Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 430

Ji Mochen remembered the conversation between him and Nancy before being interrupted by the Hao Yilie incident.

He had always believed that Nan Xing was a character based on him. Even if he was denied by the descendants of the dragon once, he still didn't believe in such a coincidence in the world.

However, this time Nancy's words broke his cognition again.

Nancy said that the descendant of the dragon was named Qiming, and Xiwei was born for Qiming.

Xi Wei described in "Morning Light" is the brain of the Morning Light Knights, possessing powerful computer hacking skills and a calm and gentle personality.

This point is also clearly stated in the book, Xi Wei's tenderness is only given to teammates, especially to Nan Xing.

This description also makes many readers inexplicably put them into a team.

In other words, the image of Nanxing is indeed based on the descendants of the dragon.The descendants of the dragon also said that the heroine Xi in it is based on Nancy.

Ji Mochen's mood became dull again, and his temples throbbed.

After closing the forum, he opened his account to communicate with the descendants of the dragon.

Ji Mochen heard the notification tone of the message, and looked at the red dot displayed in the private message.

When he opened the private message, he saw the reply from the descendant of the dragon.

Ji Mochen's eyes froze instantly.

The descendants of the dragon agreed to meet, and explained the time and place.

This time and place are too delicate.

The car stopped in front of the villa, and the driver said, "Sir, we're here."

Ji Mochen withdrew his gaze from staring at the phone screen, and moved his fingers slightly.

A "good" word, send it over.

Then get out of the car.

This is where he lives with Nancy.

During this period of time, he lived in Ji's old house, and did not let the housekeeping aunt clean it. Ji Mochen could feel the dust inside when he opened the door.

Ji Mochen didn't stay in the living room, he went straight up to the second floor and walked to the door of the study.

For a long time, although he and Nancy didn't explain much, everyone clearly respected each other's privacy.

Especially when the other party is working, they will not bother.

This is the only study room in the villa, which is dedicated to Nancy's work and belongs to her private domain.

Even if Ji Mochen sometimes has to work at home, he does it in his own room or living room.

Calculating carefully, Ji Mochen found that the number of times he entered this study room was very few.

Ji Mochen stood at the door, and after a long silence, he opened the door and went in.

The study room has not been used for a while, and the desk inside is covered with a layer of dust.

It can be seen that before Nancy left, the study had no time to tidy up.

There are still writing brushes on the table, as well as inkstone ink that has dried up.

Ji Mochen glanced at it, and then opened the sundries drawer next to the desk.

There were a few rolled up papers inside, and ink marks leaking from them could be vaguely seen.

Ji Mochen also saw that the "Shan He Zhi" he gave to Nancy was also in it.

Take out one of the rolls of paper and spread it out. On the white paper is an ink painting.

With inadvertent force, Ji Mochen pinched the corners of the paper into wrinkles.

This is an unfinished painting, but it has not been abandoned by the owner.

Next, Ji Mochen took out the scrolls at the back one by one and opened them.

Some are familiar to him, just like the animal pictures in "Shanhe Zhi".

Some are patterns that he doesn't know, but they also have a style that he is familiar with.

The last one made Ji Mochen stand still for a long time.

This is a portrait of a person, with black clothes and black hair. It is nothing more than the back of a person. The outline of a few strokes is unspeakable.

Ji Mochen understands that this feeling is called 'artistic conception'.

The same painting is painted by different people, the strokes will be different, and the feelings it will bring to people are also different.It's like the difference between treasures and fakes, diamonds and crystals.

From the back of this painting, Ji Mochen felt familiar.

He felt that the thoughts that came to his mind were unbelievable, but he couldn't stop thinking about them.

This portrait, which is completely different from clothing to hair, is similar to the back photo he gave to the descendants of the dragon.

That sense of familiarity also comes from this.

After making these discoveries, Ji Mochen suppressed the storm in his eyes, and then opened the drawers at the back one by one.

On the desk, he took out two more things.

A photo of what he just thought of, a stack of handwritten manuscripts.

The content in this handwritten manuscript is related to "Yanhuang". No matter how messy it is, it is obvious that the owner of the manuscript wrote it casually. He only needs to understand it himself, and doesn't care whether others can understand the relationship.

Ji Mochen didn't want to have to understand it, but he did understand a little bit.

The first volume of "Yanhuang" he read did not contain some of the above plots.

That is, this manuscript is a brief record of subsequent developments.

Ji Mochen picked up the photo and turned it to the back.

——The descendant of Zhilong, Ye Mo.

He held the photo in his hands for a while, and then put it on the table without a sound.

Ji Mochen sat silently on the chair without saying a word.

The driver outside waited all night until he fell asleep in the car.

When the knock on the window sounded, the driver opened his eyes and was stung by the light outside first, so he couldn't see Ji Mochen's expression clearly.

Ji Mochen said: "Open the door."

The driver unlocked the car and just heard the husband's voice hoarse, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Ji Mochen closed his eyes while sitting in the back seat, his voice was dark, "Go back."

"Okay, sir." The driver rubbed his eyes and cheered up.

He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Ji Mochen seemed to have fallen asleep in the back row.

When Nancy woke up, she had breakfast with the old man. She didn't see Ji Mochen coming downstairs, so she learned from the housekeeper that Ji Mochen went out again last night.

"What are you doing out so late?" Nancy asked.

Butler: "I don't know."

The butler looked at Nancy, "Mr. didn't look very well when he went out."

Nancy thought about it carefully, except for the incident of Hao Yilie in the middle, there should be nothing else that provoked Ji Mochen.

Or has nothing to do with her?It's just that what's wrong with Ji Mochen himself?
The old man said: "Leave him alone and eat."

Nancy said, "I'll make a phone call."

Nancy stood up and walked to a quiet place, and called Ji Mochen.

When she got up this morning and saw the mobile phone on the table, she knew it must be sent by Ji Mochen.

The phone rang for a round and was not answered, which was unexpected by Nancy.

She dialed again, and this time the connection was made without three rings.

But no one spoke after picking it up, Nancy asked, "Hello? Ji Mochen?"

He clearly heard someone breathing, but there was no response.

Nancy called again sweetly, "Brother Chen?"

"En." This time when I heard the response, it was indeed Ji Mochen's voice.

Nancy also heard that his voice was wrong, "Your voice is so hoarse, haven't you slept?"

Ji Mochen didn't answer.

Nancy thought it was because he did something confidential last night, and it was inconvenient to explain to her, so she stopped asking.

But there was also a bit of distressed emotion in my heart, "You just came back yesterday, why did you go out again, you haven't slept for a few days."

Whether it is tone or tone, it is Nancy's rare gentleness.

Ji Mochen said: "I'm back."

(End of this chapter)