Good Morning, Dear

Open the express and expose the envelope.

Open the envelope and pour out a stack of thick photos.

There is only one protagonist in the photo, that is... Cheng... Qing... Yao!!!

All of them are Cheng Qingyao, sitting, standing, leaning... Reading, meditating, or closing your eyes... The angle of each photo is just right, the look is natural, the face is beautiful, there is a little baby fat on the face, there is an undiminished childishness between the eyebrows, and the clothes are simple and simple

"This... Isn't this when I was in college?" Cheng Qingyao looked puzzled and didn't remember that the university had taken such photos: "who helped me take these photos? Why don't I know at all? Why haven't I ever seen these photos?"

"It's very nice!" Mo Li looked with interest. Every photo was very beautiful. He was an iceberg beauty without a smile. His eyes were black and bright, bright and bright, and people couldn't read any emotion. From freshman to senior, she looked like this, very cold, too cold to get close.

During the four years of college, she had a hard time. At the same time, she worked several jobs, wore different clothes in different seasons, and shuttled through different occasions... She worked as a tutor, washed dishes, and worked as a salesman... She was very hard and tired. She leaned against the platform to sleep in several photos.

In the past, Mo Li always regretted that he didn't know her enough. Now, these photos can fill the vacancy in his heart!

"Don't look at it, okay? Quickly find out who sent it, okay?" Cheng Qingyao didn't dare to think about it. She felt terrible when she thought of it. She had been photographed for four years, but she didn't know it at all. What's this? Peeping? track? Are there any other photos that haven't been sent?

Check the mailing address, not written!

Then pour the envelope, and pour out a ball of white paper, folded very small!

Cheng Qingyao opened it layer by layer, thinking whether it would be a condition of blackmail, and asked her to take out how much money to exchange the "ugly photos" she didn't send? She hasn't done anything ugly, but she can always take a few indecent actions, or P-pictures... Panic, flustered, afraid that indecent photos will affect Mo Li's reputation

"I'm sorry!" when I opened the paper, what I saw was not blackmail, but an apology. Three big words were written in the middle of the paper: "I'm sorry!" Cheng Qingyao suddenly realized, "Oh" understood: "Zhao Bin! The photo sent by Zhao Bin!"

Mo Li lifted his lips and smiled: "who do you think it would be?" when he first saw the picture, he guessed it was Zhao Bin. Besides Zhao Bin, who would chase her for four years? In some ways, Zhao Bin really likes her, but he likes her in the wrong way.

"Why did he secretly photograph me?"

"I like you!"

"... Mr. Mo, can you answer my question in a different tone?"

"He's full and has nothing to do!"

"..." Cheng Qingyao was speechless and raised the white paper in front of him: "how many meanings do these three words mean?"

"Sorry! Apologize!"

"Is it that simple to apologize? Nothing else?"

"What else do you mean? Farewell? They will leave the city..." before the word "city" was said, Mo Li's mobile phone rang. When he took it out, it was Zhao Fu's call. He went to the window to answer, but heard a different voice: "doctor Mo, it's me, Zhao Bin."

Mo Li was stunned and immediately thought back: "come out?"

"I got home yesterday. I'm packing up and I'll leave in a few days."

"OK! When you get to a new place, don't do that stupid thing again. It hurts the enemy a thousand and loses two thousand. The gain is not worth the loss."

"I know."

"The picture is very beautiful. I like it very much. Let me see her at that time. It feels like time has been made up."

"I took these secretly. She didn't know and didn't show her."

"So she was scared just now. She thought someone was going to blackmail her with photos."

"Sometimes she just thinks too much. Dr. Mo, there is only one copy of these photos. I didn't want to burn them, so I gave them all to you. I think you will need them. You're so precious. Just one copy, and there's really nothing left."

"People and photos are only one, and I will treasure them well. Thank you!"

Zhao Bin didn't answer. They fell silent. The atmosphere was very strange. Mo Li didn't hang up either. He felt that if Zhao Bin refused to hang up, he must have something to say. Like the killer? For example, the three words on white paper, "sorry" really mean "sorry"? Really nothing else?

Consume!

Two people are working hard!

I don't know how long it took. Finally, I heard Zhao Bin's voice coming from the other side firmly: "my father promised you about the murderer and has been persuading me to say it. Yesterday, I planned to draw the murderer's appearance on paper, but in the end, I didn't draw it and wrote the word 'sorry'. Sorry, it's an apology for her and for you."

Doctor Mo was expressionless and silent.

He gasped and then said, "sorry, I can't tell you about the murderer! She's dead. I tell you, if you find him, she can't live. Just look for it slowly, use your actions to prove your love for Cheng Qingyao, and let me see if you have enough strength to protect her all your life."

Mo Li smiled and said the same thing. Zhao Bin didn't say anything about the murderer. He wouldn't put all his hopes on Zhao Bin. Why did he go back to Morse? Don't you just want to exercise your strength? With strength, he's afraid he can't find the killer? Are you afraid you can't protect Cheng Qingyao all your life? The killer is a difficult problem, but it is also the key to stimulate his growth and transformation!

He's not afraid!

Without fear!

Even if the murderer's image is replaced by the word sorry, he is not afraid, let alone regret and anger!

Leave the hospital and accompany Cheng Qingyao to go through the resignation formalities of kg group.

Cheng Qingyao held back all the way, but still couldn't help asking him, "what did you talk to him just now? How come after talking, you are strange? You seem happy or unhappy? He said about the murderer? The murderer is the people around us?"

He chuckled: "your imagination is good, but it's a pity that it's not. He didn't say about the murderer. Let me find it by myself. He said he wanted to see if my strength was enough to protect you. He did it right and gave me a chance to prove myself. I'm very happy. As for unhappiness, listening to what he said seems to mean that if I don't have enough strength to protect you, he will come back and take you away."

Cheng Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief and made faces at his naughty tongue: "The murderer's business goes as it goes. I don't want to owe anyone any more, and I don't want to wrong you. That's the same sentence. The heaven's net is broad, careless but not careless. When the time comes, the murderer will come out. As for going with him, I won't! I'm a famous flower owner now. See, wedding ring, shiny wedding ring."

Mo Li was made to laugh by her. Taking the opportunity of the red light, he took her over and kissed her fiercely: "it's worthy of being my wife. I know what I'm thinking. Wait in the evening. Let's do the steps last night again..."