In time

Ji Moli did not expect to meet someone who was about to forget in his memory here.

It was a memory that belonged to the orphanage when I was very young. It was neither sweet nor too sad. In the hearts of young children, life is like that.

Walking across was a slender woman in a lotus-colored cheongsam.She is not much different from Jimo in age, with big almond eyes and a small chin, like a fox girl who came out of "Liao Zhai".

Her hands were wrapped in the arms of a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's face was indifferent and serious, showing the aura of a superior, and the middle-aged man took her arm without mercy. come out.It seems that such a beautiful country is nothing more than an ordinary stone on the road in his eyes, and he even slightly evaded his words.

A man next to him smiled frivolously: "It's rare that our oiran, Lu Zhu, has someone he likes so much, how could Ren Ju be so puzzled."

The man with serious brows and eyes glanced at the man who spoke lightly, and didn't say anything, but his eyes were enough to make him shut up.

Qu Xingzhi seemed to know each other, they nodded and passed each other. The woman didn't seem ashamed when she was rejected, but subconsciously cast her eyes on the three of Qu Xingzhi who were walking towards them.

It was an inadvertent glance, but it stopped when it caught a glimpse of a person.

A name that seemed to be kept in memory for a long time was called out: "Tuantuan?"

Ji Moli didn't pay much attention to the other party, anyway, he was unfamiliar with everything here, even though it tried its best to show its elegance inside and out.

But after all, it has nothing to do with oneself.

This call made Jimoli's footsteps stop, and this call from a long memory made Jimoli a little stunned.

"Tuantuan?" The woman called Luzhu called again tentatively, and when she saw Jimoli stop, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The few people in front were a little impatient, and the official called Ren Bureau was even more anxious to leave, and the rest of the people quickly winked for Lu Zhu to come over.

Looking up and seeing the expressions of the people in front, Lu Zhu showed a very sweet smile, and the pear dimple at the corner of her mouth eased the expressions of several people.

Luzhu hurriedly grabbed Jimoli, handed him a business card, and said in a low voice, "Fuai Orphanage, Yuanyuan."

After saying this, he walked forward quickly, while Ji Moli was left in a daze. He wanted to lift his foot to move forward, but his foot seemed to be glued to the ground with super glue, and he couldn't move at all. Can't move.

The memories that had been dusty came alive in an instant.

Fuai Orphanage has a long history. It belongs to a church in a special period. Because it is a charity, it has been preserved, but its area has been reduced again and again. Those once iconic buildings have also been destroyed. Destroyed, only a large yard and a few red houses remained.

Fu'ai is so famous that some parents who gave birth to children and don't want to raise them or orphans for other reasons are sent here, and there are many children.

Of course, many people come to adopt each year.

Ji Moli doesn't know when he came to this orphanage, maybe he was just born, or not long after he was born, he doesn't remember, but he still remembers that the fat and kind dean gave He named it "Tuantuan".

Another girl who was about his age was called "Yuanyuan". The two of them didn't have much contact with each other. Yuanyuan was another isolated little girl in memory, and the other isolated girl was her brother.

Adults sometimes don't understand the relationship between children, so the dean and the volunteers who often come to help don't understand it. That delicate and handsome little boy and the young boy can tell that he will definitely be a child in the future. Very beautiful siblings, why is no one playing with them.

Many adults want to help them integrate into the children's world, but the children's world has its own rules and systems, and the two of them don't seem to care whether they want to integrate with the group of friends, as long as they can play in their own territory enjoy themselves.

The freshness of the memory comes from the name "Yuanyuan", not only because the two people's names put together is a "Tuanyuanyuan", but also because the child adopted by Ji's parents at that time was not him, but the girl.

That's right, the first thing Ji's parents wanted to adopt was a girl. They already had a son, and they wanted a daughter, so they made up a "good" word.

Who doesn't like a pretty and well-behaved little girl?

"Mo Li? Mo Li? Are you okay?"

Qu Xingzhi's anxiety made Jimoli wake up from his memories, he smiled with an ugly face, and asked, "Just now, do you know that girl?"

"You mean Luzhu?" Qu Xingzhi smiled, and wanted to light a cigarette: "She is the oiran here, she is very famous and very popular."

"Oiran?" Ji Moli didn't answer, but Liao Yuan next to him looked interested.

"Yes," Qu Xingzhi's eyes lingered on the orchid screen made of silk in the room for a few seconds, "This kind of place always has a retro atmosphere."

Ji Moli frowned tightly, Oiran, is it a modern brothel?

"In the past, brothels only chose oirans."

"you can say it this way."

"so?"

Qu Xingzhi smiled at Liao Yuan who asked the question, and Liao Yuan probably understood the meaning of Qu Xingzhi's words, so he stopped talking.

"Green Pearl knows you?"

Recalling what Luzhu said to Jimoli before leaving, Qu Xingzhi was very curious.

Of course, Liao Yuan was equally curious.

"Maybe we know each other."

Ji Moli's answer was very light, and his expression returned from the original wrinkled to peaceful. Liao Yuan was surprised for a moment. The Ji Moli he knew always seemed to be indifferent, and his emotions were not obvious. This beautiful woman is still there. The woman who works here actually knows Ji Moli.

What does this mean?Could it be that the two were friends before?

Liao Yuan guessed randomly.

As soon as the three of them left Yinting's gate, they saw a tall man sitting on the opposite flower bed.

The beauty is there, and the girls passing by can't help but turn around and take another look.

The person sitting was holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were fixed on the opposite door of Yinting, and he looked at his watch from time to time. When he saw Ji Moli's figure, his eyes lit up and he greeted him. go up.

"Ali!"

Lin Nan waved happily, seeing his lover, the corners of Ji Moli's mouth curled up involuntarily, beckoning to Lin Nan.

Qu Xingzhi took a careful look at Lin Nan, and had to admit that the person in front of him not only had his own career, but also looked quite good.

If you look at it as a rival in love, the strength seems to be quite strong.

However, only when there is pressure can there be motivation. No matter how good the smile is now, it is not as proud as the last laugh.

Lin Nan's excellence aroused Qu Xingzhi's challenge.

Qu Xingzhi sent Liao Yuan back, and Jimo got into Lin Nan's car, but Lin Nan didn't start it, but looked at Jim pitifully: "Baby Xiaoli, I'm hungry."

"You haven't eaten? You've been waiting outside?"

Ji Moli was a little surprised: "You have been waiting outside stupidly?"

Lin Nan continued to nod pitifully, and Ji Moli was a little speechless, but after all, he accompanied Lin Nan to eat supper before returning home.

It was already late at home, maybe both of them were a little tired, Lin Nan fell asleep not long after lying down on the bed.

The room was dark, but the outline of the person could still be vaguely seen. Ji Moli moved a little from his tightly hugging arms, changed his posture, and looked at Lin Nan's face in the dim night.

He couldn't see clearly, but he could feel the long breath of the person holding him.

Involuntarily, Ji Moli leaned forward and kissed the corner of Lin Nan's lips lightly. Lin Nan muttered something, then tightened his grip on the person in his arms, and buried his head in the other's arms.

Ji Moli laughed for a moment, and then saw the screen of the phone flicker, and Jimoli stretched out his hand to take the phone over, but there was nothing on the screen, it just lighted up.

Thinking of the person he met tonight, Ji Moli turned to the photo album and stared at the business card he took.

It wasn't exactly a business card, because there was only a number printed on it, and there was also a faintly textured lip print on the pale pink page.

After posting in a daze for a while, and struggling again, Ji Moli finally sent a message. The message was very short, just a name: "Yuanyuan."