"Xiao Jing..." He spoke, his deep voice appearing slightly hoarse in the dark night: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

"Aren't you going to reply?"

"I have something to go out for. You go to bed first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xiaojing didn't have time to ask him what he wanted to do.

The roar of a motorcycle driving away could already be heard in my ears.

In less than a minute, his figure quickly disappeared into the dark night.

"Mo Han..."

Zhou Xiaojing's voice just screamed loneliness into the air.

It's already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

There was still a table of sumptuous meals in front of Nan Xi, and Chen Zheng had already changed the cold water in front of her to hot water several times.

"Young lady, the water is cold. Let me change it for you with a cup of hot water!"

"Wait a while, wait for him to come and come together." Nan Xi replied.

he?

Chen Zheng was puzzled for a moment, but soon realized that the "he" in the young lady's mouth referred to the young master.

"Young Madam, it's already past eleven o'clock, will the Young Master still come?"

Looking up at the full moon above her head, Nan Xi nodded: "It may be late, but I believe he will definitely come."

"That……"

Opening his lips, Chen Zheng suddenly stopped as soon as he spoke a word.

In fact, he wanted to say: What if you don't come? Madam, what are you going to do?

But looking at the expectant expression on Nan Xi's face, he finally couldn't bear it and didn't say a word.

"Well, I'll wait for the young master to come and help you pour a cup of hot food together."

Finally, Chen Zheng's words changed again.

Time flows quietly.

Nanxi didn't look at her phone or watch.

She only has one belief in her heart: "Jian Shen, you will come, right? I believe you will definitely come."

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Nan Xi looked at it from the corner of his eye, then reached out and gently pressed it out.

That's the alarm clock at 11:55pm.

She ordered it herself.

If he hasn't come when the alarm clock rings, it means she probably lost the bet.

But even if she lost, she still wanted to wait for the last five minutes.

Even if the wait is in vain, even if there is no result.

She also wanted to carry out this ritual to the end.

Nanxi put her hand on her belly: "Baby, do you think daddy will come?"

"Dad, does he really not want us?"

My heart was clogged, sour, and I felt like crying for a moment.

In fact, she had given up hope.

At this time, the cell phone rang again.

Alarm clock at 11:59.

"Baby, it seems that daddy really won't come. We lose."

"Don't be afraid, even if dad doesn't come, mom will be with you."

At this time, Nan Xi stood up from the chair and said at the same time: "Chen Zheng, go and lock the door!"

Since he won't come, there is no need for her to hold the door open for him.

After getting up, Nan Xi was about to turn around and enter the house, when suddenly...

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open by a strong force.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Mohan's tall and familiar figure pushed in from outside the door.

He was standing in the moonlight, dusty and disheveled, not looking as handsome as before.

But the moment she saw him, Nanxi still felt that he was very handsome.

"Seeing the depth..."

Uncontrollably shouting, Nan Xi stood up and ran over immediately.

Nan Xi didn't stop until she stood in front of him.

Raising her head, she looked up at his familiar face, tried hard to suppress the trembling in her heart, and said calmly: "Are you here?"

"Well, I'm here."

"But you..." Nan Xi's voice suddenly choked up mid-sentence: "Isn't it impossible to say it?"

"..."

Under the moonlight, Gu Mohan looked at her quietly.

Those eyes are so quiet and deep that one can't help but fall in love with them just by looking at them.

He didn't speak, but his handsome face, like a face carved by God, was so beautiful and stunning under the brilliance of the moon.

After a while, he opened his thin lips and spoke slowly.

"Didn't you say that you would wait for me until I come?"

Nanxi replied: "But you are already late."

"I said I would wait for you, but I also said it would be before twelve o'clock tonight."

Hearing her answer, Gu Mohan smiled.

That smile, shrouded in the moonlight, actually had a sense of elegance and beauty.

Nanxi admitted that she had softened her heart again.

My heart was pounding as well.

It turns out that no matter how many years have passed, no matter whether he has lost his memory or not, and no matter whether he is Gu Mohan or Lu Jianshen.

As long as it's him, he's still the same person.

She had no resistance to him.

When he didn't come, she was defeated;

He came and she was defeated.

In fact, no matter what kind of situation, she was completely defeated.

At this time, Gu Mohan smiled and replied: "You made a mistake."

"I'm not late. You said it was twelve o'clock, and it's past twelve o'clock now. But the moment I opened the door was yesterday, and it wasn't past twelve o'clock."

"How do you know?"

Gu Mohan raised the watch in his hand: "I came on time. When I opened the door, it was still ten seconds before twelve o'clock, so I was not late."

At this time, Nanxi also smiled.

Her smile was gentle, beautiful, bright and moving, and was actually more charming and moving than the flowers in full bloom in the courtyard.

"Okay, let's just assume you're not late!"

The clear voice fell, and Nan Xi walked towards the back room first.

Behind him, Gu Mohan's footsteps immediately followed.

Nanxi looked at the food on the table: "The food is cold, I'll have someone heat it up for you."

"No need." Gu Mohan said, "I'll just drink some hot water."

"Okay." Nanxi nodded.

Chen Zheng walked forward and poured hot water for both of them.

Then, he closed the door, and soon only Nan Xi and Gu Mohan were left in the room.

Time seemed to have stopped suddenly, and the air was filled with tranquility and softness.

Both of them drank the hot water from the cup silently.
To be continued...