Chapter 7 Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven The new issue of "Beautiful Colors" has been released. The young man with a smug smile on the cover is a rookie in the field of architecture. In the past two years, he has won many awards in international design exhibitions, and his reputation is growing. "It's a pity, it's just not handsome enough." Xiaohong commented with infinite regret. "That Lawyer He is handsome, but it's a pity that no one can interview him." Ah Mei said loudly. "Amei, don't say that." Xiaohong couldn't stand her sharpness, "Yijing has tried her best."

Mo Sheng happened to walk up to them, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but look at Tao Yijing. She was sitting on her desk, writing a copy quietly with her head down, ignoring others. Mo Sheng suddenly felt guilty and guilty. "Asheng, Asheng." Xiaohong suddenly thought of something, and shook her arm obsequiously, "We're friends, you won't help me with a little favor, right?" Mo Sheng immediately had an ominous premonition, and asked cautiously: "Xiao Hong, you and that surgeon, uh... have a problem?" Otherwise, why would you go on a blind date again.

"Damn it! Where are you thinking!" Xiao Hong yelled, holding her face in her hands, looking so sweet now, "It's this one!" She took out an exaggeratedly large piece of paper out of nowhere , shaking away in front of her with a bang, "Did you see clearly?" Clear, also dizzy.On the top of the paper was written "Purchasing List" in big characters, and below it were densely listed various brands of clothes, shoes, cosmetics... and digital cameras? There are so many varieties, Mo Sheng is dazzled. "Xiaohong, are prices going to rise recently?" This is simply a "buying list"!

"Hey, didn't you decide to go to Hong Kong with Sister Chen? Don't change the subject. In a word, say, take it or not?" The news spread really fast, Mo Sheng sighed: "What's the benefit?" After get off work, Xiaohong's Dr. Cheng treats guests to dinner. At the dinner table, Xiaohong keeps reminding her: "A Sheng, do you know what it means to eat people with short mouths?" Mo Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you get things to get 'soft hands'. But, Xiao Hong..." Mo Sheng leaned close to her ear, and said quietly, "Don't you want to maintain your ladylike image? "

oops!She forgot again!Reflexively, Xiaohong sat up straight, put away her debt-collecting face, and smiled with a perfect arc.Mo Sheng saw the smile flickering in the eyes of that elegant Dr. Cheng, he clearly noticed it long ago and enjoyed it. Can't help but also smile, Xiaohong bid farewell to the past after all. After dinner, I went home alone, and when I got on the bus, I realized that I had taken the wrong bus. This bus was going to where she used to live, so I hurriedly got off at the next stop and looked at my watch. It didn’t arrive at seven o’clock, so I wasn’t in a hurry and went back.

After shopping in the supermarket for a long time, I arrived home after nine o'clock. When I opened the door, the room was empty. Walking into the kitchen, he took out everything in the bag, monosodium glutamate, salad oil, salt, soy sauce...there was nothing in the kitchen, what did Yi Chen usually eat? There are still some clothes in the bedroom that have not been packed.Opening the closet, Yi Chen's suit shirts were neatly hung inside, monotonous and deserted.He seemed to prefer gray tones, Mo Sheng hung her clothes beside him, then looked at him foolishly, and suddenly wanted to smile.

But heartache. Yi Chen... Yi Chen. Lie on the bed with your shoes off.She has been sleeping in the guest room for the past two days, but now she suddenly doesn't want to leave.An inexplicable feeling that I can't explain clearly flooded my chest, perhaps because of tomorrow. Tomorrow, Friday, Yi Chen will be back. She fell asleep without taking off her clothes in a daze. After an unknown period of time, she seemed to hear the sound of someone walking in a half-dream. She turned over and woke up after a long time. The room was completely dark. It was already dawn when I woke up again, I lifted the quilt and got up... quilt?Mo Sheng was stunned for a moment, um, probably she pulled it over to cover it when it was cold at night.

She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. In the mirror, her hair was a bit long, and it kept falling on her eyes. She needed to find a time to cut it.Taking the good things out, when the door opened, I froze. Yi Chen, dressed in a neat suit, stood outside the door with a key in his hand, as if he was about to open the door. Chapter Seven Mo Sheng opened her eyes wide and looked at the person in front of her: "Yi Chen?" Why is he here, didn't he say he came back at night? "En." Yi Chen put away the key, answered hastily, and walked into the guest room after her.

After a while, he came out with an extra document in his hand. Seeing her still standing at the door, he frowned heroically. "Aren't you going to work?" "Uh, let's go." For some reason, Mo Sheng felt a little cramped.It was the first time that they truly realized that their relationship was different, and it would be like this in the future. Every morning, he was the first to see... "I'll take you there." Mo Sheng followed him into the elevator. "No need, I'll just go by myself." The office and the magazine, one south and one north.

Yi Chen pressed the button of the parking lot on the first basement floor, and said flatly, "I'm going to the District X Court, and I happened to be on my way." "Oh, that's good." It turned out to be like this. In the car, Mo Sheng thought of asking him: "You... came back last night?" Otherwise, why would there be documents left in the guest room. "Yes." Yi Chen answered briefly, focusing all his attention on the road conditions. Mo Sheng pursed her lips: "When...why didn't you call me?" "It's past eleven o'clock." He replied a little impatiently, and then said after a pause, "It's not necessary."

Mo Sheng's eyes dimmed slightly, and she turned to the world outside the car window.It's the rush hour for going to work now, and the traffic jam is a mess... Do they want to continue to be blocked like this? "Yi Chen, if you are in District X at noon, can we have dinner together?" Yi Chen suddenly moved and turned his head. Mo Sheng was looking out of the window with a soft voice, who was he talking to? He turned his gaze back, and said in an indifferent voice, "I shouldn't be here at noon." In fact, neither was there in the morning. "Yi Chen?" Old Yuan Yuan's big eyes blinked at the person who opened the door and walked into the office, and the schoolgirl wiped her eyes again and again, "Is there something wrong with my eyes, hallucinations? " "I think it's not just the eyes that are the problem." Yi Chen glanced at him and walked into the office. The big guy followed him in and sat down: "You were still in Guangzhou when I contacted you at 7 o'clock yesterday afternoon, why are you back now?" "I was at the airport at that time." Yi Chen sat down and opened the file and said. "Is everything done?" "almost." He said there was almost no problem at all.Lao Yuan sometimes had to admire this junior. The Guangzhou matter had to be resolved within a week. It was too tight, but now he was able to finish it a day earlier. I really don’t know how he did it! "I got home late yesterday, didn't you? Why are you in such a hurry? It's not too late for you to come back today." Lao Yuan muttered, "If I didn't know that you are a loner like me, I would suspect that you came back to accompany your wife in a hurry .” Chapter Seven The pen, which was writing at a constant speed on the document, stopped abruptly, drawing heavy marks on the paper. Yi Chen looked up from the document, and unceremoniously issued an order to evict the guests: "Old Yuan, if I remember correctly, you will appear in court this morning." Mei Ting saw Yi Chen coming out of the conference room, and immediately handed him the documents in her hand: "Lawyer He, I've already printed out the documents you asked for." "And this is the invitation letter for the centennial celebration of C University. It was sent together with lawyer Xiang Yuan and the others. I brought it here for you alone." "Thank you." Yi Chen took it with a nod, and opened the exquisite invitation letter printed with the iconic building of C University, which said the Centennial Anniversary of C University on November 15th. Mei Ting looked up at the clock on the wall, it was five forty. "Lawyer He, if there is nothing else, I will leave work." "It's okay, you can go." "Then I'll go first." Mei Ting packed her things and suddenly remembered, "Lawyer He, your cell phone rang several times just now." I didn't bring my mobile phone with me when I met the client, and there were two missed calls in it.One call was from another party, Yi Chen immediately called back, talked for a few minutes, and hung up.And one more...finger pressing the green button. The other party picked it up immediately. "Yi Chen." "What's the matter?" His voice was a little cold again. "Hmm." The other party seemed to be hindered by his indifference, and he paused before saying, "Yi Chen, I can't find my key." She was waiting for him across the road, with her bag on her shoulders and a sweater with a large collar, she counted the checks on the ground with her head down. red light.He stopped and looked at her from afar. A lot of things haven't changed.She still likes to wear sweaters, and she still dresses like a student in her twenties.When she was waiting for someone, she still liked to count the bricks on the ground while waiting. At that time he always made her wait. Once she got angry at him after waiting for a long time: "I counted to nine hundred and ninety-nine, and you came here! Next time, if you let me count to one thousand, I will ignore you again!" As a result, once again, he was temporarily arrested by the department for a meeting. After the lengthy meeting was finally over, he ran away, but she was still there. This time, she lost her temper and just looked at him wrongedly and said: Chen, I have already counted several nine hundred and ninety-nine." And in the past seven years, how many times has he reached nine hundred and ninety-nine? It's not that I never thought about giving up, but I still couldn't count to one thousand. Walking through the sidewalk in a hurry, a chubby foreigner appeared out of nowhere next to Mo Sheng, and was talking about something with a smile.Yi Chen slowed down, approached slowly, and vaguely heard the foreigner say: "...yourspokenEnglish isperfect." "Thanks, I've been there for seven years." Very fluent English came out of her mouth without thinking at all, as natural as a mother tongue, Yi Chen unconsciously shook the hand in his pocket. It happened that she turned her head and saw him, smiled at him, and said to the foreigner: "My husband is discoming, maybe he knows show to go there." They asked him again: "Yi Chen, do you know how to get to XX Road?" He nodded and told the foreigner directly, and the fat foreigner walked away thanking him repeatedly. There were only the two of them left, Mo Sheng suddenly hesitated, she didn't know what to say to him, so Yi Chen asked, "Where's your key?" "Uh... it probably fell off." She lowered her head uncomfortably, not looking into his eyes, "otherwise... it just didn't come out in the morning." Yi Chen looked at her unnatural expression with keen eyes, and he didn't know what it was like that slowly rose in his heart. If he can't see her guilty conscience, it's a waste of his time in the judiciary. If Miss Zhao commits a crime in the future, it's better to keep silent, otherwise she will definitely reveal her true nature in a few words. "Let's go." He suddenly took a step forward, suppressing the secretly rippling mood in his heart, which was caused by her little thoughts and the ripples caused by her sentence "Myhusband". "Where are you going?" Mo Sheng asked after chasing after him, it wasn't going to his home, um, the direction of their home. "Have a meal." Have a meal?Mo Sheng kept walking and running to catch up with his fast pace: "... Let's go back and eat, shall we? Go to the supermarket to buy vegetables first, it's not too late." When did she learn to cook?And for whom? Chapter Seven Yi Chen shivered, and his voice suddenly dropped ten degrees: "No need." If you don't need it, you don't need it, but... can you stop walking so fast. "Yi Chen, slow down." Mo Sheng panted slightly, her hands naturally grabbed his sleeves, she didn't even realize how intimate such an action was. However, Yi Chen's heart skipped a beat, and when he lowered his head, he saw her white fingers clasping the sleeves of his iron gray suit. Without saying anything, he slowed down. Turning around, I entered a small alley and walked into a very ordinary small restaurant.Mo Sheng looked around the shop curiously, but couldn't see anything special.But having said that, the more inconspicuous the place is, the easier it is for delicious food to appear. It must be good that Yi Chen would bring her here from afar. The boss greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. He, I haven't been here for a long time." Mo Sheng was extremely surprised, he actually spoke the dialect of City Y. "I've been busy recently." Yi Chen also replied in dialect. The boss looked at Mo Sheng curiously: "Mr. He, this lady is your girlfriend? It's the first time I see you bringing a girlfriend here, she's very pretty." Yi Chen smiled: "Where. This is my wife." "Madam? Is Mr. He married?" The boss cried out, exclaimed twice, and then said to Mo Sheng: "Mrs. He, you are so lucky to marry someone like Mr. He. Where is Mrs. He from?" "I'm also from City Y." Mo Sheng could understand, but she couldn't speak the dialect, because her mother was from out of town, so she always spoke Mandarin at home. The boss took out the menu while chatting and gossiping.Yi Chen signaled Mo Sheng to order, Mo Sheng took it and looked it up, and found that the signature dishes of this restaurant were all related to bamboo shoots, sliced ​​chicken with bamboo shoots, shredded pork with fresh bamboo shoots, stir-fried sauerkraut with fresh bamboo shoots... This is not surprising, City Y was already rich in bamboo shoots, and now it's in season again. She loves to eat bamboo shoots, but... don't order them. After a while, I ordered the dishes and handed the list to the boss. The boss looked at it and said reproachfully, "Mrs. He, you are also from City Y, why don't you eat bamboo shoots?" Is it weird not to eat bamboo shoots?Yi Chen wouldn't eat it, when he used to eat together, he always said that the bamboo shoots had a strange taste, no matter how much she lied, she wouldn't even take a bite. "...Mr. He orders it every time he comes." The dishes were served one after another, yet Yi Chen's chopsticks never touched the bamboo shoots. Mo Sheng said shyly, "Why don't you eat? The boss said..." Suddenly he couldn't continue. He ordered every time he came, why? Yi Chen was silent, and opened his mouth for a long time, with a few words: "Great kindness is hard to refuse." She happened to have a piece of bamboo shoots in her mouth, but she could no longer taste the freshness and sweetness, as Yi Chen said, it had a strange taste when she swallowed it. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the boss was speaking Mandarin of Y City, warmly greeting the guests who had just arrived, and bragging loudly about how delicious the signature dishes in the store were. real. It's hard to give up. "Aren't you going back?" Mo Sheng asked hesitantly after coming out of the small restaurant, holding the key Yi Chen gave her. "I'm going to the office, I still have some things to deal with." Yi Chen said flatly. "Oh." The key was tightly held in his hand, "Then when will you come back?" Yi Chen looked at her with a strange light in his eyes: "You want to wait for me?" Chapter Seven "...Yes." Mo Sheng nodded, and explained the reason dully, "I have your key here." "There are spares in the office, you don't have to wait for me." He withdrew his eyes from her, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or something, his tone became lighter, and even made a little self-deprecating, "I'm not used to people waiting .” Every time I go back, the room is deserted. It was eleven o'clock again. Yi Chen opened the door, and habitually touched the switch on the wall with his fingers, but stopped when he was about to press it. the light is on. He put down his hand and looked around the room. The TV was on, but no one was there. He walked over to turn off the TV, and when he passed by the sofa, he caught a glimpse of someone curled up sleeping on it, and stopped abruptly. Yi Chen stared at that sleeping face, really wanted to shake her awake and scold her. Sleeping on the sofa in such a cold day, does she have any brains? Mingming was angry and annoyed, but he could only bend down and carefully lift her up from the sofa. The soft body filled his empty arms, and the warm breath breathed gently on his cold suit. In these years, I never dared to imagine that there would be a day when she was so within reach, as soon as she stretched out her hand and lowered her head, Mo Sheng would belong to him completely. He lowered his head slightly, rubbing his cheeks against her soft cheeks, it was still warm after sleeping outside for so long. Mo Sheng in her arms suddenly moved uncomfortably, avoiding his touch, Yi Chen held his breath, she woke up? But she found a more comfortable position by herself, buried her head in his arms, and fell asleep deeper, unaware that someone's heart was ups and downs because of her little movement. She... Alas, Yi Chen sighed secretly, he could no longer control his softer and softer mood. Elbow pushed open the bedroom door, put her on the bed, she put on a cardigan over the pajamas, Yi Chen hesitated, and helped her take it off, the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, his breathing gradually became a little disordered . He gently lifted her up, and took off the coat from his arms. Through the pajamas, the touch of the soft skin on his back made his heart beat so fast that he couldn't restrain himself. Pulling over the quilt to cover her up, Yi Chen quickly got up and walked away. If he stayed any longer, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't wake her up in some way. After cleaning in the bathroom outside, Yi Chen walked towards the guest room.When I passed the master bedroom, my footsteps paused, and I suddenly remembered something, and opened the door to look at the bed. really! Only half of the quilt was on her body, and the other half was dragged on the ground, with one foot protruding openly. In just ten minutes, she was able to sleep like this. It seems that she was too subtle when she said that her sleeping appearance was just "a little bad". Knowing that she slept differently and was the only one who spent the winter together, Mo Sheng caught colds repeatedly, even five times in two months.Asked her why, she refused to say anything at first, and then said very embarrassedly: "I sleep a little badly at night, but it's just a little bad, and I always kick the quilt. At home, my father came back late, and he can help me by the way." Cover the quilt, there is no one here, and I always sleep until midnight to get the quilt, so I can’t blame me for catching a cold.” After talking about it, it was already a look that the cold was justified and had nothing to do with me. Now it seems that her sleeping appearance is not only a little bad. Yi Chen picked up the quilt that was half dragged under the bed, and helped her cover it up again.But as soon as she left her hand, she turned over and the quilt fell to the other side of the bed. Chapter Seven What sleepiness! Yi Chen stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over, and covered her tightly again, staring at Mo Sheng who was sleeping peacefully with somewhat irritable eyes. She dared to try again, and he didn't mind correcting her "sleeping position" all night long. It's a pity that Mo Sheng slept obediently for the rest of the time, not moving a bit, and finally shrank into the quilt as if afraid of the cold. At this time, even Mo Sheng, who is asleep, knows to be aware of current affairs. what time is itday or night?How could she be sleeping in bed? Sitting up from the bed, my mind is still not clear.Mo Sheng got out of bed with sleepy eyes, but couldn't find slippers anywhere. Hey, where did you go? Yi Chen came out of the kitchen and saw Mo Sheng bouncing around in the living room in pajamas, he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?" "My slippers..." I saw it, on the sofa, I jumped again, and the touchdown was successful. After putting on her slippers and looking up, she saw Yi Chen staring at her with disapproving eyes. "Uh, I'm looking for slippers..." Feeling guilty for no reason. "Go and change clothes." He threw down a few words stiffly and turned around. Looking down at her pajamas, Mo Sheng blushed.I almost forgot, there is another person in this room... After changing clothes and coming out, Yi Chen was already eating breakfast.Mo Sheng hesitated for a moment, then sat down at the seat next to him, looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, and had breakfast with Yi Chen... Seeing her delay in making a move, Yi Chen raised his eyes: "Not used to Chinese breakfast?" "Ah? No." Returning from the daze, he quickly lowered his head and took a sip.Hey, it turned out to be very good. "Yi Chen..." As if he knew what she was going to ask, Yi Chen didn't raise his eyes, and said in a flat tone, "I bought it nearby." "……taste good." "It's okay." Yi Chen replied absent-mindedly. I have nothing to say.Mo Sheng sipped his porridge in suspense, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the documents that had been sorted out on the coffee table. "Are you going to the office today?" "Ok." "Busy?" "It's okay." In fact, he was crazy busy, and he was so busy because someone made him crazy a few days ago. "Oh." The lowered tone finally caught his attention. Watching her drink the porridge, her hair almost fell into the porridge. They seem to be newlyweds. "How is your English?" Turning his eyes away, Yi Chen seemed to ask casually. English?Why are you asking this all of a sudden? "It's not bad, but... I haven't passed CET-4 yet." It was the first time I took CET-4 before going to the United States, and the honorable score was fifty-nine. Sorry to mention. "Come with me." Yi Chen said. "Eh?" Mo Sheng looked up at him in surprise, "Where are you going?" "Office, help me translate the materials." Can't translate it. Mo Sheng stared at the English on the paper, it was unreasonable to spend so many years abroad. Ask Yi Chen?Looking up, he seems to be very busy, don't bother me. In the quiet office, the phone rang suddenly, Yi Chen flipped through the file with his right hand, and picked it up with his left. "Hi...I'm at the office...No, I happen to have something to do today..." What was said over there again, Yi Chen laughed: "Old Zhou, when will you also become a matchmaker?" Old Zhou over there was also full of bitterness: "It's not because of the family. Last time she came to the court just to see you, and she just wanted to introduce her niece to you. My old woman has no other hobbies, she just likes to be a matchmaker. But say Really, Xiao He, it's not that I'm speaking for my family, my old woman's niece is really good, her knowledge, appearance and character are no less than yours, do you want to think about it?" Yi Chen smiled: "Old Zhou, do you want me to have an extramarital affair?" "What extramarital affair?" Old Zhou reacted slowly, "You said you were married?" After calling out, he immediately refuted, "Don't be kidding, anyone can get married, but you, He Yichen, can't. " What did you say, Yi Chen laughed. After hanging up the phone, Yi Chen looked at Mo Sheng who was working hard on the side. Chapter Seven Bite the pen again. Bad habits that have been taught repeatedly! This was the case when she couldn't do calculus in the past. After biting for a while, she pushed the homework to him and looked at him flatteringly: "Yi Chen..." Pity him for a law student who is better at calculus than those who major in science and engineering. "Yi Chen..." Mo Sheng couldn't translate, so she raised her head for help. well! Walking up to her, he habitually took the things in her hands. "where?" "Here, how do you translate this?" mobiliapersonamsequuntur. Chattels follow everyone. Very technical term, Latin, she will not be normal. His breath was very close, lingering in her nostrils.Mo Sheng suddenly remembered that in the past when they went to self-study together, Yi Chen always said very solemnly: "Mo Sheng, don't sit next to me." "Why?" I just came to study with him. "It will bother me." A little sad, but immediately raised his hand and swore: "I promise not to talk to you, not to go out to buy snacks, not to move around..." In the end, before she finished speaking, Yi Chen said with a frustrated face: "No matter how quiet you are, you will disturb me!" what the hell!At that time, she was so angry that she took the book and ran away angrily. However, now she seems to understand a little bit... Because he didn't do anything, just stood behind her, leaning over, the refreshing masculine breath surrounded her, and the hair gently rubbed against his coat. When she raised her head, she might touch his chin. Her face became hot for no reason, he bothered her very much... Before she even realized what she was doing, she jumped up and jumped away, hitting someone's jaw mercilessly with the top of her head. "What are you doing?" Yi Chen stroked his painful chin, and was taken aback by her. "Uh, I..." She couldn't say it, her face was getting redder and redder, "...I, I want to eat." After finishing speaking, I was annoyed, what an excuse, just now... I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was not yet half past ten. "Now?" Yi Chen frowned as expected. "Well, yes, I didn't eat enough in the morning." Bite the bullet and said it to the end. Glancing at the mountains of work on the desk, and looking at Mo Sheng who was "hungry" in front of him with a weird expression, Yi Chen surrendered. I knew a long time ago that it was definitely a mistake to bring her to the office.