After watching the number for a while, she pressed the switch button.

"Hey, Jin Xi."

"Xi Ran."

Jin Xi's voice sounded very low and exhausted.

"Did Yuan Xiaoyi go to find you?" he asked.

Mo Xiran did not answer immediately, paused before asking: "Yuan Yi said you don't want him anymore, are you quarreling?"

This time Jin Xi didn't say anything.

Mo Xiran was a little uneasy and asked immediately: "What the hell is going on? Are you a quarrel?"

"Stop asking, take good care of him." After Jin Xi said that, he hung up the phone.

Mo Xiran was very angry and called him again, and Jin Xi turned off the phone directly.

"Damn it!" With a low curse, she stuffed her phone into her bag.

I returned to the hospital with anger. As soon as I entered the ward, I saw Zhou Yanchen.

"Achen? Why are you here?"

Mo Xiran walked over and asked with a smile.

Zhou Yanchen held her hand and said in a deep voice: "The company is fine, so I'm here."

Mo Xiran nodded and heard him ask, "Where have you been?"

Mo Xiran sighed and pulled him out of the ward.

"Yuan Yi is here."

"Why is he here?"

Frowning, she whispered: "He seemed to have a quarrel with Jin Xi. Why did Jin Xi want him? You didn't see him, you were so haggard."

"You have a fight with Jin Xi." Zhou Yanchen stroked her hair and said indifferently: "Have you taken him to your apartment?"

"Um."

Seeing Mo Xiran's frowning look, Zhou Yanchen reached out and hugged her, "Okay, let them solve their problems by themselves. Yuan Yi is so big, it's okay."

Nodded, she leaned into his arms.

...

On the banks of the Rice River, this place has become Cheng Lin’s favorite place to stare at daze. Sometimes, once he sits, he will take a whole morning.

A woman wearing a long skirt and a thin long sweater on the outside, her side face is quiet and gentle.

The long hair was shawl, and it was hooked behind the ears. A strand of naughty hair always ran out, swaying on the cheeks with the breeze.

She was looking at the river bank, but she didn't know that she had become someone else's scenery.

The black and white sketches, the slight sorrow in her eyes were outlined.

The painter finished the painting and walked over with the painting to chat with her.

"Good morning, beautiful girl."

Cheng Lin was patted on the shoulder, and she turned her head and faced a soft smiling face.

“Good morning.”

The painter showed her the painting. Cheng Lin was surprised and pointed at herself, "Is it me?"

The painter nodded.

“It was really good to draw.”

"Give it to you."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Thanks for taking the painting, Cheng Lin was very happy and stood up and hugged the painter gently.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

"What are you doing!"

At this moment, a gloomy male voice suddenly came.

The painter let go of Cheng Lin and saw an angry oriental man standing in front of him.

He asked Cheng Lin, "Is this your boyfriend?"

Before Cheng Lin could answer, Zhou Xian grabbed Cheng Lin's wrist and replied to the painter: "Yes!"

The painter spread his hands and explained: "Please don't get me wrong, I'm just sending paintings to your beautiful girlfriend."

Zhou Xian looked at the painting that was pinching in Cheng Lin's hand and was stunned.

Cheng Lin had already thrown him away and strode towards the opposite street.

"Cheng Lin! Cheng Lin!"

Zhou Xian caught up and held her arm again, feeling very upset.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Cheng Lin turned her head and looked at him indifferently.

This glance forced Zhou Xian to let go.

As soon as he let go, she immediately crossed the street and entered the alley.

Zhou Xian sighed, follow quickly.

The door is not closed, half open.

Zhou Xian stood at the door, hesitated, and pushed the door open and went in.

Cheng Lin took off her long sweater, wore a sleeveless long skirt inside, and was making coffee.

Zhou Xian found two cups next to the coffee machine. He held back his laughter and sat down on the sofa.

"Sorry, Lin, are you angry?"

Cheng Lin snorted coldly, and the coffee machine prompted to sound.

She poured two cups of coffee over, took one cup and put the other on the coffee table.

Zhou Xian picked it up and took a sip, looked up at her, and carefully said, "Don't be angry, I was wrong."

With a sigh, Cheng Lin put the coffee cup on the coffee table and sat next to him.

Zhou Xian narrowed her and slowly reached out to wrap her shoulders.

Cheng Lin frowned and let him go.

Zhou Xian couldn't help but feel happy, so he came closer and gently kissed her cheek.

Cheng Lin hooked his neck and took the initiative to send herself on the way.

Zhou Xian was surprised, and suddenly the ringtone of his cell phone rang.

Cheng Lin pushed Zhou Xian away, and the red tide had already climbed up to the top of her face.

"Your cell phone," she said.

Zhou Xian cursed in his heart and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

A string of strange numbers.

Cheng Lin glanced inadvertently and her eyes turned sharp.

"Why don't you answer?" She said sarcastically.

Zhou Xian said: "I guess I've called the wrong number."

He hung up the phone and wanted to continue, but Cheng Lin pushed him away.

"Lin?" Zhou Xian was puzzled, and Cheng Lin had already pulled out his cell phone from his hand.

After shaking, she smiled and said, "You really don't know this number?"

Zhou Xian said in confusion: "I don't know you."

"bell!"

The ringtone rang again.

Cheng Lin glanced at Zhou Xian, pressed the answer button, and turned on the speaker.

"Hi, obviously, there is an Arty in Ss tonight. Tris and I are here, you are here too, we'll wait for you."

Pressing the phone, Cheng Lin sneered: "Old love and new love, you are all good at everything. Zhou Xian, you haven't changed at all!"

Zhou Xianran was silent and unable to explain: "Listen to me, Lin, I really don't know them. I haven't heard of anything like Cuisi."
To be continued...