Wang Chengyou lay on his back on the top bunk, closed his eyes, savoring Mo Yan's voice in his ears, and if she was lying beside him, she whispered to him what she had seen and heard that day.

Regarding tying a scarf, Wang Chengyou did not try to ask.

Chatting from half past ten to half past eleven, for fear that Mo Yan would be too sleepy tomorrow, Wang Chengyou took the initiative to urge Mo Yan to end the call.

The next morning, Mo Yan was woken up by the biological clock.

As if telepathically, Wang Chengyou's good morning text message came to him.

Mo Yan smiled at the phone.

There seemed to be nothing in the room, and there was a faint dark fragrance floating, which smelled so the same as that on the writer's body. Mo Yan didn't go to his heart. It is not surprising that the smell of the writer's home is the same as that of the writer's body.

After washing, Mo Yan drank half a glass of water according to his habit. She went to the bay window to get the cup she used last night, looked at the empty cup, and was in a trance for a while, but she didn't think much about it after all.

After changing clothes, I walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, strangely quiet, as if everyone was asleep.

Mo Yan wondered in his heart, and it was inconvenient to walk around and ask, and secretly guessed in his heart that maybe Mrs. Wen's meal time was after half past seven, so he sat on the sofa in the living room with peace of mind and recalled the news of Wang Chengyou.

Wang Chengyou asked her if she slept well last night? Mo Yan replied: "In addition to making a ...... Special dreams, everything else is fine. "I was going to say "nightmare".

"Dream about what?"

"Emmm, a mixture of Rapunzel and Paper Bag Princess's dreams."

"You were imprisoned in a high castle, and I rescued you from the heroic and handsome? Well, this is Rapunzel's plot. What is the origin of the paper bag princess? ”

"You don't know the paper bag princess? A prince went to propose to a princess, and the princess agreed. Suddenly, an evil dragon came. The dragon spewed a fire, which consumed everything about the princess and took the prince captive.

The princess took the only paper bag left, rushed to the dragon's house, and risked her life to rescue the prince.

Unexpectedly, when the rescued prince saw the princess of the paper bag, what he said was not words of thanks, but that you were dressed so ugly, not like a princess at all.

The princess of the paper bag thinks that the prince is too vain and decides not to have this prince anymore. This is the famous paper bag princess. ”

Wang Chengyou let out a series of smiles: "I am not as vain as the prince in the story." If I accidentally do something vain, you must point it out, and I will change it. ”

Mo Yan's fingers flew, and he replied to Wang Chengyou and said: "Anyway, last night, I dreamed of fighting with the evil dragon, and the evil dragon couldn't be killed, and I woke up scared myself." I haven't had time to experience such a cool thing as getting rid of the prince. ”

Wang Chengyou laughed: "Dreams stop at dreams!" Can't go on in life! ”

Speaking of this, Mo Yan noticed that someone had walked into the living room.

When I looked up, it was Mrs. Wen.

Mrs. Wen took the lead in making a silent gesture, lowered her voice and said to Mo Yan: "I'm sorry, Wenhao is sick." Breakfast was delayed. ”

"Sick? Does it matter? ”

"It doesn't matter, just catch a cold, just get some sleep."

"It must have been walking on the construction site for too long yesterday, and he was afraid that I would be cold, so he lent me a scarf." Mo Yan felt a little guilty in his heart.

Mrs. Wen looked at Mo Yan with a smile: "Xiao Yan, is there anything going on today?" If you don't, you can stay for an extra day. ”

Mo Yan didn't understand Mrs. Wen's desire to retreat, and said more and more guiltily: "Today, I have to brainstorm with the other members of the field trip." ”

Mrs. Wen nodded: "There is something at work, and I don't dare to stay with you for a long time." So be it, after breakfast, I'll ask the driver to drop you off. ”

Mo Yan was afraid that Mrs. Wen would change her tricks to keep her, so when she heard what Mrs. Wen said, she put her mind at ease and nodded her head in agreement.

After breakfast, Mo Yan pulled his feet to leave, and Mrs. Wen smiled: "You don't want to say goodbye to Wenhao?" ”

"Oh...... Don't know which room he's in? ”

Mrs. Wen pointed to a door.

Mo Yan knocked lightly on the door, heard a "come in", opened it gently, and saw Wenhao lying on the bed, his eyes were melancholy, and his complexion was pale. It's really different from yesterday.

"I'm sorry." Mo Yan's heart was full of apologies. She regarded the writer's illness today as the result of giving her a scarf.

Wenhao shook his head tiredly and smiled reluctantly: "It's me who is not good." ”

Mo Yan didn't know the true cause and effect of the matter, and he had no way of understanding the words of the writer. The reason why she said this as a writer was because she didn't want to make her feel guilty. She wrung her fingers, feeling more and more guilty.

"It's time for you to change your little hand-wringing moves, too." The writer said in a weak tone.

Mo Yan raised his eyes and smiled, like spring.

"Let's go, I'm going to be late if it's late."

"Good. I'm leaving. ”

Mo Yan turned around and walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Wen Hao hurriedly shouting: "Mo Yan!" ”

Mo Yan turned around, not without surprise. Not only because the writer shouted urgently, but also because, for a long time, the writer only called her "Xiaoyan".

"Goodbye." The writer is solemn.

Mo Yan smiled with relief. It turned out that the writer just wanted to say "goodbye" to her.

"Goodbye." Mo Yan smiled back and gently closed the door at the same time.

Mo Yan didn't know that this "goodbye" meant a lot to the writer. It was the writer saying goodbye to her in secret.

Leaving from Wenhao's mother's house, according to the process of the day, Mo Yan had a brainstorming session with many designers who went to the plot to investigate. After that, Mo Yan and two other team members rushed back to Shanghai University that day.

Next, report on the trip, come up with the design concept, review it by the mentor, and submit it to Party A...... Nature is one step at a time, slowly unfolding according to the rhythm.

Wang Chengyou has entered the exam week. For the scholarship, he honestly crammed to school. I can only talk to Mo Yan on the phone every day.

On the day when she ignored Xu Qinglai's news, Xu Qinglai endured it, and the next day, Miss Xu finally couldn't help it. A WeChat call was made to Wang Chengyou.

"Ho! I'll also change your WeChat ID. ”

Wang Chengyou knew that if he didn't answer, she would keep bombing, and even went to his school to find him. It's hard to mess with people who are bored, and it's even harder to mess with people who are bored and don't care about the cost of time and money.

"I saw the messages and photos you sent, and they were taken well." Wang Chengyou bypassed the nonsense, went straight to the point, and actively expressed his position.

"Hey, are you a man?"

"This ...... In principle, it has nothing to do with you. That's a pun.

In the video, Xu Qinglai blew her beard and glared - if she had: "I have never seen a man as boneless as you." Mo Yan is the woman you like, other men are ambiguous with her, I just slammed my fists, and you still discussed with me whether the photo was taken well? Are you sick in the head? ”

Wang Chengyou's face sank: "If you fall in love with Tang Wenhao, you will chase after it." Don't get involved with my family. Also, in front of me, restrain your attitude, because I accidentally went to Cambridge and heard something. ”

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