In her existing memory, this was the first time Xi Jia had experienced such a surprise. The person she had been thinking of had suddenly appeared; she had only ever written about such people in her own scripts.
After a brief pause.
"Honey, wait for me for two minutes."
Xi Jia changed her clothes, packed her bag quickly, and didn't forget to tell the old lady before leaving.
The old woman's room was on the other side of the main room. Before we even reached the door, the light in her room went out and the window went dark.
"grandmother?"
Xi Jia called softly.
The lights came on again.
"Jiajia, come in. The door isn't locked."
The old woman had already lain down, but she sat up and put on a coat.
As Xi Jia entered the house, the old woman noticed she was wearing a coat and carrying a bag. "Are you going out?"
Xi Jia: "Yes, my husband came to see me. He just arrived."
The old lady was busy all day and didn't have much energy. "I'll prepare the dishes tomorrow, and you can bring your boyfriend back for dinner."
Xi Jia replied, "Okay."
After the old woman fell asleep, she tucked her in, turned off the light, and left.
Once outside, Xi Jia tiptoed and jogged away.
Outside the gate.
Mo Yushen put one hand in his pocket, looked at the bamboo forest in the distance, and thought about some things.
With a creak, the door opened.
Before Mo Yushen could even see who had come out, a figure rushed into his arms.
Mo Yushen carried the snacks and put his arm around Xi Jia.
Without saying a word, Xi Jia cupped Mo Yushen's face and kissed him.
Then she wrapped her arms around his neck, and the kiss continued.
There were no streetlights, and no moonlight.
On the dark side of the road, two people could be vaguely seen embracing each other.
A deep French kiss.
I don't know who started it, but it just kept going on and on.
After the kiss, the packed soup and snacks were completely cold.
Mo Yushen handed her the takeout bag, saying, "Heat it up when you get home."
Xi Jia didn't care what kind of food it was, and asked him, "What about you?"
After a moment of silence, Mo Yu said something he didn't really mean: "Let's go back to the hotel."
Xi Jia deliberately said, "You came all this way just to bring me a late-night snack worth twenty-odd yuan?"
Mo Yushen remained silent, which seemed to be a tacit agreement.
Xi Jia smiled and waved to him, "Be careful on the road."
Mo Yushen: "..."
Xi Jia turned and walked towards the gate. Mo Yushen was still standing there. She left so decisively, not even worried about whether he dared to walk alone in the dark.
Xi Jia didn't enter the courtyard, but locked the gate from the outside. Mo Yushen looked at her and inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
"The door is locked, I can't get in," Xi Jia said, amusing herself.
Mo Yushen brought over the takeout bag.
Xi Jia looked at him and couldn't help but mock him: "I don't believe you're really willing to go back alone? You can put up with it?"
Mo Yushen knew what she meant by "can endure it," and he said, "There's nothing you can't endure."
Both of them actually felt something during that kiss.
Xi Jia joked, "What's the longest you've ever endured something?"
Mo Yushen: "More than twenty years."
Xi Jia: "..."
Surprisingly, he also has a dry sense of humor.
They walked back to the hotel along the same route.
Unlike before, Xi Jia didn't take the initiative to link arms with him.
The two walked side by side.
The road was quiet for a short while, with only the chirping of insects.
Xi Jia, feeling bored, asked him, "Isn't the company busy? Why did you suddenly come to the mountains?"
Mo Yushen hesitated for a few seconds before replying, "Your grandparents are concerned about your health, so they asked me to come and check on you."
Xi Jia couldn't help but laugh twice.
The sound was quite loud.
The echoes reverberate through the quiet mountains.
Fortunately, the light was dim, so Xi Jia couldn't see the fascinating expression on Mo Yushen's face.
Xi Jia finally managed to stop laughing. "I'm so happy that my grandparents care about me so much." Then she laughed again. "I'm really happy."
Xi Jia has amnesia, but she's not stupid.
Mo Yushen only just realized what was happening.
Laughter filled the air throughout the journey.
After walking along this path, we reached the main road of the scenic area. There were streetlights along the roadside, and tourists were coming and going. There were many young couples, either holding hands or with their arms around each other.
Mo Yushen turned to Xi Jia and asked, "Are you tired?"
Xi Jia didn't immediately catch Mo Yushen's train of thought and subconsciously replied, "I'm not tired, I'm used to walking like this."
Half a quarter of an hour passed.
Mo Yushen said, "If you're tired, I'll hold your hand."
Xi Jia understood, pursed her lips slightly, and gave him her hand.
Mo Yushen grasped it, and then clenched his fists tightly.
At first, I felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.
Mo Yushen was thinking about Ji Qingshi's request, so he asked tactfully, "Do you still remember any of those old friends?"
Xi Jia blurted out, "Ye Qiu. An actor, I've known him for many years."
Mo Yushen pretended to have forgotten, "Ye Qiu? Ji Qingshi's girlfriend?"
Xi Jia sighed, "We've been separated for several months." She asked, "Haven't you heard?"
Mo Yushen: "Men don't talk about these things."
That's true. Besides, Mo Yushen doesn't seem to have a close relationship with her second brother.
Mo Yushen: "She broke up with your second brother, will that affect you two?"
Xi Jia shook her head, "No, that's not true. Actually, I feel that Ye Qiu still misses my second brother. Today she said that she was about to forget my second brother, which means she has never forgotten him."
When it comes to relationships, it's all about mutual consent.
Unfortunately, her second brother had someone else in his heart.
"Let's not talk about these upsetting things."
Turning onto the food street, Xi Jia said, "Grandma's daughter runs a restaurant here. I don't know which one, but I heard the business is pretty good. She's busy from morning till night."
Mo Yushen didn't know how to have a conversation like this, so he simply didn't respond and listened silently.
The food street gradually quieted down, and the restaurant signs along the roadside flashed.
A mountain wind was blowing, carrying a damp chill.
The two didn't speak, but walked back to the hotel in unison, at a leisurely pace.
It was the same hotel she had stayed at last time. Xi Jia glanced at the hotel's name but didn't recognize it.
Mo Yushen saw her confusion, "I lived here before."
Xi Jia: "The two of us?"
"otherwise?"
A person walked out of the lobby, paused, then immediately turned back, turned a corner, and entered the convenience store on the first floor of the hotel.
Zhou Mingqian had been busy all night and came down for a late-night snack. He ran into Mo Yushen and Xi Jia, who were talking and didn't notice him.
He didn't have anything he wanted to buy, so he stood in front of the shelves inside.
He was used to extramarital affairs, but he never expected that Mo Yushen, a man of very calm temperament, would travel thousands of miles to the mountains just to meet his lover.
As the saying goes, even heroes have found it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman.
If Xi Jia had been born in ancient times, she would definitely have been considered a femme fatale.
Zhou Mingqian was not familiar with Mo Yushen, but another shareholder of Xinglan was a good friend of Mo Yushen, so he and Mo Yushen had an indirect relationship.
When Jiang Qin was filming her first drama, he had dinner with Mo Yushen a few times.
I heard from another shareholder that Mo Yushen is married.
As for who Mrs. Mo was, he had no intention of finding out; he had heard it was an arranged marriage.
Zhou Mingqian was convinced that Xi Jia was not Mrs. Mo. That morning at Mr. Yue's house, Xi Jia did not recognize the other person in the group photo as Grandpa Mo Yushen.
When Mr. Yue mentioned Mo Yushen, Xi Jia smiled and said, "Of course I know him."