"Mo Shangyun, do you have to toss yourself into such a half-dead state?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, and she looked down at the wet clothes on her body.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, and said coldly, "I don't."
"You didn't," Yan Tianxing read these words, then turned his head to look at Mo Shangyun, his tone was calm and composed, "If you are injured, take good care of you, if you don't return home, your parents can't be contacted. Mo Shangyun, you I have everything, but I still live so miserably."
"Mo Shangyun, you have everything, but you still live so pitifully. 』
Words poke into my heart.
Mo Shangjun pursed his lips, and his heart sank ruthlessly, as if he could not see the end.
She took a light breath.
She wanted to refute a little, she didn't want to live miserably, because she wanted to solve some things, but it was just too hasty. But on such a topic, it seemed a little naive to make such a rebuttal, so she gave up.
Reaching out, she pushed the door open.
However, when he raised his hand to grab the cane, his wrist was suddenly caught.
As soon as he looked up, he met Yan Tianxing's deep and dangerous eyes. He looked at her closely, and asked every word: "What do you want to do?"
"I've been in the hospital for a long time, come out for a walk," Mo Shangjun said calmly with a light expression, "Does Team Yan want to send me back?"
"You just wandered around and walked a thousand kilometers?"
Mo Shangjun looked at his gloomy eyes and smiled suddenly, "The motherland is my home. My home is vast, 9.6 million square kilometers. A thousand kilometers is the distance from the living room to the bedroom, isn't it normal?"
Yan Tianxing was so angry that the strength in his hands increased a little, and said coldly: "I have lived in the hospital for half a month, and the flesh is not very long, but the mouth is getting worse."
"Really," Mo Shangyun's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes swept over his hand clutching his wrist, and his voice became a little less serious, "Your temper is also good."
"Ah."
Yan Tianxing sneered and let go of her wrist.
Mo Shangjun grabbed the crutches, pushed the door with the other hand, and got out of the car without any pause.
This action is quick, and it is definitely not what someone like her who hurts one foot should have.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the door opened and closed, and the person sitting in the co-pilot disappeared.
Yan Tianxing glanced through the car window and saw Mo Shangyun's back - without any memory, he turned around and walked to the street with a cane.
Wrinkling his eyebrows irritably, Yan Tianxing stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep galloped away on the road.
In a blink of an eye, the jeep disappeared around the corner.
Mo Shangjun didn't even look at it, she moved forward slowly, noticing the increasingly violent rain, she guessed that she had to find a place to rest first.
I really want to walk, with a cane and a leg, and walking is not particularly slow, especially Mo Shangyun has a talent in the control of tools, the crutches have been used for a day, no matter how you find them, practice makes perfect, the more you use them Hair up smoothly.
When the second car came galloping from behind, Mo Shangyun had already reached the corner 30 meters away.
However, the moment the car passed her, the owner of the car slammed on the brakes, and the car stopped suddenly at her feet.
There was water splashing on Mo Shangyun's trousers and white shoes, and the water stains were extremely obvious.
Mo Shangyun frowned, just thinking about whether he was out of luck, and suddenly, he heard a grumpy voice from the car—
"Poor bastard, get in the car."
Mo Shangyun raised his head and glanced at the car.
This car is a jeep driven by Yan Tianxing, and the person sitting in the car, except for Yan Tianxing, has no other trace.
After taking two glances, Mo Shangyun withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat, and the slender figure told the people in the car with a very firm attitude—
"No. 』
She was on crutches, turning.
The jeep followed her closely, the car drove as fast as she went, she slowed down a little, and the car also slowed down.
In this stalemate mode, Mo Shangyun walked nearly fifty meters.
"Are you going to die hard, or are you going to die of illness?"
Yan Tianxing's voice came from the car again.
Mo Shangjun originally planned to ignore it, but after listening for two seconds, he felt that there was a problem with his logic, so he couldn't help but paused, tilted his head and asked, "Is there a difference?"
"What do you say?"
Yan Tianxing put his hand on the car window and asked with a cold face.
In the final analysis, she killed herself.
Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun asked, "Where are you going?"
"The place where you won't die pitifully." Yan Tianxing replied.
Mo Shangyun hesitated for three seconds, opened the car door, and sat in the co-pilot again.
- The drops of water that had fallen on the co-pilot earlier were not dry.
As soon as he sat down, before he had time to buckle the seat belt, a towel flew over from the left side. Fortunately, his agility did not decrease. Mo Shangyun grabbed the towel from the air as soon as he lifted his hand.
Without further questioning, Mo Shangyun fastened his seat belt, took off his baseball cap, and wiped it from his wet hair.
Seeing that she didn't show any more irritating performance, Yan Tianxing retracted his gaze and continued to drive in silence.
When night fell, the street lights around the streets turned on at some point. The whole city was illuminated by neon lights, and the bright lights came into view. The night sky was dark and nothing could be seen.
When it was almost done, Mo Shangyun put the towel on his knees.
"Anything to eat?"
Touching his lower abdomen, Mo Shangyun asked suddenly.
After she came here, she ate two steamed buns in the morning and a bowl of noodles in the afternoon. By now, she was so hungry that her chest was sticking to her back.
He didn't intend to ignore her at first, but after hearing her question, Yan Tianxing subconsciously raised his hand to take the biscuits that Mucheng had dropped on the car, and he couldn't help but snort in the air after he got half of it.
However, when he turned his head, he saw Mo Shangyun was looking at him, his dark and bright eyes made people unable to refuse, so he threw the biscuits to her.
"Thanks."
After scooping out the biscuits, Mo Shangyun thanked him.
As soon as the biscuits arrived, Mo Shangjun tore open the package and prepared to eat. Yan Tianxing endured it, and finally took out a bottle of water and threw it to her, lest she choked to death and had to help with the funeral.
This time, Mo Shangyun, who felt Yan Tianxing's chill all over, took the bottle of water, but did not thank him any more.
Although Mo Shangjun was hungry, he didn't devour the biscuits in his hand. Instead, he ate slowly and didn't even make a sound.
An hour later, when Yan Tianxing drove the car to Shuiyunjian, he took the time to take a look at Mo Shangyun, and saw Mo Shangyun leaning on the back of the chair, with a hat on his head, and the brim of the hat covered his entire small face. , seems to be asleep.
He took a few glances, but he didn't say anything, and drove the car directly into the basement of the community.
As soon as the car stopped, Mo Shangyun reacted and moved, then raised a hand and took off the baseball cap.
She squinted, waiting for her vision to adjust to the dim light of the parking lot before opening it completely.
"get off."
The two words fell into my ears coldly.
The next moment, the door of the driver's seat was opened, and out of the corner of Mo Shangyun's eyes, he could only see Yan Tianxing's back. Without staying in the car for a long time, Mo Shangjun quickly got out of the car with a cane.
Yan Tianxing didn't stop and wait for her, he walked fast in front, Mo Shangjun limped after him, and he was nowhere to be seen in a blink of an eye.
Fortunately, it was very close to the elevator, so Mo Shangjun glanced around and followed.
When he arrived, as expected, he saw Yan Tianxing standing in front of the elevator, and before Mo Shangyun stopped, the elevator door opened.
Yan Tianxing walked in.
Mo Shangyun followed slowly.
Fortunately, Yan Tianxing didn't really want to leave her in the basement, so he kept the elevator door open, and waited until she walked in, before pressing the floor.
17th floor.
Mo Shangyun glanced at it, and the memory of half a year ago suddenly jumped into his mind.
If I remember correctly, Shuiyunjian, where Yan Tianxing brought her during the Chinese New Year, was on the 17th floor.
as predicted.
On the 17th floor, as soon as Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing got out of the elevator, familiar memories emerged one after another.
- It seems, she still remembers the password.
Yan Tianxing should rarely come back here, but people often come to clean it, so it doesn't matter if he comes here temporarily, at least it's clean.
Open the door, enter the hallway, put on slippers, and enter the living room.
Yan Tianxing let her feel free, and then took out a new set of bathrobes, indicating that she could take a bath.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and went out the door, as if he just sent Mo Shangyun here, and did not intend to spend the night.
Anyway, the atmosphere was very stiff, Mo Shangjun kept silent knowingly, and after he left, he glanced at the wet clothes on his body, and really took the bathrobe to take a shower.
It is very inconvenient to take a bath with an injured foot, but Mo Shangjun tried to tie his feet in a plastic bag before taking a shower in the hospital.
Twenty minutes later, Mo Shangyun came out wearing a bathrobe and holding a cane.
Yan Tianxing was still not there.
She took her mobile phone, walked to the sofa and sat down, then looked around in the address book and found a number that she hadn't contacted for a year.
If Yan Tianxing really thinks that she has lived a poor life, then, in order to avoid causing trouble to others, she can only make herself not so pitiful.
relatives
She seems to be more than just parents and brothers.
She clicked.
The phone rang three times, and Mo Shangjun handed the phone to his ear, "Uncle."
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