Depraved

The raindrops fell on the glass above the head, and it was a chaotic drumbeat. Some people could hear the silence from it, but I couldn't.Just getting more and more upset.

The person in front of him had an aggrieved expression, a childish and pitiful appearance.

It's supposed to be the way I like it.

Pushing him away was very hard, but when he touched him, he restrained his strength, which made him feel funny.

Standing up, there was no rain when I went ashore, but the wind was cold, wrapping around my body, causing goose bumps all over my body.He walked quickly to the stone table, grabbed the towel and hurriedly dried off the water on his body, and put on his clothes.

I deliberately didn't think about his expression, but it still loomed in the depths of my mind.

Throwing the towel and his clothes on the bank, he sat down at the stone table and looked out into the shadowy bushes.In fact, I don't know what's so good about it.

Staring at the back, Fang Ting restrained all his expressions.Expressions are for others to see.

The sound of rain is like a song, and sorrow suddenly rushes out of the silence.Grand and complex like a symphony.

What a beautiful voice.

Don't you like innocent, well-behaved, and clever people?What, you think my acting skills are not good enough?

Sure enough, smart people don't fool around.

It's a little annoying.Too difficult to serve.

...Unfortunately, the contract has not yet expired.

Subconsciously catching the towel thrown in front of him, he glanced at the clothes that fell on the edge, and showed a specious smile.What is this for?

After hesitating for a while, Fang Ting still said what he planned to say.Now is not a good time, but he is afraid that the more troubles will get worse, the better time will be lost.

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, go to Hengdian."

Tomorrow, September [-]nd.

After the shock, I was a little dazed.the time passes so fast.As Mu Shen remembered, "Chang'an" was launched on September [-]rd.

Just almost forgot the date.

And, now, how should he answer?I'll drop you off tomorrow?Or just ignore it?

It took a long time to hear a "hmm", low and low, almost drowned in the sound of wind and rain.

Mu Shen didn't look back, Fang Ting could only see a back.childish.You can guess what he is thinking.

Biting her lip, she walked behind him, poked his back timidly, and quickly retracted her fingertips once touched.

Heh, he is really a model of dedication, although he can't see it, the expression is still in place.Fang Ting silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

"Mu Shen, I...I, forgive me, okay?" After all, I didn't intend to really annoy him.He deliberately brought a vibrato, he could understand it as crying or freezing, it doesn't matter, "I will never... never be so ignorant again."

"It's not just this," he took a deep breath and turned his head.Ating's face was timid and pitiful.It's what I thought it was at first, but it's not the real one.

I want Fang Ting, who is as cold as iron and as cunning as a fox, to finally let go of his guard against me—even if he doesn't trust me, I'd rather you look at me coldly.

I cannot tolerate any affectation of temperament.

"Fang Ting, you are not such a person, so don't act in front of me." Mu Shen paused for a moment, and continued to say the words that he planned to swallow, "Especially after I already know your true nature."

I want real you.

It's not hypocrisy, it's not pretentious coping, I don't need your gentle eyebrows and delicate expression.

Ah Ting, I should have stayed away from you long ago, but I couldn't bear it.I still want you by my side, even though you are so different from what I first imagined.

I miss you by my side in your true colors.

Ah Ting, this is not greedy.

You want a lover, I will give you a lover.

You want a Fang Ting who is innocent and pure, with a touching smile, and I will offer you a Fang Ting who is innocent and pure, with a touching smile.

It's a deal, and I'm in agreement.

But you want me to tear off the disguise and present my bloody true face in front of you, but I refuse.

That Fang Ting as a lover, he is the best lover, I can sell him to whoever I want, but the real me can't.

This is the last insistence of a dirty person like me.

There was a loud thunder, and lightning snaked across the sky, illuminating Mu Shen's cold expression.

I suppressed all the words that were surging in my heart, but I couldn't suppress the nameless anger.Who is hating, no one to hate.

The hot spring is so hot, but it seems to be far away in the sky.

"This is not the content of the contract, Mr. Mu, I refuse."

Looking at him for a long time.

His face was cold and hard, and his back tensed subconsciously, as if he was on guard.

The sound of rain falling made my heart pitted.

Fang Ting, what are you on guard against—what can I do to you.

Suddenly feel tired, no, not tired, not the tiredness of staying up for a few nights for a list, but disheartened.

Fang Ting, I can't do anything against you, do you know that?

How do you know.

Open the small cabinet under the stone table, take out the spare umbrella, and throw it to Fang Ting.

With his back to him, step by step into the depths of the rain.

Cool.

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