It seems to be close, but also seems to be far away.

The new issue of "Xiu Se" has been released. The young man with a smug smile on the cover is a rookie in the field of architecture. In the past two years, he has won many awards at international design exhibitions, and his reputation is growing.

"It's a pity, it's just not handsome enough." Xiaohong commented with infinite regret.

"That Lawyer He is handsome, but it's a pity that no one can interview him." Ah Mei said loudly.

"Amei, don't say that." Xiaohong couldn't stand her sharpness. "Yijing has done her best."

Mo Sheng happened to walk up to them, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but look at Tao Yijing. She was sitting on her desk, writing a copy quietly with her head down, ignoring others.

Mo Sheng suddenly felt guilty and guilty.

"Asheng, Asheng." Xiaohong suddenly remembered something, and shook her arm obsequiously. "We're friends, you won't help me with a little favor, right?"

Mo Sheng immediately had an ominous premonition, and asked cautiously: "Xiaohong, there is something wrong between you and that surgeon." Otherwise, why would you go on a blind date again.

"I hate it, where are you thinking?" Xiaohong yelled, holding her face in her hands, looking so sweet now. "It's this one." He said that he took out an exaggeratedly large piece of paper from nowhere, and shook it in front of her with a bang. "See clearly"

Clear, also dizzy. On the top of the paper, there are four big characters "Purchase List" written in the center, and the bottom is densely packed with various brands of clothes, shoes, cosmetics, and digital cameras.

There are so many varieties, Mo Sheng is dazzled. "Xiaohong, are prices going to rise recently?" This is simply a "buying list"

"Hey, didn't you decide to go to Hong Kong with Sister Chen? Don't change the subject. In a word, say, take it or not?"

The news spread really fast, Mo Sheng sighed. "what is the benefit"

After get off work, Xiaohong's doctor Cheng treats guests to dinner, and Xiaohong keeps reminding her at the dinner table. "A Sheng, do you know what it means to eat people with short mouths?"

Mo Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you get the things you want. But, Xiaohong." Mo Sheng leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't you want to maintain the image of a lady?"

Oops, she forgot that Xiao Hong reflexively sat up straight, put away her debt-collecting face, and pulled out a perfectly curved smile. Mo Sheng saw the smile flickering in the eyes of that elegant Dr. Cheng, he clearly noticed it long ago and enjoyed it.

Can't help but also smile, Xiaohong bid farewell to the past after all.

Going home alone after dinner, I got on the bus and found out that I took the wrong bus. This bus was bound for the place where she used to live. I hurriedly got off at the next stop and looked at my watch. It didn't arrive at seven o'clock, so I'm not in a hurry and went back.

After shopping in the supermarket for a long time, I arrived home after nine o'clock. When I opened the door, the room was empty.

Go into the kitchen and take out everything from the bag, monosodium glutamate, salad oil, salt, soy sauce, there is nothing in the kitchen, what does Yi Chen usually eat

There are still some clothes in the bedroom that have not been packed. Opening the closet, Yi Chen's suit shirts were neatly hung inside, monotonous and deserted. He seemed to prefer gray tones, Mo Sheng hung her clothes beside him, then looked at him foolishly, and suddenly wanted to smile.

But heartache.

Yi Chen

Yi Chen.

Lie on the bed with your shoes off. She has been sleeping in the guest room for the past two days, but now she suddenly doesn't want to leave. An inexplicable feeling that I can't explain clearly flooded my chest, perhaps because of tomorrow.

Tomorrow, Friday, Yi Chen will be back.

She fell asleep without taking off her clothes in a daze. After an unknown period of time, she seemed to hear the sound of someone walking in a half-dream. She turned over and woke up after a long time. The room was completely dark.

It was already dawn when she woke up again, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and Mo Sheng was stunned, um, probably she pulled it over to cover herself when it was cold at night.

She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. In the mirror, her hair was a bit long, and it kept falling on her eyes. She needed to find a time to cut it. Taking the good things out, when the door opened, I froze.

Yi Chen, dressed in a neat suit, stood outside the door with a key in his hand, as if he was about to open the door.

Mo Sheng opened her eyes wide and looked at the person in front of her, "Yi Chen... why is he here? Didn't he say he came back at night?"

"En." Yi Chen put away the key, answered hastily, and walked into the guest room after her.

After a while, he came out with an extra document in his hand. Seeing her still standing at the door, he frowned heroically.

"You don't go to work"

"Uh, let's go."

For some reason, Mo Sheng felt a little cramped. For the first time, I truly realized that their relationship was different, and it will be like this in the future. Every morning, the first thing I see is him

"I'll take you there."

Mo Sheng followed him into the elevator. "No need, I'll just go by myself." The office and the magazine, one direction south and one north.

Yi Chen pressed the button of the parking lot on the first basement floor, and said flatly, "I'm going to the X district court, and I happened to be on the way."

"Oh, that's good." It turned out to be like this.

In the car, Mo Sheng thought of asking him: "You came back last night." Otherwise, why would there be documents left in the guest room.

"Yes." Yi Chen answered briefly, focusing all his attention on the road conditions.

Mo Sheng pursed her lips. "When and why don't you call me"

"It's past eleven o'clock." He replied impatiently, and after a pause, he said, "It's not necessary."

Mo Sheng's eyes dimmed slightly, and she turned to the world outside the car window. It's the rush hour for going to work now, and the traffic jams are in a mess. Do they want to continue to be jammed like this?

"Yi Chen, if you are in District X at noon, can we have dinner together?"

Yi Chen made a sudden movement and turned his head. Mo Sheng was looking out of the window, speaking softly to someone.

He turned his gaze back, with an indifferent voice. "I shouldn't be here at noon."

In fact, neither was there in the morning.

"Yi Chen..." Old Yuan Tongling blinked at the person who opened the door and entered the office with big eyes, and the schoolgirl wiped her eyes again and again, "Could it be that there is something wrong with my eyes, and I have hallucinations?"

"I think it's not just the eyes that are the problem." Yi Chen glanced at him and walked into the office.

The big man followed him in and sat down. "When I contacted you at 7 o'clock yesterday afternoon, you were still in Guangzhou, why are you back now?"

"I was at the airport at that time." Yi Chen sat down and opened the file and said.

"Everything is done"

"almost."

He said there was almost no problem at all. Sometimes Lao Yuan has to admire this junior brother. It is too tight to solve the Guangzhou matter within a week. Now he can finish it one day earlier. I really don't know how he did it.

"I got home very late yesterday, didn't you? Why are you in such a hurry? It's not too late for you to come back today." Lao Yuan muttered, "If I didn't know that you are a loner like me, I would suspect that you came back to accompany your wife in a hurry. "

The pen, which was writing at a constant speed on the document, stopped abruptly, drawing heavy marks on the paper.

Yi Chen raised his head from the document, and unceremoniously issued an order to drive away the guests. "Old Yuan, if I remember correctly, you will appear in court this morning."

Mei Ting saw Yi Chen coming out of the conference room, and immediately handed him the documents in her hand. "Lawyer He, I've already printed out the information you asked for."

"And this is the invitation letter for the centennial celebration of C University. It was sent together with lawyer Xiang Yuan and the others. I brought it here for you alone."

"Thank you." Yi Chen took it with a nod, and opened the exquisite invitation letter printed with the iconic building of C University.

Mei Ting looked up at the clock on the wall, it was five forty. "Lawyer He, if there is nothing else, I will leave work."

"It's okay, you can go."

"Then I'll go first." Mei Ting packed her things and suddenly remembered, "Lawyer He, your cell phone rang several times just now."

I didn't bring my mobile phone with me when I met the client, and there were two missed calls in it. One call was from another party, Yi Chen immediately called back, talked for a few minutes, and hung up. There is also a pass finger pressing the green button.

The other party picked it up immediately. "Yi Chen."

"What's the matter?" His voice was a little cold again.

"Hmm." The other party seemed to be hindered by his indifference, and he paused before saying, "Yi Chen, I can't find my key."

She was waiting for him across the road, with her bag on her shoulders and a sweater with a large collar, she counted the checks on the ground with her head down.

red light. He stopped and looked at her from afar.

A lot of things haven't changed. She still likes to wear sweaters, and in her mid-twenties she still dresses like a student. When she was waiting for someone, she still liked to count the bricks on the ground while waiting.

At that time he always made her wait.

Once she waited too long and lost her temper with him. "I've already counted to nine hundred and ninety-nine, you're only here next time, if you ask me to count to one thousand, I'll ignore you again"

As a result, once again, he was temporarily arrested by the department for a meeting. After the lengthy meeting was finally over, he ran away, but she was still there. This time, she lost her temper and just looked at him wrongedly and said: Chen, I have already counted several nine hundred and ninety-nine."

And in the past seven years, how many times has he reached nine hundred and ninety-nine

It's not that I never thought about giving up, but I still couldn't count to one thousand.

Walking through the sidewalk in a hurry, a chubby foreigner appeared out of nowhere next to Mo Sheng, and was talking about something with a smile. Yi Chen slowed down his pace, approached slowly, and vaguely heard the foreigner say: "Your oral English is perfect."

"Thanks, I\'ve been there for seven years."

Very fluent English came out of her mouth without thinking at all, as natural as a mother tongue, Yi Chen unconsciously shook the hand in his pocket.

It happened that she turned her head and saw him, smiled at him, and said to the foreigner, "ing, ybeheknowshowtogothere."

Then asked him: "Yi Chen, do you know how to get to xx road?"

He nodded and told the foreigner directly, and the fat foreigner walked away thanking him repeatedly.

There were only the two of them left, Mo Sheng suddenly hesitated, she didn't know what to say to him, so Yi Chen said, "Where's your key?"

"Uh, it probably fell off." She lowered her head uncomfortably, not looking into his eyes, "or it didn't come out in the morning."

Yi Chen looked at her unnatural expression with keen eyes, and he didn't know what it was like that slowly rose in his heart.

If he can't see her guilty conscience, it's a waste of his time in the judiciary. If Miss Zhao commits a crime in the future, it's better to keep silent, otherwise she will definitely reveal her true nature in a few words.

"Let's go." He suddenly took a step forward, suppressing the secretly rippling mood in his heart, which was caused by her little thoughts and the ripples caused by her word "band".

"Where are you going?" Mo Sheng asked after chasing after him, it wasn't going back to his home, um, the direction of their home.

"Have a meal."

After eating, Mo Sheng kept walking and running to catch up with his fast pace. "Let's go back to eat, shall we go to the supermarket to buy vegetables first, it's not too late now."

When did she learn to cook and for whom?

Yi Chen shivered, and his voice suddenly dropped ten degrees. "Need not."

If you don't need it, you don't need it, but can you stop walking so fast.

"Yi Chen, slow down." Mo Sheng panted slightly, her hand naturally grabbed his sleeve, she didn't even realize how intimate this action was.

Yi Chen's heart skipped a beat, and when he lowered his head, he saw her white fingers clasping the sleeves of his iron gray suit.

Without saying anything, he slowed down.

Turning around, I entered a small alley and walked into a very ordinary small restaurant. Mo Sheng looked around the shop curiously, but couldn't see anything special. But having said that, the more inconspicuous the place is, the easier it is for delicious food to appear. It must be good that Yi Chen would bring her here from afar.

The boss greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. He, I haven't been here for a long time."

Mo Sheng was extremely surprised, he actually spoke the dialect of City Y.

"I've been busy recently." Yi Chen also replied in dialect.

The boss looked at Mo Sheng curiously, "Mr. He, this lady is the first time your girlfriend has seen you bring a girlfriend here, she is very pretty."

Yi Chen smiled: "Where. This is my wife."

"Mrs. Ho is married"

The boss cried out, exclaimed twice, and then said to Mo Sheng, "Mrs. He, you are so lucky to marry someone like Mr. He. Where is Mrs. He from?"

"I'm also from city y." Mo Sheng could understand, but she couldn't speak dialect, because her mother was from out of town, so she always spoke Mandarin at home.

The boss took out the menu while chatting and gossiping. Yi Chen signaled Mo Sheng to order, and Mo Sheng took it and looked it over, and found that the signature dishes of this restaurant are all related to bamboo shoots, such as sliced chicken with bamboo shoots, shredded pork with fresh bamboo shoots, and stir-fried sauerkraut with fresh bamboo shoots. It was originally rich in bamboo shoots, and now it is in season again.

She loves bamboo shoots, but don't order them.

After a while, I ordered the dishes and handed the list to the boss. The boss looked at it and said reproachfully: "Mrs. He, you are also from City Y, why don't you eat bamboo shoots?"

Isn't it weird not to eat bamboo shoots? Yi Chen doesn't eat them. When we had dinner together before, he always said that the bamboo shoots had a strange taste, no matter how much she lied, she wouldn't take a bite.

"Mr. He orders it every time he comes."

The dishes were served one after another, yet Yi Chen's chopsticks never touched the bamboo shoots.

Mo Sheng said shyly: "Why don't you eat? The boss said" and suddenly couldn't continue.

He ordered every time he came, why?

Yi Chen was silent, and opened his mouth for a long time, only a few words. "It's hard to turn down the kindness."

She happened to have a piece of bamboo shoots in her mouth, but she could no longer taste the freshness and sweetness, as Yi Chen said, it had a strange taste when she swallowed it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the boss was speaking a mouthful of mandarin in Y City, warmly greeting the guests who had just arrived, and bragging loudly about how delicious the signature dishes in the store were.

real.

It's hard to give up.

"Aren't you going back?" Mo Sheng asked hesitantly after coming out of the small restaurant, holding the key Yi Chen gave her.

"I'm going to the office, I still have some things to deal with." Yi Chen said flatly.

"Oh." The key was tightly held in his hand. "Then when will you come back?"

Yi Chen looked at her with a strange light in his eyes. "You have to wait for me"

"En." Mo Sheng nodded, and explained the reason dully, "Your key is with me."

"There are spares in the office, you don't have to wait for me." He withdrew his gaze on her, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or something, his tone became lighter, even a little self-deprecating. "I'm not used to having people wait either."

Every time I go back, the room is deserted.

It was eleven o'clock again.

Yi Chen opened the door, and habitually touched the switch on the wall with his fingers, but stopped when he was about to press it.

the light is on.

He put down his hand and looked around the room. The TV was on, but no one was there.

He walked over to turn off the TV, and when he passed by the sofa, he caught a glimpse of someone curled up sleeping on it, and stopped abruptly.

Yi Chen stared at that sleeping face, really wanted to shake her awake and scold her.

Sleeping on the sofa in such a cold day, does she have any brains?

Mingming was angry and annoyed, but he could only bend down and carefully lift her up from the sofa.

The soft body filled his empty arms, and the warm breath breathed gently on his cold suit.

In these years, I never dared to imagine that there would be a day when she was so within reach, as soon as she stretched out her hand and lowered her head, Mo Sheng would belong to him completely.

He lowered his head slightly, rubbing his cheeks against her soft cheeks, it was still warm after sleeping outside for so long.

Mo Sheng in her arms suddenly moved uncomfortably, avoiding his touch, Yi Chen held her breath, she woke up

But she found a more comfortable position by herself, buried her head in his arms, and fell asleep deeper, unaware that someone's heart was ups and downs because of her little movement.

Oh, Yi Chen secretly sighed, his increasingly soft mood could no longer be controlled.

Elbow pushed open the bedroom door, put her on the bed, she put on a cardigan over the pajamas, Yi Chen hesitated, and helped her take it off, the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, his breathing gradually became a little disordered .

He gently lifted her up, and took off the coat from his arms. Through the pajamas, the touch of the soft skin on his back made his heart beat so fast that he couldn't restrain himself.

Pulling over the quilt to cover her up, Yi Chen quickly got up and walked away.

If he stayed any longer, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't wake her up in some way.

After cleaning in the bathroom outside, Yi Chen walked towards the guest room. When I passed the master bedroom, my footsteps paused, and I suddenly remembered something, and opened the door to look at the bed.

really

Only half of the quilt was on her body, and the other half was dragged on the ground, with one foot protruding openly.

In just ten minutes, she was able to sleep like this. It seems that she was too subtle when she said that her sleeping appearance was just "a little bad".

Knowing that she slept differently and was the only one who spent the winter together, Mo Sheng caught colds repeatedly, even five times in two months. Asked her why, she refused to say anything at first, and then said very embarrassedly: "I sleep a little badly at night, but it's just a little bad, and I always kick the quilt. At home, my father came back late, and he can help me by the way." Cover the quilt, there is no one here, and I always sleep until midnight to get the quilt, so I can't blame me for catching a cold." After talking about it, it was already a look that the cold was justified and had nothing to do with me.

Now it seems that her sleeping appearance is not only a little bad.

Yi Chen picked up the quilt that was half dragged under the bed, and helped her cover it up again. But as soon as she left her hand, she turned over and the quilt fell to the other side of the bed.

what sleep addiction

Yi Chen stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over, and covered her tightly again, staring at Mo Sheng who was sleeping peacefully with somewhat irritable eyes.

She dared to try again, and he didn't mind correcting her "sleeping position" all night long.

It's a pity that Mo Sheng slept obediently for the rest of the time, not moving a bit, and finally shrank into the quilt as if afraid of the cold.

At this time, even Mo Sheng, who is asleep, knows what to know.

Current affairs.

what time is it day or night how does she sleep in bed

Sitting up from the bed, my mind is still not clear. Mo Sheng got out of bed with sleepy eyes, but couldn't find slippers anywhere.

Hey, where did you go?

Yi Chen came out of the kitchen and saw Mo Sheng bouncing around in the living room in pajamas, he couldn't help frowning. "what are you doing"

"My slippers" saw it, on the sofa, jumped again, and scored a touchdown.

After putting on her slippers and looking up, she saw Yi Chen staring at her with disapproving eyes.

"Uh, I'm looking for slippers." Feeling guilty for no reason.

"Go and change clothes." He threw down a few words stiffly and turned around.

Looking down at her pajamas, Mo Sheng blushed. Almost forgot, there is another person in this room

After changing clothes and coming out, Yi Chen was already eating breakfast. Mo Sheng hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to him, looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, and had breakfast with Yi Chen

Seeing her delay in making a move, Yi Chen raised his eyes. "Can't get used to Chinese breakfast"

"Ah, no." Recovering from his daze, he quickly lowered his head and took a sip. Hey, it turned out to be very good.

"Yi Chen"

As if he knew what she wanted to ask, Yi Chen didn't raise his eyes, and spoke in a flat tone. "I bought it nearby."

"taste good."

"It's okay." Yi Chen replied absent-mindedly.

I have nothing to say. Mo Sheng sipped his porridge in suspense, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the documents that had been sorted out on the coffee table.

"Are you going to the office today?"

"Um."

"very busy"

"It's okay." In fact, he was crazy busy, and he was so busy because someone made him crazy a few days ago.

"oh."

The lowered tone finally caught his attention. Watching her drink the porridge, her hair almost fell into the porridge.

They seem to be newlyweds.

"How is your English?" Turning his eyes away, Yi Chen seemed to ask casually.

Why did English suddenly ask this.

"It's okay, but I haven't passed CET-4 yet." It was the first time I took CET-4 before going to the United States, and I got an honorable score of 59.

Sorry to mention.

"Come with me." Yi Chen said.

"Uh..." Mo Sheng looked up at him in surprise. "where to go"

"Office, help me translate the materials."

Can't translate it.

Mo Sheng stared at the English on the paper, it was unreasonable to spend so many years abroad.

Ask Yi Chen to look up, he seems to be very busy, so it's not easy to disturb him.

In the quiet office, the phone rang suddenly, Yi Chen flipped through the file with his right hand, and picked it up with his left.

"Hey, I can't be at the office, I happen to have something to do today"

What was said over there again, Yi Chen laughed, "Old Zhou, when will you start to be a matchmaker?"

Lao Zhou over there is also full of bitterness. "It's not because of the one at home. Last time she came to the court just to see you, she just wanted to introduce her niece to you. My old lady has no other hobbies, she just likes to be a matchmaker. But to be honest, Xiao He, I didn't help you. Speaking from my own family, my old woman's niece is really good, she is no less educated than you in appearance and character, do you want to think about it?"

Yi Chen smiled. "Old Zhou, do you want me to have an extramarital affair?"

"What kind of extramarital affair?" Lao Zhou reacted slowly, "You said you were married." After calling out, he immediately refuted, "Don't be kidding, anyone can get married, but you, He Yichen, can't."

What did you say, Yi Chen laughed.

After hanging up the phone, Yi Chen looked at Mo Sheng who was working hard on the side.

Bite the pen again.

Repeated bad habits

It was like this before when I couldn't do calculus. After biting for a while, I pushed the homework to him and looked at him flatteringly, "Yi Chen"

Pity him for a law student who is better at calculus than those who major in science and engineering.

"Yi Chen" Mo Sheng really couldn't translate it, so she raised her head for help.

well

Walking up to her, he habitually took the things in her hands. "where"

"Here, how to translate this"

personaequuntur.

Chattels follow everyone.

Very technical term, Latin, she will not be normal.

His breath was very close, lingering in her nose. Mo Sheng suddenly remembered that in the past when they went to self-study together, Yi Chen always said very solemnly: "Mo Sheng, don't sit next to me."

"Why?" I came to self-study with him.

"It will bother me."

A little sad, but immediately put up your hands and swear. "I promise not to talk to you, not to go out to buy snacks, not to move around"

In the end, before she finished speaking, Yi Chen said with a frustrated face: "No matter how quiet you are, you will disturb me."

What? At that time, she was so angry that she took the book and ran away angrily.

But now she seems to understand a little bit

Because he didn't do anything, just stood behind her, leaning over, the refreshing masculine breath surrounded her, and the hair gently rubbed against his coat. When she raised her head, she might touch his chin.

His face became slightly hot for no reason, he bothered her very much

Then, before she even realized what she was doing, she jumped up and jumped away, hitting someone's chin mercilessly with the top of her head.

"What are you doing?" Yi Chen stroked his painful chin, and was startled by her.

"Uh, I..." She couldn't say it, her face was getting redder and redder, "I, I want to go eat."

After finishing speaking, I was annoyed, what an excuse, I only glanced at the clock on the wall now, it was not yet half past ten.

"Now" Yi Chen frowned as expected.

"Well, yes, I didn't eat enough in the morning." Bite the bullet and said it to the end.

Glancing at the mountains of work on the desk, and looking at Mo Sheng who was "hungry" in front of him with a weird expression, Yi Chen surrendered.

I knew a long time ago that it was definitely a mistake to bring her to the office.

The KFC on Saturday is crowded and lively.

Mo Sheng never thought that Yi Chen would bring her here, and tugged at Yi Chen's sleeve, "Yi Chen, did you go to the wrong door?"

"No."

"Didn't you say that this is a place only children like?"

"You used to like this place very much." A trace of unappreciated anger flashed across Yi Chen's face.

Well

"Then I'll take the seat." Mo Sheng wisely took the easy jobs.

Sitting by the window on the second floor, after taking two bites of the hamburger, Mo Sheng couldn't eat anymore, shaking the Coke, talking to Yi Chen without saying a word, talking about something she just translated for some reason.

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows as he listened: "Since when did you become so interested in the law?"

"Well, it's always good to know more about the law."

"That's not necessary." Yi Chen smiled, "You can continue to be your legal illiteracy. As long as you don't want a divorce, I can help you."

Mo Sheng froze, is he joking?

"Xiao He, why did you come here?" A surprised female voice sounded behind Mo Sheng. Mo Sheng turned her head and saw a woman in her thirties walking towards them with a pair of lovely twins.

"Uncle He" the twins yelled loudly in unison, and one of the ghosts said, "Uncle He, your girlfriend is so beautiful."

"Fang Jian." Yi Chen stood up and said hello. This woman who looks very smart and capable is the district prosecutor. Yi Chen has a case in his hand and she is the public prosecutor.

Fang Jian patted his son's head, "Don't be too big or too young." Then he smiled and said to Yi Chen, "Lawyer He is too shabby, it's a waste of your daily income, how can you invite people to eat at this kind of foreign roadside stall?" ."

Yi Chen smiled, "Some people like to eat."

This "someone" wouldn't refer to her, Mo Sheng murmured to herself. I really liked it when I was in college, but if I still like it after staying abroad for so many years, it means that there is something wrong with my sense of taste.

"Why, barrister Hong Luan's star has moved?" Who did Fang Jian come out of? It's professional quality to look at his face and look, and he immediately heard the ambiguity from He Yichen's five short words. He looked at Mo Sheng indiscriminately, it seems that this student-like girl is different to He Yichen.

"Where." Yi Chen hastily walked over without answering. "I heard that Fang Jian is going to be promoted, so let me congratulate you first."

"There's nothing to say about the horoscope." Although Fang Jian looked happy, he still spoke modestly, and hesitated for a while and said: "Xiao He, I wanted to ask you last time I saw you, but I answered the phone and turned around and forgot. I heard that you took the case of Wei Daguang."

"Nothing, it's just that his relatives came to consult."

Wei Daguang used to be the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city, suspected of embezzlement and misappropriation of over 100 million yuan. There have been many reports about this case in newspapers recently. Mo Sheng works in the well-informed media industry, so naturally she has heard about it, but these news always remind her of some unhappy past events, so she seldom cares about them.

Fang Jian laughed reassuringly, "If you accept this case, I will be worried. However, I have already told people in our office that Xiao He never accepts this kind of corruption and bribery cases." He sighed, " If every lawyer was like you, some criminals wouldn't get away with it."

"The prosecution has won the prize, and criminals also have the right to defense. I don't accept such cases because of personal reasons."

personal reasons

Mo Sheng's speed of stirring the ice cubes slowed down obviously, looking at Yi Chen's calm expression, she was a little absent-minded.

Fang Jian said with a smile: "No matter what, it will be much easier if you don't pick me up. Well, I'm leaving too, babies and uncle."

"Uncle, sister goodbye" the twins said in unison.

"What uncle, sister, barking nonsense?" Fang Jian knocked on his precious sons, and took them away with each hand.

As soon as they left, the originally lively atmosphere immediately cooled down, Mo Sheng's mind was still on the "personal reasons" Yi Chen said, she had to think of herself.

"Yi Chen." Mo Sheng lowered her head and poked the ice cubes floating on the cola with a straw, "Do you mind my father's affairs?"

Yi Chen didn't make a sound, and Mo Sheng continued with some lack of confidence: "Actually, my father is very nice, and those things"

"It's none of my business."

The words that he mustered up his courage to speak were interrupted coldly by Yi Chen.

The straw in Mo Sheng's hand missed the ice cube, it directly hit the cup, the cup overturned, the coke was overturned all over the table, dripping along the edge of the table onto Mo Sheng's white sweater.

After being dazed for several seconds, Mo Sheng picked up the paper towel and wiped the Coke on the table mechanically and quickly, very seriously and vigorously, but her fingers were trembling slightly.

What did he say? Yi Chen closed his eyes.

the second time.

The second time I couldn't control myself.

Gathering his mind, Yi Chen leaned over and took the tissue in her hand, "I'll do it."

When Mo Sheng came back to his senses, the tissue in his hand had changed hands. He lowered his head, focused and carefully wiped the stains on her sweater, his slender fingers were firm and powerful, through the gaps in his hair, he could see his determination eyebrow

Yi Chen, very close.

so far away, what is it

"I won't go to the office in the afternoon." Mo Sheng said in a low tone.

Yi Chen stopped and looked at her, he didn't know what emotion was in his dark eyes.

"I'm going shopping and I need to buy something." Mo Sheng said in a low voice, "Anyway, I can't help you much."

In fact, there is nothing to buy at all.

Walking aimlessly in the crowded street, Mo Sheng felt a little depressed. Perhaps it is wrong to choose to go shopping. Such a lively environment will only make lonely people even more lonely.

This month has been like a dream.

The two who were about to be strangers suddenly had the closest marriage relationship. There is no buffer, and all the processes are skipped, but the unfamiliar and difficult knots caused by years of separation cannot be skipped.

her father.

her previous marriage.

It seemed like the problem was all her. Mo Sheng smiled wryly.

After visiting several stores, trying on two sweaters, and looking at the person in the full-length mirror, I always felt that something was not suitable.

Probably born from the heart.

I remember getting my hair cut.

The best thing to find in the city is a barber shop. When you leave the clothing store, you can see it when you look up.

art barber

It was a very familiar name, Mo Sheng searched in her mind, and finally remembered that this is a shop strongly recommended by Xiao Hong. Xiaohong's taste has always been terrible, but there are so many people waiting inside, it's not like everyone is like Xiaohong.

Pushing open the door and sitting down, it was her turn after more than an hour.

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bsp; "How does the lady want to cut it?" asked the barber.

"Just keep it short."

"that's all"

"Um."

"That's great." Mr. Barber was a little strangely happy, "I like to play freely." The last sentence was close to talking to himself, and Mo Sheng didn't pay much attention to it. After waiting for another hour or so

Mo Sheng stared at the person in the mirror, how could

"Why is it like this?" It looks like it has been chewed by some animal.

"You don't think it looks good." The barber glared at her aggressively, the scissors in his right hand were shining coldly, and the hair dryer in his left hand was cheering.

"Uh, no." Mo Sheng was immediately mighty and subdued, "Actually, it's pretty good to take a closer look."

"Really." The barber looked suspiciously at the sincere Mo Sheng, "What do you think is good?"

Where is it good to comb and not to comb the effect is the same?

"Mmm, that's very artistic, yes, very artistic." Thinking of the name of the store, Mo Sheng nodded with certainty.

"Really" this "really" has a completely different tone, and Mr. Barber is so proud that his hair is going to fly.

With a wave of his hand, the professional weapon drew a graceful arc in the air. "You don't want money for your head."

Why does her head not wanting money sound so bloody, Mo Sheng carefully confirmed: "You mean I don't need to pay"

"Yes, for free."

"Why?" Mo Sheng was stunned. If it wasn't for the overbearing expression on Mr. Barber's face, Mo Sheng would have suspected that he had broken the cut and dared not accept money.

The barber shook his head, looking lonely that no one understood. "Don't you know that art is priceless so in my shop you only charge for bad haircuts because that's a failure and not art"

Very artistic logic, because the listeners don't understand it at all.

Before being successfully escaped by Mr. Barber, Mo Sheng walked aside consciously. Along the way, she couldn't help but look into the shop windows of roadside shops frequently, and the people in the shop windows also looked at her sadly with messy hair.

Staring at the glass, the more she thought about it, the more amusing she became, Mo Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

People passing by looked at her inexplicably, and it was hard to imagine that someone was so happy with such a head of hair.

"Miss, do you want to go into the store and have a look?"

The shop assistant's warm greeting sounded, and Mo Sheng realized that she had been staring at the models in the shop window for a long time. When she is in a daze, she likes to stare at something without moving her eyes. In the past, Yi Chen was often stared at with horror.

"Okay." Mo Sheng walked into the store with a little embarrassment under the friendly smile of the store clerk.

The store sells a well-known brand of men's clothing, Mo Sheng was just looking at it casually, but stopped in front of a windbreaker.

Very simple style, the color Yi Chen likes can't help touching the collar, imagining that if Yi Chen wears it, it must look good.

"Miss helps my boyfriend buy clothes. This is the latest model this year. Now it's 20% off, only three thousand and two."

Mo Sheng was taken aback when she heard that, it was so expensive, it was almost her monthly salary, where did she bring so much money with her. Shaking his head apologetically to the shop assistant, the shop assistant smiled kindly.

When he walked to the door of the store, he still felt reluctant. This dress really suited him. Mo Sheng suddenly thought of the card Yi Chen had given her.

Walk back quickly. "Can I swipe my card here?"

The "swish" sound stopped. "Miss, please sign here."

Picking up a pen and almost habitually writing his own name, luckily he remembered in time that this was Yi Chen's card and he should sign "He Yi Chen".

He Yichen has written his name many times.

There was a time when she got angry with Yi Chen. I don't really remember it, but I only remember that I went to self-study alone, and I took advanced mathematics. I was doing the problems, and it was obviously a draft. When she recovered, the paper was full of writing. "He Yichen".

Then Yi Chen's voice suddenly sounded behind him. "Mo Sheng, you made a mistake." He looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Where is it?" The shame of being caught immediately disappeared, and I picked up a pen and wrote it to him stroke by stroke, "He Yichen", what's wrong

"The order of the strokes is wrong. The one on the right should write the mouth inside first, and the vertical tick at the end. Write it again."

She must have been fooled by his seriousness, but she actually picked up the pen and seriously prepared to write it again. I didn't realize it until I finished writing a "he". "He Yichen, why did I write your name?"

Mo Sheng handed the signed form to the clerk, and the clerk gave her the bag with a smile: "Welcome to visit next time."

Memories of the past made the mood that had just gotten better start to drop again, and when she walked out of the shop, Mo Sheng stood there in a daze.

The sweetness of the past is out of reach, but the sorrow of reality is inseparable. When will they regain the happiness of the past? And when will this repeated mood stop?

Thinking that Yi Chen would not go back so early, Mo Sheng finished dinner on the street and arrived home after eight o'clock.

Open the door, the room is really dark.

While fumbling for the light switch, a deep male voice sounded.

"came back"

"Yi Chen" Mo Sheng, who was not prepared, was startled.

The voice came from the balcony, Yi Chen's tall body turned his back to her, without turning around.

The air between them was a little oppressive.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Yi Chen asked heavily, with a little red light burning between his fingers.

What phone? Mo Sheng took out the phone from her bag, and found that it had been turned off early. "The phone is dead."

It's out of power. Yi Chen seemed to relax suddenly, and his voice suddenly became a little tired.

"Go to bed early."

"Yeah." Mo Sheng responded, thought for a while, and said with determination: "Yi Chen, I have something to tell you."

"say what"

Mo Sheng bit her lower lip and said: "I don't think we are like a couple, we"

"Really?" Yi Chen said mockingly, "Then you should have more experience than I do in terms of what a couple should look like."

There was no sound behind him for a long time, Yi Chen extinguished his cigarette, turned around, and Mo Sheng was standing three or four meters away with her bag, her lips tightly pressed, her face pale.

"I bought clothes for you." Mo Sheng stared at the floor and said softly: "It's just using your card, do you want to try?"

The sudden pain in his heart made Yi Chen clenched his fists subconsciously.

For so many days, what he fantasized about was that one day Mo Sheng could stand in front of him again, reach out and touch, it was no longer an illusion. Now that she has truly stood in front of him, what more could he wish for?

"You..." Yi Chen slowed down his tone, then stopped abruptly, staring at her hair with a livid face.

Aware of his strong gaze that cannot be ignored, Mo Sheng raised her head. She was a little embarrassed when he looked at her hair. "I cut my hair."

"I have eyes to see." With a stiff tone, there was something condensed in Yi Chen's eyes, and finally he turned his head restrainedly, as if he couldn't bear to look at her more than once.

He quickly lit another cigarette, and after a long time, he said in an extremely depressed voice, "Go to sleep."

"But"

"Don't talk to me now." He interrupted her roughly.

Although she was so tired from walking around, Mo Sheng didn't feel sleepy at all, lying on the bed and listening to his footsteps from the balcony to the study, and after a long time, from the study to the guest room, and then the sound of closing the door, finally there was silence.

Mo Sheng didn't know when she fell asleep.

I woke up the next day with an itchy throat and felt very uncomfortable. Judging from years of experience, I probably caught a cold again.

Yi Chen was no longer at home, so Mo Sheng found some medicine and took it, and hurriedly dismissed lunch, but she still felt unwell, so she went to bed.

When she woke up, it was dark outside the window, Yi Chen was standing in front of the bed, with his hand resting on her forehead, with a serious expression on his face.

Mo Sheng looked at him and suspected that she was dreaming.

Yi Chen moved his big hand away. "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Uh" Don't be so exaggerated, "I just have a cold."

"You have a fever."

"I've already taken the medicine." Mo Sheng insisted.

He looked at her, nodded, said nothing, got up and walked away. Mo Sheng thought that he would not insist anymore, but felt slightly disappointed for some reason.

But Yi Chen walked to the closet, took out her clothes and put them in front of her.

"Do you want to do it yourself or let me change it for you"

The liquid in the infusion tube fell drop by drop, but she still came to the hospital.

Thinking of someone who almost forced her to change clothes just now, Mo Sheng blushed suddenly, and shot annoyed eyes at the person reading the documents opposite.

As if feeling her gaze, Yi Chen raised his head, and Mo Sheng quickly turned his head away.

Yi Chen didn't take it seriously, as if he remembered something, he stood up and went out for a while, and when he came back, he took an entertainment newspaper and put it in her hand.

Mo Sheng pretended not to see it, and took a newspaper left by someone else from the empty seat beside her and started to read it.

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and let her go. My wife wants to learn more, so it might be a good thing to study securities investment.

Mo Sheng stared at the newspaper that was brought by hand. Most of the things were messy pictures, and finally there were a few words. A large series of numbers and professional terms made her dizzy even more.

regret

He glanced at the colorful newspaper and wanted to read it, then looked at Yi Chen, he was lowering his head, as if he was very focused.

He probably wouldn't have noticed, right? He quietly moved his hand over, and when he was about to get it, Yi Chen suddenly turned over a page of the document, and then retracted it immediately.

Forget it, Mo Sheng was discouraged, but it only took more than an hour, so it was very easy to endure.

This can be endured, but some things are not easy to endure. Half an hour later, Mo Sheng began to sit still.

Yi Chen noticed her movement, frowned, turned to an old woman in her fifties and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

After coming back from the bathroom, Mo Sheng held back for a while but still couldn't help asking him: "How do you know what I want to do?"

He didn't even bother to lift his head, and threw four words to her sparingly. "General inference."

This person Mo Sheng glared at him.

After returning from the hospital, Yi Chen stared at Mo Sheng and fell asleep, then turned off the light in the bedroom and went to the study.

I don't know if it's because of sleeping too much in the afternoon or because of that bottle of drip, but Mo Sheng's energy has improved a lot, and she doesn't want to sleep at all. Turned twice on the bed, suddenly remembered something, almost jumped up.

Tian Na is going to Hong Kong tomorrow, and she has not prepared anything. I really don't know what I have been doing these two days, and I have completely forgotten such an important thing.

Hastily got up from the bed, dug out the travel bag and began to pack things.

The movement was too hasty, the document fell on the ground, Mo Sheng bent over to pick it up, but there was one hand that picked it up faster than her.

Huh

As soon as he got up, his wrists were immediately grasped tightly. Yi Chen was holding the documents, his eyes were filled with gloom. "What are you doing"

"Pack up your things." His wrist was very painful, and Mo Sheng wanted to break free, but he grabbed him even tighter.

His eyes flicked to the side of the luggage that was almost packed, and the haze in Yi Chen's eyes became thicker. "where are you going"

Remembering that she hadn't told him yet, Mo Sheng replied obediently: "Hong Kong."

Hongkong

Yi Chen's anger gradually condensed. If it wasn't for him exactly, no, not at all, if it wasn't for him wanting to see if she was sleeping well, would she disappear without a trace tomorrow morning without his knowing?

Does she have any sense of being a wife? Does she understand that she is already his wife, and she can no longer leave him alone like before?

The wounds from the past were severely torn open, Yi Chen's hand strength uncontrollably increased, and his gloomy eyes stared at her unrelentingly. "Okay, tell me, how many years are you going this time?"

What was he talking about, Mo Sheng felt dizzy from the cold again, and the pain on her wrist became more and more difficult to ignore. "Yi Chen, can you let me go first?"

let her go

don't even think about it

Pulling hard, she fell into his arms. Yi Chen bowed his head and kissed her fiercely, not tenderly, but fiercely and angry.

That kind of kissing method is to swallow her whole body, even stingy with giving her room to breathe. The arms around her waist tightened more and more, as if they wanted to rub her into his body and become a part of him from then on.

"Yi Chen" Mo Sheng wanted to get out of his grasp, she clearly felt the anger conveyed by his movements, but she didn't understand why.

However, her feeble call catalyzed his enthusiasm, and his little struggle deepened his desire to control her. He pressed her onto the bed and firmly controlled her, his deep eyes looked at the Mo Sheng, that is the only possession he wants.

"Mo Sheng, this is the obligation of husband and wife."

He sucked her delicate skin, forced to leave his mark on her body, the forced and direct action made Mo Sheng gasp slightly.

"pain."

Yi Chen paused slightly. Does she know what pain is?

Pain is the huge void where she can't catch her light smile after dreaming back at midnight, it is the inexplicable absence of mind no matter what she does, it is the more loneliness that comes after every joy of success

how could she understand

At those times, Mo Sheng, you were in another person's arms.

The pajamas were half torn apart by him, and half fell to the waist, just catching her hands, making her unable to move, and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

The sight in his eyes and the intoxicating touch of his hands made Yi Chen's rationality completely flow away, and his burning eyes stared at her. This was what he longed for, and the desire that had been suppressed by countless imaginations for seven years could no longer be suppressed. , and completely drowned him.

The palm of his hand roamed recklessly in every piece of forbidden land he wanted to possess, together with the fiery kiss burning on every inch of skin he wanted to have, that kind of feeling with a trace of hatred made Mo Sheng unable to think, drowsy, as if he was in the A psychedelic state.

Until that strange and sharp bell sounded, shaking her floating sanity back, she vaguely remembered that this strange bell was exclusive to Xiaohong.

"cell phone"

Now she can still think of the phone with Yi Chen's increased strength, but gradually the continuous ringing made him unable to ignore it, so he let go of her slightly, and stretched out his hand to turn off the phone.

Mo Sheng finally had a chance to breathe properly, but she coughed out of anger. She had a cold in the first place, but now she couldn't stop coughing.

The phone stopped ringing, and the only sound in the bedroom was her violent coughing.

Yi Chen was still half-pressing on her, but he didn't continue, his lost sanity came back bit by bit. Mo Sheng's clothes were in a mess, and the red marks on her body seemed to be accusing him of being rude just now, and he could even feel her body trembling slightly.

A wave of self-loathing took hold of him. He Yichen, you have already forced her to marry you, and now you want to force her to accompany you

He pulled out a wry smile. "What are you doing in Hong Kong?"

"On a business trip, the magazine is going to discuss cooperation with a publishing house in Hong Kong. Yi Chen, it only takes a few days. I forgot to tell you." Mo Sheng explained clearly one by one.

Yi Chen was silent.

what was he doing just now

Yi Chen calmed down his shortness of breath, suppressed the urge to move, and helped her tidy up her clothes. When he buttoned up her underwear, he felt her tremble slightly, and there was a little uneasiness in his eyes.

"I won't do anything to you." He whispered, laughed at himself, got up abruptly and left the bedroom, Mo Sheng only heard a loud bang, and she was left alone in the bedroom again.

The weird ringtone rang again, Mo Sheng moved her hand over to pick up the phone, Xiao Hong's excited voice came, "Asheng, Asheng, don't forget to bring me one more thing, it's very cheap in Hong Kong of"

After she finally finished talking, Mo Sheng closed the phone and wanted to smile, but couldn't pull it off.

She is going to Hong Kong tomorrow, and they, like this

He lingered and lingered, and finally pushed the door open.

There was only a dim yellow desk lamp on in the guest room, Yi Chen sat on the bed, staring at her with fixed eyes, the ashtray beside him was already full of cigarette butts.

Mo Sheng quietly walked to the other side of the bed, put her own pillow next to his pillow, lifted a corner of the quilt, lay down carefully, and then closed her eyes.

Yi Chen didn't move, and lit another cigarette.

After a while, Mo Sheng said in a low voice: "I wonder if it's okay to turn off the light?"

The word "sleep" disappeared into the air, she was suddenly picked up in the air, and she sat on his lap, tightly imprisoned by him in his arms, warm breath blowing on her neck, Yi Chen was hoarse His voice was imperceptibly tense.

"Do you know what it means for you"

how can you not know

Mo Sheng lowered her eyes and raised her finger to write on his heart.

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes she is writing

Yi Chen was startled, grabbed her restless hand, and stared at her with eyes full of too much emotion.

"Mo Sheng, why did you torture me like this?"

The moment she touched his heart, sorrow and joy were no longer distinguishable, and she invaded her lips, wanting to prove her truth at the moment.

When he was finally willing to let her go, Mo Sheng was out of breath and leaned softly on his chest.

This kind of silence was so ambiguous, Mo Sheng was uncomfortably trying to find something to say.

"Yi Chen, I have a cold." Isn't he afraid of being infected?

"I know, I won't bully you now."

Yi Chen hugged her, helplessly and resigned to his fate.

Uh, Mo Sheng was a little dazed. did he misunderstand something

But should she say she didn't mean that?

She didn't want to be like that, as if she wanted him to "bully" her, and she would definitely be laughed at by him in the future.

"Actually, it can be bullied."

Uh, it must not be her who is talking. Mo Sheng is extremely annoyed.

Yi Chen was silent, didn't he hear it? Mo Sheng was a little relieved just now, but found that the buttons on his chest had been quietly unbuttoned. His soft white shoulders were gradually exposed to the cold air, and his delicate skin was covered with the veil of the ravages he had just ravaged. The hickey marks are very deep and clear, which shows how hard he was just now, but now he just wants to bully him again

The hot lips pressed against her skin again, ironing the marks left by last time

"Mo Sheng, did I hear you wrong?" Yi Chen's voice was hoarse.

Mo Sheng was speechless, he had already executed it so thoroughly, and still asked such a question

The enthusiasm that was forced to extinguish is so easy to rekindle, Yi Chen suddenly picked her up and walked to the bedroom, and put her on the bed in the bedroom.

"Still here."

What's the difference? Mo Sheng didn't understand, but she didn't have the energy to ask anymore. Yi Chen's hot body was covering her body, and his fiery lips and tongue dominated her everything, leading her into a world that she had never experienced before. ups and downs until retreat

Mo Sheng fell asleep in a daze, but in the end she didn't sleep soundly. She woke up at some time in the middle of the night, and there was nothing around her. She looked around the room and found Yi Chen standing in front of the window.

Maybe it was because of the dark night, Mo Sheng suddenly felt that his back was so heavy that it was hard to breathe. He seemed to be aware of her gaze, turned his head, and couldn't see clearly what was hidden in his eyes in the dark night.

He put out the cigarette, walked over, lifted the quilt and lay beside her, and hugged her quietly.

Mo Sheng was quiet for a while, and couldn't help but speak. "Yi Chen, what are you thinking?"

There was anxiety in the voice.

"Nothing, figured out something."

After figuring out what, Mo Sheng wanted to ask, but was kissed by him.

"Mo Sheng, grow your hair long."

"Uh" Although she didn't understand how to say this, Mo Sheng's attention was still diverted, and she asked him worriedly, "Is my hair ugly?"

Yi Chen raised the corner of his mouth.

no.

because that

You are a little more.

He kissed her hair, breaking her already fragile confidence. "Mo Sheng, it's really ugly."