40, I'm a carnivore; you're making me eat grass, do you still want me to live?

Rain is still falling outside, drizzling gently.

Chu Mucheng stands in the corridor, watching the endless fine rain, his handsome face displays a hint of indifference, and his eyes, a touch of gloom.

His heart feels just like the world outside, muddy and agitated by an indescribable feeling, an inexplicable oppression is upon him, mixed with a vague anger and a trace of pain.

"Brother, your face... Why do you look so awful?"

Chu Mucheng withdrew his gaze and picked up the water cup.

"Really? It's probably because of the hangover!"

"By the way, what happened last night? How come An Xiaoyu was the one who brought you back? Don't tell me that was a coincidence!"

Chu Mucheng didn't answer.

Of course... it wasn't a coincidence!

It's just that, everything exceeded his expectations.

Chu Mushan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Brother, you couldn't be... falling for her, could you?"