This public exhortation felt like another meaning no matter how he heard it, as if he was swearing that she was already his own, so he was no longer qualified. However, as early as many years ago, it was me who asked others to take care of her. At this moment, Zhou Suhe smiled slightly, and he replied, "Of course, President Mo, in fact, if you don't say it, I will do it too."
Mo Zhengyan smiled at him, "That would be better."
Song Qiyue was surprised when he was listening, he was leaving so soon?
But too late to ask more questions, Mo Zhengyan handed over the peeled sweet potatoes, "Eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold."
After listening to the ghost story at night, and adding a meal of wild desserts, everyone was satisfied, put out the bonfire, and completely suppressed the fire with the snow, and then returned with confidence.
On the way back, Song Qiyue took Mo Zhengyan's hand and walked behind. They didn't walk fast, and even walked slowly. Stepping on the snow, leaving a mark on one foot, a soft squeaking sound, which makes the ears happy, Song Qiyue asked, "You are leaving tomorrow?"
"Reluctant?" Mo Zhengyan lowered his head and asked with a smile.
"Who can't bear it?" Song Qiyue argued, thinking in her heart that she won't be able to see it in the future. It's just that her hand still clasped him more unconsciously.
Mo Zhengyan said again, "This time it was also made temporarily, and they have done almost everything over there. If you want to continue to set off, I won't be able to stay anymore. Moreover, you have to leave the day after tomorrow, and I'm not good. Followed."
Song Qiyue listened to him slowly, and she nodded silently.
"Then, after you finish the business, do you go back to Hong Kong City directly?" She asked again.
Mo Zhengyan also didn't have a certainty, "I don't know yet. I will wait until the news tomorrow."
"It can only be so." Song Qiyue nodded.
Maybe it is about to face the difference. After the farewell tomorrow, I don't know what month and day I can get together again, and I can walk side by side like this now, so the pace will go even slower. But after a while, the people in front had already walked far, pulling them behind.
The two didn't care, they just walked slowly behind.
In the snow, a row of footprints was left.
...
Back to the post building, everyone was tired, and went back to their rooms to sleep. Song Qiyue hugged Mo Zhengyan and walked to the room at the end of the corridor. They came back slowly. After the room of Zhou Suhe and Song Xiangwan, the door was not closed tightly, and they saw the silhouettes of the two passing by in a hurry. past.
Song Xiangwan went to the girl's bathroom to take a shower, but she put on a beautiful silk nightdress, as if she had an idea in her heart. She draped her coat outside again, and then returned to the room, "Suh, I've washed it, and you go now."
Zhou Suhe just got up and took the toiletries and went to the boys' bathroom to take a bath.
After Zhou Suhe returned from washing, he opened the door and saw Song Xiangwan sitting on the bed watching TV. In the room where the lights were not turned on, only the TV was shining, and the pictures flickered. He went in, put everything down, and said, "Tonight, don’t turn off the lights when watching TV. It’s not good for your eyes." ."
Suddenly, even the TV was turned off, and Zhou Suhe's eyes were dark.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Suhe hurriedly turned around and asked.
The curtains were ajar, the light from outside penetrated in, but she saw Song Xiangwan stand up, and she said, "It's nothing, I turned off the TV."
"Don't watch it?" Zhou Suhe asked, but a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.
Song Xiangwan didn't know if her voice was trembling at the moment, but when she got up to lock the door, she still found her hands trembling, so she tried to lock the door twice before she locked it. Her breath was held between her nose, and then slowly released, she turned to face Zhou Suhe.
Zhou Suhe said, "It's late, so go to bed early."
Song Xiangwan didn't say a word, his trembling hand must have taken off his coat.
At this moment, Zhou Suhe, standing with his back in front of the window, saw Song Xiangwan take off his clothes by the light. Her nightdress was faintly visible in the darkness. It was her slender arms and long straight legs. He also lost his voice, and stood still.
Song Xiangwan took a step forward and got closer and closer to him.
It can be clearly seen that there is no underwear under her thin nightdress.
She got closer and closer, and the shower gel and shampoo scent from her body got closer and closer, and all of it spread out in this room at once, flooding his whole body.
Zhou Suhe stood there, and he saw her walking in front of him, and he could touch her by just reaching out.
She was looking at him and she said to him, "Suh, I like you."
With a kind of pious eyes that people can't refuse, like a sacrifice-like innocence, there is a kind of desperate madness and perseverance.
Such a pair of eyes, such a gleam, all of a sudden, the world revolved, and his thoughts were abruptly cut apart.
As if back to that night.
...
The next morning, Song Qiyue refused to get up in bed because there was no meeting in the morning today. Zhou Suhe gave them a special morning leave yesterday. Laying in bed with Mo Zhengyan for a long time, until I had to get up, then I got up.
Mo Zhengyan called on the balcony, Song Qiyue watched TV in the room, but couldn't hear clearly. Just knowing that time is almost up, he should leave.
When he hung up and came in, he said, "The car will be there in five minutes. I'm going to get off."
"Oh, then I'll give it to you." Song Qiyue got up and quickly fetched the Greatcloak for him.
The two dressed up and walked out of the room. After passing through the corridor, they were in the room where the two female assistants lived. When they saw them, they shouted, "Song Tezhu, is your husband leaving?"
"Yeah, he is leaving." Song Qiyue answered, but saw Song Xiangwan also inside, probably chatting.
Song Xiangwan said, "Brother-in-law, are you leaving now."
Mo Zhengyan nodded to her, no need to send it anymore, it was over.
Before leaving, Mo Zhengyan also came to Zhou Suhe again and greeted him. Zhou Suhe said, "Mr. Mo, go slowly."
The two went downstairs, and there was already a jeep parked in front of the building. Two people got out of the car, one was Qi Jian and the other was He Sangsang. They were really everywhere. About to part, Song Qiyue's mood suddenly became a little depressed, and she couldn't say how she felt.
Mo Zhengyan tilted his head and saw her profiled face. Her lips were pressed together, and it almost became a line. He smiled and said, "You set off the day after tomorrow, and you will reach Fangguan on the way. I will meet you there."
"Really?" Song Qiyue's eyes lit up, and she immediately asked with joy.
"I lie to you." He smiled.
Song Qiyue was very happy at the moment. She said, "That's OK, whoever gets there first will wait first."
"Okay." Mo Zhengyan responded.
"Then you go quickly." With a goal, Song Qiyue urged him to leave.
Mo Zhengyan didn't stay much, but before leaving, he pulled her hand and squeezed it tightly. But something was put in her palm and she held it.
He turned into the car, and the car slowly drove away in front of her.
Song Qiyue held the thing in her hand, and she carefully put it into her pocket.
That five-cent coin.