The window slowly slid down.
In the sight of the two, there is no barrier of a layer of glass, so the outline of the other party can be seen more clearly.
"boarding."
Yan Tianxing used a commanding tone.
Without immediate action, Mo Shangyun stood there for a while, his cold eyes gradually softening.
He raised his legs, walked around from the front of the car, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.
Buckle up your seat belt consciously.
Yan Tianxing looked at her and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Um."
In response, Mo Shangyun fastened his seat belt, folded his legs, and then flipped through his clothes pocket and took out a small plastic bag.
Yan Tianxing, who was just about to drive, glanced over the plastic bag in her hand.
Had to stop.
Small plastic bags filled with bits and pieces of money.
As small as a dime, as large as a piece, and coins, they were thrown together in a mess, and the exact amount was unknown.
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing asked with great interest, "Rob the beggar?"
"Almost." Mo Shangyun replied perfunctorily, ignoring his ridicule.
Open the knotted plastic bag, Mo Shangyun takes out a stack, and then starts counting one by one, stacking them neatly.
Love is to pass the time.
Clearly looking back, Yan Tianxing continued to drive.
Mo Shangjun counted the change attentively.
The money was exchanged from the beggar with the whole money.
The man looked like a professional beggar.
She made a bet with the beggar. If she lost, she gave him two whole coins. If she won, she gave him one. All the change in his pot belongs to her.
As a result, it is conceivable that the entire pot of change was "robbed" by her.
However, if you count it carefully, the total amount is not much higher.
After sorting out all the change and tying up the plastic bag again, Mo Shangyun realized that he was a little too busy.
He looked up and looked out the car window.
Yan Tianxing didn't drive the car back to Shuiyunjian, Mo Shangjun found out when he turned around, but he didn't have time to concentrate on counting money.
As soon as it was empty, Mo Shangyun asked, "Where are you going?"
"Where do you usually go on a date with your ex?" Yan Tianxing asked without answering.
ex...
Mo Shangyun said calmly, "Library."
"The library is not open," Yan Tianxing replied fluently, and then asked, "What about the holiday?"
"bookstore."
"..." Yan Tianxing was silent, "I can't see that your life is so boring."
"For Xueba, studying is also a kind of enjoyment." Mo Shangyun tilted his head and looked at him slantingly, "Sir, you can't understand."
Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched.
In this matter, you have to praise yourself.
"There is a park nearby." Yan Tianxing said slowly.
"Not interested in."
After finally walking back, and following him around in the wind and snow, Mo Shangyun was really not interested.
There must be a degree of handsomeness.
"Reading in the snow, the artistic conception is very beautiful." Yan Tianxing's voice was hoarse, with a coaxing tone.
"cold."
Yan Tianxing smiled and deliberately looked at her from beginning to end, "I thought you were immortal."
"… "
Aware of the obvious sarcasm, Mo Shangjun raised his hand and touched his nose, and was speechless for a moment.
Continue to drive for ten minutes.
Yan Tianxing parked the car on the side of the road.
"Get off the bus and wait." Yan Tianxing instructed.
"No." Mo Shangyun didn't move.
Anyway, she bluntly said "cold", and she simply stopped pretending.
Yan Tianxing looked at her funny.
Then, he unbuttoned his windbreaker with his hands, slowly, his fingers were slender and good-looking, his movements were quick and neat, and he unbuttoned all the buttons in a blink of an eye.
As soon as he took off his windbreaker, he threw it to Mo Shangyun.
The windbreaker was very large, and the moment it was thrown over, it covered her sight. Mo Shangjun raised his hand to pick it up, but he was not guarded.
The space inside the car is very narrow. As soon as Yan Tianxing approached, the two were very close, and Mo Shangjun didn't even have space to avoid.
However, it is not someone who will avoid it.
Yan Tianxing pinched her chin with his fingers, lowered his eyes, and met her bright black eyes. He whispered, but with full domineering, "Wait, don't run around."
"I look very uneasy?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a threat in the lines of his words.
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing said, "If it were me, I wouldn't carry a hot bowl with my bare hands, and wash my hands with cold water after it's hot."
"… "
As long as he can!
Mo Shangyun gave him a cool look.
Open his hands.
Yan Tianxing let go of her chin, but picked up the windbreaker, grabbed the collar around her shoulders, and put it on her.
"Come back soon." Yan Tianxing said with a smile.
Rather than comforting and admonishing her, it is a simple reminder.
Mo Shangyun didn't say anything, and put on his windbreaker.
Although she was wearing a coat inside, Yan Tianxing's clothes were one size too big for her, her height and body were too small, and they were loose on her body.
Mo Shangyun didn't fasten his buttons, let the windbreaker open, pushed open the car door and walked out.
Sitting back in place, Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangyun who was walking towards the roadside through the car window before driving.
The windbreaker wrapped her body, only showing her head and feet, with a slender back, she was parked on the side of the road, still crushing others with her unique aura.
This street is more lively.
There are shops, restaurants, clothing stores, etc. On the first day of the new year, there are also many storefronts open.
An Chen pushes a wheelchair out of a restaurant. Sitting in the wheelchair is his mother, Anya, who has been paralyzed for two years.
Ni Ruo followed closely, and as soon as she went out, she walked to the wheelchair with a blanket.
"Auntie, it's a little cold. Put the blanket on first."
Ni Ruo said to Anya intimately, and leaned over to cover Anya with the blanket.
"Thank you." Anya smiled softly and nodded to Ni Ruo, but sighed intentionally or unintentionally.
This year's Chinese New Year, An Chen had a three-day holiday, so he made a special trip back, not wanting to bring back a Ni Ruo.
It was said that Ni Ruo wanted to come over to play for two days, so they came together, but after the day, Ni Ruo flattered her intentionally or unintentionally, and her love for An Chen was also obvious.
If the two are in love, Anya will only feel a little regret - after all, she prefers Mo Shangyun.
However, her son, she also knew that he didn't have any feelings for Ni Ruo.
All I can say is, it's a pity for this little girl.
"Ni Ruo, I'm going to drive the car over, you can help me take care of my mother." An Chen explained to Ni Ruo.
"Row."
Ni Ruo agreed very readily.
An Chen thanked him, then took the car keys and left.
Seeing An Chen leave, Ni Ruo chatted with Anya, and then asked, "Auntie, let's wait by the roadside."
"This… "
Anya looked at the stairs ahead and hesitated.
From the restaurant to the sidewalk, there are still four or five steps, and there is no other way. When he came, An Chen came up with a wheelchair, and he had to hold it when he went down. This skinny little girl in front of me...
"It's okay," Ni Ruo said immediately, a little wanting to show, "I have trained, so it should be fine to hold you."
"Then," Anya thought about it for a while, but she couldn't refuse, so she nodded, "Excuse me."
"it's okay no problem."
Ni Ruo said quickly, a little flattered.
After speaking, without delay, he immediately leaned down, grabbed the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair from behind, and directly picked up the wheelchair.
Anya, a middle school teacher, lost her two legs in an accident to save a student. At that time, her legs were amputated directly from her knees.
With her two legs missing, her weight plus the wheelchair would be worthless.
Ni Ruo was training in the army, and carrying Bai Laijin's weight was at best a little difficult, not a task that could not be completed.
Of course—
She ignored it, it was snowing right now, and there was snow on the ground.
When moving Anya down two steps, Ni Ruo stepped on the snow and accidentally slipped under her feet. She immediately lost her center of gravity, and fell down suddenly with her wheelchair in her arms. She was horrified and desperately wanted to stabilize. But he accidentally let go of the wheelchair.
At the moment of the fall, Ni Ruo's mind was completely dazed.
The sudden accident made Anya not guarded for a while, and she tightly grasped the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, but the wheelchair fell forward.
Suddenly, a force from nowhere, firmly grasped the wheelchair, and at the same time grasped her shoulders, causing the uncontrollable leaning forward body to fall back and return to its original position.
Immediately after, the wheelchair was removed from the last step, and all four wheels fell on the sidewalk.
flat.
"Ms. An."
Before she could slow down, Anya heard a familiar shout.
The voice is a little cold, the words are smooth and clear, and the tone is light.
The only one who can call her like that.
Surprised and hurriedly raised her eyes, no surprise, Anya saw Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun, who had loosened his wheelchair, had already stood up and was standing in front of her at the moment, wearing a loose windbreaker, which was open to reveal the jacket and jeans inside.
Looking up, it was that beautiful and delicate face, with an almost indifferent expression, her phoenix eyes were half-drooping at her, her short hair was stained with white snow, and it flew freely in the air.
"Ink."
Anya's eyes suddenly became wet, and she tightly grasped Mo Shangyun's hand, with excitement hidden in her tone.
At this time, Ni Ruo, who had fallen heavily, stood up.
Xiao ran over and wanted to thank the "kind-hearted people", but the moment he saw Mo Shangyun, he was stunned.
"How do you—" here.
Before he finished speaking, he noticed that Anya was holding Mo Shangyun's hand, and she was clearly trembling, looking at her expression, excited, emotional, and guilty, as if... she knew it.
Moreover, he attached great importance to the woman in front of him.
"Be careful next time." Mo Shangyun instructed.
However, he did not forcibly break free from the hand that was holding her.
"You," Anya slowed down, suppressed her excitement, and asked her, "Have you come back for the New Year too?"
"Well." Mo Shangyun responded.
"An Chen is also back. I just went to pick up the car. I should be back soon. Do you two want to meet-"
"Ms. An."
Mo Shangyun spoke up and interrupted her.
Anya paused, realizing that Mo Shangyun really didn't want to talk about An Chen anymore, and his expression gradually dimmed.
Not wanting to embarrass Mo Shangyun, Anya sighed deeply and released her hand.
Mo Shangjun was not in a hurry to leave.
Lifting her eyelids, she looked at Ni Ruo who was standing once, full of hostility.
Another look that doesn't take people seriously.
Ni Ruo didn't like her in the first place, and suddenly thought of the scene of being tortured last time, she was a little annoyed, "Are you An Chen's ex?"
Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, "Where have we met?"
It looks familiar.
Ni Ruo was so excited by her that she almost vomited to death, her blood rushed up, and she said angrily, "We met on New Year's Day."
When she mentioned it, Mo Shangyun had a bit of an impression.
After clapping his hands, Mo Shangyun said leisurely, "As always, half-assed, don't do this kind of thing in the future."
After speaking, no matter how angry Ni Ruo was, she turned around and planned to go to the street to wait for Yan Tianxing.
She accidentally saw Anya in the wheelchair, but didn't see An Chen. Later, when she saw Ni Ruo holding Anya's wheelchair down the steps, she walked towards this side.
Just in time to help.
but-
She did not appreciate Ni Ruo's stubborn behavior.
"Ink."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Anya couldn't help calling her.
Mo Shangyun paused in his steps and turned sideways.
"How long are you here?" Anya looked at her deeply.
"Let's go tomorrow." Mo Shangyun replied with a lukewarm attitude.
Anya paused slightly, not knowing what to say.
I have known Mo Shangyun for many years.
Mo Shangjun was her student in her second year of high school.
She taught Chinese, and Mo Shangyun became her Chinese class representative.
At first, she had a headache, because Mo Shangyun's Chinese grades were not very good, and she was hovering on the pass line, but since Mo Shangyun became the representative of the Chinese class, her scores in each test were close to full marks, which can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.
At that time, she felt that the child was very serious and responsible, so she felt good.
At the same time, she would also euphemistically persuade her to improve her grades in other subjects - yes, Mo Shangyun's grades in other subjects were hovering on the pass line except for Chinese at that time.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun was not as simple as she thought.
In the last exam of the second year of high school, Mo Shangjun used his grades to step on the last place and entered the sprint class for the college entrance examination.
At that time, many teachers were talking about it.
Coincidentally, her son, An Chen, was also assigned to the same class as Mo Shangjun. She asked An Chen to pay attention to this child. At that time, An Chen was the first in the grade. She asked An Chen to help Mo Shang if she had a chance. Yun.
I don't know what happened between them afterwards.
An Chen didn't go into details, but only knew that after the college entrance examination, An Chen and Mo Shangyun both went to the same university, and later I heard that An Chen was chasing Mo Shangyun.
after that…
Thinking of this, Anya didn't know what to say.
In other words, how to face Mo Shangyun.
Before Anya could say anything else, Mo Shangjun stood for a while, then turned around and waved his hand, "I'm leaving, go back and pay attention to safety."
gone.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a figure getting off a car on the side of the road, Mo Shangyun swept over casually, and then walked all the way, away from where Yan Tianxing asked her to wait.
Better not see, to avoid trouble.
After An Chen got out of the car, he noticed Mo Shangyun's back and felt vaguely familiar, but he didn't think much about it and walked straight towards Anya and Ni Ruo.
After approaching, I found that Anya and Ni Ruo had strange expressions.
Ni Ruo seemed to have fallen, her down jacket was soaked with water and snow, and some mud rolled in her hair. She stood beside the wheelchair without saying a word, looking a little unhappy, with complex emotions hidden in her twinkling eyes.
Anya looked into the distance, and after seeing him approaching, she hesitated and said, "I just saw Momo."
Hearing the sound, An Chen paused, almost subconsciously, and looked at the figure he had seen earlier.
However, on the streets where people come and go, the man has long disappeared.
"Go after it."
Anya looked hesitant, but what she said was certain.
It was because of a misunderstanding that we broke up in the first place, right
"Can-"
An Chen hesitated, looking at Anya and Ni Ruo worriedly.
The wind and snow were so heavy that he couldn't rest assured that Anya stayed here.
At this moment, Ni Ruo lowered her head and said softly, "I will send Auntie to the car first."
Although he was wronged and sad, he still took the initiative to help him.
Not so kind, but...
If An Chen can have a good result with that woman, she can make up her mind to die.
If An Chen could just break up with that woman... She faintly felt that the woman named Momo would have no results with An Chen.
She liked An Chen so much, so she could see that when that woman faced An Chen, she had no emotion at all.
A little surprised, An Chen glanced at her and said sincerely, "Thank you."
An Chen walked in the direction Mo Shangyun left.
He walked very fast, in a hurry, his eyes swept across, and he refused to let go of every back—even though many times, he knew that the back was not familiar enough, not her.
One after another, the backs of one after another, clearly swept past inadvertently before, and the most conspicuous back suddenly disappeared when he really wanted to find it.
I don't know how long it took, he came to the lake.
The wind was strong and the snow was wanton, enough to fascinate the eye.
He opened his eyes wide and let the snowflakes blow into his eyes with the cold wind. It was cool, and the snowflakes melted in his eyes, bringing bursts of chills.
Then-
He heard a rather helpless voice, "Are you looking for me?"
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