuan, I'll sell you a ticket to Yang Linxuan's singer club. How about it?"

Mu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't have much interest. The down-and-out guitarist was afraid that Mu Qingshan would run away, so he quickly took out a wrinkled ticket from his pocket and shouted: "Five hundred yuan, take it away! For the sake of your understanding of my music!"

Mu Qingshan made a fuck and turned around and left. The things like the singer's club tickets were really attractive to him.

"Okay! I'll give you this ticket. Just give some food. I haven't eaten for two days." The guitarist was a little anxious and shouted in extreme depression.

Mu Qingshan stopped. It was not that this ticket that no one knew was real or fake attracted him, but that the unlucky guitarist could play and sing such good music in such a hungry state, which was really powerful.

Mu Qingshan thought about it, took out a roll of paper money from his pocket, counted out eight hundred yuan bills, and handed it over. Seeing that Mu Qingshan was willing to pay for money, he was also willing to pay so much, he was overjoyed and stuffed the tickets into Mu Qingshan's hands. After taking the money, he started packing things and leaving. Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site is oh!

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