Chapter 380: How long are you going to pretend to be dead? (9)
Mu Chenfeng's eyebrows moved unconsciously, and the corners of his lips naturally formed an upward curve.
When she thought he didn't want to talk to her at all, Mu Chenfeng took out a newspaper from his hand and handed it to her without saying anything.
Li Xiaoyou was forced to check the newspaper. There was a big line in the newspaper. "The reconstruction of City B Airport will be planned to be the largest airport in the country..." followed by short paragraphs of relevant reports.
She frowned slightly, was he too lazy to say only a few words in a sentence?
Or is it because he just doesn't like to talk to her? Why is she annoying him?
Li Xiaoyou turned away and thought dissatisfiedly, but did not see his faint smile hidden behind the newspaper.
Two hours later.
Li Xiaoyou woke up from a long sleep and found that his destination had not been reached yet, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
She hasn’t made a car for this long in several years!
She turned her face slightly, and the man next to her, as far away as a small coffee table, was taking a nap with his eyes closed.
The eyebrows are still as thick and black as swords, the nose is as proud and straight as ever, and the chin is more resolute than it was six years ago. The lips are still thin, and the corners of the lips on both sides are gentle and flat, neither upturned nor upturned.
No sagging.
Such a person is probably neither happy nor sad anymore.
But why, she suddenly missed those beautiful corners of her lips six years ago.
He smiled at her, he kissed her, and the love words he spoke...the past scenes emerged one after another, and the rolling world of mortals was like a galloping horse, making people unable to resist.
Feeling a surge of sour heat rising from his eyes, Li Xiaoyou hurriedly covered his mouth and forced himself to turn away from looking at him.
Time is not only a yoke, but also a sharp machete.
Now that all of this is cut off alive, what can she do?
Soon after she turned her head, Mu Chenfeng slowly opened his eyes.
He saw the scene just now. Even with his eyes closed, as long as he squinted a little, he was able to capture the crystal in the corner of her eyes and put it into his heart.
At that moment, he could hardly control himself and wanted to hold this weeping little woman tightly in his arms.
But he endured it.
No, Mu Chenfeng told himself over and over again, no.
How much endurance he had to endure could only be known by his clenched fists with blood vessels swelling.
The car is on the highway at the moment, with rolling mountains on both sides.
Each one is like a passer-by, passing through their lives without making any stop.
Li Xiaoyou was a little sad that he could turn his back to Mu Chenfeng and cry silently.
She didn't even know the reason, and she never thought about wiping it off. She just let them slowly evaporate on her face. It seemed that only doing so would make her feel better.
Because of the altitude, there is even unmelted snow on the top of the mountain, which looks like Santa Claus’s beard.
In clusters.
Li Xiaoyou suddenly remembered that year, he was adopted from an orphanage.
It was also a season like this, and it was also her only experience of taking a long-distance bus. She was only six years old at that time, and taking a bus was a very novel thing. Everything along the way was endlessly exciting, and it all showed that she was particularly happy as a child. Now this
After more than ten years, people can’t help but sigh when they think back to a man who has such a connection with them sitting next to them!
The car passed the expressway toll gate and was about to get off the signal and turn onto an asphalt road.