Out of the airport, a gust of cold wind blowing, can not help but wrapped in tight down jacket, left a city only told Li EnMei, but back time did not tell anyone, naturally no one will come to pick up the plane.
Walking in the direction of the taxi, I suddenly heard the sound of the horn behind me. I turned my head and looked at it. I heard a black car not far away. I flew out of the car on a cold night.
The man seems to have suffered a lot. He looks at each other. After a few seconds, he looks away and opens the co pilot's door for her: "get in."
Mo Zi Mo Leng in situ, completely did not expect that the cold night flying will appear here, think of the day he ran away, inexplicably some guilty.
Hang your head and lips and get on the bus.
Start the car, the car is quiet, quiet frightening.
Mo Zi Mo couldn't help but ask, "how do you know my flight?"
"It's just a coincidence."
How can it be a coincidence that Mo Zimo skims his mouth?
The cold night flies obviously does not want to continue this topic, still does not say a word continues to drive.
The car came to the downstairs of Mo Zimo's apartment and said, "thank you for sending me back."
Flying in the cold night without any action, sitting in the car, fixed on looking at her.
For a long time, the man said, "are you hiding from me?"
Mo Zi Mo froze, bow head, no longer make a sound.
The man's cold voice came: "is it because of what happened that night?"
Mo Zimo sighed and said, "the cold night flies ····"
before he finished his words, he was interrupted: "I know you're hiding from me and what's the reason. Don't worry, I won't force you to do anything you don't like. So you don't have to hide from me. If you don't want to see me, I can disappear until you want to see me. Well, go up and have a good rest. "
Eyes fell on Mozi foam forehead, the wound has healed, the corner of the mouth slightly up. Back to the room, looking at the dark room, I only felt that it was extremely cold. I reached for the light and went to the window. Then I saw the cold night flying downstairs and starting the car to leave slowly.
Obviously, the house has been carefully cleaned, and half of the porridge has been cleaned up.
Open the refrigerator, more shocked, it is no longer as empty as before, but full of all kinds of things, milk, bread, fruit.
Take out a bottle of milk, about to drink, see a line of words on the milk bottle: heat before drinking.
Mozi Mo has always been drinking ice milk. He also knows that Iced Milk is not good for his health, but he is too lazy to heat it. Only when he prepares milk for ye Fei, will he go hot.
Looking at that line of words, he walked towards the room. In the room, only the sound of the microwave oven could be heard. Looking out of the window, it was dark. I felt very empty.
At first, when Wu Qian asked her if she didn't want to go home, would someone leave a lamp for you? At that time, she didn't feel anything. Anyway, she was used to living alone and was not lonely at all.
Now, a sense of loneliness and helplessness comes to mind.
When buying an apartment, in addition to considering the good location and fine decoration, the most important thing is that the room is not big and won't feel very lonely.
Now inexplicably some affectation, take up the milk, slowly drink.
After washing, I fell asleep as soon as I lay in bed.
This night, she had many dreams.
The dream of the cold night fly standing beside her, the man stretched out his hand to her, but how could not touch it, and then, his body slowly became transparent, until finally completely disappeared.
Suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, after a long time, this slowly come over.
Looking out of the window, it was still pouring rain. I reached out and rubbed the position of the temple, which made me feel much better.
He took out his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway, and he began to be busy with his own business.
The business of the book bar has been almost done. Now there are only some procedures left to go through. Three hours have passed unconsciously.
My stomach was slightly uncomfortable. I picked up my mobile phone and found that it was two hours more than the delivery time. I was about to call to ask about the situation.
The doorbell rang, opened the door, a delivery man, covered with rain, stood at the door, repeatedly apologizing: "sorry, the rain is too heavy, something happened on the way to deliver the meal, resulting in late delivery. I'm really sorry."
Looking at the mud on the delivery boy, Mo Zimo shakes his head lightly: "it's OK, it's hard."
Call a look, inside the vegetables are all mixed together, messy, let a person look very anorexia.
But my stomach was so hungry that I bit my teeth and pursed my lips. I couldn't eat any more. For a time, I miss those home cooked dishes that fly in the cold night. After realizing this, she shakes her head again and again. What is she thinking?
Bow your head and keep busy with what you are doing.
Until four o'clock in the afternoon, the rain gradually became smaller. I picked up the mobile phone and was pointing to the outside. Seeing the mobile phone warning, many places in city a had accumulated water.
Can't but put down the mobile phone, into the kitchen, want to get something to fill my stomach.
Wash rice, plug in, rice cooker out of cremation, the next second, the lamp completely dark down.No, she's just trying to get a meal, so she won't burn the circuit, right?
Check the switch, there is no problem, doubt went out, heard the next door aunt asked: "girl, is your home power failure?"
Mo Zi Mo nodded, only listen to the aunt continue to say: "ah, I don't know how, my home also blackouts."
Soon, Mo Zi Mo realized that it was not her family that had power cut, but that the whole building was out of power.
What is bad luck? Mo Zi Mo finally understood.
When I called the property, I knew that it was the rainstorm that crushed the tree. It happened that the tree broke the power line and was in urgent repair. I don't know when the power will be restored.
No way, Mo Zimo can only hold the mobile phone to play, read the news, some sleepy, left the mobile phone, close his eyes, was about to fall asleep, heard a movement from the door of the room, suddenly woke up, ears up, as if someone was opening the door.
Open the mobile phone flashlight to go out, vaguely saw a tall figure standing at the door of the room.
Although he couldn't see the visitor clearly, Mo Zimo was not flustered at all. Seeing the visitor clearly, he was indeed flying in the cold night.
Mo Zi Mo light mouth: "how did you come?"
In the cold night, he flew to the dining room, took out a candle and lit it. The dark room became bright.
After finishing everything, he turned his head and looked at Mo Zimo: "I heard that there is a power failure here. I'm afraid you didn't eat. I brought something here. "
he said, taking things out of the heat preservation bag, Mo Zimo liked every dish.
I couldn't help swallowing my saliva. I went to sit down and put a piece of meat in my mouth. Compared with those dishes at noon, it was really delicious.
In the cold night, he sat down opposite her and looked at her.
Mo Zi Mo ate a meal, his mouth was not clear and said, "why don't you eat it?"
"I have already eaten it."
Hearing this, Mo Zimo's hand shaking with chopsticks, that is to say, these meals are specially made for himself.
Drooping eyes, Shan Shan mouth: "cold night fly, you don't have to be so good to me."
The cold night flies certainly to look at her, although Mo Zi Mo did not raise the eye, but can clearly feel the man's hot eyes.