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The morning sun shone on Qi Ran's face through the curtains that were not closed tightly, as if covering him with a thin layer of golden light, even the fine hairs on his face could be clearly seen, that pure as an angel Such a sleeping face makes people feel peaceful, without the slightest hint of blasphemy.

As if feeling the soft sunlight shining on his face, Qi Ran slightly moved his eyelids, then opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling blankly. After a while, he blinked his eyes only when the blankness in his eyes dissipated. As soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of clear eyes - those were Han Mo's eyes.

At this moment, all the blankness in Qi Ran's eyes dissipated. Last night, because the guest room at home was too late to clean up, he was living alone without extra quilts, and it was even more impossible for Han Mo to rely on him now. Let him or Han Mo sleep on the sofa by himself, so in the end, Han Mo slept with him.

Exhaling, Qi Ran sat up and smiled, "Good morning."

Han Mo looked at Qi Ran blankly, blinked his eyes and did not speak.

Qi Ran laughed, and said to Han Mo in a coaxing tone: "When others greet you good morning, you should also say good morning, understand? Otherwise, it will appear that you are impolite, and others will not like it." Oh you."

"Will you do it too?" Han Mo asked cautiously.

Qi Ran was stunned for a moment, then smiled again: "I like good children who are polite."

"Well... good morning."

"Hey, I'll make breakfast first, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Han Mo shook his head and followed Qi Ran out of bed.

"Okay, then you sit on the sofa, breakfast will be ready soon." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked into the kitchen.

Han Mo looked at Qi Ran who was already busy in the kitchen, and sat quietly on the sofa without moving.

In just five or six minutes, Qi Ran put two bowls of noodles on the table, "Eat it, I don't know what you like, try it and see if you like it."

Han Mo took the bowl and chopsticks, first took a tentative bite of some noodles with the chopsticks, then narrowed his eyes slightly, with a satisfied expression on his face, like a puppy wagging its tail and happily gnawing on a bone Usually, people want to touch it, but in fact, Qi Ran did the same.

Looking at the hands he had already placed on Han Mo's head, Qi Ran smiled awkwardly.Unexpectedly, I couldn't resist the temptation of cute things, and I really reached out to orz...

Thinking of this, Qi Ran was about to withdraw his hand, but Han Mo grabbed it, pressed it on his head and rubbed it again, "I like it."

Qi Ran silently turned her face away, acting cute...shameful...

So, the next breakfast time was happily spent in this warm (fen) warm (hong) atmosphere...

"I'm going to work now, can you stay at home obediently?" After clearing away the dishes, Qi Ran turned to Han Mo and asked.

Han Mo looked at Qi Ran silently, with obvious grievances and accusations in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, then you come with me..." Sighing, Qi Ran reluctantly compromised, this expression was too lethal to hold back for a round, it was a foul, okay orz...

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Cafe after the rain

"Aran, aran, you're here!" Qi Ran had just stepped into the cafe when he heard the store manager Yan Xiaojing float over from far to near with an obviously excited voice.

"What's the matter, manager?" Qi Ran turned his head and looked at Yan Xiaojing with a smile.

"It's the picture you drew for me the day before yesterday. It's really beautiful. My best friend saw it yesterday and wanted one, so I asked you if you have time, can you draw one for her?" Yan Xiaojing His eyes stared at Qi Ran expectantly, with an expression of "promise me, promise me, promise me".

"Okay, I usually have nothing to do, I can draw it for you tomorrow, but is it still a handsome man in ancient costume?"

"Yes, but this time, can we draw two people, one playing the piano under the tree, and the other playing the flute?" Yan Xiaojing scratched her head and said with a little embarrassment.

"of course can."

"Aran, you are really the best!" Yan Xiaojing shook Qi Ran's hand and cheered excitedly, completely ignoring Zhang Ziyang, whose face was already darkened.

"Come here!" Zhang Ziyang pulled Yan Xiaojing past him with a black face, and dragged him into the cafe.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing! Let me go!" Yan Xiaojing looked at Zhang Ziyang, who was holding him, inexplicably, and then suddenly realized and struggled, "I told you to let go! I'm the store manager! If you don't let me go, I will fire you!"

"Shut up, Yan Xiaojing!!" Zhang Ziyang's almost growling tone frightened Yan Xiaojing into a daze. Afterwards, the door was slammed shut.

"Has Ziyang finally made up his mind to speak?" Lin Xuanze said something inexplicably, but Qi Ran understood it.

"Looking at Ziyang's current appearance, it's very possible." Qi Ran replied, then walked into the cafe, pulled Han Mo who was following him, and introduced: "This is Qi Lang, my... roommate .”

Qi Ran looked at Lin Xuanze again, and Lin Xuanze greeted Han Mo first: "Hi, Qi Lang, I'm Lin Xuanze, nice to meet you."

Han Mo was silent for a moment before replying, "Hello."

When Qi Ran heard this, the curvature of the corner of his mouth became even wider.

"Aran, how did I see you mention this roommate before?"

"This... because he just moved in today." Qi Ran smiled and said, "I'll talk about the specific situation when the store manager and Zi Yang come out."

"Well, I guess it will take a while for the two of them, so let's wait."

"Okay. A Lang, you can sit here first." Qi Ran pulled Han Mo to the seat closest to the counter, waiting for the two people in the room to appear.

But after a while, Yan Xiaojing, who was blushing, walked out with her head down, followed by Zhang Ziyang, who was smiling complacently. It seemed obvious what the result would be.

"Ahem, store manager, and Ziyang, although I'm sorry to bother you now, but I have something to tell you now." Qi Ran looked at Han Mo.

"His name is Qi Lang, and he belongs to me..."

"Cousin." Han interrupted indifferently.

"...Yes, my cousin. He lost his memory because of a car accident before, but because he is very attached to me now, I follow wherever I go. There is no way to take A Mo away, my uncle. Because something happened to them at home recently, I am taking care of him now. I may trouble you during this time." Qi Ran looked at Han Mo in a little surprise, although he didn't understand why he said that, but still put The words come together.

"So it's like this. It's okay. It's a trivial matter. It's nothing troublesome. Why don't you see me! This matter is on me!" Yan Xiaojing patted her chest and said boldly.

"Okay, then I'll thank the store manager first." Qi Ran was teased by Yan Xiaojing's appearance so that the corners of his mouth tended to rise, but if he really laughed, the consequences...

"Pfft...hahahaha, Yan Xiaojing, do you want to be so funny? It's so funny! Hahahaha, I'm so funny!" Zhang Ziyang covered his stomach with one hand and pointed at Yan Xiaojing, laughing, not seeing Yan Xiaojing at all. Xiaojing's face has changed from blue to purple to red and finally to black.

"Zhang Ziyang! You are courting death!!!!"

Qi Ran covered his lips with one hand, and shrugged his shoulders slightly, "Ahem, the opening time is approaching, Xuanze, let's prepare the things that are not ready first."

"Okay." Lin Xuanze also coughed twice in a concealed manner before responding.

What a beautiful day...

The author has something to say: Original text:

Looking at the man sitting on the sofa looking at him expressionlessly, Bai Xiaoxiao sighed her 151 tone today.

Why is it that she just sent someone to the hospital with good intentions, but she was raped in the end?Although he is very handsome, he is also tall, and his figure is... blah blah blah!what are these

What a mess!Bai Xiaoxiao knocked on her head with her hand, forget it, she still doesn't want to think about it, anyway, everyone has already brought them back, so she has no choice but to leave it at that.

Looking at the man again, Bai Xiaoxiao sighed again, "Okay, what's your name... I'm so stupid, he has lost his memory, how can he still remember his name... Otherwise

So, can I give you a name? "

Han Mo still nodded expressionlessly.

"Then, your name is... um..." Bai Xiaoxiao frowned, and suddenly saw the calendar hanging on the wall, "The Great Wall... If you have it, you will call it Baicheng, how about it? Doesn't it sound nice?

"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Han Mo expectantly, Han Mo was silent for a moment, and replied, "Yes."