Where the warm sun does not fall
Chapter 98
Chapter 98
When Mo Mozhe was on the way to Ye Changan's house, he sat in the back seat and looked out the window in silence.
Occasionally, she glanced down at the text messages she sent to her private mobile phone, and couldn't help rubbing her fingers lightly on the screen.
At first, when he didn't see her Weibo, he thought she chose to own it, but after seeing her Weibo, when he read this message again, he felt like saying goodbye.
Mo Mozhe's first impression of Ye Chang'an was not the girl's clean and fair face with delicate features, but the pair of bright eyes. Yan.
It was deja vu.
But he couldn't remember where he had intersected with her.In fact, after getting along with him, he also discovered that she didn't seem to have the experience of meeting him in a certain place before.
Ye Changan had just finished cleaning, and when he heard the doorbell ring, he couldn't help being surprised. When he saw Mo Mozhe through the cat's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then opened the door when he rang the bell for the second time.
She was wearing rubber gloves covered with a layer of foam, her entire face was still fair, only a trace of dust fell on her forehead and the side of her face, which seemed to add a bit of cuteness to her face.
He stood at the door and looked her up and down, then smiled and said: "Is it convenient for me to go in?"
Only then did Ye Changan's eyes move away from his plastered hand, "What's wrong with your hand..."
"Plaster cast." He turned sideways and wiped her into the room, just walked a few steps, saw the suitcase and mess she left in the living room, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "I don't seem to come here at a good time when."
Ye Changan closed the door, turned around and saw the suitcases that he dragged out and sorted them out again, his face blushed slightly, and his tone was a little light, "No, you sit down, I'll get you a glass of water."
"No need." He looked around, then sat down on the sofa, his eyes fell on her, and his tone was gentle: "Are you done? Do you need my help?"
Ye Changan was taken aback again, took off the glove in his hand, wiped his face with the back of his clean hand, then sat down, hesitated and guessed, "You seem to have something to tell me."
Mo Mozhe nodded, looking a little tired.He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "I saw Weibo, and I also saw text messages..."
Ye Changan's heart skipped a beat, but his face was still very calm, just looking at him quietly.
Mo Mozhe's eyes fell on her calm and unwavering eyes, and his heart sank, but the words turned into: "Since you thank me, can you take me in for a few days. There are several properties in City A It’s on the market, and my new house is still being renovated.”
Ye Changan actually understood that he wanted to stay.Even she knows that he has several properties in City A. Even if they are on the market now, he can go to the broker's place, and even the company... Xingguang has his own lounge, or a hotel.
But the words of her refusal came to her lips. Seeing his continuous exhaustion, she finally felt soft-hearted and unwilling to speak. She nodded and agreed, "You can stay if you want. I just want to go back to my parents' house. But you only hand, is it convenient?"
Mo Mozhe had already sounded the alarm in his heart, opened his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.
After being silent for a while, Ye Changan got up to make tea for him.
In the living room, the only sound was his breathing, each sound getting heavier and heavier.
Fortunately, the leisure time in the afternoon was quite harmonious. She hugged the computer and went to work on the balcony. There were a few plates of snacks and a cup of instant coffee on the table.
Seeing him coming, he went to the kitchen to prepare grapes and other fruits.
When Ye Changan did this, his face was calm, but his heart was extremely nervous.I am afraid that he will see that she is a little special and indulgent to him.
Mo Mozhe didn't speak, and only after she drank a whole cup of coffee and made another cup, she couldn't help frowning: "It's not good to drink too much coffee."
Ye Changan was about to reach out for the teacup, took it back, and continued to type on the keyboard with a serious expression, but when she came back to look at the series of garbled characters on the document, her eyes flickered, and she bit it secretly lip.
"Where did you go this month?"
"Many places, X City, L City, S City, Ancient Capital, and XZ."
"Like XZ?"
"I like it." She looked away from the computer screen, and her thought of serious work was directly distracted by his topic.
Ye Changan simply closed the document, leaned back with a slightly relaxed posture, and walked around to his column.
"Things that bothered you before... Do you want to understand?" He turned to look at her with a faint light in his eyes.
Ye Chang'an paused, pursed his lips, and smiled at him, "Yes, I figured it out."
Mo Mozhe's eyes sank, he just looked at her for a moment, and then said: "I thought you were a brave person, and you should choose to own it regardless of everything."
"That's what you thought." She tightened her hand holding the mouse slightly, and the smile on her lips remained unchanged. "I'm very timid, and I have a characteristic. It's easy to put it in a good way, but it's resigned to it in a bad way. I'm very happy." Enjoy the current state of life, and dare not break it easily. Because I don’t know whether I will have more or lose more after reshuffle.”
"Have you ever heard of a saying?" He put his fingers on the wooden table and tapped it lightly, "The reason why mortals are called mortals is because they are annoying..."
Ye Changan wanted to laugh, but seeing that his expression didn't look like he was joking, he could only hold back, and followed his words cooperatively and asked, "So?"
"There's no reason." He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, as if he was really tired.
Seeing the light blue eye circles under his eyes, Ye Changan felt a little distressed, "You don't seem to have a good rest, do you want to go to sleep first?"
Mo Mozhe shook his head, "Aren't you going to your parents later? I'll take you to the station later."
Ye Changan was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he squeezed his palms and said softly: "I'm not going, you go to sleep, I'll wake you up for dinner later."
Mo Mozhe got her guarantee, so he stood up and went to the guest room to sleep with peace of mind.
And this test, until he left, neither of them could find anything out. Ye Changan didn't dare to ask, Mo Mozhe didn't dare to mention it.
Ye Changan's eyes fell on the Weibo post he posted in the morning, and the number of comments already exceeded a thousand.
She put her finger down, but her eyes were dark.
Putting it down is far more difficult than picking it up, but she still chose to let it go...but did she really let it go?No, even if there is, it is just that she has been repeatedly persuading her heart, you should let go.
Then he became paralyzed until the end, and tricked her into believing that she had let go.
But now, he appeared in front of her with a plaster cast, his eyes were full of fatigue, but when she looked at her eyes as warm as before, she still couldn't restrain her rapid heartbeat.
What he said was very cool to let go, but it was just a deception to deceive himself in order to make himself feel at ease, and he was vulnerable.
Ye Changan, you liar...
She raised her hands to cover her eyes, and finally burst into tears.
Mo Mozhe slept until night and didn't get up. Ye Changan came over and called twice. Seeing that he still didn't wake up, he kept him warm and gave him food when he woke up.
In the afternoon, Mo Mozhe's manager packed all his daily necessities in the suitcase and brought them over. When he saw Ye Changan, his acting skills broke out and he played a miserable busy worker. I almost squeezed out the golden beans and cried a few times.
He said that he was extremely busy with work, Mo Mo Zhe broke his hands while filming, and he needed to re-contact the time for announcements, he was so busy that he never touched the ground.But it's also true...
The second half talks about how pitiful Mo Mozhe is. He hasn't slept for a few days, and now his hand is broken and it hurts and life is inconvenient. No one takes care of him.It seems...it's true...
When Mo Mozhe returned to the living room after dinner, she was sitting on the floor, hugging a pillow and watching a video.
He then sat down next to her.
Ye Changan noticed that he was coming, raised his hand to take off the earphones, and played the voice out, "I'm watching a TV series, you acted..." After a pause, she changed her tone and asked: "Do you usually watch the TV series you acted in? ?”
"Don't look." He put his finger on the mouse, and his generous palm just covered the back of her hand, but he seemed to be unaware, with a calm expression, "If the voice is higher, I can't hear it."
Ye Changan twitched, but didn't pull out his hand... With a blushing face, he waited for him to finish adjusting the volume, and then retracted his hand back in front of him, only feeling that the place on the back of his hand was hot when he touched it.
"Your manager sent the suitcase over this afternoon, you can take a look later..."
"I only have one hand, so it's inconvenient." He turned his gaze to the suitcase leaning against the wall, "Can you open it for me now?"
Ye Changan thought for a while, his eyes fell on his hand, and he got up to bring his box over.But after opening it, she was a little dumbfounded...
The suitcase was not cleaned up, it was a mess, and the shirts, coats, etc. were all wrinkled after being pressed for a long time.
Mo Mozhe also frowned, and when he saw the underwear stuffed underneath, he curled his lips and almost laughed out loud.His manager was really... bad at certain times.
He raised his hand to hold her wrist, and there was still a layer of smile in his voice, "I'll do it myself."
Ye Changan obviously saw it too, and silently stepped back a few steps, letting him tidy up by himself.He was sitting on the side, with one hand, and his movements were smooth.He lowered his head slightly, covering his eyebrows and eyes, only a little outline could be seen.
"I heard it was bruised on the night of the filming. Does it hurt?"
"It hurts." He said the word seriously, paused with his fingers, and then said: "The scene was finished that night, and I got into it..."
Ye Chang listened quietly, with his eyes downcast, and sat obediently beside him.
When he closed the box and turned his head to look over, it was her appearance.His mind moved, but there was no abnormality on his face, "Chang'an, I always feel that I have some special feelings for Ye Chang'an."
Ye Changan then raised his eyes to look at him, bent his lips and smiled, but his tone was a bit cold, "You probably won't believe me, but I actually wrote down the whole story after dreaming for several nights. Before that, I had no contact with him." No novels. My life is very boring, except for textbooks, which are tutorial books, or test papers, exercises..."
Mo Mozhe looked down at her, seeing the cold smile in her eyes, unconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her face.
"Perhaps I'm the one talking about my limited talent. I'm the kind... no matter how hard I try, my talent is always mediocre. It seems that I have never accomplished anything except writing stories."
"You're fine." His voice was hoarse.
"No, it's not enough..." There were some tears in her eyes again, "I really understood a lot during this trip, some things can't be achieved without my hard work..."
"But there are some things that you haven't experienced yet. How do you know that you have worked hard enough? Hard enough to have it?" His voice was slightly raised, with a hint of sullenness.
Ye Changan was taken aback by his sudden seriousness. The mist that was originally just a piece of water condensed into tears and was on the verge of falling.
Mo Mozhe suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and landed on her shoulder, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and after a long time, his voice became hoarse: "Stay with me, Chang'an..."
She looked at him in astonishment, but she still couldn't react.
Mo Mozhe had already lowered his head and kissed her gently. Her lips were cold, but soft and slightly dry.
"I don't..." She resisted the next moment, and almost broke away from his arms in a panic, "Mo Mozhe..."
He didn't let go of the hand holding her shoulder, and opened his mouth to enclose her lower lip, exerting a little force.
Looking at his gentle face, Ye Changan's heart seemed to be crushed for a moment, sore and sweet.
"I will protect you, we will be like many ordinary lovers, nothing will be a problem..." He whispered against her lips, "Chang'an, you don't have to be afraid."
After that night, Mo Mozhe left the next day, taking his suitcase with him.
But there is a note on the table: there is a temporary announcement, wait for me to come back.
Ye Changan looked at the note, he couldn't tell what it was like for a moment, he held the phone in his hand for a long time, and didn't decide whether to call him or not.
But when she was hesitating, he called first, his voice hoarse than yesterday: "Chang'an."
She gave a soft "um", and heard his joyful laughter: "Come to City S temporarily, just got off the plane."
Before Ye Changan answered, he had already added, "I didn't leave you behind."
Ye Changan: "..."
Her mood at the moment is really indescribable.It seemed unreal, but I was secretly glad.
Fortunately, Mo Mozhe's impromptu announcement took place for a week, during which time, he would call her every day at [-] o'clock in the evening, not to mention anything else, just the trivial things and anecdotes around him.
On the day he came back, it was raining, and the whole city A seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, which was too hazy to see clearly.
After Ye Changan received his call, he waited for him in the underground garage of the airport. He came back very low-key this time, and only brought his agent and assistant with him.
When Xiaoyan saw her, she froze for a moment, and then began to wink.
Ye Changan pretended not to see it, and turned his gaze to Mo Mozhe who was wearing a mask.
He was standing a few steps away from her, with a smile in his eyes, carrying a computer bag, walked over a few steps, and stood in front of her.
Ye Changan called a taxi here. He only brought an umbrella and hurried over without even putting on his clothes. He happened to catch up with him to the underground garage.
Mo Mozhe opened the car door sideways, put the computer bag in his hand on the seat, raised his hand, took off his coat and put it on her body, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and carried it into the car, "Let's go in first."
Ye Changan looked up at him, but he didn't lower his head, but the hand holding her shoulder sank slightly, and he exerted more force.
Sitting in the backmost seat, he took off his mask.His complexion was a little pale, and although his hands were still in plaster, his mobility was much more flexible than it was a week ago.
"Why did you come here with so little clothes on?" He raised his hand and rubbed her hair. When he saw her eyes, he paused and asked her in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I feel like I don't know you..." She replied in a low voice.
"Have you thought about it?" He suddenly changed the subject.
Ye Changan let out an "ah", and seeing him looking at him meaningfully, he immediately remembered that night...then he pursed his lips and remained silent.
Mo Mozhe didn't ask any more questions, but his eyes darkened a little, and he glanced at her quietly, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to dinner first."
When getting out of the car, Xiaoyan still risked being deducted a red envelope and asked a lot: "Boss, you...?"
Mo Mozhe glanced at Ye Changan, raised his hand to hold her hand, his voice was cold, with a hint of a smile, and his voice sounded a little smug: "I'm chasing her, is there a problem?"
Not only Xiaoyan was stunned, but even Ye Changan was stunned...
(End of this chapter)
When Mo Mozhe was on the way to Ye Changan's house, he sat in the back seat and looked out the window in silence.
Occasionally, she glanced down at the text messages she sent to her private mobile phone, and couldn't help rubbing her fingers lightly on the screen.
At first, when he didn't see her Weibo, he thought she chose to own it, but after seeing her Weibo, when he read this message again, he felt like saying goodbye.
Mo Mozhe's first impression of Ye Chang'an was not the girl's clean and fair face with delicate features, but the pair of bright eyes. Yan.
It was deja vu.
But he couldn't remember where he had intersected with her.In fact, after getting along with him, he also discovered that she didn't seem to have the experience of meeting him in a certain place before.
Ye Changan had just finished cleaning, and when he heard the doorbell ring, he couldn't help being surprised. When he saw Mo Mozhe through the cat's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then opened the door when he rang the bell for the second time.
She was wearing rubber gloves covered with a layer of foam, her entire face was still fair, only a trace of dust fell on her forehead and the side of her face, which seemed to add a bit of cuteness to her face.
He stood at the door and looked her up and down, then smiled and said: "Is it convenient for me to go in?"
Only then did Ye Changan's eyes move away from his plastered hand, "What's wrong with your hand..."
"Plaster cast." He turned sideways and wiped her into the room, just walked a few steps, saw the suitcase and mess she left in the living room, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "I don't seem to come here at a good time when."
Ye Changan closed the door, turned around and saw the suitcases that he dragged out and sorted them out again, his face blushed slightly, and his tone was a little light, "No, you sit down, I'll get you a glass of water."
"No need." He looked around, then sat down on the sofa, his eyes fell on her, and his tone was gentle: "Are you done? Do you need my help?"
Ye Changan was taken aback again, took off the glove in his hand, wiped his face with the back of his clean hand, then sat down, hesitated and guessed, "You seem to have something to tell me."
Mo Mozhe nodded, looking a little tired.He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "I saw Weibo, and I also saw text messages..."
Ye Changan's heart skipped a beat, but his face was still very calm, just looking at him quietly.
Mo Mozhe's eyes fell on her calm and unwavering eyes, and his heart sank, but the words turned into: "Since you thank me, can you take me in for a few days. There are several properties in City A It’s on the market, and my new house is still being renovated.”
Ye Changan actually understood that he wanted to stay.Even she knows that he has several properties in City A. Even if they are on the market now, he can go to the broker's place, and even the company... Xingguang has his own lounge, or a hotel.
But the words of her refusal came to her lips. Seeing his continuous exhaustion, she finally felt soft-hearted and unwilling to speak. She nodded and agreed, "You can stay if you want. I just want to go back to my parents' house. But you only hand, is it convenient?"
Mo Mozhe had already sounded the alarm in his heart, opened his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.
After being silent for a while, Ye Changan got up to make tea for him.
In the living room, the only sound was his breathing, each sound getting heavier and heavier.
Fortunately, the leisure time in the afternoon was quite harmonious. She hugged the computer and went to work on the balcony. There were a few plates of snacks and a cup of instant coffee on the table.
Seeing him coming, he went to the kitchen to prepare grapes and other fruits.
When Ye Changan did this, his face was calm, but his heart was extremely nervous.I am afraid that he will see that she is a little special and indulgent to him.
Mo Mozhe didn't speak, and only after she drank a whole cup of coffee and made another cup, she couldn't help frowning: "It's not good to drink too much coffee."
Ye Changan was about to reach out for the teacup, took it back, and continued to type on the keyboard with a serious expression, but when she came back to look at the series of garbled characters on the document, her eyes flickered, and she bit it secretly lip.
"Where did you go this month?"
"Many places, X City, L City, S City, Ancient Capital, and XZ."
"Like XZ?"
"I like it." She looked away from the computer screen, and her thought of serious work was directly distracted by his topic.
Ye Changan simply closed the document, leaned back with a slightly relaxed posture, and walked around to his column.
"Things that bothered you before... Do you want to understand?" He turned to look at her with a faint light in his eyes.
Ye Chang'an paused, pursed his lips, and smiled at him, "Yes, I figured it out."
Mo Mozhe's eyes sank, he just looked at her for a moment, and then said: "I thought you were a brave person, and you should choose to own it regardless of everything."
"That's what you thought." She tightened her hand holding the mouse slightly, and the smile on her lips remained unchanged. "I'm very timid, and I have a characteristic. It's easy to put it in a good way, but it's resigned to it in a bad way. I'm very happy." Enjoy the current state of life, and dare not break it easily. Because I don’t know whether I will have more or lose more after reshuffle.”
"Have you ever heard of a saying?" He put his fingers on the wooden table and tapped it lightly, "The reason why mortals are called mortals is because they are annoying..."
Ye Changan wanted to laugh, but seeing that his expression didn't look like he was joking, he could only hold back, and followed his words cooperatively and asked, "So?"
"There's no reason." He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, as if he was really tired.
Seeing the light blue eye circles under his eyes, Ye Changan felt a little distressed, "You don't seem to have a good rest, do you want to go to sleep first?"
Mo Mozhe shook his head, "Aren't you going to your parents later? I'll take you to the station later."
Ye Changan was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he squeezed his palms and said softly: "I'm not going, you go to sleep, I'll wake you up for dinner later."
Mo Mozhe got her guarantee, so he stood up and went to the guest room to sleep with peace of mind.
And this test, until he left, neither of them could find anything out. Ye Changan didn't dare to ask, Mo Mozhe didn't dare to mention it.
Ye Changan's eyes fell on the Weibo post he posted in the morning, and the number of comments already exceeded a thousand.
She put her finger down, but her eyes were dark.
Putting it down is far more difficult than picking it up, but she still chose to let it go...but did she really let it go?No, even if there is, it is just that she has been repeatedly persuading her heart, you should let go.
Then he became paralyzed until the end, and tricked her into believing that she had let go.
But now, he appeared in front of her with a plaster cast, his eyes were full of fatigue, but when she looked at her eyes as warm as before, she still couldn't restrain her rapid heartbeat.
What he said was very cool to let go, but it was just a deception to deceive himself in order to make himself feel at ease, and he was vulnerable.
Ye Changan, you liar...
She raised her hands to cover her eyes, and finally burst into tears.
Mo Mozhe slept until night and didn't get up. Ye Changan came over and called twice. Seeing that he still didn't wake up, he kept him warm and gave him food when he woke up.
In the afternoon, Mo Mozhe's manager packed all his daily necessities in the suitcase and brought them over. When he saw Ye Changan, his acting skills broke out and he played a miserable busy worker. I almost squeezed out the golden beans and cried a few times.
He said that he was extremely busy with work, Mo Mo Zhe broke his hands while filming, and he needed to re-contact the time for announcements, he was so busy that he never touched the ground.But it's also true...
The second half talks about how pitiful Mo Mozhe is. He hasn't slept for a few days, and now his hand is broken and it hurts and life is inconvenient. No one takes care of him.It seems...it's true...
When Mo Mozhe returned to the living room after dinner, she was sitting on the floor, hugging a pillow and watching a video.
He then sat down next to her.
Ye Changan noticed that he was coming, raised his hand to take off the earphones, and played the voice out, "I'm watching a TV series, you acted..." After a pause, she changed her tone and asked: "Do you usually watch the TV series you acted in? ?”
"Don't look." He put his finger on the mouse, and his generous palm just covered the back of her hand, but he seemed to be unaware, with a calm expression, "If the voice is higher, I can't hear it."
Ye Changan twitched, but didn't pull out his hand... With a blushing face, he waited for him to finish adjusting the volume, and then retracted his hand back in front of him, only feeling that the place on the back of his hand was hot when he touched it.
"Your manager sent the suitcase over this afternoon, you can take a look later..."
"I only have one hand, so it's inconvenient." He turned his gaze to the suitcase leaning against the wall, "Can you open it for me now?"
Ye Changan thought for a while, his eyes fell on his hand, and he got up to bring his box over.But after opening it, she was a little dumbfounded...
The suitcase was not cleaned up, it was a mess, and the shirts, coats, etc. were all wrinkled after being pressed for a long time.
Mo Mozhe also frowned, and when he saw the underwear stuffed underneath, he curled his lips and almost laughed out loud.His manager was really... bad at certain times.
He raised his hand to hold her wrist, and there was still a layer of smile in his voice, "I'll do it myself."
Ye Changan obviously saw it too, and silently stepped back a few steps, letting him tidy up by himself.He was sitting on the side, with one hand, and his movements were smooth.He lowered his head slightly, covering his eyebrows and eyes, only a little outline could be seen.
"I heard it was bruised on the night of the filming. Does it hurt?"
"It hurts." He said the word seriously, paused with his fingers, and then said: "The scene was finished that night, and I got into it..."
Ye Chang listened quietly, with his eyes downcast, and sat obediently beside him.
When he closed the box and turned his head to look over, it was her appearance.His mind moved, but there was no abnormality on his face, "Chang'an, I always feel that I have some special feelings for Ye Chang'an."
Ye Changan then raised his eyes to look at him, bent his lips and smiled, but his tone was a bit cold, "You probably won't believe me, but I actually wrote down the whole story after dreaming for several nights. Before that, I had no contact with him." No novels. My life is very boring, except for textbooks, which are tutorial books, or test papers, exercises..."
Mo Mozhe looked down at her, seeing the cold smile in her eyes, unconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her face.
"Perhaps I'm the one talking about my limited talent. I'm the kind... no matter how hard I try, my talent is always mediocre. It seems that I have never accomplished anything except writing stories."
"You're fine." His voice was hoarse.
"No, it's not enough..." There were some tears in her eyes again, "I really understood a lot during this trip, some things can't be achieved without my hard work..."
"But there are some things that you haven't experienced yet. How do you know that you have worked hard enough? Hard enough to have it?" His voice was slightly raised, with a hint of sullenness.
Ye Changan was taken aback by his sudden seriousness. The mist that was originally just a piece of water condensed into tears and was on the verge of falling.
Mo Mozhe suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and landed on her shoulder, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and after a long time, his voice became hoarse: "Stay with me, Chang'an..."
She looked at him in astonishment, but she still couldn't react.
Mo Mozhe had already lowered his head and kissed her gently. Her lips were cold, but soft and slightly dry.
"I don't..." She resisted the next moment, and almost broke away from his arms in a panic, "Mo Mozhe..."
He didn't let go of the hand holding her shoulder, and opened his mouth to enclose her lower lip, exerting a little force.
Looking at his gentle face, Ye Changan's heart seemed to be crushed for a moment, sore and sweet.
"I will protect you, we will be like many ordinary lovers, nothing will be a problem..." He whispered against her lips, "Chang'an, you don't have to be afraid."
After that night, Mo Mozhe left the next day, taking his suitcase with him.
But there is a note on the table: there is a temporary announcement, wait for me to come back.
Ye Changan looked at the note, he couldn't tell what it was like for a moment, he held the phone in his hand for a long time, and didn't decide whether to call him or not.
But when she was hesitating, he called first, his voice hoarse than yesterday: "Chang'an."
She gave a soft "um", and heard his joyful laughter: "Come to City S temporarily, just got off the plane."
Before Ye Changan answered, he had already added, "I didn't leave you behind."
Ye Changan: "..."
Her mood at the moment is really indescribable.It seemed unreal, but I was secretly glad.
Fortunately, Mo Mozhe's impromptu announcement took place for a week, during which time, he would call her every day at [-] o'clock in the evening, not to mention anything else, just the trivial things and anecdotes around him.
On the day he came back, it was raining, and the whole city A seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, which was too hazy to see clearly.
After Ye Changan received his call, he waited for him in the underground garage of the airport. He came back very low-key this time, and only brought his agent and assistant with him.
When Xiaoyan saw her, she froze for a moment, and then began to wink.
Ye Changan pretended not to see it, and turned his gaze to Mo Mozhe who was wearing a mask.
He was standing a few steps away from her, with a smile in his eyes, carrying a computer bag, walked over a few steps, and stood in front of her.
Ye Changan called a taxi here. He only brought an umbrella and hurried over without even putting on his clothes. He happened to catch up with him to the underground garage.
Mo Mozhe opened the car door sideways, put the computer bag in his hand on the seat, raised his hand, took off his coat and put it on her body, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and carried it into the car, "Let's go in first."
Ye Changan looked up at him, but he didn't lower his head, but the hand holding her shoulder sank slightly, and he exerted more force.
Sitting in the backmost seat, he took off his mask.His complexion was a little pale, and although his hands were still in plaster, his mobility was much more flexible than it was a week ago.
"Why did you come here with so little clothes on?" He raised his hand and rubbed her hair. When he saw her eyes, he paused and asked her in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I feel like I don't know you..." She replied in a low voice.
"Have you thought about it?" He suddenly changed the subject.
Ye Changan let out an "ah", and seeing him looking at him meaningfully, he immediately remembered that night...then he pursed his lips and remained silent.
Mo Mozhe didn't ask any more questions, but his eyes darkened a little, and he glanced at her quietly, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to dinner first."
When getting out of the car, Xiaoyan still risked being deducted a red envelope and asked a lot: "Boss, you...?"
Mo Mozhe glanced at Ye Changan, raised his hand to hold her hand, his voice was cold, with a hint of a smile, and his voice sounded a little smug: "I'm chasing her, is there a problem?"
Not only Xiaoyan was stunned, but even Ye Changan was stunned...
(End of this chapter)
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