"Fuck you!" Jitata Jiudu immediately rushed forward to fight with Hao Jianquan.

Chen Mo and the rest of the audience are watching the opera. They make a fuss about it. The atmosphere of parting is diluted a lot.

"Chubby, even if we go home from vacation, we can often make video contact. Moreover, with such developed transportation, we can get to any city all over the country in a few hours by high-speed rail. Don't you need to exaggerate?" Wen Tingyu put down his collection of ancient poems and joked.

Jitata Jiudu let Hao Jian go. He looked at Wen Tingyu and said, "wencrepe, what do you know? Where is the high-speed railway from in our hometown?"

"I use four words to describe the situation in our hometown, and you will understand why I am so sad."

Chen Mo and others are looking at jitata Jiudu curiously, waiting for his next words.

Jitata Jiudu saw the success and attracted several people's attention. He said with a smile: "in our hometown, traffic is basically on the way, communication is on the whole, public security is basically on dogs, entertainment Entertainment is basically by hand. "

"Do you understand my pain now?" Jita Jiudu looks pitiful.

"Wait, wait! Chubby, you're repeating the last sentence. What's entertainment for? Why don't I understand it very well? " Hao Jian began to mend the sword again.

Jitata Jiudu glared at Hao Jian and said in a loud voice, "entertainment is basically by hand. Do you understand?"

"Ha ha!"

Several people burst out laughing in the room.

The relationship between men is very simple and direct. Sometimes because a word can daze, because of a song and tears.

A glass of wine can turn war into jade and silk, and a look can represent endless words.

The difference between Chen Mo and several roommates is pleasant, but the fiery farewell to Murong Yan'er is a kind of illusion that the world will be different.

In the campus, under the shade of trees, on the bluestone path.

That pair of men and women envied by everyone walked silently, out of a picture of the original dream in the hearts of all students.

Murong Yan'er is holding the corner of her clothes in both hands. She has secretly watched Chen Mo several times for a short distance of 10 meters.

"Chen Mo, if you are OK, you can come to Jiangnan during the holiday. My father and I will warmly welcome you." Murong Yan'er whispered shyly.

Chen Mo looks at the picturesque girl, but what emerges in his heart is another scene.

At that time, the full moon was in the sky, accompanied by many stars. He and his younger sister-in-law stepped on the moon and traveled through the starry sky, just like a couple of gods and fairies.

It's a pity that my love is not long. My younger martial sister finally left him

"Chen Mo, what's the matter with you?" Looking at Chen Mo, Murong Yan'er asks curiously.

Chen Mo looks back and smiles at Murong Yan'er: "it's OK. It's just that I suddenly think of something."

"If there's nothing wrong with the holiday, I'll come and play with you."

Murong Yan'er said in surprise, "really? Keep your word

"Yes." Chen Mo nods.

Murong Yan'er seems to be easily satisfied. After getting Chen Mo's reply, the original sadness of parting in her heart is suddenly swept away. When she leaves, she always jumps on her feet.

However, Chen Mo is a little depressed by his fiery way of parting.

She died because of Chen Mo in the previous life. Although Chen Mo saved her in this life, she also planted an indelible seed in her heart.

But she is a girl who doesn't like to express her emotions. She is different from Murong Yan'er. The long-term burden and repression make her like to hide everything in her heart and endure it silently.

She is warm, but at the same time she is more indifferent than anyone else, but once this kind of girl enters her heart, her life only exists for one person.

Qingshi street, the old city wall, the morning bell and the evening drum.

This is the first time that she has invited Chen Mo to go shopping. On the eve of departure, in the noisy crowd.

"After you killed the cloud family, my father was depressed a lot. Although he didn't say anything, I could see that he was regretting Fierce as fire, looking at the front of the crowd, but in the eyes is a blank.

Chen Mo didn't reply, and strong Qingcang's regret was expected by him. After all, it is impossible to miss a great man who can make him rise to the top with his own hands, and it is impossible for him to regret his character.

"Mojia chamber of commerce is now steadily becoming the largest force in China and almost all forces are subject to Mojia chamber of Commerce." When saying this sentence, the tone of strong as fire seems to have a light irony.

Seems to be laughing at those forces in the sea, intrigue for nearly a hundred years, in the end, is not it a draw?

Chen Mo turns his head and looks at her like fire. He owes her in his previous life, and he vows that he will never owe her any more.

But after all, he still owes her.

"If you want, I'll give it to you." Chen Mo's voice is flat. He gives a force worth tens of millions of yuan to others, just like sending a cabbage.

Fierce as fire Zheng for a moment, looking at Chen Mo, suddenly smile: "I want to come what use?""You should know what I want."

Chen Mo has nothing to say. He knows that she has a fiery personality and has no pursuit of power and wealth.

And Chen Mo also knows what she wants, but even if Chen Mo is trained to xianzun, he can't give her what she wants.

I thought that there was not much communication between him and fire in this life, and nothing would happen. But history did not change after all, he went into the heart of fire.

Chen Mo didn't give any reply, and she seemed to have known for a long time that it would be such a result. After a while, she sighed: "go back."

"Yes."

A few days passed quickly, and the moment of real separation came.

Although there were preparations a few days ago, but really to this moment, we still can't keep with the ordinary heart to treat, many people are reluctant to give up.

But there is no feast that will never end, and we will be separated.

Chen returned to Meihua group first.

Li Sufang has already put herself back to work, and her habits for many years have made her unable to rest at all. Even when she saw Chen Mo come back, she just gave a simple explanation and continued to work hard.

Wen Qing quietly tells Chen Mo that the new year is approaching, and meihua group has just suffered another crisis. It is a time when everything is waiting for prosperity. That's why Li Sufang is so busy.

Chen Mo said that I can understand. After all, it is very difficult for a person to change his habits over the years.

Chen Mo has nothing to do in Meihua group when Chen Jingye calls.

"Xiao Mo, have you had a holiday?" Chen Jingye asked.

"Well, I'm here with mom now. What can I do for you?" Chen Mo asked.

Chen Jingye said: "you come back first, I'll tell you something, and then we'll go to Hanyang together."

"Good."

Chen Mo thinks that he can't help here anyway. He might as well go back and hear what his father has to say.

After instructing Chen Songzi to practice, Chen Mo returns to his hometown Fengshan county.

Chen Jingye had a rare early rest, waiting for Chen Mo at home. In the past, he had to work until the day before the new year's Eve.

Seeing Chen Mo come back, Chen Jingye points to the sofa and says, "sit down."

Chen Mo sat down, looked at Chen Jingye and said, "Dad, do you want me back?"

Chen Jingye's face was a little serious. He took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea. Then he said, "do you remember that I told you about the rules of our Chen family before?"

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