Ma Dong sat in the "Past Time" bar, his mind was full of Zhao Lan's figure, and the past appeared on the screen of memory episodes like a TV series.

Zhao Lan's smile is an elegant poem; Every gesture is a beautiful dance, perhaps the reason why she has never been able to get it, Ma Dong's love for her is increasing day by day.

"It's early, Ma Dong!" A soft voice came from behind him, interrupting Ma Dong's musings.

Ma Dong looked at his watch and said to Zhao Lan, who was in a graceful posture: "It's not even seven o'clock, it's not too late!" Land has a party tonight? ”

"He's on a business trip, and I'm here by bus, just in time for the rush hour, so I've kept you waiting." Zhao Lan took off her shoulder bag and smiled apologetically at Ma Dong.

If the elegant orchid is pure and elegant, Zhao Lan's beauty is not delicate, not glamorous, not charming.

A pair of big eyes kept looking at Zhao Lan all the time, and Ma Dong said: "As long as the beauty appears, we are willing to do it no matter how late!" ”

Ma Dong stood up with a poor smile and invited Zhao Lan to sit opposite.

Zhao Lan was stared at by his gaze a little unnaturally: "Then why are you looking at me?" It's like I've never seen it! ”

Zhao Lan lowered her shy eyes.

"Don't move, just stay there, yes, that's it!" Ma Dong deliberately chattered and created a mysterious atmosphere.

"Annoying, what are you doing here?" Zhao Lan was even more unnatural.

"I am appreciating a beauty, a supreme beauty!" Ma Dong said seriously, "Zhao Lan, you are getting more and more beautiful, I really don't dare to recognize you!" ”

"Pure nonsense! What to drink? After Zhao Lan finished speaking, she beckoned the waiter over.

"Blue Mountain."

In fact, Ma Dong doesn't know all the brands of coffee, the reason why he ordered "Blue Mountain" is because he always sees Zhong Man drinking this brand, and he thinks that what Zhong Man likes must be high-grade things, and "Blue Mountain" will naturally be no exception.

Since she met Lu Lu, Zhao Lan has long been accustomed to this kind of consumption place.

"The old days" is the place she frequents alone, and every waiter here already knows her habits, and after the waiter brings up the "Blue Mountain" ordered by Maki, she also brings Zhao Lan her favorite coffee and sugar cubes.

lueMoutaiCoffee is Zhao Lan's favorite.

She loves the best of these coffees, native to the mountains of Jamaica in the West Indies – they have a rich aroma and a mellow taste. This coffee from the "past time" lives up to its name. Zhao Lan, who sits upright, is like an oriental beauty in an exotic atmosphere.

"Why do you keep staring at me like that? Ma Dong! Zhao Lan combed her short black hair with both hands, "Look at my newly cut hair, do you feel a little stunned?" ”

"You used to have long hair, it's so beautiful! However, short hair is also beautiful! Ma Dong held his chin with both hands, and looked directly at the other party who lowered his head again with a red face.

Zhao Lan flashed her beautiful eyes: "Ma Dong, Niu Jianguo went to work in the district, do you know?" ”

Zhao Lan saw that Ma Dong's eyes were too "focused", so she said a topic that was not what she wanted to talk about today.

Ma Dong came to his senses and said, "Huh? You said that Niu Jianguo was transferred to work in the district, I don't know, which department to go to? ”

"Bureau of Statistics, be the director there." Zhao Lan smiled, "You don't know?" Who doesn't know that your father-in-law is the person in charge of the assessment team. ”

"He's him, I'm me, and I don't care about him. You didn't come to me to tell me about it, did you? Ma Dong's hand left the bottom of his chin, picked up the coffee spoon and stirred the coffee.

Ma Dong couldn't explain why he didn't want to admit that Niu Jianguo went to the head of the Bureau of Statistics under his strong mediation, and on the day Niu Jianguo received the appointment notice, he also went to meet Bai Ruiqi, and he accompanied him.

"No, I haven't seen you in a long time, and I just wanted to talk to you. How are you doing? Zhao Lan's calm eyes flashed a faint sadness.

Ma Dong always stared at Zhao Lan's big eyes, perceiving this imperceptible change.

"I'm doing well, Zhao Lan, you seem to have something on your mind?" Seeing that Zhao Lan didn't move the coffee in front of her, she put two sugar cubes in her cup.

Zhao Lan picked up the coffee spoon and shook it gently, for a long time, without a word, her eyes turned from calm to sad, and then tears filled her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this, Ma Dong asked anxiously, "Zhao Lan, what's wrong?" Did the guy surnamed Lu bully you? He stood up, his eyes shifting from concern to anger.

"No, no! The land is good for me! Zhao Lan wiped her tears with the soft white tissue provided by the café.

"Zhao Lan, you can't fool me!" Ma Dong said resolutely, "Tell me quickly, who made you wronged?" Who else but land? ”

Ma Dong saw that Zhao Lan's shoulders were a little shaky when he was still silent and just wiping her tears, and she was even more anxious, so she left her seat and sat on her right side, and said, "Tell me quickly, Zhao Lan!" Who made you suffer so much? ”

His hands grabbed Zhao Lan's right arm at once.

"Ouch!" Zhao Lan couldn't help but shrink her right arm, the pain made her frown and grin, and her beautiful face became so heart-wrenching and pitiful.

Ma Dong said more and more eagerly: "What's the matter? Zhao Lan! ”

Ma Dong's two hands did not let go, and because of anxiety, Zhao Lan hurriedly took down his hand with his left hand, and said, "It's okay, I didn't pay attention when I was working a few days ago, and I sprained it." ”

"Let me see, hurry up, let me see!" Ma Dong pulled up Zhao Lan's right arm that was hidden behind him.

"It's okay, it's really okay, Ma Dong, don't look at it!" Zhao Lan tried her best to break free.

Ma Dong couldn't help but say, rolled up Zhao Lan's sleeves, and a scarred jade arm was displayed in front of him.

"This is a sprain, it's obviously a cigarette butt!" Ma Dong was surprised, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

No need to ask, Zhao Lan is covered in bruises.

"Ma Dong, don't ask! Woo... Woo..."Zhao Lan turned around and cried bitterly on his shoulder.

Ma Dong gently stroked her twitching shoulder with his hand, and the scars on her arms pierced his heart like needles.