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    Chapter 5

    After sitting on the bed for ten minutes, Zhuo Weilan's legs could no longer hold up, and her waist gradually became sore from Mo Shuang's leaning on her.

    She felt that this was not going to work, so she pressed Mo Shuang's shoulder to shake it, but she didn't start to exert any force. When she lowered her head, she saw the peaceful sleeping face and the band-aid on her forehead came into her eyes, and suddenly she couldn't move her hand.

    Thinking about it carefully, Mo Shuang is quite pitiful. After the car accident, her memory stopped at the age of eighteen, and she heard one after another, "You have a wife", "Your aunt has become a mercenary person", "Your wife wants to divorce you", "  "Your mother has left home" was bombarded with messages. I'm lucky I didn't faint.

    Zhuo Weilan pursed her lips, visually checked the distance between herself and the pillow, hugged Mo Shuang, and slowly fell over together for tens of seconds.

    The body suddenly moved, Mo Shuang grunted uncomfortably, and sank into the soft quilt and stopped again.

    Zhuo Weilan breathed a sigh of relief and carefully pulled back the hand that was pressed by Mo Shuang.

    As soon as she moved, Mo Shuang frowned, reached out and hugged her tightly, moved over to find a comfortable position, pulled the quilt to cover her, and finally patted her with his hand.  He turned his back and continued to sleep with a groan.

    The movements can be completed in one go, which cannot be achieved overnight.

    It¡¯s almost the same as when I was at home.

    Zhuo Weilan stared at the sleeping Mo Shuang in front of her, almost suspecting that this guy was pretending to sleep.

    But the gentle and even breathing was exactly the frequency and sound of Mo Shuang when she was asleep, so it couldn't be deceived.

    "What?" Zhuo Weilan stared for a long time, his eyes were sore, he rubbed his eyes to induce more sleepiness. He couldn't say Mo Shuang's name at first, so he yawned greatly, his eyelids were drooped and he couldn't see clearly.  .

    No way, she didn't sleep well last night. In order to appear "I'm very happy to get divorced" in front of Mo Shuang, she got up early in the morning and put on makeup. She sat in Lawyer Liu's office for two hours before coming.  After arriving at the hospital, there was no chance to rest.

    Mo Shuang is tired, so is Zhuo Weilan.

    "It's really" She was so sleepy that tears came out, and she wanted to squint her eyes and rest for a while.

    Zhuo Weilan ignored his tiredness, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

    She had a dream, in which she resolutely pushed Mo Shuang away, got up from the bed, walked out of the hospital, and discussed with Lawyer Liu the next time to revise the agreement.

    The details were clear and terrifyingly real, making her really feel like she had gotten out of bed and slept more peacefully.

    Zhuo Weilan was awakened by the constant vibrating sound of her cell phone in her coat.

    "Huh?" She opened her eyes in confusion, and saw Mo Shuang lying next to her in a daze for a moment.

    Mo Shuang went home?  Why was Mo Shuang wearing a set of pajamas she had never seen before?

    Zhuo Weilan thought in a daze. Only when he saw the white wall in the background clearly did he realize something was wrong. He suddenly woke up, sat up and scanned the ward, and took out his mobile phone that was vibrating crazily from his pocket.

    The caller ID was "Tan Shaoshi", her best friend and colleague.

    Zhuo Weilan regained his energy, gently took Mo Shuang's hand away from his waist, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He found that he was not asleep enough, and he kicked his shoes to the left and right.

    I really consider this my home.

    She patted her head and picked it up on tiptoe. After picking it up, she looked at the smooth and shiny floor of the hospital. After thinking about not wearing it and making noise, she held it in her hand and walked lightly to the door of the ward.

    The moment she closed the door, she saw the quilt on the bed moving, thinking that Mo Shuang was about to wake up, she was so scared that she held her breath and her hands trembled.

    The door lock still closed quietly as she wished.

    Zhuo Weilan breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the chair next to him and sat down. He put on his shoes and answered the phone, "Hey, Shao Shi."

    "Where?" Tan Shaoshi asked casually, "Have you completed the formalities? I'm waiting for you to eat."

    Zhuo Weilan only told one friend about the divorce, and agreed to have a meal together in the evening after completing the formalities to celebrate being single again.  When she heard Tan Shaoshi's urging, she was stunned for a moment. She looked at the time and realized that it was already four o'clock. She had slept with Mo Shuang on the bed for several hours without realizing it. She rubbed her brows in frustration, "It didn't work out. She's in the hospital."

    "What? Are you fighting?" Tan Shaoshi suddenly became excited.

    Zhuo Weilan rolled his eyes, "How is that possible!"

    "That's rightMo Shuang doesn't seem to be such a rude person." Tan Shaoshi muttered for a while, and suddenly came to a more shocking conclusion, "Did you send Mo Shuang to the hospital?"

    "No! Mo Shuang had a car accident and went to the hospital on her own." Zhuo Weilan accepted this and never looked at her.?Failed.

    Zhuo Weilan was depressed and gave up decisively, "Forget it, I'll write you the number, and ask the nurse to call me if I need anything."

    Mo Shuang was not discouraged, "When was the first day we met?"

    "Well" Zhuo Weilan had just finished writing Assistant Chen's name and number, and was writing his own name one stroke at a time, "It seems to be October 19th."

    Mo Shuang entered the number 1019, the screen flashed, and the main interface appeared.

    "Successful." Mo Shuang smiled and showed her the phone.

    "That's okay." Zhuo Weilan put down the pen nonchalantly, leaving only half of his name on the note. "I'm leaving. I'll see you next time."

    She took two steps, then heard a muffled thud behind her, and turned around blankly.

    Mo Shuang stumbled before standing up. She stood barefoot on the cold ground and looked at her eagerly, "When is the next time?"

    "Go back and sit down." Zhuo Weilan relented and pushed Mo Shuang back to sit on the bed, lowered his head to avoid looking at each other, and whispered, "We have to go to work tomorrow, let's talk about it later."

    Mo Shuang said "oh" in a low voice.

    "That's it, bye." Zhuo Weilan was afraid that she might not be able to leave if she kept talking, so she packed her bag and left quickly.

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    Mo Shuang watched Zhuo Weilan leave, sat on the bedside in a daze for a while, picked up the unfinished note on the cabinet and read it.

    Zhuo Weilan's name only contains "Zhuo" and a suddenly broken "د".

    She sighed softly, found the phone that automatically locked the screen again, entered 1019, flipped through it, and found Zhuo Weilan's name in the address book.

    Why don¡¯t you keep a wife?

    Mo Shuang didn¡¯t understand what she had done, so she put down her phone, picked up a pen and carefully wrote down Zhuo Weilan¡¯s name.

    I don¡¯t know whether it¡¯s because I haven¡¯t held a pen for a long time, or it¡¯s slightly affected by the car accident. My hand is a little stiff, and the strokes I make are shaking.

    When Mo Shuang saw what she had written, she frowned dissatisfied, turned the page and continued writing.

    Finally, after half a page, the most beautiful "Zhuo Weilan" appeared.

    Mo Shuang didn¡¯t feel bored and stared at it without blinking until her eyes were sore before sighing and asking to an innocent name on the note:

    "When will the next time be?"

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