The sun shines on the earth slightly. The leaves after the rain shine brightly under the sun. It rained all night, and it finally cleared up this morning.

I dragged my terribly swollen eyes. I applied ice, but it didn't work. I had to use my bangs to cover it a little. It would be a bit weird to wear sunglasses to school.

"Chongmi." A figure came out.

"What are you doing here? Fake Nangong Mo."

He smiled bitterly, and he actually tore off a layer of skin on his face. I was shocked. It turns out that there is such a thing in the world. The original him and Nangong Mo are so different...

I can tell at a glance that he is the "prince" type, but he will make moves, what a waste!

Sure enough, his tone is different from Nangong Mo, no wonder he is weird every time he speaks.

"My name is Lin Shinuo, I'm 20 years old this year. I was sent by a gangster to pretend to be Nangong Mo and intentionally destroy the relationship between you and Nangong Mo. I want you to misunderstand him and then hate him."

"I hate him, what can you do? He doesn't care at all." I sneered. Mocking the person in front of me.

"I just follow orders, and I don't want to deceive you."

"You've said nice things to me many times." I sneered again and walked past him. I don't want to hear any false lies from him again.

"I'm sorry." He turned around in a hurry and faced behind me. I softened my heart, stopped and kept silent.

"I love you."

I turned around and looked at him contemptuously. "Your lies are really beautiful. But after all, lies are not credible." My words seemed to hurt him. Not for a moment, but for a while. What I saw was a pain in his face. "I'm sorry..." His voice was low and slow. "At first I did approach you with a mission, but I really regret it. I didn't use my appearance, but Nangong Mo..."

"..." I was silent. I didn't know how to stop him from saying these seemingly sad words. "Forgive me." He walked up to me and stretched out his left hand. "Okay?"

His tone was so gentle that I wanted to escape. I stared at his hand and couldn't say anything. Just when I was about to shake his hand, he suddenly fell several meters away from me. "Ah!" I screamed. Nangong Mo stood beside me with his fists clenched. "You dare to look for her?!" He yelled. Lin Shinuo climbed up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't answer but smiled. Nangong Mo was furious. I wanted to punch him a few more times, so I hurriedly pulled him, "No! Don't hit me anymore!" Nangong Mo shook off my hand. I grabbed his hand again, "Don't hit me anymore! Forget it!"

"Unforgivable!" Nangong Mo shouted. He tried to break free from my hand, but I held him tightly and refused to let go.

"Let go!" Nangong Mo yelled at me.

"No!" I closed my eyes tightly.

"Let go!"

"No! I don't want it!"

"Oh, so you care about me so much?" Lin Shinuo said, this sentence made Nangong Mo even angrier. He shook me off with force, and I was thrown out and fell to the ground. "Chongmi!" Nangong Mo ran to me, "Are you okay?" He looked at me to see if I was injured.

"I told you to stop hitting me! You just didn't listen!" My elbow was broken. Blood was pouring out, "You are injured." Lin Shinuo came over, and Nangong Mo pushed him away, "I tell you, she is mine."

I stared at Nangong Mo with wide eyes, he seemed to find that he had said the wrong thing, and his expression was extremely unnatural.

I lowered my head and laughed secretly.

"Very good." Lin Shinuo looked a little sad, turned around sadly, and left.

-The wind at night is very cold. The moon is passing through the clouds. Hazy. My mood, however, was not as clear as the night wind. I held the phone that Nangong Mo had picked up for me in the rain in my hand. I didn't think about anything. I wasn't afraid of the dangers that might endanger my life. I just wanted him to be with me.

"Beep, beep..."

The phone rang, waking me up from the silence. I looked at the caller ID. I smiled slightly. "Hello."

(You... haven't slept yet?) Nangong Mo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh. Not yet."

(Then... I hung up) "Hello... You're so bored. You called me just to ask if I slept?"

(Are you healed from your injury?) "How could it be so fast? I'm not a single-celled organism."

(Well, don't touch the water.) "I've already touched it~~" I pretended to be very anxious.

(Hey! Do you take care of yourself?) "What? Who hurt you? Why are you so fierce!"

(... Then how are you going to compensate you?) His tone became much softer. "I, I want to go for a ride!"

(Then you come down, I'll be there soon.) I changed my clothes and went downstairs excitedly. I stood outside the door and looked at the end of the road. A silver-white figure broke into my sight from the corner.

"You're so fast~" I got into the car, "Let's go, why are you still standing there?" His eyes stayed on the rearview mirror. I was puzzled and waved my hand in front of him. "Hey..." He frowned and turned to look at me. "What's wrong?" I asked. He pushed me back to the seat, reached over in front of me and pulled off the seat belt to help me fasten it.

I realized that it was because I didn't wear a seat belt that he didn't drive the car. I stuck out my tongue at him.

"Who taught you not to wear a seat belt?"

"You."

He raised one eyebrow and stared at me strangely. "What did you say? Are you not afraid of death?" He raised his hand high as if to hit me. "Brother~ I know I'm wrong." I said with one eye tightly closed. He put down his hand, raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, turned the steering wheel, turned around. Drive to the end of the road.

It's already late, tomorrow is Saturday, so there's no need to go to bed so early. I looked out the window, the street lights were dim, because many shops were closed, only those buildings open 24 hours a day were still lit.

Away from the downtown area, there are no lights that are on all night, and there is no noise left after the crowds fade away. It's really hard to imagine that far away from the downtown area, the dim lights and the evening breeze will form such a scenery.

"Close the window a little."

"No." I said stubbornly.

"Close it a little." His tone was a little heavier, "Be good, be obedient."

"I won't listen~" I smiled smugly.

"Do you want to be beaten?" He threatened me. I had to close the window obediently, pout, and sit in silence.

"You'll catch a cold." His tone seemed cold but full of concern.

"No way~"

"Willful child."

"I'm not a child." I retorted.

He didn't continue to argue with me, just smiled. His profile was so fascinating. Clear outline, his bangs had grown long, covering some of his eyes, but the depth of his eyes could still be seen. He only looked forward and didn't notice that I was looking at him, no, admiring.

He drove the car to the top of the mountain, which was very empty. When he got out of the car, he realized how cold it was here. The night was as cold as water, and it felt like dew had fallen. But at this moment, the moon in the sky had disappeared, and the stars were sparsely scattered in the night.

"There are not many stars, maybe it won't be sunny tomorrow." I muttered.

We sat on the guardrail, the wind was strong, and it lifted each other's hair. He took off his coat and put it on me. My heart skipped a beat. "I'm not cold." He looked at me without saying a word, which seemed to show his dissatisfaction. "Well, it's really windy. It's so cold. It's so cold." I deliberately raised my head high and held the coat tightly. He patted my head. There was no one inside because they were all too young. Only the lights that were on all night were still vaguely clear. "Do you know why someone pretended to be me?" Nangong Mo looked far ahead and suddenly said. "I don't understand." I looked at his profile. He paused for a long time and didn't say anything for a long time. I lowered my head and waited. "I am an orphan. When I was a child, my family died in a fire. I don't know if I was lucky or unlucky. I survived because I ran away. Because I was an orphan, I was mixed up in the streets at a very young age. At the beginning, I was only beaten." He laughed at himself. He paused. The bitter smile disappeared. "I remember, I was 12 years old at that time, and I got into a fight with others. My brothers were all beaten down, and those machetes were all swung at me. At the age of 12, I didn't know how to fight very well, and no one protected me... That time... I almost died under the swords." He raised his head and sighed, showing a bitter smile, looking very sad. "Sent to the emergency room... I don't know if God took pity on me and called me back to be with my parents or if I was too unlucky. I lost too much blood, but the blood bank didn't have blood to transfuse to me. At this time, a girl younger than me gave me a blood transfusion, and I survived until now." He said, and I don't know when he held my hand. "Six years have passed, and I have strengthened my power, so I can come back here... and find you." "So that person is you. At that time, I saw that he was covered with wounds, about the same age as me, and he was frowning when he was unconscious, so I wanted to help him." It turns out that I have seen him before. "But you've changed so much in six years. It took me so much effort to find you."

"Oh~ So you have a crush on me!" I smiled wickedly.

He pursed his lips and turned his head to the other side. I stopped asking. This is enough, maybe this is God's arrangement.

Maybe it's just my own efforts.

Happiness is only in my own hands.