President spoils the dark wife

"Ranran, what are you doing..."

Jing mowen, who was forced to wake up with pain by Mo Yiran, covered his face and looked at Mo Yiran wrongly.

Mo Yiran was unmoved and said, "go out and look at the stars. I haven't seen so many stars for a long time."

"No, there are ghosts outside. I'm afraid."

Jing mowen was still a little confused. He made a random nonsense, and then yawned and went to sleep again.

"It doesn't matter. I'll protect you." Mo Yiran pushed Jing mowen, but the man didn't move and seemed to sleep again.

Mo Yiran kicked him angrily, put on his coat and opened the door: "no, I'll go myself. Later, your wife will be caught by a ghost. When the bones are gone, you'll cry!"

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind quickly got into the collar.

Jing mowen, who was naked in the car, was so excited by the cold that his drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

"Well, well, look at the stars, look at the stars. I'll accompany you to look at the stars, look at the moon, talk about life, talk about ideals, talk about poetry and songs. You can go down later. You don't know what it is under the snow outside. It's too dangerous!"

Seeing that Jing mowen sat up again, Mo Yiran was satisfied. He snorted coldly and ignored him.

Jing mowen was getting dressed. Mo Yiran looked at the time. It was already two thirty in the morning.

"I want to go up the mountain to see the sunrise."

Mo Yiran suddenly said.

"Watch the sunrise? It's a little early now?" Jing mowen frowned.

"Then let's walk slowly. What's the matter? Put on your pants and don't recognize people? If you cheat me into bed, don't you think I'm tired?" Mo Yiran glanced at Jing mowen coldly.

Seeing this, Jing mowen quickly denied: "no, no, there is absolutely no such thing. Ranran, don't say you want to see the sunrise. We can climb to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise and wait for the sunset at dusk, as long as you are happy."

"Hum, you know."

Seeing Jing mowen's advice, Mo Yiran smiled and threw Jing mowen's coat to him: "put it on."

The two lingered for a while. At about three o'clock in the morning, they got up and walked up the mountain.

After the snow, the whole world is quiet.

There was no sound in the mountains and forests, only the subtle sound of Mo Yiran and Jing mowen, one foot and one snow print.

Mo Yiran thought he would be afraid, but he really came out. He didn't feel any discomfort except full of joy and comfort.

"Ranran, I actually think you're very good."

"What do you say?"

Mo Yiran turns his head and looks at Jing mowen.

"You don't seem to be afraid of darkness. In my image, many tough women, such as my grandmother and Gu Xiu's mother, more or less still don't like darkness, but you are not afraid at all. Even in the dark, you seem to be in the day."

Mo Yiran chuckled, "how do you know I'm not afraid? Maybe I just didn't show it?"

Jing mowen shook his head. "Once upon a time, when you were thrown to that wilderness ridge by Huo Sha, even I was a little nervous after I went there, because the atmosphere there was really strange. I thought you would cry and jump into my arms, but when I arrived, I found that you were like no one else."

Mo Yiran: "... That time, wasn't it because I had a mobile phone? I called xiaoxiaole for a few rounds... I called ah Yan for a while... So I didn't feel afraid. In fact, I'm afraid now..."

Jing mowen glanced at her and continued, "so what's the situation when you run to the grave in the middle of the night?"

Mo Yiran: "

"I can understand that you go during the day and miss your mother, but you run over in the middle of the night..."

"I drank too much that time... I didn't feel afraid..."

"What about this time?"

"This time, when you are by my side, what am I afraid of?" Mo Yiran flirted with Jing mowen.

Seeing Mo Yiran, there are always various reasons, and Jing mowen is also very helpless.

For a long time, they left. I don't know how long. Mo Yiran suddenly grabbed Jing mowen and exclaimed, "meteor! It's a meteor!"

After that, Mo Yiran loosened Jing Mo Wen, folded his hands and muttered a wish.

"Meteor, meteor, please make me rich! Thin! Beautiful in the New Year!"

Jing mowen: "

The young woman's face was very provocative under the moonlight. Her eyes were closed, and her long curled eyelashes trembled slightly because they were too excited, like the wings of a butterfly.

Jing mowen looked up. The meteor in the sky had already disappeared.

There are two in total. Jing mowen did see them just now.

Very beautiful, very beautiful

Jing mowen has not seen many meteors with his own eyes. From childhood to childhood, it should not exceed ten times.

This time, it happened to be the tenth time.

After making a wish, Mo Yiran opened his eyes, hung his hands on his side, looked up at the night dome and whispered to himself: "it's good..."

When he finally reached the top of the mountain, Mo Yiran was tired and paralyzed.

However, when she stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the whole city and seeing all the lights, she suddenly laughed happily.

It seems that the mood that has been suppressed for a long time has been suddenly released.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The woman put her hands around her lips in a trumpet shape and shouted at the foot of the mountain.

It took her a long time to put her hand down.

Tired, he sat down on the snow.

Jing mowen sat down with her.

"Jing Mo Wen, I'm not afraid of darkness. I've just seen the darkness of the human heart, so I'm not afraid of the darkness of nature... The human heart is often complex and unpredictable, which is much more terrible than demons and ghosts..."

Mo Yi said slowly, holding his hand on the ground.

"The fickleness of people's hearts becomes unexpected, and the speed of change makes people unable to catch up..."

The woman sucked her nose. Although her smile was on her face, her eyes were calm without any smile.

"Ranran, you can't look at the surface..."

"Well, I know that. But it's because I know that it's painful. Why is it so complicated? Thousands of people and thousands of faces are too tired..."

Jing mowen was silent.

The two sat for nearly two hours, and the sky gradually lit up.

The sky was white with fish bellies and dawn came.

The clouds are thick, and the red slowly climbs up, like the cautious people in love.

Finally, the red sun dawned and shone.

Mo Yiran raised his hand and covered the dazzling morning light.

"Jing mowen, thank you for bringing me out. I haven't seen the sunrise on the top of the mountain for... A long time."

Mo Yiran leaned against the man's shoulder and smiled gently.

"When was the last time I saw the sunrise at the top of the mountain?" asked Jing mowen.

"Eight years ago."

Mo Yiran answered without hesitation.

Jing Mo Wen sank his eyes and didn't speak.

Mo Yiran, 18, eight years ago.

At that time, Mo Yiran was still in the United States.

In addition to talking to that person so that she can remember so clearly and answer without thinking, will there be a second person?