Chapter fanwai.4

My hero, against the light

At the beginning of May, Zhao Moyan got a place to go to Kyoto to attend a meeting of online novel writers.

Zhou ChuChu is more excited than she is. She is bouncing around in front of her. At that time, there will be several great gods of their net literature, especially Beiyan, who is Zhao Moyan's favorite. She can almost be regarded as her first teacher. Her first novel is her.

She was a little excited to think that she had stepped into this environment and could see the author she adored.

She thought about going to Kyoto, but she told Xing Zhifa.

She said that the relationship between the two old people was a little awkward now. She didn't know how he felt.

When he came out of the fire that day, he took her home. When she said goodbye, he suddenly approached her and gave her a hug. After that, he whispered good night.

He was light, and her heart was stormy.

All night long, she lay back and forth in bed until dawn.

When the information was sent, there was no news. Zhao Moyan waited for a while. Before he replied, he got up and went to the study to sort out the latest patient files.

It takes her a week to go to Kyoto, oh, and to see Su Ruan. The girl is pregnant and delicate now. She urges her to see her every day.

Zhao Mo Yan smiles. She can't think about what Su Ruan's pregnancy will look like. She looks like a little girl herself. She will be a mother in a twinkling of an eye. She is also not quite able to adapt to the role change of her friends.

I sorted out all the information, arranged the work of the consultation room, called my patients, and put back the consultation time or helped them to make an appointment with other consultants.

After everything is handled, the sky is slightly dark. Zhao Moyan rubs his tired forehead and his mobile phone rings suddenly.

She pinched her neck and reached for the phone. When she saw the note above, her eyes lit up. It was Xing Zhi.

Zhao Mo Yan pretended to take over carelessly, "hello."

Over there, his voice was dumb. "When will you be back?"

Zhao Mo Yan was startled by his voice. He didn't care to answer his question. He frowned, "what's wrong with your voice?"

Xing Zhi coughed a few times and took a few mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat. He was a little fierce in the training two days ago. After the training, when he passed the artificial lake next to the fire brigade, he just met a little girl who fell into the water. He jumped down to save people. As a result, he took a shower and slept. When he woke up, he had a fever.

He doesn't get sick easily, but it's not easy for him to get sick. The fever started and subsided for two days, but he didn't get well. On the contrary, his voice became hoarse.

But he didn't want to let her know and didn't care, "smoke it for a while, and it will be fine in two days."

Zhao Mo Yan did not ask again, the air was silent.

After a while, he asked her, "I haven't answered when I'll be back."

"About a week."

Listening to his hoarse voice, Zhao Mo Yan seemed to feel uncomfortable. He went to the living room and poured a glass of water.

Zhao Mo Yan is not very good at communicating with people. She is stupid by nature, especially when it comes to feelings. Otherwise, at the beginning, he would not concentrate on Chu City and firmly believe that he could move his heart and make him fall in love with himself.

Now think about how terrible it is to be young and frivolous.

Zhao Mo Yan bit his lip, a word almost spilled out of his throat, and was swallowed back by her.

Xing Zhi stood in front of the dormitory window, lazily standing, felt a cigarette out of his pants pocket, lit it with a click, narrowed his eyes, breathed out a breath, and chuckled, "what do you think of my career?"

Zhao Mo Yan is a little stupefied. He doesn't know the meaning of this.

She thought for a while, "it's good. It's a high-risk career, but at the same time, it's a career that people will be proud of and respect

"My career."

He took a deep breath of the smoke in his hand, and his eyes were dark and inexplicable. "Some people say that the fire brigade is the worst branch of the army."

Zhao Mo Yan pursed his lips, "when the people who say such words are rescued from danger by the fire fighters, they will not say so."

He smirked. "I think so, too."

He slowly brought the topic to the place he wanted to bring, and the voice was very tempting, "when can I correct my name?"

Zhao Mo Yan is surprised, "what?"

He squinted in a dangerous tone. "What do you think I mean?"

Zhao Mo Yan didn't dare to say anything for a long time. More than two months have passed since that blind date. They get along well, but no one has mentioned the topic of love and blind date.

Now he is obviously breaking the window paper. Zhao Moyan had expected this day for a long time, starting with the hug that day.

It's just that I'm still a little nervous.

She clenched her lips and said, "don't you think there's a lot of age difference between us?"

Xing Zhi sniffed, "it's only five or six years old. Now 80 year olds can marry 20 year olds. I don't think there's any problem between us."

Zhao Mo Yan was amused by his words. Hearing her smile, he also laughed, "how long does it take to think about it?"

He said everything, but Zhao Moyan could only follow his words, "can I come back from Kyoto?"

Xing Zhi coughed a few times and lost his cigarette. The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised, "OK, tell me when I come back, I'll pick you up."

Zhao Mo Yan gave an excuse and hung up the phone. If the call goes on, she will suffocate later.

On his first day in Kyoto, Zhao Moyan went directly to Su Ruan's home.

When she went, she didn't inform her. She rang the doorbell and stood outside. When Su Ruan opened the door and saw her, she almost jumped three feet.

Zhao Mo Yan was scared by her and quickly held her down, followed her into the house, Lu he was not at home, she looked at Su Ruan, "rare, I thought the king did not go to court early from now on."

Su Ruan angrily glanced at her, poured a glass of orange juice for her and handed it to her. "The company is going to have a meeting. Besides, I'm just pregnant. I'm not about to have a baby. I don't need to be watched all the time."

That's what she said, but Zhao Mo Yan clearly saw the happiness on her face, and her slightly convex abdomen made her look full of maternal brilliance. When he came out of Su Ruan's home, Zhao Moyan always had a smile on his face.

At the meeting, she met Beiyan, whom she had been looking forward to for a long time, and went up to say hello.

Beiyan is a woman in her thirties. She writes full-time and publishes famous books. Almost every book she writes will be popular.

She looks like a strong woman, but she is very friendly. When Zhao Moyan said hello to her, she asked her pseudonym. After listening to Zhao Moyan, her eyes seemed to shine. Her beautiful red lips laughed just right. "I like your style very much. I thought you were a writer of youth, But your latest psycho criminal investigation book is my favorite

Seeing the surprise in Zhao Moyan's eyes, she explained with a smile: "my daughter likes your book very much. She has been chasing it for a period of time, and I've followed it. It's very good. If you continue to create, I believe you will be famous in the online literature world."

Zhao Mo Yan nodded politely, "thank you."

Zhao Moyan was excited for a long time when he was praised by the author he had liked for many years.

In these days in Kyoto, she thought carefully about her relationship with Xing Zhi.

It was because of their blind date that they got to know each other again. Except for the fire, they didn't meet each other.

Zhou ChuChu told her not to rush to agree. After meeting more people and kissing several times, she would not be so easily fooled away, and then she would consider whether to agree to be with him.

But she doesn't think there will be many people in the world who are in tune with her.

It's not easy to find someone who makes her feel comfortable. She doesn't want to go on a blind date and meet other men.

In fact, she knew in her heart that after the hug downstairs, she had already considered whether to be with him or not.

It doesn't hurt to have a try.

She used to be hurt by love, but now somewhere in her heart, it seems that something is slowly coming back to life.

When the time to return to Beijing is fixed, she tells Xing Zhi that he will come to meet her.

When walking out of the station, she looked at the straight man standing in front of me from a distance. He was attracted by many young girls, and butterflies were around him.

He was a little impatient, but he couldn't get rid of others directly. He looked down at the time impatiently.

Zhao Mo Yan looked at his almost angry appearance and chuckled.

The mobile phone suddenly rang, Xing Zhi lowered her head to answer, it was her voice with a smile, "look up."

Xing Zhi raised her head. The girl with soft eyebrows and eyes was standing in front of him, sipping her lips and smiling at him.

Xing bent his lips and strode toward Zhao Mo Yan. He easily took her big and small bags and carried them in his hand. "Have you had dinner?"

Zhao Moyan shook his head.

She doesn't like to eat plane meals very much, so every time she flies, she will be hungry, or she will pad her stomach before flying.

Some of her want to eat hot pot, Xing Zhi took her to find a relatively close, order good food and so on, they are very quiet did not speak. Zhao Mo Yan is a little guilty. She is nervous when she doesn't speak, but shouldn't he ask her?

Serving fast, Zhao Mo Yan is really hungry, no reserve, eat a lot of things.

When she was full, Xing Zhi also put down his chopsticks. In fact, when he came, he had already had dinner, which was purely to accompany her.

Seeing that she had eaten well, Xing became serious and stared at her with bright eyes. "What's the matter with you?"

Zhao Mo Yan was his eyes staring at the heart tight, cough, "should, almost it."

He let out a little, and the ending went up a little, "what's the result?"

Zhao Mo Yan didn't feel so nervous when answering questions at school. He swallowed his saliva. "Maybe we can have a try."

The smile of Xing Zhi's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and his eyes are burning.

His eyes looked at her extremely flustered, trying to make himself look very calm, she coughed, "just try and do it

If the time is not right... "

He said softly, "you think very clearly."

Zhao Moyan touched his nose.

She really thought very clearly that she had passed the age when she felt that love was the only youth. She was no longer the little girl who was dying without love at the beginning. Now she could think about her and Xing Zhi rationally as if she were an outsider.

She will take it seriously. If it's suitable, she will continue. If it's not suitable, she'll take it two times.

She has seen a lot of fast-food love, and she is also open to it.

After sending her home, she didn't see Xing Zhi again for nearly half a month.

But of course he won't allow himself to be so nonexistent, with occasional text messages and phone calls, and even video calls a few times.

Zhao Moyan hesitated at first, but she didn't get through until her mobile phone rang several times.

She was wearing a pink white home skirt, and he was the team's training suit. Sweat flowed down her chin into her collar. Zhao Mo Yan looked away and said, "why don't you take a bath first?"

He didn't care, a white teeth smile bright, pure subwoofer hook Zhao Mo Yan some swaying God, "will continue to train, rest for a while."

Zhao Moyan lay on the table, fixed the mobile phone with a bracket, put his chin on his arm and looked at him.

He didn't know when to gather a few sweaty little soldiers behind him. They grinned on their swarthy face and said, "ah, the captain is hiding here. My sister-in-law is driving the video! How are you, sister-in-law

A group of smiley line of a military salute, Zhao Mo Yan blushed, then smile, "hello."

After she called, Xing Zhi immediately looked back at a group of hairy boys behind her, "I think you want to practice more."

For a moment, just grinning, the little soldiers whooshed away.

Zhao Mo Yan bent his eyes and laughed gently, "they are all afraid of you."

Xing Zhi said, "if you don't have this dignity, how can you get on with it?" He lit a cigarette and let the smoke around his fingertips. Zhao Mo Yan didn't hate smoking men, but he didn't like it.

It can only be said that he has no feeling, but the way he smokes makes her heart flutter. The smoke overflows from his lips and teeth. His deep eyebrows and eyes are slightly narrowed. He is a very standard big double eyelid. He has a very masculine appearance. He doesn't take a trace of femininity, and his every move is full of masculinity.

Zhao Moyan lowered his eyebrows and drank water, no longer staring at him.

Without a few words, he had to go to training again. He looked at her pink face with burning eyes, and touched the position of her face on the fingertip mobile phone screen. "Training," he suddenly became a little irritable, "after this month's vacation, it's estimated that he can see you next month."

Zhao Moyan gave a sound. It seemed that he was looking at a child with a bad temper. He chuckled, "it doesn't matter. It happens that I will be very busy this month. When I went to Kyoto, I arranged the schedule of consulting patients back. Now I'm back, and everything is piled up."

Xing Zhi didn't say anything. He finished smoking his last cigarette, twisted it on the ground, picked it up and threw it into the garbage can, "trained."

Zhao Mo Yan looked at him with a smile, "goodbye."

His heart was burning. He looked at her hang up the phone and lowered his head to smile.

Nearly a month, Zhao Moyan and Xing Zhi almost all rely on mobile phones to contact.

Xing Zhi never thought that it would be his turn to compete with those hairy boys for the quota of vacation. Before, he had no feeling about whether to take a vacation or not. Who would discuss with him? He nodded and agreed. Anyway, he had nothing to do on vacation, so he might as well stay in the team.

At the beginning, he let those boys go out on vacation to fall in love, but now everyone is willing to let him, Xing Zhiqi

One foot kicks on the old black who calls most happily, "get out of the way!"

Lao Hei said with a smile, "Captain, I can't help it. My girlfriend, you don't know, she's not obedient. After a period of time without seeing me, she's trying to break up all day. I've finally found a girlfriend. Don't you coax me, captain? You don't know my distress if you don't have a partner..."

Xing Zhi directly kicked in the past again. After that, he turned and left.

Lao Hei looked angrily at his comrades in arms beside him. "You see, I'm angry. If I don't have an object, I don't have an object. What's the matter? Who was not a single dog in those years?"

A little soldier who saw Xing Zhi and Zhao Moyan's video that day slapped Lao Hei on the back of the head, "you boy, the captain's girlfriend is beautiful. The captain didn't want to look for it in those years. Just our captain's temperament, looking for someone who doesn't hold his girlfriend to death. You think he coaxes his girlfriend like you all the time."

Old black is not angry, touched the back of the head, hehe straight smile, "no wonder the captain seems to be complacent this time."

Zhao Mo Yan cleaned the wound of the lower arm for the boy in front of him. The action was gentle and the tone was slow. "You are very cruel to yourself."

The boy is about fifteen or sixteen years old. He hangs his head and doesn't say a word. Occasionally, when the potion touches the wound, he will hiss and Zhao Moyan will hiss

I blew on his wound. "Bear it."

Waiting for the good medicine, she sat on the chair and looked around at the boy who didn't look at her. "How did the injury come from?"

Her tone was flat, without any other emotion, just a simple inquiry. The boy stubbles his neck and doesn't answer. Zhao Moyan is not worried. "A few days ago, Xiaoya came to me and said that you always run out and don't go home these days."

She poured two glasses of warm water, one for herself, and the other for the boy in front of her. "I know you must have a reason, can you tell me?"

She is not urgent, very patient, the boy holding her hand over the warm water, shoulder a counsellor.

Zhao Mo Yan pursed his lips, quietly waiting for his mood to ease, and occasionally took out two paper towels and handed them to him.

The boy is to vent, cry complete individual as if frost beat eggplant general wilt down.

Zhao Moyan patted him on the shoulder.

The boy's name is Minghui. He is not her patient. The reason why he knows her is her compassion.

Ming Hui's father is a gambler. His mother leaves his two children and runs away from home. Ming Hui lives with his seven year old sister. His father not only doesn't subsidize their lives, but sometimes forces Ming Hui to give him money.

Zhao Mo Yan met Ming Hui by chance. At that time, he was like a wounded animal whimpering on the street corner, covering his arm, biting his teeth and wiping his tears.

Zhao Mo Yan walks over, he stares directly, turns around and wants to go.