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When the smoke cleared, Luo Yin's complexion was pale under the pale street lamp, Mo Mo's first reaction was, why are he in the southwest, red and black, red and black like a marinated egg in soy sauce?

Luo Yin then asked, "Alone?"

Seeing that Mo Mo didn't answer, the two stood still and looked at each other for a minute. Mo Mo hid the blood-stained mummy behind his back and glanced in the direction when he came, "Coming soon."

Naturally, no one came, but the empty taxi he had been waiting for for a long time came, and drove directly past the station like a gust of wind.Mo Mo looked at the empty car driving away, and had to hold back his breath.

Luo Yin returned to the car, opened the passenger side door, and sat in the driver's seat. It was obvious that Mo Mo stood up, closed the passenger door, and sat in the back seat.In fact, sitting in the front, there is nowhere to hide his clothes.Although Luo Yin might not know how to ask, but if he did, he would neither tell the truth nor bother to make excuses.

The doors and windows on both sides were closed, and the inside of the car was warm and comfortable. There was also a smell he was familiar with and preferred, which made him relax a little. Luo Yin glanced at Mo Mo from the rearview mirror, "There is a coat at the back, just wear it when it is cold." .”

Sure enough, Mo Mo felt the soft fabric, which was a dark thin coat. He put it on his chest and folded his arms, giving him the illusion of sitting by the stove.

In the middle of the night, the road was empty, Mo Mo's consciousness sank, and he fell asleep. He closed his eyes and rested his mind until he heard the phone ringing.Xiao Liang called to briefly explain the situation, Kang Mang was injured, and asked if he had returned home.

The street scene outside the car window became more and more familiar. Luo Yin drove all the way, but it was not where he was going.Mo Mo said that he was coming soon, hung up the phone hastily, and said to Luo Yin: "It's all right here, let me get out of the car."

Luo Yin took a second look at him from the rearview mirror, but turned a deaf ear to him. Lu Momo, who passed by next, could draw a map with his eyes closed, so he had to come and rest in peace.

After parking the car and turning off the engine, Mo Mo woke up from a doze. He followed Luo Yin into the elevator and asked, "Why are you there?"

Luo Yin turned his head to the side, and with the bright light of the elevator and the mirrors embedded on all sides, he could see Mo Mo clearly.

"I'm waiting for someone."

Mo Mo smiled dryly, "You are waiting for someone too, what a coincidence."

Luo Yin ignored Mo Mo after unlocking and entering the door, and Mo Mo stood at the entrance, in a dilemma.The only pair of slippers was taken away by Luo Yin. Mo Mo took off his shoes, stepped on the floor with bare feet, crumpled up his clothes, and threw them in an inconspicuous corner of the door.

The tables, chairs, benches and furnishings in the room are all the same, except for a glass vase in the center of the dining table and a few bouquets of dried flowers in it.

Luo Yin came out of the kitchen with a glass of water, and saw Mo Mo standing barefoot in the living room, without saying a word, took out a pair of thick-soled slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them at his feet. hand it to him.

Mo Mo said thank you in a low voice, and drank a small half of the warm glass, even though his mouth was so parched that he still wanted to have another glass.

Luo Yin pointed to the sofa, "What happened to your feet?"

Mo Mo patted his pants, sat up half of his buttocks, and pretended to be stupid, "What's wrong with your feet?"

Bloody clothes, thirst, sprained feet, he can cover up all of these.I just don't want to be so embarrassed when we meet for the first time four years later, being picked up by Luo Yin from the side of the road.

Luo Yin asked, "Can you walk?"

Mo Mo wished he could jump three times on the spot, "Yes."

Luo Yin brought him a set of home clothes from the room, "Go take a bath."

Mo Mo immediately stood up and took the clothes, walked into the bathroom as normal as possible, closed the bathroom door, and then sat on the toilet seat and let out a long sigh of relief.Luo Yin really wasn't being polite to him anymore, the home clothes he gave him were the ones Mo Mo had bought and hadn't worn a few times before, and he didn't even have a pair of underwear, so he was asked to wear them.

When he left, he packed up almost everything he had and took as much of it as he could, and this dress didn't know how to get away with it.

The shower gel in the bathroom still smelled of sea salt, Mo Mo looked suspiciously at the expiration date on the bottom of the bottle, it should be newly bought recently.Everything in this house seemed to have been put into a time capsule, and he only seemed to be away for four days.

But there was indeed a marinated egg in the mirror.

The trousers of his home clothes could cover his ankles, so he walked out slowly, feeling extremely empty and awkward.The sound of water came from the other bathroom, Mo Mo drank two glasses of water in one go, walked back to the small room and closed the door.

After sitting for a while, there was no movement outside the door, and Mo Mo couldn't bear to lie down on the soft air-conditioning quilt.Time seemed to go backwards, once he hid in his room to sleep, and when Luo Yin came back, he found him here, and seemed to have kissed his forehead, telling him to get up and eat.

After so long, he only remembered these insignificant little things.

The door was pushed open, and the sensor wall lamp was softly shining, Luo Yin stood at the door and asked, "Are you asleep?"

That's the question, but he didn't interrupt others' consciousness of sleeping, and walked to the bedside.Mo Mo poked his head out from under the air-conditioning quilt. Luo Yin was holding a small white medicine box in his hand and put it on the edge of the bed. He sat up straight and shook his head.

Luo Yin couldn't help but lift up the quilt, and pulled up Mo Mo's trouser legs, exposing her swollen ankles.He sat on the edge of the bed, put his feet on his lap, and gently held his ankle to observe, "Just sprained?"

At first, he didn't feel anything, but when he touched Luo Yin's cold hand, Mo Mo's wound gradually felt hot and painful, "Well, I accidentally sprained it."

Luo Yin went out for a while, and when he came in, he had an extra towel and a bowl in his hand.There were square ice cubes in the bowl, Luo Yin wrapped the ice cubes in a towel, put Mo Mo's feet on his lap, and fixed his other hand gently, looked at him and said, "It will hurt a little."

Mo Mo couldn't move his feet under his gentle hands, and said, "Don't bother, just sleep and you'll be fine."

Luo Yin tentatively pressed a few times on the periphery of the redness, and then slowly moved to the wound.After Luo Yin's ice compress, in contrast, his hands were no longer so cold.

Mo Mo stared at Luo Yin's wet hair, obviously it had been carefully dried without dripping water.It was probably getting cold, Luo Yin changed into home clothes instead of bathrobes after taking a bath.

With the movement of the ice towel, Mo Mo held back a slight groan while gripping the bed sheet tightly.He came out of the venue alone, and he didn't feel much pain when he walked to the station, but just being held in Luo Yin's hand, the wound almost exploded.

In order to divert attention, Mo Mo casually asked, "How have you been these few years?"

"En." Luo Yin looked up at him, then lowered his head to focus on the ice compress.

After being silent for a while, Mo Mo had nothing to say, "Then when did you come back?"

This time Luo Yin stared into his eyes and said, "At the beginning of September, prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival and Fengqing's press conference."

"Fengqing," Mo Mo asked knowingly, "You also cooperate with them?"

Seeing that Luo Yin didn't want to talk much, Mo Mo closed his mouth, looked around, and finally returned to Luo Yin.In the past four years, Luo Yin hasn't changed much, she looks a little thinner, only her face is still rosy after taking a bath.Presumably for the past four years, Luo Yin lived alone in a foreign land and did not take good care of himself.

Of course, it's not his turn to worry.

Luo Yin put down the towel, supported Mo Mo's heel, and held his thumb for a few seconds to pinch around the ankle.At this time, the warmth of his hands appeared, and the heat climbed up from the soles of his feet. His calf was still resting on Luo Yin's thigh, and he could feel the warmth and hardness through the pajama pants.

After two or three ice packs, Luo Yin put down his feet, raised them with pillows, covered the quilt, and said, "Lie flat as much as possible, and don't press your feet. If it's still serious, go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow."

Mo Mo smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."

"Go to sleep." Luo Yin stood up and walked to the door, closed the door, and the wall lamp went out.

Mo Mo pulled up the quilt to cover his head, his ankles felt itchy and hot, he touched it himself, it was not like Luo Yin's fingertips were cold.Across the door, Luo Yin's hands were clenched into fists, spread out into palms, and his fingertips warmed up.