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Qin just listened quietly from the side, sometimes echoing a few words, the old days seemed so within reach.

"Teacher, does the school still keep the files of former students?" Yan Moqin asked following the topic.

"Yes, they are all in the archives of the school. Each class, they are all sealed into file bags for you to keep properly. In fact, it is useless, but I think sometimes this thing is very good. Keeping it is like Keep it as a memory." The teacher replied.

Yan Moqin felt that it was right for him to come back, and he should make up for what he owed Mo Ran from the beginning.

It took Yan Moqin all afternoon to find Mo Ran's file.

The reason is very simple. Yan Moqin knew very little about Mo Ran's past. It is not a small project to start from scratch one by one, not to mention the files in the archive room are full of miscellaneous and numerous samples. Wiped away the dust that was full of it.

The original address of Yan Moqin's family and various contact methods are clearly marked on the file.

The contact information is estimated to be out of effect because it has been too long, but as for the address, it is the last hope to find Mo Ran's clues.

Yan Moqin was overjoyed, and after thanking the teacher, he hurriedly searched for this address.

Unexpectedly, the taxi driver was unwilling to take this job, and the reasons for his refusal were all the same: "The old building is going to be demolished, the road is twisted and turned, and it is not easy for cars to get in."

Hearing these reasons, Yan Moqin's heart was pierced like fine needles.

He only cared about seeing Mo Ran following him, never thinking about where he started from.

However, Yan Moqin's vigor came up, he pulled the door and sat on it, the driver couldn't drive down the passengers, he took this master to drive anyway if he didn't want to.

On the way, the driver kept sighing: "This car is bumped and bumped on that road. If the paint is scraped off, my day will be useless."

"If there's any loss, it's all mine." Yan Moqin didn't want to hear the driver rambling.

When the driver heard it, he saw that he was the one who was not short of money, and immediately changed his attitude and asked warmly: "Little brother, I don't think you are a poor person like this. Why go here if you have nothing to do, this area is all old buildings. In order to plan the city, the city has clamored for demolition several years ago."

"Then why hasn't it been dismantled?"

"You don't know, most of the people living in that old building are old men and old ladies. How can young people live in that kind of place now? This person is getting old and has lived for a long time. He must have feelings for it, and he doesn't Knowing about demolition, I always thought that houses were going to be demolished. The two sides have been in such a stalemate. The project has been delayed for several years. However, the people in the old building should have moved out in the past few years. Anyone who has a conscience How can I let my parents live there? If there is no accident, the building will probably be demolished by the end of this year."

Yan Moqin frowned all the time when he heard this, and stopped answering the conversation. It was the driver himself who said this all the time, and arrived at the destination in a while.

"Little brother, I won't send you inside, the car won't be able to get in." The driver turned his head and said to Yan Moqin.

Yan Moqin didn't make things difficult for him, he left the fare and got out of the car.

The old building with a sense of age surrounds the city with narrow aisles. There are clothes racks strewn across the aisles to dry clothes. The simplest light bulbs stubbornly emit light that is almost invisible.

Yan Moqin bent over and turned sideways all the way, finally touched the handrail of the stairs, and when he stepped on it, the stairs even made a sound.

According to the detailed records in the file, Yan Moqin could be considered to have found the mottled house number.

Yan Moqin took a deep breath at the door, ready to knock.

In fact, he is not sure that he can bring Mo Ran back now, and he doesn't even know how to deal with Mo Ran's conflicting gaze, but he only knows that he must do something, even if it is futile.

He bent his fingers and buckled his knuckles on the door. He thought there would be a knocking sound, but the door simply opened with force.

Is it a thief?This was the first thought in Yan Moqin's mind. Slowly opened the door, and slowly leaned in. The old floor made a gurgling sound, and the room was very tidy. Even though the furniture was poor, the biggest mahogany chair in the room was still covered. Shiny when wiped.

Yan Mo looked intently at every decoration in the room, as if he wanted to see the trace of Mo Ran.

However, a voice suddenly came from behind: "How did you find this place?"

Yan Moqin turned his head, and the person who thought about it day and night was standing behind him.

"Mo Ran..." Yan Moqin wanted to hug him, the room was small, as long as he stretched out his arms, Mo Ran could hug him, and he could smell the reassuring smell on Mo Ran.

But Yan Moqin abruptly interrupted his movements, Mo Ran's resistance to his body contact the previous few times is still vivid in his memory, Yan Moqin dare not act rashly anymore.

Fortunately, Mo Ran didn't have the expected overreaction. He forgot that Mo Ran has always been such a water-like person, with a calm temper and a tepid personality that makes people want to get closer.

"How did you find this place?" Mo Ran repeated his question, Yan Moqin was greedy for the voice echoing in his ears.

"I... I went back to our school to find the file, and the address was written on the file, so I came here to try my luck." Yan Moqin explained, not letting go of Mo Ran for a moment.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Ran retorted uninterestedly.

"Ran Ran..." This is the first time Yan Moqin called Mo Ran like this, and he tried to lower his tone, using all his gentleness: "I know it may be a bit late to apologize now, but I don't know how to cherish it, I really want to understand now , you are giving me a chance, please forgive me?" Yan Moqin was a little incoherent, the more calm Mo Ran was, the less he knew how to deal with it.

"I accept your apology." Mo Ran hooked the corners of his mouth, the words Ran Ran called out from different mouths, and the impact on himself was different. Anyway, it was not once or twice that Mo Ran fell on Yan Moqin: "But, Yan Moqin, everyone is not young anymore. I don't have the energy or the courage to talk about a similar relationship again. Let me go, let yourself go, your conditions are not bad at all, you can find Many are better than me, and even if we reconcile, do you think it is possible for me to treat you like before?"

"I just want you." Yan Moqin closed his eyes: "You know, I dream about you now, and I just want you. It turns out that the one I like, the one I love, has always been you. This is It took me, a bastard, three years to figure it out."

Mo Ran lowered his eyes: "It's too late." As he spoke, he opened the door and signaled Yan Moqin to leave.

"Ran Ran, you can hate me and hate me, can you stop ignoring me, this time, let me treat you well and take care of you, okay? Let me pay back what I owe you in double, okay?" Yan Moqin's tone already carried a trace of prayer.

Mo Ran shook his head: "There is no need for that."

Mo Ran's tone was always calm, but every single word pinched Yan Moqin's heart, leaving invisible blood.

After letting Yan Moqin leave, Mo Ran didn't recover for a long time. He actually didn't want to treat his feelings like a tug-of-war. Although Yan Moqin owed him, it was also because of his own wishful thinking.

To put it bluntly, Mo Ran didn't think that Yan Moqin was so wrong that he couldn't be forgiven, but he was tired, really tired.

Whether two people are compatible can actually be verified in a few days, not to mention that I have survived for three years.

This old building and old house is where my mother found a place to live after her parents divorced, but she lived there for several years.

Just thinking about it, Mo Ran heard the sound of moving things from the next door. The old building has this characteristic, and the sound insulation effect is particularly poor. Mo Ran went out to have a look, but saw Yan Moqin carrying a suitcase inside.

Seeing Mo Ran come out, Yan Moqin smiled: "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry."

Seeing this, the landlord's aunt next to her looked attentive: "Is there anything wrong with it? Mo Ran has a good temper since he was a child. Come quickly and help Mr. Yan carry the luggage."

Mo Ran didn't move, just frowned.

"No need for sister, I can do it myself." After finishing speaking, she winked at Mo Ran ambiguously.

The landlady was so coaxed by this "sister" that she couldn't find her. Yan Moqin's face was definitely a disaster left by God in the world.

"You and Mo Ran will definitely be able to get along. There are not many young people as old as you who are willing to live here."

"Don't worry, we will get along well." Yan Moqin smiled, his eyes swept over Mo Ran's increasingly stiff face.

As soon as the aunt left, Mo Ran slammed the door and entered the house very shamelessly, but Yan Moqin was still very happy to pat the ashes on his hands, took out his phone, and sent a text message: "Succeeded in check-in."

In the distant office, a group of small employees suddenly exploded: "What did I say, the effect will definitely be different once the president is out!"

"Let's drink to the CEO's way of chasing his wife!"

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Mo Ran didn't plan to live permanently, because this building will be demolished at the end of the year, and now he lives here to commemorate his mother, but what's the point of Yan Moqin moving next door?

Otherwise, Yan Moqin is a scumbag, after the shameless kung fu came up, he became even more invincible in the world.

There was a wall between the two of them. Although they couldn't see it, they could hear the sound really loudly. In the middle of the night, Yan Moqin would knock on this wall, and Mo Ran covered his head with a quilt when he was so disturbed.

To Yan Moqin, this is much more interesting than being alone with insomnia.

Yan Moqin doesn't knock blindly, he always knocks every once in a while, which makes Mo Ran just a little sleepy, and soon gets annoyed