conspirator's love

Not long after Zhang Zilu put down his phone, he unexpectedly received a call from Mo Jiaxin: "Come out, Forest Park." Her brief sentence had already made Zhang Zilu elated.

In fact, as long as she was willing to answer his phone and meet him, Zhang Zilu would be very satisfied.Who would have thought that there could be a formal date like going to the park?

Zhang Zilu got up quickly, found an excuse to work overtime, and hurriedly slipped out of the dialect house.

Seeing him going to work overtime with a happy face, Fang Yan's eyes widened, and while he was happy that he was free from the burden, on the other hand, he felt that Zhang Zilu was getting more and more crazy, and it was windy and rainy at one time, it was simply incomprehensible.

Zhang Zilu overtook all the way and rushed to the gate of the forest park in a happy mood.

Forest Park has mountains, water and a quiet environment. It is the most popular place for dating and sports in the city.

As soon as he entered, he saw Mo Jiaxin.

She was wearing professional running attire, with a pink and white tight top and the same type of tight pants on her lower body, which outlined Miaoman's figure curves more unevenly.

At this time, she was doing simple stretching exercises with her arms stretched behind her head, and her whole body was full of movement and vitality.

"Jiaxin!" Zhang Zilu moved closer to her.

"Coming?" Mo Jiaxin did a few warm-up exercises for the lower back.

Then she raised her head, "I'll see you at the end later." After saying that, she spread her slender legs and ran.

Zhang Zilu wore both leather shoes and a suit, so it was awkward to run, but he couldn't help but feel happy.

He followed closely behind Mo Jiaxin, running one after the other. After 5 kilometers, he was covered in sweat in his suit.

Jiaxinxiang was dripping with sweat and her breathing was short of breath. She walked slowly for a while, and then started the relaxation exercise again.

Zhang Zilu also followed her, thinking that Mo Jiaxin was beautiful no matter how she looked, her arms were her arms, her legs were her legs, everything was well-proportioned and beautiful.

Mo Jiaxin adjusted her breathing, relaxed her muscles, and looked at her watch. It had been two hours, so she decided to go home, "I'm going first."

Zhang Zilu anxiously stepped forward to stop her, "Jiaxin, I have something to tell you."

Mo Jiaxin looked at him and smiled, "I'm tired, let's go for a run next time."

When Zhang Zilu heard that there was another time, he comforted himself that there was no rush for this matter, so he smiled brightly, "Okay, okay. I'll see you off."

"No, I'm driving." She waved her hand and left without looking back.

For Mo Jiaxin, as long as it is a dialect, there is nothing wrong with it.

And dialect, who was about to despair, finally found the buzzing mobile phone under the pillow in the bedroom, "Why are you here?" She felt that she must have been captured by aliens for a while, and her memory was erased before she was released.

Fortunately, the interstellar journey is finally coming to an end, and her small spaceship landed safely at the gate of 1002 with warm dumplings and a big bag of lo mei.She poured everything into one hand, and opened the door with the key in the other hand, "Jiaxin, I'm back." There was no one at home.

At this time, Mo Jiaxin was driving a small red kart in the indoor karting field. She firmly bit the yellow kart in front of her. The two cars turned and accelerated on the track vigorously. buzzing buzzing sound.

In the last half circle, the red kart inserted into the corner and almost rubbed against the left side of the yellow car, making a harsh metal friction sound, and abruptly overtook half of the car's pressure line.

The driver on the yellow kart took off his helmet, revealing Tian Qi's sharp-edged face, and beads of sweat hung on her forehead, "You're almost driving the kart like a bumper car, why are you in a bad mood today?"

Mo Jiaxin didn't say a word, but untied the hair in the helmet with her hands and shook it.

Tian Qi smiled and threw her a bottle of drink from the bar, "I just found out that Vice President Zhang of the advertising company is dialect's husband?"

Mo Jiaxin frowned, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

"I said, why are you so insisting on cooperating with that advertising company, and you made an exception and asked me to go through the needle." Tian Qi sat on the high stool, folded her hands on her chest, and observed Mo Jiaxin's expression.

Mo Jiaxin raised her head and took a few more mouthfuls, "I'm going to change clothes." She didn't intend to answer this question.

Tian Qi followed, and she grabbed Mo Jiaxin's arm, "Why don't you talk? Let me hit the mark."

"Tian Qi, what exactly do you want?" Mo Jiaxin turned around.

"What do I want?" Tian Qi's slender figure blocked the dim light in the aisle, covering Mo Jiaxin in darkness, and her bright eyes shot out burning flames at this moment, "I would like to ask You, what do you think? My brother even cut his spleen for you, you don’t want him. He is afraid that you will not be able to face him, so he has stayed abroad for so many years and will not come back. What about you?”

Tian Qi gritted her teeth, she turned her face away, took a deep breath, and turned back to look into Mo Jiaxin's eyes, "It's not fair, Jiaxin! Why is my brother not perfect physically and mentally? It’s missing, but you’re complete! You’re fooling around with others, and I can pretend I didn’t see it. But it must not be a dialect, don’t even think about it!”

Mo Jiaxin sneered, "Don't single out your brother, just use him as an excuse. Ask yourself, is it for your brother or yourself that you are so anxious and pale." Her faint voice cut Tian Tian like a knife. Qi's eardrums and heart.

A surge of sour water rushed into Tian Qi's heart. She only felt aggrieved and resentful, but there was no way to resolve it. She waved her hand and slammed her fist on the wall behind Mo Jiaxin, "The first person you love is dialect, The first person I like is you. Because of my brother, I have already regarded you as my sister-in-law in my heart, so no one can do it except my brother." She murmured, shaking her head little by little. He lowered his head and wanted to lean on Mo Jiaxin's shoulder.

Mo Jiaxin moved a step to the right and moved her body away, "You are not calm today, let's talk again when you calm down."

She turned around and walked towards the dressing room, Tian Qi raised her head and looked at Mo Jiaxin's back, her red eyes were full of sadness and loss.

Maybe twins really have a tacit understanding.

I still remember when I first met Mo Jiaxin, she was wearing a large navy blue school uniform skirt, a white lapel, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses that took up half of her face, revealing a small and thin chin, and long straight black hair. All the way to the end.

Although everyone wears this school uniform, she can still wear a kind of abstinence that cannot be easily offended, like a nun in a monastery.

Different from those children who were excluded, Mo Jiaxin revealed a message that he didn't need anyone, not being excluded by others, but excluding everyone.

It didn't take long for Tian Qi to discover that as long as she wanted, Mo Jiaxin could easily make anyone listen to her and like her. However, she didn't care about the latter, and still walked alone like that, forming a world of her own.

But the more this happened, the more people couldn't help but want to look at her, observe the every move of this weird girl, and want to enter the mysterious inner kingdom through her eyes.

The first period of that day was a Chinese class. The teacher was writing a story on the blackboard, and the sycamore tree outside the window bloomed a tree of purple flowers in the shape of lamps.Tian Qi suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation. She turned her head to look at her brother who was sitting diagonally in the back row. He was reading a note with an expression on his face that she had never seen much.

Tian Qi suddenly understood that this abnormal heartbeat belonged to her brother's throbbing.After reading the note, Tian Jun carefully added it to the language document.

He raised his head again and cast his soft eyes on the back of Mo Jiaxin in the front row.

Mo Jiaxin silently took out all the books from her bag. She looked back at Tian Jun, exchanged glances, and dexterously slipped out of the back door with her empty schoolbag between her arms.

Tian Qi soon saw the dark blue figure under the water phoenix tree, holding a dark green schoolbag in her hand, she stood under the tree covered with purple flowers, alone, she only stayed for a moment, then disappeared in the In the foggy morning.

"Luohua people are independent, and micro swifts fly together." The teacher read in a cadence, "What kind of emotion does this explain? Can any student explain it?"

Mo Jiaxin didn't come back that day, Tian Jun helped her cover up in front of every teacher, saying that she had a fever and went home to rest.

Tian Qi took advantage of her brother to go away during the class break, and secretly turned out the note in the Chinese book. It turned out to be a math problem, and there was a beautiful line underneath, "I solved it for you, and the debt owed to me must be repaid." Yes. Today's weather is suitable for watching movies, I'm leaving, the teacher will leave it to you."

Tian Qi didn't expect Mo Jiaxin to solve the Olympiad problem that her elder brother hadn't solved all night.

Many things happened later, but this initial throbbing was buried in Tian Qi's heart and became a part of her.until today.

Mo Jiaxin drove home, and when he got downstairs, he saw a man pacing back and forth, his little face was flushed from the cold.

"Fang Yan, what are you doing here?" Mo Jiaxin hugged her distressedly.

"Wait, where have you been? You didn't answer the phone either." Fang Yan stuffed his cold hands into Mo Jiaxin's pocket.

"I didn't hear it just now, I'm sorry." Mo Jiaxin reached into her pocket and grabbed her hand, "Let's go home."

"Well, have you eaten yet? I brought you a lot of delicious food." Dialect rubbed his face against Mo Jiaxin's fluffy woolen coat, feeling nice to the touch.

"You can eat a little more." Mo Jiaxin unbuttoned her jacket and wrapped the dialect into her arms, "How long have you been waiting?"

"It's not long, I think you should be back, ten minutes or so." Dialect sniffed Mo Jiaxin deeply and asked, "You smell good. What are you doing today?"

"Meet two friends." Mo Jiaxin didn't mention the WeChat message she received in the afternoon.

"Well, I played a movie, and it stopped after the subtitles. I want to watch it with you." Fang Yan took out the key from Mo Jiaxin's pocket.

"Is it a horror movie?" Mo Jiaxin smiled, "I'm too scared to watch it."

"No, no, it's just a suspense movie, can a little serial killer scare me?" Fang Yan felt himself getting darker and darker, he smirked twice, and opened the door.

"Coward!" Mo Jiaxin laughed at her. "Did you regret it when you ran out, only to find that you didn't bring the key?"

"Hey, I'm going to wait for you, aren't you happy? Be sure to say what I said like a timid and mentally handicapped. My sister is very dissatisfied." Dialect rubbed his feet together and kicked off his shoes.

Mo Jiaxin laughed out loud, and the inexpressible emotions in her heart disappeared in an instant.

The author has something to say:

Even if Shuang/Fei appears in a poem, I can put a box instead, and I am also happy.