Mo Yan opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to force you anything. Half a year, half a year is fine. Let me catch my breath. ”

The writer who said these words was so tired, Mo Yan really didn't know how to refuse.

"But, but I have someone I like." Mo Yan knew that some words still had to be clearly explained.

"I know. I know you like Wang Chengyou. I'm not trying to force you to like me. I'm just begging you to pretend to be my girlfriend and make me clean and innocent in front of my family. Besides, Wang Chengyou is not going to be a soldier now, compulsory soldiers can't take vacations, and he shouldn't suddenly appear. I'm not going to talk too much and take the trouble to tell him about this fake relationship. As for whether you say it or not, I don't have an opinion. ”

Mo Yan lowered his eyes and thought that he just needed to speak clearly.

In the half year when I pretended to be my girlfriend, except for some embarrassment when I went home for the New Year, I was usually fine. There has never been a place where the writer has crossed the line. On the contrary, he took more and more care of Mo Yan.

In the second half of my junior year, the verbal contract of pretending to be my girlfriend expired. I never thought that my aunt was suffering from breast cancer. Mo Yan's life was taken off guard, and she needed to fly to Beijing frequently to accompany her aunt, who didn't speak for days — not only didn't speak, but she didn't eat.

Mo Yan realized the "tiredness" in the mouth of the writer.

It's really tiring, so tired that I can sleep soundly in just a few dozen minutes of taking a taxi.

Accompanying patients needs to be refreshed; Accompanying clients needs to cheer up; Running a company requires a high spirit; Completing your studies requires a high level of energy...... Many times, Mo Yan felt that he couldn't hold on.

When she needed support the most, Wang Chengyou was silent.

What encouraged and supported her was the writer.

At the end of the junior year, my mother Mo Jielian and stepfather Yan Song flew to the United States to accompany my aunt to see a doctor.

Mo Yan has completely become a loner.

When she missed Wang Chengyou the most, Wang Chengyou refused to contact her.

What a helplessness and despair that was.

I thought it would be easy to seal love for two years, but it turned out to be wishful thinking in the face of a cruel and changeable reality.

Love for one person is fading and feelings for another are growing. Even Mo Yan herself can't deny that since her mother went abroad in her senior year, her emotional dependence on Wenhao has unconsciously grown.

During the Spring Festival of the senior year, when counting the countdown together in the newly built Linhu Square in my hometown, because the atmosphere was so good, many people around hugged and jumped excitedly. Wenhao and Mo Yan also hugged each other. When Mo Yan wanted to let go, he found that Wenhao hugged him tighter instead.

Not only that, but the hot lips fell involuntarily.

It seems that the long-suppressed enthusiasm has finally come out, and the kiss of the writer makes Mo Yan tremble.

At that moment, the truth could no longer be hidden. The truth is that the writer's feelings for her are the love of men and women.

This sudden kiss made Mo Yan disappear for half a month.

Half a month later, on the sixteenth day of the first month, the school opened and the company opened. Mo Yan appeared.

She is 22 years old, and her dual identity and dual experience over the years have made her mentality a few years longer than her age.

She has passed the psychological age of feeling sad and crying for a kiss.

I will not feel that I have suffered a loss, nor will I instantly turn the tables and change my existing thoughts because of a kiss.

Mo Yan who reappeared was calm, as calm as if he had never had a kiss.

The writer who saw Mo Yan again was also very calm.

The two calmly discuss the future relationship. The writer begged Mo Yan to be his girlfriend, his real girlfriend. Mo Yan shook her head and said to him that she couldn't let go of Wang Chengyou and the love between her and Wang Chengyou.

"Time has passed, things are people, will love still be the love it used to be?" Wenhao asked Mo Yan.

"You have to confirm it before you give up."

"Good. How long will it take you to confirm that your love is worth continuing since he returns from the army in the fall? ”

Mo Yan remembered that the ideal answer in her heart was for a second.

One glance is enough.

Fact...... But it was unexpectedly complicated.

It turned out that there were huge grievances accumulated and buried in her heart! If you can't deal with these grievances, there is no way to face Wang Chengyou. But at least, she confirmed one thing, that is, even if she can't renew her relationship with Wang Chengyou, she will no longer be the girlfriend of the writer.

If she can't continue to love Wang Chengyou, she has to flee to a place where she has no intersection with Wang Chengyou, so as not to keep revealing the scars in her heart.

After thinking carefully about this conclusion, Mo Yan no longer felt panicked about the upcoming meeting between Wang Chengyou and Wenhao.

Let life go on at its original pace.

Let things happen as they should be.

Sit back and watch the changes and follow the trend.

Mo Yan, who is only 23 years old, already has a determination that is not commensurate with his age.

The rain on the day of the typhoon is a shower, and it will be resting.

When the car stopped at the destination, it happened to stop the wind and rain.

Wang Chengyou parked the car at the door of Party A, held an umbrella himself, and helped Mo Yan open the rear door.

After Mo Yan got out of the car, he found Wang Chengyou walking with her.

"Aren't you going to park?" Mo Yan reminded him.

"Nope."

Mo Yan turned around, she didn't think that anyone's car had the right to park in front of the door of Party A's house. When I turned around, I saw a figure who happened to sit in the car and drove away.

"That's?" Mo Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, that's Zheng Shuguang. Now he is a graduate student at Fudan University. ”

Mo Yan no longer answered, and walked towards Party A's office building wholeheartedly.

Today's Party A is a bit special, it is an architectural design company.

Generally speaking, architectural design firms are the upstream industry of interior design firms. Architectural design firms design buildings and spaces, and interior design firms decorate and furnish spaces.

This construction company is a well-known private construction enterprise in the industry, IA Construction, in terms of the number of pure architectural designers, ranking about the top three private enterprises in the country.

The IA building has a new office space. The new site was renovated from an old factory. They had done their own architectural renovation and reinforcement, and out of respect for their "specialization in the art industry", they were now recruiting an interior design company to work together to refine the interior office space.

Wenhao was not interested in this project, but Mr. Fan was eager to try.

The reason why the writer is not interested is that he is afraid that once the bid is successful, IA Construction is strong and insists on overall control, and there will be a lot of places where the big page cannot be used. The effect is good, and the credit has an aesthetic eye in IA; The effect is not good, and the sin is not strong in the big page business ability. Typically thankless.

The reason why Mr. Fan is eager to try is because IA Construction is Mr. Fan's work unit when he first stepped into the society. She spent four and a half years working there.

Out of an inexplicable nostalgia and vanity of returning home, Mr. Fan lobbied Mo Yan, the current head of the family, to agree to participate in the bidding.

Mo Yan had no reason to refuse. After all, it is still unknown whether he can bid for the bid, and it is not worth dampening Mr. Fan's enthusiasm.

The boss's attendance at the final round of bidding as a sign of encouragement is an unwritten tradition in the interior space of the big page.

Since the bidding team pulled out by Mr. Fan has reached the second round of bidding, Mo Yan should come forward to show encouragement.

This afternoon, the writer who is not optimistic about this project also made time. In order to be able to see Mo Yan, he was already waiting at the venue at the moment.