There is no layer of glass blocking the line of sight between the two of them, so they can see each other's outline more clearly.
"Get in the car."
Yan Tianxing used a commanding tone.
Without making any immediate move, Mo Shangyun stood there for a while, his cold gaze gradually softening.
He raised his legs, walked around the front of the car, opened the passenger door and got in.
Buckle up your seat belt consciously.
Yan Tianxing looked at her and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"Um."
In response, Mo Shangjun fastened his seat belt, crossed his legs, then rummaged through his pocket and took out a small plastic bag.
Yan Tianxing, who was just about to drive, glanced at the plastic bag in her hand.
I couldn't help but pause.
The small plastic bag was filled with bits and pieces of money.
There were coins as small as a dime, as large as a dollar, and coins, all thrown together in a haphazard manner. The exact amount was unknown.
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing asked with great interest: "Robbing a beggar?"
"Absolutely." Mo Shangyun replied perfunctorily, ignoring his teasing.
Opening the knotted plastic bag, Mo Shangyun took out a stack, then started counting them one by one and stacking them neatly.
Relationships are for passing time.
With a clear look, Yan Tianxing continued to drive.
Mo Shangyun concentrated on counting the change.
She got the money from beggars in whole coins.
That man looked like a professional beggar.
She made a bet with the beggar, and if she lost, she would give him two pieces of change. If she won, she would give him one, and all the change in his broken basin would belong to her.
As you can imagine, the entire basin of change was "robbed" by her.
However, counting carefully, the total amount is not much higher.
After sorting out all the change and retying the plastic bag, Mo Shangyun realized that he had been too busy.
He raised his eyes and looked out the car window.
Mo Shangjun discovered that Yan Tianxing did not drive the car back to Shuiyunjian when he made a U-turn, but he was too focused on counting money to take care of it.
As soon as he was free, Mo Shangjun asked: "Where are you going?"
"Where do you usually go when you date your ex?" Yan Tianxing asked without answering.
My ex...
Mo Shangjun said calmly, "Library."
"The library is not open," Yan Tianxing replied calmly, and then asked, "Where is the holiday?"
"bookstore."
"..." Yan Tianxing was silent for a moment, "I can't tell that your life is so boring."
"For top academics, learning is also a kind of enjoyment." Mo Shangyun tilted his head and looked at him sideways, "Sir, you can't understand."
Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched.
You have to give yourself a pat on the back for this kind of thing.
"There is a park nearby." Yan Tianxing said slowly.
"Not interested."
After finally walking back, I followed him for a walk in the wind and snow. Mo Shangjun was really not interested.
You have to have a certain temperament when pretending to be cool.
"Reading in the snow is very beautiful." Yan Tianxing's voice was low and hoarse, with a coaxing tone.
"cold."
Yan Tianxing smiled and deliberately looked at her from beginning to end, "I thought you had become an immortal."
"..."
Sensing the obvious irony, Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his nose, speechless for a moment.
Continue driving for about ten minutes.
Yan Tianxing parked the car on the side of the road.
"Get off the car and wait." Yan Tianxing ordered.
"No." Mo Shangyun remained motionless.
Anyway, she said she was "cold" outright, so she simply stopped pretending.
Yan Tianxing looked at her funny.
Then, he went to unbutton his windbreaker, slowly and leisurely, with long and beautiful fingers, and quick and neat movements, and all the buttons were unbuttoned in a blink of an eye.
As soon as he took off his windbreaker, he threw it towards Mo Shangyun.
The windbreaker was so big that it obscured his vision when it was thrown over. Mo Shangyun raised his hand to catch it, but unexpectedly, Yan Tianxing suddenly approached her and stretched out his arm to wrap around her shoulders.
The space inside the car was very narrow. As soon as Yan Tianxing approached, the two of them got very close, and Mo Shangjun didn't even have room to avoid them.
However, he is not someone who would 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 obediently, don't run around."
"I look very troublesome?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a threat in his words.
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing said: "If it were me, I wouldn't carry the hot bowl with my bare hands and then wash my hands with cold water after scalding it."
"..."
That's what he can do!
Mo Shangjun gave him a cold look.
Open his hands.
Yan Tianxing let go of her chin, then picked up the windbreaker, grabbed the collar and put it around her shoulders, wrapping it around her.
"Be back soon." Yan Tianxing smiled.
Rather than comforting and admonishing her, it is better to say it is a simple reminder.
Mo Shangjun said nothing and put on his windbreaker.
Although she was wearing a coat underneath, Yan Tianxing's clothes were still one size too big for her. Her height and body shape were both small, and they were baggy on her body.
Mo Shangjun didn't fasten his buttons, left his windbreaker open, opened the car door and walked out.
After sitting back in his original position, Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangjun through the car window before driving towards the roadside.
The windbreaker wrapped her body, leaving only her head and feet exposed. Her back was slender. Parked on the side of the road, she still overwhelmed others with her unique aura.
*
This street is more lively.
There are shops, restaurants, clothing stores, etc., and many stores are open on New Year's Day.
An Chen came out of a restaurant pushing a wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair was his mother, Anya, whose legs have been paralyzed for two years.
Ni Nu followed closely behind, and as soon as he went out, he walked to the wheelchair with a blanket.
"Auntie, it's a bit cold, please put the blanket on me first."
Ni Nu said to Anya thoughtfully, leaned over and covered Anya's body with a blanket.
"Thank you." Anya smiled softly and nodded towards Ni Nu, sighing intentionally or unintentionally.
During the Chinese New Year this year, An Chen was about to have a three-day holiday, so he made a special trip back, not wanting to bring back Ni Nu.
It was said that Ni Nu wanted to come over to play for two days, so he came with her. But by the end of the day, Ni Nu tried to please her intentionally or unintentionally, and his love for An Chen was also very obvious.
If the two of them were in love, Anya would only feel a little regretful - after all, she liked Mo Shangyun more.
However, she also knew that her son had no such feelings for Ni Nu.
All I can say is that it’s a pity for this little girl.
"Ni Nu, I'll bring the car over, and you can help me take care of my mother." An Chen explained to Ni Nu.
"OK."
Ni Nu agreed very readily.
An Chen thanked him, then took the car keys and left.
Seeing An Chen leave, Ni Nu chatted with Anya for a few words, and then asked: "Auntie, let's go to the roadside and wait."
"this……"
Anya looked at the steps ahead and hesitated.
There are four or five steps between the restaurant and the sidewalk, and there is no other way. An Chen came up in a wheelchair, and he had to hold him when he went down. This thin little girl in front of him...
"It's okay," Ni Nu said immediately, a little bit wanting to show off, "I have trained you, so I should have no problem holding you."
"Then," Anya thought for a while, but couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to nod, "Sorry to trouble you."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Ni Nu said quickly, feeling a little flattered.
After saying that, without any delay, he immediately leaned down, grabbed the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair from behind, and directly picked up the wheelchair.
Anya is a middle school teacher. Both of her legs were lost in an accident while saving a student. At that time, her legs were amputated directly from the knee.
Without two legs, her weight plus the wheelchair would be in vain.
Ni Nu was training in the army. Lifting the heavy weight was a bit difficult at best, but it was not an insurmountable task.
However——
She ignored that it was snowing now and there was snow on the ground.
When moving Anya down the two steps, Ni Nu stepped on the snow and accidentally slipped under her feet. She immediately lost her center of gravity and fell down suddenly while holding the wheelchair. She was horrified and desperately wanted to stabilize.
But he accidentally let go of the wheelchair.
The moment he fell, Ni Nu was completely confused.
The sudden accident made Anya unprepared for a moment. She grabbed the handle of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, but the wheelchair tipped forward. As the wheel hit the steps, she hit herself a few times, and her upper body also jumped forward.
Suddenly, a force from nowhere firmly grasped the wheelchair and her shoulders, causing her body that was leaning forward uncontrollably to fall back and return to its original position.
Immediately afterwards, the wheelchair was moved down the last step, and all four wheels fell onto the sidewalk.
Flat.
"Teacher An."
Before she could calm down, Anya heard a familiar shout.
The voice is a bit cool, the words are smooth and clear, and the tone is light.
There is only one person who can call her like that.
She raised her eyes in surprise and haste, and as expected, Anya saw Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun, who had released his wheelchair, had straightened up and was standing in front of her. He was wearing a loose windbreaker, which was opened to reveal the jacket and jeans underneath. It was a bit nondescript, but it had a chic attitude of its own.
Moving his gaze upward, he saw that beautiful and delicate face, with an almost indifferent expression. His phoenix eyes were half lowered to look at her, and his short short hair, stained with white snow, was flying wantonly in the air.
"Momo."
Anya's eyes suddenly became moist, and she held Mo Shangyun's hand tightly, with excitement hidden in her tone.
At this time, Ni Nu, who had fallen down hard, stood up with force.
I ran over and wanted to thank the "good Samaritans", but the moment I saw Mo Shangjun, I was stunned.
"How did you-" here.
Before he finished speaking, he noticed that Anya was holding Mo Shangyun's hand, and it was obvious that she was trembling. He looked at her expression, which was filled with excitement, emotion, and guilt. It seemed that she... knew her.
Moreover, he attaches great importance to the woman in front of him.
"Be careful next time." Mo Shangyun warned.
However, he did not forcefully break away from her hand.
"You," Anya calmed down, suppressed her excitement, and asked her, "are you back to celebrate the New Year too?"
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded.
"An Chen is back too. He just went to pick up the car. He should be back soon. Do you two want to meet-"
"Teacher An."
Mo Shangjun spoke up and interrupted her.
Anya paused, realizing that Mo Shangyun really didn't want to talk about An Chen anymore, her expression gradually dimmed.
Not wanting to embarrass Mo Shangyun, Anya sighed deeply and let go of her hand.
Mo Shangjun was not in a hurry to leave.
Lifting her eyelids, she looked at Ni Nu who was standing there, full of hostility.
It's that kind of look that doesn't take anyone seriously at all.
Ni Ni didn't have a good impression of her at all. Thinking of the last time he was brutally tortured, he felt a little annoyed and asked, "Are you An Chen's ex?"
Mo Shangjun frowned slightly, "Where have we met?"
Judging by his appearance, he looks quite familiar.
Ni Nu was so excited by her that he almost vomited to death. His blood immediately surged up and he said angrily: "We met on New Year's Day."
When she mentioned it, Mo Shangyun was somewhat impressed.
Clapping his hands, Mo Shangyun said casually: "As half-hearted as ever, don't do this kind of thing again."
After saying that, no matter how angry Ni Nu was, she turned around and planned to go to the street to continue waiting for Yan Tianxing.
Unexpectedly, I saw Anya in the wheelchair, but I didn't see An Chen. Later, I saw Ni Nu holding Anya's wheelchair down the steps extremely unsteadily, and she came over here.
I arrived in time and helped.
but--
She doesn't appreciate Ni Nu's aggressive behavior.
"Momo."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Anya couldn't help but call her to stop her.
Mo Shangyun paused and turned sideways.
"How many days will you stay here?" Anya looked at her deeply.
"Leave tomorrow." Mo Shangyun replied, his attitude was lukewarm.
Anya paused slightly, not knowing what to say.
I have known Mo Shangjun for many years.
Mo Shangjun was her student in her sophomore year of high school.
She teaches Chinese, and through some strange combination of circumstances, Mo Shangjun becomes the representative of her Chinese class.
At first, she had a headache because Mo Shangjun's Chinese scores were not very good, hovering just above the passing line. However, since Mo Shangjun became the representative of the Chinese class, her test scores were close to full marks every time, which can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.
At that time, she felt that this child was serious and responsible, so she felt very fond of him.
At the same time, he would also tactfully advise her to improve her scores in other subjects - yes, except for Chinese, Mo Shangjun's scores in other subjects were hovering around the passing line.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun was not as simple as she thought.
In the last exam for his sophomore year of high school, Mo Shangyun took the last spot with his grades and entered the sprint class for the college entrance examination.
Many teachers were talking about it at that time.
It happened that her son, An Chen, was also assigned to the same class as Mo Shangyun. It was she who asked An Chen to pay attention to this child. At that time, An Chen was the first in grade. She asked An Chen to help tutor Mo Shangyun if he had the chance.
Jun.
I don't know what happened between them afterwards.
An Chen didn't go into details. He only knew that after the college entrance examination, An Chen and Mo Shangyun both went to the same university. Later, I heard that An Chen was pursuing Mo Shangyun.
And later...
Thinking about this, Anya didn't know what to say.
In other words, how to face Mo Shangyun.
Before Anya could say anything else, Mo Shangyun stood for a while, then turned around and waved his hand, "I'm leaving. Please pay attention to safety when you go back."
Gone.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure getting out of a car on the roadside. Mo Shangjun glanced at it casually, and then walked all the way forward, away from the place where Yan Tianxing asked her to wait.
It's best not to see him 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 Nu.
After getting closer, I found that Anya and Ni Nu looked a little strange.
Ni Nu seemed to have fallen. His down jacket was stained with water and snow, and his hair had some mud on it. He stood silently next to the wheelchair, looking a little unhappy. There were complicated emotions hidden in his twinkling eyes.
Anya looked into the distance. When she saw him approaching, she hesitated and said, "I just saw Mo Mo."
Hearing the sound, An Chen paused suddenly, almost subconsciously, and looked towards the figure he saw earlier.
However, on the streets where people were coming and going, that person had long disappeared.
"Go after it."
Anya looked hesitant, but what she said was very certain.
We broke up in the first place because of a misunderstanding, right...
"Can--"
An Chen hesitated and looked at Anya and Ni Na worriedly.
The wind and snow were too heavy, and he couldn't rest assured if Anya stayed here.
At this time, Ni Nu lowered his head and said softly: "I will send Auntie into the car first."
Although he felt wronged and sad, he still took the initiative to help him.
Not out of kindness, but...
If An Chen can have a good outcome with that woman, she can make up her mind to give up on this idea.
If An Chen could just break up with that woman... She vaguely felt that there would be no result between the woman named Mo Mo and An Chen.
She liked An Chen so much, so she could see that the woman had no emotion at all when facing An Chen.
Somewhat surprised, An Chen glanced at her and said sincerely: "Thank you."
An Chen walked in the direction Mo Shangyun left.
He walked very fast, his pace was hurried, his eyes swept over each figure, and he refused to let go of every back figure - even though many times, he knew that the figure from behind was not familiar enough and was not hers.
One person after another, one figure after another, he had glanced past unintentionally before, but the most conspicuous figure suddenly disappeared when he really wanted to look for it. Each one was similar, and each one was different.
After searching for who knows how long, he arrived at the lake.
The wind was strong and the snowflakes were so wild that they were blinding.
He opened his eyes wide and allowed the cold wind to blow the snowflakes into his eyes. The coolness made the snowflakes melt in his eyes, bringing waves of chills.
Then--
He heard a rather helpless voice, "Are you looking for me?"
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