Wen Ran got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Before I got to the bed, I heard two messages from my mobile phone.

Her eyes changed slightly, thinking that it was another photo sent by Cheng Jia.

In the past month or so, Cheng Jia has sent her photos several times, and she is now showing off to her from time to time as a victor that she is by Mo Xiuchen's side, even if Mo Xiuchen doesn't like her, her happiness is enough to make Wen Ran sad.

Wen Ran walked to the bed, bent down to pick up the phone, and gently swiped the unlock button, when her eyes touched the name on it, her heartbeat suddenly suffocated.

This message was not sent by Cheng Jia, but a number she saved a few days ago.

On the screen of her mobile phone, the word 'Xiuchen' is like a heart key that opens her emotions, and when she sees these two words, her heart beats uncontrollably.

Even the hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly.

She didn't know what message he had sent her, or maybe it wasn't from him.

Staring at the phone screen for only a few seconds, her heart had already folded a thousand times, she pursed her lips tightly, she raised her hand and wiped her eyes vigorously, before she clicked on the message with a trembling hand.

The content of the information is very simple, so simple that Wen Ran was confused, and he didn't understand the meaning of Mo Xiuchen's message.

Hello

Two words, no punctuation, no following.

She stared at those two words, and her mind flashed the expression of Mo Xiuchen when he sent this message, whether he wrote two words at random and sent them, or revised them over and over again, and finally only these two words were left, and he sent them with a stone to ask for directions.

She thought about it and laughed again.

All the sadness in her heart was gently wiped away by these meaningless words, her mood suddenly brightened, and after hesitating for a moment, she climbed into bed, picked up the pillow that was not wet with tears, put it behind her back, and leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, and then began to think about how to reply to the message.

Far away in a high-end apartment in country D.

Mo Xiuchen's long body was tilted in the high-end leather sofa, his slender legs resting casually on the coffee table beside him, and a pillow under his neck, with a lazy posture and a comfortable mood.

On rare weekends, he gave himself a vacation and left the work to Cheng Jia, asking her to deal with the remaining details of the negotiation with customers.

Cheng Jia has always accepted his arrangement unconditionally and completed it conscientiously, so he doesn't have to worry about her annoying himself again today, and he can think about some things quietly by himself.

He filtered all the people and things that appeared around him after he woke up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Since Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia picked him up, Gu Kai, who was the first person he saw when he woke up after surgery, has not appeared again......

Mo Xiuchen leaned over slightly, took a sip of the coffee on the coffee table and put it down, picked up the mobile phone casually, clicked on the message, stared at the message he sent, and his deep eyes gradually became dyed with ink.

Days later, he still remembered the voice vividly, just as he remembered the beautiful face he had glanced at when he went to the airport that day.

Every time he remembers it, it makes him feel calm and down-to-earth.

He had planned to find someone from China to investigate his past, but after hesitating, he dismissed that thought. What is investigated may not be accurate, after all, many of what is superficial may be an illusion.

The most important thing is that there are some things that he doesn't want to fake the hands of others, and he prefers to believe in himself than to trust others.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an arc of unknown meaning, and his gaze stopped on the screen of his mobile phone, he was waiting, waiting for the owner who received the message to reply to his message.

After waiting for a few minutes, he didn't wait for the other party to reply to the message, but waited for Cheng Jia's call.

Mo Xiuchen squinted, listening to the ringtone halfway, his long finger pressed the answer button, and as soon as he said lightly, Cheng Jia's voice came from the phone, with a trace of choking and grievance, and drilled into his ear: "Xiuchen ......"

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G City, Wen Ran took his mobile phone and edited many messages, but he felt that it was inappropriate.

She focused on writing and deleting, deleting and writing, and finally, she also learned to write Mo Xiuchen, typing out a message that people couldn't understand and didn't answer what she asked, again, there were only two words.

Click Send.

The sound of the message digging into her eardrums, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

He looked at these two words, would he reply to her message?

Putting down her phone, she lay flat on the bed.

I had been planting those flower seedlings for a busy day today, and I cried again just now, and now as soon as I lay down, I yawned.

She said in her heart, Xiuchen, good night!

I closed my eyes, and it didn't take long for me to really fall asleep.

At the same time, after answering Cheng Jia's call, Mo Xiuchen went downstairs, and just walked to the garage, the information was dripping into his ears.

The corners of his lips rose slightly, and he paused, and took out his phone to look.

When his gaze touched the message replied by the other party, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a point, and he began to smile that was not obvious, and he was handsome and charming at the moment.

He hesitated for a long time and sent her a 'hello' without punctuation, but he didn't know what kind of mood and intention he had at that time.

Just remembering the voice, he found the number, and after a few thoughts, wrote two words by hand.

It took ten minutes for her to reply to the message, but she still didn't immediately see the message he sent. He thought for a moment, and thought it should be the former.

Although the two words she replied were more like she had just seen the message, her intuition told him that the other party must have added two words that had nothing to do with his information but were of deep meaning after repeated consideration.

Good night!

These two words told him that it was night in her city, and it was still late at night, and she might have fallen asleep, and she was woken up by him, and then typed these two words with some emotion.

Hehe......

He chuckled, the smile on the corner of his mouth spread to his eyes, lighting up those deep eyes, this was the first time he woke up after surgery and smiled sincerely.

It's not because of Cheng Jia, who stayed by his side and kept saying that they used to love each other very much, nor because of the father who seemed to care about him on the surface.

His heartfelt smile was actually because of a stranger he didn't know.

At least, in his current memory, he didn't know each other, and just based on a number he remembered in his dreams, he decided that the owner of that voice must have known him once.

Moreover, he is still a very interesting person, if he has the opportunity, he really wants to see what kind of person the other party is, whether it is like the woman he glanced at that day, has an impressive charm.

He opened the car door, sat in the car, put his hand on the steering wheel, and was about to start the car, but changed his mind, took out his phone again, and replied to the message.

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