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Chapter 59 The Color of the Sun

a city.Cafe.

A well-dressed man sat by the window.The sun poured down.Every movement is so gentle.On the supposedly flawless face, a scar that was neither long nor short was even more eye-catching.Rao is like this, the elegant temperament is not diminished.On the contrary, it seems to have a touch of the charm of a mature man.

The man tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, looking at his watch from time to time.

He is waiting for someone.

Finally, a man in casual clothes sat across from him.That foolish look formed a stark contrast with him.

These are two men with completely different painting styles, which should be two parallel lines that do not intersect each other.Even so, they met each other because of one person.

Although no one wants to think about it a second time.

"Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Mo Mo gracefully raised her hand, pointing to the scar on her face, "Didn't you give it to me?"

Zhang Huan looked at the trouble he had caused. A month ago, he found that Mo Mo had started to hang around Shan Liang again, so he tied him up in a fit of anger, and in another fit of anger, he moved his hand, leaving a scar on the man's face. .It made people run away even more.

Things got serious, he was called back by the old man and locked up for several days.Just let it out.

"Let's make a price!" Zhang Huan sat on the chair, looking careless.

Mo Mo stared at him with smiling eyes, "It's very simple!" Picking up his coffee and taking a sip, he calmly said, "Don't appear in front of him in the future!"

"Impossible!" Zhang Huan sat upright.

Mo Mo put the coffee on the table, "I've always been very honest. There will be a press conference in a while, and there will be many reporters, right? They must also be very concerned about why I disappeared suddenly a while ago, right? If the news is good , Zhang Group has a project that is still in progress recently, right?"

"Are you checking me?" Zhang Huan looked serious.Squeeze a few words from your mouth.

"I only have one request, do you agree or not?" Mo Mo leaned back in his chair.Arms folded.His whole body exudes a calmness that doesn't match his age.

Zhang Huan was silent for a while, as if thinking of something, he smiled, "I heard that the mayor is from a scholarly family. You said that the outside world knows that the mayor's son has been confused with a man, what kind of expression will he have?"

After speaking, he got up and patted Mo Mo on the shoulder, leaving a good look in his eyes, and left.

After staying, Mo Mo was still sitting there, drinking the cold coffee.This conversation, since before he asked the other party out, he knew was doomed to fail.But why can't you resist reaching out to the people you came into contact with in my absence? ? ?

He is doomed to be bound by invisible shackles.This is doomed from birth.

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city ​​x.

A month later.

It was getting hotter and hotter.The midday sun can melt a person.The stereo in the room was also turned up very loudly, forcibly suppressing the cicada noise outside.

Shen Wenshu came in with a plate of watermelon.Sitting next to Shan Liang, feeding him. "Is it hot?"

"Not hot!" Shan Liang shook his head, not eating the watermelon Shen Fangshu handed over.Looking out through the window.The sun shines on everything.Only without myself.I am the forgotten one. "Little book?"

"Ok?"

"I want to go out for a while, but I haven't gone out for a long time!"

Shen Fangshu was slightly startled when he heard his words, and looked at Shan Liang who was lazily lying on the recliner.

A pair of white cotton and linen V-neck short sleeves, a pair of black cotton and linen cropped shorts, and a pair of flip-flop sandals.This kind of style is everywhere in the street, but he feels that the clothes are quite dazzling when he wears them.Especially when the afternoon sun shines on him, everything is covered with orange warmth.

So close, yet so far away... It was surprisingly cold in the room.

Also very weird.Since the application letter buried that thing, Shan Liang was quite normal for the next month.No more strange things like meeting Wang Ming.This made Shen Fangshu suspect the theory of ghosts and gods.It's just that every time it's time to take medicine, there's always a lot of trouble.

In the past, when Shan Liang was ill, the letter of application was to really want Shan Liang to recover quickly, but now Shan Liang is almost fully recovered from his illness, which was a good thing in the first place.But the letter of application wanted him to remain ill.

Like now. . .

After all, I still have to go when I get well. . .

"Okay." Shen Fangshu nodded imperceptibly, agreeing.

There was a moving light in Shan Hao's beautiful eyes.Smile at the application letter.so brilliant.This may be the first time that Shan Liang smiled so sincerely at Shen Fangshu when he came here.The real application letters were all moved.

'Boom, boom, boom' is the knock on the door.

Every day at a fixed time...

Shan Liang frowned as he watched Aning walk in with the steaming medicine.I don't know if it was hot or for some other reason, but I tremblingly put the medicine on the table.Aning lowered his head and looked at the ground, not knowing whether he was speaking to them or rightly, the room was filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Master... the medicine is ready!"

"Well, go down!"

Aning seemed to be liberated, was she afraid of herself?Shan Liang clearly saw that she was relieved and took the door out.I couldn't help feeling disgusted with this bowl of medicine again.

"I don't take medicine! I'm not sick!" Shan Liang turned his head to look at the sunlight outside the window. He went out now, bathed in the sunshine, and rescued him from this cold room.

"I'll let you out after drinking today!" The voice of Shen Fangshu came from the side.

Shan Liang turned around, picked up the medicine and drank it in one gulp. Because he drank it too quickly, the yellow-brown soup flowed down his fair chin from the corner of his mouth, "Okay, can I go out?"

Shen Fangshu approached, kissed the overflowing soup for him, moved up gradually, and kissed Shan Liang's soft lips.

Shan Liang let him kiss.Very docile.

"Where are you going? I'll accompany you." After the kiss, Shen Fangshu hugged Shan Liang.The warm breath sprinkled on Shan Liang's neck.

"Yue Lai Bar, I haven't been back for a long time."

"Except there. Is there anything else you want to go?"

"Why?" Shan Liang pushed away the application letter and looked at him sullenly.

Shen Fangshu's heart became impetuous.Opened his mouth.Never uttered a word.

The phone rang.

"Hey?"

Opposite was Li Ting's voice.It was accompanied by deafening music.

"Okay, okay. I'll go right away."

The petitioner hung up the phone.Looking at Shan Liang helplessly, "I have something at hand. I have to go there. I'll take you out tomorrow." Standing up, he stroked Shan Liang's hair.

Open the door, close the door, lock it.

Shan Liang stood up and walked to the French windows where the sun was shining. His whole body was immersed in the sun. Shan Liang opened the window and looked at the direction of the Shenfang book cart driving away in the yard.The afternoon sun made the shadows longer.

turn away.To the side.The corners of the mouth curled up in a strange arc.

"Xiao Shan'er, let's go home tomorrow..."