As soon as these words came out, Mo Bing's heart felt as if something had knocked him. The good-looking eyebrows furrowed, a little puzzled, and the strange emotion was suppressed back to the bottom of his heart. picked up a white-flour steamed bun, pretended to break it slowly, and said lightly: "What do you say?" ”

The little girl thought about it with a solemn expression, shook his head, and said, "I didn't say anything, but they put a little thing at the shopkeeper's place, and you have to go and get it yourself." ”

After Mo Bing heard this, he only said that he knew and let the little guy go down, and the two white-flour steamed buns that he broke were put back on the plate, he actually didn't have much appetite.

Yesterday he said to the man that he would send someone to send them to Bianjing, but in fact, he said it in a fit of anger, and he selfishly felt that as long as he pretended that nothing had happened today, he could cover up the past. After all, it was something he had promised, and although he felt that Qing Ran's behavior was really suspicious, it was not enough for him to completely avoid her. But he didn't expect that the man heard it in his heart, and he didn't have to wait for him to arrange it and left first.

I don't know why, Mo Bing's heart is as unhappy as someone has released a pigeon, obviously he brought it up first, and now that people are gone, he doesn't have to worry about it, but it's uncomfortable.

In just a few days, Mo Bing thought that he had fallen into some Gu. Why did he have this mind, and why did he become so narrow? So passive?

Mo Bing, who has always come and gone freely, and who sees others through, suddenly can't understand himself.

I only knew that his heart was very uncomfortable, and he was still a little excited when he thought that this was the last meal he had in Luoyun Water City, but now he had no appetite at all.

He tossed around the room for a long time, and when he was ready to go out, he found the shopkeeper standing respectfully at the door, and he recognized at a glance what he was holding in his hand, which was his clothes. His gaze also dimmed a little, and he couldn't help but think of what Mu Yun said, women are the most decisive creatures in the world.

Just like Liang Chenyue, she can move forward for the sake of Wanyan Jin, even if all kinds of dangers in front of her are fearless, she can be determined to this point for herself. Another example is what Mu Yun said, don't look at Yi Kongciao's little girl, she is small, but she is a big ghost, once she is stubborn, she can ignore Mu Yun for ten days and half a month. At first, Mo Bing was still laughing at Mu Yun, which was not at all presensible, but now he feels that what he said also has some truth.

When the shopkeeper saw Mo Bing coming out, he immediately greeted him with a smile, presented the clothes in his hand to Mo Bing as if he were a treasure, and said, "Master Mo, this is left for you by Miss Qingran, and I want me to hand it over to you personally." It's intact, Mo Gongzi will see for himself? ”

Mo Bing's face is not very good-looking, but he is used to being elegant, and he will not show any dissatisfaction in his heart at will, let alone anger on others. He took the clothes lightly, didn't look at it much, stuffed it into the package casually, and then said: "Thank you shopkeeper, thank you for taking care of you these days." ”

The shopkeeper's face immediately bloomed with joy when he heard this, originally he was worried that he would offend some big man by slacking off, but now it seems that his worries are superfluous. When Mo Bing entered the inn, he gave people a different feeling, and yesterday he asked the city lord to personally send someone to pick him up, and the shopkeeper didn't want to be able to use the light of these big people to blow his storefront, but just to not make a living and make a stable living.

Originally, I wanted to say something courteous, but seeing that Mo Bing's face was not very good-looking, the shopkeeper said a few polite words and went to get busy, leaving only a few small servants to help. In the end, he asked Mo Bing to retreat, in fact, he didn't have anything heavy, and he didn't need the help of these little guys, and he didn't like it even more when he made such a big show.

In the end, only the coachman followed him, and the two got on the boat quietly, Mo Bing didn't speak, and the coachman naturally didn't say anything.

The boat didn't go out directly, he went to the city tower again, handed over everything to Chenfeng, and explained everything that should be explained. He asked Chen Feng to come to Bianjing to find him if he wanted to see Liang Chenyue, and this time, he would probably stay in Bianjing for some time.

He spent three days on the boat, and occasionally he came across the dock, and he only asked the coachman to buy some necessary things. Fortunately, the coachman was a quiet person, although he saw that something was wrong with Mo Bing, he didn't offer much condolences. He ate and slept at night, and occasionally went round the deck during the day to look at the ships with them, and before long he was back in the cabin.

For the past three days, Mo Bing has been thinking about what has happened along the way. Mu Yun only said that something was different, but the letter did not say anything about the specific matter, and only asked him to meet in Bianjing. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I feel weird.

If he found out something special, wouldn't he go up to Nanyun Pavilion and tell him at that time? If it's a very important thing, why delay talking about it for a few days? Why is it in Bianjing?

Or was he calculated, and the letter was meant to break him away? So who is it?

......

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, one after another puzzled him, Mo Bing was puzzled, according to his reasoning, he would think that Mu Yun was selling him something, deliberately tricking him.

Mo Bing shook his head, shaking off all the strange thoughts that popped up. First of all, he abandoned the latter suspicion, he also knew the rules of Nanyun Pavilion and Mu Yun was in charge, besides, he knew the disciple who sent the letter, and he led the way when he went to Nanyun Pavilion several times before. So he was the first to deny this conjecture, and besides, it is not honorable to say that such a thing is calculated, even if the underground bank has been dissolved for five years, he will not even know that he has been calculated.

In addition to this doubt, he didn't figure it out, and the thing that bothered him the most was Qing Ran.

He was pretty sure he had never met her, and he hadn't had anything to do with her. But from Qing Ran's point of view, it looks as if they have known each other a long time ago, and he is the so-called "negative man".

Mo Bing couldn't help but laugh, he has always been frank and unkind, and there are only a few women he really knows, and they all have their own destinations, and he can't remember the word "negative man".

But looking back on the past few days of getting along, he found that she was always looking at him, with a solemn and deep look, as if she had a lot to say but choked in her throat. Occasionally, when he looked back at her, he saw her hurriedly dodging and dodging, and her face was so red that he did not dare to look up at him.

He didn't think anything at the time, and in light of what the girl had said to him that night after she had eaten, he thought that perhaps the girl had a crush on him, so he showed a shy side when he looked back. Despite this, he didn't take it to heart, he had encountered many such situations, he wouldn't say anything to hit the girl's ice heart, but he never gave a little hope.

He is not tempted, he knows himself very well, so he will not delay others.

He had thought so until that night, and it wasn't until that night that he began to realize that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

If it is a person who has just met for less than three days, even if he has a good impression of him, since he has not expressed his response, he should retreat from the difficulty. But she was different, and he always felt that things would not be so simple.

He caught her that day, and spoke to the bone, because he wanted to get something out of her, to know what her purpose was in approaching him. But the man remained silent, and if he hadn't touched her bun, he wouldn't have known that she was crying.

He made a woman cry, and if it got out, everyone would come to see him laugh. Even if his heart was as hard as iron, he couldn't see a woman crying like that, and he couldn't force her to ask her again.

That's the reason, he just didn't want to embarrass her, so he let her go.

Mo Bing told himself over and over again in his heart that the reason why he didn't pursue the truth of the matter was because of this.

But a person deceives himself a lot, and he can't even deceive himself. His heart is like two villains, constantly arguing, one keeps making excuses for himself, and the other keeps telling himself and laughing at himself. Laugh at what? Laugh at him for being afraid, laugh at him for not daring to face the truth.

At that time, if he had to detain her and try his best to let her tell the truth, no matter what means he used, maybe he wouldn't be so tormented now.

But he didn't, he just missed a chance to know the truth and let the man go.

Was it because he was worried about what would happen to him when he learned the truth?

He has been on the boat for the past three days, and he is very depressed, he thinks it is because of the boat, but he himself knows that it is not, this matter appears again and again in his heart, and he always thinks about what the truth is. In the end, he even wondered what the truth was behind it.

He stood on the deck, his eyes looking into the distance, letting the cold wind of the river blow on his face at night, and his thoughts drifted far away.

He always had the illusion that they might be in the bow boat ahead. Since they and he are both going to Bianjing, they will inevitably go the same way. Anyway, he told the boatman to drive slowly, so that they could watch better if something happened on the bow.

As a result, the two bows of the ship moved forward one after the other about two miles apart. There were a lot of tourists on the bow in front, but it was not as quiet as his bow, and there were only him, the coachman and the boatman. In the daytime, many people on the bow would go to the deck to blow the wind and relieve their boredom, but he did not see a familiar figure for a few days.

Mo Bing opened the small wine sent by Chen Feng and turned into three people in the cold moonlight.