Mo Jingshen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his eyelids, and looked outside.
The direction Qin Siting was looking at while standing here was the villa not far across the way.
The villa was dark and no one came back, and the black carved door in front of the door had been quiet all night.
There was only one floor lamp on in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on this side. In the dim light, no one spoke, and there was a moment of silence.
The whole world seemed to be quiet, except for a white cat that jumped out from the high wall outside the villa opposite, meowing softly in the night from time to time.
Mo Jingshen put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his quiet and low voice sounded particularly clear in the dim light: "I loved you so much at first, but now I hate you so much that I want to die. When this person comes back, you always avoid seeing me, and you won't see me tonight either. It’s clear that we’re going to continue to be strangers, so why are you still standing here looking at her? She won’t come back all night, so you’re still going to stand here and wait all night?”
Qin Siting, who had been in trance here for a long time, made a move, but he just turned his eyes and looked at him: "Who said that I am standing here just to look at her?"
It seemed that the oppressive calm of the night was finally broken. Qin Siting's brows were full of coldness: "Do you think I am the type who can stand here until dawn for this kind of woman?"
Mo Jingshen said coolly: "Her villa has been vacant here for a few years, so you moved here for a few years. She has been looking at an empty villa for so long, and now the people who finally left have come back. I'm afraid she hasn't been there yet." Knowing that you live right across from her, how long have you been standing here looking at her every day and every night, and you don’t even know how long it is?”
Qin Siting: "..."
He suddenly turned around and walked to the sofa, picked up the cigarette that Nan Heng had just thrown on the coffee table and dyed it. He took a few puffs to calm down, and then spoke in a cold tone: "I moved here a few years ago when the ignorant young man was still immersed in The decision I made when I was entangled in love and hate has long been forgotten now. It's just that I'm used to living here and I'm too lazy to change places."
Nan Heng puffed out the smoke and sneered: "Is it because you are young and ignorant, or is it your mother who has been interested in such a woman for more than 20 years, and now you have a group of women chasing after you and trying to pick you up? Everyone thought you were not interested in women, but who knew that your innocent boy's heart had been crushed to pieces by a woman and you still haven't put it together yet?"
Qin Siting's face was expressionless: "You two came to my place in the middle of the night just to laugh at my stupid past?"
Nan Heng smiled: "I do mean that, but I don't know how he could come so late at any time. He said he was kicked out of bed by Ji Nuan, but he still doesn't admit it."
Nan Heng said while looking at Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen said calmly: "I can't sleep. Come over and see how unhappy Lao Qin is. If he tells me, I might still be happy."
Qin Siting: "..."
"Can't sleep?" Qin Siting sneered. He only took a few puffs of the cigarette before stubbing it out on his fingertips: "Can't sleep? Why are you two here to watch me?"
Nan Heng was laughing with a cigarette in his mouth.
Mo Jingshen raised his eyebrows coldly, neither salty nor cold.
Really can't sleep.
There was no kicking out of bed, and there was no quarrel. It was his woman who wanted to study in T city, and changed her identity from Mrs. Mo to a student in the business department of T University. Although the study time was only a few months, it was still a kind of experience in him. The temporary separation around her was obviously a decision she made after the banquet that day.
The little woman obviously dared to make this decision because she was drunk.
Can you refuse
You can refuse, but obviously you can't.
He could clearly feel that after Ji Nuan's temperament changed a few months ago, there was an inexplicable vulnerability and sensitivity hidden under the calm and mature surface.
She was extremely afraid of facing life and death, and even more extremely afraid of not being able to control her own life. There was more stubbornness in her bones, and there were more things she wanted to hold on to, but she hid them deeply.
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When Mo Jingshen returned, it was almost early in the morning and the sky was still a little dark, but also a little white.
She originally thought that Ji Nuan was still sleeping, but it turned out that the little woman was tossing and turning on the bed, obviously not sleeping well at all. It wasn't until he lay down next to her that she frowned in her sleep and got into his arms, gradually calming down.
Mo Jingshen touched her hair: "Have a headache?"
Ji Nuan closed her eyes and nodded in his arms, half asleep and half awake, dazed and silent.
Mo Jingshen's hand that was in her hair turned to stroking and pressing her forehead. She didn't move, letting him help her relieve the pain in her head.
The little woman was wearing soft pajamas, with long hair scattered on the pillow on the bed. The sweet fragrance lingered all over her body, and she leaned softly in his arms. She kept her eyes closed and didn't ask where he had gone. She just instinctively snuggled into his arms. Li refused to step back even an inch.
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Mo Nuan Studio.
Various messages that Xia Tian sent her on MSN were popping up on the computer screen.
Xia Tian can now walk normally with a cane, but she needs to go through a three-month rehabilitation period. If she wants to come to her studio to help, it is not convenient to live too far away.
But after all, when Xia Tian was studying with her in the United States, she studied at a university of finance and economics, and she also majored in financial analysis. Now the position of the studio's financial director is vacant. It just so happens that Xia Tian comes to help her, and Ji Nuan can also save money. It takes a lot of effort.
The two of them were chatting in full swing when suddenly the intercom phone on the desk rang. Ji Nuan picked it up casually: "Hello?"
"Hello, Mr. Ji, here is your express delivery."
The call came from the mailroom on the first floor of Jinlin Building. Ji Nuan looked at the caller's number again and said, "Okay, I'll be down in a moment."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Nuan typed a few words on the keyboard: [Are you afraid that you will have too many things after you leave the hospital, so you packed all your things and sent them to the studio? ]
Xia Tian replied: "No, I don't have many things. I just carry a box and put it at my residence when I go." ]
Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows slightly.
That would be strange.
Why did her express delivery suddenly arrive
In this day and age, domestic e-commerce has just started. Ji Nuan has no habit of buying things online. She rarely has any correspondence with others by mailing things, and some letters or phone calls she received in her studio Faxes and the like are all handled by Xiaoba or the secretary.
How could there be express delivery sent directly to her
Ji Nuan went directly downstairs and went to the mailroom on the first floor. The person inside handed her a small square box.
Ji Nuan saw that the box was tightly packed and could not tell what it was. Moreover, it only had the receiving address and her name, but not the sending address and sender.
"Who sent it?" Ji Nuan asked carefully.
"I don't know. I just found it when I was sorting out the pile of boxes at the door."
After Ji Nuan heard this, he weighed the square box in his hand twice, but didn't hear any movement inside.