No one answered her.

Chen Baimo looked up, only to find that Mo Beicheng did not listen to her, but half squinted at the opposite wall.

Or as always, the black coat with white shirt, the body is cold, the jaw line shrouded by smoke is tight, the breath is cold.

"Beicheng?"

Mo Beicheng took back his thoughts and looked down at less than half of the smoke in his hand. "Is there anything else? It's OK. You go first. I'll have another cigarette here. "

Chen Baimo bit her lower lip heavily, but after so long recovery, she has accepted the fact that this man no longer belongs to her.

Emotions from the beginning of hysteria unbelievable to now only left a trace of hope, hope after the vicissitudes, they can be together.

"I know something about Shen Nanqiao. If you are worried about her, you can tell me that it's all women. Maybe you can help you out."

She knows more than that.

After fighting with Shen Nan Qiao for such a long time, she had a thorough understanding.

If you die or I live, it's natural to know yourself and the other.

Mo Beicheng lowered his head and looked at her for several seconds. He was quarreling with Shen Nanqiao. He was worried about her. Maybe he needed someone to tell him what the woman thought of him, but he didn't want to tell his ex girlfriend.

"It's not her. The company has a lot to do recently. It's a bit annoying."

AC almost made the front page headlines for a week. Even if Chen Baimo didn't read the financial news, he occasionally glanced at some of them. He knew that when AC employees were traveling, they encountered a debris flow and killed several people.

"Is that settled?"

"Yes."

Mo Beicheng didn't want to talk to her, which was very obvious.

Chen Baimo has always been aloof. Seeing him so cold, he can't go on chatting as if nothing had happened. But the lovers who split up are not peers or business contacts. Even in a city, they are hard to meet.

So, she was not willing to leave.

But after breaking up, she and the man had no intersection in life. In fact, there was no topic to talk about. She didn't understand shopping malls, and he didn't understand dance.

After thinking about it, the only common topic between them was Shen Nanqiao.

"I saw Shen Nanqiao two days ago. To be honest, she has changed a lot with you."

That's the truth.

In the past, Shen Nanqiao could feel her indifference and sharpness from the bottom of her heart.

"When?"

"In the afternoon three days ago," she said after thinking about it, fearing that Mo Beicheng had no idea, "it was the day of the debris flow."

"She's alone?" He just casually asked, he knew that Shen Nanqiao sent Lu ran and his mother that day, he did not doubt the reason.

The reason why I asked her was that I was concerned about her in a reflexive and subconscious way.

Chen Baimo was bitter, but she started the topic, so she couldn't leave without answering.

The woman was really strange. She wanted to talk to him more, but he really asked, and he felt uncomfortable.

"No, she was with a woman in a mask and sunglasses, but after a few words, she separated."

……

It was very late for Mo Beicheng to return to Repulse Bay. He drank and asked for a driver.

But he couldn't get a taxi in this area. When he came in, he asked his bodyguard to drive him down the road where he could take a taxi.

Mo Beicheng reached out to press the fingerprint lock. When he looked at it, he found that the door was not closed, but it was just hidden.

He slightly wrung eyebrows, but also did not show very angry to Shen Nanqiao's carelessness, in this villa, even if she sleeps with the door open, it will not be dangerous.

He pushed the door open.

The wall lamp in the living room porch is on.

Although the range of radiation is limited, it is enough to see the object.

Mo Beicheng didn't want to stay in the living room, so he didn't bother to press the switch of the crystal lamp on the wall. He changed his shoes and went in. He didn't deliberately light his feet, but the floor was covered with thick carpet. Even if he was wearing military boots, he couldn't make much noise. What's more, he was wearing a pair of soft slippers.

In the case of dim light, his intuition is more acute, belonging to a kind of reaction of body instinct.

He narrowed his eyes and fell straight on the sofa.

Nanjo lay on it and fell asleep.

Now the temperature outside is still very cold, and the heating is not on in the room. Although she is wearing a down jacket, it will still be cold when she falls asleep.

The living room had been cleaned up, and the wall decoration he had smashed could not be seen at night.