Ji Ruonan.
The last call was a week ago.
The time is half an hour.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the long call log, but he didn't bother to look at the date, so he exited directly.
She really doesn't remember who Ji Ruonan is. Like, she doesn't remember Lin Qi.
However, in her opinion, it didn't make much difference - anyway, there was no feature that impressed her.
As for how close she is to Yan Tianxing, it is not within her jurisdiction.
Find the first number in the address book.
Note: A.
Mo Shangyun clicked in and sent a text message to A.
-[Payment password.]
After sending it successfully, he threw his phone away, stood up, and went into the bedroom again.
In less than five minutes, she came out in casual clothes.
He was wearing a turtleneck sweater with jeans, a pair of slippers under his feet, and a brown cloak in his hand.
Mo Shangyun's face was quite gloomy.
Back on the sofa, he threw the cloak away, Mo Shangyun picked up his mobile phone again, and saw that Yan Tianxing had already returned the message.
A series of numbers, concise and clear.
- [Lend you a coat to wear.]
-[Not satisfied with the preparation?]
-[Um.]
—[Come back and bring you new ones.]
Avoided the topic of asking her to "borrow" a coat.
Which is profound, surprising, but also guessed seven or eight.
Anyway, she didn't refuse her "borrow".
Mo Shangyun didn't reply any more, he called a car using the mobile phone software, and then his eyes swept away and fell on the brown cloak by his hand, his face couldn't help but turn black again.
Hanging tassel, lace edge, cute style.
She is not a picky person, but this style is her death point.
What's more, this is not a desperate situation. Under the premise of choosing, she... is still quite principled.
Looking back, Mo Shangyun turned around and entered Yan Tianxing's room.
After a while, he put on a large black coat, answered the driver's call, and went out with his mobile phone.
Mo Shangjun grew up in this city.
It's just that my childhood experiences are a bit special, and I'm not familiar with this place.
but-
There are still old acquaintances.
Luckily, the driver did not pit her on the road, and he gave her extremely "concerned" greetings to her who was going out for the Chinese New Year.
In the third sentence, Mo Shangjun realized that he was suspecting that he had run away from home.
Anyway, being idle is idle, and Mo Shangjun continued to follow his meaning all the way.
Unexpectedly, the driver felt that he had guessed it right, and the more he talked about it, the more excited he became. With his rich imagination, he gave Mo Shangyun a vivid description of the complex "love-hate entanglement between a young girl and a scumbag". The story is also mixed with the intervention of a third party and the interference of the parents of both parties.
Mo Shangjun was like listening to a story, and found it interesting, but he didn't interrupt him.
After he described the story almost, he began to persuade Mo Shangjun to stay away from the scumbag as soon as possible with the story of his daughter meeting the scumbag.
That said, it took two hours.
All the while talking about driving the car to the destination.
At the end, the driver also persuaded her, "Girl, let's break up earlier, you look so smart, are you afraid that you won't be able to find someone who really treats you?"
Mo Shangyun opened the car door, listened to his words, and guessed that he had to give some reaction, so he gave him a very sincere look and nodded, "Okay."
The driver immediately breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became overjoyed.
It's like... my daughter agrees to break up with a scumbag.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but froze for a while.
If I remember correctly, the driver's daughter, who is still with the scumbag, is now married, but has a very bad life.
These things are a little far away from her, just listen to it, it can be seen that the driver is so worried...
"Thank you." She said softly, thank you.
The driver said in a hurry: "No, no, you can drive it if you want."
Mo Shangyun glanced at him, then got out of the car.
She walked into an alley.
As everyone knows, the driver felt pity when she saw her going to such a remote place.
…
There is a middle school near the alley. There are snack bars along the road, as well as clothing stores, stationery stores, bookstores, etc. It is very lively during school, but most of the stores will be closed during the winter and summer vacations.
Today is New Year's Eve, a day for family reunion, and this street is even more desolate and desolate.
Mo Shangyun walked very slowly.
She didn't come here for nostalgia, nor did she go to middle school here, but her eyes were accustomed to observation.
Halfway through the alley, she saw an open shop.
Pause.
This is a noodle restaurant that sells noodles, chaos, dumplings, and occasionally two side dishes. Just like a normal storefront, it's not very fancy, and it's not even that clean.
A very small storefront, the door is open, there is a warm yellow light inside, and it is a bit dark. On the right side of the facade is a small kitchen, where all the food is prepared. There is a path on the left side, and there are several tables and chairs. , for customers to sit and eat noodles in the store.
At the moment, someone is busy in the kitchen.
A middle-aged man, in his early forties, with an inch head, tall, unshaven and unkempt.
But such a person is seriously wrapping dumplings.
"Uncle Chen."
Mo Shangyun walked into the light, stood outside the door, squinted slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.
Hearing the sound, Chen Lu pressed his fingers hard, almost puncturing the dumpling.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Mo Shangyun standing outside.
In the cold wind, Mo Shangjun stood in front, wearing a long windbreaker that was too loose to fit. She put her hands in her pockets, stood in the dim light, raised her eyebrows and smiled at him.
"Little girl, you..." Chen Lu was at a loss for a while, and asked her in astonishment, "Why are you here?"
"Come and have some dumplings."
Mo Shangyun walked into the store.
Stopping his movements, Chen Lu looked at her strangely, "No, you are in the capital... why didn't you go home for the New Year?"
"The family doesn't know."
"This is the reason?!" Chen Lu immediately frowned, his tone a little heavy.
It's New Year's Eve, and she doesn't even go home. This girl... is she really in conflict with her father? !
Mo Shangjun touched his nose, "Then I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
"return!"
Chen Lu stopped her angrily.
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun stopped and turned to look at him, "I'm hungry."
Chen Lu was not angry, nor did he laugh. He pointed inward, "Sit in and pour yourself a cup of hot tea to satisfy your hunger. The dumplings will be ready in a while."
Mo Shangjun was also obedient, and really went in and sat down.
He poured himself a cup of tea with ease.
After choosing a place to sit down, she raised her eyes and looked at Chen Lu who continued to make dumplings.
Two years ago, Chen Lu rented the store here and opened a noodle restaurant.
He is a veteran. It is said that when he first joined the army, he was assigned to the cooking class, and his best skill is pasta. Mo Shangjun has known him for ten years, and he has never missed his craft.
is really good.
Right now, he has no relatives and no reason, his parents passed away a few years ago, and there is less contact between relatives, let alone a wife and children.
Knowing that he wouldn't close at this time, Mo Shangyun came over to have a meal.
Afraid that she was really hungry, Chen Lu's speed of making dumplings accelerated a lot. In less than ten minutes, he came over with two bowls of cooked dumplings.
At this time, Mo Shangyun had already put out several small plates, and put the seasonings for the delicious dumplings, two servings of each.
Chen Lu sat down and asked her, "Have you left the company?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun broke apart a pair of chopsticks.
"how is everything?"
After taking a dumpling and dipping it in some hot sauce, Mo Shangyun took a bite before answering, "It's okay."
"Where?" Chen Lu was eating dumplings.
"Sealand Military Region, 21st Army."
Chen Lu made a move, "Didn't your dad... why did he run there?"
It stands to reason that with Mo Shangyun's father's background, she should also stay in the Beijing Military Region.
"Randomly assigned."
Without further questioning, Chen Lu changed his words, "The company is busy with the New Year, why do you have time to run here?"
"Do something, I'll be back in two days." Mo Shangyun replied very perfunctorily.
The two fell silent.
After a while, Chen Lu seemed to want to ask with certainty, "You really don't want to go home?"
"No return."
"Where do you live?"
"friend's house."
"You..." Chen Lulu hesitated.
"Uncle Chen." Mo Shangjun interrupted him slowly.
"What?"
Mo Shangyun squinted at him, "You've never been so long-winded before."
"..." Chen Lu paused, but couldn't help but say, "I really can't blame your dad for that."
This topic really can't be avoided.
Mo Shangyun paused, put a dumpling in his mouth, and ate it slowly.
After a while, she said, "No one blames him."
"then you… "
"Afraid of trouble."
Chen Lu couldn't answer the call for a while.
Mo Shangyun is indeed afraid of trouble.
After thinking about it, he felt that it would be boring to mention it again and again, and Chen Lu didn't say anything along this topic.
The two talked about something else.
For example, Chen Lu's business.
For example, Erlian's Er Lengzi.
Chen Lu listened to her brief overview of the overall strength of the Second Company, and in his understated tone, mixed with helplessness for the group of scumbags, he couldn't help laughing and laughing.
It can be said that he grew up watching Mo Shangyun, but even he did not understand Mo Shangyun's true abilities.
This second reconnaissance company... No, it should be said that the entire reconnaissance battalion encountered her, and I don't know if it was bad luck or luck.
After chatting and chatting, Mo Shangyun finished eating the dumplings and added another bowl of noodles, not even a drop of soup was left.
Chen Lu was a little surprised when he was clearing the dishes, "How long have you been hungry?"
"one day."
Mo Shangyun automatically ignored the apple that didn't add much energy.
"That's fine." Chen Lu let go of that worry.
Mo Shangyun was full, and stood up, "I'm leaving."
Chen Lu looked at her, but didn't hold back, "Be careful on the road."
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.
She didn't persuade Chen Lu to close the stall earlier, and Chen Lu didn't ask her too much.
He came and went, like a passing friend, and like a simple guest, reminiscing about the past during the meal time, and leaving no trace when he left.
After Chen Lu watched her leave the alley, he re-entered the facade.
I thought to myself, it's not a bad thing to close the door early occasionally.
Twelve o'clock at night.
Mo Shangjun returned to Yan Tianxing's apartment.
Enter the password according to memory, and the door opens smoothly.
I thought Yan Tianxing hadn't come back, but I never thought that as soon as the door was opened, I saw the lights in the living room were on, very bright.
I looked up and saw no one, but found two bags on the sofa, which seemed to be filled with clothes.
It's so late, and I don't know where I bought it for the Chinese New Year.
Entering the entrance, changing shoes, Mo Shangyun walked to the living room, unbuttoned his coat at the same time, took it off, and threw it directly on the sofa.
As soon as I lost it, I heard the phone vibrate.
From seven o'clock in the evening, there has been an endless stream of calls and text messages from the mobile phone, all of which came to "pay New Year's greetings" to Yan Tianxing.
Mo Shangyun didn't answer the phone call, glanced at the notes in the text message, and didn't even open it.
Later, she simply adjusted it to vibrate, and glanced at it from time to time to see if Yan Tianxing had contacted her.
Now, it rings again.
It vibrated a bit, probably a text message.
Mo Shangyun hesitated for a while, and took out the phone from his pocket.
This time, the message came over, but it made her take a second look—
Ji Ruonan.
[Yan, happy new year.]
His brows moved slightly, and Mo Shangyun's eyes shifted slightly, noticing the time.
00:00.
The timing was unbelievably accurate.
Staring at [Yan] for two seconds, Mo Shangyun suddenly felt a chill.
Just as I was about to put the phone away, I heard the door open.
Looking at the sound, I found that the door of the study was opened, and Yan Tianxing was walking out.
Taking off the windbreaker, revealing the white shirt and black slacks inside, unbuttoning the two buttons under the collar, and rolling up the two sleeves, which is extremely casual and… sexy.
"came back?"
Yan Tianxing made a sound and glanced lazily over her.
The corners of Mo Shangyun's lips curled up in a subtle arc, her fingers moved, and the phone turned twice in her hand, and then she walked straight towards Yan Tianxing.
right up to him.
"Here."
Give him the phone.
Yan Tianxing was a little suspicious and took over the phone.
Looking down, the screen is still on, and the latest text message comes into view.
His brows moved slightly.
Immediately following, he felt his shoulders sink, Mo Shangyun patted his shoulder, gave him a look very "understanding", and then said leisurely, "borrow the computer for use."
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Yan Ye's strength kills...
Notice: Starting from tomorrow, we will strive for the second shift. The time is set at 10:00 am and 2:00 pm. However, when the bottle is streaking, the time may not be so punctual, please forgive me.
097, Ji Ruonan, I recommend