The door was locked, and Shen Zhili tried to use Yan Yang to give her the key to open the door lock, but it really opened.
She pushed open the door and walked along the cobblestone path to the door of the house. Standing outside the door, Shen Zhili raised her hand and pressed the doorbell. The first time no one responded, Shen Zhili pressed the second time, but the result was still No one responded, the third time was irrelevant to Shen Zhili, she directly took the key to open the door.
In the room, the living room is spacious, the floor-to-ceiling windows have sunlight shining in, the curtains are floating, and everything is in a state of silence.
Shen Zhili was suddenly reluctant to break the silence, and her footsteps couldn't help but light up. She looked around, wanting to find a figure in this unfamiliar space.
A melodious sound of music came from the upstairs, Shen Zhiliao's ears moved, and his eyes looked upstairs unconsciously, and finally climbed to the second floor.
The other doors were tightly closed, but the sound was more and more clear as he walked in along Shen Zhi Li Li. When he thought that people were not here, the sound of music came from the room on the left again.
Shen Zhiliong looked sideways. The door was half open, and the man in a white shirt was sitting under the windowsill of the floor-to-ceiling window. He was holding a guitar in his hand, and there were manuscript papers scattered all over his body. On the man's body, the broken hair covered the man's eyes. She couldn't see her appearance clearly. The man was shadowy and clean in her pupils, but with this appearance, she seemed to see a clean boy living in the sun, spotless. She actually had no words to describe his appearance.
Maybe she was addicted to the song, or maybe she was addicted to this comfortable state, she just stood there like a lost soul, motionless.
It wasn't until a dull noise came that Shen Zhili slowly regained his senses. When he stared at the past again, the man leaned the guitar in his hand directly on the floor, rubbing his broken hair with one hand, and the whole person appeared in a decadent state.
According to various signs, Shen Zhili felt that he might have encountered an unsolvable problem here.
She didn't know him, but seeing the man's decadent appearance, Shen Zhilie felt a little pitiful.
She walked in slowly, making her voice in a somewhat stuttering tone.
shenzhining"Then, that..."
Almost instantly, the man raised his eyes, and a pair of indifferent eyes showed a light, as if he had seen an oasis in the barren desert.
Shen Zhiliong was also stunned on the spot. What she didn't expect was that the man in front of her turned out to be -
Ma Jiaqi.
The words he wanted to comfort instantly choked in his throat, and the surprise that had not yet dissipated, Shen Zhili only felt that his eyes turned black, and then his body was tightly hugged into a strong embrace.
The turbid aura hit her neck, the man hugged her waist tightly, Shen Zhili tried to move, and Ma Jiaqi's strength was slightly heavier, and the idea of wanting to rub into the bone marrow spread.
Feeling breathing difficulties, Shen Zhili stretched out her head and poked out of her arms.
shenzhining"Ma Jiaqi, let me go first."
Hearing the girl's voice, Ma Jiaqi was even more sure that this was not a dream. The Shen Zhilie she was thinking about was really standing by her side.
Seeing that the man didn't let go, Shen Zhili began to amplify her voice.
