Mo shangyun stood in front of the window and watched Yan Tianxing get into the car and drive away.

The car was flying with dust.

Soon, it's out of sight.

Mo shangyun exhaled his breath, turned around and turned off the light. Then he put the book back in the drawer and fell on the bed ready to sleep.

Outside, the moonlight is unique, such as the silver light of water on the ground, a wisp of light slanting down from the window, even if the light has been turned off, the room is still bright.

After closing his eyes for five minutes, Mo shangyun, who felt that his brain was becoming more and more clear, suddenly sat up from the bed.

I can't sleep.

The body clearly feels tired and sleepy, but the brain is extremely clear and active. One thing after another, one picture after another, flutters in the mind, one after another, which makes her deviate from sleep more and more far.

Holding his knee, Mo shangyun raised his head slightly and looked out of the window. He saw the bright moon hanging in the night sky and scattered stars. The full moon was extremely round, but far less dazzling than the sun.

After stretching, Mo shangyun grabs his short hair at random. He doesn't even wear slippers. He steps on the wooden floor barefoot.

Open the door and go out, passing the hallway, down the stairs, through the living room, straight to the kitchen.

A minute later, Mo shangyun stood in front of the refrigerator, staring at the pile of beer in a daze.

No matter who bought it, it's home stuff anyway.

He took a few cans of beer and stuffed it in his arms. Mo shangyun closed the door of the refrigerator and went upstairs quietly.

When she was wearing slippers, even her feet would inevitably sound, but once she was barefoot, she would come and go freely, and the voice was as light as a cat running in the dark night.

But when she arrived at the door of her bedroom, she suddenly heard the sound of the next door being opened.

She pushed the door next door.

The frost on the ink obviously also saw her, standing in place, twisting eyebrows to look at her.

The two were silent.

After a moment, the ink frost finally said, "is he gone?"

"Well."

Mo Shang Yun responded.

"Then why haven't you slept?" asked Mo shangshuang

"At once."

With that, Mo shangyun wanted to go to the bedroom.

"Wait a minute."

Mo shangshuang stopped her, and her eyes fell on the cans of beer in her arms.

“……” Mo shangyun glanced at him.

Mo shangshuang said, "give me two."

“……”

*

ten minutes later, Mo shangyun sat cross legged on the floor with her back against the wall. She drank a tin of beer with her head up and put the empty bottle aside.

There is no bookcase and desk in Mo shangshuang's room, which is much more open than that of Mo shangyun. He lies on the ground with his hands and feet open.

You can't take the cream out of the restaurant.

What a drunkard.

Moreover, Mo shangyun's face did not show a trace of drunkenness.

For so many years, he did not find that Mo shangyun's drinking capacity was so good.

"What's the matter with you?"

The third bottle of wine to pull off the ring, Mo shangyun raised his eyes to see the coming Mo shangshuang, curiously asked.

"It's OK."

Sit down in front of her, ink frost will be under the wine dishes one by one.

Peanuts are indispensable, and there are two pickles.

Mo shangyun said strangely: "when you are old, will you have insomnia if you are old?"

The frost eyebrows on the ink immediately wrinkled, "who is old?"

He is two years younger than Yan Tianxing.

"Well, old?" Mo shangyun pondered and changed his view.

“……”

Mo shangshuang wisely did not argue with her again.

"What's the matter with you?" Asked frost on the ink.

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night. I ran to the kitchen and didn't look for food, but I brought back so many beer.

Have a good drink?

"I'm not comfortable without training." Mo shangyun is talking nonsense, but his face is full of sincerity.

I don't know. Maybe I'll take it seriously.

Ink frost then said: "no training soldiers, all uncomfortable."

"Brother

Mo shangyun called him heavily.

Mo shangshuang opened a can of beer and looked at her.

"Don't be spoiled by Yan Tianxing. You are a serious man."

Mo Shang Yun said slowly, and then raised a can of beer towards the ink frost.

He picked up the beer that had just been opened and touched her.

Two people look up to drink, in a blink of an eye, actually all of a tin to drink.

The two looked at each other, put the empty can aside, and picked up a tin of new.

They talked, drank and ate.In memory, Mo shangyun has never had such interaction with Mo shangshuang.

The impression of Mo shangshuang is always serious and serious, because she is a few years older than her, and her "brother" is full of appearance. Mo shangyun only regards him as his brother and never comes to be a friend.

But tonight, because of their coincidental insomnia, they got together to solve more than half a box of beer.

They talked a lot about trivial things that they would forget when they finished talking about the past and relatives, but they all tacitly avoided those sensitive issues, and no one was upset.

Mo shangshuang knows that Mo Cang has come to her, and will guess that what they mentioned was four years ago.

Mo shangyun also heard something about Mo shangshuang and his fiancee at Mo Yi's banquet.

But they said nothing.

The night was long and short, and it seemed that a lot of things had happened, but Mo shangyun felt that it was dawn in a twinkling of an eye.

After the dawn, the dark night, also gradually faded color.

The morning wind is very cool, blowing in from the open window, blowing through the arm skin, cool, in such a summer, bring rare comfort.

He took advantage of the last two minutes to clean up the mess and occupied the bed of Mo shangshuang.

Mat!

Summer quilt!

That's what summer should have!

As soon as Mo shangshuang was ready, he didn't hear Mo shangyun's movement. When he got up and looked at him, he was surprised to find that Mo shangyun was already lying on his bed, lying on his side, and his upper body was covered with thin, thin legs in jeans.

After drinking a little too much, Mo shangshuang raised his hand and rubbed his temple. He reminded Mo shangyun: "your room is next door."

Mo shangyun was very sleepy. Hearing the voice, he murmured with emotion: "you should really see how thick the winter quilt is in my room."

She swore that the reason why she couldn't sleep had something to do with the bed quilt.

Well.

The frost on the ink was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted to it. He could not help feeling guilty. He said: Your room has air conditioning. "

“…… Save resources. "

Mo Shang Yun returned a few words to him, and did not mean to get up at all.

The frost on the ink pinches the eyebrow heart with headache.

For the sake of not considering the winter quilt Ink frost did not say a word more, carrying two bags of garbage quietly out of his room.

CEN always wakes up at six o'clock.

He can sleep on the sofa in the living room for an hour before he gets up.

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