Ruan Mengqi was a little happy when she saw Mo Chunshan, and rushed over to call out to her cousin, then glanced behind him and frowned: "What about Meng Qianyang? Why didn't he come?"

Mo Chunshan didn't answer her question, looked in the direction of He Guan'er, and said, "Mengqi, you've seen it, He Guan'er, my girlfriend." ”

Ruan Mengqi didn't see Meng Qianyang, pouted and glanced at He Wan'er, snorted coldly, and said in a weird way: "Yo, I was guessing who it was just now, but it turned out to be you? Why, was temporarily arrested by my cousin to replace him? How much money did my cousin give you to make you act in a play." ”

He Wan'er smiled faintly and didn't care about her, but his heart trembled - Ruan Mengqi actually said it right at once, and she didn't know if she guessed casually, or if she was really unreliable in pretending, any cat or dog could easily see it.

Mo Chunshan's brows furrowed slightly, and his voice became cold for a moment: "This is your quasi-cousin-in-law, don't be rude." ”

Ruan Shidong also came to play the round, with apologies on his chubby cheeks: "Xiao He, my Mengqi child's temper, don't take it to heart." Chunshan, Xiao He is a newcomer, why don't you take her to visit the old house, so as not to get lost for a while. ”

Mo Chunshan heard this sentence and looked at Ruan Shidong seriously: "Uncle, you will be the hostess here in the future, how can you say that it is a visit? ”

He Wan'er's eyes lit up, and he immediately remembered the ten years that Ruan Shidong had occupied the magpie's nest, and he was a little excited.

Wow, it's been less than five minutes since the guns were open, and it's going to be exciting tonight.

She was somewhat resistant to wading into troubled waters, but after all, fighting with others is endlessly fun, not to mention that Mo Chunshan, who is full of combat power, is on a front with her, and can tear people apart with the outside world in unison, so she was a little ready for a while.

Ruan Shidong's face changed, but in an instant, he hid a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

With a smile on his face, he echoed Mo Chunshan: "Yes, yes, then take Xiao He to familiarize himself with it, get familiar with it." ”

Ruan Mengqi never expected that her casual words could lead to a tense atmosphere, and she lowered her head for fear of trouble, and didn't dare to say anything more. As for Mo Shuyi's family, it is not about themselves, it is not good to be a peacemaker, and they will not be stupid to upset the financier.

Mo Chunshan looked around and seemed to be satisfied with the reaction of everyone present.

He took a step back and walked to He Wan'er's side, dragged her hand, and said, "I'll take you around to take a look, after you are familiar with it, plan how to use the room appropriately, knock on the places that don't like the eye, knock on what should be beaten, how happy to come, okay?"

This time, even He Wan'er could feel the chill in and out of his words, but there was a warm and dry touch of his palm coming from his palm.

She was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break free, but when she saw his slightly warning eyes, she hurriedly gathered her mind and replied with one word: "Okay." ”

In front of everyone's eyes, He Wan'er let Mo Chunshan drag his hand and scurry up the stairs.

When she reached the corner of the second floor, where no one could see, she hurriedly tried to pull her hand out of his palm, and struggled, but she didn't break free.

Mo Chunshan held it tighter.

"You've hurt my hand," she whispered, "and no one sees it now." ”

"Bear with me," Mo Chunshan didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, "There is surveillance in the corridor, you don't want to show your feet anywhere, understand?"

He Wan'er pursed her lips, but nodded reluctantly, of course, she didn't notice that the moment she turned her head, the corners of Mo Chunshan's mouth hooked.

The building is not so big as to be strange, but the second and third floors combined, there are still seven or eight rooms, all neatly and exquisitely tidy.

From the moment he pushed open the door of the first room, Mo Chunshan let go of her hand. He Wan'er looked down all the way, almost dazzled, but in addition to admiration, he could also feel a trace of strangeness.

This place is very elegant and luxurious, but every room is like an exhibition hall, the furniture and soft furnishings are perfectly and exquisitely matched, but there is no trace of human habitation, and even more deserted than an empty house without things.

"Is there no one here now?"

When he reached the third floor, He Wan'er pushed out of the last room, and after a while, he still asked a question.

She heard Mo Chunshan sigh slightly, and saw him walk to the window at the end of the corridor, looking out the window without saying a word.

He Guan'er was behind him, looked out in the direction of his sight, and saw an old swing in the backyard downstairs outside the window.

In the night, the swing is slightly yellow, but the metal part that connects the seat seems to have some special coating, bright and shiny, without a trace of rust.

Mo Chunshan stared at the swing and said slowly: "How can there be no one? There are three or four people here every day to tidy up and clean up, and the building and pipes have to be overhauled once a year, and there have been ten times and eight times of reconstruction." ”

"But here......" He Wan'er wanted to say again - what she wanted to say was that this house did not have the slightest popularity, and even the service people downstairs were like professional service personnel of a professional company in charge of parties and banquets.

It's not like home at all, it's more like a villa hotel for rent.

"Actually, you're not wrong," Mo Chunshan replied suddenly, "Except for the first night I lived here when I got the house back, I never spent the night here in all these years." ”

"Why?" He Wan'er was puzzled, "Didn't you grow up here?

"Memories?" he scoffed, "useless stuff, I'd rather not have." ”

He Wan'er was like a fish in her throat - she didn't know how much she longed for and cherished, but she was regarded as if she were by Mo Chunshan.

Just like she was grateful to be able to live in her father's old residence, Mo Chunshan had such a negative and distant attitude towards such a precious small building.

Mo Chunshan asked her again: "Every time you pushed open a door just now, you were looking around, were you looking for something?"

He Wan'er was stunned and didn't answer right away—she was indeed looking for something she thought must exist in this old house, but she didn't find it.

He tilted his eyes slightly, chuckled, and said, "I guess you're looking for my parents' spiritual seats, or photos." ”

He Wan'er didn't expect this to be guessed by him, so he had to nod and admit it honestly.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, there is no spiritual archway here, their photos, except for the two on the tombstone that are blurry and have long been unable to see the facial features, I did not keep. ”

"Why is that? It's not them who hurt you!" He Wan'er couldn't believe his answer, "I just hate that my dad didn't leave enough photos, how could you deliberately destroy it like this?"

"It's very simple, because I'm cowardly," Mo Chunshan laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm so cowardly that I don't even dare to keep the old furniture, for fear that when I see it, I will remember the past, and I should have been another person." ”

As he spoke, he looked back at He Wan'er: "You must know that what is more painful in this world than what you can't get is the four words 'I could'." ”

He spoke calmly and softly, but He Wan'er could feel the sadness he hid beneath his calm exterior.

But I didn't know how to persuade him, so I had to listen silently.

Mo Chunshan didn't seem to need her to answer, and pointed downstairs to himself: "That swing is the only thing left, my dad used special materials and special paint to make it, he said that this swing can stand until my children grow up, so I want to see if it falls down first, or I disappear first." ”

His tone was as flat as ever, and He Guaner listened to it in his ears, but he was always a little faintly uneasy.

There seemed to be some frightening coldness, as if he would inadvertently overflow from the depths of his eyes, making people tremble. And the feeling he gives her now is very different from the arrogant, venomous, or indifferent man a few months ago.

What has changed?

He Wan'er couldn't help but be a little distracted, Mo Chunshan tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth smiled inscrutablely: "What's wrong? Are you afraid?"

"No," He Wan'er came back to his senses and shook his head hurriedly, "I just think that with your personality, you won't casually say these things to others." ”

"You're right," he turned and looked at her steadily, "just because you're none other than that." ”