After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter 47

Finally, Nguyen Nightshang replied first: "My confirmation, Mr. Ding. But I met him earlier, a long time ago, and I didn't think he remembered me now. ”

Earlier, Ding Mu listened to Dingru call Nguyen Nightingale Miss Nguyen. This is a very polite name. The content of the conversation is also biased towards customer service. It has been presumably deduced that Dingru and Nguyen Nightingale are not very familiar friends. Now that she listens to Nguyen Nightingale, she is even clearer.

“Earlier, when exactly?” "I didn't even know you knew Uncle Ding," asked Mo. ”

“Why are you so curious about me?” Nguyen grinned her lips.

“I'm curious about you.” Yet Mo answered very directly.

Her eyes were more direct, almost as if deep into the eyes of Nguyen Nightingale, who could hardly hold her blank eyes. She was proud of herself, couldn't rub a few people in her eyes, looked at everything as if it was one layer apart, now she could see it with such an uncovered look, enough to see the flavor inside her. Nguyen Nightingale doesn't know what to do. Every time she comes to this kind of look at Ink, she feels unbearable - like her whole body is peeled off by Ink, exposed to Ink's eyes, her heart is pounding, some thoughts are beyond her control.

Even she had some greedy hopes that if Mo only looked at her that way, it would be good.

“I actually met Mr. Ding in college.” Perhaps recalling the old days of shallots, Nguyen Nightshade was somewhat exclaimed. She looked at Xinmo and said: “At that time, Mr. Ding often came to see you at school, I have seen you many times. Later, I heard some classmates often talk about you. For a long time, I knew that Uncle Ding was your father's business partner, and also a person your father trusted very much. Your father never came to school, he came to see you on his behalf. Don't say Uncle Ding, even your bodyguards are concerned. Although they don't know their names, they remember their faces. ”

In retrospect, Nguyen Nightshang couldn't help laughing: “Then everyone made up a number for all your bodyguards. Which number are you attending today, and which number are you following tomorrow, everyone can see at a glance. ”

"Now the gossip is flying," said Momo helplessly. “Anyone who wants to go to college in the past can gossip. I haven't said anything yet, so you can get a clear picture of the people around me. ”

Nguyen Nightshang said: "You were a wind and cloud figure in the school, countless eyes are staring at you, you don't know who it is, you don't care about these, so it's not surprising that you don't know the situation. ”

“In there, you?” Mo looked again and leaned forward slightly.

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

“… yes.” Nguyen's voice is lower.

Once upon a time, she watched Mo every day. Where Mo can see or can't see.

Every time she looks at it, she feels happy, like following the sun to the sunflower forever, this following, is warm, she feels happy in this sun-like warmth. But she also realized that Xiao Mo wouldn't notice her gaze, and after the warmth, it was Shawther again.

Memories are mild knives.

On the one hand, she was awakened again by the unspeakable greenery and the warm heartbeat when she followed the sun, and on the other hand, she was given a second taste of the sorrow that she knew was not available.

Ming Mo has always been careful, he noticed the change in the look of Nguyen Nightingale, and there is something different in his mind. She did not know what Nguyen Nightshank was thinking, but only knew that she had taken two steps forward, and then when she returned to God, her hand touched Nguyen Nightshank's hair.

Nguyen Nightshang was probably surprised by her gentle action. She looked at her with a blind eye: “..."

Mo: “...”

... what am I doing?

Am I sick?

While Mo regretted his heart, he showed a first-rate act. If nothing happened, he gently rectified Nguyen's hair a few times: “Hair is a little messy, you represent me now, always pay attention to the image, you know? The paparazzi caught me later. What should we do? ”

“Didn't you say there were no paparazzi here at the stable? ”

Mo was in a bit of a hurry: “Just get out of the stable! ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

Nguyen Nightingale didn't know what kind of rush she was suddenly in, but she knew that she was in a hurry, and she didn't think too much about this strange behavior. Instead, she was busy explaining what she had said before: “I told you, I said yes, not because of my gossip at the time, don't get me wrong. ”

“Why is that? ”

“Because many of your grades were number one at the time, I wanted to catch up with you. Of course, I had to keep an eye on you a lot. Over time, I naturally noticed Mr. Ding. ”

Momo thought it was funny, and his face was covered with a gorgeous look: “So many door grades, don't you have many door grades first? ”

"'But I've got a lot of doors too,' said Nguyen Nightingale. 'You took them. ”

“What's the number one homework? ”

“It seems difficult, but I still want to try and fight, and if I do not get first, at least I will progress. Normally, if you don't want to be at the top of your mind, it's hard to get to the top, but you got it, so I know you're like me in some places, and you want to be the best, right? ”

Mo remembered something and silenced for a moment.

It has to be said that sometimes she admires Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguyen Nguye

Because Nguyen Nightingale's goals are clear, she always knows what she wants, and she will pay for it. When Nguyen Nightshade scored so well, and then relied on a movie with red, bright stars and constant resources, there was no reason for all this. If it hadn't been for her gradual dislocation in the circle and the power of Nguyen Nightingale, she would have achieved extraordinary things.

“What if you all got first?” Mo Dao.

“You'll notice me.” Nguyen Nightshade suddenly blinked.

Mo: “...”

“You think if I took first, it would mean I robbed a lot of your first, you'd be pissed off, wouldn't you notice me? ”

Mommy frowned: “What did you make me notice? ”

“Don't do anything, just want to piss you off.” Nguyen Nightingale sat down at the table and looked up at her with a smile.

Mo: “...”

... childish.

“If you took my first, I wouldn't be mad.” Shimmer took it seriously.

“I know, I'm teasing you.” Nguyen Nightshade covered her lips with a smile: “You explain so seriously what you're doing. ”

“I'm really not gonna get mad. But I would...” Summer said that, when she saw Nguyen Nightshade, she suddenly stopped talking.

“Will what?” Nguyen Nightingale said.

“Nothing.”

“You man, speak half.” Although Nguyen Nightshang said so strangely, she did not force her to continue to say it. After all, she knew Xin Mo. When Xin Mo wanted to say it, she would naturally say, if she did not want to say it, she did not have to ask. She turned around and said, "Didn't I tell you that Mr. Ding has talked so much about you? ”

Nor did Mo think that when he talked about college, the topic fell apart as far away as possible, and he had to be silent.

Nguyen Nightshade looked at her divine color and automatically turned the subject back: “Anyway, in college, I already knew Mr. Ding because of your relationship. And then in sophomore year, I met him once at school, and you weren't there, and I happened to do him a little favor. Shortly afterwards, a well-known beverage company contacted me and said that they wanted me to do an ad for them. What that company meant was to watch my dance show, and I thought I was a good fit for this ad, so I believed it. That was the first commercial advertisement I ever received, and I was really happy. Later I found out that the top of the beverage company and Mr. Ding knew each other, and Mr. Ding recommended me to give me this opportunity. ”

"'Uncle Ding is like this,' said Mo nodded. 'He must repay, even if it's a small thing. ”

“Mr. Ding is indeed a good man, and I respect him very much. ”

“But I see Uncle Ding's reaction, your meeting should be more than that, right? ”

“Yes, then I went to thank Mr. Ding for this, and I was familiar with it. Later, I graduated. After tapping the pedal, my performing arts career developed. I had the privilege of working with Mr. Ding's company once. ”

"No wonder Uncle Ding's jewellery brand was looking for your endorsement. I always thought that people in the company were watching you, so they signed your endorsement. Uncle Ding knew you already. ”

“Were you still watching my endorsement?” Nguyen's eyes gleamed.

"“ I happened to turn on the TV and see it, "said Momo. ”

Nguyen Nightshade thought of something, his face seemed a little complicated, said: “After that, I commissioned Mr. Ding to do one thing for me, just a little insertion, didn't succeed, and then I faded out of the circle, which was the last time I saw him. He hasn't changed much in years. ”

"You mean Uncle Ding promised to do one thing for you and he didn't do it right? ”

Nguyen Nightshang quickly said: “You can't say it's not done right. I would have asked him for help, but what is there to define? I would have appreciated it if he had agreed by then, but it was all... my own problem, I was useless. ”

Speaking of which, she looked at the ink, and there was a sense of helplessness in her eyes.

“Why are you so serious? Well, know you respect Uncle Ding.” Mo Mo was a little overwhelmed by her glance. Don't look at the usual peach blossom in the eyes of Nguyen Nightshang, smile. Once she drips her eyelids, even if she shows a slightly sad posture at will, people can't help but want to hold onto the tip of their hearts to fool her. If it really hurts, people really don't know how it hurts.

It's evil.

“But that's what Uncle Ding did.” Xin Mo shrugged again: “If he was entrusted but didn't do well, he felt guilty and would always think about it. No wonder he remembers you now. By the way, what did you ask him to do for you? ”

Nguyen Nightshang kept looking at her, silent.

“Did you touch anything * *?” Mo noticed that he might be a little rushed.

Nguyen Nightshade just smiled: “Kind of. I don't want to tell you for now. ”

“If you don't tell me, I won't ask.” Momo glanced at her: “But I found your secrets quite a bit. ”

“You have a lot of secrets, too. ”

Mo Mo blurred slightly.

"If only one day we could share these secrets with each other," said Nguyen Nightshang. ”

Mo Mo frowned and said, “Speaking of sharing, you told me so much about you and Uncle Ding. Later, when I met him, I handled it. In return, I'll talk to you about my dad, and when you get home, at least there's something in your heart. ”

The conversation began to distract attention, and Nguyen Nightingale seemed to feel really nervous and stood up.

Mo saw this rare little look, her eyes squinted slightly, whispering: “I haven't told you yet, are you scared? ”

“I...” Nguyen Nightshade said a little: “I am... I am really nervous. ”

“Nervous about what? My dad's not as scary as you think.” Mo clamped her, her lips slightly clamped.

“Aren't you afraid of your father, too?” Nguyen Nightshade questioned.

Mo: “...”

Momo hesitated for a moment and said, “I admit I was afraid of my father, and that's because he demanded so much from me as a child. He wanted me to be the best person in his eyes, and it was with that expectation that if I didn't do well, he would be very harsh, and when I saw him get harsh as a kid, I was afraid, after all these years, that he was afraid of becoming a habit, and now it's hard to get out of this psychological shadow. I admit it's an embarrassment to me. ”

She paused: "You can rest assured that this is actually my own problem and does not mean that my father is a difficult person to get along with. ”

Nguyen Nightshang asked: "Then I'll go back this time. I'll see your father. What should I call him? ”

Mo: “...”

What kind of question is that?

“... of course it's Daddy.” Mo felt his forehead twitch.

“Isn't that the right name for the moment?” Nguyen Nightingale is still quiet.

"You're playing his daughter, not Dad. What do you want to call her? ”

And why are you blushing all of a sudden?

“That's right.” Nguyen Nightshade is like waking up in a dream: “I am you now, instead of you go home to meet your father, you see I am too nervous, I am afraid to inadvertently call my name wrong, that would be awkward. ”

Mo stared at her and said, "Didn't you play me well? Why are you going back to see my dad this time? Is something wrong with you? ”

“How dare I see your father this time? He knows you so well. ”

When Mo listened, he felt that Nguyen's fears were unreasonable. It used to be the company or the crew, the fans and the media, they couldn't be any better than her own father.

Whatever the strict requirements, her father has been with her since she was a child. She is the closest person in the world today. Plus, her father is not a fool. Although Nguyen Nightshang acted naturally and cheated on others easily, it is not necessarily going to go smoothly if she wants to be blindfolded under her father's eyes.

Nguyen Nightshade watched the change in color of the Mo Dynasty. His voice was much softer. He said, "Why don't you come back with me? ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightshake's hidden mind finally came out and hung it around the corner of his eyebrow: “It should be much easier to deal with each other with your company, don't you think? If there's anything I don't know, you can mention me in time. I think it's perfectly possible for you to be a guest in the name of a friend. ”

Xi Mo understood that her earlier issue of Ai, a series of nervous performances, was a good play.

The real purpose is this.

However, Mo was also a little uncomfortable. She also moved her mind to go back with her. She just didn't know how to say it. Now seeing Nguyen Nightshang so painstakingly curved, she also went along the path of Nguyen Nightshade, pretending to think for a long time before spewing out two words: “Yes. ”

“Then let's hurry up and prepare the gift.” Nguyen Nightingale said, “Tell me more about your father on the way. ”

“What gift?” Mommy frowned.

“Of course it's a gift.” Nguyen Nightshang refers to her: “You represent me to your father as a guest. You can't go there empty-handed. How rude. You have to keep an eye on my image. ”

"" I wouldn't mind, "Mo stroked softly.“ Don't worry about my image. ’I'm familiar with that. Who said that? When? ”She stared at Nguyen Nightingale for a while. Nguyen Nightingale was staring at her back, and she slowly relaxed:“ I remember, as you said, just a short time ago, how could I forget, don't you think? ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

“Not this time.” Nguyen Nightshade lowered: “Anyway, this time back, you just have to look at my image and make a good impression on me. ”

“What's the difference?” Mo Mo feels like she's a little anxious, or the kind of real anxiety, which is fundamentally different from her previous fascinating pseudo-pseudos. This feeling is too fresh and I don't know what to do, I just want to go around with her.

Nguyen Nightshade was slippery, but to the left and right, he said: “Your family is huge, you have everything good, I'm sure I'll give you more expensive gifts and your father won't be able to see. Does your father have any special preferences? ”

Mo sat down and didn't talk.

“You tell me.” Nguyen softly urged her.

Still silent.

Nguyen Nightshang walked up to her and reached out and pulled her sleeve. The water waved in her eyes, and she was going to drown herself at a glance: “Tell me. ”

"Don't pull my clothes, they'll tear. ”

Nguyen Nightshade stopped pulling, fingers on the clothes on the sleeves of the ink coat, and rubbed: “Go ahead. ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightingale was not going to give up. She was about to consume the ink. She finally said: “My father is very busy. When he rarely leaves, he only likes to raise flowers. There is a large garden in his estate, not to mention a lot of rare flower treasures. Normally, he can't even see the flower market, and you don't have to worry about it. ”

Nguyen Nightshang thought about it and smiled. “I get it. You give me your phone. ”

She didn't know what she was going to do, but she was promised to give her the phone. Although the phone was newly changed, the address book in it was originally re-added by Nguyen Nightshang, because for convenience, the address book and other necessary information were added before being used by Nguyen Mok. Nguyen Nightshang texted someone with her phone and responded quickly. She finally handed it back and said, "Let's go. ”

Mo took her cell phone back. She saw that the text message was still there and had not been deleted. She also understood that Nguyen Nightshang knew her curiosity and kept it for her to see. She saw that Nguyen Nightingale was texting a person called metaphor in the address book, a large list of names in the address book, she didn't know all of them, for so many days, those names were just a quiet symbol for her, and she didn't want to have anything to do with the people behind the name. Now that Nguyen Nightingale was used, she felt that the symbols seemed to be living.

This is the world of Nguyen Nightshang.

Only in the hands of Nguyen Nightingale is he alive.

Nguyen Nightshang's text message was: “Whisper, can you tell Uncle Yuan about the variety you talked to me last time? Give me a little bit of uniformity. I want to send someone a gift, thank you. ”

And the metaphorical reply was, "No problem. I'll send it to you. ”

“Well, then we'll meet in the parking lot near the coffee shop, and I'll go get it. ”

“Finished?” Nguyen Nightingale stands up with Mo in his arms: “Let's get out of here when we're done. When you get there, I'll give you the stuff. You can take it for me. I'll leave the car at the stable for now. You can drive me. I'll talk about it in the car. ”

Mo had to put away the confusion first, go to the garage to pick up the car, Nguyen Nightshang sat in the passenger seat, and the two of them left the stable.

“Your metaphorical friend doesn't have flowers at home, does he?” Mo drove while driving, walking the road.

“Sort of. His father worked at an institute that mainly studied the plant sector, which included cherishing flower cultivars and meeting my family for many years. He will send me some flowers later, like Uncle Uncle Cultivate himself, used to whisper to show me pictures of flowers, very pretty, this kind of flowers can not be bought outside. ”

"'You have quite a wide circle,' said Momo. 'The people at the institute know each other. ”

"" My parents are scientific researchers, "said Nguyen Nightshang." It would be strange if they didn't know the institute. ”

Min Mo listened to her rarely mention her parents, but Nguyen Nightshade quickly stopped talking, took out a pair of sunglasses from the bag, put on a mask, vaguely said: “Out of the stable, there may be paparazzi, you can show up for me later, you can get something, you don't have to say much to whisper. ”

Coming to the promised coffee shop, the place was remote and quiet, there were not many cars parked in the parking lot, Kunmo found a place to park, texted each other, waited a while, someone came knocking on the window glass.

Mo dropped down the window and stood outside the window a young man in a baseball cap, in his twenties, bent over and his eyes squinted: “Sister Xiang! It's been a while, all right? ”

“It's good.” Nguyen Nightingale explained some of the self-explanatory circumstances in the car, knowing the bottom line, Mo also responded: “How is your father's body? ”

“His old man is tough, what new breed is he in, hey, I have to do the hard work.” Speaking to Min Mo, his eyes looked at Nguyen Nightingale in the passenger seat for a while. Nguyen Nightingale was wearing sunglasses and a mask. He wanted to look more closely and probably thought it might be a little rude. He looked a few times suspiciously and immediately turned away, handing over a portable refrigerator box to Min Mo: “This is what you want. This flower is kept in cold, dry conditions, and you can talk to the other person if you want to give it away. ”

Then he gave some precautions such as storage and seeding. He wrote down the note and suddenly opened his eyes with a metaphor. He took two steps back and shouted: "Ah! ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

Metaphorically noticed his breakdown, his face was red, his body was pulled on the car window, and he whispered: "Sister Xuan, is this next to you... isn't it Ink? ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightshade was so heavily armed, he even recognized him. His eyes were so sharp, and Mo just thought it was really benign not to be a puppy.

Nguyen Nightshade had to take off his sunglasses and mask and smile softly: “It's me. ”

I cried so fast that I was nervous for half a day and didn't pull anything out. I had to pull a napkin out of my napkin bag: “Hello, I... I'm a fan of yours, please... please sign it. ”

Nguyen took a pen out of his bag and signed it on the napkin, screaming in his heart. The goddess signed it for me, carefully hiding the napkin.

Seeing the metaphor and wanting to shake hands a little, Mo coughed and said through the window: "We have an emergency, we should go back first. Don't tell me about today. I'll buy you dinner sometime. ”

She glanced at Nguyen Nightingale for a few moments and nodded to Mo Lian. “Don't worry, Sister Xiang! I'm not gonna say anything! ”

“Let's go.” In closing, Mo said, the car was started to leave, and you could still see the metaphor standing in place from afar, watching them leave.

“Did you know he was a fan of mine?” Mo's on the road.

Nguyen Nightshang was so hard to hold his laugh before, this time he finally relaxed and said, "No, I really don't know this. When did he become your powder? I've known him for so many years. I haven't seen him and I sign half of it. It's too thick for each other. I'll have to talk to him later. ”

They spoke and drove towards the estate where Momo's father was. On the way, Mo explained the situation at home and Nguyen Nightingale in advance. It is not unusual to see her father. If you are slightly careless, her father may see something unusual, and you must be well prepared.

In the evening, the car entered the manor and parked in the garage. Nguyen Nightshang said: "You let me have the gift and I'll give it to your father. ”

"Didn't you want to make a good impression on my dad to prepare a present? Shouldn't I give it to him for you? ”

Nguyen Nightingale seemed a little sloppy, and only half-way explained: “I'll give it to your father later, and let's not say who prepared it first. If your father likes it, then help me say that you prepared it, and if your father shows that he doesn't care, then I'll take the place of saying that you brought a little something along as a daughter, and you can save me some face. ”

"'Are you going to pit me?" said Mo. ”

“No.” Nguyen Nightingale said innocently: “You are at least his daughter. If it is a gift in your name, he will like it even if he does not like it, and it does not affect anything. I'm different. I'm not his daughter. If I send the wrong gift, the impression will be greatly discounted. ”

“What are you doing with such a high impression in front of my dad? ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

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