This is the arrangement of fate, no matter how much you resist, and stay away. As long as it is fate, no matter how far the process goes, fate will definitely reunite the two people.

Mo Ji seemed to be the god of fate to Mengluo, silently helping him, making him have an indescribable closeness to this girl with the same name as his game.

Even if Mo Ji didn't realize it now, one day, as time passed, the wheel of fortune would spin faster and faster among them. At that time, no matter who it was, they couldn't stop the fate of Mo Ji and Mengluo.

At this moment, the dream is full of hope for the future of her and Mo Organic.

Back to the company, after the efforts of two people, finally, at more than 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Mo Jiji's manuscript was all reviewed. Only the part of the dream that falls is not yet complete.

Mo Ji looked out the window, and the whole city was dotted with neon lights of various colors. Under such lights, the night sky seems deeper.

There was no other light in the sky, no stars, no moon, not even a passing plane. The noise of the traffic during the day has also become quiet.

Mo Ji breathed a sigh by the window, and turned his head to look at the dream of working at the desk.

It was a delicate and warm face, a goose-egg-shaped face, which gave her a lovely baby fat on both sides of her cheeks. Thick but not demonic, curved but not charming eyebrows, slightly serious. But in the seriousness, what is revealed is not wooden, but flexible. The high bridge of the nose, the firm wings of the nose, and the one underneath, the cute little mouth.

Mo Ji was suddenly stunned at this moment. Before, he didn't find that Yuraku was so beautiful, it was exactly the type he liked.

Especially, at this moment, the dream falls, and I am concentrating on work. When a person is doing something very seriously, it exudes a charm that makes people fascinated.

Mo Ji felt that Mengluo and Wang Sisi were simply in the sky and underground.

Although Wang Sisi dresses up more glamorously and attractively, it is all external, and those external things can be done as long as they are changed. And Wang Sisi will never learn to dream like this, and do things with heart and seriousness.

Wang Sisi's idleness is already deep-rooted. In Wang Sisi's life, except for eating, drinking, and pestering, there is nothing meaningful about it.

And when the dream falls, he knows how to learn and improve, so that he can be enriched all the time. This kind of behavior is beautiful.

Mo Ji stood aside, admiring Mengluo, but Mengluo didn't know at all, just blindly worked hard. She just wants to finish it quickly, so that Mo Ji can have a real identification with her work behavior this time. At the same time, it can also help him.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The bell of zero o'clock is melodiously floating in the sky above the city, and in this no longer noisy city, it sets off their group of people who are still working overtime, even more lonely.

"Dream falls, it's twelve o'clock, do you want me to help you do it. Mo Ji finally couldn't help it and walked towards Mengluo, he really couldn't bear to look at Mengluo alone, working hard there. In fact, he himself was tired and hungry.

"No need Mr. Mo, you take a break, I'll be fine immediately, half an hour at most, you give a little time. If you come over to help me now, I'm going to waste time with you to show me where I've done, so I might as well hurry up. Mengluo didn't even raise his head, and the work in his hands didn't stop.

Mo Ji listened, it seemed to make some sense, since there was only half an hour left, then, don't disturb Mengluo, let her work hard. Wait a minute, I will invite Mengluo to have supper together, relax and relax, and allow her to come back at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Mo Ji leaned back on the sofa, thinking so, and closed his eyes and recuperated.

After a while, Mengluo finally finished the work at hand. She stretched comfortably and yawned~ turned around, and when she was about to ask Mo Ji to leave, she saw that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Mengluo walked over, took off his coat from Mo Jiji's chair, and gently covered him on his body, afraid that he would catch a cold. But such an action made Mo Ji wake up all of a sudden.

"Huh, Xiaomeng, okay?" Mo looked confused, a little cute. Mengluo smiled and nodded, "yes, let's go." ”

"Xiaomeng, you're hungry, come with me to eat something. ”

"Hmm. "Mengluo felt warm in his heart. After a day of work, it is not the body that makes people tired, but the mood. At this moment, if you have something to eat with Mo Organic, it will really be a kind of compensation.

She followed Mo Ji to a wonton shop, and at this time, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. There was no one in the wonton shop.

Mo ordered two bowls of shrimp wontons and a fried bun.

It's a small storefront, but it's a long-established store. During the day, before it's time to eat, there is a long queue here. The owners are an elderly couple in their sixties who have been running the shop here for 30 years. From the time when it was not demolished, it began to be sold.

In the past, their wonton shop was converted from their own yard. Later, it was demolished and given to them this shop under a high-rise building.

The owner of the wonton shop has witnessed this place, from small streets and alleys, to such a bustling urban center today.

In fact, they don't have to make this wonton shop at all. It's just because there are a lot of old customers in the neighborhood who can't bear them, and they can't give up those old customers. Many of them are former neighbors. And some of them, in the past 30 years of business, have long been friends.

Now, in order to take care of the nearby office buildings and people who work the night shift, the store has extended its hours until 4 a.m. In the evening, it will also be the son and daughter-in-law of the couple.

After Mo Ji introduced Mengluo, he told her that the time when they came was the time when there were the fewest people, and in less than half an hour, there would be more and more people.

Soon, things were on the table.

Mengluo took a bite of the fried bun first, and the thick soup immediately burst open and flowed into his mouth, and a large salty and fragrant meat filling was tightly wrapped in the skin of the bun, like a big meatball. The feeling of satisfaction jumped on the taste buds of the dream.

Then, she used a soup spoon to hold a wonton and put it in her mouth, along with the soup. The crispy elasticity of the shrimp, paired with the meat filling, and the winter bamboo shoots, the rich taste makes Yume fall in love with the food here.

"How's that? That's right!" Mo had a smile on his face, waiting for Mengluo's affirmation.

Mengluo nodded vigorously: "It's so delicious." ”

Mo Ji was relieved at this time, and ate the contents of his bowl with peace of mind.