Wen Jing still wanted to work harder, but the process was not smooth.
He went to the bathroom again, and when he came out again, Mouli sat on the bed, unguarded, as if she didn't need to prepare.With beautiful legs crossed, she was looking at her mobile phone with a smile on her lips.Mouli put the phone on the bed without locking the screen, leaving it on.It's the WeChat interface, and she's chatting with someone else.
At this time, what is she talking to others?His heart tightened, and a second before he spoke, Mouli suddenly raised her head.
Her expression revealed an indescribable tenderness: "I asked Ma Yuan's grades for you. You passed. You did well in the exam."
Their school conducts the experimental test first, and then the written test.If the marking is fast, the class committee can inquire about the results in advance.
Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the bed: "Really? That's good. I don't know how my physics is..."
"Let me ask again for you." She stood up and put away her handbag, not forgetting to put the safety suit back in the bag. "Then I'm leaving."
"Where are you going?"
Mo Wuli said: "Go home. In two days, Pan Duoran and I will go eat hot pot. Are you going?"
Wen Jing suddenly became anxious: "You two are still playing together?! Why is the relationship so good? Isn't her boyfriend also from our dormitory?"
"Really? I didn't notice."
"You...I..." Wen Jing choked with anger, "I don't have a good relationship with Tian Yi, do you insist on playing with her? You are my girlfriend! I am at odds with them, even in the dormitoryTell me, what do you think?"
Normally, whenever he was angry, Mouli would come over to appease him.But today, as if on purpose, she stood on the edge of the bed, didn't say a word, and just looked at him silently.
He was sitting, and his aura was already short. The most hateful thing was that such an unexpected situation happened just now.
She didn't speak for too long, causing him to suffer from internal friction.Mouli is beautiful, usually so good, she also helped him check his grades, and she saw his embarrassing side, but he yelled nonsense about a little thing.Wen Jing regretted it again.
Mouli's phone rang.
She connected and said a few words.Mouli said: "I just don't want to play with her. Calm down. I'll go first."
She left and closed the door, leaving him alone in a state of disquiet.Wen Jing walked to the window.The window of this room faces downstairs.He saw her get into a nice car, and the person in the driver's seat showed a profile, a boy about their age.
After dating for so long, Wen Jing doesn't even know what Mouli's parents do, let alone her cousin.
Mouli got into the car, and the first thing she said was: "Prince Little Star, good evening."
Mo Xingyun said: "Stop scolding me."
Mo Xingyun and his cousin don't look alike, they are collateral blood relatives, but they are often misunderstood.What they have in common is their demeanor, they are both cold and smart.This alone is enough to make them more like siblings than their own.Whenever asked, Mouli is always the first to stand up and deny: "I don't have an older brother."
Originally, Mo Xingyun wanted to say something, but when he saw him in person, he couldn't say anything, so he could only say: "I'm going to live with a classmate today. You can go back."
"good."
"Aren't you going back for Chinese New Year?"
Mo Wuli said: "Uncle, they are going to Sanya to play, right?"
When the car stopped downstairs, Mo Xingyun said, "You can also go together."
Mouli got out of the car and closed the car door after speaking: "I'm afraid of the heat."
Before the new year, Mo Wuli and Pan Duoran made an appointment to meet at the mall, and Pan Duoran really liked being late.Mouli casually visits the makeup store and uses their trial products casually.When Pan Duoran arrived, she had already applied a lot of mascara.
Pan Duoran ran over in a hurry, wearing a golden short down jacket with a bag made of colored wool: "You look so beautiful today! But you are also beautiful usually!"
"Thank you." Mouli frowned unconsciously, probably because Pan Duoran's saturation was too high.
"Let's go to the hot pot restaurant to get the number first, and then go to the karaoke room to sing for an hour. Do you like to sing? If you don't like it, we can also go to the massage chair..."
Mouli interrupted her: "I've got a good number, let's go directly to eat."
Sitting at the hot pot restaurant, Mouli was using chopsticks to cook the meat, while Pan Duoran poured the whole plate of meatballs into the pot, and the oil splashed out. Fortunately, she was wearing a disposable apron.
Mo Wuli said, "Are you alone today? Has Tian Yi returned home?"
Pan Duoran said while eating: "He and Yi Siwei went to play."
The person opposite raised his eyes, but Pan Duoran didn't notice it at all.
Mouli spoke at a moderate speed with a steady tone, no different from before: "What kind of person is Yi Siwei?"
Pan Duoran was pulling out the strands of hair that he accidentally ate into his mouth, and without thinking, he answered directly: "He is a very individual person."
"..."
"Handsome, kind-hearted, wild animal with a scumbag face. We all like him."
"Privately as well?"
"Well," Pan Duoran had a sudden thought, "Should I call him over? Just ask my partner what they are doing—"
"No need!" Since we met, this was the first time Mouli was so tough, although she quickly returned to calm, "Don't call others. Didn't we agree today that it's just the two of us?"
Pan Duoran was very innocent, and immediately put the phone back: "Ahaha, yes."
Pan Duoran took Mouli and took many photos, both alone and together.She posted on Weibo and Moments.After eating, the two of them were walking on the road, Pan Duoran was playing with his mobile phone, and Mo Wuli was distracted.
Pan Duoran knocked on his phone and said, "I have more fans on Weibo, and someone asked me to send an advertisement for snacks. Do you think I want to answer it?"
Mouli said casually, "Sure."
"Someone liked me again! This time I didn't fix the picture much, the store is so bright."
"It's pretty good."
"You make up so beautifully, why don't you usually wear it?"
"It will hurt the self-esteem of impotent men."
Pan Duoran is too harmless, casual and so-so, so people can't guard against her.The words from the bottom of her heart were blurted out inadvertently, and even Mouli herself was startled.She looked at Pan Duoran, and Pan Duoran was still smiling foolishly—she didn't laugh because of what Mouli said, she didn't hear it at all, she laughed because she just brushed a little raccoon washing marshmallows with her mobile phonevideo.
Pan Duoran was out of breath from laughing, and finally said: "What did you just say?"
Mouli replied: "I said you are cute."
"That's right!" Pan Duoran smiled happily, "I'm just cute!"
During the Spring Festival, the city will inevitably be deserted.
After seeing her uncle and aunt's circle of friends on vacation at the seaside, Mouli packed her luggage and prepared to go back.
She just came to go to school in a different place, and she didn't bring a lot of luggage. It was too troublesome for others to send the courier. From the very beginning, she planned to go back and pack her things.
Mouli locked the door and went downstairs to go to the high-speed rail station.
Downstairs, there are children who are on vacation get together to play.One asked the other: "What did you eat tonight?"
Another said: "Ate my mom's cooking."
Maybe it's because everything is new when just came to this world, children always have much more fun than adults.This kind of situation is very common, but somehow it makes her feel warm.
There are people coming and going at the station, which is the peak time of the year.There are no guardrails between the track and the platform, so as long as you walk more, you can easily fall down.The wind was very bitter, and Mouli stood on the edge, letting her toes pop out of the platform, hanging in the air in the possibility of danger.Man is occasionally called upon by the void.I read the book before, saying that this is called the high ground effect.
The station attendant on duty was whistling and ordering passengers to back off.The car is coming in.
The whistle sounded like a knife cutting through delusions, and she retreated slowly.
The community where uncle and aunt live is very old, and the whole building has only six floors.In winter, the trees are withered, the outer walls are vicissitudes, and the walls are covered with dark vines.
Living here is not a lack of money, but a new house has not come out.This place is about to be demolished, and then we can get another sum of money.Uncles and aunts have a very good relationship, and they are also very happy living in a leaky bad house.Relatives and neighbors all said that they were a model couple, although Mouli felt that the real confidence for their happiness was their passbooks.
Mouli went upstairs with her bag on her back and opened the door with her key.
Uncle and the others went on a trip, cleaned up the house, and closed the windows, so she opened them first to ventilate.
When she was very young, she followed her grandparents to her uncle's house.In the third year of high school, she went to the place of household registration to prepare for the college entrance examination, stayed there for a year, and then went to university immediately.Even so, there was always her bedroom in my uncle's house.
Mouli put down the luggage and put an old sheet on the table to keep out the dust.She pulled it away and helped up the photo on the table.When she was a child, Mouli loved beauty and also liked to take pictures.There are photos of her alone, and there are also two children playing together.
There was no food in the refrigerator, and the nearby supermarket was also closed. Mouli cooked a bowl of noodles for herself, and sat in front of the TV to eat.The tea table at home is made of wood, which is old and the sofa has also been refurbished. It used to be made of leather, but after falling too much, it was patched with cloth.
The Spring Festival Gala is very boring, and it is getting boring every year.She didn't find it annoying, but she just vaguely felt that the whole world seemed to be going downhill.It's getting boring and boring.
Mouli finished eating the noodles, washed the dishes, and took a shower.She was sitting alone on the floral sofa, reading textbooks in the sound of TV programs.The winter vacation was very free, so she previewed the next semester's courses.Mouli didn't learn because she likes to study, it's just that she has nothing to do to relieve her boredom.
The people on the TV started counting down to one year, and Mouli was still reading.She didn't look up until the countdown was over, a year had passed, and cheers rang out.
It was very quiet in the house.
The whole world is very quiet.
It seemed like she was alone.
It was time to go to bed, and it was cold at night, so Mouli went to the window and was about to close it.She took the phone and looked at it aimlessly.Pan Duoran posted a Weibo, which was a video.Mo Wuli clicked on it, and it was Pan Duoran and her boyfriend Tian Yi who were posing in various poses.
Mouli looked at it twice, pressed and pulled the progress bar forward, and finally stopped at a position.
A male voice said "It's so cold".
Yi Siwei's voice is very special.
Mo Wuli opened WeChat, clicked on Pan Duoran's colorful profile picture, and said to her casually, "Happy New Year. Are you home?"
Pan Duoran sent several voices for a few seconds.
"no!"
"I'm hiking with my friends!"
"Tell you, it's freezing to death. My partner asked us to look at the stars, but it snowed. The moon can still be seen, but the stars are not at all. We are freezing to death!"
"Happy New Year baby!"
Mo Wuli only heard the third article, and Pan Duoran had already sent a video.She opened it, and it was Pan Duoran.
Pan Duoran said with a smile: "Happy New Year! I wish you all wishes come true and you will become more and more beautiful!"
Caught off guard, she switched the camera and took a picture of the person behind the phone.Mo Wuli knew Tian Yi, and he was hurriedly collecting the stargazing equipment.
Next to him was Yi Siwei, wearing a white sweater, very thin, if she hadn't heard in advance, Mouli would have thought he was just out for a walk.
Pan Duoran's voice came from the side of the phone: "Come to wish you a new year."
Under the light of the mobile phone, Yi Siwei's hair was brown, he was wearing earrings, and his facial features were so superior that she always felt that this person's expression was a little pretentious.This description is very strange, and may be somewhat biased.
"What do you want to say?" Yi Siwei leaned closer to the camera, and once there was an expression, the atmosphere changed, "The moon is so beautiful today. What did you have for dinner?"
Mouli stood by the window, lowered her head, and looked at her phone quietly.
She went to pause, but her hands were not fast enough. Before that, he said again: "Go to bed early, good night. Auntie."
Pan Duoran's voice said: "Who is your auntie?!"
"Isn't it your mother? Who is that?"
The video stops here.
Mouli raised her head, she hadn't looked at the sky for a long time.The moon outside the window is very beautiful.
The author has something to say:
Today is sixteen, the moon is so beautiful