sinovels Chapter 10 10
Chapter 10 10
When Mo Cangli said that he was going to move out, Xinghuajun couldn't believe it.
His first reaction was: Where did the people of the Ming Dynasty get their money?
It was at the New Year's dinner table. The difference from last year was that he was not on night shift and the meal was for two people.Because it is cooking for someone who likes someone, Mr. Xinghua is very courteous, and the two of them also cook four dishes and one soup.I also opened a bottle of red wine that I usually don't want to drink.
The alcohol content of the red wine is not high, and while drinking it while watching the New Year's program, I filled up half a bottle before I knew it.His whole face was flushed, but his mind was still clear, and he didn't want to do that stupid thing at all.
"Have you thought about where to rent? Renting a house is very troublesome, and you need to get broadband. If you don't have furniture, you have to buy it yourself. I don't charge you here." To put it bluntly, I don't want him to run away.
"I know, living here, it's inconvenient for you to take people home."
"Take...Who are you taking home? Oh, you misunderstood me, I'm not the kind of person who messes around." The person in front of me has never been touched by a little hand, and she's still a boyfriend.Xinghuajun held his face and turned his head and took another sip.
"I checked, you like men."
"...Where did you get the news from?"
"And you still like me, so you have to avoid suspicion."
"You're gone, who will cook for you? You can't blow up the kitchen? And your manuscript fee..."
"I recently published a book, and it sold well. Don't worry about me, Mr. Xinghua."
It's really raining and my mother is going to get married.On the morning of the fourth day of junior high school, he said that he could move, and Xinghua Jun helped him put things into his suitcase. The faded suitcase was one that he hadn't used for several years.It happened that Mo Cangli came, so I borrowed him to pack clothes and sundries.Mo Cangli doesn't have many things, a few clothes, a quilt, and the most notable thing is a bill.
Long, handwritten, elegant and powerful handwriting.Write when and where how much money is owed to him.Mr. Xinghua looked down one by one, and some of them were already blacked out, which probably meant that they had already been marked on his card.
Because the forum management wanted to pay him a manuscript fee, he accompanied Mo Cangli to apply for a savings card.He filled in the ID number, and was stunned for a second when he wrote the date of birth, then turned his head and glanced at Mr. Xinghua who was suppressing a smile.
He pushed Mo Cangli, still feeling very funny, "19 years old! Write it!"
He was wearing a light blue denim jacket, which had been dyed a little whitish, so that it looked like a young man's style deliberately worn out. He really didn't look old, like a college student.
Mr. Xinghua tilted his head thoughtfully, could it be that this person is actually a monster?So... so young.She's three years younger than herself, it's a lie.
"Age represents a person's experience, so it is more beneficial for me to be older." Mo Cangli said.
When he first signed the column, the other party asked him to show his ID card, so he was questioned for a while.
Is it really necessary to draw so clearly?Someone repays the money, which is something to be happy about, but why do I feel sour and full of unreasonable feelings.
Xinghuajun sighed, put the bill back to the original place, and pretended not to find it.
After packing up his things, Mo Cangli pulled the suitcase to the door.
"It's just... you live alone, remember to eat on time, you know? Don't think it's too lonely to cook for yourself and order takeaway all day long."
Xinghuajun started his mother nagging again.Mo Cangli didn't feel bored.
"Contact often when you are free, or you can regret it and want to come back to live. Is it far? Do you want to call a car?"
"No need," Mo Cangli looked at the phone.
"That's good." Mr. Xinghua nodded and watched him close the door.
In fact, there is still a lot to say.Mr. Xinghua walked back and forth in the house.It's nothing more than wanting to stay, but I can't find any reason.Compared to Mo Cangli who is thoughtful, he is more of a person who prioritizes action.
He opened the door and chased it all the way downstairs, but there was no one there.
After Mo Cangli came out of this door, he entered the opposite door, totally unaware of Xing Huajun's operation.
He had been in contact with Shi Yanwen just now, and he said it politely: I am new to the Central Plains, I don't have many friends, so I wish Police Officer Shi a new year.
Shi Yanwen was very talkative, saying that he could come tomorrow. I wonder if Dr. Xinghua will come?
Mo Cangli hung his fingers on the keyboard, hesitated for a while, and then just made an opinion for Mr. Xinghua without authorization: "Here."
Anyway, he likes himself, as long as he speaks, whatever he says will follow.
The small high-rise has a wide view. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a few clusters of colorful flowers shining in the dark from a distance. That is the CBD of the city.
Now it is not like in the past, there is not a single star in the sky.
Mo Cangli sat by the window, thinking of those quiet nights.The glazed tree was burning on him like a fire, and he always liked to pull Xinghuajun to make a pillow, and he would feel more at ease if he was next to him.In fact, he is not a fragile person, but he has gotten used to it over the years.Just as Mr. Xinghua is used to taking care of him and taking care of his strange temper.
Once a person leaves such care, it is inevitable that there will be some withdrawal reactions.
The householder on the other side of the door was also looking at the stars, stars that didn't exist.
In the past love history, he has never had such an obsession with a person.Is it possible that this time is really the so-called "destiny"?
"Hey~ Mr. Xinghua of the Ming Dynasty, tell me a dream tonight, and tell me how you caught up with him." He fell into the soft blanket talking to himself.When I opened my phone, I found an unread message.
"Accompany me to Shi Yanwen's house tomorrow. Remember to bring some gifts for the New Year."
Xinghuajun sat up suddenly, "Why are you going to Shi Yanwen's house?"
"I have something to ask him."
What's up?Mr. Xinghua was about to press the send button, and then clicked backspace 4 times to delete them all.Don't you know what's going on tomorrow?
The next day, Mr. Xinghua looked for something to give away in the pile of New Year's goods at home.Some of them were some dry seafood purchased from Japan a few years ago, and they were to be sent to several pregnant female colleagues in the hospital. He had already thought of a box for each of them.He took a photo of a bottle of wine and asked Mo Cangli how it was?
If you want to ask the Renshi police officer for something, this bottle of wine is definitely not interesting.
Mr. Xinghua changed the bottle to a more expensive one, and sent it to Mo Cangli, asking him how it is?As a result, there was no reply for a while.Forget it, that Ming Dynasty person doesn’t understand either!Thinking so, Mr. Xinghua stuffed the wine back into the gift bag.
After a while, Mr. Xinghua was ready to change clothes and go out, and Mo Cangli's message came late, "Yes."
"Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up?"
Mr. Xinghua stared at the dialogue box to get dressed, and didn't wait for him to reply after getting dressed.I had no choice but to call his mobile phone. The dial tone lasted for 1 minute and then quickly changed to a busy tone.He then dialed a second time, still the same busy signal.
After 5 minutes, in that dialog box, a location address was sent.Mr. Xinghua looked at it several times, and felt that the map showed that he was at his home.
If it's not your own home, can you go to the next door?Mr. Xinghua ran out anxiously, dialed the phone again, this time it was connected, there was Mo Cangli's weak voice on the other side of the phone: "I can't go, you come to the opposite door, my door is not closed."
"I rely on you to really rent the opposite side!" Xinghuajun turned the doorknob on the opposite side while talking with him, "I thought you..." Seeing the scene in front of him, his phone fell to the ground in surprise on the ground.
Mo Cangli fell on the floor, his right hand was gradually becoming transparent.Not only his right hand... a part of his right body is slowly becoming transparent.
"Hello!" Mr. Xinghua hurried over to hug him up, his body was as cold as that day, Mo Cangli closed his eyes tightly and did not respond.
What is this called?The problem in front of him is obviously not something that can be solved by modern medicine. Mr. Xinghua took off her down coat and wrapped her around her, and hurriedly carried her downstairs.
I can only find Emperor Wen.