No one can figure out what kind of existence time is, sometimes she is obvious, like a budding flower in front of her, it will bloom in a short time, and sometimes it is ignored, just like a hundred years of life, although it is as hurried as a passerby, I haven't realized that life is one more day, and one less day.
It snowed in Seoul, people had put on thick clothes to resist the cold, Lin Yuna still lived in Yang Mo's house, she lived very well here, and the most worrying Xiujing was also very good to her, from a certain point of view, this attitude was already very happy.
Yang Mo, who has been sitting in a wheelchair for several months, has gotten rid of the wheelchair, from the beginning of the clubbing with crutches, to now running normally, but in just a few months, ordinary people are still quietly recuperating at this time, but Yang Mo feels extremely uncomfortable, and has already started exercising.
Under Yang Mo's organization, the four people in the villa, plus Xu Xian, a new employee of the company, went to the Blue Elephant in Bangkok for a meal, and then played around Thailand.
Yang Mo's treat allowed the four of them to fully enjoy a top-notch full-body Thai massage.
Originally, he also wanted to follow in, and by the way, he saw a few people screaming under the hands of the masseur, but he didn't expect that he would be turned away, and then watched a few people with tired expressions go in and come out in good spirits.
Thailand tourism is naturally not just such a little fun, but for Yang Mo at this moment, those are all in the past, and the most important thing is that he has finally gotten rid of the shackles.
"Whirring ......"
"Knock Knock ......"
In the yard, Yang Mo was playing tennis against a wall, of course he would not build a tennis court in the yard, an area of more than 600 square meters was placed in his small courtyard of 1,000 square meters, and there was always a very narrow feeling, so he just built a wall in the yard and laid a layer of stone slabs on the ground by the way.
Zheng Xiujing and Lin Yuna are busy with their affairs, Sika is still difficult to withdraw from the business, she once again experienced the feeling of pain and happiness, that feeling is like when she first debuted, she tried her best to complete various tasks, in order not to be beaten down by all kinds of pressure.
"Smack."
Yang Mo swung his racket and racked the tennis ball back, and the tennis ball made a dull sound on the wall, and then bounced back quickly, leaving a shallow dent on the wall.
The wall that had been destroyed by Yang Mo for several days was already full of holes, Yang Mo seemed to vent all the depression of this time on the wall, and the wall was also very wronged, it didn't do anything, just stayed here quietly, or Yang Mo let it stay, but it turned out to be scarred.
Yang Mo's arms were bent, his feet were on the ground, his waist was bearing the power rising from his feet, and his arms waved hard.
"Jump!"
The tennis ball hit the wall, only this time it didn't bounce back, but instead made a hole in the wall and stuck tightly in it.
Yang Mo glanced at it, and took out another tennis ball with an expressionless face and started playing.
Come to think of it, it's Christmas, and he needs to be prepared.
Christmas......
Nothing to explain......
Zheng Xiujing, who got off work, went home happily, she had other preparations after a busy day, because today was Christmas, or Yang Mo's birthday, she had already made an appointment with Ernie and wanted to surprise Yang Mo today.
Since it was a surprise, of course I couldn't let Yang Mo know, just wasn't there, hurry up and clean it up!
After a while, several cars were parked in the underground parking garage, and Yang Mo's friend ......
There are only a few people who are young, and because of their busy schedules, only Sunny and Seo Hyun can come now, plus the three people who originally lived here, a total of five people.
Xu Xian, who came first, is working hard with Xiujing to decorate the room and make it look better, for everyone, today is not only Yang Mo's birthday, but also the annual Christmas.
The night is getting deeper, and everyone who can come is coming, sitting on the sofa one by one and waiting, but Yang Mo, as the protagonist, has not shown up for a long time.
"Ah, don't wait, let's call to confirm."
Zheng Xiujing rubbed her hair irritably, took out the phone, and next to her, Lin Yun'er made a series of gurgling sounds in her stomach, she hadn't eaten much today, and she was waiting for the evening dinner, but dinner was unexpectedly missing.
"Toot toot toot......
Hey, Xiujing......
Video.
Yang Mo's ordinary face appeared on the screen, with slight sweat stains on his face and a little oil on his lips, but it was not clear in the video.
"Where are you, why haven't you come back?"
Zheng Xiujing pouted and was unhappy.
"Oh?
Everybody's here.
Yang Mo saw the others on the screen and beckoned with a smile.
"Come back, I'm hungry."
Zheng Xiujing pouted and shouted dissatisfiedly.
"That," Yang Mo hesitated for a while and smiled awkwardly, "I'm eating." ” Everyone present looked at him in disbelief as if they had been struck by lightning: "What, you have already eaten!"
” What the hell, we waited for you until now, but you told us that you have eaten!
"No, I'm eating."
Yang Mo smiled.
"Where are you?"
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Zheng Xiujing asked with a straight face.
"Eh, SC," as he spoke, Yang Mo shook his mobile phone from the hot pot in front of him, and when the five girls saw the hot pot with red oil, they suddenly became angry, and Yun'er's hungry stomach growled, you suddenly went back to China to eat hot pot alone!
"Why SC?"
Zheng Xiujing asked coldly.
"That's it......
Go out alone, have a meal and go back, you guys play late, and I can catch your night party. ” "Are you sick?"
Zheng Xiuyan, who couldn't help it for a long time, stared at her eyes and blurted out.
"Well, no, it's just boring, come out for a stroll and relax."
"You relax and take a four-hour plane ride alone just to go to SC for a hot pot?"
"That's right, to be exact."
Everyone was speechless, and Zheng Xiujing, who had been silent for a while, suddenly grabbed the mobile phone with both hands, like grabbing Yang Mo's face, and said seriously: "I don't care, you abandoned me, I want to take out all your treasures." ” The corners of Yang Mo's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "That, Xiujing, don't spoil all my things." ” "You're wondering if I've ruined your things, why don't you care if you abandoned me!"
Zheng Xiujing shouted angrily.
"I'll be here in the evening."
"You're perfunctory to me!"
"Xiujing, hey!"
"I don't listen!
I don't listen!
” "I'll come and make you something to eat."
"What's delicious?"
Foodie Xiao Jing instantly threw away the festival and asked excitedly.
"Kobe beef?"
"Hmm."
Zheng Xiujing, who was trying to hold back her strength, responded lightly, in her experience, the more this is the case, the more good things she can eat later.
"In addition to the double-headed abalone?"
"Hmm."
"Finally, I'll stew fish maw for you when I go back, is it enough?"
"Count your acquaintance, you have to come back at night, and if you don't come home before I go to bed, I'll break all your treasures!"
"You must go home, you guys have fun."
Yang Mo waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Humph!"
Zheng Xiujing snorted arrogantly.
Lin Yun'er shouted beside her: "Yang Mo, I also want to eat abalone, and I also want to eat fish maw!"
” "Can I miss you, is it possible that we will eat and let you watch from the side?"
Lin Yun'er showed an aggrieved look and whispered: "Even if I watch you eat me, I will be happy, even if I don't give it to me at all, I won't say anything bad about you." ” "What are you going to say bad about me?"
"Nope."
"Any good words?"
"Happy Birthday!"
"Happy Birthday!"
Everyone else followed.
"Thank you, you have to have fun at night, if you play too late, just rest at my place."
"Then you still need to say, we brought all the clothes here."
Sunny said with a fluttering eyebrow.
Xu Xian looked at Sunny in surprise: "Ernie, did you still bring clothes?"
” Sunny waved his hand casually, "Don't worry so much. ” Yang Mo looked at the reactions of everyone on the screen and smiled lightly: "That's it, I'll hang up first, it's so fun, remember to eat." ” The phone hung up, Yang Mo put down his mobile phone and continued to eat hot pot, and the five people in the villa began to shout wildly, and after a while, the stereo that seemed to be installed specifically for them broke out into high music, and the five people were jumping in the living room with a bottle of beer.
It took about seven or eight hours for Yang Mo to go back and forth from the CD to Seoul, and when he returned to the villa, the house was brightly lit, and there were faint bursts of singing, but when he heard it, he knew that it was released by the equipment, but no one was singing.
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Yang Mo walked into the door with a few bags, the music was unattended, and the living room was scattered with various snacks and wine bottles, but there was a different sense of tranquility.
I don't know where they went.
Yang Mo walked up to the third floor with the bag, and faintly heard a burst of exclamations from behind the door next to him, and some strange sounds.
"Come on, push the tower, why are you so ......" was Sunny's voice.
"Ernie, I still want to go over there and play billiards."
Xu Xian, who has been scolded by Sunny many times, whispered, "I have some hands today, but now I don't dare to take a breath when I am scolded."
"Let's play with this first."
Sunny didn't look back, coldly dropped a word, and continued her game.
The door was gently pushed open, Yang Mo saw clearly what was going on inside, Sunny and Xu Xian were playing games in the corner, and the remaining three of them were playing billiards together, and music with a strong sense of rhythm was playing in the room, and people who didn't know thought it was open.
As if feeling something, Zheng Xiujing glanced up at the door, Yang Mo's figure was like coming from a dream, the blazing light outside the house and the dim light in the room intertwined a strange dividing line at the door, colliding with thousands of black and white rays on Yang Mo's body, like ink blurred in the water, and like starry points of light, gentle and fiery.
"Smack."
When the club landed, Zheng Xiujing bypassed the table and rushed to Yang Mo, looking at him quietly with her head held high and pouting.
"I'm back."
Yang Mo looked at her and said with a smile.
"I'm sleepy."
"Then let's sleep."
As soon as Yang Mo let go of his hand, the bag fell to the ground, one hand wrapped around Zheng Xiujing's waist, the other hand held her head, and kissed her deeply on the lips.