Chapter 79

Chen Mo, who came to Hangzhou for the first time, didn't feel the beauty of heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou. As soon as I got out of the station, there were dark clouds and pouring rain.

They first found a hotel near the railway station, two standard rooms, a total of 360 yuan. The money is nothing to Chen Mo, but she can't accept Gao Jiaqi. If Chen Mo hadn't insisted that she had to stay in a small hotel in her thirties and forties.

The next morning, Zhao Kuo and Gao Jiamao arrived in Hangzhou as promised. Gao Jiamao was very familiar with Hangzhou. Under his arrangement, four people rented a house with three bedrooms and two living rooms near the zoo. Gao Jiaqi, Zhao Kuo and Gao Jiamao, and Chen Mo, the wounded.

In addition to regular check-up in the hospital, Zhao kuohe developed a lot of restorative training for Chen Mo, and also used traditional Chinese medicine for external application and oral administration. After three months, Chen Mo's right hand basically recovered, but it was only half the level before, especially the middle finger and index finger could not be completely bent.

Those finger pinching techniques are completely useless.

In December, the first snow fell in Hangzhou. Layers of white fog floated on the water surface of the West Lake, stirring with the snowflakes like a dream.

Chen Mo hid in the attic, looked at the snowflakes all over the sky, lit a cigarette, took a hard breath, spit out the cigarette, and immediately looked white.

Chen Mo mocked himself and said, "shit, I thought it didn't snow in Hangzhou in winter. It turned out to be so big."

"Ignorant buns."

Someone answered behind Chen Mo, his tone full of disdain and contempt, but his voice was very nice. Being ridiculed is always uncomfortable, not to mention being answered inexplicably. He looked discontentedly and found a woman in beautiful clothes standing two meters behind him.

The woman wore a big red vertical collar cloak, a pair of red high legged leather boots on her feet, and a long black hair poured down from the edge of the red hat.

This red dress immediately reminds Chen mo of Xia Kuang. Xia Kuang also likes to wear red clothes.

But this woman is whiter than Xia Kuang. On her ice carved face, she has no defects like a porcelain doll. She is a beautiful woman.

Chen Mo likes beautiful women. He is used to looking at women first at his chest, then at his ass, and finally at his face. It may be the reason of winter. In front of her, the woman wants no chest and no ass, but there is a kind of beauty and arrogance all over her body.

He thought he had seen the woman, but for a moment he couldn't remember where it was.

"Are you talking about me?" Chen Muming knows why he asked.

"Is there anyone else here?" The other party did not answer the question.

"I'm serious. I don't do that. I'm afraid you've got the wrong person."

Although Chen Mo secretly mocked him as a dusty woman, he was not angry. He just glanced at Chen Mo lightly. In front of him, the man who was picked up and broke his means of making a living could not see the slightest compassion and sadness. Instead, he ran to the West Lake to see the snow like nothing. Should he be said to be elegant or heartless?

After smoking the cigarette, Chen Mo tightens his collar and walks out of the attic against the snow. Before he goes far, he finds that the girl in red is still following him.

When he came to a noodle shop on the side of the road, Chen Mo ordered a bowl of shredded meat noodles, and the girl sat down opposite him. At this time, Chen Mo looked at each other again and said, "what are you doing with me? Do we know each other? "

"I've seen you."

Chen Mo quickly thought about it in his mind, and finally asked helplessly, "who are you? Where have we met? "

"It doesn't matter." Said the girl.

The noodle shop owner brought up a bowl of steaming noodles and looked straight at the sensitive place of the Red Fairy in front of him.

Chen Mo took a bite of noodles and said, "would you like to have a bowl, too? It's my treat. "

In Chen Mo's impression, people like beautiful women in red will certainly retreat from the food at the street stall, but what he didn't expect is that the other party said, "yes."

Soon the shopkeeper brought another bowl of noodles. Seeing the noodles brought by the shopkeeper, Chen Mo began to scold his mother: the shopkeeper of dog day, for the same seven yuan noodles, the meat in the girl's bowl is twice as much as that in his own bowl. Do you want to exchange such a little shredded meat for the beauty's favor for him?

"What's your name?" Chen Mo asks while eating noodles.

The girl watched Chen Mo eat with her left hand skillfully and replied, "Dai Xiaoya."

Chen Mo stops his chopsticks and recites each other's name several times. After making sure he doesn't know her, he says, "I don't know you.

"I know you. I came to you on purpose today. "

"Looking for me?" Chen Mo asked with interest.

He has been in Hangzhou for more than three months. In these three months, his life is very simple, simple enough to be described as boring.

Now suddenly a beautiful woman comes to the door on her own initiative. There must be a special reason.

Dai Xiaoya said, "yes, I want to see how different you are."

"Am I left-handed?" Chen Mo said sarcastically.

"Your left hand is more flexible than your right hand?"

Chen Mo smelled a trace of tension from Dai Xiaoya's words and began to guess whether the other party was sent by Li baldheaded to deal with her own female killer.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Mo asks alertly.

Dai Xiaoya was disappointed and said, "do you remember meeting an old man in a bar in Baijiang city?"

In an instant, Chen Mo thought of who the woman was.

In the bar of Baijiang City, an old man surnamed Ouyang met him. At that time, she stood behind the old man. He vaguely remembered that Ouyang Wanli said he would have three disasters, namely love robbery, benevolence robbery and righteousness robbery.

However, Chen Mo didn't take this to heart at that time and thought Ouyang Wan was a charlatan.

"Why did you come to me?

"I want to see what makes you different."

"What happened?" Chen Mo asked.

"Very disappointed."

"What are you disappointed about my own business? Are you here to pick a son-in-law? "

"By you? Next life. " She calmly ate the noodles in the bowl, walked to Chen Mo, stopped and said, "Hangzhou is not your blessed place. You'd better get out of here as far as possible. Save time to regret. "

Dai Xiaoya left and disappeared like a fire in the flying snowflakes. Until she disappeared, Chen Mo came back. He was driven out of Baijiang city. He had just been in Hangzhou for three months, but someone wanted to leave.

Chen Mo can't help laughing bitterly. Isn't there a place for him?

"Boss, check out!"

The shopkeeper quickly walks out. Chen Mo reaches for his pocket and is stunned: where's the wallet? Seeing the shopkeeper's face getting more and more ugly, he had to say, "the boss wants another bowl of noodles. I'm not full yet."