That night, on the way back, they talked while dragging their wet bodies.Walking and walking, the moon appeared in the sky.Can't tell who saw it first because they were all so focused.
Yi Siwei said, "Do you always take such heavy things with you when you go out?"
Mouli said: "I am like this. On the day you sent me back, did you have an appointment with a friend?"
"It's a former classmate. I'm moving, and they came to see me."
"When was your classmate?"
"Elementary school, when I was young, I participated in talent shows together."
"Are you still in the talent show?"
They talked and laughed, and before they knew it, Mouli made a mistake.She accidentally asked him to drive her to the hotel.However, it's not really a secret.
She said: "Actually...my house has been sold long ago. I will live here now when I come back."
Yi Siwei was taken aback, probably reflecting that he hadn't noticed: "Nowhere to go?"
Mouli said, "It's okay, it's fine here. I'll be leaving in a few days."
She leaned forward and reached out, trying to take the bag from him.But he didn't let go.The faces of the two people suddenly approached, and she raised her eyes to meet his eyes.Yi Siwei looked at her determinedly, and for a few seconds, Mouli thought he would kiss.
But he just lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Go to bed early."
She knew that she was a little red blooded, and Mouli hadn't slept well for a long time.She doesn't care about such trivial matters.But, in fact, she didn't want to be discovered by him.
After arriving home, Yi Siwei sent her a message to report.
On the phone, she asked him, "Where are you moving?"
He said: "Over there at the university. The lease here is about to be withdrawn."
Understandable, thought Mouli, as she did.There is no plan to stay in my hometown or my uncle and aunt, so it is normal to change cities as a base.
She said, "Do you want to pack up? Let me help you."
He never replied, Mouli didn't wait any longer, and simply made a video call.She checked her face while waiting for the interface. She hadn't removed her makeup yet, her hair was blown puffy by the wind, and she was very beautiful.
The last time Mouli fell in love was with a boy in the same class in college. His name seemed to be two characters. She vaguely remembered that his nose was very high and protruding.But unfortunately, the following is not as grand as the saying goes.
On the first day of their relationship, Wen Jing took her on the phone all night.Mouli had nothing to say, she was extremely sleepy, but she endured to the end.After all, she understands that people will inevitably be very excited when they confirm an intimate relationship.
And now, Yi Siwei connected.
He put his cell phone on the table and sorted things out by himself.Shooting from the bottom up is a recognized perspective of death, but it's hard to deny that people with awesome faces can handle it.He was working super intently, packing glass into cardboard boxes, and Mouley said, "Shall I help you?"
"It will be very hard."
"It's okay," she said.
Yi Siwei is going to move, and Mouli goes to help him.By coincidence, the relationship was confirmed, and they developed to the process of going to each other's house.
He stopped what he was doing, picked up his phone, and began to walk quickly this time, and finally sat down on the floor in front of the sofa.Yi Siwei finally started to appear with a normal camera, and asked with a smile, "Why did you suddenly make a video call?"
"I want to see you before going to bed." Mouli didn't even have to think about it, she just opened her mouth and kicked the ball at the opponent, "Don't you want to?"
"I see you every day."
He ate oranges in front of the camera, his cheeks bulging back and forth as he chewed.Yi Siwei sent a screenshot, Mouli clicked on it, and found that it was his lock screen.
His wallpaper is still the original photo.
Mouli thinks that Yi Siwei has something magical.His demeanor is very cute, but his handsome face is a bit like a scumbag, and he does many things without distinction, on the contrary, with multiple bonuses.
Without thinking too much, she said casually: "Yi Siwei, do you know that you are handsome?"
Halfway through the fruit, Yi Siwei was still holding the ceramic knife in his hand, and his chewing suddenly slowed down, getting slower and slower. He was suppressing a smile, lowered his head, and disappeared into the camera.When he reappeared, he covered his face with one hand. He was on the balcony with no lights, but he could still tell that his face was red.Yi Siwei kept laughing, cooling his face with the back of his hand.
On the contrary, Mo Wuli had nothing to say, and was amused to laugh: "Stop pretending, haven't you been told that?"
He said, "It's been said, but you haven't said it. Can you say it again?"
She saw him operating the phone: "Are you recording?"
"Hmm..." He clearly admitted it, but when he recovered, he argued again, "No, no."
This time, she laughed from the bottom of her heart: "...What a dog."
Yi Siwei suddenly asked: "What do people around you usually call you?"
"What?"
"Do you have a nickname?"
Understanding the meaning of his adjustment of address, Mouli thought for a while: "Someone will be called Lily. You can just call me by name. I like my name."
"Well... I also like my own name." They had another thing in common, he said, "Then you can call me by my name too."
In the end, their conversation lasted no more than half an hour.
Mouli went to help Yi Siwei move.She tied up her hair, put on clothes that were more convenient for movement, and put on plain makeup.When he arrived at Yi Siwei's house, he also changed his attire. His body was very dirty and his hair was sprayed, revealing his forehead and earrings on one side.
His house has been basically emptied, and the only thing left to do is to pack some small objects.The two of them divided their work and started to work on their own.
While Yi Siwei was going to another room, Mouli took out his things and looked through them one by one.Obviously, Yi Siwei spent his middle school days here.I opened the first book, it was a high school textbook, and I took a lot of notes. It was obvious that this person didn't like to use a notebook.The second is an extracurricular book.The third book was made of a different material than the previous one, and when she got it, her eyes lit up.
It's a photo album.
Moule opened it.
It is not a video record of fooling around with friends, which will inevitably disappoint her.However, even though he lost interest, his hand still rolled down uncontrollably.
Inside were old photos of men and women, presumably parents.Then, the young Yi Siwei appeared.At the age of a primary school student, he rode on his grandfather's neck, doing handwork in the watchmaking experience exhibition, and then continued to flip through, and a younger him appeared.There is more than one photo of the scene with the very young child poking his head out of the washing machine, and he changes other clothes.
What to do in there, Mouli felt so stupid.
She was looking at the photo when Yi Siwei suddenly appeared behind her.He said, "Don't look at it."
Yi Siwei bent down and picked up the album.Mouli always firmly believes that the most important thing to be caught doing bad things is to be calm.If you don't panic, others panic. There is no need to be nervous.Without blushing, she said, "It's just a casual look. Why?"
Without answering, he stuffed the photo album into a cardboard box, took it over and sealed it with tape.
Mouli asked, "Where's the bathroom?"
Yi Siwei turned his head and quickly pointed to her: "Over there."
I don't know why, obviously he didn't ignore her, but Mouli still felt that he was upset.She goes to the toilet.The bathroom is a key location to witness a person's life.In the past, Mo Wuli asked Wen Jing to take pictures of the sink in their dormitory. They were about to move, and the place had been cleaned, so there was no reference value.
After that, Mouli stopped talking to him.Yi Siwei didn't speak either.
They were busy until midnight, and Yi Siwei asked her several times if she wanted to eat, but she refused.Mouli is a person who is hard to stop when she starts doing something.
At first, Yi Siwei only planned to let her come and help out casually, and then call other friends together.Unexpectedly, the two of them worked all night, until after three o'clock, and they actually finished it.
They ordered pizza once at two in the morning and went back to work after eating.Mo Wuli sat directly on the ground, and Yi Siwei wiped his face wearing labor protection gloves, both of them left the image behind.Finally, when it was all over, he put some things in the car downstairs, and she followed him downstairs.
The car is cool, with gullwing doors that lift slowly.According to Yi Siwei, it belonged to his uncle.
He introduced like a joke: "My mother has many brothers. One uncle bought me one, and there are many. But there is no place to park, so I told them not to do this. This is borrowed from my uncle.He loves cars and he loves boats."
Yi Siwei asked her excitedly: "Do you want to hear the exhaust sound when it speeds up?"
If it was normal, in order to satisfy the man's boring and complacent pride, Mouli would definitely smile and agree.But she was too tired today, so she said bluntly: "Don't."
He smiled: "Then take a rest."
Yi Siwei sat directly in the driver's seat, knew the way, pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, lay down and didn't sleep, just fiddled with the phone, contacting someone.Mouli was too lazy to go upstairs, so she also climbed into the passenger seat.This is the second time they have slept in the car.
Mouli was lying down, tilting her head, and suddenly found something in the storage box on the side of the car.
Putting a condom in a sports car that is charming and invincible to girls is also considered suitable in a sense.
The car belongs to someone else, but the things on the car are not necessarily.Although he acted innocently, everyone would lie. If she could, why couldn't others.Mouli has only ten to sixty percent trust in everyone.She closed her eyes coldly, the relaxation just now disappeared, and all she could do was close her eyes and rest her mind.
"Mouli," Yi Siwei called her name, "Mouli?"
Mouli was tired and didn't feel the need to answer.
But she didn't expect him to start the car.
Make sure she's sleeping, but drive without asking her opinion, where the hell are you going?Mouli pretended to be asleep once she got it done, but wanted to see where he wanted to take her and family planning supplies.
Confirmed halfway, they actually went to the suburbs.Flicking the hand beside her side, she turned on the map and the tape recorder.
She didn't bring a throwing stick, but she said from the bottom of her heart that it was more than enough to deal with Wen Jing's kind of crap.
After driving long enough, it was almost dawn.Mouli closed her eyes and felt the car door opening.Yi Siwei went around to her side.When he hugged her, Mouli almost gave up pretending to be asleep, jumped up and shouted "Do you want to die".She is a normal-sized adult woman, not a child.As an adult, being picked up is a long enough experience.
I'm about to fall—the worry swirls in my heart quickly.However, Yi Siwei easily picked her up, moved her effortlessly, and even hummed the theme song of the cartoon.
Mouli satirized him in her heart, okay.
She has seen and experienced it.
This person is indeed a veteran in hugging people.
The faces were too close, and Mouli didn't open her eyes.By this time, pretending to be asleep is meaningless, it is simply a kind of wrestling.Because was pretending at the beginning, didn't want to be exposed until the end.She didn't want to interrupt him either.
She finally hit the ground and he seemed to be gone again.
This time, Mouli couldn't bear it anymore, she got up, looked around, and found that it was in the port, and there were small yachts parked in twos and threes beside it.There was a deck chair underneath, and she was on one of the old yachts.This kind of entertainment facility is suitable for rich families to play. She has no family that can play with her, and she is not interested in it.
Yi Siwei talked to people on the upper floor, and chatted a few words with a smile in his voice.
The yacht set off and began to drive forward.Mouli stood up and walked up the stairs.The bridge is at the top of the ship.
Compared with people, the first thing she sees is scenery.The sun rises and appears from the end of the horizon, dyeing the world in warm colors.On either side are open waters, wet and quiet.The wind and water birds were singing, the sky was bright, and Mouli stood where she was.
They were not the only ones on board, there were people they didn't know who were cleaning the anti-collision balls on the outside of the yacht.
Yi Siwei stood at the highest point, with his back to the console, looking sideways into the distance, and turned the steering wheel behind him with one hand.He moved with a deft and casual attitude, and his bleached and blackened hair showed a little flaxen in the sun.
The sunrise is beautiful, and so is the scene.
Yi Siwei turned his head and saw her appear.The wind blows from the opposite direction, and the fishy smell is the breath of the waters.He said, "You're awake. Isn't it beautiful?"
Mouli couldn't help looking into the distance, her eyes were shining brightly, she hadn't seen this kind of scenery for a long, long time.
"It's like the Southland," she said.
"Yes, it's very similar to the seaside in the south." He walked down.Give the console to the owner of the yacht—although he is forty years old, he is his friend's uncle.Yi Siwei looked at Mouli, as if her expression was more worth seeing than the sunrise.
The uncle cheerfully accosted: "Yi Siwei, you boy, have you finally got a girlfriend?"
Yi Siwei laughed out loud: "What is 'finally'?"
"You're proud of yourself! You even asked me to borrow a boat to watch the sunrise, you're so handsome!"
Being teased by his friends, Yi Siwei laughed so hard that he couldn't lift his head, but held Mo Wuli's hand tightly.
The air seemed to be warmed by the sun.Not knowing what was going on, she also laughed, feeling a little strangely light.
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