Return of Yan [gl]

Not to mention that I met Mo Zihan inexplicably today, obviously not familiar with him, but every time I see him, I have a feeling of deja vu.

Tang Qi and Tang Qi, who were carrying takeaway boxes, saw Ye An'an sitting at the table holding a water glass in a daze as soon as they came in.

"An An, I thought you would study all night in the library! Why did you come back so early? Have you had dinner?" Tang Qi asked.

"I'm not hungry! I'm not in good shape today, and I can't read the book, so I came back." Ye Anan said.

After speaking, Ye An'an yawned, got up and took out his pajamas from the closet, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Standing in front of the mirror, Mo Zihan's indistinguishable smile was reflected on the mirror, Ye An'an fidgeted and pulled his hair, why did he see Mo Zihan's shadow everywhere.

……

"who are you?"

"Wait, stop! Who the hell are you? Don't go!"

A snow-white world, with no boundless land in sight, only—the person she kept chasing, dressed in a black military uniform, walking in the snow, very eye-catching.That is a general.

Soon!Soon!Seeing that the distance between the two was shortening, Ye Anan frowned slightly. This general always appeared in her dreams, but she could never see his appearance. The most impressive thing was that faint smile.

Perhaps her voice was finally heard by the general, the man in uniform stopped and turned around slowly...

However, the face that Ye An'an wanted to see clearly was hidden by the dazzling sunlight from the sky.

In the early morning, when she opened her eyes and saw the morning light slipping in through the window, Ye An'an stood up, leaned against the head of the bed and stared for a long time.

Li Feixue, who just came back from a morning jog outside, came in with breakfast, and saw Ye An'an only getting up at three shots in the morning, she walked to the bed, "What are you thinking? Get up and wash, it will be cold sooner."

Ye Anan recovered and looked at Li Feixue, her demeanor was like the person in the dream.

……

In the following two months, Ye Anan lived a regular life of commuting between the city library and Huada during the day, and at night, in her dreams, she was still chasing people in uniform in the vast expanse of whiteness.

And that desk in the library will always have a candy-eating person working by the window.

At first, she didn't care about Mo Zihan's behavior until one night, when Mo Zihan sent her back to school, Tang Qi saw her and joked that Mo Zihan was chasing her.Ye An'an just realized.

She paid attention to Mo Zihan's actions, waiting for his expression, but Mo Zihan never crossed the line, nor did he do anything else too much.

Later, Ye An'an also refused him to go to Huada to pick him up, but he blocked them all with the excuse of being a friend.

Over time, Ye An'an also got used to Mo Zihan's appearance, got used to his company, and treated him as a friend.

Soon it was the end of spring, and the Dapu end-of-year research project that Teacher Qin gave her was coming to an end. For her, the accidents that happened in the past six months have long since disappeared. Some people have withdrawn from her life, while some people have become her emotional pain. It was a short-lived epiphyllum, but now this epiphyllum is like the morning sun, surrounding the whole body.

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"Hey! Teacher Qin!"

"An'an! The people from the planning bureau have invited Mr. Nie out of the mountain. He will enter the general's tomb tomorrow for further investigation. You are ready to prepare, and I will take you to have a look."

"Really? Good! I see!"

Ye Anan hung up the phone, although he was very happy, but the teacher said that Mr. Nie didn't want to inspect the General's Tomb anymore, so why was he suddenly invited by the Planning Bureau.

"Is Teacher Qin looking for something for you?" Tang Qi, who had just finished washing, sat down at the table, took a fried dumpling with chopsticks and asked.

"The teacher said that senior Nie will be invited out of the mountain tomorrow to continue the excavation of the general's tomb. I don't know why, Lishan Film and Television City has been built, and the Planning Bureau is ready to restore the general's tomb, and the government has intervened." Ye Anan lamented road.

Tang Qi took a bite of the dumpling and said with a smile, "Don't you know? Last month, there was an explosion in the film and television industry. Director Wen Da's latest historical script "The Last Years of Dapu" has started filming, but so far only part of the cast has been announced. The starring Yan Yun has been kept secret so far! It has been written for three years and changed for three years. It has received great support from the government since the filming began. Lishan Film and Television City was also established for this drama. They're all crazy!"

12, twelve

Tang Qi took a sip of soy milk and continued, "This is the first script that completely tells the story of Empress Wu Yang's doomsday rule since ancient times. In the past, there were too few historical records, and many directors were hesitant, especially Yan Yun's life. He suddenly made an official announcement at Huabo in the month that he had searched for many years, and through scattered historical records, he interpreted the details of the life of the undefeated general Yanyun."

"Is your heart moved! Seeing you like this, you want to ask the news director for information!" Tang Qi joked.

"Of course I'm excited. My research project is the last years of Dapu. How did he find the historical records? I really want to visit." Ye Anan smiled.

There have been many legendary historical figures in the hearts of Chinese descendants, the most prominent of which is Yan Yun. However, because she was born in troubled times, there are only a few words in the history books. Fighting, knowing that she was only 19 years old when she died, but not knowing her real life, too many unofficial histories have been annihilated in later generations.

Ye An'an has also watched several dramas about Yan Yun, but she always felt that the writing was wrong and the interpretation was not the same. After Ye An'an came into contact with the history of Dapu, the reason why she has been studying it all the time is because of her appreciation of Yan Yun. I want to write the true life of this legendary figure into a book, so that people can truly understand this hero who protects the country.

"Do you really want to visit?" Li Feixue, who had been silent all this time, asked.

"Just think about it. He's a great director and he's very busy. Why did he meet me?" Ye Anan smiled regretfully.

"Mu Zhi happens to be the heroine of this show. I'll contact her later and take you to visit Director Wen."

"Feixue, you said what I said, this time you are more enthusiastic than me! No, you are very concerned about An An's affairs." Tang Qi squinted at the woman who was garnering coffee.

Li Feixue's hand trembled, and the flower was tilted. He raised his eyes and looked at the culprit. Without saying anything, he picked up his coffee and took a sip, hiding his inner panic well.

Tang Qi knew what Li Feixue was thinking, but she didn't point it out. Some things had to be discovered by the parties themselves, and she looked at Ye An'an with a smile.

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"Hey."

"Mo Zihan! Come to my house immediately!"

"It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Lian Le." Mo Zihan put down the yellowed ancient book and answered the phone.

"Didn't you sleep too? Come here quickly. Xing Xiaolu locked herself in your apartment for several days and didn't answer the phone. Her secretary even found me here."

"There is a spare key for the property, you go and get it, isn't it all about you if Xiao Lu makes trouble?" Mo Zihan smiled frivolously.

"You let her live in Mingze Garden's apartment. I'm so annoyed by her that I don't want to go home. You still let me take care of her affairs, are you trying to harm me?" Lian Le said, rolling her eyes.

"Ha ha."

……

Click!

When Mo Zihan opened the door of the apartment, he saw the balcony was wide open, an unopened suitcase was left in the living room, and the tipped wine bottle on the dining table showed how decadent the owner of the house was.

He frowned slightly, walked towards the bedroom, and pushed open the open door.

I saw Xing Xiaolu sitting on the protruding window sill, huddled into a ball and hugging his knees.

Outside the window, the sky in May changed as it said, and it began to rain outside, rustling against the glass.

"Do you think that being drunk late at night can win Lian Le's touch?" Mo Zihan criticized mercilessly.

"It has nothing to do with her... why are you here?" Xing Xiaolu said hoarsely, a little surprised to see Mo Zihan.

"You disappeared for several days, your secretary found Lian Le, and she found me."

"You don't get drunk for her, what else can you do for it?" Mo Zihan couldn't bear it, but cared for a while.

"I got married... last week." Xing Xiaolu smiled wryly.

"..." Mo Zihan fell silent, he really had nothing to do with Lian Le, "Have you figured it out?"

"Do you think I did it voluntarily? My dad found out that I live in Mingze Garden and I'm chasing Lianle. He took advantage of my business trip and registered with the Civil Affairs Bureau for me. I only found out when I came back the day before yesterday." As Xing Xiaolu said, his eyes turned red again.

"I don't know what to do! Lian Le is still avoiding me, this marriage certificate has been taken out, why should I chase her!"

Mo Zihan didn't know what to say, so he could only sit by the bed, accompanied by the very sad Xing Xiaolu who was crying on the window sill.

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Mo Zihan looked at the woman who was crying and fell asleep, covered her with a quilt, closed the door lightly and went out.

Looking at the table full of wine bottles, Mo Zihan tidied up in silence, closed the balcony window, took the key and went to Lianle's apartment.

"That's pretty good..."

After Lian Le heard what Mo Zihan said, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she forced a smile. In fact, the wall in her heart collapsed as soon as she heard that she was getting married, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"She's sad."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. After crying, it won't be so uncomfortable." Lian Le took the red wine on the table, smiled at Mo Zihan, raised her head and drank it, tears falling silently.

"I wish her happiness."

Maybe she will never be happy for the rest of her life... Mo Zihan thought, but he didn't say it.

……

This night, Mo Zihan didn't go back to his old house or his private house. He sat in his apartment all night. The entanglement between Xing Xiaolu and Lian Le shocked him too much, and there were too many uncertainties. It has been lingering, and it is possible that one day it will be completely lost.

After eating the third candy, he turned on his phone, and in the photo stored in his private space, the girl smiled brightly.Since God gave him a chance to meet each other in this life, not in troubled times, without interests, without disputes, even now