A week passed quickly. Mo Ting and Zhong have not seen each other since that meal. Just use WeChat to get in touch occasionally.

"Separated, I'm going back tomorrow." Mo Ting thought about it and sent a message to Zhong Dispersion.

It took almost an hour before I received a call from Zhong Dispersion, "I'm sorry, I'm just filming."

Then Zhong Dispersed and chatted with Mo Ting. Mo Ting has always wondered why she didn't mention that she was going back. Mo listened to the exhaustion in Zhong Discrete's voice, and let him go.

It wasn't until half an hour later that when I saw the tired man at the door of the house, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he asked with a shocked face, "Why are you here?" ”。

"What's wrong? Don't you welcome me? Zhong Lisan said with a smile, and the two small pear vortices were particularly eye-catching.

"How is that possible?" Mo Ting turned sideways and let Zhong disperse in.

Zhong Lisan gave the bag in his hand to Mo Ting, "When I leave, you will see." Mo Tingqiang held back his curiosity and nodded.

"You're eating?" After asking this sentence, Mo Ting felt that he was mentally retarded. At ten o'clock, you asked if they had eaten?

Who knew that Zhong Lisan actually shook his head, "I don't have much appetite today."

"Then I'll give you a bowl of noodles?"

"Yes".

Zhong Lisan watched Mo Ting cooking noodles in the kitchen, his heart warmed a little, and even those alienated eyes had fireworks.

Before I knew it, I was already in the kitchen. "Is there anything I can help me with?" Zhong Dispersion said. "You can wash the lettuce", noticing Zhong Dispersion's unease, Mo thought for a while.

The noodles were made quickly, and I was afraid that Zhong would be awkward to eat alone. Mo Ting also filled a bowl for himself.

Mo Ting knew that Zhong Dispersion had always been such a person. Always think of others. I'd rather work hard alone than hard work for others. In the past few years, Mo Ting, as a member of the fans, has accompanied him to grow up, his efforts, everything about him, Mo Ting has seen it in his eyes. It is precisely because of this that Mo Tingcai is extremely distressed.

After eating noodles, Mo Ting sent Zhong out of the door. Before Zhong Dispersion got into the car, he said to him, "Discrete, we are all behind you." The rest, Mo Ting didn't say anything, but she knew that Zhong Dispersion understood. Behind you, there are tens of millions of "alarm clocks". Therefore, in the future, we will walk together through thick and thin.