At Nanjing South Station, Wang Mo finally found a cold chair and rushed forward without hesitation...

The weather in July was too hot. I ran from the South Station to Confucius Temple and then back from Confucius Temple. After going back and forth, I was already sweating profusely! What’s worse is that I was so excited last night and had insomnia and I haven’t had much rest until now.

There are very few chairs at the station, unlike the waiting hall, where there are usually very few stays, so there is naturally little trouble.

At this time, Wang Mo found the chair, paralyzed on it, and no longer wanted to move!

So tired! But I couldn't wait for him to enjoy it, and the WeChat ringtone rang.

"Wang Mo, I'm in Nanjing!"

Wang Mo was so excited that he raised his chair, and he ran around and asked, "Princess! Which exit will you be at?"

Wang Mo looked around and found that there were too many exits at the South Station and he couldn't take care of it at all!

Soon the girl replied, "I don't know yet, I will follow the abortion and tell you when I get to the stop?"

"OK!"

Wang Mo put down his cell phone and waited, spinning around, guessing where she would appear.

After a long time, WeChat finally rang again, and the girl said in a sweet voice: "Wang Mo, I'm here, it's Xi 13..."

West B 13.

Wang Mo quickly found the sign. At this time, there were already many passengers checking tickets. Looking at the crowds that emerged one by one, Wang Mo was inexplicably nervous and excitedly said to himself in his heart: She is about to appear, as if she is dreamy and illusory! Wang Mo, are you ready?

Wang Mo rushed over, stretched his neck and looked in...

Finally, a sweet-looking girl in a white T-shirt walked slowly with her suitcase.

At the moment when the eyes were intertwined, Wang Mo was a little stunned. The scene in front of him seemed to have been slowed down. A beautiful girl was as beautiful as an immortal, walking towards him little by little with slow steps...

Is it her? Yes, it’s her! Wang Mo is very sure.

Two years and three months, seven hundred and ninety-one days, finally, I met her.

The girl dragged a fat suitcase and walked out of the station to recognize Wang Mo at first sight. She didn't laugh or say anything. She seemed to be shy and dragged her suitcase over directly, looking straight ahead, not colliding with Wang Mo.

After knowing her for so long, Wang Mo knew for the first time that she would have a cold face. This is what he would never see on the Internet.

But Wang Mo also knew that the girl was just shy and shy, and she didn't know how to show her calmness in front of Wang Mo. Even a smile was difficult to control.

He walked straight to Wang Mo. The girl stared at Wang Mo with her lips pursed and said nothing, but she was sure that this was Wang Mo.

"Are you tired?" Wang Mo said as he went to pick up her suitcase. The girl was not frustrated and handed it over to Wang Mo, turning around and looking at the subway exit not far away.

"Is Line 3 right?" the girl asked, and saw Wang Mo nodding, then she raised her head and walked forward slightly.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Ah? Oh!" Wang Mo helped her look around.

"Forget it, let's go back!" She suddenly changed her mind.

"It doesn't matter, the toilet is there..." Wang Mo pointed ahead and said to her.

Zhao Qian hesitated for a moment, and a trace of hesitation flashed across her cold face.

"Yeah!" She also took off the bag on her shoulder and handed it to Wang Mo. Her movements were stiff but flustered, but her eyes were very lively and vivid, and she stood up with her high body, and her every frown seemed to be full of strong wind.

Looking at Zhao Qian's back, Wang Mo felt lonely, as if a fan swayed in the dog days of autumn and could not feel the whirlpooling airflow at all.

What was her first impression of me? Is there anything she didn't perform well enough?... Forget it, she was just shy and restrained, after all, it was a meeting between two strangers!

Thinking of this, Wang Mojing cheered up and was full of expectations for the next journey.

There are two direction signs at the entrance of the subway, Line 3 and Line 6 are parallel to each other, but pointing differently.

When he walked to the entrance, Zhao Qian hesitated for a moment, looked back at Wang Mo and asked, "Is it... here?"

"Oh, I should go to the opposite..."

Wang Mo was also a little confused. Although the city of Nanjing is very close to him, he rarely comes. In addition, the Nanjing subway network is intertwined, and if you don’t look carefully, it is easy to make mistakes.

Sure enough, Wang Mo's guidance was wrong. The two of them took the elevator and walked around but came back!

But Zhao Qian did not blame him, this is also the difference between meeting and the Internet. If it were on the Internet, Zhao Qian would have scolded him for a long time!

After wasting more than ten minutes of foot trip, the two finally found the right platform to ride. Confucius Temple is not far away, and Wang Mo.com booked a B&B hotel there.

"First go back and put your suitcase, then we will take a taxi to Laomendong."

In front of the platform, Wang Mo suddenly talked about his plan to dispel the dull atmosphere. "A friend of mine in Nanjing recommended a restaurant to make up for lunch first."

Zhao Qian nodded, looked at Wang Mo sideways, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

At this time, the subway came, humming and a voice broadcast above his head rang. Wang Mo pressed the lever of the suitcase, tried to lift it, and prepared.

"You... said you were going to pick me up before you prepared..." Zhao Qian suddenly asked in the carriage.

Wang Mo's hearing was not very good, and the sound of roaring in the car was loud, so he didn't hear clearly what she asked.

"What?...oh, I told you, my mixed listen is bad!" Wang Mo reminded her.

Zhao Qian was already vague and didn't want to ask any more at this time. She guessed that he was just sending his luggage back to the hotel.

"Oh, I just want to ask, how is our place to live? You have seen it, right?" Zhao Qian said with his ears.

In fact, there is no need to be so exaggerated. Wang Mo just listens poorly and sometimes he is not able to distinguish sounds in a noisy environment.

Nodded, Wang Mo smiled at Zhao Qian, took out his cell phone, and sent a picture to her:

"This is the door lock password of the B&B hotel. You can save it as well to prevent me from dropping my phone or accidentally deleting this picture.

Also, the hotel just now called and said that if we encounter a police officer who stopped in, we will say that it is our own house. Although the B&B hotel has complete all aspects of the procedures, it will be very troublesome if we review it according to the process..."

In the carriage, Wang Mo'an kept talking about various precautions. Zhao Qian suddenly realized that she was also listening to the wrong listening. She didn't understand many things very well, but she didn't want to interrupt him to ask questions.

He nodded his head without understanding, and soon the subway arrived at Confucius Temple Station. Zhao Qian raised her head and glanced, grabbed Wang Mo's arm and squeezed out of the crowd.

When he walked out of the platform, a foreign little brother suddenly reached out to them and asked about the direction of the ride. Wang Mo was not too enthusiastic, so he casually pointed to the pointing sign at the subway entrance.

Foreigners don’t quite understand what Wang Mo means, so they asked: So what should l do? (So what should I do?)

As expected, college students are more positive and full of enthusiasm for this society. Zhao Qian walked up to take a look at the catalogue and told him in English with a little stiff tongue how to go.

Although the pronunciation is far-fetched, foreigners who are away from home may have become accustomed to this pronunciation. They flirted their eyebrows and digested it, and thanked happily.

"Are you so enthusiastic in normal times?" Wang Mo suddenly asked with a smile after walking out of the subway station.

Zhao Qian smiled shyly, raised her cheeks and hung her hair on her ears with her fingers. She glanced at Wang Mo in front of her and asked, "Why don't you want to help him? I remember that you have a higher education than me, and you should also speak great English."

Wang Mo shrugged disapprovingly and said, "I thought he could understand what I mean. If he could be alone, he should have considered his situation..."

"Is that true?" Zhao Qian suddenly raised her face and looked at Wang Mo and asked, "Then what is my situation now? Wang Mo."

Wang Mo's heart was blocked for no reason, he thought for a while, and replied: "You came to a strange city and met a familiar person."

"Familiar person?" Zhao Qian asked again.

With his palms in front of him, Wang Mo stopped and said to Zhao Qian seriously: "Don't worry, let's ask you to Nanjing, I will definitely take care of you with all my duties. Although it's the first time we met, it's been more than two years, and I think we are familiar with each other, right?"

Zhao Qian swayed her thin lips with a smile on her face and asked, "Wang Mo, why are you so serious? It seems that I will suspect that you have ulterior motives!"

Wang Mo scratched his scalp and smiled and said, "Where is it? I'm just... afraid that you will start to be disappointed after seeing me! There are news on the Internet, and searching the web page will bring hundreds of thousands of cases!"

"Hahaha, Wang Mo, are you afraid that I will turn my head and want to leave now?"

When he arrived in Nanjing, Zhao Qian finally laughed out loud in the way she was used to.

The scorching sun is like fire, but the shade of the sycamore trees is comfortable and pleasant. There is no need to hold an umbrella. Walk along the healthy road, and the direction of the steps extending is the beginning of this romantic journey.
Chapter completed!