On the breakfast table, Liu muxue stared at the mirror.

"Are you dizzy?"

The mirror shook his head.

"My nose is stuffed up?"

The mirror shook his head.

"No, you're too strong. You're not human." Liu Mu was puzzled and finally came to a conclusion.

Spiegel is not a normal person.

I went back to my room and packed my bags. This trip to Jingzhou came to an end.

Bai Ziyan called: "Mingjing, you are waiting for me in the hotel. Xiao Song and I will pick you up now and have a meal at noon to practice."

Mingjing wants to say no, the other party has hung up.

"Is it the boy surnamed Bai? I can hear his voice every distance. It's like a duck."

Bai Ziyan is in the period of changing his voice. His voice is a little granular, just like a mouthful of phlegm in his throat.

Mingjing has only a simple handbag.

Liu and snow lay on the sofa and put on the mask. Xiao Fang was sleeping in the mirror room for a night after finishing the things of Liu Wei Xue.

Bai Ziyan made more than a dozen calls downstairs, but Mingjing and Liu muxue came late.

Bai Ziyan stared at Liu muxue, whose hair was delicate from head to foot. He hummed coldly, "I knew it was you. My time is precious. It's hateful to waste it on people like you."

Liu muxue took off her sunglasses and sneered proudly, "you don't have a gentleman's demeanor at all. Learn more from others' song introduction. You'll be single all your life."

Bai Ziyan sharpened his teeth and said with a sneer, "for a woman with a hot temper and a mean heart like you, which man will marry you if he is blind."

Liu muxue sat down beside Bai Ziyan, "sorry, the man chasing me photographed Chang'an Street from Xizhimen. As for you?"

Looked up and down at Bai Ziyan, disdained and said, "it's not enough."

"You..." Song yinzhang hurriedly brushed him: "all right, all right, Xiaobai, say less."

The mirror ignored the quarrel and sat silently in the last row.

When Xiaofang put all her luggage into the trunk, she sneaked in like a kitten and shrank silently in the corner.

The driver started the car and joined the traffic.

Bai Ziyan couldn't swallow this tone. He snorted coldly, "the ancients said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. What they said is really right."

Liu and snow set up their thin legs. They took out Sunscreen Spray from their bags and sprayed them on the back of their hands and neck.

"Yes, you can pull a few Analects with a straw bag, but a straw bag is a straw bag. People's sage Kong and you are not in the same ideological realm. The woman they say refers to the people around you, but not a woman like your mother. You understand?"

Liu muxue sneered with disdain: "don't climb out of your mother's stomach if you despise women."

"You..." Bai Ziyan's fist clicked.

"Become angry from shame? Miss Ben is the best debater who has won the debate competition. She won't accept it and continues to come."

After a few words, Bai Ziyan choked and couldn't speak. He turned his head aside angrily.

"Little sample, cross with me." Liu muxue hummed a song and turned to throw a wink at the mirror.

Seeing the stalemate, song yinzhang felt it necessary to liven up the atmosphere, so he said, "we have to go to the TV station to pick up someone first."

Liu muxue narrowed her eyes: "Qu Feitai?"

Song yinzhang nodded, "did you guess?"

Liu muxue hugged her chest with both hands. "I think you're smart. Only Qu Feitai can get in and out of the TV station."

Song yinzhang smiled: "you are too smart."

Liu muxue glanced at him and couldn't help but hook her lips. "Was the party at Bo's house fun last night?"

Song yinzhang raised his eyebrows and said, "do you know?"

"Not only do I know, I see." Liu muxue hummed.

Bai Ziyan turned to look at her and looked at her up and down: "where were you last night?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Time passed quickly in the quarrel between Bai Ziyan and Liu muxue.

The car drove to the side of the road opposite the gate of the TV station. Before long, a tall man appeared in a black down jacket and a baseball cap.

Even wearing a mask, he can't see his face clearly, but the man's superior figure still makes him the focus of attention.

"Is he a flying platform?"

A group of young girls squatting in front of the TV station raised their hands. Looking at the photos and slogans on the hands, it's a moth. That's right.

Looking at the man's back, everyone looked at each other and rushed up frantically.

Fans learned that Qu Feitai recorded a girl idol on TV last night. Because there was an accident in the studio, it was dragged until song yinzhang shook off his hand, frowned and said, "Xiaobai, you're going too far. Xiaofei will be angry."

Liu muxue turned her eyes: "it's really immoral."

When Bai Ziyan didn't pay attention, he quickly opened the door.

At the next moment, the flying platform bent down with long legs and stepped into the car.

The door closed and disappeared. A group of fans screamed and chased after the car and were gradually thrown away.

Liu muxue said hello with a smile: "Hello, handsome boy. I'm Mingjing's best friend. My name is Liu muxue."

Qu Feitai nodded. When he passed Bai Ziyan, he stepped on his instep. The next moment, there was a scream like Bai Ziyan killing a pig in the carriage.

"Qu Feitai, you murdered your husband."

Qu Feitai picked his eyebrows and said faintly, "sorry, mistake."

The mirror raised its head and connected its four eyes. With a smile, the curved lip of the flying platform seemed to inject light into its eyes for a moment, bright as the morning star.

"Long time no see."

In fact, it's only a few days, but for qufeitai, it's like three autumn, which has to be several autumn.

He sat down next to the mirror, took off his baseball cap, raised his hand and gathered his thick and fluffy hair. It didn't have any shape, just like waking up. The dark hair jumped out of his fingers.

It's a pity not to take a shampoo advertisement for this hair.

Mingjing took out a wet towel from his bag and handed it to him. Qu Feitai was stunned.

The mirror pointed to his face.

Qu Feitai took the paper towel and accidentally touched her fingertips. It was as cold as ice.

The tip of the heart trembled. Qu Feitai quietly retracted his hand and wiped his face with a wet towel.

The wet towel is black.

"I slept on the dressing table when I finished watching the show. Maybe I was carelessly touching the eyeliner at that time."

He said easily, but the mirror found fatigue in his eyes.

Mingjing smiled, took off the Buddha beads on his wrist and handed them to him: "look, what's this?"

Through the circle in the middle of the Buddha beads, Qu Feitai saw the lips of the mirror.

Her lips are very beautiful, very small and a little thick. There is a trace of girls' simplicity in the classic.

Now the lips moved up and down and said silent words.

Qu Feitai's consciousness became more and more blurred. At the last moment of losing consciousness, the only idea flashed in his mind.

What's the smell of her lips?

Liu muxue said in surprise, "why did he suddenly fall into a coma?"

Mingjing took the thin blanket beside him and covered him. He whispered, "he's just too tired and fell asleep."

Liu muxue didn't pay any attention, but turned to Bai Ziyan, "murder your husband? I don't see it. You're still a hidden g guy."

Bai Ziyan was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "you are the G guy, the G guy of your family."

Liu muxue smiled leisurely and said, "look, I'm angry."

"Liu muxue, I never beat women. Don't let me break my precepts."

"Miss Ben, put your face here. If you have the courage, hit..."

They quarreled for a long time. Qu Feitai was not affected at all and went to sleep.

When someone passed by, the driver slammed the steering wheel, tilted his head and fell on the shoulder of the mirror.

The weather is fine and sunny today.

The winter sun penetrated the window and bumped with the speed of the car, and mischievous fell on the girl's shoulder.

The sleeping boy rubbed the girl's arm, and the thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, quiet and beautiful like a beautiful oil painting.

I don't know what I dreamed, the boy smiled.

Her lips are peach flavored, very sweet.

Later, Qu Feitai knew that her lips were cold.

It's the smell of snow, crystal but cold.

Overwhelming and suffocating despair.