Married and fell in love with Bai Yueguang, the protagonist

There may be many coincidences in the world. It is hard to say whether these coincidences happened at the right time, but no matter how happy, excited or embarrassing the people in the coincidence are, the coincidence happened after all.

Mo Junyi's home is not small, even the study room used for office work is larger than ordinary homes.

However, such a not-so-small space seemed a little narrow at the moment, as if only the two of them could be accommodated between the heaven and the earth, the ambiguity in the atmosphere was as thick as flowing agar, and the messy heartbeat was locked inside.

Before Su Xingtong came in, he never expected that things would develop like this, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't speak for a while.

Mo Junyi managed to regain his senses, but with his concentration, he was a little overwhelmed at the moment.As if to cover up something, he took the notes handed over by Su Xingtong and began to read them seriously.

Seeing this, Su Xingtong sat up slightly, his eyes flickered, and he tacitly didn't mention the matter just now.

However, the soft and warm touch just now left an indelible impression on the minds of the two of them at the moment. Even though they tried their best to ignore it, the vague feeling still lingered in their minds, and they could not feel it for a long time. Disperse.

Fortunately, even in this situation, Mo Junyi's professional level is still above the line.After quickly reading Su Xingtong's notes, he pointed to a part of it and said, "There are some problems with this paragraph."

Su Xingtong regained his senses and looked at the past, Mo Junyi explained: "The background design of the script is in summer, and the corpse has been stranded in an idle factory for a long time, so the corpse will have a giant phenomenon to a large extent, very likely It may explode. If you want to investigate at this time, the investigators should take protective measures, and it is impossible to push the door directly as described in the script."

Mo Junyi rarely used a long paragraph of words to narrate professional knowledge. His tone was not slow, but it was clear and clear, and people could remember it quickly after listening to it once.

The knowledge related to criminal investigation was naturally cold, coupled with Mo Junyi's clear voice, Su Xingtong's beating heart seemed to have been poured with a handful of clear water, and his whole body calmed down a lot in an instant.

Mo Junyi looked at the person in front of him who was thinking with downcast eyes, and asked after a while, "Is there any question?"

Su Xingtong bit his lower lip and nodded, took the notebook and turned back two pages, handed it to him and said, "Here."

After Mo Junyi took it, he found that it was written on a case-handling process. After a quick glance, he found that it was full of loopholes. The work that should have been forensic was assigned to the protagonist, and the work that should have been logistics was also assigned to the protagonist. on the head.

While reading, Mo Junyi couldn't help but glanced at Su Xingtong: "Who wrote this script?"

Su Xingtong also seemed to feel that the script was poorly written, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and propped his chin and said, "The person brought by the director is said to be a professional screenwriter with a professional background."

Mo Junyi looked at him looking like he wanted to complain but couldn't take it too far, and he wanted to laugh a little. On his face, he took the pen in his hand and changed it while explaining to him: "Since the corpse is in this position , then when you enter the door, you shouldn't..."

In order to see clearly what he wrote, Su Xingtong couldn't help leaning a little closer to him.

The content Mo Junyi narrated ranged from shallow to deep, professional but not obscure.

Su Xingtong is a very dedicated person, especially for every script he accepts, so he was fascinated by it very quickly, and he compressed the little space between the two of them to zero without realizing it. However, Su Xingtong himself didn't notice it at all.

Mo Junyi was not as devoted as Su Xingtong. Halfway through the speech, he felt a touch from his arm, so he paused inconspicuously.

The quality of the silk pajamas specially brought by the big star is really good. The silky and slightly cool touch is very suitable for the theme of late night. The delicate silk seems to have some kind of indescribable magic.

Mo Junyi's speech speed gradually slowed down. He has always been rational and restrained, and it is rare for him to be indecisive like the current situation.

Reason tells him that he should stop talking in time, and it is best to politely invite this attractive but unaware beauty beside him out.

But some unexplainable feelings made him unable to speak for a long time, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart urging him to slow down.

It's a pity that there is only so much content in Su Xingtong's page of notes, no matter how knowledgeable Mo Junyi is, he won't be able to talk for long.

"...That's all for now, are there any other questions?"

Su Xingtong thought for a moment with downcast eyes, then shook his head: "There should be none..."

He stopped in the middle of the conversation.

It's not for anything else, the main reason is that Su Xingtong's body shook slightly as he shook his head. Mo Junyi's forearm was only slightly rubbing against his pajamas, but this subtle shaking made Mo Junyi feel uncomfortable. His arm was pressed against Su Xingtong's chest through the pajamas.

There is plenty of heating in the north, so Mo Junyi's body temperature will not be low after sitting in the house for so long.

But Su Xingtong had just taken a shower, and because of the pajamas he was wearing, his body temperature was actually much lower than that of Mo Junyi.

Under the blessing of the two phases, Su Xingtong was not only burned firmly, but also suddenly realized the distance between the two.

He blushed immediately, and before he could get his notebook in time, he was about to stand up in a panic: "Thank you, then I'll... um—"

The two were too close, Su Xingtong bumped into Mo Junyi's arms just as he was about to stand up.Mo Junyi has been out on the job for many years, so he naturally has a lot of muscle. This collision directly knocked Su Xingtong who was already flustered.

Immediately, his center of gravity became unstable, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, watching himself fall backwards uncontrollably.

Although there is a bed behind him, even if he falls on it, nothing will happen to him, but Mo Junyi cares a lot, and when he sees this, he immediately stands up and wants to pull him, but it happened so suddenly, the end result is that the two of them fell together to bed.

Just a second before Mo Junyi was about to fall on Su Xingtong's body, he quickly stretched out his hand to support Su Xingtong's head on the bed, only then stopped his body from continuing to fall.

However, things got a little out of control from then on.

With the hot breath close at hand, Su Xingtong opened his eyes slightly like a frightened rabbit, and froze under Mo Junyi's body, not daring to move.His thin-rimmed glasses had slipped from the violent movement just now, and they were hanging on the pajamas by coincidence.

The neckline of the silk pajamas, which was not small at all, was pulled even bigger, and a large area of ​​the white collarbone that was originally looming was suddenly exposed, which looked extraordinarily radiant under the warm yellow light in the study.

The two of them seemed to have been pressed the rest at the same time, and they did not move for a while.

The harsh wind in winter was blocked out of the window, and the house was very quiet, except for the intertwined sound of two slightly rapid breathing, echoing ambiguously and unusually in this confined space.

Mo Junyi was propped up on the bed, his downcast eyes gradually dimmed, he just looked at the person below him so quietly but dangerously, like a patient hunter.

Su Xingtong couldn't help swallowing when he saw him, an inexplicable blush appeared on his fair cheeks, and at the same time, his heart was beating like it was about to jump out of his chest.

In a trance, Su Xingtong almost thought that the only sound left in the room was his own heartbeat and breathing.

It seemed that 1 years had passed, and it seemed that only a few seconds had passed. Mo Junyi suddenly moved—Su Xingtong's heartbeat stopped immediately, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide. Panicked, unbelievable, and an indescribably secret expectation.

However, when the distance between the two was less than one centimeter, Mo Junyi's cell phone on the desk rang.

The two of them seemed to be awakened from a dream, even if they came back to their senses.

The next second, Mo Junyi raised his upper body slightly, and Su Xingtong sat up from his arms in a panic, then slightly covered his flushed cheeks with the back of his hand, and ran out of the study room as if fleeing, even himself I didn't have time to get anything.

Looking at the glasses that were left out on the slightly wrinkled bed sheet, Mo Junyi's eyes did not return to the clarity of the past, but became more complex and deep.

The ringtone of the mobile phone was still ringing in his ears. Mo Junyi raised his hand to pick it up, only to see the words "Lu Hengyu" written on the caller ID.

Lu Hengyu's father and Mo Junyi's uncle once commented on his son this way: "It's not enough to succeed, but it's more than failure! I think you will be punished sooner or later!"

Facts have proved that this evaluation is very accurate. If Lu Hengyu was in front of Mo Junyi at this moment, he would probably be dragged by his nominal brother to a violent beating.

Mo Junyi's tone after picking up the phone was restrained, but the coldness in it was palpable: "What's the matter."

"Brother, brother Jing Han asked me to ask you..." In the middle of speaking, Lu Hengyu suddenly realized something was wrong, "Um... what's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with sister-in-law?"

Mo Junyi said lightly: "No, if you have anything to say, hurry up."

Lu Hengyu's tone then became more cautious: "That's the one...have you found the murderer?"

"I've found it, so don't worry Li Jinghan." After Mo Junyi finished speaking, he added, "Anything else?"

Hearing these obvious words of driving away customers, Lu Hengyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and wisely said to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, you and sister-in-law continue to be busy, I won't bother you, I wish you two a happy new year!"

After saying that, before Mo Junyi could open his mouth to scold him, he hung up the phone very sensiblely.

It took about three seconds for Mo Junyi to realize the meaning behind the boy's words, and half of his anger subsided for a while, but some inexplicable feelings arose in his heart.

He put down his phone, turned his head and put together the glasses Su Xingtong accidentally dropped on the bed and the notebook he forgot to take away, got up and walked out of the study.

When passing by the guest room, he subconsciously glanced at it.

The door of the house was closed, and there was no movement inside, and the people inside seemed to have fallen asleep.

It was as if what happened just now had never happened, everything was so peaceful.

But only the two parties knew in their hearts that after some things happened, they could only whitewash the peace between them, and there was no way to openly confess to the end.

Early the next morning, when Mo Junyi got up, he found that Su Xingtong had left, but all the things he brought were still there. There were hot dishes on the dining table and a note that read——

"I have something to do with the company. I'll go there. If you need me in the case, you can call me."

He didn't talk about what happened last night. After Mo Junyi read it, there was no emotion on his face. He just folded the note and put it in his pocket.

Except for these few days, Mo Junyi has always eaten breakfast alone, but the ancients did not deceive me, "It is easy to go from simple to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to simple."

For the first time, Mo Junyi felt that the dining table alone seemed a little cold, so he turned on his phone while eating.

People's change actually starts from some tiny habits.

In the past, the first thing Mo Junyi did when he turned on his phone was either to watch the news or to read various essays, but now he opened Weibo very naturally.

Not surprisingly, as soon as he logged in, he swiped out the Weibo that Su Xingtong posted last night on the homepage. The content was very simple:

"Thank you for your concern for me since the incident. The case is still under investigation, but it is not far from the truth. I have not been harmed in any way during this process. I hope everyone will not worry about me and have a good holiday.

On this festive season, I would like to thank all the police comrades who have done their duty and served the people in this case again, and I wish you all a happy New Year's Day. "

The following are four pictures of the New Year’s Eve dinner. There is no difference in the content of the four pictures, except that there is a slight difference in the shooting angle, which can’t be seen unless you look carefully. Putting them together can be said to be a bit redundant. It doesn't fit Su Xingtong's neat and capable style.

Mo Junyi's eyes lingered on the last line of "thanks to the police comrades" for a long time, and it took him a while to look away and open the comment section below.

The top item in the comment area has nearly [-] likes, which seems to be approved by most people:

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooion

The following hot comments followed Su Xingtong's words to pay tribute to the devotees in various positions in the motherland. The style of the entire comment area was in stark contrast to Bai Yuan's previous comment area.

But flipping through the pages, Mo Junyi finally saw a comment with a unique style of painting and a different focus from those in front of him:

"I thought that the four photos posted by Su Su were for me to find fault with. I stared wide-eyed and searched for a long time before I realized that I forgot to grab a hot comment, shit."

This comment is full of "hahaha" his, but there are still some careful people found this problem, and then asked: "Me too, after watching it for a long time, I found that only the light is a little different, everything else is the same , So did Teacher Su get stuck or his hands were shaking, and he also posted the waste photos he took?"

Mo Junyi was drinking soy milk, so he couldn't help but pause when he saw this.

I saw a comment below: "I think I might be too excited. Didn't you find that there is a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the opposite side from the perspective of Mr. Su's camera?"

In an instant, a stone caused a thousand waves. Countless people turned back and looked at the photo again because of this comment. The facts were as the comment said. There was another pair of tableware on the other end of the photo, some with microscopes. Fans browsing Weibo even maximized the photo and found a corner of Mo Junyi's clothes from a corner.

Now the comment can't sit still for a moment:

"Fuck?"

"Isn't this fucking holiday a little too exciting?"

"Good guy, it's just a pair of bowls and chopsticks. Why are you so excited, can't you just eat with your family?"

"Speechless, such a large table has been photographed, and there are only two dishes on it, so which family member can I eat with?"

"I understand everything, maybe it's a family member who wrote in a household registration book."

For this reason, there were nearly [-] additional comments below that comment, almost all of which were discussing this mysterious "family".

However, although these comments were discussed in full swing, the mood inside was extremely peaceful.This is mainly because Su Xingtong does not follow the path of an idol, he has no support club, and he does not engage in pick-ups, so fans at most just set up a private group to enjoy their mouths.

For this reason, Su Xingtong's fans always tease him: "Obviously he can rely on his face to make a living, but Mr. Su must rely on his talent."

As one of the few actors who really rely on his work for a living, Su Xingtong will choose to expose it immediately even if he really has a relationship. He is never afraid of his fans losing fans because of the relationship.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any romances to expose right now, and what he has is just a contract marriage signed to deal with his parents.

While drinking soymilk, Mo Junyi looked at the comment area and compiled more than 80 identities for him, including two or three different genders. The reason why there is a third is because the talents in the comment area unexpectedly added ABO elements. Mo Junyi felt that they were just about to add some fantasy to it.

One of the comments was "whimsical" and said: "Sisters, isn't he wearing a police uniform jacket in the photo that Mr. Su deleted before? I mean, is there such a possibility that my sister-in-law is actually a police woman?"

Someone immediately replied:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"That is to say, you look down on our Sir, right?"

"The policeman and the big star, the tension exploded belongs to it. Think about Mr. Su, who is so cold and beautiful, but is held down by the bedside by the policeman, blushing and afraid to look at the person on his body, with a little water in his eyes, as he dodges. With a little expectation...it's better to have some handcuff literature, add some uniform play...heh"

"Which lady, where's the pen, give the pen to the lady!"

The content that was deliberately forgotten, became clear in an instant after seeing the description of the comment in the middle.

Mo Junyi put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the sunlight outside the window, and felt that if he stayed at home for a day, something would happen sooner or later.

So he washed the dishes and changed his clothes before going out.

Today is New Year's Day, which is supposed to be a holiday for most people. Unfortunately, this "most people" does not include the police who will stay on duty.

Each department has arranged different people to stay on duty. The criminal investigation team is assigned by Mo Junyi. He assigned himself to the second day, and Liu Ye and another person on the first day.

Mo Junyi glanced at his watch, planning to go to the police station to check it out. If he had nothing to do at night, he would go home with his things to see his aunt and uncle.

However, today's police station is not as leisurely as a holiday. As soon as he drove the car to the gate of the police station, he saw some people gathered at the gate from a distance, including some retired old leaders.

Mo Junyi didn't know why, so he parked the car in its place, opened the door and walked down.

When he walked in, he realized that most of the people coming and going at the door were in groups of two or two. Upon closer inspection, they were basically police officers from various departments and their families.

It was only then that Mo Junyi remembered why, and at this moment, a greeting sounded not far away: "Boss, why are you here too? Didn't you bring your sister-in-law?"

Mo Junyi turned his head in response, and saw Liu Minghua pulling a man's arm and waving at him. That man was her husband—Yuan Rui. After seeing Mo Junyi, Yuan Rui smiled gently: "Captain Mo ,happy New Year."

Mo Junyi nodded in return: "Happy New Year's Day, are you... here to receive the award?"

Liu Minghua replied proudly and excitedly after hearing the words: "That's right, I just finished receiving it, my husband will show him the things."

Yuan Rui took a medal out of the bag in his hand with some helplessness and pampering. Mo Junyi took it over and took a look, only to see that there were six big characters written on it, "Good Police Wife in Huayang City", accompanied by Yuan Rui For such a big man, people have some indescribable respect in the humor.

Since Liu Minghua joined the Criminal Investigation Team, she hasn't had any field work because of her gender. She and her husband are basically copies of other male policemen and their wives—they get together less and leave more.

Yuan Rui's work is actually very busy, but he never complained about Liu Minghua's work. It is said that he does a lot of work at home. Even so, he did not stop Liu Minghua's three meals a day.

Such a person is naturally worthy of this award, but the name of this award is really ridiculous.

"Come back and tell Director Li," Mo Junyi said, "the name of this award should be changed."

Liu Minghua said with a smile: "When I first came to the stage to accept the award, I told him that he and the wife of Lao Zhang from the economic investigation department next door are men. After all, Lao Zhang's wife can be regarded as a male police wife. Police brother-in-law. If you want me to say that this award should be changed, it’s been a year and I’m still clinging to the old calendar.”

Yuan Rui also couldn't help laughing and said: "It's a name, the name and so on are all false, and people will give you the bonus card, so there are so many demands."

Mo Junyi agreed with Liu Minghua's statement: "I will mention it to Director Li some other day. He should be able to make decisions about such trivial matters."

But Liu Minghua waved his hand: "Hey, I see that you are single. This award was actually issued by the city. Didn't you see that it said Huayang City's good police wife? Director Li can't control this matter. Last year, Lao Zhang's wife was with you. It was mentioned above, and the above mentioned a lot, and the final result is that we have to wait for another two years, so this year and next year will have to make do."

Mo Junyi nodded when he heard the words: "It's not a big deal, it's good if we can solve it in the next year."

Liu Minghua rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Hey, why don't you hurry up and get a certificate before the name of this award has been changed?"

The speaker had no intention of listening, and Mo Junyi paused when he heard the words: "What certificate?"

"Marriage certificate!" Liu Minghua teased with a smile, "When are you and our big Su star planning to set the table? Let me tell you, if this award continues to be changed, there may be some ugly name. It’s not as good as this good police wife. You can get one for sister-in-law before you change it.”

What Liu Minghua didn't know was that the names of Mo Junyi and Su Xingtong had long been on a marriage certificate. The two of them are not as anonymous as she thought, on the contrary, they are in name only.

Mo Junyi deliberately avoided this question when he heard the words: "Let's talk about it when we come back."

Liu Minghua didn't realize the unnaturalness in his words, and wanted to say something more when he saw this, but Yuan Rui keenly heard what Mo Junyi meant, and pulled her to interrupt, "Does Team Mo have any plans for the holiday today? "

Mo Junyi understood what he meant: "Go to the bureau to have a look and then go home and have a look."

"That's a coincidence, we are going back to see our parents." Yuan Rui said gently but politely, "In this case, if there is nothing else, we will leave first."

Hearing this, Liu Minghua also said goodbye to him: "I left the materials with Xiao Liu, he is working overtime today."

Mo Junyi nodded, and after saying goodbye to the two of them, he walked into the police station alone.

He ran into many acquaintances along the way, some of them were old friends of his aunt and uncle, one of them stopped him and said with a smile, "Jun Yi, what a coincidence, I heard Qinglian say you were here this morning."

Mo Junyi followed his words, and said in a slow tone: "Hello, uncle, what did she tell you?"

"It said that you didn't go home during the holidays, and spent the night outside with a beautiful child." The old man smiled a little narrowly, "Is this true?"

Hearing this, Mo Junyi was a little helpless and a little funny: "Don't just listen to her arrange me, I haven't even written my horoscope yet."

"Oh—" the old man smiled meaningfully, "It seems that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and the little comrades still need to continue to work hard."

After finishing speaking, he clicked to the end, patted Mo Junyi on the shoulder and said: "If you meet someone you like, go after it. We old people are still waiting to drink your wine."

Mo Junyi couldn't shirk, so he replied with a smile: "I will not forget to invite you when the time comes."

Mo Junyi walked against the flow of people to his office. He just got off the elevator when he bumped into Liu Ye who was walking towards the door of his office.

"Captain Mo?" Liu Ye was a little surprised when he saw him, "Why are you here? Is it not a holiday?"

Mo Junyi stepped forward and took the documents in his hand, looked at them twice and replied, "After tonight, how is the case going?"

"I have explained everything that needs to be explained, and there are still some details that can be discussed after the holiday." Liu Ye explained, "But that little star named Bai Yuan..."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Mo Junyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

There was a sense of resentment in Liu Ye's words: "He is very dissatisfied that he was not allowed to go back during the holidays."

Liu Ye said it simply, but with Bai Yuan's character, this "dissatisfaction" may not be as simple as the literal meaning.

Mo Junyi heard the words and said calmly: "Since he has been cleared of suspicion, let him be released after the formalities are completed, so as not to cause more trouble."

Liu Ye sighed: "That's what I told him, but this old man didn't listen and insisted on saying..."

Seeing his hesitation to speak, Mo Junyi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"You said you were avenging Su... Su Xingtong." Liu Ye said angrily, "If you really want to avenge Su Xingtong, can he stay here in peace now?"

Mo Junyi paused for three seconds and said, "Put the things in my office first."

Liu Ye was stunned for a moment: "Where are you going?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had asked a stupid question, and Mo Junyi just dropped a sentence after hearing the words: "Go and avenge your personal revenge." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Liu Ye seemed to have seen a ghost. After standing still for three seconds, he quickly took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and sent a message in a group: "Fuck, Lord Yan just joked with me, am I going to get rich?"

Soon someone replied: "? Help, can he be joking?"

Liu Ye looked at the back of Mo Junyi who was going away like a thief, then lowered his head and recounted everything that happened just now.

Mo Junyi didn't know that Liu Ye and the others were making arrangements behind their backs. As soon as he arrived at Baiyuan's door, the people inside saw him through the window.

Bai Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed, with an unfriendly expression and unconcealable fear: "...Can I go out?"

"The formalities haven't been completed yet." Mo Junyi said calmly, "You may have to stay for a few more days."

When Bai Yuan heard the words, he subconsciously wanted to spoil, but under Mo Junyi's cool gaze, he finally held back and said after a long while: "...don't let me go out, why are you here?"

Mo Junyi said: "Based on the number of views of those words you posted on Weibo, it will take only half a day for the local police station to arrest you."

Bai Yuan had just arrived at the police station when he posted that Weibo, and he had an air of ignorance. Now that he has stayed in the police station for so long, hearing Mo Junyi's words is like hearing a meowing mouse , the whole person almost jumped up: "What?! I just complained, and you are going to arrest me for this?!"

Mo Junyi wasn't trying to scare him: "I'm just reminding you, take care of yourself."

Bai Yuan panicked when he heard the words, and he didn't have the audacity to flirt with Liu Ye just now, so he hurriedly said in fright: "I deleted that Weibo yesterday! Your police officer Liu, Liu asked me to delete it, I am obedient ! I will never do it again, really!"

Mo Junyi didn't answer, turned around and was about to leave, Bai Yuan lost his mind when he saw this, stepped to the door in two steps and said, "Hey, wait! Team Mo, Brother Mo! You see, Teacher Su and I are also colleagues For the sake of it—let’s open the net!"

Hearing this sentence, Mo Junyi's footsteps paused, and Bai Yuan saw that moving Su Xingtong out was really effective, so he couldn't help but strike while the iron was hot: "After I go out, I will definitely be a new man, and I will never say a bad word about Teacher Su again, trust me!"

But Mo Junyi just glanced at him lightly: "Whether your actions are illegal or not has nothing to do with others."

Bai Yuan immediately went down the donkey: "Yes, yes, isn't my legal awareness weak? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, and I will never do it again in the future!"

Mo Junyi was noncommittal, but replied: "This is not the part I am responsible for, and what will happen afterwards will depend on your attitude of admitting your mistake."

Bai Yuan acted as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw, he almost fell to his knees in gratitude when he heard the words.

Mo Junyi was originally afraid that he would stab Su Xingtong in the back because of this incident after he went out. After all, the King of Hades is easy to see, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with. Seeing that he is almost scared now, Mo Junyi accepted it when he saw it, turned around and left here.

The matter in the bureau was temporarily settled, Mo Junyi had a casual lunch outside, and planned to go home to get some things, and then went to see his aunt and uncle.

When the car stopped downstairs, he happened to bump into Su Xingtong who was knocking on the door of the station.

"Why didn't you call me when you got back?" Mo Junyi got out of the car and stepped forward to ask.

Su Xingtong was taken aback by him, turned his head and said, "I thought you wouldn't go out during the holidays."

Mo Junyi walked up to the front and opened the door and asked, "Is something lost?"

Whether intentionally or not, Mo Junyi omitted the word "my home" and just said "home", as if referring to the home of the two of them.

Su Xingtong didn't know if he could hear it, but he just nodded slightly when he heard the words: "Well, it's not that something happened to the director. The crew has to change the director, and even the screenwriter. The new screenwriter talked to me this morning... let I'll show him the notes."

Speaking of the notebook, the two fell silent at the same time, only the sound of unlocking the door sounded.

Mo Junyi pushed the door and walked in, Su Xingtong silently followed, closed the door with his backhand and changed the subject abruptly, "Where did you go this morning?"

"I went to the bureau." Mo Junyi hung his coat on the hanger, "The notes are on the bookshelf in the study. Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

The two paragraphs before and after this sentence are completely irrelevant. Su Xingtong was stunned for a moment and then subconsciously said: "There should be nothing else to do after sending the notes. The screenwriter said that she has to read it first and give me an answer tomorrow."

Mo Junyi followed his words and continued very naturally: "Then you want to go back with me for the festival?"

Su Xingtong's cheeks burned up: "Where are you going?"

"My aunt's house." Mo Junyi said, "My grandma is also here. During the festival, she likes to have more people and be lively."

He played a lot under the guise, but in fact he still had to ask someone to go home with him to meet his parents.

Su Xingtong opened his eyes slightly, but didn't answer directly, but quickly changed his shoes, turned around and walked towards the study as if dodging: "...I'll go get a note first."

Mo Junyi didn't catch up, and just stood at the entrance, like that Song countryman who was waiting for a rabbit.

However, this silly rabbit really made him wait.

Su Xingtong spent far more time in the study room than taking notes, probably playing a tangled mental game, after a long while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, pushed the door and walked out, saying: "...Okay, let's go. "

Mo Junyi raised his eyebrows in a rare way and deliberately asked, "Where are you going?"

Su Xingtong never expected that someone like Mo Junyi would intentionally tease him, so he opened his eyes wide and looked at Mo Junyi in disbelief, but after the two of them looked at each other for a while, he felt embarrassed, retracted his gaze and whispered: "... …Go to your home."

Before returning to Aunt Mo Junyi's house, he had to deliver the notebook to the new screenwriter.

Mo Junyi drove Su Xingtong to his company. On the way, the two chatted casually. Although the drunkard's intention was not to drink, the content was still serious.

Su Xingtong unconsciously touched the edge of the notebook, glanced at Mo Junyi quietly, picked up a topic and said, "How many years will Director Zhang be sentenced?"

"It depends on his level of knowledge." Mo Junyi replied, "After he enters, what do you plan to do with this show?"

"There are too many directors in the circle, and there is no shortage of him." Su Xingtong snorted softly, "If he goes in, Bai Yuan will also have to go out for tea, and the entire script will have to be greatly changed. However, although the new screenwriter is As a newcomer, the speed of changing the script is quite fast, and it is estimated that the machine will be restarted in a short time."

Hearing this, Mo Junyi thought of the previously mentioned issue of Bai Yuan adding drama, and when he heard that Bai Yuan was leaving, he couldn't help saying for Su Xingtong: "Bai Yuan is gone, then no one will compete with you for the show, congratulations."

Anyone who said these words might have a somewhat mocking tone. One of the reasons for Su Xingtong's bad reputation in the circle is "too ambitious".

But what Mo Junyi said was really happy for him, Su Xingtong couldn't help laughing and said: "You should cover it up a little bit, you said it so bluntly, how can I answer it?"

Mo Junyi also smiled lightly: "I've always been so direct, so be patient."

The word "directly" reminded Su Xingtong of something, he suddenly stopped talking, turned his head to look out the window and fell silent.

When he arrived at the company, Mo Junyi parked the car in the parking lot next to him.

The Tianle Building is splendid, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going at the door. There may be some reporters inside. If the two are photographed entering and leaving the building together, Su Xingtong's name will probably be listed on the trending searches.

However, Su Xingtong didn't care about this, instead he said to Mo Junyi: "Our company is quite luxurious, do you want to come down with me?"

After Su Xingtong finished speaking, he remembered that Mo Junyi was originally the young master of the Lu family, and he probably didn't care about seeing Tianle, so he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Fortunately, Mo Junyi was stunned for a moment and then agreed: "Okay, then it's better to be respectful than obey orders."

The lobby on the first floor of the building is resplendent and magnificent, and there are many people coming and going, including many famous stars.

After Su Xingtong entered the building, he seemed to be a different person. The softness and shyness on his body disappeared, and the smile on his face was gone. In comparison, the only thing left in the whole person is dignity and coldness.

Su Xingtong was already good-looking, but with such a restrained demeanor, the snow-covered coldness on his body became more and more obvious.

Mo Junyi was walking beside him, his heart skipped a beat when he saw this, and he suddenly remembered their first love.