Ji Ruonan.

The last phone call was a week ago.

The time is half an hour.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the very long call record, didn't bother to look at the date, and exited it directly.

She really doesn't remember who Ji Ruonan is. Just like she doesn't remember Lin Qi.

However, in her opinion, there is not much difference - there are no features that impress her anyway.

As for how closely she interacts with Yan Tianxing, it is not within her jurisdiction.

Find the first number in the address book.

Note:A.

Mo Shangjun clicked in and sent a text message to A.

——[Payment password.]

After the sending was successful, he threw the phone away, stood up, and entered the bedroom again.

Within five minutes, she came out in casual clothes.

Wearing a turtleneck sweater with jeans, a pair of slippers on his feet, and a brown cloak in his hand.

Mo Shangjun's face was quite gloomy.

After returning to the sofa and throwing away his cloak, Mo Shangyun picked up his phone again. When he looked at it, he found that Yan Tianxing had already replied to the message.

A series of numbers, concise and clear.

——[Let me lend you a coat to wear.]

——【Not satisfied with the preparation?】

--【Um.】

——[Come back and bring you new ones.]

Avoiding the subject of asking her to "borrow" a coat.

The profound meaning in it is surprising, and I can guess at least half of it.

Anyway, I didn’t refuse her “borrowing”.

Mo Shangjun didn't reply. He called a taxi using the mobile app. Then his eyes fell on the brown cloak at hand, and his face couldn't help but darken again.

Hanging tassels and hem, cute and cute style.

She is not a picky person, but this style is her Achilles heel.

What's more, this is not a desperate situation. As long as she has a choice, she... is still quite principled.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Shangyun turned around and entered Yan Tianxing's room.

Not long after, he put on an oversized black coat, answered the driver's call, and walked out the door with his cell phone.

*

Mo Shangyun grew up in this city.

It's just that I have had some special experiences since I was a child, so I'm not familiar with this place.

but--

There are still old acquaintances.

Fortunately, the driver didn't cheat her on the road and gave her extremely "concerned" greetings to her as she was going out for the Chinese New Year.

By the third sentence, Mo Shangyun realized that he was suspecting that he had run away from home.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, so Mo Shangyun continued to follow his instructions.

Without thinking, the driver felt that he had guessed it correctly. The more he talked about it, the more excited he became. With his rich imagination, he vividly described to Mo Shangyun the complex story of "the love-hate relationship between a young girl and a scumbag."

The story is also mixed with the intervention of a third party and the obstruction of both parents.

Mo Shangjun seemed to be listening to the story and found it interesting, but did not interrupt him.

After he had almost finished describing the story, he began to use the story of his daughter's encounter with the scumbag to persuade Mo Shangyun to stay away from the scumbag as soon as possible. He spoke earnestly and sincerely, and became more and more involved as he talked about it.

I talked about this for two hours.

Keep talking until you drive the car to your destination.

In the end, the driver advised her, "Girl, let's break up earlier. You're so handsome, are you afraid that you won't find someone who treats you sincerely?"

Mo Shangjun opened the car door and expected some reaction after hearing his words, so he gave him a very sincere look and nodded, "Okay."

The driver immediately breathed a sigh of relief and was delighted.

It's like... my daughter agreed to break up with the scumbag.

Mo Shangyun couldn't help but be stunned.

If I remember correctly, the driver's daughter is still with the scumbag, but now she is married, but her life is not very good.

These things were a little far away from her, so she just wanted to listen to them. It showed that the driver was so worried...

"Thank you." She said softly as a thank you.

The driver hurriedly said: "No, no, you can drive if you want."

Mo Shangjun glanced at him and then got out of the car.

She walked into an alley.

Little did they know that the driver felt pity for her when he saw her heading to such a remote place.

…

There is a middle school near the alley. There are snack bars, clothing stores, stationery stores, bookstores, etc. along the road. It is very lively during school hours, but during the winter and summer vacations, most stores will be closed.

Now is New Year's Eve, a day for family reunions, and this street is even more desolate and desolate.

Mo Shangjun walked very slowly.

She didn't come here to reminisce, and she didn't go to middle school here, but her eyes were used to observing, so she took advantage of the time and paid more attention.

Halfway through the alley, she saw an open shop.

The pace paused.

This is a noodle shop that sells noodles, noodles, dumplings, and occasionally two fried side dishes. It’s just like an ordinary store, not very high-end, and not even very clean.

It's a very small store, with the door open, and warm yellow lights on inside. It's a bit dark. On the right side of the store is a small kitchen, where all the food is prepared. There is a path to the left, and there are several tables and chairs inside.

, for customers to sit and eat noodles in the store.

At this moment, someone is busy in the kitchen.

A middle-aged man in his early forties, short hair, tall, unshaven, and unkempt.

But such a person is making dumplings seriously.

"Uncle Chen."

Mo Shangyun walked into the light and stood outside the door, squinting his eyes slightly, with a smile hidden in his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Chen Lu pressed his fingers so hard that he almost punctured the dumpling.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Shangyun standing outside.

In the cold wind, Mo Shangjun stood in front, wearing a very long windbreaker that was too loose to fit. She put her hands in her pockets and stood in the dim light, raising her eyebrows and smiling at him.

"Little girl, you..." Chen Lu was at a loss for a moment and asked her in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Let's eat some dumplings."

Mo Shangjun walked into the store.

Stopping his movements, Chen Lu looked at her strangely, "No, you are in the capital... why didn't you go home for the New Year?"

"My family doesn't know."

"Is this the reason?!" Chen Lu immediately frowned and his tone was a bit serious.

She didn't even go home during the Chinese New Year. This girl... could she really have a conflict with her father?!

Mo Shangyun touched his nose and said, "Then I'm leaving."

After saying that, he really turned around and walked out.

"return!"

Chen Lu called her out angrily.

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun stopped and turned to look at him, "I'm hungry."

Chen Lu was neither angry nor smiling. He pointed inside and said, "Sit inside and pour yourself a cup of hot tea to satisfy your hunger. The dumplings will be ready later."

Mo Shangyun was obedient and actually walked in and sat down.

I poured myself a cup of tea with ease.

After choosing a seat and sitting down, she raised her eyes and looked at Chen Lu who continued to make dumplings.

Two years ago, Chen Lu rented the store here and opened a noodle shop.
To be continued...