"Bah, bah, bah, early in the morning, if you say something bad, we will live next to the graveyard when we build the graveyard."
They talked about other topics.
Nanqiao opened his eyes and sat up from the instrument.
Pressure from above——
She didn't want to contact Mo Beicheng with this pressuriser.
Nanqiao's mobile phone rings. At this point, there will be no one else except Mo Beicheng.
She stared at the three words "Mo Beicheng" on the screen for a long time. She didn't pick up until the phone was about to hang up automatically
"Sister GUI said you were not at home." The man's voice is full of anger, but it doesn't let out.
Nanqiao's eyes are a little red. She doesn't know what she's feeling now. She looks like a fire in her heart. It can't be put out. It doesn't burn. It's very irritating.
She closed her eyes. "You're not home, either."
Mo Beicheng
His voice still sounded very cold, but it was softer than just now. "Angry? There was something temporary last night. I was afraid that I would wake you up and you were sleepless. I didn't tell you. I thought I could deal with it before morning, but it's now. "
"Yes."
Nanqiao didn't want to talk much, so he answered.
Mo Beicheng pursed his lips, and the color in his eyes was almost transparent. "If you're tired, you don't have to go to work today, or go to the surrounding areas to relax."
He didn't ask her what she had been out for half a night, or when she would go back.
When Mo Beicheng was ready to hang up, Nanqiao stopped him: "third brother."
"Yes?"
She was silent for a few seconds, low said: "see you at the company."
"Good."
It's on the other end.
Nanqiao listened to the busy sound of "Dudu", but he couldn't come back.
She looked at the time, got up and walked in the direction of the car.
I didn't go back to Repulse Bay. After eating outside, I went directly to the company.
Although she and Mo Beicheng said that they would meet in the company, they were not on the same floor. If they didn't deliberately, they would not see each other for a day.
Nanqiao was in a bad mood and couldn't draw any quality design, so he was basically checking the information all day.
I'm busy. Time flies.
All day long, she forced herself not to think about Uncle Lu's death and what aunt Lu would do. Lu ran didn't know if she had applied to prison for a funeral.
Aunt Lu is right. No man can accept that his wife takes care of his ex boyfriend's family as his mother's family.
She has no position and no qualification to run uncle Lu's funeral!
Nanqiao was a little distracted. When she came back, the remaining light of her eyes swept in front of her and stood.
She holds the finger of the book slightly to draw tight, look up, the vision is tranquil looking at the man standing in front of, "three elder brothers."
"What are you thinking? I haven't seen you turn a page for a long time. "
"I'm a little tired and distracted."
Mo Beicheng looked at her deeply. "Let's go. We're off work."
Nanqiao didn't know whether he really believed it or just didn't want to expose her lies. Her fingers curled up and held Mo Beicheng's hand.
"What would you like to eat in the evening, we'll eat out?"
He took Nanqiao's hand and walked out of the office. People in the design department were used to seeing Mo Beicheng after work. No one was surprised. They were all busy packing up for work.
The only one who feels embarrassed is Wang Yue.
Although no one except Nanqiao knows what she thinks about Mo Beicheng, every time she feels that Mo Beicheng looks at her with a look of disgust, full of "how are you still there?".
She didn't know whether she had a ghost in her heart or not.
I got in the car.
Nanqiao didn't speak all the way. He looked very dull. He was obviously not in the state. Mo Beicheng also saw it, but he didn't tear her down.
The car passed a section of road under repair. It was a bit blocked. Mo Beicheng lowered the window, supported the door frame with his elbow, and lit a cigarette.
"Third brother, do you know who is responsible for the demolition of that section of Huayan road?" Nanqiao looked at his side face seriously and asked seriously.
Bang.
A car in front hit the rear.
Mo Beicheng quickly stepped on the brake, but didn't hit it immediately.
The narrow road was completely blocked.
"What do you want to ask?" Mo Beicheng swept the situation in front of him, put out the fire and threw the newly lit cigarette out of the window.
The anger that had been hidden in her heart since she was slighted in the morning came up. The man's strong fingers grabbed her chin, and his face was covered with a faint smile. Except for the cold, there was no temperature at all.