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Awake.

Finally, Mo Ran couldn't bear it anymore and got up to go out, Yan Moqin waited for him at the door when he was ready.

"Ran Ran, are you hungry when you get up in the middle of the night? Why don't you come to my room for a meal?"

Mo Ran gritted his teeth, and closed the door angrily.

Yan Moqin was very happy in his heart, he could see Mo Ran's expression, he could see Mo Ran's mood swings, which was much better than being cold to him all the time.

Back in the room, Yan Moqin started talking again, deliberately leaning against the wall and speaking loudly, chatting to himself: "Ran Ran, Lin Annuo, has been called before, and I think it's boring, I'll call you later, call you What, or I'll call you Dabao."

"Dabao, Dabao, Dabao..."

It’s still sod honey, Mo Ran’s teeth are sore from listening here, but Yan Moqin’s side is not much better, he keeps reading this crystallization of the wisdom of the people in the company on his mobile phone, guiding him step by step Slowly chase his wife.

After a while, Mo Ran fell asleep amidst the repeated hypnotic sound of the big treasure, and Yan Moqin's voice gradually became smaller, and finally leaned against the wall and fell asleep as well.

It’s almost summer, a season of scorching sun and turmoil. If our story starts with you, then it will continue with me.

Early the next morning, Mo Ran rubbed his eyes in a daze and prepared to go downstairs to solve his own breakfast problem. He had no habit of sleeping in, and his biological clock was set at this time.

But as soon as he went out, it was obvious that someone got up earlier than him, Yan Moqin lay on the simple table at the door like a big dog, waiting for his master to rub his head.

Mo Ran was blocked all of a sudden.

"I bought breakfast, you see if it suits your appetite."

"Don't you think it's impolite to stand in front of other people's house early in the morning?" Mo Ran wanted to hide.

"But this is also the door of my house." Yan Moqin smiled at Mo Ran, shaking Mo Ran's mind, it was because of such a smile that he fell in the first place.

Taking advantage of the gap in his daze, Yan Moqin hurriedly sat down with his shoulder pressed against Mo Ran: "Try this soy milk, I went to our school to buy it early in the morning, I didn't expect that after so many years, Aunt Wang who sells soy milk at the school gate is still there." here I am."

Mo Ran didn't make a sound, sat down and took a sip of soy milk, just like before, the bean flavor was sweet.

Yan Moqin knew that he had made the right bet, and he tried to use everything to awaken Mo Ran's courage to him, proving that nothing had changed.

Where the two have common memories, it is easy to chat, although Yan Moqin has been talking about the whole breakfast.

"I went to school that day to see that the locust tree in our school seemed to be getting thicker again. The little kid on the basketball court was still chasing the ball like hell, but he was not as handsome as I was back then."

Mo Ran took another sip of soy milk as a response.

"The classrooms in the teaching building on the left side of our school seem to have been refurbished, and the blackboard tables and chairs have been replaced. This time, the replaced tables are not made of solid wood like before, but it is not easy to engrave on them."

Mo Ran took another bite of the bun.

"Dabao, these steamed buns are delicious. When I was in school, I always went to his house to eat steamed stuffed buns. I love his dry sausage stuffing. I remember you also like this, right?"

Mo Ran's Adam's apple slid up and down twice, and swallowed the bun: "Actually, I like pork and corn. I always buy dry sausages because you like it."

Yan Moqin was taken aback, and then turned to smooth things over: "Okay, Bao'er, it's not bad to have something you like, I'll go buy it for you now."

"No need." Mo Ran took another bite of the steamed stuffed bun: "I'm used to it."

This time it was Yan Moqin's turn to be extremely embarrassed. In fact, Mo Ran didn't mean to run Yan Moqin down, but what he said was the truth.

"Dabao, tell me what else you like to eat... In the past, it was all my fault, but I still have the rest of my life to continue to understand you." When did Yan Moqin coax others so lowly, after all Some people seem to be born to be noticed.

But it was different for Mo Ran. After recognizing his own heart, he found that every word Mo Ran said, even every breath, made his heart tremble.

There is also a softest place in the heart of a scumbag.

"Thank you, the breakfast is delicious." Mo Ran's attitude towards Yan Moqin is like treating an ordinary neighbor. In fact, Mo Ran is not hypocritical at all. He knows that Yan Moqin is probably really interested, and he just waits for himself to nod. But Mo Ran still didn't dare to confess himself just like that, because now Mo Ran's body would violently resist any physical contact, and the cause of this was Yan Moqin's cause in the final analysis.

Therefore, Mo Ran didn't want to take revenge, but he didn't dare to get closer.

"Bao'er, wait, can you finish this breakfast with me?" Because Yan Moqin had been talking just now, and didn't bother to take a few bites, now that Mo Ran was about to leave, he was alert to the food in the bowl. The soy milk is almost cold.

Mo Ran turned sideways, sat back, and just looked at Yan Moqin quietly, it was really pretty, even sitting in such a narrow aisle chewing buns, it was still pretty.

At that time, Mo Ran might not have fully understood Pan An's words in the eye of the beholder.

In fact, Mo Ran has always cherished this kind of time with Yan Moqin, full of unpretentious life breath, with the appearance that a man should have.

After a few sips of work, Yan Moqin asked, "Dabao, where are you going now? I'll go with you."

Mo Ran handed over a piece of paper: "Even if I didn't tell you, you would still watch me go out."

Yan Moqin took the paper and wiped his mouth: "I have dealt with all the recent work of the company a while ago, and now I have plenty of time."

The implication is to tell Mo Ran, don't worry, I have plenty of time to spend with you.

"Yan Moqin."

"Hey, I'm here." Yan Moqin cleaned up the dishes.

"Can you keep a distance from me now? I didn't hide from you deliberately, because I think the past is the past, so can you look away?" Mo Ran gritted his teeth and spoke out.

Yan Moqin silently recited a sentence that A Kuan told him, to recover Mo Ran, he must adhere to three principles, one is to persist, the other is to be shameless, and the third is to insist on being shameless.

"Didn't I keep a distance of half a meter from you? Besides, it's your freedom to go wherever you go, and it's also my freedom to follow you. Wait for me. We'll go together after I finish washing the dishes."

Mo Ran had no choice but to turn around and enter the house. He was going to go to the city hall later. The city only gave an approximate deadline for the demolition of this old building, without specifying a specific date.The old men and women in this building are rioting and protesting every few days, but just in time for the promotion of the new mayor, this old building has become a thorn in the flesh of the urban planning, coming and going again and again, forced demolition seems to be the only way out .

In fact, Mo Ran doesn't want to see this old building being demolished just like that. These things are old and have spirituality. Mo Ran likes the feeling of compactness between neighbors. He likes to say hello to anyone who cooks delicious food. The pleasure of being a guest with neighbors.

Moreover, this was the last place where he and his mother lived, and he really wanted to remember it.

Thinking about it, Mo Ran opened the door secretly, and saw Yan Moqin holding the bowls and chopsticks and planning to go downstairs to wash. The old building is not good at this point, the pipes are aging, and the water is laborious. Only a few houses have a decent faucet.

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Ran went downstairs. No one is more familiar with this place than him. After turning around, he made sure that Yan Moqin would not be able to catch up with him for a while.

After Mo Ran arrived at the city government, he began to inquire about the exact date of the demolition, but the people who were asked were impatient and had a very bad attitude.

The first level of government officials crushed people to death, and now the city attaches great importance to the demolition plan of this old building, and if they keep exerting pressure, the people below will naturally not have a good temper.

"Then if the government wants to demolish, you can't just demolish it, you have to give an accurate time?" Even though Mo Ran has a good temper, he is a little anxious.

"Isn't the city saying that it's the latest?!" The voice of the person being questioned became more and more irritable.

"I'm asking you about the specific date. If you don't know the specific date, so hastily demolished, isn't it a violation of the personal safety and property safety of citizens?" Mo Ran's voice suddenly turned cold several degrees.

"It's not a day or two before the city plans to demolish that old building. It has been delayed for several years. Now it's not a sudden demolition. You, don't compete with me if you have that spare time."

Mo Ran still didn't leave.

In such a stalemate, in the end, I don't know whether the person was afraid or annoyed by the question, so he said with great reluctance: "Three days later."

Mo Ran said thank you and left.

Since his mother died, he has been away for several years. Now that he is back, the old house will be demolished, which always gives people a feeling that things are right and wrong.

Mo Ran didn't lift his spirits on the way home, and went back in a daze.

"Where have you been?" As soon as he returned, he saw Yan Moqin standing at the door, as if questioning his husband who hadn't come home all night.

Mo Ran didn't say anything, just turned sideways and wanted to go in.

"Bao'er, what's the matter with you?" Yan Moqin learned his lesson this time, he didn't keep biting the things that made him feel stuck, Mo Ran was the one who cared first.

This is not a small progress.

Seeing this, Mo Ran opened his mouth slowly, with a dry voice: "This building will be demolished in 3 days."

Yan Moqin immediately understood what Mo Ran was thinking: "You miss our mother, right?"

If Yan Moqin used the word "we" before, Mo Ran would be laughing silly for a while, so even if Mo Ran is not in a high mood now, he still twitches the corners of his mouth.

"Why don't we tidy up the things in this old house and move out. Before we move out, go visit our mother, pay respects, and offer incense."

"I'll go see it tomorrow." Mo Ran sighed, and went to see the old house while it was still there.

"I'll accompany you." Yan Moqin said now