Chapter 617

Su Ziyue hurriedly said a second before Nan Ke was about to hang up, "Mo Xiyi wants to join MSF."

In the next second, the phone would hang up, and the ending of Su Ziyue's last word was stuck in a "beep".

Su Ziyue looked at the hung up phone impatiently, and conveniently put it on the sink beside her.

Nan Ke should have heard it, and she should call soon.

Sure enough, the phone rang again soon, and the originally melodious ringtone seemed a little impatient to my ears.

Su Ziyue pressed the answer button and turned on the speaker.

Nan Ke's impatient voice came over immediately: "What did you just say, say it again!"

Her tone was full of anxiety, and she didn't even use her honorific title.

Su Ziyue didn't care about these, but could understand her feelings.

"Mo Xiyi is going to leave, he is going to join Doctors Without Borders, it has been confirmed, he has already talked with Qin Muchen, and I have also talked with him, it has been decided, but I don't know when to leave. "

Su Ziyue finished speaking slowly, waiting for Nan Ke's response, she looked up, only to realize that the phone had been hung up at some point.

...

In the studio, Mo Xiyi sorted out the research data and materials of these years, with a calm expression, as if leaving this time was not important to him.

He is on the plane in the early morning of tonight, and he has to go through a long journey of more than 30 hours before he can reach his destination, and he needs to change planes halfway.

This building was bought by Qin Muchen for him, and he had someone decorate it.

He has lived here for more than ten years, and when he was about to leave, he realized that there were very few things he could take with him.

Except for a few sets of clothes, a medical kit, and other things, I either couldn't take them with me, or I didn't think they were necessary.

"Buzz—"

The phone placed aside suddenly vibrated twice.

Mo Xiyi's hands paused, and his breathing stagnated for a moment.

At this time, who will call him?

Qin Muchen and Su Ziyue, he has already discussed with them, Nanchuan has been very busy recently, and has no time to care about his affairs.

Then the only one left is her.

The knuckles of the fingers holding a stack of paper materials are clear, white and beautiful. Just by looking at his hands, you can tell what he is doing. Hands must be very important.

His fingers gradually tightened, and when the phone calmed down, he still maintained the posture of squatting there, not moving at all, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The phone soon rang again.

It was as if he would not give up until he answered the phone.

Mo Xiyi has always thought of himself as a very patient person. At least, his longest record is to stay in the laboratory for hundreds of hours.

Of course, this is a very unhealthy behavior. He knows it very well, so he tries to avoid it as much as possible.

However, he later discovered that Nan Ke's patience was even better than his.

No matter how many words, he couldn't consume her, so he was forced to agree to her request.

The little girl's request is nothing more than some boring things.

At the beginning, he was very impatient and perfunctory, but after a while, he got used to it.

He let his thoughts go, even thinking about things from a long, long time ago.

When I came back to my senses, the phone was still vibrating.

Then, there was a sound of low battery.

As if he had been awakened suddenly, he got up and went over to pick up his phone to charge it.

The phone has automatically shut down because the battery is too low.

He plugged in the charging cable before turning on the phone.

More than 300 missed calls.

Let him just say, this girl is more patient than him.

Even if he had something important to tell Qin Muchen, he didn't bother to call again if he couldn't get through.

The phone vibrated again.

Mo Xiyi hesitated, sliding his thumb on the edge of the phone.

Without paying attention, he touched the on button.

"Mo Xiyi! Speak!" Nan Ke spoke the language of country J, and Mo Xiyi had been living in country J and could understand it.

The language of country J has always been rated as the best among the small languages.

He didn't think so before, but now when he heard Nan Ke calling his name, he felt this way.

Country J's language is quite nice.

He stood up, put one hand in his pocket, walked to the window, pulled open the curtain, and said, "I'm listening."

His voice was very clean, without any impurities, like the sound of jade plates intertwined, and it was deserted.

Normally, every time Nan Ke listened to his voice, she felt extremely seductive.

But this time, she felt extremely hateful when she heard it.

"Why didn't you answer my call? Are you going to let me know that you are leaving and joining Doctors Without Borders? Why? After so many years, even if it is a piece of ice, not to mention melting, at least it can be warmed!"

Nan Ke's tone, from the initial questioning, was already a little choked up in the end.

Mo Xiyi couldn't stop tightening his grip on the phone, and he didn't make a sound to defend himself.

In fact, he didn't know what to say.

The people around Qin Muchen seem to have one characteristic, that is - persistence.

Therefore, he went to find Qin Muchen at noon, and asked him to send Nan Ke away when he was leaving.

But, unexpectedly, she still knew.

"Speak! Why don't you speak? Don't you dare?" Nan Ke's voice has recovered, but there is still a hint of hoarseness.

She calmed down a little now, turned around in her mind, and suddenly figured out why Qin Muchen temporarily arranged for her to go on a business trip, and what she came here to deal with were not important matters, but trivial matters, but But it kept her too busy.

He did it on purpose.

The few people have known each other for more than ten years, and she has some understanding of their handling habits.

Although Qin Muchen has a bad temper and is difficult to figure out, he has never been confused when it comes to official affairs, and she is his right-hand man, so she is rarely sent out.

The matter was inherently strange, but she thought it was because of Qin Muchen's recent mood changes that he sent her on a business trip.

Unexpectedly, there is another reason.

Mo Xiyi's silence completely ignited the anger in Nan Ke's heart.

"Let the boss send me on a business trip! Don't tell me that you are leaving. Since you have discussed it with the boss's wife, why don't you tell them not to tell me? You are hypocritical, hypocrite!"

Snapped!

The phone was hung up abruptly.

During the whole process, Mo Xiyi only said two words.

Throughout the whole process, he was listening to Nan Ke's words, listening to her from questioning to choking, then returning to calm, and finally to the final rage.

"Boom!"

Mo Xiyi retracted his phone, looked up through the window, and just in time saw a bolt of lightning piercing the dark night sky, followed by another thunderbolt.

He counted the time silently.

Summer is coming to an end and this could be the last thunderstorm of the summer before the whole city enters fall.