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After finishing this quarter's tax report, Mo Ting simply took a bath and went to bed. His muscles and bones were all loose, and he was overwhelmed by unstoppable exhaustion.

He raised his hand to touch the bedside table, picked up his phone, and habitually opened the novel reading app before going to bed.

There is only a horror novel on the bookshelf, which was pushed to him by the app one day. Because the account is linked to the mobile phone number, when it is pushed, it shows that another friend in the address book is also reading this novel.

He is not interested in who it is.

After scanning the first two chapters, the writing is flat, the dialogue is boring, and the plot is nonsense.

Don't listen to the high pressure of work. Even if the body wants to fall asleep, the soul is still at the height of Mountan High. This kind of mismatch is commonly known as falling asleep slowly, so what he needs is not a bedtime story with ups and downs and a good-looking story that makes people unwilling to let go. That would undoubtedly make his sleep worse. Pujiewen has an advantage. It was too boring to watch, so he naturally fell asleep.

Effective for sleep aid.

After reading today's update with a blank mind, Mo Ting was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. After reading the main text, the reader's comments would be loaded, but when the interface was loaded, he saw that the number of comments was... 0?

In the darkness, facing the bright light of the screen, Mo Ting squinted his eyes, feeling a little abrupt.

He remembered that there was one and only one true fan of this article, Zhang Zhang left a comment, and the reader ID was familiar to him, it was called "Yi Min Yan Yu". Every time he read the update, he could see her active speeches in the message area, three It has been like this every day for months, but today he suddenly didn't see it, which made him not used to it for a while.

Thinking it was a problem with the internet speed, he loaded it again, but the comment area was empty.

Hover your fingertips on the "Comment" button for a moment, don't hesitate for a second, and press a few words.

[Book friend 58782453: Read it. 】

This is the first time he left a comment, and he simply felt that the empty comment area was miserable.

The street writers also need encouragement.

Exiting the chapter, he didn't turn off the phone immediately, but pulled down the interface to look through the previous comments.

The figure of the true fan is everywhere in the message area——

【Yi MinoYanYu: (⊙o⊙) Oh my god~ So bloody~ So violent~ It made me shiver in the middle of the night~】

[One Minion Misty Rain: o(*////▽////*)q hee hee, I always feel that there is a relationship between the two male protagonists that goes beyond friendship~ looking forward to~]

[Yi Mino Misty Rain: ヽ(｀⌒) That woman is really annoying!Don't cry quietly~ I will protect you, I am super fierce! ! ! 】

【Yi MinoYanYu: ╥﹏╥...quietly died, my heart hurts so much~ you are so bad~】

【…】

Mo Ting chuckled: "The kaomoji madman in the embarrassing world."

Going forward, it is a more interesting message than an embarrassing comment——

【Yi MinoYanYu: I had a quarrel with the class representative today~knock the hell out of me~ I'm not serious about doing things, and even accuse others, lol!I'm so mad! ! ! ╰(‵□′)╯I really want to throw him into a big horror article! 】

[One Minion Misty Rain: During the class meeting, Bancao sat across from me, I secretly watched him for 2 minutes and 24 seconds, but I was not noticed, hee hee~ I am really happy today! ! ! (^o^)/]

[One Minion Misty Rain: Bancao is really super cute! ! !Today he went to pour water, turned around and bumped into me, so he was super nervous, kept saying sorry, his face was red, ヾ(^▽^ヾ) was very polite. 】

[A misty rain: Banhua from the next class came to invite Bancao to eat, humming, disgusting! ┴┴︵╰(‵ ′)╯︵┴┴]

When reading the comments, Mo Ting had a feeling, like two lights lit up in the dark universe, echoing each other, although they didn't know who the other party was, but they read the same street article, and it was also difficult to sleep at night. The loneliness that breeds is wonderfully lessened.

Don't listen to say without exaggeration that the daily life of a misty high school is better than this novel.

It should be a high school student, he thought, the kind of cute high school girl who wears ponytails, always talks with a pout, and blinks and blinks.

At two o'clock in the morning, Mo Ting quit the novel reading app, set the alarm clock, and turned on the airplane mode.

The next day I went to work as usual, and the city's third ring road was blocked, causing the National People's Congress to get angry early in the morning.

Stepping into the office, Mo Ting put down the hot milk, which was bought from a convenience store at the entrance of the park, took off his coat, casually put it on the back of the chair, opened the laptop, and sat down.

Taking advantage of the gap, she took a sip of hot milk, but before she swallowed it, a woman threw herself on the partition in front of her desk and said, "Listen, let's take your car for dinner tonight. I found out that the car broke down this morning. My husband sent me to work." , don’t bother him to send it off again at night.”

Mo Ting was caught off guard and almost spit milk, quickly licked off the white milk froth on his lips, took out a few tissues from the corner of the table, and responded with a good temper: "Yes, yes."

The energetic woman in front of her is Kathy, the person in charge of the personnel department. Even in winter, she dresses beautifully and freezes people. Wherever she goes, the fragrance of Dior Poison floats.

The woman wrapped the cashmere scarf around her neck in circles, gossiping enthusiastically: "Do you know? Lin will come tonight too."

Mo Ting thought for a moment, subconsciously looked past Kathy, and looked at the office cubicle behind her. Through the transparent glass, there was no one in it.

"Lin is back?" Mo Ting pretended to ask casually after wiping his mouth, crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can beside his feet.

As of today, that person has been on a business trip for a full week.

"Yes, the group said that they just flew back from Detroit last night. Hey, there is another big news for you. It is said that the headquarters wants to transfer him..."

While talking, the glass door of the office area was pushed open, and the intern from the taxation department came in with his backpack on his back. His cheeks and nose were flushed by the cold wind. He greeted Mo enthusiastically after seeing Mo, "Good morning!"

Mo Ting smiled at him, the gentleman was handsome: "Morning."

Seeing that there were more and more people in the office, Kathy couldn't gossip anymore, so before leaving, she said to Mo Ting, "Remember to wait for me at night."

Near noon, Lin Yesheng appeared in the office dragging a medium-sized suitcase.

Like dominoes, from the south to the north, nearly fifty people stopped their work one after another, and collectively paid attention to the door.

Mo Ting was having an impromptu meeting on Skype, because Lin Yesheng was in a daze for a while.

Lin Yesheng, male, the general manager of the company's Asia-Pacific region, his age is unknown, he is a Virgo with a monstrous face, his clothes are worthy of his appearance, there is only the word "perfect" in the dictionary, he can become an audience wherever he goes Punchline wants to have as many sus as many sus, but the aura is too cold, which dissuades a lot of men and women who are trying to get close. For the whole company, such a high-altitude flower is enough to watch from afar.

Mo Ting was close to the door, and noticed that his face was a little pale, as if he hadn't had a good rest, but thinking about the man catching a plane overnight, he could understand.

Lin Yesheng was tall and straight, without squinting, unaware of the turmoil he caused, dragging his suitcase into the company's separate compartment for executives.

When he opened the door and entered, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Mo Ting always felt that the man was looking at him indistinctly.

Fair skin, short black hair, the jaw line is slightly tense when the head is tilted, and the curvature from the side face to the neck is perfect.The beauty is in the bones but not the skin, Lin Yesheng's bones and skin are both beautiful, and Mo Ting's heart skipped a beat for a moment.

The door of the office cubicle closed, as if the hand holding the pause button had been released, and the office area resumed operation.