As soon as Yan Tianxing left, Ruan Yan slowed down his eating of noodles, picked up his chopsticks and poked a dumpling on Mo Shangyun's plate.
Mo Shangjun glanced at him speechlessly.
"Did you offend him again?" Ruan Yan asked after taking a bite of dumplings.
The dumplings taste good, and Yan Tianxing cooked them for the right time, so they taste pretty good.
"..."
Mo Shangyun did not answer Ruan Yan.
It’s hard to describe in one word.
She didn't want to "offend" Yan Tianxing, but Yan Tianxing's question came unexpectedly. She didn't have a specific answer, her mind was confused, and she subconsciously avoided it.
This time, Yan Tianxing is afraid that he will really explode.
Mo Shangjun picked up a few more dumplings for Ruan Yan, and then quickly finished the dumplings on his plate.
"Wash my dishes and chopsticks later."
After warning Ruan Yan, Mo Shangyun glanced at the door and hurriedly got into bed before Yan Tianxing came back.
Out of sight, out of mind, she didn't want to offend Yan Tianxing anymore.
So, when Yan Tianxing came back, he did not see Mo Shangjun again, but only saw empty plates and chopsticks on the table.
And the half of the uneaten dumplings in Ruan Yan's bowl.
Wrinkling his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing asked: "Where is she?"
Looking at Yan Tianxing's unkind expression, Ruan Yan said, "Sleep."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
If she eats and sleeps, do you think she is a pig?
He was already angry, but now Mo Shangyun hurriedly finished eating and ran away, which made Yan Tianxing even more angry. Yan Tianxing sat down opposite Ruan Yan and ate the noodles with a livid face.
Ruan Yan felt that he had been accidentally injured.
*
After returning to the bedroom, Mo Shangyun took a shower.
There were new toiletries in the bathroom. She took out a set and washed them, then briefly wiped her hair, and put the towel on the chair as soon as she came out.
Turn off the lights, go to bed, and sleep.
It should rain tonight, the air is humid and hot, and she was sweating as soon as she came out of the bathroom.
However, Yan Tianxing was not as stupid as Mo Shangshuang. He changed to a thinner quilt even if he was lying on his side, and fell on the mat. Mo Shangjun raised his hand and scooped up the summer quilt. There was a refreshing smell, not the kind that was exposed to the sun.
.
As soon as the quilt was lifted, Mo Shangjun wrapped it around his head, blocking all the light, and closed his eyes to sleep.
Although he would go to other people's offices to use the air conditioner from time to time, Mo Shangjun actually doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner. In other words, he doesn't rely on these things.
Yan Tianxing's home was equipped with central air conditioning, but she only opened the windows. Because the door was closed, the air did not circulate, and the air seemed to be burning. It was stuffy and hot under the quilt.
Mo Shangyun fell asleep in a daze, but woke up again in a daze.
She slept on the edge of the bed without even a pillow, so when she pulled the Xia quilt off her head in a daze, she turned over slightly and slid directly off the bed.
Hold!
The moment she landed, Mo Shangyun raised her head suddenly, but the back of her head hit the corner of the bedside table. She lowered her head in pain and simply lay on the ground without moving.
It hurts.
If we were to list down the top ten embarrassing things in life, Mo Shangyun would definitely rank this incident at the top.
She has never fallen off the bed since she was a child!
"Knock knock."
To my surprise, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Mo Shangyun immediately sat up from the ground, leaned her back on the bed, raised her hand to pull the quilt off the bed, and covered herself casually. She said, "What are you doing?"
The door opened in response.
The next moment, Ruan Yan's head poked in.
The curtains in the bedroom were not closed. Ruan Yan soon saw the head beside the bed. After being stunned for a moment, he asked: "Why are you sleeping on the floor?"
Mo Shangjun didn't even look back, and answered word by word: "...The bed at his house is too soft, and I can't get used to sleeping on it."
"oh."
Ruan Yan looked at her suspiciously.
After waiting for a few seconds and not hearing anything from Ruan Yan, Mo Shangyun finally turned around and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Ruan Yan said: "Get ready to go to bed. If I hear the movement in your bedroom, I will come over and take a look."
"..."
Is the sound insulation that bad?
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched the back of his head, unable to stop cursing in his heart.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun asked: "Where is he?"
Ruan Yan said: "I went to sleep next door."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded.
Ruan Yan said: "Good night."
"Good night."
Following Mo Shangyun's voice, Ruan Yan closed the bedroom door.
Mo Shangjun scratched his hair irritably, making his short hair look like a bird's nest.
She lifted her hand back, lifted the quilt along with it, and threw her directly onto the bed.
She sat on the ground and didn't move.
The air is hot and dry, but it is not as chaotic and confused as before, and my brain is actually clear and bright.
I probably won't be able to sleep for a while.
She raised her eyes and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of her.
The balcony was empty, nothing was placed there, the glass windows were open, there was no wind, and there was not even a mosquito or moth in the bedroom that had not been occupied for a long time. It was quiet and deserted.
After staring at the balcony in a daze for a while, she lowered her head to look at her watch.
After looking at the dim light for a few seconds, she realized that she had only slept for half an hour.
No wonder Ruan Yan hasn't slept yet.
But when she was just half asleep and half awake, she always felt that she had had a long dream. In a short period of time, countless pictures emerged in her mind, layer upon layer, one after another, chaotic but clear.
In a daze, she could hear many people talking in her ears, clearly and distinctly, some roaring or whispering, some fierce or gentle...
She seemed to wake up at the moment when her brain was about to explode. The environment was so hot that it was difficult for her to breathe. She was in a trance, wandering on the edge between reality and sleep.
So, I made the stupid mistake of falling off the bed.
Ruan Yan should have noticed it, but he didn't point it out clearly. After all, saying such things would only hurt feelings and would be meaningless.
Raising her hand to press her eyebrows, Mo Shangyun felt that she couldn't raise her strength. She simply sat motionless on the floor, with an open balcony in front of her and a heated bed behind her. When she tilted her head, her ears were touching
There is a warm touch on the quilt.
This weather is so fucking hot.
*
After Yan Tianjing finished eating all his brother's "filial piety" dumplings, he tidied himself up a little and then returned to the bedroom to prepare for bed.
Every room has air conditioning, so there are no worries about neighbors in his home.
No need for a mat or summer quilt.
A silk quilt is enough.
What's more, it's already very cool at home.
However, Yan Tianjing was completely unaware that the night had not passed yet, Yan Tianxing had not left yet, and his experience was far from over——
Not long after lying down, Yan Tianjing felt sleepy. Just as he was entering a deep sleep, he suddenly heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open.
He is not used to locking the door.
The moment he heard the sound, Yan Tianjing suddenly woke up and looked towards the door with half-squinted eyes.
A tall and straight figure suddenly came into view.
Yan Tianjing turned over and sat up on the bed. He raised his hand and grabbed his hair and said almost suppressing his anger: "What do you want to do again?"
That’s right!
He could identify Yan Tianxing just by looking at the figure without seeing the person's face.
Yan Tianxing glanced at him indifferently and said, "Sleep."
"Why did you come to my house while you were sleeping?" Yan Tianjing was confused and couldn't understand Yan Tianxing's brain circuit.
Yan Tianxing said: "I'll sleep in your room."
Yan Tianjing asked: "Then where should I sleep?"
"Sleep wherever you want."
Yan Tianxing expressed indifference to this.
Yan Tianjing's house has four rooms, three bedrooms and a study room, so he can sleep anywhere.
Yan Tianjing was sobered up by him. Although he was still a little sleepy, it did not hinder his thinking, so he made a smart guess: "You will not be kicked out by Mo Shangyun -"
In terms of force value, Yan Tianjing can single out four or five local gangsters without even batting an eyelid.
However, facing a being of Yan Tianxing's level, there is no chance of winning at all.
To use the words Yan Tianxing threatened a few years ago - I can crush you to death with one finger.
This time, Yan Tianxing didn't use one finger, but one hand - he directly lifted Yan Tianjing out of the comfortable bed, and then pushed him out of the door.
"You sleep on your side so much, why do you have to sleep in my bedroom?"
Yan Tianjing, who was standing outside the door, asked Yan Tianxing with a headache.
"No quilt."
Yan Tianxing replied to him with three words simply and clearly, and then closed the door with a bang.
Yan Tianjing was stunned for a moment.
Yes, there are no quilts on the beds in other bedrooms, they are all stuffed into the closet...
But!
Does he look like someone who would tuck the quilt core into the quilt cover?!
Yan Tianjing, who had repeatedly experienced the incident of having his hand-washed fruit taken away by his brother, being robbed by his brother with his sister-in-law and friends, and being dragged out of bed and thrown out of the house without even having a peaceful sleep, didn't even feel it for a moment.
Not angry, but...completely numb.
Of course, Yan Tianxing, as a soldier who has been in the army for many years and is known as a soldier who "can do everything except give birth to children", naturally does not know how to put on a quilt, nor is he too lazy to put on a quilt. Rather, as a person who has appeared twice in Yan Tianjing's circle of friends
Brother, because he was in a bad mood, he deliberately picked trouble with Yan Tianjing.
Being depressed alone is not as good as being depressed by everyone.
Insomnia alone is not as good as insomnia among others.
*
Mo Shangyun, who had not climbed into bed, sat on the ground and hugged his knees and squinted for a while.
The moment she opened her eyes again, it suddenly started raining heavily outside.
Crackling.
Lightning illuminated the entire bedroom in an instant, flickering on and off for two seconds. For a brief moment, the room looked like daylight, followed by thunder and a rumbling sound.
This was a long-planned heavy rain, and after several hours of sweltering heat, it finally arrived as scheduled.
The rain was pouring down, big droplets of water fell, and the balcony windows were not closed. The rain poured down, flew in diagonally, and was blown away by the wind into water droplets. When it fell on Mo Shangyun, only the tiny droplets were left.
The water drops, with a hint of coolness, are actually a little bit comfortable on this hot summer night.
Listening to the rain hitting the windows and the sound of the ground, Mo Shangyun took a breath and felt much more relaxed all over.
After a few seconds, she stood up, walked barefoot to the balcony without wearing slippers, and closed the balcony window.
It was as if a barrier was added to the sound of rain in an instant, and it was no longer so clear.
The floor under his feet was splashed with rainwater and his feet were wet. Mo Shangyun glanced at it casually and walked into the bedroom.
The current time is three o'clock in the morning.
Mo Shangjun wanted to go to bed directly, but when she heard the phone vibrating on the chair, she squinted her eyes and thought about what bastard stayed up all night, and was stunned when she got the phone.
It felt like all the sleepiness I had accumulated during this period of time suddenly disappeared without a trace.
This is Shirakawa's mobile phone number.
She didn't save it, but she remembered it.
Xu Lishuo said that Bai Chuan never changed his phone number.
Shirakawa will use this phone number when he is in Anjo.
However, Mo Shangjun never called this number once, and could not verify the authenticity of Xu Lishuo's words.
Could it be Shirakawa?
Mo Shangjun only felt a sudden pain in his temple.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mo Shangyun stared at her phone for a moment, and finally she clicked to answer it.
"Mo'er."
Bai Chuan's voice came clearly, a bit dull and hoarse, low, no longer playful, and not that smooth.
"..."
Mo Shangjun said nothing.
She had been looking for Black Hawk's whereabouts and wanted to know Black Hawk's intentions, but there was Black Hawk's leader, Bai Chuan, on the other side of the phone, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.
What's his plan?
What conspiracy is he planning?
What kind of bad news does he want to bring her?
She wanted to cut off the phone, but she was afraid of missing important news.
She didn't say anything for a long time.
"You're not in Yuncheng," Baichuan continued, "It doesn't rain here."
There was obvious disappointment in his voice.
The sound of rain outside the window was still very loud, and occasionally there was a burst of thunder. Listening to his words, Mo Shangjun felt as if he had gone back many years ago.
When he was drunk, he would like to call her in the middle of the night, make an appointment for the next meeting, tell her that he had got several good things that he wanted to bring to her, and ask her which one she liked best.
After drinking too much, he also likes to act like a coquettish child, like a child who has not grown up.
She would always annoy him when she was woken up in the middle of the night. When they met, she would beat him up and threaten him, but he would never change. (To be continued)