Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 54
As a result, the outside was empty and there was nothing.

Early in the morning, who is playing a prank?
Mo Yan frowned, and when she was about to close the door, she suddenly felt her calf scratched.

She was startled, and when she lowered her head, she saw a lazy little white Garfield sitting at her feet, looking up at her, with a small yellow playing card hanging under its neck.

Mo Yan bent down and hugged the hairball in, reached out and took off the cards around its neck.

"The master is not at home, please take me in for a few days?_"

A smile appeared on Mo Yan's lips, and he gently hugged the hairball tightly, a layer of sweet ripples in his heart.

"Back to the soul!"

Pang Jia stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, scooped out a scoop of ice cream and sipped it into his mouth, his teeth chattering from the cold.

"It's the fourth day, since you came to our house from this little chubby, you look like you're out of your mind, and you say you don't have feelings for him!"

Mo Yan held the shopping bag in another hand, lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm bothered by the company."

"Okay, just keep your mouth shut. When someone hugs a girl, you can squat in the toilet and cry." Pang Jiayi wanted to teach her a few more words when her phone rang, and her face turned pale after she finished the call.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Mo Yan was a little worried.

"The patient who was operated on yesterday got infected, and I have to go back to the hospital." Pang Jiayi stuffed all the things in his hand to her, and said with a tense face, "You go back first."

After she finished speaking, she ran to the side of the road, stopped a car and left.

Mo Yan stood and watched for a while before heading home. When he reached the community, he saw Gu Yichen who was guarding downstairs.

They were separated by more than ten meters, and the slightly heavy fog blurred their vision, but Mo Yan could recognize him at a glance, without him, it was a matter of habit, and Gu Yichen obviously hadn't seen her yet.

Gu Yichen stood under the pine tree in the green belt of the community. He was wearing a turquoise down jacket, light blue jeans, and Adidas running shoes. He was dressed like a 28-year-old, but rather a young man. overflowing.

Just a few days after New Year's Day, the temperature started to drop, and it just snowed yesterday, the snow on the ground has not yet melted, and the surrounding air is very cold, Gu Yichen should have been waiting for a while, he stretched out his hand to his mouth from time to time, and rubbed it back and forth to keep out the cold , also pacing back and forth in small steps, a person like him probably has never suffered this kind of crime since he was a child.

She stopped in her tracks, stood where she was, and carried the shopping bag in the other hand. She quietly entered the building through another door through the shadow of the trees.

If it was before, when she saw Gu Yichen like this, she would definitely have softened her heart because of her distress, but now, she can hardly feel any waves in her heart, and what is left is only deep exhaustion and boredom. In the past, she was the one who chased after Gu Yichen relentlessly. , Now that the feng shui is reversed, she understands why Gu Yichen was so annoying when he saw her.

She put the shopping bag on the ground, found the key from the bag, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw the hairball kid standing on the sofa and meditating. The little guy raised his eyelids and saw her "meow" as a greeting, and then closed his eyes again.

Mo Yan raised the corners of her lips slightly, came in with the bag, and closed the door.

After washing his hands and pouring cat food on the hair ball, the little guy immediately started to eat in good spirits, with his little paws lying in front of the food bowl, his head bouncing up and down, which was very cute.

She squatted beside her, couldn't help poking the tip of the little guy's ear, the little furry thing trembled slightly, and glanced at her, eyes full of resentment.

Just at this time, the mobile phone on the table rang, Mo Yan clapped her hands, got up and walked to the coffee table, picked up the mobile phone.

The supermarket is very close to the apartment here, so Mo Yan and Pang Jiayi didn't take their mobile phones when they went out.

She saw the number on the caller ID, hesitated for a while with her fingers, and pressed to answer.

"Mo Yan, are you back?"

Gu Yichen's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he had been in the cold wind for a long time.

Mo Yan lowered her eyes and said lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

Her indifferent voice made his originally agitated emotions gradually cool down. He stabilized his tone and said in a low voice, "I'm downstairs from you. Let's talk about it when we meet."

"I work overtime today, I don't know when I will be back," she declined.

"Then I'll wait for you to get off work for as long as you want."

Mo Yan frowned, and said coldly, "It's up to you."

She disliked Gu Yichen's threatening tone the most, especially when he used her previous feelings for her as a bargaining chip.

After hanging up the phone, I realized that there were several missed calls on the phone, and besides Gu Yichen, there was another one with an international number.

Mo Yan's heart suddenly beat violently, could this number be his.

She pointed her finger on it a few times, and then slowly lowered it. She beat her head and thought to herself: Mo Yan, what are you looking forward to?

The days in winter are very short. When Mo Yan came out of the shower, the sky was completely dark. While brushing her hair, she walked to the window and lifted the curtain to look down.

It didn't know when it started snowing outside. The snow flakes were big and numerous, falling down in a rustle. The street lamps downstairs, followed by the reflection of the snow, illuminated the whole neighborhood brightly and beautifully. Gu Yichen stood beside the little squirrel, his body already With a white layer, he is like an ice sculpture, standing there quietly.

Mo Yan let go of the curtains and entered the bedroom. Let him wait if you want to. She is sure that his patience won't even last one night.

I dried my hair and was about to go to bed when my phone rang again.

Mo Yan thought it was Gu Yichen, but when she saw that it was the international number again, she became nervous all of a sudden, each ringtone hit her heart, she didn't know whether the nervousness rushing to her heart at this moment was something else mood.

She closed her eyes, broke away, and slowly reached out and pressed the answer button.

"have you slept?"

As soon as the phone/phone was connected, the man's deep and magnetic voice came from the other end, shaking Mo Yan's heart numbly, and blushing across the phone/phone.

"Not yet, haven't you slept yet?"

The man smiled softly, with a hint of doting in his tone, "I'm here at three o'clock in the morning."

Mo Yan was startled, and then remembered the jet lag, it was early morning on his side, did he call/call her during the daytime while on her side, taking advantage of the time?

This guess suddenly appeared in his heart, Mo Yan opened his mouth, but he was afraid of hearing some embarrassing words from his mouth, even though his purpose was already obvious.

She cleared her throat and changed the subject, "You are not here these days, Mao Tuan is not in a good mood these days, probably because he misses you."

"What about you?" Mr. Li stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the bright night view of Mexico, his eyes were gentle and deep, and he was holding a small flower pot in his hand. In the pot was a tender green plant that had just sprouted, crisp and fresh. Yes, green and tender.

With a slight smile in his voice, soft and gentle, "Do you miss me?"

Mo Yan's mind was disturbed, her breathing became tense through the phone/call, she gripped the phone tighter and tighter, her face flushed, she finally pursed her lips and said, "Be careful outside."

Mr. Li didn't make things difficult for her anymore, he put the small flower pot in his hand on the coffee table of the hotel, bent his long legs, sat on the sofa, and dragged the phone with his other hand.

(End of this chapter)