"Are you awake?"

Mo Yi annoyed to nibble on the fritters, sucked soy milk, and looked at Da Zhuang who was lying on the sofa and woke up leisurely.

"How's it going, did you sleep well?

Da Zhuang rubbed his eyes, still very swollen, and looked out of the house, the cold weather.

"It was very cold last night, and I've been eating popsicles all the time! Ah Sneeze~" Da Zhuang touched his completely numb arm, shook it a few times, felt a little better, grabbed the fritters on the table and gnawed violently.

"Hmph~It's really sloppy~" Mo Yian's nose snorted, "Is there a pig teammate like you, the first thing you do when you wake up is to eat, and you also eat in your dreams at night, no wonder you are as fat as a pig." ”

"You're a pig! Don't think you can change your attributes if you're so neat!Huh~ Annoying, why are you wearing this dress today, going on a blind date?"

Mo Yifu is still wearing a black and yellow plaid shirt today, which is different from the yellow and black before, that one is horizontal stripes, and this one is vertical stripes, as for why he likes stripes so much, who knows.

"You said you're 180, why are you still paying attention to these?" Da Zhuang went to the sofa after nibbling on breakfast. "It's a bad day and it's not good to go out!I'm going to use your computer to play LOL!"

"Yes, as long as you can take this computer, you are not afraid of losing points!"

"So evil? Forget it, platinum V. is not easy to practice! Where are you going?"

Mo Yi looked out of the window and sighed leisurely: "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost!"

Da Zhuang also approached and sang loudly: "The fragrant honey sinks like frost! Good poems, good poems!"

glanced at Da Zhuang, made sure that he was not complaining early in the morning, ignored him, Mo Yifu picked up his small waist bag and walked to the door.

"Wait, I haven't washed my face yet!"

"It's okay, you don't need to!"

Soon, the two came to the bus stop at the entrance of the community, looking at the flow of people and vehicles, the time was ticking, but they couldn't wait for the bus they wanted to take.

"Where are you going, like a stuffy gourd, are you going to rob the tomb?" Da Zhuang glanced at Mo Yiyi.

"Shut up, fatty, aren't you going to work?"

"I'm preparing for my semi-finals, and the boss has given me a week off!"

"Your boss will probably regret it!"

"Why?"

Drip~

The car is coming, and the No. 2 bus is coming!

"Bus No. 2, what are you doing there, do you have any acquaintances?"

Unfortunately, the friend sitting next to me didn't want to answer the question at all.

The autumn wind was bleak, the car didn't even have air conditioning, and the autumn wind at 8 o'clock in the morning was as cold as ice slag. The Bailu solar term has arrived, and it should be cold.

An hour later, the two got out of the car and looked up at the park gate more than three meters high, and on the gray solemn stone carved gate, there were four big characters written on it: "Beishan Park".

"The writing is not very good-looking, there is no coercion!" Mo Yi annoyed with the mortal artistic conception between the lines, and commented casually.

Da Zhuang glanced at him and responded, "You still know calligraphy?"

"Hmph~ I just understand a little!"

Climbing all the way up, the colder it gets, the more gloomy the sky becomes, and Mo Yian's face looks more and more gloomy, making it very uncomfortable.

He is accustomed to laughing and scolding, and he can't stand others playing deep and melancholy, is that an expression that a fat man can control?

At least Da Zhuang himself can't!

Brushing aside clumps of weeds, I felt in front of a desolate tombstone.

"The Tomb of Xiao Ran in the Lover's Palace".

Da Zhuang stared at his friend with wide eyes, and his heart was full of wind from the prairie, fierce and without a trace. Swallowing his saliva, he still couldn't understand what he had come here early in the morning to see the tombstone.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! Hidden deep you, we've been friends for many years, I'll help you remember it." Three years, four months, and eight days! I've never heard that you still have attainments in this area! If you don't explain the ins and outs of this matter today, believe it or not, I'll handle you here?"

Staring at the small eyes like silver bells, the nostrils are one by one, like a cow with crazy hair, in fact, it only has the wisdom of a pig, and the big strong hands are clenched into fists. I always feel that he is jealous and angry.

"Someone else asked me to come. Mo Yifu looked up at the sky, and then looked around, looking at the sky for a while, and looking around for a while. No one came.

"Lie to the ghost~ Do you know this person?" Da Zhuang said, pointing to the tombstone.

"Hehe, I know you don't believe me! Last night, I had a dream in which the air began to smoke, which startled me! Then, a mysterious man dressed in a strange costume and carrying a sword appeared in the smoke. He asked me to find a monument! And it turned out that there really was! What do you think I can do?"

A faint voice, with a faint sadness, what kind of dream can force a decadent writer who turns day and night upside down like this?

Da Zhuang doesn't plan to ask, as long as he makes sure that his friend doesn't have a girlfriend, as for whether he dreams or not, he will naturally forget it in a few days.

"You can do it yourself! Now that the monument has been seen, can we go?

"Well, let's go. The name is good, Gong Xiaoran, Xiaoran!"

"Big brother, don't you talk about it in this place, if you like it, you can read it again when you go home!" Da Zhuang covered his ears, not wanting to listen to his friend go crazy.

The two of them slowly descended the mountain along the same path, not noticing that a black cat slowly appeared on the monument, looking at them slyly.

The pen-shaped mark on Mo Yi's palm lit up and disappeared quickly, and he couldn't figure out the reason, and Lord Pen Immortal didn't show up.

At noon, Mo Yifu and the two took the subway instead, first went to the pedestrian street to buy a few clothes, then went to the snack street to stuff a meal, and finally took the No. 2 bus back to the construction community.

There are too many places to run on this day, the pedometer has more than 24,500, ranking first in the circle of friends, and winning a lot of likes.

No one was too lazy to move, and they didn't even have the heart to order takeout for dinner, so they simply didn't give life to those riders who were known as yellow robes.

Da Zhuang held back his words, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to speak, so he had to wait for Mo Yifu to take the initiative to talk about it, but unfortunately he waited for a while and there was no result.

It was 7 o'clock and it was time for dinner. Da Zhuang should also go to the Internet café to participate in the semi-finals, as long as he can get the first place, he can represent the West District to participate in the city's championship competition, and even the provincial competition, regional competition, LPL, global finals and so on. It's a little exciting to think about.

This is his best record in years, not one of them.

"Let's go, go watch me play! Dude is going to kill all sides tonight!"

Mo Yifu leaned on the bed silently and closed his eyes.

"I'm not going. There's something going on tonight. Don't go, the game shouldn't be played, it's already over!"

"Nani, you dare to curse me?"

Suddenly, the bell rang.

"You say mouth, toot, toot toot~"

The old man blushed and was a little ashamed. This bell just came off today, and it hasn't been ringed during the day, so I didn't expect it to sound so disgusting.

Quickly picked up the phone, and after a burst of "um, ah, uh, okay", Da Zhuang hung up the phone, and then turned off the phone directly.

Then, he collapsed on the sofa in despair, the soft sofa was so comfortable that it made people feel weak.

Don't worry about chasing your dream life, it's like a fat salted fish. If only you could lie down all the time, and if you lie down, you will die.

"It's annoying, it's all you who curse me! I'm going to eat abalone at the barbecue tonight!"

As he spoke, Da Zhuang got up again, as if sensing the call of fate. Picked up the mobile phone and flipped through the takeout to read it, but unfortunately it was still early, only the main meal.

"Hmph~ sea cucumber fried noodles, large portions, three servings!"

After ordering, he gave Mo Yiyi a vicious look.

In fact, he gradually saw in his heart that his friend's temperament was a little different from his previous cowardice, and he also understood that Jung Sang-hyuk's sudden visit yesterday was really strange.

When pie falls from the sky, it is often going to crush people to death.

It was obvious that Jung Sang-hyuk, the assistant that the boss had found, had picked up a big pie.

"Annoying. I don't want to ask more about your secrets, but I'm going to go to your business tonight!"

Da Zhuang's voice sounded a little lost.

"What's wrong with you?"

"The boss said I lost Jung Sang-hyuk. Tell me to fuck off, do I have to do this?"

Mo Yi looked at his friend in surprise and silently gave a thumbs up.

What I thought in my heart was: crying with joy, sorrow coming from it, and good luck.