But when he walked to the door, he stopped, and he suddenly remembered the scene when Wen Niannian pulled Yu Moqin's hand when he entered the door, and inexplicable feelings came to his heart.

He turned around and met Wen Niannian, who was puzzled by his stoppage, and the two were silent for a few seconds before he asked the question in his heart.

"Do you love Moshao?"

The problem came suddenly, and Wen Niannian was caught off guard and restrained the smile on her face, this was not the first time she needed to face this problem.

After observing the inadvertent changes in the corners of Wen Niannian's mouth, Mu Tian also realized the faux pas of this question, he coughed lightly with his fist against his lips in embarrassment, and immediately apologized, "Sorry madam, it's me who is too talkative." ”

After Mu Tianren left, he forgot to take away the sequelae of the problem, and Wen Niannian was disturbed by this question for the rest of the day.

The drowsy day's sunshine gradually moved towards the night, and as soon as the time agreed with Mo Yan'an arrived, she came to the rooftop on time with curiosity about the ending of the story.

When she saw the tall figure in her white coat slightly lifted by the evening breeze, she took a deep breath and decided to put the problems brought by Mu Tian behind for the time being.

The rooftop closer to the sky was still starless as last night, and the wind was bitingly cold, which made Wen Niannian unconsciously tighten the white down coat draped on his body.

Mo Yan'an put his hands in his pockets, and when he saw Wen Niannian coming, he was reluctant to stretch out his hand and put a can of beer in the plastic bag in front of her, "Drink some?" ”

He raised his eyebrows at Wen Niannian, looking at Wen Niannian's well-behaved appearance, thinking that she should refuse.

"Don't you have to work?" Wen Niannian frowned strangely, she hadn't yet taken the can that was blown cold by the wind.

"I'm off work, I can drink."

After this explanation, Wen Niannian nodded reassuringly, and took the cold wine into his hand that had already been infiltrated by the coldness, "Since that's the case, then I'm welcome." ”

After speaking, she opened the pull ring of the can, and at the moment when the can made a gasping sound, Mo Yan'an raised the corners of her mouth meaningfully.

From this short conversation, he could see that Wen Niannian was a person who abides by the rules but can also be bold in things.

"I can't imagine that you look like a gentleman, but in fact, your personality is not lost to a man at all." In the windy night, Mo Yan'an held his beer can with one hand, tilted his head and breathed in the cold air.

Wen Niannian took a sip of beer, and put his tired little face on the pedestrians who walked down and down, "The wine is also available, and now it's your story." ”

She couldn't wait to hear the follow-up, but somehow she had a not-so-good premonition.

"I'd like to ask you a few questions before I tell the story, okay?" Mo Yan'an asked for Wen Niannian's opinion.

Polite people always give people a very comfortable feeling, Wen Niannian is no exception, she agreed without thinking about it, "You ask." ”

"First question." Raising his hand, Mo Yan'an took a sip of wine, leaned sideways on the fence out of respect, and looked intently at Wen Niannian, whose little face was frozen and stiff, "You now know that Lao Yu has claustrophobia, I wonder if you will leave him because of this matter." ”

Claustrophobia, leave.

The two words couldn't be combined together at all in Wen Niannian's place, and she thought back to what she had said at the door of the rescue room, and at this time, her answer remained the same.

"No, it won't." She was extremely firm, and her round apricot eyes burst out with firmness that did not belong to the big grinning character.

She thought about leaving, but it was definitely not because of Yu Moqin's imperfection.