When I got in the car, I was blown by the heater, and my sanity slowly returned.

Ji Qianning felt that it was unkind to use Mo Han as a shield. The other party didn't care about her, and she felt guilty. In order to cover herself, she had nothing to say: "Didn't you see the message I sent you?"

"I see." Mo Han turned the steering wheel and said casually, "I drove in directly and didn't find it troublesome."

"The security didn't let you register?"

Mo Han sneered and said, "I have been here many times, and the security guards have recognized me for a long time. He also asked me if I have family members living in it. If yes, I can ask the property management to help me get a pass."

Ji Qianning didn't know if what she said was true or not, but judging by the speed at which Mo Han drove in, she probably came in without registering.As for "family members" and "passports", the topics are too sensitive to continue, so she hurriedly changed the subject: "How did you finish it so quickly?"

Mo Han looked at her from the rearview mirror, with dark eyes, and said, "I asked the director to advance my part. I filmed all night for a week. I wanted to pick you up early, but you said that I couldn't get my turn in line."

The [grievance] that Mo Han sent during the chat finally matched her expression at the moment, frowning, eyes drooping, thin lips lightly pursed, what's the matter with being cute?

Even though they have known each other for 11 years, it was the first time Ji Qianning saw Mo Han showing such a playful expression. She found it novel and funny, and at the same time, she was moved and felt guilty because of her words.

Ji Qianning couldn't help but reflect on herself, were those words in WeChat too much?

But she also belongs to the kind of person who has a stubborn mouth and doesn't want to be subdued even if she makes a mistake. She straightened her back and changed the subject again: "I'm a little hungry, what shall we eat?"

Mo Han saw through her trick, but did not puncture it, and said, "It's cold, let's eat hot pot."

"Alright, I really like hot pot."

After saying this, Ji Qianning didn't know what to say.

Every time I was alone with Mo Han, it was very awkward. She used to be able to fight people with confidence, but now that we are friends, it is not appropriate to fight anymore.

The point is that Mo Han didn't even ask her where she was going to eat, maybe she felt as embarrassed as she did?

This adaptation process is a bit difficult.

Forget it, go wherever you want, Mo Han will not sell her.

Ji Qianning adjusted her sitting posture, pondered for a long time, and said, "Listen to some music."

Habitually reaching out to touch the mixer, Ji Qianning quickly tuned to a certain music channel. Ji Qianning sat upright, raised her head, and bumped into Mo Han's unpredictable eyes.

Ji Qianning thought she was blaming herself for making her own claims, and was about to explain when she heard Mo Han say, "You are quite familiar with my car."

Ji Qianning's eyelids twitched, thinking that something was wrong.

Although she was Mo Han's manager in the previous life, Mo Han drove most of the trips, she sat next to her, and turned on the radio to listen to music when she was bored.

Regarding this car, Ji Qianning dare not say that she can touch every part with her eyes closed, but she is too familiar with every detail.

I seemed a little carried away just now...

She quickly calmed down and said, "Aren't all the cars similar?"

Mo Han glanced at her and said nothing.

With music, the atmosphere is less dry.But I don't know if it was too warm and fragrant in the car, Ji Qianning wanted to yawn after listening for a while.She was too embarrassed to say that she turned off the music, which made her appear too pretentious.

Seeing her moving around, Mo Han broke the silence and said, "Let's chat for a while."

"Hey, what are we talking about?"

"Going home for the New Year this time, are you happy?"

"good."

"Is your father okay?"

"Very good. Thank you for your concern."

"Where are your stepmother and stepsister? How are they?"

"That's it." Ji Qianning blurted out subconsciously, and after she realized it, she looked at her in astonishment, "How do you know about my family's situation?"

Mo Han tapped the steering wheel with her slender fingers, and said in a casual tone: "When we first met, you told me yourself when you were drunk."

Ji Qianning: "..." I must have been too unsuspecting back then, and I would fight my heart out with people just after seeing each other, no wonder I would be wiped out in the end.

The two chatted a lot whether they had a ride or not, and the car drove more and more sideways without knowing it.

The hustle and bustle of the city and the bright neon lights were thrown farther and farther away, there were fewer and fewer vehicles, and few pedestrians were seen.At night, Ji Qianning lost her sense of direction. She looked at the strange buildings around her and said, "Where are you taking me?"

Seeing her nervous face, Mo Han couldn't help teasing: "Are you scared?"

Ji Qianning stiffened her neck and said, "I'm afraid you'll go the wrong way!"

Mo Han smiled lightly and said, "I didn't go wrong, I just wanted to take you to a special place."

Ji Qianning settled down.

Ji Qianning thought that she was going to take her to some secret private restaurant, but when Mo Han drove the car into a luxury residential area and looked at the luxurious villas, she couldn't help but feel a subtle feeling in her heart.

She seems to have been here before.

The electronic sensor door recognizes the license plate number, and the iron door opens automatically.

Mo Han drove the car in, parked it in the garage, and said to Ji Qianning who seemed to be frozen, "Here we are."

Ji Qianning came back to her senses, unfastened her seat belt, got out of the car, and looked at the large courtyard illuminated by street lights as brightly as day, with mixed feelings in her heart.

She had indeed been to this place, but only ten years ago.

Balloons are stuck to the white fence around the yard, festive ribbons are hung on the tall green plants, and a long red carpet is spread on the green grass. At the end of the red carpet is an arch made of pink roses.

The master of ceremonies in suits and leather shoes stood on the heart-shaped stage and said to the guests with a high voice: "Welcome everyone to attend the wedding of Ms. Mo Han and Ms. Ji Qianning!"

There were not many guests, but the wedding ceremony was very grand.

Most of them are family friends who have close contacts with the Mo family, and there is only one guest representative for the two brides.

Mo Han is notoriously aloof, she doesn't have any close friends in the circle.Ji Qianning only invited Ji Mingyang here.

Sparse guests were scattered in every corner of the yard. Some toasted to celebrate, some were indifferent, and some had malicious intentions.

"Whose child is Ji Qianning? I haven't heard that Lao Mo knows any Boss Ji."

"I heard he was an actor."

"No wonder, it matches well with Ah Han."

"What is a good match? I heard that it seems that the young actor was injured, disfigured, and ruined his future while filming to save Ahan, and then he just said that he wanted to marry Ahan."

"Really?! That's pathetic."

"What a pity, being an actor is hard and tiring. If you have the ability to be popular, you can forget it. If you don't have the ability, you may not even be able to support yourself. If you climb into the Mo family, you will be rich and prosperous for a lifetime. Tsk tsk, this little actor is very scheming." .”

"You can't say that, maybe he and Ahan agree in love."

"If it were you, would you marry such a disfigured ugly monster?"

Ji Qianning and Ji Mingyang were talking about heartfelt words between father and daughter. That day, the east wind happened to blow, and the wind blew the rumors and froze the happy smile on her face.

After the guests dispersed, only the two of them remained in the whole big house.

"Today is our wedding day, why are you unhappy?" Mo Han lifted her veil and said looking at her slightly stiff face covered by heavy makeup.

Ji Qianning thought of the words "ugly" and felt a sharp pain in her heart. She forced a smile and said, "I'm very happy."

"Why are you still crying when you're happy?" Mo Han frowned, and helped her wipe away two lines of tears.

Ji Qianning laughed and cried, "Because... I'm so happy."

Mo Han said she was stupid.

The wedding night in the bridal chamber is a moment that Ji Qianning will remember for the rest of her life.

She wore heavy makeup and had sex with Mo Han. It was extremely painful, but also extremely happy.

This villa was Mo Xukun's wedding gift to her and Mo Han, and it was their new house.

Later, when the divorce agreement was signed, Mo Han gave her the house, but she didn't want it.

Since her rebirth, Ji Qianning has been very repulsed to come into contact with all people and things related to her previous life, but facing this house, her heart is surprisingly peaceful.

Maybe it was because it contained their endless sweetness, even if it was an illusion, this place was the happiest place in her previous life.

She didn't hate this place at all, and even wanted to go in eagerly to see if the furnishings inside were still the same as before.

She didn't even realize that she took a step ahead of Mo Han, and walked quickly to the gate. By coincidence, she stretched out her right index finger and pressed it on the fingerprint identification area familiarly.

——"Fingerprint cannot be recognized, please re-enter."

When the mechanical system error sounded, Ji Qianning's body trembled and she woke up instantly.

Withdrawing her hand, turning her head to look at Mo Han with probing eyes, Ji Qianning panicked and explained embarrassingly: "I don't live in such a high-end place, so I'm a little curious."

Mo Han took a deep look at her, grabbed her cold and stiff hand, and under her puzzled gaze, pressed out 6 digital codes in sequence with her hand.

With a beep, the unlock was successful and the door opened.

Ji Qianning was slightly distracted, and suddenly heard Mo Han saying in her ear: "Have you seen clearly?"

"……what?"

Seeing her blank expression, Mo Han knew that she must not have read it seriously just now, so he laughed and said, "The password is 101211. Don't you realize that this string of numbers is very familiar?"

Ji Qianning was confused and shook her head.

Mo Han sighed inaudibly, tapped the tip of her nose with her finger, and said, "This is the day we first met."

Being reminded by her, Ji Qianning suddenly remembered and was shocked: "You actually use this as the password for the door of your house?"

Mo Han said, "Because it's easy to remember, and I think it's very meaningful."

Ji Qianning: "..."

Mo Han took her hand and walked in.

Lights and heating are automatically turned on by induction.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, Ji Qianning only felt a sore nose.

Afraid of being spotted by Mo Han, she hastily lowered her head and said, "Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom."

Mo Han pointed in a certain direction and said, "Go."

In fact, Ji Qianning could find it even with her eyes closed without Mo Han's guidance, but she was afraid of pretending to be revealing.

She quickly hid in the bathroom, and exhaled at herself in the mirror who was vaguely out of control.

She didn't dare to stay in it for too long, because there were too many memories of her and Mo Han in the previous life in that bathroom.Especially the huge bathtub, she couldn't help but blush and heartbeat just by looking at it.

After calming down, Ji Qianning opened the bathroom door.

"Huh—" She didn't expect Mo Han to stand outside the door, and exclaimed in shock.

Mo Han smiled and asked her, "Have you washed your hands?"

Ji Qianning looked at her dry hands: "I didn't wash them..."

Mo Han couldn't help but push her in again, and said, "Let's wash together, and eat after washing."

"Eat???" Ji Qianning didn't know why.

"Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Ji Qianning never expected that Mo Han would work so hard to drive for nearly an hour just to bring her here for a hot pot meal.

The dining table has long been filled with all kinds of hot pot ingredients, and delicious chicken soup is stewed in the soup pot in the middle.

Ji Qianning was pushed down on the chair by Mo Han like a puppet, staring at the table full of ingredients in a daze: "Did you ask someone to bring these?"

"I asked the housekeeper to prepare it in advance." Mo Han sat down opposite her.

Ji Qianning guessed it, she swallowed heavily, and said, "The two of us can't finish eating so much."

Mo Han said indifferently: "Eat first and then talk."

Ji Qianning took the chopsticks she handed over, not knowing which set to start with.

There are really too many. If she knows that Mo Han is so extravagant, she should suggest finding a restaurant near the apartment.

Seeing that she was not moving, Mo Han offered to help her boil the vegetables, and scooped them into her bowl with a colander.

When Ji Qianning didn't pay attention, the bowl in front of her was full.

"Stop, stop!" She hurriedly pressed Mo Han's hand that wanted to continue feeding, "You eat yours, I will do it myself."

Mo Han has a good habit of eating, chewing slowly and not talking.Ji Qian said in her heart that this is fine, and she doesn't need to try her best to find a topic, which saves the embarrassment of two people looking at each other silently.

Both of them are actors, and they were more restrained about eating dinner, and stopped after a few mouthfuls.

The moment Ji Qianning put down the chopsticks, Ji Qianning felt an unspeakable discomfort and caught a cold, and she hoped that Mo Han would take the initiative to speak.

Mo Han stood up and left the restaurant without saying a word.

Ji Qianning thought she was going to wash her hands, so she sat and waited for her boredly.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Mo Han did not come back. Ji Qianning wondered if she had fallen into the toilet. When she walked out of the restaurant to find someone, she heard Mo Han shouting, "Qian Ning."

But the sound didn't seem to be coming from the direction of the bathroom. Ji Qianning looked around, and suddenly found that the door was open, and a strange "russling" sound came from outside.

She was suddenly a little nervous, staring at the door, and tentatively called, "Mohan?"

"It's me." Mo Han's voice came in along the north wind, "There's something interesting, come out and see it."

After confirming that the person outside was Mo Han and not a thief, Ji Qianning put on her coat and scarf and went out: "What are you doing..."

Before the word "What" was spoken, only a "bang" was heard, and a cluster of huge fireworks exploded in mid-air.

Ji Qian froze in place.

She raised her head and stared intently at the clusters of exploding fireworks, forgetting how cold it was outside and forgetting to think.

She didn't even notice when Mo Han came to her side.

They just stood side by side in the yard, silently watching the fireworks go off.

There are only dozens of fireworks in a barrel, and the splendor is so short.

These fireworks are actually no different from the ones seen on New Year's Eve, and Ji Qianning doesn't know why she still has something to say.She moved her sore neck and asked the people around her, "Is there any more?"

Mo Han blinked and said, "There are others."

"What is it?" Ji Qianning looked forward to it.

Mo Han bent down and took out a bundle of fairy sticks from a cardboard box, and said briskly, "We can still play with this."

Ji Qianning has seen others play, but she has never played it herself.When Mo Han ignited the fuse and the fairy wand spewed out flames, her complexion changed suddenly, and she said, "That's all right!"

Mo Han grabbed a fairy wand, drew a circle in the air, and looked at her with a smile: "Don't you think this one looks better?"

Good-looking is good-looking, but she is afraid!Ji Qianning stepped back frequently, trying to hide in the house.

Mo Han grabbed her wrist and said with a serious face: "Qian Ning, you have to overcome it."

overcome what?Ji Qianning stared at the fireworks close at hand, not in the mood to think about what Mo Han just said.

Seeing her struggling hard, Mo Han changed her face and said softly, "You hold my hand, and I'll help you hold it, is that okay?"

……not good.Ji Qianning pursed her lips tightly.

"Don't you like watching fireworks the most?" Mo Han tried to persuade, "This is not a real fire, it's just sparks. Look, the grass on the ground hasn't been burned."

Ji Qianning followed her instructions and looked towards the grass, only to see sparks falling one by one, and the withered grass on the ground was not ignited.

Seeing that her expression was loosening, Mo Han walked towards her slowly, opened her stiff fingers, and wrapped them around his wrist.

Ji Qianning reflexively wanted to take it back, but the back of her hand was pressed down by Mo Han's other hand.

Holding a fairy wand in his left hand and holding her hand in his right, Mo Han came behind her and guided her to dance the fairy wand with him in a half-hugging gesture.

The colored Martians "swish" through the night sky like a meteor shower, which is wonderful and dazzling.

Ji Qianning became so nervous that she didn't dare to move or speak, until one was burnt out, she stared blankly at the extinguished fire wire, and subconsciously said, "It's gone."

"Don't worry, there is more." Mo Han's warm breath sprayed on her face, "I didn't lie to you, this is very safe."

Ji Qianning nodded in a daze.

"Are you still playing?" Mo Han coaxed softly, "I'll catch you anyway, don't be afraid."

Ji Qianning was still scared in her heart, but miraculously, Mo Han's touch and warmth made her feel at ease.

She nodded again.

Mo Han raised her eyebrows, picked up a fairy wand again and ignited it, and played with her in the same way as before.

The brilliant sparks shone on Ji Qianning's soft and flawless face, watching her tense cheeks slowly relax, and finally revealed a hint of joy unconsciously.With a thought in his mind, Mo Han lowered his head and gently kissed her charming face.

Ji Qianning, who had just experienced a little bit of the fun of playing fairy wands, stiffened her back, turned her head, and bumped into Mo Han's bottomless eyes.

With a thump in her heart, she realized that the two people's movements were too ambiguous, she pulled her hands suddenly, withdrew from the warm embrace, and said angrily, "I won't play anymore."

"..." Mo Han stepped on the unburned fairy stick and quickly chased after it.

She was a little worried that Ji Qianning would get angry, and then slam the door and leave in a fit of anger.

Entering inside, she saw Ji Qianning picking up the still warm hot pot, she hurried over to help: "What are you doing?"

Still awkward about that kiss, Ji Qianning separated her hand and said, "You buy me something to eat, and I'll clean it up for you."

"Just put it here. Auntie will come to clean it up tomorrow."

Ji Qianning just felt that she had to do something to buffer it.

Although they only lived in this house for a month, there were so many good memories in it, she was a little reluctant to leave - this was the main reason.

Regardless of Mo Han's persuasion, Ji Qianning poured out the excess soup, turned on the hot water, but couldn't find the dish soap.

Looking at the spotless open kitchen, she suspected that no one had ever used it, and cast a questioning look at Mo Han.

Mo Han walked over slowly, opened the cabinet, took out a pair of rubber gloves, a bottle of dishwashing liquid, and a dishcloth, handed them to her and said, "Clean up slowly."

Ji Qianning asked doubtfully while putting on her gloves: "Does anyone usually live here?"

"I come here occasionally." Mo Han said.

"Oh."

The hot pot is the most difficult to clean. It is covered with a thick layer of grease, and it needs to be washed several times to clean it.

Ji Qianning knew that she was looking for trouble for nothing, so she tried her best to be natural and took the blame seriously.

Mo Han watched quietly from the side.

After brushing and taking off the gloves, Ji Qianning hesitated and said, "Can I have a visit?"

"Please." Mo Han said generously.

The villa has three floors: the first floor is the study room, kitchen, and home theater; the second floor is the master bedroom and guest bedroom; the third floor is temporarily idle.

Seeing the second floor from the first floor, Ji Qianning found that the furnishings of every room inside have not changed, she was filled with emotion, and kept fighting with the memories in her mind: it's all over, don't think about it anymore.

But the more you suppress it, the more you can't help recalling it.

Mohan once used the kitchen to make her the first bowl of longevity noodles in her life; they once had sex on the living room sofa; she accidentally fell asleep in the study and Mohan carried her back to the room to sleep; Mohan was reciting scripts in the open air and she went to the terrace to water flower……

Almost everywhere, there are their "sweet" memories.

At the end of the recollection, Ji Qianning collapsed a little.

She felt that she was purely looking for abuse.

She stopped in front of the master bedroom door and said firmly, "I won't read it."

She wants to escape.

Mo Han pushed the door of the master bedroom open before she turned around.

More memories flooded in like a tide, submerging her underneath.Ji Qianning couldn't move for a while.

She watched Mo Han walk in, walked to the bed, and sat down.

Mo Han looked at her tenderly, patted her side: "Come here."

She clearly knew she shouldn't go there, but her two legs didn't listen to her order, and moved inside step by step.

When he arrived, Mo Han grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit down.

The two stared at the dark night sky outside in a daze.

Ji Qianning felt that this look was a bit silly, and wanted to get up, but Mo Han held her hand tightly and said, "I slept here one day and had a dream about you and me."

Ji Qianning's mind was a little confused, and said, "I dreamed that we were arguing? Or were we fighting?"

"...No." Mo Han looked at her and said solemnly and solemnly: "I dreamed that we were married."

Ji Qianning's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly avoided her burning eyes, and retorted with her comforting words: "Dreams and reality are opposite."

Mo Han choked, and said to himself: "I dreamed that we were married and lived in this house. We slept together, woke up together, and ate breakfast together. Every time you finish eating, you will consciously take the dishes to wash , Never wait for auntie to clean up."

Ji Qianning opened her mouth slightly and looked at her in surprise.

Dreams and reality may be opposite, but what Mo Han said was what they had experienced together in their previous lives.

Could it be that the memory of Mo Han in the previous life was "inherited" to himself in this life? ? ?

Ji Qianning was shocked, and then heard Mo Han say: "I saw you washing the pot just now, I really want to shout..."

"Ok?"

"Wife."

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