MTL - Approach-Chapter 64

Zhexi looked around and whispered to Qiao An, "Let's go, Wan Lizhe is still waiting for us."

"Okay." Qiao An followed closely behind Zhexi.

Wan Lizhe has been waiting for them with his back against the car, and when they approached, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Is everything going well?"

Seeing his old friend and savior, Qiao An hugged Wan Lizhe excitedly, and said excitedly, "It went well, and... Zhexi is very powerful."

Zhexi glanced at the two of them, and urged, "Get in the car, we have to get out of here quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes," Wan Lizhe echoed, "Listen to Zhexi."

"Joan, take the co-pilot," Zhexi opened the back seat door and bent over to get in, then said to Wan Lizhe, who was in charge of driving, "You can go."

Wan Lizhe kicked the accelerator, and the three disappeared into the night.

Zhexi and Wan Lizhe packed their backpacks and luggage at the hotel in advance and put them in the trunk, so the three of them drove directly to the house of Wan Lizhe's friend (the person who lent his car) and exchanged pleasantries for a while. Then he drove them to the high-speed rail station...

It was already the afternoon of the second day after buying the ticket and getting on the bus to return to the original city.

Zhexi didn't go back to her residence either. After getting out of the high-speed rail station, she took a taxi with them to Wan Lizhe's villa.

The three of them tossed and tossed all night, and were extremely sleepy. After taking a shower at the residence, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

When I opened my eyes, it was night again. She turned on the light, sat up and leaned on the pillow, picked up the phone and swiped open the screen to check, there were no missed calls or WeChat messages...

In the past two days, she has been busy with Qiao An's affairs, and she has not contacted Su Mochen...

She clicked on the two people's WeChat dialog box, typed a line, then deleted and exited... Finally, she called, but no one answered...

Just as Zhexi was about to call him for the second time, there was a knock on the door.

"Wait a minute," Zhexi changed out of her pajamas, put on normal clothes, walked over to open the door, and there was Joan outside the door, she asked, "What's the matter?"

Joan touched the back of his head with a shy expression: "We are going to order food now, I wonder if you have anything you want to eat..."

"You can order whatever you want, I can do it."

"Okay, then Li Zhe and I have a closer look."

Zhexi hummed. After he left, Zhexi also opened the door and went out. She went to the balcony of the villa, sat on a white semicircle chair and called Su Mochen.

No one answered the bell for a long time... Zhexi rubbed her chin and called again, only this time she heard a familiar voice...

Zhexi

Holding the phone, she didn't make a sound until the man called her name, and she answered...

"Why didn't you talk just now?" Su Mochen pushed the door into the bedroom and sat on the bed.

"I want to hear more of your voice."

Su Mochen's ears felt hot, she unconsciously rubbed the corner of the book on the table with her hand, and asked, "What have you been up to these two days?" It was obviously the weekend, but this person didn't have any phone calls or messages...

"There is an emergency, and I will deal with it."

"Hmm." Su Mochen didn't ask any more questions.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, I was just taking a shower."

"What are you going to eat later?"

"Let's cook some noodles."

"You... cook it yourself?"

"Otherwise?" Su Mochen asked back with a smile.

"If only I were here," Zhexi sighed slightly looking at the night, "I can help you cook whatever you want."

Su Mochen remained silent and didn't answer. Of course, she also hoped that that person could stay by her side, but it's not possible now...

"When cooking later, be careful, don't get oil splashed on your hands..."

"Well, it's not easy to be splashed now," Su Mochen explained, "I have learned how to cook noodles."

After hearing this, Zhexi was in a complicated mood, and paused for two seconds before saying, "Chenchen is great."

Chenchen... Su Mochen whispered these two words silently in her heart, and a few blushes appeared on her face... Then she thought of the kitten again, she narrowed her eyes, and asked, "Xiao Chenchen, are you okay?" Uncle Wei, please take care of him?"

"Yeah." As soon as she mentioned it, Zhexi also missed Xiao Chenchen a little bit, and she was planning in her heart that she would go to Wei Feng's house to see him someday...

"Zhexi," Su Mochen pinched the corner of the book hard, "I want to raise it." Raise it for you.

Zhexi's chest began to heat up... his nasal cavity felt a little sour... for a moment, he didn't know what to say...

"When I see Uncle Wei, I will tell him."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Zhexi was still sitting there, looking at the night with a gentle smile, she was going back next weekend, she was missing Chenchen...

After stepping out of the balcony, Zhexi pulled up a cushion and sat with Wan Lizhe and the others.

Wan Lizhe touched Zhexi's shoulder, tilted his head and asked in a low voice, "Did you just call your wife?"

Wan Lizhe said so bluntly that Su Mochen is her daughter-in-law, which made Zhexi feel embarrassed, but her face was quite calm: "If you know it, ask."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Wan Lizhe shook his head strangely, "I'm afraid we'll hear it, so I hide on the balcony and make a phone call."

Zhexi glanced at him: "It's not over.

Bar? "

Joan couldn't hear what the two of them were saying (he was sitting opposite them), but he could see their intimate interaction, and there was a little envy in his tone: "You two have such a good relationship."

"That's it," Wan Lizhe frowned, and his tone was a little proud, "Jin Zhexi is my best friend," he said, lightly hugging Zhexi's shoulder, and asked, "Then am I your best friend?" Good friend?"

Zhexi patted his arm away with the back of his hand: "Are you childish..."

"Is it really?" Wan Lizhe looked at her with that little aggrieved expression...

As soon as he did this, Zhexi felt numb and had goosebumps... Sometimes she suspected that Wan Lizhe didn't remember that he was a man, and always put on the posture of a little woman...

"Barely count." Afraid that he would do something more unbearable, Zhexi replied helplessly.

Wan Lizhe raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Qiao An, as if he had won some major battle...

Joan smiled, and then suggested: "Let's play Landlord Fighting, anyway, the meal hasn't been delivered yet."

"That's fine, I'll get the cards." Wan Lizhe also has a collection room here (a part of it was moved from the original collection room), and there are all kinds of weird things in it.

"Wait a minute," Zhexi held Wan Lizhe who was about to get up, "Do you have mahjong here?" Zhexi, who grew up in the future world, had never played mahjong, so he really wanted to try it.

"Of course, I also specially collected a pair of mahjong made of jade, which feels very good."

Zhexi nodded slightly, then looked at Qiao An: "How about we play mahjong?"

"Okay." He was easy to talk to.

Seeing his promise, Zhexi said to Wan Lizhe, "You ask Xiao Wang to come to your place, and the four of us will play together."

"Okay, I'll call now."

Xiao Wang's residence is very close to Wan Lizhe's villa, and he arrived after a short time.

Not long after Xiao Wang arrived, the meal they ordered also arrived.

The three of them ate first, and then started playing mahjong.

Entertaining together is the easiest way to bring people closer.

As the game began, everyone relaxed.

After touching a card, Zhexi asked casually, "Qiao An, are you a few years younger than Wan Lizhe?" In fact, it's easy to speculate, Ren Chuyu's official age is 28 years old, and Wan Lizhe and Ren Chuyu are very old. Yu is the same age, and Qiao An is Ren Chuyu's younger brother...

"Yes, I am two years younger than Li Zhe," Joan played a red card, "I skipped grades in elementary school."

"Come on," Wan Lizhe turned his head and glanced at Zhexi, "this kid

He has a high IQ, and his science scores are particularly good. "

"Yeah." Zhexi continued to draw cards and asked a few random questions.

Qiao An told each other one by one.

After a round of mahjong, Zhexi brought up the topic of tonight: "Have you ever thought about contacting your sister?"

"I thought about it...but..." Qiao An rubbed the cards in his hand, with a bit of confusion on his face, "I'm afraid she doesn't want to..."

"How will you know if you don't try?" After saying this, Zhexi secretly kicked Wan Lizhe...

Wan Lizhe immediately followed Zhexi's meaning and added: "After all, you are brothers and sisters, blood is thicker than water."

Joan got up and poured himself a glass of water, sat back down, rubbed the rim of the glass with his thumb, and said with emotion: "In fact, every time I have conflicts with my father, I also think, if my mother and sister are here Well, with them, I wouldn't be so alone and helpless..."

Zhexi and Wan Lizhe looked at each other...

"I don't like my father very much. He is authoritarian, domineering, and self-centered." Joan held the cup tightly. "He is a very difficult person to get along with... It is right for my mother to divorce him. Very few people can completely tolerate him..."

Xiao Wang had already got up to prepare fruit for everyone, and the other two still listened carefully.

"He has been controlling me since I was a child, arranging my life, arranging my studies, and now he wants to arrange my life..." Joan's expression was a bit painful, "He always thought he was right Yes, totally disrespecting my thoughts and opinions..."

"I'm actually envious of my sister a lot of the time. She can do what she wants," he lowered his head. "But I'm also glad that she followed her mother, otherwise she would have her wings broken like me..."

Zhexi walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Your sister is very nice, she is a very gentle person."

"When I was young, my grandma said that my mother is a very gentle person, and she should have followed her mother's temperament."

Wan Lizhe also came over and put his hand on the other side of his shoulder: "If you want to get in touch with Ren Chuyu, we can help you."

"But I don't know what she thinks...in case she thinks it's an interruption..."

Wan Lizhe and Zhexi didn't say any more. In fact, Qiao An already had a tendency in his heart, but he just needed a little more time to sort it out.

It's getting late, and Zhexi has to go back to his residence.

Wan Lizhe stayed and said: "How about you don't leave tonight, just rest here."

"No, I'd better go back," she went back to the room and took her backpack, "You two should rest early too..." She walked a few steps and then backed up, "Take Joan to the company tomorrow morning and visit our department."

"understood."

Zhexi drove his own car back home (the car was parked at Wan Lizhe's place before).

After taking a shower, I lay in bed without feeling sleepy.

Looking at the time, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, she hesitated and called Su Mochen.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Zhexi lay on his side holding the phone, "I just miss you a little."

"Um."

"I want to hold you to sleep."

"..."

"Su Mochen?"

"Um."

"Do you miss me?"

Su Mochen turned over, touched the corner of the quilt, his face was slightly hot: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's so sudden," Zhexi smiled, "I've been wanting to know these two days, but I just don't have time to ask."

"Is there time now?"

Zhexi pursed her lips and smiled again, she said, "Although I'm busy, I always think of you."

Su Mochen snorted softly.

"Su Mochen," Zhexi said softly, "do you miss me?"

Sometimes I really can't stand this person's coquettish tone...

Su Mochen pulled the quilt to cover his face, and hummed softly...

"Then...see you in my dream," Zhexi whispered, "Good night."

"..." Su Mochen blushed.