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Counting the long-term preparations with Mo Ran, I hope that those missed and unwilling to be recognized time will still have time to be recovered.

Sometimes the truth that people are obsessed with is actually only a distance away from the dust that is covered up.

Mo Ran found out about the mess in the past with almost no effort.

How ridiculous, but in the end, I have to end up with myself.

Mo Ran's father divorced Mo Ran's biological mother many years ago, then ran away with a woman and gave birth to Mo Yu, and Mo Yu's mother was also Lin Annuo's mother.

Mo Ran laughed at himself and remembered an old saying that the debts owed by Lao Tzu must be repaid by his son, so the romantic debts Mo Ran's father owed have now returned to Mo Ran in the form of revenge.

Lin Annuo is so kind to him, maybe he is just worried about his father taking away his mother, no one will forget a person who broke up his family, right?

As for why Lin Annuo procrastinated and didn't tell Mo Ran himself, maybe it was because of his true feelings?

Who knows, Mo Ran dare not expect other people's sincerity now.

I won't be so lonely forever, will I?

Mo Ran threw away his existing mobile phone card, withdrew all the money he had saved in the bank in one go, and transferred it to a new account.

Anyway, he has always been alone, with no relatives, and few close friends. Even if a man of his age disappeared out of thin air in this city, no one would know.

It's also good to be alone.

Where are you going? He is going back to his hometown. He came to this completely unfamiliar city to chase Yan Moqin, and now he is going back alone. I hope it won't be too embarrassing.

Moreover, my mother was also buried there. Perhaps the one I owe the most in my life is my mother. I don't know why, but Mo Ran has the feeling of returning to his roots, and his mentality has aged several decades.

Maybe feelings can really make people young, and they can also make people age quickly.

It doesn't take a few days to get everything in order, anyway, my most memories are in the house where I lived with Yan Moqin for three years.

He wanted to go back and have a look, but he didn't dare.

The train ticket is set in the evening, and Mo Ran thinks about himself three years ago, who came to a strange city fearlessly with a passionate heart, and the self three years later, who left quietly with exhaustion .

Looking at the deep and shallow scars on his palm, Mo Ran clenched his fists tightly, and it was about to end.

There is still some time before the train leaves, and Mo Ran wanders aimlessly by himself, looking at the dazzling array of lights and bustle, it seems that he does not belong to him, maybe he has never belonged to him.

The biggest sign of the train station is a huge LED color screen, and Mo Ran is standing under it, and the gorgeous lights are refracted in Mo Ran's pupils, transforming Mo Qian.

Suddenly, a jewelry advertisement attracted Mo Ran's full attention. Isn't that the pair of rings he designed?

Mo Ran clenched his fingers, and his nails left a half-moon mark on his palm.

That seemingly simple ring, under the warm yellow light and the red velvet cloth print, turned out to be extraordinarily precious and high-end.

The 15-second commercial was played quickly, and there was only one sentence at the end, which made Mo Ran's eyes hurt.

Love that never humbles——

At the same time, the radio at the train station made a mechanical and cold voice: "The train bound for Yuancheng is about to start ticket checking, passengers are asked to enter the station in order to check tickets—"

Pedestrians around began to move, large and small luggage were next to the narrow aisle, bustling, before Mo Ran had time to react, he was surrounded by the crowd and walked forward.

Mo Ran's eyes were fixed on the screen, and his shoulders were knocked and bumped by different people, but in an instant he squeezed into the station with the flow of people, and he could no longer see the screen.

Mo Ran didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly squatted down in the crowd and cried like a child.

"Sir, what's the matter with you, sir?" A staff member from the station soon came to appease Mo Ran.

"No, nothing." Mo Ran barely stood up, holding the ticket to look for the train.

Only you know the whole world.

The whistle of the train soon resounded throughout the platform, and the sound of friction between the wheels and the rails became faster and faster, until the sound connected into a line.

Mo Ran leaned against the car window, staring at the ever-accelerating scenery outside with red and swollen glasses, it passed, it all passed——

Inside the office.

"Mr. Yan, the advertisements have been placed on the screens of the main streets." The secretary reported the work dutifully.

"Okay, I've worked hard recently." Yan Moqin rubbed his temples. Recently, the whole company has put a lot of energy into the filming of this advertisement.

"Well, Mr. Yan, if there's nothing else, I'll get off work first."

"Well, let's go." Yan Moqin responded, and the secretary turned and left.

"Eh, wait."

"What's the matter, Mr. Yan?"

"Has anyone contacted you since this advertisement was launched?" Yan Moqin looked at the secretary.

"Madam boss?" The secretary smiled sweetly.

This huge sum of money was spent on advertisements just to get back the daughter-in-law. This time, everyone in the company really knew about it.

Yan Moqin was very patient at the beginning, the work he had accumulated was enough for him to be busy for a while, but there was still no news from Mo Ran, the bank card, mobile phone number, Mo Ran had all changed to new ones, as if he was determined to Cut off all ties.

It has been a week since the ad was launched, but the response was not bad. This kind of mature and classic style has always been favored. The previous company's investment has also seen the benefits very quickly. I don't know if Mo Ran has seen it.

For things like feelings, one is afraid of waiting and the other is afraid of procrastination. Yan Moqin closed his eyes and carefully recalled the past three years.

He really misses Mo Ran, the kind of miss that can drive people crazy, and wants to touch Mo Ran's hair, the soft touch, warm and at ease in his heart.

I want to eat the food made by Mo Ran, the food that makes my appetite more and more tricky.

I want to see him because my shining eyes are full of eyes of my own figure.

After all, the three years of living together are not for nothing. Based on Yan Moqin's understanding of Mo Ran, it will not be too far away if you leave. If you change the city, the most likely thing is to return to the original city. The beginning of all the stories place.

But Yan Moqin can only judge this far. He doesn't even know where Mo Ran's home is. He was a year older than Mo Ran when he was in high school. It's just a blushing junior.

Thinking of this, endless frustration surged into Yan Moqin's heart, what's the use, he can't keep a person he loves.

Fortunately, Yan Moqin has never been a hesitant person. He immediately asked his secretary to book a ticket to Yuancheng in the afternoon. This week, he basically dealt with the company's recent big and small tasks. After a brief explanation, he set foot on the road back to Yuancheng .

In the car, Yan Moqin touched the tie clip, which was given by Mo Ran on his birthday. Touching this small tie clip, it was as if he was holding the only flame that could be used to keep warm.

After a few hours' drive, Yan Moqin's mind was full of Mo Ran. What he thought was a cover-up of love, but the more he covered it up, the more he covered it up. If possible, he hoped that this little bit of out-of-control didn't happen. He really wanted to kiss Mo Ran, for the past. The jerk himself apologized.

Really, really want to.

After getting off the car, Yan Moqin went straight to his high school alma mater. It happened to be a school day, but standing in this familiar and strange place again, Yan Moqin found that he was out of place.

So he simply slowed down and walked on the campus.

On the school basketball court, there are still a large group of boys chasing after each other, sweating recklessly, but this group of boys will change into a new wave every year. He still remembers that Mo Ran secretly hid aside to observe himself, and occasionally brought the function Drinks are placed under the basketball hoop, and it is never said who they are for.

Then those drinks were taken by Yan Moqin very naturally.

Under the school's iconic big tree, there are still a lot of shadows, immature faces talking and laughing in twos and threes under the shade of the tree, he still remembers that is the place where he and Mo Ran first met, Mo Ran hurriedly said goodbye I helped him pick up the book by myself, and I received a point of unreserved gratitude.

So many details, I also remember.

But the more this happened, the more sad Yan Moqin was. The dense details swept through the memory, unreservedly proving his mistake.

Yan Moqin touched the trunk of the big tree, and the rough feeling passed from his fingertips to his heart.

"Yan Moqin, is that you?" A voice called out Yan Moqin's memory.

Yan Moqin snapped back to his senses, only to realize that the person who called him turned out to be the class teacher back then, and he seemed to be the same boy who skipped class to play basketball.

"Teacher." Yan Moqin greeted him politely, it felt as if everything had returned to the past.

"Go back to school and have a look?" The teacher smiled: "I didn't dare to admit it just now. I haven't seen you for many years after graduation. Now it's getting more and more popular, haha."

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for many years. Teacher, are you in good health?" School is really a place where people can seriously recall the time. Counting from high school graduation, I went to other places for college entrance examination, coupled with hard work in my career, I haven't been back for 7 years, and Yan Moqin is taken aback by the calculation. It seems that he and Mo Ran have known each other for almost 7 years.

7 years, is this the so-called 7-year itch?

"The teacher is in good health, and he is still in charge of the class now, but now the children are getting more and more skinny, but they are not as obedient as you were at the beginning." The teacher said naggingly, for the past students, the teachers always have endless tolerance. .

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