"Do you like to read books while eating?" Mo Yuan asked, glancing at the cabinet on the right behind Xiaolan.

"No," Xiaolan replied calmly, following Mo Yuan's line of sight, "You saw that book, right......?" I thought I would read it quickly, but I don't have much time lately, so I have to read it before going to bed or while eating, but", Xiaolan spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know why, I can't read a few pages before going to bed, I feel a headache, but when I eat, I can read it quite smoothly." ”

"Oh, isn't the content of the book suitable for reading before going to bed?" Mo Yuan suddenly became interested.

"No, I don't. ”

"I can ......"

"Of course, but", Xiaolan blinked and reminded with a smile, "If you read this book just to find out why it's not suitable for bedtime, don't expect too much, there is no special story, maybe, just my personal strange reaction." ”

Mo Yuan held the small spoon with his index finger and thumb, mixed the last bit of porridge at the bottom of the bowl together, scooped it up and put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully, "I haven't read a book for a long time, especially such a traditional paper book", as he spoke, Mo Yuan gently pushed the chair back, got up, and walked to the cabinet on the right behind Xiaolan.

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"In this day and age, traditional paper books are not popular. First, it is inconvenient to carry, second, it is expensive, and third, children born in this era, the first thing they see and touch the 'book' is the electronic screen and holographic projection, and the 'habit' is a stubborn thing, which makes it difficult for people to accept changes, not to mention, because of the environment, the state does not encourage the publication of paper books. As a result, the publication of paper books has become a luxury, more symbolic activity, and fewer and fewer people miss it. ”

"I understand all of this, but I think, perhaps, there is a more important reason. ”

"Oh? ”

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A faint smile flashed at the corner of Mo Yuan's mouth, and the person had come to the cupboard.

The moonlight, which was drying up, fell silently on the book in front of him, shrouded in a white hazy mist. Mo Yuan picked up the book. The simple and unpretentious binding, on the white cover, there are two lines of words printed horizontally: the title of the book in black handwriting style "Only Six Days", the end of the "S" stroke is closed to the upper right, a bit like an almost closed "8", and the author's signature "Xiri", which is very standard Song style.

"This handwriting style is not a common handwriting style, is it?" Mo Yuan asked, stroking the text on the cover.

It should be the author's own font. ”

There are a few bookmarks sandwiched in the book, and the exposed parts look ordinary, the kind made in batches.

Mo Yuan flipped through the pages along the first bookmark.

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"You like to hide behind the door, with your little hands to push open the door that is heavy for you, when the gap is big enough to accommodate your little head, you poke your little head out of the door, your face is full of curiosity to explore the world, when you find me who has been waiting for you, your face suddenly blooms with a very happy smile, and the little mouth that can't speak makes a giggle, I can't resist at all, just melted by your laughter, and giggles together. ”

Then you retract your little head behind the door, close it carefully, and after a while, you begin to push the heavy door open again with difficulty, waiting for you to melt my smile again. ”

Then you carefully close the door again, and so on. The laughter of you and me filled the room from time to time. ”

"That little head, little body, why such a stupid act makes you so happy, and why can't I help but be happy with you, so illogical, so simple, stupidly, laughing together. ”

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"Whew", Mo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Xiao Lan, who was looking at him and seemed to be about to laugh.

"Would you like me to introduce you to the contents of this book first?" Xiao Lan's gaze moved from Mo Yuan's face to the small spoon in his hand, and her slender fingers fiddled back and forth.

"I thought it was a tense and exciting novel, but I didn't expect it to be such a warm novel, and I really didn't fit in. ”

"Can't you stand it anymore?" Xiaolan teased.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's true that books with intense plots are more suitable for me, but it's okay to read these kinds of books once in a while. As he spoke, Mo Yuan continued to open the page where the second bookmark was located.

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"I could watch you sleep and watch you go through the afternoon, do nothing, and just watch. The small eyes, closed peacefully, the small nose, revealing a faint and peaceful breath, the slightly open small mouth, and the saliva on the corners of the mouth, the small bulging cheeks, white and ruddy, the short arms naturally spread, the small hands slightly clenched into small fists, oh yes, those faint eyebrows, like my ......"

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Mo Yuan flipped through the pages along the third bookmark.

"The road ahead, getting narrower and darker, Dad can't continue to be by your side, you have your path, you should have your own path, it should be a broad and bright road, not a road in my situation, although, it's painful, but, believe me, the one who wants to be by your side the most is ......"

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Mo Yuan closed the book, closed his eyes, and the exhausted moonlight also fell on his hair and shoulders, floating in the air around him

"I still don't watch it, it's boring", Mo Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Xiaolan, "My parents are decent, I don't like them, and I don't hate them." ”

Xiaolan didn't speak.

"But your family is different, perhaps, this is one of the reasons why you are strong and capable", Mo Yuan paused for a while, "I'm sorry for my curiosity, in fact, this book, I shouldn't read it, because, I vaguely feel that this book has some connection with you, and I have no intention of exploring other people's privacy, especially yours." ”

"Haha, it's not that serious, what do you see?"

"Hmm...... Introduce the content of the book first, I'm too lazy to read the introduction. ”

"A novel in which the protagonist is a spy, and during a mission, he accidentally comes into contact with a confidential piece of information, and then, because of those lofty ideals and goals, he abandons his wife and children, and fights against evil forces, a very old-fashioned story of personal heroism. ”

"In that case, then the only reason you should read this book should be the author of this book - Sunset. ”

"Hmm. ”

"She's your mother?"

"Oh, I think you'd guess the same. After all, my dad wasn't the kind of person who could write novels, and it would have been easy for me to ask him to teach me how to kill. ”

"Actually, I also guess that the author may be someone else you care about more, but after thinking about it, the last thing you want to see should be the one you care about the most......"

"Haha, the last thing I want to see is ......"

"When you were in the college, every time there was an event that required your parents to attend, your parents rarely appeared, and if they did, it must be your father, and you never mentioned your mother, and it seemed to be very suitable for such a situation, so, I guess, you were brought up by your father, and your mother left you when you were very young", Mo Yuan looked in the direction of the study, and continued, "Every time I come to you, there are two things that always happen, one is the various identity verifications before entering the door, iris, Fingerprints and voiceprints, and one more thing, the picture frames on the bookshelves behind the computer screen in the study are always covered up. ”

"Sure enough, it's because of the picture frames on the bookshelf. ”

"Although I have never seen a photo in a frame, I think that in that position and form, it can only be some kind of important person or thing that I don't want to see. ”

"Bingo, guessed it. ”

"It doesn't matter if you look cheerful," Mo Yuan shrugged, "What else do I have to worry about." ”

"That's right...... At first, I did hate my mother and hate her for leaving me", Xiaolan lowered her head to look at the oatmeal in the bowl, scooping it back and forth with a small spoon, "But, now, I have no hatred at all, I am just curious about the reason why she left me." ”

"Reason ......"

"yes. Recently, when I was sorting out my things, I found this book in a box dedicated to storing my childhood belongings, and I knew that my mother's pen name was 'Xiri', and when I saw that the author of this book was 'Xiri', I quickly hid the book without even thinking about it. ”

"Didn't you show it to your father?"

"Of course I couldn't show him, he wouldn't let me touch anything related to my mother, so I quickly hid it. ”

"No, I don't mean after you discover this book...... It's ...... before" Mo Yuan paused, "Since you can see this book now, I think my doubts should be superfluous, maybe it's a coincidence, who knows......"

Xiaolan looked at Mo Yuan noncommittally.

"Well, do you think the male characters in the novel are an allusion to your mother?" Mo Yuan changed the subject.

"The male character in the novel is a spy, and my mother is just an accomplished writer, but ...... From the point of view of leaving their own children, it is similar, and I think there will be an insinuation in it. ”

"Then have you found the reason you want from this insinuation?"

"Justice, peace?" Xiao Lan sneered, "Don't be kidding, such an old-fashioned plot. ”

"Well, I don't believe it either, but", Mo Yuan looked down at the book in his hand, "At least, the father in the book, your mother, should love you very much." ”

"Who knows?" Xiaolan's tone was flirtatious, full of indifference.

"Maybe, one day, you'll know, I hope. ”

"Maybe, until I die, I won't know", Xiaolan suddenly thought of something, "If I die, what will you do for me?"

"What to do......" Mo Yuan gently put the book back to its original place, the exhausted moonlight seemed to be a little reluctant, the last few rays of white light, gently fell on the cover, Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the few rays of moonlight, "I think, I will buy a red-eared turtle, take care of it, feed it, and change its water." ”

"So in your mind, I'm a turtle?" Xiaolan said angrily, "Do you know that the code names we choose are all from birds according to the regulations?"

"Ha, of course you know, your 'red-eared' comes from the 'red-eared bulbul'. Mo Yuan's gaze shifted from the moonlight on the book cover to Xiao Lan's slightly stunned face.

"What a beautiful bird, have you ever seen a picture of it, how can you replace it with a turtle? At the very least, you should keep a few birds in my memory." ”

"Bird...... It is more difficult to raise, and the turtle ...... Forehead...... It is relatively easy to raise, and it is not an ordinary turtle, a red-eared turtle, and it is not ugly. ”

"You're quibbling. Xiaolan said righteously, with a smile.

“…… However, this bird's habits or personality are not like yours, you are calm and capable......"

"Are you complimenting me?"

"At least, ...... when performing tasks"

"Its habits...... Maybe that's what I want to be, right", Xiaolan asked instead, "'Blue Eyes' - Blue-eyed Bataan Parrot, why did you choose this as your code name?"

"I asked the program to choose it for me randomly, and it was quite easy to remember, so I confirmed it. ”

"Is that so?" Xiaolan smiled, "Do you know that Xiang Yu looked through a lot of bird information in order to choose a good code name, but he never thought that others would be the first to get there, and he didn't grab a favorite code name, and finally, he said, he chose a good appearance - grayback starling." ”

"What is the origin of 'Greyback'? He really wants to be the best in every way, even if it's a code name, he takes it very seriously......"

"It's almost dawn", Xiaolan interrupted Mo Yuan's words, "Today, what are your plans?"

"I'd like to go to the Whale Cafe again. ”

"Well, I'm going to the medical team and the intelligence group, and we can still go the same way, it's good. ”

The last bit of residual snow that fell on the book finally melted away, Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and couldn't touch the slightest bit of moonlight in the air, "Indeed, the sky is about to dawn", Mo Yuan gently picked up the book and walked towards Xiaolan, "My bowl of oatmeal porridge has long been bottomed out, why don't you seem to be moving?"

"I don't like to eat oatmeal, even if it's added maple syrup. ”

"That ......"

"I just like the process of cooking," Xiaolan replied, and instead smelled herself, "I had to take a shower after strenuous exercise and sweating, and then, calmly and competently, go to the brother group to complete the research task." ”

"Hmm. ”

Mo Yuan came to Xiaolan's side, holding the book in his hand. Xiaolan put the chair back, slowly got up, turned to Mo Yuan, raised her neck slightly, and without warning, her fiery gaze stared straight into Mo Yuan's eyes, "Why don't you wash it together?"

"You like the process of cooking, you must not like washing dishes, I'll wash the dishes." Mo Yuan dodged Xiaolan's fiery gaze and stayed on the dining table.

"Leave it to the dishwasher. Xiaolan didn't give up.

"Hmm...... I'm not used to having people around me in the shower, I'm still used to being alone, since I was a child. ”

"Hehe, this is the Mo Yuan I am familiar with", Xiaolan teased, "It seems that unless there is a special situation, I can only wash it myself." ”

"Wait. ”

"Oh?" Xiaolan was a little surprised, "Do you want to wash together?"

"When you pass by the study, put the book back on the shelf, it should be with the picture frame that always falls down to cover up. As he spoke, Mo Yuan reached out and handed the book to Xiaolan's chest.

"Okay", Xiaolan took the book, then turned and walked to the kitchen door, "The bowl is going to be cleaned, you can't eat the Scottish porridge I made for nothing." ”

"That's nature. ”

"Why do you think I can't read this book before I go to bed?" asked Xiaolan when she reached the door.

"Who knows. ”

"Huh. ”