And just like last time, this time there is still a note inside. ‖.#？

Only this time the note was handwritten.

There are three words written on it.

Looking at the handwriting on the note, Mo Qianqian's body suddenly froze.

Then, suddenly, she got up and strode into the hallway.

"Beichen Shaoting!" She turned her head to look around, then suddenly shouted loudly......

The handwriting...... It is very similar to Beichen Shaoting's handwriting......

Is that him? He's coming to the market too?

"......" responded to her with only silence.

Mo Qianqian was unwilling, ran to the staircase, and shouted down: "Beichen Shaoting, is it you?" ”

This time, there was still no response......

Mo Qianqian looked at the empty staircase with some loss, his eyes full of doubts......

She was almost sure that the person who brought the food was Beichen Shaoting......

But why didn't he show up? Did you not hear it, or did you already leave?

"Oh, what's the noise, it's not going to rest at night!" Suddenly, a woman's complaint came from the entrance of the building.

Mo Qianqian was a little embarrassed, and then he remembered that he was disturbing the people: "I'm sorry, I won't do this again next time." Mo Qianqian hurriedly apologized, and shouting at the staircase at night was indeed very impolite.

"Forget it, just pay attention next time!" The other party was also generous, and soon forgave Mo Qian.

Mo Qianqian smiled helplessly, she could only turn around and walk back, she glanced at the cardboard box on the ground, and still moved it in.

When she was about to close the door, Mo Qianqian still looked around without giving up, and when she was sure that there was no one around again, Mo Qianqian closed the door.

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Closing the door, Mo Qianqian quickly ran to the balcony of the room again, she held on to the handrail of the balcony and looked down.

People come and go in the community...... However, she just didn't see the familiar figure.

Mo Qianqian spread out the note in his palm, looked at it, and then frowned tangledly.

Isn't he?

She shook her head, impossible, this handwriting is definitely Beichen Shaoting's.

And apart from him, Mo Qianqian really can't think of anyone else who will send her fruit......

Did he really come to the city?

In my heart, some expectations popped up.

Mo Qianqian gritted his teeth, and then suddenly a person muttered to himself: "Mo Qianqian...... Don't be so unproductive......"

Even if the person who sent her food was Beichen Shaoting, she couldn't be so soft-hearted......

That man is not a character that she can handle shallowly...... It's not a shallow person for her.

She couldn't bear the good he brought her, nor could she bear the bad he brought her......

Her person is fragile, her heart is even more fragile, and she can't stand the rollercoaster of transformation.

So...... Mo Qianqian bit his lip and tore the note apart.

Even if he comes, what can he do...... Or nothing can be changed......

She...... I won't go back with him, even if I'm forced to do it.

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This night, Mo Qianqian, who has been sleeping very well recently, suddenly lost sleep.

She tossed and turned on her little bed, but she couldn't sleep.

As soon as I fell asleep, my mind was always on what happened at night.

That carton, the food in the carton...... And the note......

Cardboard boxes with food appeared at the door, and this was the second time since she moved here.

I don't know if there will be a third time in this situation......