It's such a comfortable day.

Regarding what happened in the morning, the two had a tacit understanding not to talk about it.

Since moving here, Mo Bei has fallen in love with sitting on the rocking chair woven with brown rattan in the greenhouse, drinking homemade colorful flower tea, and reading professional books picked up from the bedside in the bedroom.

The weather is getting colder and colder, but it can't stop the bees from collecting honey.Passing through the glass door opened for ventilation in the greenhouse on the top floor, several bees are busy dancing in circles and resting on the blossoming flowers.Occasionally, one or two bees circled Mo Bei a few times as if they were dazzled by the gorgeous flowers in the greenhouse.Could it be that a woman is really as beautiful as a flower, and even the bees who read countless flowers know how to appreciate it?

Mo Bei didn't notice the buzzing bees, because he was completely immersed in the book in his hand.Mo Bei, who had read the book for a long time, suddenly felt his throat dry. He moved his eyes away from the book with difficulty, and picked up the teacup beside him, only to realize that the tea had become completely cold at some point.

He got up and put the book on the rocking chair, rubbed his slightly cold arms with each other, walked forward to the door on the other side of the glass greenhouse, gently squeezed the cold steel handle, and closed the glass door.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain today." Through the glass wall of the greenhouse, there are no big dark clouds in the sky, but the gray and black sky gives people the bleakness of winter.

"Cream, I'll go down and get a pot of hot water, don't run around." Because he got up just now, the empty rocking chair swayed back and forth slightly, waking Cream who was dozing under the rocking chair.

Butter still loves to sleep under the rocking chair. I was really worried that I would accidentally crush it that day.

Mo Bei, who was about to go to the kitchen through the living room, noticed that Chen Hanmo was fully dressed, and also came down from the upstairs bedroom.

Mo Bei didn't bother to ask him where he was going, he had better find a place to move out quickly, just thinking about the accidental touch in the practice room that day, and this morning...

"You want to go out? Wait a minute, I'll give you the key to the door." Anyway, now that the two live together, he still has to give him a key.

He would get annoyed if he kept asking Mo Bei to open the door for him.

"I just went downstairs to get some books I need." Chen Hanmo said his destination casually.

Hearing that he was going to the study room, Mo Bei thought of the few useful books he brought over last time, "Do you still have the flower book?"

Seeing Chen Hanmo nodding, Mo Beilai became interested, "Wait, I'll get the key, don't you mind if I visit your study room!"

Mo Bei, who went downstairs together behind him, thought: Is this the benefit of Chen Hanmo living in his room?

As soon as he opened the door, the smell of smoke rushed into his nostrils. Mo Bei quickly fanned the air in front of his nose, but it didn't work.

"By the way, have you called the decoration company yet?" Mo Bei, who suddenly thought of this question, asked him.

"No." Very concise two words, the more you say, the more you make mistakes, the less you say, the less mistakes you make.

Cursing his lips, Mo Bei took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, found out the phone number left by the decoration company last time, and called.

Mo Bei followed Chen Hanmo's footsteps to the study room while discussing the decoration, "My friend's house is downstairs... burnt...it depends on the specific situation...Master Wang...OK, let's talk when we come... ..."

After closing the phone, Mo Bei heard a sentence floating in front of the bookcase, "Thank you, the flower books you want to read are in the middle of the shelf on the right."

Mo Bei didn't look at the books on flowers immediately, but stared dumbfounded at the wall full of medical books on the bookshelf on the left.Many of the covers are printed with patterns such as microscopes and surgical tools, so that people will never mistake what kind of book it is at a glance.And as far as he could see, the word Medical was printed on many English books.Thanks to the school's emphasis on the College English Test Band [-], at least he still knows this word.As for the other long list of super weird and uncommon words that Mo Bei had never seen before, Mo Bei had no choice but to spread his hands.

On the rightmost row of bookshelves, there are some Chinese medical masterpieces neatly stacked, most of which are about meridians.Judging from the spine, the corners of many books have been worn out due to the usual flipping, and they have become a bit worn out, revealing the gray inner layer inside.On the countertop at the bottom of the bookshelf, lay a very thin book recliningly. Mo Bei only knew the text on it was in traditional Chinese, but if you wanted to say what character it was, it would be difficult for Mo Bei who had never practiced calligraphy.All he knew was that it wasn't Times New Roman.Mo Bei, a layman who doesn't study ancient books, knows how old the book is just by looking at the yellowed paper.

Chen Hanmo was standing in front of that row of bookshelves, pulling out a book from it from time to time, and placing it next to the ancient book.His slender but not slender fingers slid across the top of the spine of the book, pulled it out to look at it for a while, and put it back reluctantly, as if expressing his indelible love for these books.

"You study medicine?" It was difficult for Mo Bei to match him with the doctor.

"Yes, focusing on human body medicine." Chen Hanmo continued to read an English book with Da Vinci's human body diagram in his hand without looking up.

Hearing Chen Hanmo's answer, Mo Bei suddenly reacted, and asked curiously: "You, a medical student, came to our school to teach English!" Before the other party answered, Mo Bei went on to say: "By the way, last time you said I did, for the pot of camellias."

"Actually, I have a research institute in the suburbs, but I don't go there often." Chen Hanmo revealed a little bit.

"Institute? Not a hospital? It can't be the kind of virus in Graduate Biohazard!" As soon as the institute was mentioned, Mo Bei remembered that when the third or fourth part of Resident Evil was released last year, Yan Zifeng dragged them into the dormitory A scene of several people watching a movie.Although boys have their blood boiling, no matter whether this movie or the game makes him stand up, it's not because he is afraid, the main thing is that people will feel afraid of things they don't understand.

"How is it possible, my current main subject is human choroidology!"

Mo Bei didn't know much about medicine. At most, he knew that formalin could preserve corpses. This was thanks to news reports, because it was reported that disposable chopsticks were soaked in formalin.However, in venation, Mo Bei remembered the exercises that he hadn't practiced for a long time since he moved here. Is he too lazy?

In Chen Hanmo's study, the two stayed for a long time.Before leaving, Mo Bei took a few interesting flower books from his bookcase and took them back to read.

As soon as they returned to the room, Chen Hanmo's phone rang. It turned out that there was an impromptu meeting held in the department in the morning, and all teachers were required to attend.Unfortunately, the house repairs can only be left to Mo Bei.

"This is the key to the gate. I also have classes in the afternoon. Just restore the decoration to the original." Mo Bei stuffed the key into the hands of Chen Hanmo who was about to leave with a briefcase.

Not long after Chen Hanmo left, Master Wang from the decoration company came.The agreement was just to see the condition of the house first, and to issue a quotation to the head of the household, so Master Wang only carried one bag.

"Why is it you, young man!" Master Wang was the "contractor" when he renovated Mo Bei's house, and he was familiar with Mo Bei.This time I thought it was just introduced by Mo Bei, but it turned out that Mo Bei opened the door for him with the key. He was surprised, thinking that the house belonged to him too.

"My friend's house, he has something to do, let me greet you." Mo Bei explained.

"The relationship is good, we are old acquaintances!" Master Wang chatted with Mo Bei enthusiastically, "Is this on fire, or?"

"Cook it like this." Mo Bei was a little embarrassed to say.

"I thought so too at the beginning, but I didn't expect that there are people who can cook and burn down the house and need to redecorate." Master Wang felt that he shouldn't say what he thought, so he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, young man , are you satisfied with the decoration of the house upstairs? Is there anything awkward about it, while I am repairing this set, I will clean up that one for you too?"

"It's all good, I haven't had time to thank you!" Mo Bei felt that his house was well decorated.

"That's right, I have this skill, not to mention three to forty years." Master Wang finished speaking, and said casually as if thinking of something: "You don't know, when we were decorating your house, there was a young man who He is a little older than you, and he comes to oversee the work every day when he is free, your house is progressing quickly, and I must thank him!"

young man?Overseer?Mo Bei was a little puzzled. He had always thought that he had a good character and met a decoration company with a strong sense of responsibility.But Master Wang doesn't need to lie to himself!

"Can you describe what it looks like?" Mo Bei was also curious, did he meet a snail girl?No, the snail boy?

"You really don't know?" Master Wang was also surprised at this moment. "It's taller than you, maybe 1.8 meters. He's a gentle guy, and he wears glasses. By the way, every time I see him, he's wearing a suit."

As soon as Master Wang said this, Mo Bei knew who it was.However, he was also a little depressed. He was not familiar with Chen Hanmo at that time, so he spent so much time helping himself?Mo Bei never believed in the fact that the pie fell from the sky, which means that the guy wanted something from him and was flattering himself?A pot of camellias is not enough! (This guy never thinks of anything else! Khan~)

Compared with these gossip and other topics, Master Wang is more concerned about the work at hand. When chatting with Mo Bei, he walked back and forth in the living room and kitchen, observing the degree of damage to the house, while still holding a pen, recording all the details in the notebook. kinds of data.

"Is it only necessary to repair the damaged areas such as the kitchen and the outside dining room? No need for other places?" Master Wang dedicatedly consulted Mo Bei about the owner's requirements for the house.

After listening to Mo Bei's requirements, Master Wang took out a stack of decoration intention sheets that had been printed on it from his bag.There are many options above, and there are horizontal lines that need to be filled in.

"I've made three lists with different fees. When your friend comes, you can show him and choose one. The options on it can be changed..." The crackling Master Wang said a lot, meaning to let Chen Hanmo looked at the selection by himself, they can pretend to be tall, and they can also pretend to be low.

After receiving these lists, Mo Bei promised Master Wang that he would give a reply within two days, and sent him away.

Clean up for a while, eat lunch, and Mo Bei is going to school too.For no reason, Mo Bei suddenly thought: I don't know where Chen Hanmo will eat at noon?