"I feel..." Jiang Ke curled his lips slightly, as if he suddenly wanted to understand something, his brows and eyes were filled with joy, "You can see very clearly at night."

Mo Qing opened his mouth and said: "Originally..."

Thinking of the lies before going down the mountain, Mo Qing paused and stopped in time.

"Just what?"

Jiang Ke answered the words quietly and stood up slowly.

He was tall and straight, and as soon as he stood up, his aura became stronger, suppressing Mo Qing.

"Are you looking for trouble?" Mo Qing became angry and glared at him, then pressed his shoulder with her palm, "Sit back."

Jiang Ke didn't hold on with her, but followed her strength and sat back down.

Perhaps he was in a good mood. Jiang Ke relaxed a lot, folded his legs, looked at Mo Qing lazily, and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Mo Qing suddenly leaned down, squinted his eyes, and kept his eyes level: "Where is it?"

The darkness added haziness and ambiguity to the atmosphere.

Jiang Ke looked at her blurry outline and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Mo Qing's hand slipped from his shoulder, and her fingers traced across his chest, all the way down, and finally fell on the waistband of his pants.

She paused every word: "Antidote."

Through the fabric, the touch of her fingers was particularly clear, and Jiang Ke froze for a moment.

The next moment, Mo Qing's hand reached for Jiang Ke's trouser pocket.

Jiang Ke finally moved, held her hand down, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you just asking for the antidote?"

"Um?"

Mo Qing didn't know why.

Jiang Ke opened his thin lips lightly, looked at Mo Qing in the darkness, and said, "I didn't know, I thought you wanted me."

"..."

Mo Qing choked for a moment.

His hand was pressed by him, and the back of the hand was pressed against his rough palm, which was covered with a layer of fabric. Mo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, gently curled his fingers, and scratched a few times through the fabric.

Jiang Ke immediately pressed her hand tightly and warned: "Don't move."

"Xia Yuliang didn't want to kill everyone. Now that he has developed an antidote, he will definitely not destroy the prescription." Mo Qing did not move, and said in a gentle tone with a sense of oppression, "Give it to me."

Jiang Ke asked: "Even if it was not destroyed, how could you be so sure that she was given to me?"

Mo Qing said word by word: "Because you are here."

Jiang Ke lost his voice.

"She sent you a letter before she died. Logically speaking, you were not familiar with her, but she came to you. In addition to asking you to send money, she must have told you the whole story, and also gave you the formula for the poison and antidote.

Gave it to you."

"How to say?"

"Otherwise, are you a bad guy who will help anyone who writes a letter?" Mo Qing chuckled.

Jiang Ke was at ease: "I don't look like that?"

Mo Qing seemed to have heard a joke: "You should ask the Mo family and Jiang family about this."

Thinking of the Mo family and the Jiang family, Jiang Ke seemed to feel that this argument was weak. After a slight pause, he let go of Mo Qing's hand.

He originally wanted to say, help Mo Qingna.

However, as soon as he let go, Mo Qing's hand slipped into his trouser pocket, as smooth as a snake. The fabric of the trouser pocket was very thin, and the touch of her fingers when searching for the prescription made Jiang Ke's scalp explode.

In just a few seconds, Mo Qing found two pieces of paper and took out his hand.

Jiang Ke took a breath: "You..."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "How?"

In the darkness, Jiang Ke's eyes were deep and his tone was rather strange: "Very good."

"Mobile phone." Mo Qing shrugged and handed over his hand, "Let me borrow some light."

Jiang Ke frowned and said firmly: "No."

"cut."

Mo Qing turned around and went to take out a small flashlight from his bag.

An outdoor flashlight is light and convenient. Although it is small, it has high illumination. She turned on the flashlight, spread out the two pieces of paper, looked at them briefly, folded them, and threw them back to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke raised his elbow, grabbed the two pieces of paper, and asked in a cold voice: "Are you really going to give them the antidote?"

"Um."

Mo Qing responded.

Jiang Ke remained silent.

Mo Qing waved the flashlight in her hand, and the beam danced wildly. She turned off the flashlight, crossed her arms with one hand, and asked in the darkness: "Did Xia Yuliang give you the right to choose, and then you chose not to give it?"

"Um."

"If I were you, I wouldn't give it to you." Mo Qing said, "It's easy to take it upon yourself."

Jiang Ke was puzzled: "Then why did you give it?"

Mo Qing said: "Because you are speaking from the perspective of yourself and Xia Yuliang."

Jiang Ke looked at the standing shadow: "What about you?"

"I..." Mo Qing thought for a while and said, "I am here on behalf of the Eighth Base. Behind the Eighth Base is the country. Even though it is hateful that the villagers are ignorant, on the other hand, ideological education is not done well."

Jiang Ke fell silent.

Mo Qing continued: "People like them are influenced by feudal ideas for thousands of years. Tragedies like Xia Yuliang may be repeated in the mountains. Even if the village is massacred, it will not be saved.

Next Xia Yuliang. They need to change, and someone will do it."

Jiang Ke asked: "Who?"

Mo Qing paused for a moment and said, "This country."

Looking back over the past hundred years, it has not been easy for this country to work hard until now.

It will get better and better.

Jiang Ke stood up and said firmly: "You are not sure."

"right."

Mo Qing did not deny it.

She hasn't really met the people who run this country.

What she saw and understood was not enough for her to make a firm commitment.

Jiang Ke commented: "In this era, you would be an idealist."

Mo Qing said: "People with a sense of faith will not despair. Creating life in desperate situations is not a bad thing."

"That's right." Jiang Ke walked up to Mo Qing and put his hand on her shoulder, "It won't let you down."

Mo Qing looked at him sideways.

Jiang Ke said: "Go to bed early."

Mo Qing said: "Yeah."

Jiang Ke walked out of the bedroom.

*

The next morning, Mo Qing was awakened by the sound of footsteps.

She opened her eyes, and the next moment she heard footsteps getting closer, she frowned, and then there was a constant "bang bang bang" knock on the door.

"Mo Qing, Mo Qing! Are you awake?!"

There was a loud knock on the door.

Mo Qing frowned, sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt, and walked to open the door.

It was Goblin who was in a hurry.

As soon as Goblin saw Mo Qing, he cursed "fuck" several times and was almost carried to the balcony by Mo Qing and thrown off.

"Speak nicely."

Mo Qing's hand that was holding the door frame lifted back, and the door hit the wall with a loud bang.

Goblin was startled and immediately fell silent.

He raised his hand and licked his mouth, then closed his lips tightly and stared at Mo Qing with his eyes wide open.
To be continued...