Mu yuan drank a little too much.

When he came out of the Empire State Building, his steps were a little floating, and his drinking capacity was not good. The love beans were all tough girls, who liked drinking, and sincerely wished his birthday. Mu yuan sacrificed his life to accompany the lady, and drank a little too much as soon as he drank it. His eyes were black, his heart beat faster, and there were some night sweats.

An AI Dou asked, "let's take you back."

Mu yuan shook his hand, "not far, not far, don't send it, my home is very close."

He can miss only drive for five minutes and walk for more than ten minutes. It's not very far. Even if he can't drive, he won't go far back. He stood up and shook a little and bowed deeply, "thank you, I'm very happy today. This is a very happy birthday for me. Thank you very much."

Five female stars were startled, and some of them were ready to talk. One of them took her hand, smiled and waved, "you're welcome, you're welcome, just be happy."

This little brother is so polite.

Very cultured.

Likable, but also some distressing, he does not know who is behind him so much effort, so much effort.

"Look up."

She pointed to the top of the Empire State Building, and Mu yuan raised his head. He was also surprised. There was a clear sentence written on it, Mr. mu, happy birthday.

This line of words pricked his eyes a little.

"This... The Empire State building is too intentional."

A female star pursed the corner of her lips and smiled, "yes, I have a heart. Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Mu yuan thought to himself, how can he not like such a special birthday? He has a group idol he admires and likes, and has the attention of the world.

It was the last birthday I expected, but it was so lively.

"Then let's go first. Be careful."

"OK."

Mu yuan bowed deeply again, and the five people seemed to be afraid to accept it. They slightly avoided some, walked together, and left slowly. Mu yuan looked up at the big words happy birthday.

His head was more dizzy, and the stamina of the wine came up. His feet faltered a little. He sat on the bench holding the column beside him. It was late at night, but here was the city that never sleeps. Even late at night, people came and went, and the traffic was heavy. Mu Yuan looked up and sat a little cold.

It's cold at night, and Mu yuan is cold all over. The excitement is like fireworks all over the sky. After a beautiful scene in full bloom, there are endless ashes and loneliness. The more people like the excitement, the more afraid they are of loneliness.

Mu yuan stood up with his chair, as if there were countless phantoms in front of him. He shook his head and suddenly fell to the ground. However, a man with bright eyes and quick hands quickly held his waist. Mu yuan put his hand on his waist falsely, and the cold belt buckle touched his hot palm, making him feel a kind of self loathing.

It's Jack.

His arms are too familiar. As long as he doesn't disguise, his breath is too familiar. He also knows that as long as he falls, Jack will appear. In fact, he is not too drunk to walk.

He was condemned by love to be lonely for life.

If you don't fight back, you can only let go.

Mu yuan tightly clasped his waist and leaned his head on his shoulder, pretending not to know who held him, pretending that he was too drunk to recognize who, pretending... This hug still belongs to him.

Just one day!

Mu yuan told himself again and again that it was such a day.

Jack stood straight, slightly sideways, and pretended not to feel his sadness and tears.

I dare not even sigh.