[69 Book Bar-www.] His eyes became wet.

He must have lost a very important memory. He covered his forehead and shook it vigorously. He had a splitting headache and squatted down suddenly.

Mu Mian was startled. She wrapped her shirt in a haphazard way, jumped off the round table, squatted beside Song Baiyang and supported him: "What's wrong with you?" Her voice was filled with anxiety, heartache and worry that could not be concealed.

His eyes were frighteningly bright in the darkness, wanting to burn her.

She shrank back.

He sensed her intention to retreat and pressed her shoulders with his big hands: "Don't leave me."

Mianmian...don't leave me...

His fragile expression coincided with that of years ago.

Her tears fell on the back of his hand.

"Who are you?" If it were a chance encounter, he wouldn't go to the appointment so easily, wouldn't let himself do anything wrong, wouldn't look at him with such eyes. He put his hand on her mask and paused.

Her eyes were clearly telling him not to reveal it.

Slender fingers held the trembling hand: "Don't open it, I won't leave you, as long as you don't look for me."

It was illogical, but Song Baiyang understood it.

Almost all women are attracted to him. Only this mysterious woman who appears unexpectedly seems to be eager to leave him immediately and does not want to have anything to do with him.

When she looked at him, her eyes had emotions as deep as the ocean.

She seems to love him.

"Why are you here?" Song Baiyang asked her.

Mu Mian thought for a while, then pulled out a forced smile: "The person I once loved looked very similar to you."

Song Baiyang froze, he... in her eyes... was a substitute?

"What about him?"

Mu Mian turned her head and looked into his eyes, catching his disappointment that he had no time to hide: "He is dead. In this world, he loves me the most, and I love him the most."

"Then you..." Song Baiyang lowered his head, "Why did you promise me not to leave?"

Mu Mian leaned over and said, "Because I miss him so much."

Very much.

Song Baiyang, I miss you very much.

Her lips traced his quietly and warmly.

Detailed feel contours.

He raised his hands, hugged her slender waist, and held her tightly in his arms.

Suddenly there was only pure white kiss and warm embrace between them.

She is because of her dead ex.

It's because of missing memory.

They seem to be keeping warm together as if they each have what they need.

The night is deep.

Mu Mian said quietly in his arms: "It's time for me to go."

If they don't leave, Qingtian and Guangnuo will rebel. Lin and Junzhu love them too much and can't suppress these two little devils. She also promised them that she would bring back the black forest cake.

"I'll send you off." Song Baiyang pulled her. He hadn't felt so mentally soothed and relaxed for a long time. She was like a drug that stabilized him.

Mu Mian thought for a while and finally nodded.

Song Baiyang showed a child-like smile.

Luxury cars are driving on busy roads, and there are tall and tall trees on the roadside. Commercial areas, neon lights, billboards, brand stores, and cafes are lined up in rows on the street.

Mu Mian's hand was placed on Song Baiyang's lap, holding it tightly. He couldn't bear to let her go.

His attachment to her does not lie in desire.

She was like a poppy, able to calm his soul.

red light.

Song Baiyang stopped.

He suddenly remembered something, and took out a white touch-screen mobile phone from the bag behind the car seat. The body was very thin, and behind it was a casing studded with peridot stones.

Like the first green leaves in spring.

Mu Mian stared.

"Do you like it?" He held the phone in his long sleeve fingers and waved it in front of her eyes.

In fact, it’s not that Mu Mian likes it or not, but that this mobile phone belongs to her. It was one of a pair of mobile phones that he had ordered from France when he imprisoned her five years ago and allowed her to go to school. This mobile phone is

It was targeted, there would be no arrears, and you could only make calls to another cell phone, the one belonging to Song Baiyang. Mu Mian complained about this cell phone very much at the time, but couldn't help but like it.

It's still there.

Song Baiyang hasn't thrown it away yet.

But why give it to her?

Song Baiyang actually found it strange himself. He couldn't bear to throw away this expensive old mobile phone. The only old housekeeper who might know its origin was in a car accident with him and passed away.

The moment he saw Mu Mian, he wanted to give her this mobile phone.

It's not entirely because of ease of contact.

Mu Mian looked at the green peridot and nodded. She still liked it.

Over the years, she has become stronger and more mature. Only her preferences remain unchanged.

Including, I still love this man.

She held the phone in her arms and turned to look outside.

A dessert shop slides into view.

"Hey. Stop the car." Mu Mian shouted.

Song Baiyang followed her line of sight and looked outside, and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his lips. Such a big person actually liked eating cakes like a little girl.

"I'll go shopping with you." Song Baiyang was rarely patient.

Miss Mu didn't show any dignity at all. She politely smiled and declined: "No, let's break up." After saying that, she got out of the car and left.

She didn't want to leave her at all, and she left so neatly?

Song Baiyang felt a little unhappy.

Mu Mian was worried in her heart, she had to hurry up. What if they were sold out? The little devil would torture himself to death.

Song Baiyang's car drove away.

A woman wearing a suit and trousers walked out from the corner of the street.

Her eyes were staring brightly at Mu Mian who walked out of the cake shop. Seeing how she breathed a sigh of relief happily, she couldn't help but clenched her hands.

Mu Mian...she is actually still alive. Moreover, she lives so wantonly and freely...

She answered the phone with a sweet and gentle smile, as if she was talking to her beloved again.

Does she have a boyfriend? She even has contact with Song Baiyang...

So... did Song Baiyang remember her...

Song Juan bit her lip, her heart full of torment. She had followed her from the Empire State Building to here, and she had no idea what to do. Song Baiyang looked at her with tender, nostalgic eyes, so frank.

She doesn't want it! She is the one who has been by Song Baiyang's side for so many years.

That dead woman Zhu Zhu has been unclean for a long time. There is nothing to be afraid of. She has a photo of Zhu Zhu in her hand. As long as she shows it to Song Baiyang, he will definitely no longer be attached to her. But... Song Juan thought sadly, Song Baiyang now

Hot and popular, only Zhu Zhu's presence can guarantee that Song Baiyang will not be affected by other women!

Song Juan thought so and suddenly smiled. She took out her mobile phone and answered Zhu Zhu's call.

Zhu Zhu's voice was so sweet that she wanted to squeeze out the water.

He seemed to be panting and asked her impatiently: "What's the matter?"

Song Juan was disdainful and knew that Zhu Zhu was doing those dirty things again.

"Miss Zhu Zhu, I just saw Mu Mian." Her voice was smooth without any fluctuation.

Zhu Zhu enjoyed the happiness that Ou Ran gave her and couldn't think at all. She just hummed twice and hung up the phone.

As soon as Mu Mian hung up the phone with his son, he received a series of fatal questions from his assistant: "Director Mu, we will leave for Qingyuan Island the day after tomorrow in the morning."

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