The composition of Si Sheng's photos is still in a mess.

It's a street, lots of people, messy, everything.

However, just at a glance, Mo shangyun ignored the composition and a lot of pedestrian debris, and fell on the man who did not even turn back.

Wearing a wide brim hat, a black windbreaker, only half Zhang Junlang's side face. Sharp eyes, hidden at any time outside the murderous gas, arc right lip line, slightly tight.

In the picture, it is clearly the most easily overlooked corner, because he stands there, but extremely conspicuous.

Should be particularly familiar with the face, now fell into the eye, but inexplicably strange. Mo shangyun thought about it carefully, then he suddenly thought of some memories, but soon, it gradually sank down.

After two seconds, Mo shangyun's pupil shrank. Even though her expression was still calm, her turbulent mood and trembling fingers completely exposed her mood at the moment.

At this time, cen has already poured a cup of boiled water. She picked up the cup and just wanted to drink it. She caught sight of Mo shangyun standing on the side and simply handed over the cup in her hand.

"Drink?" CEN asked.

Mo shangyun tightly grasped the photo, and then his hand dropped down.

She lowered her eyelids and looked straight at Cen.

"Is there any trace of him?" Mo shangyun asked word for word, his voice had no emotion.

CEN Hui will take back his hand, slowly drink saliva, just answer: "no, just a photo."

Such questions of Mo shangyun have confirmed her conjecture -

[that person, indeed, has always been with Mo shangyun. There has been no trace of it since the events three years ago. ]

what happened three years ago, even if it was her, Mo Cang was silent.

Said it was confidential.

She didn't understand the soldiers who stuck to the rules, but she had no interest in asking questions.

Only three years ago, in an undisclosed operation, three masters who grew up with him died. After three months in hospital, Mo Cang didn't know what he was up to. Even Mo shangyun, who was injured and hospitalized, didn't even look at him.

Even she was waiting for all the dust to fall to the ground, almost when Mo shangyun was discharged from hospital. And the so-called thing, by Mo Cang under the death order, all the people who know all selectively forget.

Including Mo shangyun.

It has been almost three years since the incident. Mo shangyun has been at home for no more than a month.

Inadvertently, I found the photo at Sisheng's and guessed that it had something to do with the man. In addition, he got two sneaky and familiar tattoos, so Cen brought Mo shangyun here.

After half a ring, Mo shangyun gave a faint "Oh" and then asked, "who else is there?"

"Nothing else?"

Put the water cup back on the table, cen she looked up.

"Well," Mo shangyun thought for a while and said, "no more."

"Ask." Hands on the table, cen she gently tapped with his fingers, "how about me and your father?"

Mo shangyun hesitated and asked, "how are you and my dad?"

"Good." CEN's answer was extremely cold.

Mo shangyun said:

Just don't talk.

A moment later, cen she reminded: "ask something else."

Ink on the corner of Yun mouth a draw, the strength of the finger almost crushed the photo, but still kindly asked: "how is my brother?"

"No problem."

"And grandfather?"

"Good."

"Where are your grandparents?"

"One."

"Uncle?" The more he asked, the more he dealt with it.

CEN she waved his hand, "OK, all right."

Mo Shang Yun is staring at her tightly, "can you see people?"

CEN she directly ignored her words and asked, "how are you doing as a drillmaster?"

"Not bad."

Seeing Mo shangyun's indifferent manner, cen continued: "Chen Lu said you helped last time."

“…… Well. " Mo shangyun answered perfunctorily.

Although I didn't expect Cen she could ask Chen Lu about her, but In front of this picture, these are small things.

"Mo Shang Yun." CEN quickly called her.

"Well?"

Mo shangyun responded.

CEN she put his hand down and said lazily to her: "call mother."

Mingming is the most normal address, but to her mouth, that gesture, born with the underworld elder sister let people call her aunt, with the flavor of publicity and coercion.

However, Mo Shang Yun, who was absent-minded, was stunned for a moment. She carefully looked at Cen's face which had not been touched by the years, and thought that it was as if Cen had always been like this in memory.

After a long time, she opened her mouth and whispered, "Mom."

"It's too stiff." CEN Shen frowned discontentedly.

“……”Mo Shang Yun slightly pursed his lips and did not answer.

In the phone can also call a little friendly, but really in front of, how to shout all feel uncomfortable.

In college, she spent more time with her tutors than with her family members; she spent most of her middle school time with several masters; what impressed her most in primary school was the stern grandfather Cen and her seemingly endless basic skills.

In the past, there is basically no memory.

When she was distracted, she suddenly heard two words, "come here."

After a pause, Mo shangyun took two steps in the direction of Cen.

CEN Shen stood up.

Mo shangyun is almost as tall as Cen Bi. When they stand face to face, their sight is even.

However, Mo shangyun pressed the brim of his hat so low that it covered his eyebrows and eyes. When he was together, cen Shen could not see the expression of Mo shangyun.

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