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    I don't know how long it will take Sun Yan to see this one. Yan Haian went back to the store and looked at the chat records of the two people several times, and could not help poking into Sun Yan's circle of friends.

    This guy's circle of friends is cleaner than that of the middle-aged and the elderly. there are only three pieces of news from ancient times, all of which are the weather forecasts of city B two or three years ago. Guess also know that Sun Yan is mostly forwarded at will, but every time Yan Haian pokes in, he makes all kinds of guesses about these three items. What is Sun Yan going to do that day before he begins to pay attention to the weather?

    The matter itself is boring enough, but Yan Haian will step in to pass the time from time to time.

    As soon as I poked it in, I saw the new state of Sun Yan's circle of friends, with a simple sentence: there is no time in the future, so don't ask me out.

    Yan Haian looked intently and found that the time happened to be when they were having dinner last night. At that time, this guy looked at his cell phone and sent it to his moments.

    Yan Haian: "…..."

    Why did he read a strange show between the lines?

    Vaguely understand what this guy means, Yan Haian instantly thought Sun Yan was a little cute. He sat on the sofa with his cell phone in his arms, laughed directly, and left a comment below: when will you be back?

    Mo Yisheng turned around and saw Yan Haian smiling at his cell phone. Although he didn't know what had happened, he laughed with him: "Hai'an, you look very happy today." Is there anything good? "

    Yan Haian then put away his cell phone and smiled: "nothing, just take a rest." Let's eat out today. "

    "Why? I don't believe it. " Mo Yisheng jumped out of his chair. He was still in the stage of rough draft, and he couldn't stop without drawing. "come on, it's rare to see you smile so happily."

    Yan Haian was stunned and touched his face. "really?"

    After asking himself, he laughed again: "my eldest brother will bring my nephew next month. I haven't seen them for a long time."

    "Oh, yes, you haven't been home in years." Yan Haian usually does not like to talk about his own affairs, but after all, he has been friends for so many years. Mo Yisheng knows more or less about his family's Q í ng situation. "your nephew is here, too?" How old are you? "

    "I'm about to graduate from junior high school." The two men chatted and walked out and bumped into the oncoming person.

    Mo Yisheng patted his head: "Oh, I forgot."

    He Ling, a watch I had expected, Q í ng: "I didn't answer even if I called you." Hai'an, are you going out for dinner? "

    Yan Haian has been entangled closely with Sun Yan recently and has not been in charge of Mo Yisheng as before. don't know when the relationship between the two people became so close.

    Perhaps today is not a formal occasion, he Ling did not wear old artist flax trousers, nor did he wear any Bodhi beads, dressed in clean casual clothes, and looked ten years younger.

    Yan Haian changed into a business face, showing a hot Q í ng and a decent smile: "Yes, isn't it just time for dinner?" There is a small bamboo porch near here that is quite distinctive. Please try it. "

    Mo Yisheng was heartless and heartless. "Oh yes, I can't remember if you don't tell me. The lemon-fragrant jars there are very delicious!" Let's go. "

    The place is not far. It takes less than ten minutes to walk. The atmosphere between Mo Yisheng and he Ling was very familiar, and they talked and laughed all the way. Even he Ling's usual fake old Chengdu was much less, smiling from time to time. That kind of smile reached the fundus of the eye, more or less revealing the meaning of Xingq í ng.

    Mo Yisheng chattered, and the other two listened. His chat is wild, and the words that no one else leads the topic can jump in countless topics, which is illogical and confusing.

    Yan Haian has been following he Ling and found that this guy is not only impatient, but also listens with relish. The table Q í ng does not show any encouragement to Qi á ng. He looks at Mo Yisheng with some connivance in his smile.

    Are these two so close?

    Although he pondered the matter, Yan Haian did not show it, as a conscientious auditor, watching Mo Yisheng and he Ling interact, occasionally gathering fun to prove that he also enjoyed it.

    Lemon-scented jelly is the signature dish here, with the style of Southeast Asian cuisine, hot and sour taste and fresh taste. As soon as the dish was served, Yan Haian and he Ling clipped the legs to Mo Yisheng.

    When they saw each other's movements, they glanced at each other naturally and smiled as if nothing had happened.

    On the contrary, Mo Yisheng was embarrassed and said, "what do you do for me?"

    He Ling said, "Don't you like to eat this food?"

    Yan Haian also smiled: "two you slowly gnaw."

    Mo Yisheng: "."

    Although there is a sense of happiness in favor, I always feel a little strange, as if the two people sitting in front of me are not their own friends, but their fathers.

    As soon as the meal was over, he Ling took Mo Yisheng to play, saying that the fine arts department of the university held a student exhibition and called Yan Haian. Yan Haian's impression of he Ling is not good or bad, but he simply does not think that they are the same people, so it is unexpected to be able to play together.

    He struggled violently and was silent for half a minute before he said, "I'm too lazy to run, you two go."

    Everything is in no hurry. Anyway, he has plenty of opportunities to ask Mo Yisheng. Moreover, he Ling's life experience is not as troublesome as Sun Yan, and it is easy to deal with.

    He Ling didn't seem to notice his long pause and patted Mo Yisheng on the shoulder. "Don't worry, you'll have to bring it home with all the tails."

    Mo Yisheng laughed: "how old do you think I am?"

    "you are a child, right?" He Ling squinted at him and smiled at Yan Haian. "you say hello to Haian."

    Yan Haian said, "all right, go on, go home on time."

    Mo Yisheng: "."

    He was pushed away by he Ling. Yan Haian, like a sad old father, stood at the door and watched the two men disappear into the distance.

    Yan Haian stayed in the studio all day, and he Ling sent Mo Yisheng back on time at 8 p.m. At this point in time, Yan Haian did not allow Mo Yisheng to continue to paint, packed up his things and drove home directly.

    In the past, Sun Yan said he was like Mo Yisheng's father. Yan Haian didn't feel it yet, and I don't know why he agreed with Sun Yan more and more recently.

    He asked, "did you have a good time?"

    "be happy." Mo Yisheng said, "some of those college students' ideas are quite eye-catching. Looking at them, I think I am several years younger."

    Mo Yisheng said this is very inconsistent, according to Yan Haian, his own state of mind has been under the age of 18, has never made a breakthrough.

    Yan Haian listened to him patiently, and when he was about to get off, he asked, "I think you like he Ling very much."

    Mo Yisheng nodded bluntly: "Yes, he is very interesting, as good as you." Well, he doesn't make me feel the same way you do. "

    Said Mo Yisheng began to think, seems to be in the aftertaste of this "different".

    "Oh?" Yan Haian asked, "what's the difference?"

    Mo Yisheng smiled: "sometimes you feel like my father, and recently I feel more and more."

    Yan Haian: "…..."

    Do I really look like a father?!

    "as for he Ling." Mo Yisheng tilted his head, probably in words, and was silent for a moment.

    Yan Haian sighed, maybe Sun Yan was right, or maybe, as he knows, Mo Yisheng feels to people regardless of xing, regardless of identity, only in feeling, just like himself.

    But is he Ling a good development object? Even if not in that respect, be a good friend? Is he Ling suitable?

    Yan Haian wanted to say something, parked the car into the parking lot, the car was still quiet, then felt something wrong, turned around and saw that Mo Yisheng had fallen asleep with a smile.

    The author has something to say:

    In fact, it is already good, from a single mother to an old father, but also more able to listen.

    Q: why did Sun Yan confirm that he was in a relationship and went on a business trip?

    A: Q í ng should start with the breakfast of the Suns.

    Sun Yan: ahem.

    Sun Ling buried himself in dinner.

    Sun Yan: ahem!

    Xu Hong: is there something wrong with your throat?

    Sun Yan:. Sun Ling!

    Sun Ling: Grunn what? Aunt Xu, give him some fat sea.

    Sun Yan: [showing off] I'm in love! I'm in love! Do you understand?

    Sun Ling:. Congratulations?

    Sun Yan: so don't make trouble for me in the future. I'm going to set aside time to fall in love. Oh, tell me about you. Now that you are such a big man, it's time to find someone.

    Sun Ling:.

    So Brother Sun tied Sun Yan on a plane and went on a business trip together.

    Chapter 30 loveliness

    Maybe he was too tired to play today. Yan Haian didn't wake him up right away. Instead, he waited and couldn't smoke, so he had to take out his cell phone and brush it.

    There is already a hint under the moments. Yan Haian poked into it and found a reply from Sun Yan.

    Sun Yan: isn't it rare to see me? It's important how soon I get back?

    Yan Haian sighed that it was really unexpected. Isn't someone ashamed to say such a childish remark?

    He stopped commenting and went straight back to the chat box and asked, "Oh, I was so annoyed that I turned around and went abroad?" Am I that annoying?

    After taking a glance at the time, Yan Haian estimated that it was almost over: "Yi Sheng, wake up and go home to sleep."

    Mo Yisheng murmured and turned to the other side. Yan Haian shook him on his shoulder and said, "get up quickly. It's more comfortable to sleep on your Chu á ng."

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