Costume Mountains and Rivers

When Mo Qinghe's car stopped at the gate of the Zhou mansion, the hands of the watch had already passed nine o'clock, and Mr. Shen was not there. It was inconvenient for the guests to stay too late, so they all dispersed in twos and threes. The path paved with bluestone slabs was quiet Yes, a few rickshaws were parked by the side of the road, the drivers dozed off, the grass insects squeaked, and the night in the suburbs was extraordinarily quiet.

Since Shen Peinan applied to the war zone to stay here permanently, the entrance of the mansion was expanded, a sentry post and barracks were newly set up, and a platoon of troops was stationed to be responsible for the security work of the division commander. The soldiers on guard saw Mo Qinghe's car and respected him A military salute.

Under the ginkgo tree on the side of the path, a black car was quietly parked with the windows open. Mo Qinghe passed by the car, and when he looked inside, the figure inside was very familiar. It was Mr. Chen Zongyi.

Mo Qinghe hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car, got out of the car and knocked on the other car's door, saying hello, "Mr. Chen? Why are you here?"

Chen Zongyi was about to doze off in the back seat. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw that it was Mo Qinghe. He smiled and pointed to the lit living room of the western building: "Yun Yang is playing cards inside, I'll wait for him."

Mo Qinghe said with a smile: "Go in and sit down, there is no tea or water here, and the black lights attract mosquitoes."

Chen Zongyi made a helpless expression, shook his hand, and said with a smile: "No, no, he thinks I'm on the sidelines, and they are uncomfortable talking." After speaking, he yawned, glanced at his watch, and patiently returned to the back seat .

Mo Qinghe convinced him as a junior, seeing that Chen Zongyi didn't intend to get out of the car, so he didn't force him, and said "wait, I went in to urge him, then walked through the garden and entered the mansion.

The guests in the living room have all left, and the servants have also returned to their rooms to rest. Only Hang Yunyang and the three cornermen of Liyuanhang are playing mahjong happily. The work in the house, catch up and meet.Mo Qinghe untied the cloak and handed it to him, walked all the way to the poker table, and patted Yun Yang on the shoulder: "Little heartless, your man is waiting for you outside."

The game of cards was in full swing, Hang Yunyang stared at the cards without blinking: "Don't shout, I'm about to win."

"Tsk, your Mister Chen earns hundreds of thousands a year. It's rare that you win this one and fifty cents." Mo Qinghe pushed him, and the other three actors heard that someone was waiting, and they all said they would fight again another day, Hang Yunyang Standing up angrily: "Let's talk after finishing this lap, he has only waited for an hour, how can he not wait? When chasing after my ass and wanting to get along with me, I have to wait all day and night! Brother, today I Don't leave at night, I want to sleep with you, and tell me how annoying he is!"

Lao Liu brought several coats from the cloakroom, Mo Qinghe took Hang Yunyang's woolen scarf, tied it for him personally, pushed his shoulders and walked out, Yunyang reluctantly turned back while walking, thinking Nagging, but was stopped by Mo Qinghe: "Okay, who wants to listen to your nagging, the train tonight will be home in a while, and I can't take care of you."

Yun Yang was not reconciled, and said: "The teacher has only been away for two weeks, and it's not like he hasn't come back for ten or eight years. As for watching eagerly, let me tell you, you can't get used to people like them. You follow him, he Treat you as a toy..."

Mo Qinghe chuckled, shook her head and said, "You don't know, he is afraid of making noise when he comes home from work."

"I don't know?" Hang Yunyang snorted softly, his face turned cold, but then he smiled again, seeing that the situation was irreversible, he called the little actors who were playing cards together, and walked down the steps of the hall together, shouting: "Hey, go to my house and continue playing, let's play all night..."

Several people chatted and laughed as they walked to Chen Zongyi's car, and got in one by one. Chen Zongyi was squeezed so hard that he got off from the other side, sat in the passenger cab, said hello to Mo Qinghe, and closed the car door .

Mo Qinghe watched the car disappear at the corner of the path, his mind was buzzing with the noise of his junior and junior, so he stood with his arms sleeved and stood under the porch watching the rain.

Old Liu stood aside and said with a smile: "Boss Hang is as lively as before, and still has this playful and quarrelsome temper."

Mo Qinghe was taken aback, he realized what Yun Yang said just now, he couldn't help showing a wry smile, thinking about the appearance of his junior, Yu Qiao's smiling face in the old photo flashed before his eyes, sighed softly Said: "The teacher must have spoiled him very much before."

Seeing his lonely expression, Lao Liu realized that he had said something wrong, so he hurriedly comforted him: "If you really say it hurts, it's better than Boss Mo."

"When we first met, I petted him for a while, but then I thought his talk was too much trouble, and gradually cooled down. In the end, I only gave money to show off, and I didn't see him much." Old Liu smiled happily, and said to himself Said: "The person in the teacher's seat has the advantage that he is not stingy with money, but the disadvantage is that he is impatient and has no patience."

The autumn wind drizzled and slanted towards the bottom of the porch, making people's faces icy cold. Mo Qinghe nodded and stood on the porch looking at the dark garden in the night rain. The light at the sentry post moved. As soon as he moved, a rickshaw stopped at the door, held an umbrella and chatted with the soldiers on guard, then turned and left.

Not long after, the concierge held an umbrella, jumped across the path full of puddles, called the young master, and put a note into Mo Qinghe's hand. When he opened it, it was Mo Liuchu's handwriting.

The letter was written with a brush, soaked in rain, one big and one small, crooked and hard to read: "Thank you for thinking about it, I will come to pay my respects sometime, Mo Liuchu."

This was the contact code he had agreed with his senior brother. It meant that the situation on his side was unstable, so Mo Qinghe should not take the initiative to contact him. He would find a way to restore communication when he was sure it was safe.But Mo Qinghe knew that this note was not meant for that. Their meeting tonight was too embarrassing. Senior brother didn't want to see him again, and he had no reason to go to Mo Liuchu again. The relationship between the two of them was broken at this point.

He thought, Mo Liuchu is not a person who settles for the next best thing, he lost to Shen Peinan, he was miserable and embarrassing, and now he just wants to save a little face, so he took the initiative to make a clean ending.

Mo Qinghe thanked the concierge, turned around and went back to the living room, leaning on the sofa, hugging a cushion to play with the cat.

The little yellow cat was terribly sleepy. Seeing that its owner was not sleeping, it didn't want to stay alone, so it yawned, curled up beside Mo Qinghe, closed its eyes, and purred twice following its owner's touch.

The bell was ringing ten times in a row. Mo Qinghe had no intention of going upstairs. Old Liu looked at the dark night outside the window, leaned over and smiled and said, "Boss Mo, go back to sleep. I'm afraid the train will be delayed. I don't know when it will be." Only then can I arrive, as long as I am here to guard."

Holding a glass bottle of foreign wine, Mo Qinghe poured herself a bottom of the glass, mixed ice cubes and imported Kou Kou, and drank half of the glass in one gulp. With her eyes half closed, she looked at the ceiling and said softly: "I want to wait for him to come back."

Shen Peinan has been away from home for nearly two weeks, Mo Qinghe has never missed him more than now, wants to talk to him, wants to tell him about the past and the promises he made when he and Liu Chu grew up together when they were young, and about them The trees he climbed together, the beatings he received, the dramas he recited, the crickets in the corners and the little white flowers blooming all over the yard, he once wore a shabby padded jacket that couldn’t see the color, and carefully held Liu Chu’s hand , Said to the brother who was a head taller than him, when I grow up, I will be your wife.

He didn't want to hide it from Shen Peinan, he abandoned his senior brother and his past because of him, he needed to confess and repent, and also needed some comfort in his lover's arms, even if it was just a quiet hug.

Mo Qinghe curled up on the sofa, listening to the sound of the clock, and fell asleep unknowingly, and woke up in the middle of the night, with an extra blanket on her body, the living room was dark, only a gas lamp was on, the little yellow cat Feeling suffocated in the blanket, he poked his head out, put his round head against Mo Qinghe's neck, and fell asleep comfortably.

The sound of hurried conversation came from the porch, getting closer and closer, the door of the living room opened with a bang, Shen Peinan carried a suitcase, strode in, and yelled at the adjutant Xiao Gu behind him: "Go, come again!" Send a telegram to Han, give him the villa in Qingdao, and ask him what else he wants..."

Mo Qinghe sat up in a daze, seeing that Shen Peinan had really come back, she hurriedly lifted the blanket to greet her, and took the gas lamp to pull the switch of the crystal chandelier, and with a snap, the living room suddenly lit up.

Only then did Shen Peinan notice him, nodded at him, and strode up to the second floor. Mo Qinghe stepped on the stairs and followed, chasing after him: "Brother Shen, I'll wait for you, don't you?" Be careful to fall asleep..."

He chased after him, touched Shen Peinan's arm, with a smile in his eyes: "Brother Shen, I'll help you carry the suitcase..."

Shen Peinan turned around with a gloomy expression, trying to control her tone, "Xiao Mo, I have something to do now, so go to sleep by yourself."

Mo Qinghe was taken aback, agreed, and followed him up to the second floor without saying a word.

He and Shen Peinan each have their own rooms. Shen Peinan is busy with business during the day and socializing at poker games and dinners at night. Once he falls asleep, he doesn't want to be disturbed. When necessary, he will come to Mo Qinghe. If he is too lazy to move after work, he will sleep with him Sleep in the room for a while.Mo Qinghe liked him, and woke up in the middle of the night, staring at his strong arms in a daze in the dark, couldn't help touching and kissing his back lightly, Shen Peinan felt like getting up, and woke up halfway through being teased, Suppressing his anger, he put on his nightgown and got up and left. After repeated several times, Mo Qinghe didn't dare to provoke him anymore. He knew very well that Shen Peinan regarded him as a person who spent money to support him, as a flower of Xieyu. It hurts, but that's about it.

He is different from Hang Yunyang, Yunyang and Shen Peinan had a quarrel, and the left is just another one in the social arena, if he annoys Shen Peinan, not only will it ruin the organization's plan, but his safety will also be threatened, he knows too well Much personal and secret, a man who cannot leave alive.

After being scolded, Xiao Gu came out of Shen Peinan's room, stood in the corridor, breathed a sigh of relief, Mo Qinghe brushed past him with a washbasin and towel, and knocked on the door of Shen Peinan's bedroom.

Xiao Gu was walking to the stairs, and looked back sympathetically.

The door of the room opened, Mo Qinghe stepped in, put the washbasin on the wooden shelf at the door, and set up new towels.Shen Peinan was sitting at the table with his back facing him, with an olive green military coat draped over his body, and his whole body was enveloped by the light of the desk lamp. His back was broad and straight, and he sat in a standard military posture with his hat on the side for a long time The train, the hair was flattened, sticking to the scalp.

"Brother Shen." He stood at the door and said in a low voice: "The bath water is put away, you go and take a shower."

Shen Peinan didn't look back, and hummed.

Mo Qinghe stood behind him and did not leave. He suddenly missed the few days in Hangzhou, when they stood on the same front to fight against the enemy together. Shen Peinan was very kind to him in order to make up for the grievances his family gave him.But now that he is back in Beiping, he seems to be beaten back to his original form all of a sudden, he can no longer be the little wife of the Shen family.

Shen Peinan didn't hear anything, looked back, frowned, and said: "If you don't sleep, it will be dawn, go and rest."

Mo Qinghe rubbed against him and said softly, "I want to sleep with you."

Shen Peinan looked at him in surprise, his eyes became ambiguous, he squeezed his butt, and said with a smile: "Have you thought about it?" He put down the pen, put one arm around Mo Qinghe's waist, and sighed: "Brother is tired!" No, not today, but tomorrow."

Mo Qinghe shook her head: "I don't want it, I just miss you."

Shen Peinan saw that he had a serious face and a sad expression, which was even more strange. He sorted out the documents on the table, walked back with Mo Qinghe in his arms, and sent him back to the bedroom, sat on the bed, and put down the four-poster bed casually. She leaned over and kissed the side of Mo Qinghe's nose, and said, "I have to go out early tomorrow morning, so I won't be able to accompany you. Come back around three o'clock in the afternoon. You change your clothes and wait for me at home. Take me with you." You go somewhere."

Mo Qinghe raised her head: "Where are you going?"

Shen Peinan leaned close to his ear and said softly: "I found your mother."