The most ruthless is her

Facing Ruan Mohan's confession, Jian Shuo whispered, "I guess so."

In the afternoon, Bai Jingxian asked her to go to the hospital. She didn't want to go, but she went anyway.

Her mind was in turmoil.

For a while, it was the soft touch when I went to the hospital to see Xiaoxuan, and when I held the baby in my arms.

For a while, it was Jian's small western-style building with red walls and spires. On Children's Day, it was surrounded by cute pink balloons.

After a while, it was Bai Jingxian's swollen belly and a gentle smile.

Jian Shuo thought, when she was first born, did anyone love her so softly?

She had never thought about it like this. From the beginning of her memory, she spent time under Yang Haining's cold eyes and censure, and gradually became invincible and became a monster in the world.

She didn't know why she thought so.

It's as if she didn't know why she bowed her head to Bai Jingxian after Bai Jingxian said the word "forgive".

Probably it was Bai Jingxian's tender hand that was too attractive to her.

Like a mother, telling her that she is not a person without feelings, but a person captured by warmth, is also okay.

Jian Shuo thought, if she could accept that she had feelings.

So will there be a day when Ruan Mohan can also accept that he is a person with feelings?

That's why she let Bai Jingxian touch her head.

But after being patted on the head by Bai Jingxian, the depression and anxiety in my heart can't go away.

After all, when she bowed her head, it was tantamount to acquiescing to Bai Jingxian's words, acquiescing that she was the "murderer" who wanted to harm Bai Jingxian's child.

Jian Shuo didn't want to think about it anymore, closed his eyes, took Ruan Mohan's hand again, and placed it on his head:

"Then you punish me."

"Don't you like to attack me gently like this?"

"See if I will bow my head to your tenderness, and see if I am a person with feelings."

"You... punish me."

Ruan Mohan didn't move his hand away.

Instead, he stroked Jian Shuo's head lightly, just as Jian Shuo asked.

"You can't be a person with feelings." Ruan Mohan said in a voice as soft as touching, "You must not be, do you hear me?"

"Okay." Jian Shuo replied softly in the darkness.

"I am who you want me to be."

Like a cat, she gently rubbed against the palm of her master: "Don't be angry, okay?"

"Meow."

******

On Thursday morning, after Ruan Mohan arrived at his office, his cell phone rang.

A string of unfamiliar numbers.

Ruan Mohan thought it was a sales call, but in order not to miss the customer's call, she answered it anyway: "Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the phone rang along with a long-lost address: "Xiao Xia?"

"Hello? Is it Xiaoxia?"

Ruan Mohan's heart skipped a beat.

She hung up the phone directly and added the calling number to the blacklist.

At this time, Assistant Yang knocked on the door and came in: "Director Ruan, your black coffee."

Taking a look, she always felt that Ruan Mohan's face was strangely pale.

"Director Ruan?" Assistant Yang asked one more question: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Ruan Mohan shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

Assistant Yang: "That's good, I thought you were sick."

She went out and helped Ruan Mohan lead him to the door.

The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang again.

Ruan Mohan's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at the screen, only to realize that it was Wang Nuo.

She breathed a sigh of relief and picked it up: "Hello."

"Mo Han, a new investor has found Xiaoyan and hopes to cooperate with us, but we need to invite the children to help their brand shoot public service advertisements."

"I'm not sure whether I should accept it, because I'm afraid it will affect the children's psychology. They have passed the script to me, and I want to discuss it with you."

"Mohan?"

Ruan Mohan: "Yes, I heard it."

Wang Nuo: "I'm afraid you'll be busy with work later, so I want to call you as soon as possible. Do you have time to come over this weekend?"

"can."

Wang Nuo remained silent and did not hang up the phone.

Ruan Mohan asked her: "Is there anything else?"

Wang Nuo: "Mo Han, you...did something happen to you this morning?"

Ruan Mohan didn't speak.

"No," she said finally.

"Really do not have?"

"Correct."

"That's good." Wang Nuo told her: "If there is anything, you must tell me."

"it is good."

"Then, bye."

Wang Nuo hung up the phone.

Ruan Mohan turned on his laptop, faced the screen, and typed a few words.

Delete all again.

She tries to tackle work, but finds she doesn't even know what she's writing.

Oh, by the way, it's because I haven't had black coffee yet.

She picked up the black coffee, walked to the French window next to the road, and opened the blinds, revealing the street view of the busy road.

She took a sip of black coffee and looked at the bustling road.

Since she was a child, she has been used to it. She said she was fine, not angry, and didn't care, and everyone really thought she was like this.

Out of respect for her boss, Assistant Yang stopped asking when she said she was fine.

Out of etiquette among friends, Wang Nuo didn't ask her any more when she said she was fine.

And the person who just called, her aunt.

Called Ruan Mohan's long-lost former name - Ruan Xia.

She needed Ruan Mohan to say again and again that she was fine, not angry, and didn't care.

When she asked the young Ruan Mohan to move the rice, Ruan Mohan fell and rolled down the stairs.

When the cousin snatched Ruan Mohan's test paper and shredded it with a smile.

When her younger sister needed a hearing aid, she swallowed all the money Ruan Mohan's mother had, saying that it was not enough for living expenses.

Ruan Mohan was drinking black coffee, watching a car rushing into the queue, and was stopped by the traffic police.

She thought of last night.

Only Jian Shuo is different.

No matter what she said she was not angry, not angry, just not angry, Jian Shuo just kept asking, kept asking, and kept relying on her.

Reckless, not abiding by the rules, forcing her to tell the truth.

Ruan Mohan realized that he had only breathed a sigh of relief until then.

The pot of moss on the balcony was the only thing Ruan Mohan bought on his own initiative besides the photo frames of his sister and daughter.

Because she always felt like moss.

Growing up in a dark corner, damp and indifferent, I just want to blend myself into the surrounding environment as much as possible, and hide it unobtrusively.

No flowering, no fruit, no sunlight.

Only Jian Shuo.

Like a flirtatious dahlia, not to mention that she wanted to bloom in the sun, she broke into Ruan Mohan's dark corner unruly.

Ruan Mohan put down his coffee cup and walked out of his office.

She knocked on the door of Jiang Karen's office.

Jiang Karen's elegant voice sounded: "Come in."

******

Jiang Kailun was working on the computer, when he heard Ruan Mohan come in, he smiled and looked up: "Director Ruan."

"It's not time for the daily meeting yet, what's the matter?"

Ruan Mohan asked straight to the point: "Is that you?"

Jiang Kailun looked at her with a smile, as if he knew what Ruan Mohan was asking.

"Is it you who asked my aunt to call me?"

"Yes." Jiang Karen admitted frankly.

"Why?" Ruan Mohan asked indifferently, pinching the fingertips with his fingernails in the hand hidden behind the black narrow skirt.

An action she saw Jian Shuo do.

Jiang Karen answered her: "Because you can only truly have no feelings if you face all the feelings in the past and the present."

"I'll use Zhong Yunli to let you understand your love for Jian Shuo."

"Now, I should also use your aunt to let you understand your hatred for the past."

"Didn't you always respect my wishes?" Ruan Mohan asked, "Why are you so impatient to start reforming me now?"

"Unless I haven't promised you at all."

"I'm not for me, but for you." Jiang Kailun smiled: "If you don't make a decision, it will be too late to protect Jian Shuo."

"You already know Yang Haining is sick, don't you?"

******

At six o'clock in the evening, Ruan Mohan came home from get off work.

The way to help a scumbag understand a question is to ask her to do that question once, twice or three times.

The way to help a kitchen scum to make a dish well is to ask her to cook that dish once, twice or three times.

Ruan Mohan was well aware of this, so he bought green peppers and lean meat tonight, in exchange for Jian Shuo's sneer.

Jian Shuo walked into the kitchen carrying the dishes, and soon there was a "ding dong".

Jian Shuo's aggrieved voice sounded: "Master..."

Ruan Qingyin curled her lips: "Mom, the servant you hired is so stupid, it seems that the bowl was broken."

Ruan Mohan said indifferently, "But she's free."

She stood up and walked to the kitchen, ready to take a look and go back to work if there was nothing serious.

Unexpectedly, Jian Shuo grabbed her slender wrist and dragged her into the kitchen.

The kitchen door closed behind her.

Jian Shuo pushed her against the wall in such an ambiguous posture to prevent Ruan Mohan from escaping: "What happened to you today?"

"fine."

"It's coming again." Jian Shuo smiled coquettishly: "Do you think I will believe it?"

She made a vicious grimace at Ruan Mohan, showing her sharp teeth: "If you don't tell me, I'll keep pestering you, to see if you're annoying."

Ruan Mohan was about to say something when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Ruan Mohan felt his temple twitch.

"Why would someone come to your house?" Jian Shuo asked, "Glass girl?"

Ruan Mohan shook his head, pulled Jian Shuo out of the kitchen, and called Ruan Qingyin in the living room: "Come here, Yinyin."

The doorbell outside the door kept ringing.

Ruan Mo had a cold face, and opened the door, revealing the face of an old woman: "Xiao Xia? We have found you."

Ruan Mohan pushed Jian Shuo and Ruan Qingyin out of the door: "You take Yinyin downstairs to play for a while."

Then he said coldly to the old woman, "Come in."

The door was closed with a bang, leaving Jian Shuo and Ruan Qingyin outside the door, looking at each other.

Jian Shuo asked Ruan Qingyin: "Who is it?"

Ruan Qingyin shook her head: "I don't know."

******

Jian Shuo thought for a while, took out her phone, searched for an old movie and handed it to Ruan Qingyin, asking her to watch it in a ventilated place in the corridor.

He squatted in front of Ruan Mohan's house, like a vigilant cat.

In fact, not long after, the door of Ruan Mohan's house opened.

Jian Shuo stood up all of a sudden.

Ruan Mohan's eyes were calm, except for a water stain on his chest, the old woman's eyes were filled with tears, but her face was triumphant.

Jian Shuo didn't know what happened in the room, she just stared at the water stain on Ruan Mohan's chest: "Did she splash you?"

She thought Ruan Mohan would deny it, but she didn't expect Ruan Mohan to nod: "Yes."

Jian Shuo smiled coquettishly, and said to the old woman, "You have done a good deed, just wait, I have to repay you."

The old woman didn't know why, but her eyes began to glow when she heard the word "repay".

Jian Shuo chanted weird ballads: "The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit looks, the third rabbit buys medicine, the fourth rabbit boils... (Note 1)" Floating into the kitchen in a good mood.

The old woman asked Ruan Mohan: "Who is she?"

Ruan Mohan remained silent.

Jian Shuo soon floated out of the kitchen again, holding a full glass of water in each of his left and right hands, and before the old woman could react, she splashed it on the old woman's chest with two "swish".

The old woman yelled "Wow", "Are you crazy?!"

Jian Shuo smiled bewitchingly: "You just noticed it? Then your eyes are not very good."

Only then did the old woman take advantage of the dim light in the corridor to carefully look at Jian Shuo's face, and when she saw it, her spine shivered: "You..."

The girl in front of her couldn't tell her age, she only felt that her face was very seductive, her black pupils were like ink, and even a small black mole at the end of her slender eyes was glowing with a strange light.

His eyes were cold, empty, and cruel, but there was a weird smile on his lips.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on the old woman's forehead: "Who the hell are you?"

******

Jian Shuo seemed to hear a question she was expecting, and smiled more and more cunningly.

As she moved closer to the old woman's ear, a bewitching scent of dahlias diffused: "I'm a Gu raised by her, just like her all my life."

This is too nonsense, where in the world are there really ghosts and ghosts.The old woman has lived such an old age, and her heart has long been roughened by firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Immediately "humph": "What are you talking about..."

The girl said nothing, just looked at her and smiled.

She couldn't go on.

Maybe it's the dim lights in the corridor, maybe it's the sudden gust of wind blowing from the open platform, maybe it's the bewitching scent of dahlias on the girl's body, maybe it's the girl's dark pupils.

An outrageous statement said by the girl seemed to be true at this moment. She knew in her mind that she shouldn't believe it, but she had no confidence in refuting it.

"I'm sick." She cursed.

Jian Shuo smiled and said, "I'm really sick."

The old woman looked at the water stains on her chest, then at Jian Shuo who was smiling alluringly, and decided to take this dark loss, but turned around and said to Ruan Mohan, "I'll get it when you're ready."

"After you repay your kindness, you can be clean."

She walked in the direction of the elevator, but ran into Ruan Qingyin who was staring at the screen of her mobile phone. There was a shrill scream from the mobile phone, followed by a female voice about her age, crying in horror.

The old woman was startled, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead, she cursed in a low voice: "I really hit a ghost..."

She slammed the down button of the elevator, but the scene tonight was too weird. Looking out from the platform, it was cloudy and there was no moonlight. The elevator seemed to be against her.

She cursed, and as if she didn't dare to wait any longer, she got into the fire escape stairs and ran downstairs directly.

******

Jian Shuo called Ruan Qingyin: "Go home, go home."

Ruan Qingyin reluctantly returned the phone to Jian Shuo, and asked Ruan Mohan, "Who is that?"

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "Don't worry about the children."

Ruan Qingyin said "oh", "I'm hungry."

Ruan Mohan took out his mobile phone: "Order takeaway."

Jian Shuo asked, "What about the shredded pork with green peppers?"

"Freeze it and make it tomorrow, you cook too slowly."

Ruan Mohan's judgment was accurate, the takeaway was indeed delivered quickly.

The three ate quietly.

Jian Shuo glanced at Ruan Mohan who was sitting next to her, his face was as usual, eating cleanly.

Finally she called Jian Shuo: "Take away the dining table."

Sit down at your desk and go to work.

After the two of them took a bath one by one, Jian Shuo opened the balcony door, and the fir scent from Ruan Mohan's body mixed with the smell of tobacco floated over again.

Jian Shuo asked the question that Ruan Qingyin asked: "Who is that?"

Before Ruan Mohan opened her mouth, she declared: "I'm 26. If necessary, I can show you my ID card. Don't prevaricate me by saying don't worry about children."

"Who is that? Who is that? Who is that?"

"You don't have to keep repeating." Ruan Mohan turned around, raised his hand holding the cigarette, and Wuming pointed to his ear: "It's very useful here."

Jian Shuo scoffed: "Then will you say it obediently?"

"Yes." Ruan Mohan said calmly, "That's my aunt Ruan Tianrong, she called me Xiaoxia, because Ruan Xia was my former name."

She glanced at Jian Shuo: "That's why you can't find any information about me before I was 14."

"When I was 14 years old, I changed my name. The name Ruan Mohan was chosen by myself."

From then on, there is only cold winter left in life, and there is no midsummer anymore.

Jian Shuo was taken aback: "I didn't expect you to be willing to tell me."

Ruan Mohan took a puff of cigarette: "I didn't expect that either."

She turned back and faced the night outside the balcony. A moderate gust of wind blew her soft long hair that had just been washed, and also blew away half of the dark clouds in the sky, revealing half of the moon.

It's not too bright, but there is always a faint light.

Jian Shuo walked to Ruan Mohan, leaned over the railing: "Listen, there are insects calling."

Ruan Mohan gave a faint "hmm".

Jian Shuo stretched out half of her body from the railing, as if she was listening to the chirping of insects in the flower bed downstairs, her long black hair fluttered with the night wind, Ruan Mohan couldn't see her face, and she couldn't see Ruan Mohan's face either.

She maintains such a peculiar shape, and she is not afraid of falling down.

"What did Ruan Tianrong come to see you for?" she asked.

Then something too strange happened.

She seemed to hear Ruan Mohan, and gave a soft "heh".

She straightened up all of a sudden, the movement was so fast that the blood rushing to her brain instantly flowed back, causing the world to spin.

Jian Shuo shook her body: "Ruan Mohan, did you just laugh?"

"No, I just said an onomatopoeia." Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand to hold her to prevent her from falling.

"...Okay, then why did you suddenly say this onomatopoeia?"

Ruan Mohan pursed her lips: "I never thought you would suddenly call her name."

"Ruan Tianrong."

She let go of Jian Shuo, imitating Jian Shuo's tone just now, and said twice: "Ruan Tianrong, Ruan Tianrong."

Softly, as if talking to himself: "So it's nothing more than that."

"What?" Jian Shuo was a little confused: "What's wrong with calling her name?"

Ruan Mohan took a puff of cigarette: "She is like a nightmare in my childhood so long that I have forgotten it."

"She's also just an ordinary woman with an ordinary name."

"Ruan Tianrong."

Jian Shuo let out a "ha".

She imitated the accents of various grotesque characters in the movie: "Ruan Tianrong, Ruan Tianrong, Ruan Tianrong."

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Enough."

"What did Ruan Tianrong come to see you for?"

"Ask for money."

"Why? You owe her money?"

Ruan Mohan took a puff of cigarette: "She thinks I owe her money."

Jian Shuo is very smart: "You lived with her since childhood?"

"My father was from a good family, but he was an alcoholic. Later, he found a woman in a bar, abandoned my mother, and went to the United States with that woman to start a business."

"My mother persisted on her own for a few years, but..." Ruan Mohan took another puff of cigarette, his tone was still as light as smoke: "Probably to prove or counterattack, after meeting a man who opened a restaurant in the United States, he left my father behind." All the money you gave her, go."

"Then, as if they were trying to compete with each other, they lived their own lives, never wanting to look back at the past, and never caring about me and my sister."

Jian Shuo asked: "Then what about them now?"

"I don't know." Ruan Mohan said flatly, "I've already thought they didn't exist."

Perhaps her parents are the truly emotionless people who even abandoned their own flesh and blood for the sake of emotional grievances back then.

Leaving a large sum of money and entrusting them to their aunt is nothing more than wanting to feel less guilty.

As for now, they already have a new family, a new child, and the past family and past events are like ghosts chasing after their souls, the farther they can be thrown away, the better.

Jian Shuo asked again: "How much money did your mother leave back then? Is it enough to settle Ruan Tianrong's living expenses?"

Ruan Mohan said: "To raise a child, you don't want to spend money, and you don't want to spend money."

"In addition, I moved out of my aunt's house when I was 14. My mother left a lot of money back then, and she had a lot to spare."

Jian Shuo rolled her eyes: "Then Ruan Tianrong Jian came to ask you for money."

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "People's hearts are always greedy."

This sentence is true.

Some people are greedy for money, some people are greedy for love.

And Jian Shuo, who stays at Ruan Mohan's house every day, greedy for some unspeakable things?

What about Ruan Mohan?She looks so indifferent, is she greedy for anything?

At least, she didn't drive Jian Shuo out.

Now, leaning towards Jian Shuo: "My business is over, now it's time for you to talk..."

She bit Jian Shuo's lower lip, with a faint smell of tobacco: "You are my Gu, what do you mean?"

"Scare Ruan Tianrong." Jian Shuo made a vicious look on purpose, like a ghost or a beast: "Oh!"

"Scaring her?" Ruan Mohan bit Jian Shuo's lip and did not let go.

When Jian Shuo grimaced, her face wrinkled, and when Ruan Mohan blinked, her long and soft eyelashes swept across her face.

Maybe it's because the evening wind in summer night is too quiet, which sharpens all the senses of the body.

Jian Shuo felt that Ruan Mohan's eyelashes brushed her face, itching; the evening wind brushed her ankles, itching.

There is also Ruan Mohan's ups and downs, clinging to her through thin layers of pajamas, it is very itchy.

Jian Shuo reached out and grabbed Ruan Mohan's slender waist: "By the way, I will scare you."

She also bit Ruan Mohan's lips: "Being with you forever, are you afraid?"

Ruan Mohan's eyes were indifferent, and he paraphrased what Jian Shuo said: "What have I been afraid of?"

"Heh." Jian Shuo chuckled flirtatiously: "You don't really like me, do you?"

The strange tone and lazy tone concealed the heart that was beating like thunder when he said these words.

Maybe all the jokes in the world have sincere temptations.

"How is it possible." Ruan Mohan said indifferently, "It's just using you."

"Use you to help me splash her with water."

Her hand that didn't hold the cigarette wrapped around Jian Shuo's waist.

Jian Shuo felt lost for a moment, but that loss was soon comforted by the warmth and strength of Ruan Mohan's hands.

Jian Shuo let out a "ha": "Then how do you think I will use you?"

She tilted her head, like a cat, with sharp teeth and claws, biting the small mole on Ruan Mohan's earlobe, and rubbing Ruan Mohan's other earlobe with the other hand.

She listened to Ruan Mohan's breathing, which seemed to stop for a moment.

detective.

"Aiya." She smiled coquettishly and triumphantly: "Are you being backlashed by the Gu you raised?"

She raised her finger, and it was crystal clear under the moonlight.

"Do you want to?" She asked Ruan Mohan with a charming smile.

Ruan Mohan took a fixed look.

Jian Shuo was stunned for a moment.

If Ruan Mohan really said she wanted it, how should she continue?All her knowledge comes from theory, and at this time, she is quickly moving through the movie images she has seen.

But Ruan Mohan only said: "What about you? Do you want to?"

Her hand holding the cigarette was hanging down, and the other hand was raised, as if she was playing the piano keys with the softest gesture.

Touch Jian Shuo's eyebrows, nose tip, lip peak, collarbone.

Go ahead and click on it.

Jian Shuo couldn't recall the movie images in his mind anymore, it turned blank, and he could only stare at the moon in the sky, which revealed more white from behind the clouds blown away by the wind.

"Aiya." Ruan Mohan imitated Jian Shuo's tone, raised his finger, and took a leisurely drag on his cigarette.

"You!" Jian Shuo was deeply stimulated and rushed forward.

The overlapping lips and teeth of the two are like the sharp teeth of wild beasts attacking each other.

Holding hands is also a kind of mutual attack, until Ruan Mohan finally lost the cigarette in his hand.

"Do you want to?"

"Do not want to."

"Hmph, I don't want to either."

Finally the two let go of each other.

Even the rhythm of panting is controlled, and no truth will be revealed to the other party.

Ruan Mohan picked up the cigarette butt he had just dropped on the ground, extinguished it, and lit another one for himself.

"Go to sleep." She called Jian Shuo, "I'll go to sleep after smoking."

With an "oh", Jian Shuo turned and went back to the living room.

She turned off the light in the living room, and Ruan Mohan also turned off the light on the balcony.

The whole world was plunged into darkness, but she could see Ruan Mohan's back standing there, vaguely.

Until Ruan Mohan finished smoking, he gently opened the balcony door.

Jian Shuo immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep until Ruan Mohan passed by her.

A hand gently landed on Jian Shuo's forehead, and pressed it.

Pause for a second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Then Ruan Mohan left, with a faint scent of fir and tobacco.

Jian Shuo thought for a while, got up with the quilt in his arms, and slipped to the door of Ruan Mohan's room.