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    Chapter 8

    Mo Shuang was playing with her cell phone with her head lowered. When she heard the voice, she turned around. A few strands of hair hidden in her broad hat were exposed. They were stubbornly tilted and bent by the pillow, just in line with the corners of her lips that were gradually raised.

    "Are you washed?" Mo Shuang broke the silence first, took a glass of water from the bedside table, stood up and walked towards her.

    Zhuo Weilan was still staring at the moving round tail on her pajamas. It wasn't until Mo Shuang turned around that he couldn't see it anymore. Then she realized that she was staring like a pervert. She grabbed the towel to wipe her hair irritably and sat away from looking at him.  On the end of the bed.

    When she lowered her head, Mo Shuang had already handed over the water glass and said softly, "Drink some honey water to relieve the hangover."

    "Thank you." Zhuo Weilan took a sip and tasted the faint taste inside.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Added less honey, not sweet enough.

    Zhuo Weilan liked sweet things and was not very satisfied with this glass of honey water. She drank it slowly. Mo Shuang stood in front of her and waited, adjusting her crooked pajamas and hood until her round ears were correct.

    Well, a little stupid.

    Zhuo Weilan commented in his mind, pursed his lips, and felt that the faint sweetness of honey water lingered between his lips and teeth, lingering and lingering.

    After adjusting her hat, Mo Shuang walked to the cabinet, helped take out the hair dryer, plugged it in, and placed it in the empty space next to her.

    Seeing Mo Shuang busy at work, Zhuo Weilan felt a little dazed for a moment.

    Helping her do things without saying a word, caring about every detail, just like before at home.

    However, before losing his memory, Mo Shuang understood her habit of rubbing her hair. In order to prevent her wet hair from catching a cold, he would personally help blow it, instead of putting down the hair dryer and standing there, watching her without speaking.

    "Thank you." Zhuo Weilan put the empty glass aside and said dullly, "I can do it myself."

    Mo Shuang naturally picked up the water glass, "Well, you should go to bed early after drying your hair. You have to go to work tomorrow."

    Maybe honey water really has a hangover effect. When Zhuo Weilan heard this, his dizzy head immediately thought of the lie he told Mo Shuang in the hospital during the day - when will he come to the hospital to visit?  Not necessarily, because I have to go to work.

    "Ahem." Zhuo Weilan said awkwardly, "Okay, you can go to sleep too."

    Mo Shuang didn¡¯t move, blinked and asked, ¡°Where are you going?¡±

    Zhuo Weilan almost thought it was a back talk, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that Mo Shuang really didn¡¯t know which room was the guest room after losing his memory. He sighed, "I'll take you to the guest room."

    "Um."

    They left the master bedroom one after another. Zhuo Weilan deliberately walked behind, not letting Mo Shuang see her messy appearance after taking a bath. She also took a good look at the furry little tail on her pajamas that moved as she moved forward.  .

    "Stop, it's right here."

    Mo Shuang pointed to a door, and after she confirmed that she opened the door and went in, Zhuo Weilan helped press the light switch, making the simple interior appear before her eyes, and then said, "You often sleep in this room when you come back late. The sheets and bedding are  It¡¯s clean.¡±

    "often?"

    Although Zhuo Weilan thought that Mo Shuang's blank look in her bear pajamas was cute, the resentment of being ignored could not go away for a while. She curled her lips and replied with a slightly sarcastic sentence, "It's not that often, you half  Go home once a month.¡±

    "Half a month?" Mo Shuang pointed at herself in confusion, "Am I going too far?"

    Zhuo Weilan did not expect that Mo Shuang would use "excessive" to describe her behavior of not going home often, and she did not expect that she would not be happy at all after seeing this scene.

    Now Mo Shuang, wearing bear pajamas, is a person who doesn¡¯t even know which guest room is in the house.

    There is no point in blaming yourself, and the same goes for blaming yourself.

    "I asked my aunt to clean it every day." Facing the "18-year-old" Mo Shuang, Zhuo Weilan felt a sense of anger and guilt. She rubbed her brows and changed the subject, "You go in and have a rest. There are your clothes in the closet. It's okay."  Don¡¯t come to the master bedroom.¡±

    She left after saying this without any nostalgia at all. She took three steps out before Mo Shuang could react.

    Zhuo Weilan felt that her back must be very chic and handsome, so she treated the corridor as a stage and stepped on her slippers to look like high heels.

    She played it perfectly, but she didn't expect that she would not let go of a word.

    "Good night."

    Mo Shuang said from behind.

    Zhuo Weilan paused, bit his lip to resist looking back, and continued walking forward.

    When she returned to the room, she threw herself on the bed regardless of her wet hair and rolled up the quilt several times until she was too exhausted to think about those messy things. She sniffed and sat up.?

    Zhuo Weilan looked curiously and saw Director Yu Zhi coming out of the office. He quickly nodded in greeting and received a polite smile.

    "Look." Tan Shaoshi was having fun beside her, "No wonder Mo Shuang is jealous, you are so popular."

    Hearing Mo Shuang's name, Zhuo Weilan felt a little headache again, lowering his head and rubbing his temples.

    "Weilan, Shao Shi." Yu Zhi not only looked at her, but also walked over directly and asked about the progress of the work, "Has your first draft been completed?"

    Tan Shaoshi smiled dryly and said, "It's almost time." Zhuo Weilan felt guilty and answered honestly, "No."

    Yu Zhi is a leader who doesn't like to put pressure very much. She still smiles and uses a euphemism, "It's good to work slowly and carefully. It's good to think about it carefully, but the deadline is getting closer and closer. You should pay attention to seize the time."

    "Good director."

    As soon as the boss walked away, Zhuo Weilan and Tan Shaoshi looked at each other, silently dragging their chairs back to the table and working hard.

    During the lunch break, they went downstairs together, and Tan Shaoshi couldn't help complaining, "It's fine that I, a single person, can't think of any creative ideas about love, how could you"

    Zhuo Weilan replied expressionlessly, "I'm getting divorced soon."

    "Don't be brave." Tan Shaoshi touched her chin, "You hugged Mo Shuang as soon as you saw her last night."

    Zhuo Weilan still cared about the embarrassing behavior of being drunk and crazy last night, and defended unhappily, "I was drunk, it doesn't count!"

    Tan Shaoshi paused, "What about now?"

    "ah?"

    "Isn't that your car?" Tan Shaoshi pointed in the direction, "Is Mo Shuang looking for you?"

    As soon as Zhuo Weilan looked over, Mo Shuang immediately opened the door and got out of the car, smiling brightly at her in the sunshine.

    "Go." Tan Shaoshi winked at her, "Find some inspiration about love."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Tan Shaoshi grabbed a passing colleague and sent her away with a simple and rude wave.

    Seeing her best friend walking away, Zhuo Weilan sighed and reluctantly came to Mo Shuang, "What are you doing here?"

    "Have lunch." Mo Shuang replied, "How about going to eat Xiaoxi beef noodles?"

    Does it happen to be what she likes?

    Zhuo Weilan was shocked for a moment, and then thought it was a coincidence - there happened to be a branch opposite the company, and the decades-old signboard was still standing, and the citizens had an impression. Mo Shuang's memory was back to the age of eighteen, instead of clearing it, doing  This suggestion is not unusual.

    "Okay." She thought it would be quick to eat noodles and she wouldn't have to spend too long in a dry relationship, so she readily agreed.

    When ordering, Mo Shuang said something strange again, "A bowl of thick noodles with the original soup, without the green onions, more coriander, beef tongue and pickled peppers, right?"

    Zhuo Weilan was stunned, "How do you know? Have you recovered your memory?"

    "No, I saw the old diary in the study room."

    "Really?" Zhuo Weilan's heart suddenly moved, "I'm written in it?"

    "Most of them are you."

    Zhuo Weilan didn't know that Mo Shuang had written a diary, let alone that he could appear in it and occupy most of the space. He didn't delve into the authenticity of the diary for a while, his heartbeat quickened, and he asked anxiously, "Which year is the diary?"  "

    ¡°It happens every year, but I remember less of these two years.¡±

    ????????????????????????????  Would Mo Shuang, who came home very rarely and always had a formulaic smile on her face, write about her in his diary?

    Zhuo Weilan thought about the night of waiting, and suddenly calmed down and no longer believed in this matter, and looked at Mo Shuang suspiciously.

    Mo Shuang looked back calmly, "Really, do you want to see it?"

    "No need, that's your privacy," Zhuo Weilan couldn't see any trace of lying, and couldn't find a reason to believe it, so he pretended to be casual and joked, "There's nothing good about me in the content"

    "I've memorized it."

    Zhuo Weilan was stunned, "Back?"

    Mo Shuang nodded, and the answer was reasonable.

    "Of course you have to remember your things clearly."

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