Chapter Five Hundred and Sixteen: It's His, New, Unworn

Sure enough, Mo Jingshen kept his eyes on the pants she was wearing, then looked her up and down, and after a while, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Nuan silently closed the cabinet door, feeling that it was not a wise move for him to be in the same room with him. Now that he is dressed like this, he has no bag, no mobile phone, and no documents. Inexplicably, he feels like he has lost his freedom. They all became shorter, and even if they wanted to talk, they seemed to lose their momentum.

She put her hand on the cabinet door, and suddenly asked again, "Who are you sending me to buy clothes for me? Shen Mu? Would it be too inconvenient for him to buy things like underwear, underwear, and pants? "

The man answered casually: "Sister Chen."

Ji Nuan snorted calmly, turned around and was going to sit down by the bed to rest for a while, without further questioning.

She just turned around and took two steps, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at him: "Sister Chen?"

The man's eyes fell on the trousers she was wearing, and he looked at the corners of her pants that were too long and was stepped on by her feet, and said lightly, "Sister Chen's youngest son was admitted to Haicheng University, and she lives in the countryside. Come over to study with me, live near the university, there is nothing to do, I ask her to come and clean every day."

After leaving the Royal Garden, Ji Nuan thought it was impossible to get Sister Chen again in the future.

But I didn't expect that Sister Chen's current job would not leave Mo Jingshen and Mo's family after all. This is fine. First, Sister Chen's life and salary are guaranteed. Second, Sister Chen is a trustworthy person who is suitable for long-term employment.

It was Sister Chen who went to help her buy clothes, so she was relieved, she just stopped talking, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her legs and rolled up the trousers that had grown a lot, and said, "I might still need to borrow your phone from you. There are so many documents in my bag that need to be reissued, and many of the documents, large and small, are related to the company.

Having said that, she raised her eyes and said, "And your car... I didn't change it three years ago, and now it has to be scrapped, right?"

"Um."

Hearing the man's calm voice, Ji Nuan looked at him, but saw that Mo Jingshen had no intention of continuing to talk about the car, and had already brought her a cell phone.

Ji Nuan glanced at it, got up and took the mobile phone. While poking at the numbers of a few company staff members that he could barely remember, as well as Xiaoba's numbers, he said, "I have to go and reissue the mobile phone card."

"Sister Chen has already gone, she will bring the reissued card when she returns the clothes.

"

In an instant, there was no last reason to leave here immediately. Ji Nuan held the phone in silence for a moment, lowered her head and continued to poke the number without speaking.

When she called Mo Jingshen, she turned around and walked out. Ji Nuan sat on the bed and called Xiao Ba and the others, explained the reason for her disappearance in the past two days, and explained that they had put the documents in their bags that had been soaked in seawater and I went to get the certificate again, put down the phone after explaining it, and glanced at the black mobile phone in my hand.

Suddenly, I felt that all the things I had been anxious and worried about since I woke up had been explained, and my heart suddenly calmed down.

The words that Mo Jingshen pushed against the wall of the hotel bathroom that day seemed to sound in his ears, and the man pinched her chin in hatred.

"I plan for three years, just to change the trajectory of your life, to let you live well, not to let you die easily!"

She lowered her eyes, put down the phone, and sat by the bed for a while, before finally getting up and walking out.

She rolled up the trousers that had grown a lot, and now naturally she would no longer step on the trousers, and walking was much easier, so she walked out of the bedroom wearing a man's shirt and trousers.

No slippers were found in the bedroom. When he got out of bed, he was carried by Mo Jingshen to eat, so he came out barefoot.

Just as she was about to ask questions after walking out, a man's low and light voice sounded above her head: "Put on shoes.

Ji Nuan was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to say that she took all her shoes here three years ago, where are there any shoes she can wear?

The man only pointed to the door with his chin. She followed it and saw that he had taken out a pair of new gray-colored men's slippers at some point. They were his, new, and never worn.

She looked at it intently, walked over to put it on, and then walked back wearing these slippers that were much larger than her own feet.

In recent years, a woman who dresses very well because she is in the workplace is now wearing a wide shirt and loose trousers, and a pair of men's slippers under her feet. The length of the shoulders, clean and without any shape, looks like a high school student stealing the clothes of adults, nondescript, but also has a different kind of charm.

Seeing her like this, the man smiled lightly.

In a familiar environment, people will subconsciously immerse themselves in the memory of this environment, and even feel that nothing has changed, but seeing Mo Jingshen's smile at this moment, Ji Nuan's heart wants to be calm, but he can't calm down. .

She turned her head abruptly, but the expression on her face was serious: "Mo Jingshen."

He sat on the sofa opposite, picked up the glass kettle on the coffee table, and poured her a cup of warm water, "What do you want to say?"

"You answer whatever I ask? Don't lie to me?"

The man put the glass on the side of the coffee table closest to her, glanced at her, and said nothing.

She approached again and stared into his eyes: "I still have a lot of things that I don't understand, can it be said that life is all over again, but I can't just change the original trajectory of my life, if I don't do something, I will live a few more times. Will you still be dead when you're thirty?"

He looked like he didn't care much about this process that she had never understood, so he just said casually: "As long as you are okay now, don't kill yourself for anyone else, eat three meals a day, keep exercising and fitness, I promise you will live to a hundred years."

"So Su Zhilan's death and what happened to Ji Mengran in the year or two after he disappeared have something to do with you?"

The man just glanced at her and waited for her next words.

"How did you do it? What do you know? Did you die? Did you die once like me? Or did you just wake up with those memories? In those times when I didn't know it, you still Know what?"

Mo Jingshen was not in a hurry to explain, when he heard her asking if he was dead, there was even a faint smile in his eyes, but he still stared at her calmly for a while, dipped in ink His eyes stayed on her body: "It's good to live or die, at least everything is in time now, and you won't watch everything develop to the point where you can't stop it, at least, you are living well now, aren't you? "The warm wind is not as affectionate as you are