The sound of fingers hitting the keyboard is crisp and loud, giving a strong sense of rhythm.
The sound of rain falling outside, pattering, ticking densely, calmed and soothed the mood.
Mo Shangyun doesn't hate rain, whether it's a strong wind or a shower, or a light rain, some people find it uncomfortable and humid, and everywhere they go, they are full of moisture, and even their mood is gloomy, so they are extremely disgusted.
But Mo Shangyun never resents it. When she is not busy, she especially likes to listen to the sound of rain, sometimes violent, sometimes calm, unpredictable and ever-changing. This is the sound given by nature, with the most familiar rhythm in memory. Age, environment, location, family and friends, position, mood... everything is changing, but this sound can be heard no matter where you live, without geographical restrictions.
She also prefers rain after sunny days, the washed ground is exceptionally clean, the humid air has a fresh smell, and when she is lucky, she can see a rainbow.
This is what she realized a long time ago.
Gradually, because there are too many things in life, I can't be too busy, so I no longer have the heart to listen to the sound of a rain.
The natural environment seems to be integrated into life, without affecting anything, so coming and going, I have long been used to numbness.
But, rare, Mo Shangyun's thoughts tonight were gradually attracted by the sound of rain.
The office is too quiet, so any noises are especially clear.
The continuous sound of rain outside, the sound of the keyboard on the opposite side.
After writing two pages, Mo Shangyun turned to the third page, his mind suddenly broke, and he wrote two words along the previous sentence pattern, holding the pen for a while, and then crossed it out with the tip of the pen.
I don't know what to write.
After a few seconds of pause, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids abruptly, and his eyes fell on Yan Tianxing on the opposite side.
He is working.
His slender and beautiful fingers are working on the keyboard, and he doesn't know what he is typing. His attention is on the computer screen, so when there are very few mistakes, there is no need to press the delete key, so the rhythm has always been stable, slow and easy, just like his Character, he can always easily control everything in his hands, and he has never seen him make mistakes.
The soft light of the incandescent lamp shone on him, the sharp and deep eyebrows were enveloped with a touch of softness, and his focused and serious demeanor made him even more attractive. The violent impact of the heart, but when he sits down to work, he has a different kind of charm, mature and stable, that kind of power will slowly surround the apex of his heart, leaving an unforgettable feeling of heartbeat.
The air conditioner was running, and the warm air was blowing from the oblique side. Yan Tianxing was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. The sleeves swayed slightly, revealing two arms, strong and clearly visible muscle lines.
It is also strange that Yan Tianxing is usually not seen to maintain physical fitness and exercise regularly, but Yan Tianxing can always maintain his physical fitness at the most stable time.
"What are you dazed for?"
As Yan Tianxing asked magnetically in a low voice, the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped abruptly.
Mo Shangyun came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly slammed into Yan Tianxing's eyes, his eyes were full of smiles, shallow, as if he had fallen into them carelessly, there was a deep lake in the depths, calm without waves, but with a very strong force. Appeal.
Mo Shangjun said, "Look at you."
Without any hesitation, he spoke succinctly.
Yan Tianxing was a little stunned at her calmness for a while, and immediately asked with a chuckle, "Have you finished writing?"
"No." Mo Shangyun said truthfully, "I'm not familiar with writing a review."
She has been a good student since she was a child, and the journey has been very smooth. Even if she occasionally makes small mistakes, teachers and parents will ignore her, so she has not written a few reviews.
Really unfamiliar.
However, in her unhurried demeanor, Yan Tianxing could clearly see a sense of brazenness.
She was afraid that she had selectively forgotten about the training camp.
It's not right, there are elements of falsification in her review.
Yan Tianxing said thoughtfully: "the more you write, the more familiar you are."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
She doesn't like "cooked" at all.
Putting his hand on his chin, Mo Shangyun's attention returned to the review. When he frowned and thought, he grabbed the signature pen with his right hand, and his fingers moved unconsciously, and the signature pen turned rapidly with her movements.
Yan Tianxing, who wanted to continue writing the report, saw Mo Shangyun frowning in thought, for no reason, his eyes were caught by her invisibly, and she couldn't take it away for a while.
Her hair was almost dry, because she had just washed it, there was no sweat or dust, her hair was clean, and a few pieces of hair fell down, covering her small cheeks and full forehead, her eyes were half down, because she was thinking about how to write the following , the demeanor is full of dullness and annoyance.
A loose and large size training uniform was put on her, and her usual cool and arrogant body was completely covered up, which only made her petite and her every move was inexplicably cute. At this moment, she seemed to be a little girl trapped by homework.
Yan Tianxing couldn't help but wonder if Mo Shangyun, a being called a pervert, was stumped by problems in his student days not long ago. However, when I am troubled, occasionally, will I also have this little distressed expression, tilting my head, frowning, pouting, and then there is a flame of concentration in my eyes, with the hope that the problem will be solved. determination.
After thinking about it for a few minutes, Mo Shangyun was afraid that she had sorted out her thoughts. There was a little more fighting spirit in her eyes. The rapidly rotating signature pen snapped back in her fingers, and she stopped for a moment, and she continued to write the review.
When doing one thing with all her heart, Mo Shangyun will appear very focused, and all the movements around her have nothing to do with her.
Even when Yan Tianxing got up and poured another cup of hot water for her, she didn't make a difference, and she didn't even raise her head.
- This phenomenon is rare.
Because Mo Shangjun has always been vigilant about everything around him, there are few times when he can completely let down his guard and do something.
In a blink of an eye, she had finished the third page.
Seeing that she was writing smoothly, Yan Tianxing didn't bother her, sat back in front of the computer again, and continued to write the unfinished report.
Time passes in the night.
In the office building, the lights went out one by one, and I didn't know when it started, only the one in the team captain's office was lit.
During a routine inspection, the inspector saw the lights on here, just glanced at it and passed by, as if he was accustomed to this state.
As the captain of a team, it is common for Yan Tianxing to be busy late at night.
How high the position, how much responsibility.
When the pen tip drew the last full stop, Mo Shangyun only felt at ease physically and mentally.
The five-thousand-word review was completed in one go after a pause for a few minutes in the middle.
She made a preliminary estimate, and the number of words should have exceeded several hundred.
But it doesn't matter, it's just a gift to Yan Tianxing.
Hearing the sound of the pen cap snapping, Yan Tianxing looked away from the computer screen, then looked at Mo Shangyun with a slight smile, and asked, "Okay?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
The signature pen turned around in her hand, and then with the movement of her tossing it, the signature pen turned into an arc and fell accurately into the pen holder.
There was a "click" sound, and then there was the crisp sound of the pen colliding with the pen, but it returned to calm after a short two seconds.
Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows, her brows stained with a little smugness. She put together all the papers and handed them to Yan Tianxing.
It has to be said that although Mo Shangjun is a condescending child, his upbringing can be seen everywhere.
"Please take a look."
Yan Tianxing took the stack of papers.
Suspending the work of his subordinates, Yan Tianxing began to browse the review book written by Mo Shangjun.
Five thousand words, densely packed, with her casual arrogance, but the handwriting is neat and beautiful, the typesetting is just right, and it looks very smooth.
The review still has the style of "inking on the ink". As soon as he opens his mouth, he pretends to admit his mistakes, makes a deep review of his own behavior, and then makes a normative plan for his future behavior. As a metaphor, it is worthy of affirmation to express some of her behaviors around the corner. Although the expression is rigid, it also shows the stubbornness of "Ink Shangyun".
Even in this kind of review, she has to find ways to find a place for herself.
Yan Tianxing felt that it was still cheaper for her to write 5,000 words.
After reading her review, it was ten minutes later, and it was just past three in the morning.
Yan Tianxing put down the review, and just wanted to comment a few words, when he saw Mo Shangyun leaning back on the back of the chair and closing his eyes and resting - even sleeping with a wanton attitude.
Yan Tianxing asked softly, "sleepy?"
"A bit."
Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun replied.
Under special circumstances, the body is a little overwhelmed, and it is especially easy to get sleepy.
After answering, Mo Shangjun immediately asked, "Have you passed the customs?"
"Um."
"Anything else?"
Mo Shangjun is now very concerned about the bed in the "Tianzi No. 1" room in the dormitory.
Glancing over her, Yan Tianxing looked behind her and said, "Go to sleep on the sofa first, and take you back later."
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Gear up.
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