Wen Ran got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Before he could even walk to the bed, he heard two messages coming from his phone.

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

In the past month, Cheng Jia has sent her several photos. She now shows off to her from time to time as a winner. 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 and picked up her phone, gently stroked the unlock button. When her eyes touched the name above, her heartbeat suddenly suffocated.

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

On the mobile phone screen, the two words "Xiuchen" are like the spiritual key to unlock her emotions. Seeing these two words, her heart jumped wildly.

Even the hands holding the phone were trembling slightly.

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

After staring at the phone screen for only a few seconds, her heart was already twisted and turned. She pursed her lips tightly. She raised her hand and wiped her eyes hard before tying the message with trembling hands.

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

Hello

Two words, no punctuation, no following.

She stared at the two words, and the expression of Mo Xiuchen's message flashed in her mind. Did he write two words casually to send them, or modify them again and again, and finally only these two words were left behind, and sent them to the point of asking for directions.

She thought about it and laughed again.

All the sadness in her heart was gently wiped away by these meaningless words. She suddenly felt enlightened. After hesitating for a moment, she climbed onto the bed, picked up the pillow that was not wet with tears and placed it behind her back, 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 slender body was tilted in the high-end genuine leather sofa, his slender legs were casually placed on the coffee table beside him, and there was a pillow under his neck, with a lazy posture and a comfortable mood.

On a rare weekend, he gave himself a vacation and threw his work to Cheng Jia, asking her to deal with the remaining details with the clients.

Cheng Jia has always accepted his arrangements unconditionally and completed them seriously. Therefore, he doesn't have to worry about her coming again today, and can think about some things quietly alone.

After he woke up, all the people and things that appeared around him were filtered out. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Since Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia picked him up, the first Gu Kai he had first seen after the operation has never appeared again...

Mo Xiuchen leaned slightly, picked up the coffee on the coffee table and took a sip, put it down, picked up the phone, turned on the message, stared at the message he sent, and gradually dyed the ink-like color in his deep eyes.

After several days, he still remembered the voice clearly, just like the pretty face he glanced past when he went to the airport that day.

Whenever I recall it, it makes him feel calm and at ease.

He originally planned to find someone from China to investigate his past, but after hesitation, he gave up that idea. The investigation may not be accurate. After all, many of the superficial ones may be false.

The most important thing is that there are some things that he doesn't want to pretend to be someone else's hand, and he is more willing to believe in himself than to believe in others.

Thinking of this, an unknown curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stopped on the screen of his phone. He was waiting for the owner who received the message to reply to his message.

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

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes, and listened to the ringtone halfway, and pressed the answer button with his long finger. As soon as he let out a faint 'heat', Cheng Jia's voice came from the phone, and he crawled into his ears with a hint of choking and grievance: "Xiuchen..."

...

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

She wrote and deleted it intently, and finally, she learned from Mo Xiuchen to type out a message that was incomprehensible and answered the question. Similarly, there were only two words.

Click Send.

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

Will he reply to her message when he looked at these two words?

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

I have been busy planting those seedlings today and I just cried again, but now I yawned as soon as I lay down.

She said in her heart, Xiuchen, good night!

Close your eyes and soon, I fell asleep.

At the same time, after receiving Cheng Jia's call, Mo Xiuchen went downstairs and just walked to the garage, the message was heard.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, he paused and took out his cell phone to see it.

When his eyes touched the other person's reply, the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a little. At the beginning, the smile that was not obvious was beautiful and charming at this moment.

He hesitated for a long time and sent her a sentence without punctuation, "Hello" he said. He actually didn't know what kind of mood and intention he was holding at that time.

Just remembering the voice, I found the number, and after thinking about it for a while, I handwritten two words.

She replied to the message and took ten minutes, but still didn't see the message he sent immediately. He thought for a moment, and felt that it should be the former.

Although the two words she replied were more like seeing the information, her intuition told him that the other party must have thought about it repeatedly before adding two words that had nothing to do with his information but were of profound significance.

Good night!

These two words tell him that it is night now in the city where she lives, and it is late at night, and she may have fallen asleep, and was woken up by him, and then typed these two words with a little emotion.

hehe……

He laughed softly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth spread to his eyes, litting up his deep eyes. This was the first time he woke up after the operation and smiled sincerely.

It was not because he was by his side and kept saying that they had loved each other very much, nor because of the father who seemed to care about him very much.

His heartfelt smile was actually because of a stranger who had never known each other.

At least, in his current memory, he did not know the other person. Just a number he remembered in his dream, he determined that the owner of the voice must have known him once.

Moreover, he is still a very interesting person. If he has the chance, he really wants to meet him. Is he as impressive as the woman he glanced past that day?
Chapter completed!