The birch forest outside the window rustled, and the leaves swayed into circles and ripples.
The thick clouds were fragmented and scattered in the sky, and small clouds scattered in twos and threes, and beams of light poured into the forest.
A lonely road divides the birch forest into two parts. An orange taxi is parked on the side of the road.
The driver couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror. Half of his face appeared in the rectangular rearview mirror.
What kind of man is that.
A pair of handsome eyebrows gently stretched out, and the calmness and thickness between the eyebrows conveyed the tenacity of a hero, revealing the majesty of King Arthur.
Those eyes, as deep and vast as the depths of the ocean, carry a complex temperament between determination and confusion. Their appearance will slowly pass with the passage of time, but those eyes will always be so bright and clear, when he
When a smile emerges, it is like the morning sun bursting out; when the gloom is deep, it is like the sun that cannot be hidden behind dark clouds.
The golden sunlight passed through the young leaves and slanted in from the window. The brilliance slowly crossed his face, as if a top art master had used the gentlest brushstrokes to outline the thrilling outline bit by bit. In an instant,
His breathing suddenly stopped.
The tall and straight body is wearing a suitable black suit. The pure white shirt highlights the broad chest. The tight shoulder line, slim waistline, exquisite hems, etc. all show that this is a valuable suit.
Haute couture Italian handmade suit.
Looking upward, her short and medium-length black hair is messy and carries an elegant and sharp temperament, which has a fatal attraction.
The driver held the sterling silver cross on his chest tightly. He lamented that God was too partial to this man. His angular face, three-dimensional and strong facial features, almost every line was carefully crafted, no matter from which angle,
All meet the most demanding aesthetic standards.
"Why did you stop?"
A magnetic voice came out from the thin lips, a voice as mellow as red wine, elegant and controlled, polite and gentleman. It was outlined in detail like an ink painting.
The driver couldn't help but swallow his saliva and found that his throat was so dry that it felt like the deepest and most arid zone in the desert.
"Already arrived." A hoarse and sharp voice came out of his mouth, and it stopped abruptly at the last sound. He carefully looked behind him through the rearview mirror, as if he was afraid that his voice would blaspheme this man.
On the other hand, because of this blasphemy, a trace of joy arose from the bottom of his heart, just like Eve who ate the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden.
He looked in the rearview mirror, and his eyes, as dark as ink, cast the shadow of the sun, sparkling like dewdrops on the leaves in the morning.
The clear sunlight penetrated the thick eyelashes, casting sparse shadows that gently echoed in the deep facial features. He could not clearly see the face of the man in front of him in the light and shadow, and could only vaguely see the handsome eyebrows.
His eyes are like the mist above the deep sea. The thrilling black color is hidden in that layer of mist, but a deeper color bursts out.
"Yeah. Thank you."
The corners of her lips curved into a charming curve, and her slender white palms rested on the car door handle.
The driver sat quietly and looked at the man in the rearview mirror. The upper half of the man's body was bathed in the golden sunlight, and the lines on his face suddenly softened. He narrowed his eyes.
But one could only vaguely see the outline of his face in that bright halo.
A cloud blocked the sun at this moment. The golden sun behind the cloud tried its best to release energy, and outlined a shallow golden line on the edge of the cloud, just like a splash of thick ink slowly spreading out in the clear water. The varying shades of black, white and gray are rendered layer by layer.
The man's firm chin curve was tinged with a little softness in the hazy halo, his thin lips were pursed lightly, and the soft arc outlined a thrilling charm, as if all the colors in the world had disappeared.
The driver couldn't help but look into those eyes, and then he suddenly crashed into an endless darkness, deep and vast. The lingering melancholy and confusion were like the golden sunlight falling on the surface of the ocean in the morning, even if It is a curtain of rain all over the sky. Even a world that has lost its light, even a dark space, cannot block it. It bursts out with a fatal attraction that is strong and fragile, retro and elegant.
He pushed open the car door. One leg stepped out of the car. His straight and slender thighs were wrapped in dark black suit trousers. The shiny black casual leather shoes gave people a rigorous and low-key look without appearing too formal. Hidden under the tailored trousers, it looks ordinary, but it exudes a mysterious temperament in an unknown corner.
The thin clothing tightly wrapped the narrow waist and wide shoulders, and the white shirt outlined the strong and well-proportioned muscles. The lines of the chest and abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen, but they could not be clearly seen.
The driver felt his mouth was dry, and the indescribable agitation made him at a loss. He subconsciously looked at those eyes, and then hit the endless abyss again, which made the driver's face instantly change. Two blushes appeared, and even the top of his head, which was bald due to age, became slightly red. The scalding temperature almost made him want to disappear immediately.
But even though he was so embarrassed, he still couldn't bear to look away, just staring blankly at the man in the rearview mirror.
Bang——
The closing of the car door woke up the driver. Only then could he turn his head and look at the back figure outside. The golden rays of the sun penetrated the dense shade of trees and fell on the tall and upright figure, like a beautiful oil painting. , suffocating. The driver felt that all the pores in his body were screaming. The attraction almost overwhelmed him and made him unable to breathe.
The clouds moved away lightly, and the light poured down again, filling the man's body.
The lines on his face appear to be clear-cut, like an ancient Greek statue hewn with a knife and axe; his black eyes are calm and cold, his short and medium-length black hair is unkempt, and there are a few strands of broken hair hanging down from his forehead. The angry brows added a touch of softness. You can vaguely see the strong figure looming in the golden sunlight, and the deep and seductive black eyes glanced at each other, as if they were stunned by time, and the entire time and space stood still. Come down.
"Thanks."
He opened his thin lips slightly, stepped forward with his slender legs, and walked towards a low and simple shop built with wooden planks on the side of the road, which was leaking from all directions.