Mo Shangyun glanced at the very long call record, didn't bother to look at the date, and exited it directly.
She really doesn't remember who Ji Ruonan is. Just like she doesn't remember Lin Qi.
However, in her opinion, there is not much difference - there are no features that impress her anyway.
As for how closely she interacts with Yan Tianxing, it is not within her jurisdiction.
Find the first number in the address book.
Note:A.
Mo Shangjun clicked in and sent a text message to A.
——[Payment password.]
After the sending was successful, he threw the phone away, stood up, and entered the bedroom again.
Within five minutes, she came out in casual clothes.
Wearing a turtleneck sweater with jeans, a pair of slippers on his feet, and a brown cloak in his hand.
Mo Shangjun's face was quite gloomy.
After returning to the sofa and throwing away his cloak, Mo Shangyun picked up his phone again. When he looked at it, he found that Yan Tianxing had already replied to the message.
A series of numbers, concise and clear.
——[Let me lend you a coat to wear.]
——【Not satisfied with the preparation?】
--【Um.】
——[Come back and bring you new ones.]
Avoiding the subject of asking her to "borrow" a coat.
The profound meaning in it is surprising, and I can guess at least half of it.
Anyway, I didn’t refuse her “borrowing”.
Mo Shangjun didn't reply. He called a taxi using the mobile app. Then his eyes fell on the brown cloak at hand, and his face couldn't help but darken again.
Hanging tassels and hem, cute and cute style.
She is not a picky person, but this style is her Achilles heel.
What's more, this is not a desperate situation. As long as she has a choice, she... is still quite principled.
Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Shangyun turned around and entered Yan Tianxing's room.
Not long after, he put on an oversized black coat, answered the driver's call, and walked out the door with his cell phone.
*
Mo Shangyun grew up in this city.
It's just that I have had some special experiences since I was a child, so I'm not familiar with this place.
but--
There are still old acquaintances.
Fortunately, the driver didn't cheat her on the road and gave her extremely "concerned" greetings to her as she was going out for the Chinese New Year.
By the third sentence, Mo Shangyun realized that he was suspecting that he had run away from home.
Anyway, there was nothing to do, so Mo Shangyun continued to follow his instructions.
Without thinking, the driver felt that he had guessed it correctly. The more he talked about it, the more excited he became. With his rich imagination, he vividly described to Mo Shangyun the complex story of "the love-hate relationship between a young girl and a scumbag."
The story is also mixed with the intervention of a third party and the obstruction of both parents.
Mo Shangjun seemed to be listening to the story and found it interesting, but did not interrupt him.
After he had almost finished describing the story, he began to use the story of his daughter's encounter with the scumbag to persuade Mo Shangyun to stay away from the scumbag as soon as possible. He spoke earnestly and sincerely, and became more and more involved as he talked about it.
I talked about this for two hours.
Keep talking until you drive the car to your destination.
In the end, the driver advised her, "Girl, let's break up earlier. You're so handsome, are you afraid that you won't find someone who treats you sincerely?"
Mo Shangjun opened the car door and expected some reaction after hearing his words, so he gave him a very sincere look and nodded, "Okay."
The driver immediately breathed a sigh of relief and was delighted.
It's like... my daughter agreed to break up with the scumbag.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but be stunned.
If I remember correctly, the driver's daughter is still with the scumbag, but now she is married, but her life is not very good.
These things were a little far away from her, so she just wanted to listen to them. It showed that the driver was so worried...
"Thank you." She said softly as a thank you.
The driver hurriedly said: "No, no, you can drive if you want."
Mo Shangjun glanced at him and then got out of the car.
She walked into an alley.
Little did they know that the driver felt pity for her when he saw her heading to such a remote place.
…
There is a middle school near the alley. There are snack bars, clothing stores, stationery stores, bookstores, etc. along the road. It is very lively during school hours, but during the winter and summer vacations, most stores will be closed.
Now is New Year's Eve, a day for family reunions, and this street is even more desolate and desolate.
Mo Shangjun walked very slowly.
She didn't come here to reminisce, and she didn't go to middle school here, but her eyes were used to observing, so she took advantage of the time and paid more attention.
Halfway through the alley, she saw an open shop.
The pace paused.
This is a noodle shop that sells noodles, noodles, dumplings, and occasionally two fried side dishes. It’s just like an ordinary store, not very high-end, and not even very clean.
It's a very small store, with the door open, and warm yellow lights on inside. It's a bit dark. On the right side of the store is a small kitchen, where all the food is prepared. There is a path to the left, and there are several tables and chairs inside.
, for customers to sit and eat noodles in the store.
At this moment, someone is busy in the kitchen.
A middle-aged man in his early forties, short hair, tall, unshaven, and unkempt.
But such a person is making dumplings seriously.
"Uncle Chen."
Mo Shangyun walked into the light and stood outside the door, squinting his eyes slightly, with a smile hidden in his eyes.
Hearing the sound, Chen Lu pressed his fingers so hard that he almost punctured the dumpling.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Shangyun standing outside.
In the cold wind, Mo Shangjun stood in front, wearing a very long windbreaker that was too loose to fit. She put her hands in her pockets and stood in the dim light, raising her eyebrows and smiling at him.
"Little girl, you..." Chen Lu was at a loss for a moment and asked her in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"Let's eat some dumplings."
Mo Shangjun 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?"
"My family doesn't know."
"Is this the reason?!" Chen Lu immediately frowned and his tone was a bit serious.
She didn't even go home during the Chinese New Year. This girl... could she really have a conflict with her father?!
Mo Shangyun touched his nose and said, "Then I'm leaving."
After saying that, he really turned around and walked out.
"return!"
Chen Lu called her out angrily.
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun stopped and turned to look at him, "I'm hungry."
Chen Lu was neither angry nor smiling. He pointed inside and said, "Sit inside and pour yourself a cup of hot tea to satisfy your hunger. The dumplings will be ready later."
Mo Shangyun was obedient and actually walked in and sat down.
I poured myself a cup of tea with ease.
After choosing a seat and sitting 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 shop.
He is a veteran. It is said that when he first joined the army, he was assigned to the cooking class. His best skill is pasta. Mo Shangjun has known him for ten years and has often tasted his cooking.
It's really good.
At the moment, he has no relatives and friends. His parents passed away a few years ago, and there is little contact with relatives. He has never married or had children. He is alone and cannot celebrate the New Year. For him, the only difference is whether he has guests or not.
Knowing that he would not close the door at this time, Mo Shangjun came over specially to have a meal.
Afraid that she was really hungry, Chen Lu made dumplings faster, and within ten minutes, he came over with two bowls of cooked dumplings.
At this time, Mo Shangjun had already placed several small plates with the condiments for dipping the dumplings on, two portions of each.
Chen Lu sat down at the side and asked her: "Have you joined the company yet?"
"Um."
Mo Shangjun opened a pair of chopsticks.
"How's it going?"
After picking up a dumpling and dipping it in some hot sauce, Mo Shangjun took a bite and then replied, "It's okay."
"Where?" Chen Lu was eating dumplings.
"Sealand Military Region, 1st Army Group."
Chen Lu made a move and said, "Why did your dad go there if he wasn't...?"
Logically speaking, given Mo Shangjun's father's background, she should stay in the Beijing Military Region.
"Randomly assigned."
Without further questioning, Chen Lu changed the topic and said, "The company is busy celebrating the New Year, why do you have time to come here?"
"I have something to do and I'll be back in two days." Mo Shangjun answered in an extremely perfunctory manner.
The two fell silent.
After a while, Chen Lu seemed to want to ask for sure: "You really don't want to go home?"
"No reply."
"Where do you live?"
"Friend's house."
"You..." Chen Lu hesitated.
"Uncle Chen." Mo Shangyun interrupted him slowly.
"What?"
Mo Shangjun looked at him sideways, "You were never so verbose before."
"..." Chen Lu paused for a moment, but couldn't help but said, "I really can't blame your dad for that matter."
This topic really cannot be avoided.
Mo Shangyun paused, put a dumpling into his mouth, and finished it slowly.
After a while, she said: "No one blames him."
"and 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 was pointless to mention that matter again and again, so Chen Lu stopped talking about this topic.
The two talked about other things.
For example, Chen Lu’s business.
For example, Erlian's Erlianzi.
Chen Lu listened to her brief summary of the comprehensive strength of the Second Company, and her understatement in her tone was mixed with helplessness towards those scumbags. He simply couldn't laugh or cry.
It can be said that he grew up watching Mo Shangyun, but even he did not understand Mo Shangyun's true ability.
This second reconnaissance company... no, I should say the entire reconnaissance battalion, I don't know whether it was unlucky or lucky to meet her.
While chatting, Mo Shangyun finished eating the dumplings and added a bowl of noodles, drinking not even a drop of soup left.
When Chen Lu was putting away the dishes, he was a little surprised, "How long have you been hungry?"
"one day."
Mo Shangjun automatically ignored the apple that didn't replenish much energy.
"That's okay." Chen Lu put aside his worries.
Mo Shangyun stood up after eating and drinking, "I'm leaving."
Chen Lu looked at her, but didn't hold her back, "Be careful on the road."
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.
She didn't advise Chen Lu to close the stall earlier, and Chen Lu didn't ask her too much.
He came and left, like a passing friend, and like a simple guest. He talked about old times during the meal, and left no trace when he left.
Chen Lu watched her leave the alley before entering the store again.
I thought to myself, sometimes closing early is not a bad thing.
*
Twelve o'clock in the evening.
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 didn't expect that as soon as the door was opened, I saw the light in the living room was on, making it very bright.
He raised his eyes and glanced around, but saw no one, but found two bags on the sofa, which looked like they were filled with clothes.
It's so late, it's Chinese New Year, and I don't know where I bought it.
After entering the entrance hall and changing his shoes, Mo Shangjun walked to the living room. At the same time, he unbuttoned his coat, took it off and threw it directly on the sofa.
As soon as I threw it away, I heard my phone buzzing and vibrating.
Starting at seven o'clock in the evening, there was an endless stream of calls and text messages on the mobile phone, all of which came to give Yan Tianxing "New Year greetings."
Mo Shangjun didn't answer the phone call. He glanced at the notes in the text message and didn't even click on it.
Later, she simply set it to vibrate and glanced at it from time to time to see if Yan Tianxing had contacted her.
Now, it rang again.
It vibrated, probably a text message.
Mo Shangyun hesitated and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
This time, the person who sent the message actually made her look twice -
Ji Ruonan.
【Yan, Happy New Year.】
With a slight brow movement, Mo Shangjun moved his gaze slightly upward and noticed the time.
00:00.
The time is very accurate.
After staring at [Yan] for two seconds, Mo Shangjun suddenly felt a chill.
Just as I was about to drop my phone, I suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.
Looking around, he found that the door to the study room had been opened, and Yan Tianxing was walking out of it.
He took off his windbreaker, revealing the white shirt and black casual pants underneath. He unbuttoned two buttons under the collar and rolled up the two sleeves. It was extremely casual and...sexy.
"Back?"
Yan Tianxing made a sound and glanced lazily across her body.
The corners of Mo Shangjun's lips raised a subtle arc, she moved her fingers, and turned the phone twice in her hand. Then, she walked straight towards Yan Tianxing.
Until you reach him.
"Here."
Give him the phone.
Yan Tianxing was a little suspicious and took the phone over.
I looked down and saw that the screen was still on, and the latest text message came into view.
His brows moved slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he felt his shoulders sink. Mo Shangyun patted his shoulders, gave him an extremely "understanding" look, and then casually said: "I want to borrow the computer." (To be continued)