Since their breakup, Zhang Shishi hadn’t contacted him again.
She held the coat, feeling like it was a hot potato. She couldn’t throw it away, but holding onto it didn’t feel right either.
She had no choice but to message Mu Anhan: [Third brother left his coat at the pavilion, what should I do?]
Mu Anhan replied: [Let me ask third brother how he wants to handle it first.]
She immediately sent a message to Mu Shaochen, who was at a bar drinking with Tang Haolang and He Gang.
He was drinking one glass after another, saying nothing, simply drinking in silence.
"You’re having dinner, not drowning in your sorrows!" Tang Haolang teased him, "To someone who doesn’t know, they’d think your woman ran away!"
Mu Shaochen ignored him. When Zhang Shishi said she liked Mu Shaojie, he was so heartbroken, now all he wanted was to drink himself into oblivion.
It was at this moment that he received Mu Anhan’s message. He didn’t feel cold at all; perhaps his heart was completely frozen!
Originally, he thought to just leave it behind, but maybe it was the alcohol, he unexpectedly replied: [Tell her to bring it to the place where I live.]
Mu Anhan screenshot his exact words and sent them to Zhang Shishi, along with the address to his place at Yihai Garden.
Zhang Shishi took a deep breath. She originally didn’t want to go, but there was always a voice in her heart urging her to see where he lived.
She took a cab to Yihai Garden. Since it was winter, it was easier to disguise.
She wore a hat, popped the collar of her trench coat, let her hair naturally fall to cover most of her face, and used a scarf to hide her chin; it was almost impossible for anyone to recognize her.
She stood in front of his home; it was her first time here since the breakup.
This place had so many sweet memories before, and now it only brought her heartache.
She didn’t know how long she had waited, exhausted from standing, she sat down, leaning against the door, waiting for him to return.
Suddenly, a pair of large feet stood before her, and an overshadow loomed above her head.
"You have the key, why don’t you just let yourself in?" Previously, for her convenience, Mu Shaochen had given her a set of keys.
Zhang Shishi said nothing; she had left the keys at home. How could she carry the keys to his place with her every day!
Besides, after breaking up, what right did she have to enter his home again?
"Here’s your coat." She stood up, handing over his black coat.
Mu Shaochen opened the door, "Come in!"
Zhang Shishi saw that he didn’t take the coat, directly threw it towards him, and turned to leave.
But, the usually gentle Mu Shaochen suddenly fiercely seized her arm, pulling her inside, and slammed the door shut with a "bang".
He pinned her against the door, using his height advantage, looking down at her from above.
His usually gentle eyes turned bloodshot from the alcohol.
He pressed closely against her, not allowing her to move an inch.
"Shishi..."
"Mr. Mu, let me go!"
"Shishi, I miss you..."
"Let go of me!"
"Shishi, let me hold you for a while..."
Zhang Shishi couldn’t push him away, "You’re drunk, Mr. Mu, do you even know what you’re doing? I’m your sixth brother’s girlfriend..."
Perhaps this phrase electrified him even more; he lowered his head and forcefully kissed her lips.
Zhang Shishi wanted to avoid it, but he wouldn’t let her escape.
One hand lifted her hands high, holding them above her head, while the other hand cupped the back of her head, kissing her intensely.
A year of longing, a year of missing, all poured into this kiss...