Chapter 821

At night, at nine.

It's getting dark and it's raining cats and dogs.

Next to the road, under the eaves of abandoned buildings, two people sat.

Mo shangyun held a box of cigarettes bought in a convenience store. The cigarette box was not torn open and played with it. In the other hand, a lighter was held in the other hand. With her occasional movements, the fire suddenly jumped out, but soon went out.

Liang Zhiqiong sat beside her in silence. The water splashed on her white face was a little dirty. However, she did not wipe it. She just held her knee and looked at Mo shangyun who was silent.

Liang Zhiqiong's thoughts are somewhat complicated.

The battle was over at ten past eight.

Zheng Village, where the robbers with bombs jumped out of the building, died on the spot.

Shen Qing was taken to the hospital by ambulance.

Liang Zhiqiong, who has been involved in it, has no sense of reality until now. It seems like a dream. She sees things happen like this, and there is no room for resistance from the beginning to the end.

Before the action, those who were still comforting them and smiling with them in good faith would lie on the ground, motionless after the operation.

Liang Zhiqiong only looked at it.

And, at that glance, she can't stop her scalp tingling in retrospect.

If there is no Zheng Village's last move, lying still, will be all present at that time.

Including her.

Liang Zhiqiong breathed deeply.

Three minutes after the event, Zheng Su and Xiao Yi arrived. Xiao Yi followed Shen Qing into the ambulance. Zheng Su kept crying. When he saw Mo shangyun, he subconsciously wanted to rush up, but was stopped.

Mo shangyun stood for a minute, said hello to people and left.

After leaving, Mo shangyun has been sitting here in addition to buying a pack of cigarettes on the road.

Liang Zhiqiong did not know what to do, so she accompanied her all the way.

Finally, Mo shangyun pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

The smoke was shining with the light of stars. The white smoke curled up and twined with the fog of rain. The sight under the eaves became hazy.

Liang Zhiqiong looked at Mo shangyun's familiar smoking action, and a subconscious thought flashed in her mind - "this is not the first time Mo shangyun smokes.".

But what's the point?

Liang Zhiqiong takes back her sight and looks forward.

This street, no one passing by, the edge of the city desolate bleak scene, a little unimaginable.

There are street lamps on the road, but many of them are broken. The nearest one is 10 meters away, and the light is dim. Under the cover of the heavy rain curtain, the light is even darker.

Liang Zhiqiong hugged her knee tightly, and felt that she could not stop getting cold from head to foot. Her clothes were all wet by the rain. The wet cloth was clinging to her skin. The cold air went through her pores, as if she could get into the bone. Every once in a while, Liang Zhiqiong would shake unconsciously.

She took the time to look at Mo shangyun. In the weak light, the rain fell from the eaves of the house with the cold wind blowing on him. Under the brim of the hat, the hair was dripping wet. A white Long Sleeve T-shirt was also wet. She dropped the black coat on the ground and put it with her backpack.

Her brow was covered by a hat, and her eyebrows and expressions could not be seen clearly. The curling white smoke covered her whole body.

Liang Zhiqiong bit her lip gently.

At this time, Mo shangyun's mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, continuously shaking - it was the telephone.

Mo shangyun put out the cigarette end, threw it on the ground, and then took out the mobile phone.

It's Yan Tianxing.

She looked at it, didn't pick it up, just pinched it.

Then, shut down.

She left her cell phone on her backpack.

She took out another cigarette and lit it.

"Mo Shang Yun, what are you thinking?" Liang Zhiqiong finally couldn't help asking.

Hearing the sound, Mo shangyun slightly tilted his head and looked at her.

Liang Zhiqiong saw Mo shangyun's eyes, long and beautiful Phoenix eyes, as always dark and bright, but mixed with a little blood, her expression revealed the meaning of fatigue.

Mo shangyun quickly took back his sight, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrow. His bent right leg stretched forward, crossed several steps, and directly put it outside the eaves, letting the rain drip on it.

She leaned back against the closed door.

"Am I a year younger than you?"

With his right hand on the back of his head, Mo shangyun looked up at the dark night sky half covered by the eaves. His voice was faint, without any emotion.

She seems to be a simple question.

“…… Well. " Liang Zhiqiong answered, "are you thinking about this?"

His eyes moved, and Mo shangyun looked at her again.

With her line of sight, Liang Zhiqiong's subconscious mind is tight.

"I'm thinking," Mo shangyun looked up at the sky with a pause. After a long time, Liang Zhiqiong could only hear the sound of the rain, then she could hear her soft voice falling to the bottom of her ears. "Why, heroes can't live a good life, good people will die a long time, and bad people will die happily. Some people just because of bad luck will have to suffer from disaster, and those who have not done wrong should be Other people's mistakes, lost loved ones. We hope that we can save everything. As a result, we can only watch ourselves saved; we hope that there will be less bad things, and as a result, only worse things will happen; we hope that right and wrong can be clearly distinguished, and as a result, we will be confused. You say, why Well? "With a slight nasal sound, Mo shangyun turned his head slightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion. Liang Zhiqiong feels that Mo shangyun's mood is not right. In a trance, she sees a flash of light from the bottom of Mo shangyun's eyes, which is extremely dazzling.

Liang Zhiqiong lowered her eyelids and buried her head in her knees. Somehow, she wanted to cry.

"I don't know."

For a long time, Liang Zhiqiong murmured.

It suddenly occurred to her that her former self was ambitious and believed that everything could be done through hard work, but nothing was accomplished.

it suddenly occurred to her that her former self believed that a thing was either black or white, but as time went on and more things happened, she found that there was a gray zone between black and white.

she suddenly thought that her former self had also insisted on being kind and defeated Evil, justice conquers evil, but reality is often ferocious

There are so many things that can't be done.

The truth is, most of the time, there's nothing they can do about it.

As a result, a lot of persistent ideas become self righteous, like wishful thinking.

She thought of Zheng Cun. When she was downstairs, she heard that his wife had also buried the hands of gangsters. She thought of Zheng Su, and when she saw Zheng Su, who was holding Zheng Cun in despair and crying bitterly, she realized that she should apologize - she had no position to blame Zheng Su, because Zheng Su had indeed lost her father; she thought of Shen Qing, the beautiful girl who had no strength to bind a chicken, might have been carrying a little bit The bad mentality just got on Zheng Su's car, as a result, she encountered the most cruel revenge.

Mo shangyun slowly smoked a cigarette.

Then, she sat up, took her mobile phone, coat, backpack and got up from the ground.

Hearing the movement on her side, Liang Zhiqiong raised her head and looked up at the upright Mo shangyun.

"Let's go." Mo shangyun's voice is a little hoarse.

"To where?"

Liang Zhiqiong asked subconsciously, speaking softly.

With her coat on her shoulder, Mo shangyun went down the steps and stopped when she came to the rain. She turned and looked at Liang Zhiqiong, whose eyes had been falling on her.

"Hospitals."

Mo shangyun replied.

*

Central Hospital.

When Mo shangyun and Liang Zhiqiong arrived, it was 11:00 p.m.

It's still raining, and it's getting worse.

Mo shangyun and Liang Zhiqiong, who had just dried their clothes, got down from the taxi until the hospital building, and were drenched in the rain again.

Shen Qinggang came out of the emergency room and was taken to the ward.

Mo Shang Yun inquired about the next information and asked Liang Zhiqiong to stay below and went to Shen Qing's ward.

However, she did not enter the ward.

She met Xiao Yi in the corridor.

Xiao Yi is sitting on the bench, bending over, holding his head in both hands, and his coat is open. He looks a little depressed and tired.

Mo shangyun took a look and went straight to him.

As soon as he stood still, Xiao Yi lowered his hand and raised his head.

See Mo Shang Yun, Xiao Yi Leng for a moment, then slow down the serious, cold eyebrows, he indifferently said hello, "it's you."

"How is she?"

Mo shangyun looked at the closed door of the ward.

"Just..." Xiao Yidun, in a low voice, "that way."

They all know what happened.

The animals

Xiao Yi clenched his fist tightly.

After a moment, his hand was released and he asked, "I heard that one of them escaped?"

"Well."

Mo Shang Yun lowered his eyelids and answered in a low voice.

One of them ran away and took down the iron railings of the window. The one who escaped should have planned his route in advance, so he escaped very quickly. The special police team let him run when he was half way behind.

When she left, she heard an order to check the surveillance, but she should not have caught it.

Xiao Yi is silent.

He didn't know what to say.

In this matter, he can only resent Zheng Su, but he heard that Zheng Su's father, Zheng Cun, died with the robbers.

As a result, Shen Qing was lucky to be back alive.

Mo shangyun stood quietly, half ring, she said softly: "Zheng Su let Shen Qing get on the bus, it should be related to me."

"What?"

Xiao Yi's eyes flashed, and he was surprised.

Mo shangyun said about being photographed by Zheng Su the night Shen Qing committed suicide.

It was at that time that Zheng Su began to pay attention to Shen Qing.

Without Mo shangyun, Zheng Su would not let Shen Qing get on the bus even if he was familiar with Shen Qing. According to Mo shangyun's understanding of Zheng Su, Zheng Su, on the one hand, is helping by the way; on the other hand, he wants to collect some information related to Mo shangyun from Shen Qing.

Mo shangyun said his guess.

"So," Xiao Yi looked up, his eyes red at Mo shangyun, trying to hide the excitement, "do you want Shen Qing to hate you?"

Pause two seconds, Mo shangyun calm way: "you say so to her is."With that, she turned to go.

"Mo Shang Yun!"

Xiao Yi gets up, tone aggravates, call her.

The nurse who walked by looked at Xiao Yi with a warning and was ignored by Xiao Yi.

The nurse left with a bad face.

Mo shangyun stops his pace, slightly turns over his body and looks at Xiao Yi.

"You know Shen Qing, she will hate Zheng Su, absolutely. In fact, without Zheng Su, she would not have encountered these things. Although she also knew that Zheng Su had no malice. But you don't have to. You pity Zheng su. Of course, she is very poor, but you have nothing to do with this matter. Zheng Su hates you. Shen Qing has no reason to turn his hatred to you. " Xiao Yi took a deep breath and said, "Mo shangyun, you saved Shen Qing twice. You are her savior."

Mo Shang Yun was stunned for a moment.

Then she said, "let her judge for herself."

With his left hand in his trouser pocket and his right hand with his coat collar on his shoulder, Mo shangyun turned away.

Xiao Yi looks at Mo shangyun leaving speechlessly.

His eyes widened slightly, and his chest was boiling hot. I didn't know whether it was anger or something else.

After a long while, he let out a breath.

He suddenly admired Mo shangyun.

Is it true that all leaders like to put all things on themselves.

Young, I feel that I can do anything, so I can take on everything.

Without Mo shangyun's phone call, Shen Qing would be even worse.

Without Mo shangyun's participation, Shen Qing and Zheng Cun might die.

However, Mo shangyun bears Zheng Su's hatred and Shen Qing's anger.

Because Can't she do more by herself?

Xiao Yi's thoughts are a little confused.

He sat back on the bench, bowed his head and thought impatiently.

*

after leaving Xiao Yi, Mo shangyun went downstairs to find Liang Zhiqiong after finding out about Shen Qing.

"How's it going?"

As soon as he saw Mo shangyun, Liang Zhiqiong, who had been anxious to turn around in situ, ran over.

"Not so much."

Mo shangyun gave Liang Zhiqiong a helpless look.

To be honest, it's miserable.

However, even if Shen Qing's injuries were repeated one by one, Mo shangyun could not do it.

It's too bad to say.

Liang Zhiqiong seemed to be able to guess something and lowered her head in disappointment.

"Let's go." Mo Shang Yun Road.

"To where?"

Liang Zhiqiong keeps up with Mo shangyun.

Mo shangyun looked at her, "hotel."

"I," Liang Zhiqiong suddenly stopped and blinked, "no ID card."

It can be said that she just came out to play. She didn't bring anything, she brought a mobile phone.

Mo Shang Yun pressed the eyebrow heart with headache, and said in a weak voice, "I know."

Seeing that Mo shangyun didn't react much, Liang Zhiqiong looked at her back suspiciously, and finally decided to keep up with Mo shangyun.

Qiong got on a car outside the hotel and got into the car with Liang yunmo.

In normal times, Liang Zhiqiong is sure to marvel at the incident that "Mo shangyun is such a local tyrant". But what happened tonight is that people can't lift their spirits. She just gave Mo shangyun a symbolic look and fell on the back seat.

She collapsed feebly, but her brain was so clear that she couldn't lift any strength, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

It was so cold that her cell phone vibrated.

Take out the mobile phone, see is Peng Yu Qiu's information, she was stunned for a moment, finger point, into the information.

Peng Yuqiu asked where she was.

Liang Zhiqiong looked at it, quit the message, and turned off her mobile phone. Only when she realized that her mood was extremely calm - almost numb.

After a while, she looked at the side of Mo shangyun, "is it OK if your mobile phone doesn't turn on?"

It seems that Mo shangyun is still taking military training. There should be many people looking for her.

"Well."

Mo Shang Yun light answer, eyelids did not lift.

Liang Zhiqiong said "Oh" and did not speak again.

She said it's ok if it's OK.

Anyway, I don't want to say anything.

Obviously, it was much easier than training in the army, but she felt so tired that she seemed to have used up all her strength and could not squeeze out any extra.

She didn't even dare to close her eyes.

As soon as I close my eyes, Zheng Cun's amiable face appears in my mind. In a twinkling of an eye, the scene of Zheng Cun lying on the ground is lifeless, which makes people's scalp numb.

It's not that I have never seen such a scene.

After the last fight with Mo shangyun, for several consecutive days, she would dream of the man named Lu Yang and those dead people.It was Lu Yang who was alive to save her.

She comforted herself that she had done a good deed and saved Lu Yang, so she recovered slowly.

But What about this time?

Liang Zhiqiong looked out of the window.

The quiet city night scene, the passers-by walking under the rain curtain, and the vehicles passing by from the side lane, all made her have a deep sense of strangeness.

It seems that these things which can be seen everywhere are too far away from her at this moment.

A window separates two worlds.

In this world, there is the darkness and coldness that cannot be changed.

*

at 12 o'clock, the taxi arrives at Yuntian hotel.

Mo shangyun gives money and gets off with Liang Zhiqiong.

Originally did not want to come here, but Mo shangyun also did not bring ID card, can only live with Liang Zhiqiong in a room without money.

Without the check-in procedure that Liang Zhiqiong thought, Mo shangyun directly took Liang Zhiqiong into the hotel elevator.

Liang Zhiqiong is full of doubts, and finally sees Mo shangyun take out a room card, and gradually understand what.

"How long did you order it?"

Follow Mo shangyun into the suite, Liang Zhiqiong did not resist, asked.

"I don't know. It was given."

Mo shangyun glanced at her, threw the card into the slot, and then turned on the light.

Liang Zhiqiong walked into the living room and murmured in an undisguised voice: "you won't be taken care of, will you?"

The corner of her mouth slightly puffed, and Mo shangyun smashed her coat on her head.

Liang Zhiqiong pulled the coat, swept the suite around, saw Mo shangyun into the bedroom, then followed up.

Mo shangyun is searching for something in the closet.

Liang Zhiqiong approached curiously and found a large wardrobe full of all kinds of clothes, not only for women, but also for men.

Subconsciously, she thought that Mo shangyun was a transvestite, but Liang Zhiqiong looked at the model of the dress and estimated that the dress was at least two yards larger than that of Mo shangyun, so she was lost in the spot.

Mo shangyun found out two sets of clothes and gave one of them to Liang Zhiqiong.

I bought a lot of loose clothes last time, which is just enough for Liang Zhiqiong, who is a little taller than her.

"Are you really in foster care?"

Leng bar Ji ground to take over clothes, Liang Zhiqiong incredibly toward Mo Shang Yun asked.

Mo shangyun gave her a cold look and gave her a new bathrobe.

Seeing Mo shangyun going out of the bedroom, Liang Zhiqiong quickly stopped her, "do you have an object? Who is the man? "

"Yan Tianxing."

See her indomitable appearance, Mo Shang Yun helpless tunnel.

“……” Liang Zhiqiong was in place for three seconds, and finally nodded, "no wonder."

As early as in March, I found that Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing were getting tired of each other. It's no surprise that they are together now.

That is to say, the fact that Mo shangyun took off the single step earlier made Liang Zhiqiong feel a little sad

"Have you lived together?"

Liang Zhiqiong chased after Mo shangyun.

“……”

"Is it the last step?"

“……”

"What do you think of falling in love with Lord Yan?"

“……”

"Do you have any plans to get married?"

“……”

Mo shangyun came to the bathroom door and stood still.

Liang Zhiqiong, who was following her, almost hit the bathroom door.

"I don't have the habit of bathing with people." Mo Shang Yun said lightly.

“……”

Liang Zhiqiong stepped back in silence.

Mo shangyun opens the door, enters the bathroom and closes the door.

Three movements in one go.

Holding a pile of clothes, Liang Zhiqiong looked up at the ceiling.

All right.

Mo shangyun is not here. What should she do?

*

Mo shangyun took a shower and came out.

She changed into a clean casual dress.

"I'm going to a tour." As soon as Mo shangyun came out of the bathroom, he said to Liang Zhiqiong, who was in a daze on the sofa, "I'll send you some supper and ginger soup later."

Liang Zhiqiong has already had symptoms of a cold, but she didn't notice it herself.

"And me?"

Liang Zhiqiong raised her head. In a trance, she only heard the words in front of Mo shangyun, but ignored those in the back.

Mo shangyun said, "someone will look for you tomorrow."

Turning around, Liang Zhiqiong put her hands on the sofa with her chin on her hand. She looked at Mo shangyun eagerly and said, "Mo shangyun, we are friends of life and death."

“…… Well. "

Liang Zhiqiong quipped, "can't you sleep with me all night?"

"Turn on the light when you can't sleep," Mo shangyun found out a pair of sports shoes and put them on. If you can't, you can turn on the TV and make a phone call"Mo Shang Yun -" Liang Zhiqiong refused to let go.

"I'll be back with you when I'm done." Mo shangyun interrupts her.

"Good." Liang Zhiqiong finally said, "come back early."

"Well."

Mo shangyun put on his shoes and went out.

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