Tacit understanding probably means that she can guess what she thinks without saying anything from the other party, and then say what she wants to hear in her heart, just like a simple "I miss you".

As soon as I heard the other person's voice, I wanted to exchange more greetings.

Su Moyan's shattered laughter came from the other side of the phone, and Yu Yao's lips, which had been tightly pursed, also became curved. She had been tired all day and ended the boring work negotiations. When she heard Su Moyan's voice in her ears, she felt relaxed. At this moment, she especially wanted Su Moyan to be by her side and hug her.

The temperature is getting lower and hugging it in winter is warm and comfortable.

"Are you off work?"

"get off work."

"Remember to wear more clothes, be sure to wear a sweater. I have prepared brown sugar ginger tea for you, remember to drink it." Yu Yao said, a little worried. Su Moyan always hurts a lot when he comes every month. It was okay for him to be with her before, but he was on a business trip again these days.

"Well, I want my wife to help me rub..." Moyan hugged his arms, looked at the street scene in the distance, and smiled and acted coquettishly with Yu Yao.

"Does it feel uncomfortable? If it's too uncomfortable, take a leave and take a good rest at home and don't show off."

"I'm kidding, it doesn't hurt at all, don't worry about me."

Although Su Moyan has been spoiled since childhood, she can’t talk about the temper of a young lady. She just can’t change her own personality. However, in a society that is increasingly accustomed to the same, it is not a bad thing to be able to maintain a little of her edges.

"You must eat at night."

"I remember, I say it every day." Su Moyan lowered his head and gently kicked the street lamp pole at his feet. At this time, they were not together, and Su Moyan's heart was still warm. Although every time the two called, Mr. Yu's tone was filled with a strong old cadre style, Yu Yao always thought about her no matter when and where.

"I didn't eat when I was not at home. Do you think I didn't know? I would send me photos of whatever I ate every night from now on." If Su Moyan could really take good care of herself, Yu Yao wouldn't say that. Or is the living habits of young people nowadays so irregular? They go to bed late and get up late, and don't eat three meals on time. Every time, Yu Yao feels that there is indeed a generation gap between them.

"Okay, I'm good." Su Moyan seemed to be born to like being controlled by Yu Yao. If someone else was replaced, no one would be able to do anything to her, only Yu Yao could do it.

"I'll be back the day after tomorrow. Take good care of myself and have to eat on time."

Sometimes Su Moyan thinks Yu Yao is quite uninteresting, Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, Christmas... I basically have no chance of romance; sometimes I feel that Mr. Yu understands the mood, and every day she can feel Yu Yao's gentleness and considerateness, long-lasting water, and plain companionship is the most romantic confession.

"I'm very busy, just take a good rest after you finish your work." When he heard Yu Yao's voice exhausted, Su Moyan wanted to get into the microphone and pull her to the bed to supervise her rest.

"Well..." Yu Yao replied, but he still didn't hang up the phone. "I'm in a hurry to ask me to rest, don't you want to talk to me?"

When they first got together, Mr. Yu said pitifully, but now when he was talking on the phone, he seemed to have endless things to say. Su Moyan smiled for a while, "I found that you are as clingy as our daughter."

"They will follow you." Yu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll be with me again."

Su Moyan listened to Yu Yao's voice and thought about it very much, and went to hug her.

***

At the end of December, it snowed again in Ningcheng.

The first snowfall last year, last year, and then this year was December.

The snowflakes were still flying quietly, but Su Moyan had three different moods. The first snow of the previous year made her uneasy and longing for her; the first snow of last year made her bitter and hard to swallow; and the first snow of this year, Yu Yao hugged her and watched it together, sweet and warm.

A year is just a flash.

Su Moyan officially returned to China in March this year and took on the job of a magazine. Su Moyan was not happy with this job in China. She had too many constraints and too little freedom.

Like Xuezi, she was used to being a free photographer and took photos wherever she went. In the past, the sky was high and the sea was wide, but now she was like painting a prison for painting a jail, so she felt uncomfortable naturally.

"Moyan, you go to a dinner with me tonight."

As a photographer, Su Moyan is very popular in magazines. Sometimes, Editor-in-Chief Zhao will bring Su Moyan with him. After all, most people will not refuse to work with "beautiful photographers", especially men.

In the last round of interviews, there were many photographers who were more experienced than Su Moyan, but Editor-in-Chief Zhao fell in love with Su Moyan at a glance. She admired Su Moyan's personality on the one hand, and on the other hand, a good-looking image is also a plus.

The lights are on the first, and the long streets are endlessly bright and green.

Glasses at the table and greasy social engagements. In the past, Su Moyan participated in such occasions when he followed Yu Yao as an assistant. From then on, Yu Yao knew that Su Moyan's temperament was not suitable for working hard in the workplace.

Su Moyan has a very straightforward personality and can say whatever he wants in his heart. It cannot be considered as being unrestrained, but Su Moyan’s aloofness and self in his bones. Sometimes, it can even be said to be arrogant.

"Moyan, this is Mr. Sun." At the dinner table, Editor-in-Chief Zhao and Su Moyan winked, and the subtext was to make her take the initiative. This Mr. Sun is a tough bone, and is well-known in the investment industry. He holds up the airs and displays the pigeons interviewed repeatedly.

Su Moyan was indifferent. The man stared at her as soon as he went to the table and looked up and down. If he had let go before, Su Moyan would be polite to leave.

Editor-in-chief Zhao pushed Su Moyan with his elbow and whispered, "Moyan?"

Su Moyan then seemed to smile, "Hello."

"Mr. Sun, this is Miss Su. If you have the opportunity to cooperate, she will be responsible for the shooting of your interview."

"Miss Su, I am so young and beautiful." Sun Da raised his glass and continued to look at Su Moyan. He felt familiar just now. When he heard Su Moyan speak, his memory immediately evoked, "I don't know if Miss Su still remembers me? I remember you."

Su Moyan was confused and didn't say anything.

"It seems that Miss Su forgot that you were at the dinner that day, right? Wearing a black skirt, I remember that you have a good relationship with Mr. Yu, Mingrui's Mr. Yu."

After being reminded of this, Su Moyan remembered that there was indeed such a person who came to chat with her at the dinner that day, but she ignored her at that time and was called away by Yu Yao in a short while.

"Yeah, it's me." Su Moyan replied lightly.

"Editor Zhao, the interview has been delayed again and again. To be honest, I'm embarrassed, but I really don't have time. Since the people who work together are all acquaintances, let's set the specific date today."

Editor-in-chief Zhao smiled and said, "Mr. Sun, we have no intention of urging you..."

"I understand your work." Sun Da said, his eyes continued to lock on Su Moyan, "Miss Su, we are so destined to be together, how many drinks will we drink together tonight?"

"Mr. Sun, I don't know how to drink."

"If you can drink with others, you won't drink with me?" Sun Da smiled and looked at Editor-in-Chief Zhao, "Do you think I'm not qualified enough, or..."

"Where is Mr. Sun? Moyan feels a little uncomfortable today." Editor-in-chief Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over, and said to Su Moyan again, "Just drink a drink, don't drink too much."

Su Moyan held it for a while, picked up the wine glass with his right hand, drank a glass, and the ring on his hand was noticed. It would not be difficult to find that she already had a master of the famous flower.

But there are always people who don't care so much about these.

"Good alcohol! Since it's not very comfortable, it's the same with Miss Su using tea instead of wine."

Su Moyan felt disgusted.

After dinner, he went to the entertainment club, and Su Moyan refused directly.

"Moyan," Editor-in-chief Zhao pulled her aside and persuaded her, "You are good at everything, you have to change your temperament. Can you not be so willful?"

"I'm willful?" Su Moyan asked her, "Who did you bring me here tonight?"

"Don't you be so stubborn? It's all for work." Editor-in-chief Zhao insisted, "Just treat it as giving me a face. If you delay this matter, I can't explain it to you. Moyan, when I ask you, just accompany me and leave it to me to discuss it. Can I still make you suffer?"

With Su Moyan's ability, ordinary people really can't let her suffer.

Under the editor-in-chief's soft and hard work, Su Moyan still followed, and this work-related social event was not as simple as she thought.

"Are you not tired of being a photographer?" Sun Da sat next to Su Moyan, talking nonsense, "The ring... was given by my boyfriend? I want your boyfriend, but I can't bear to leave you out..."

Su Moyan felt a stingy hand on his shoulder and slowly hugged him...

Unbearable. With the dim light, Su Moyan tucked his backhand and directly wounded the other party's arm. Then he slapped hard in the face and poured a glass of wine, "disgusting."

"You!" After everyone recovered, Su Moyan picked up his bag and left...

The scene was in chaos.

The next day, the editor-in-chief's office.

"Su Moyan, do you know who you were hurt?!"

"I don't care who he is."

The editor rubbed his forehead, "You really want to piss me off, you're so mean to be so ugly..."

"Then, what do you think I should do?" Su Moyan sneered at the editor-in-chief, "If you are me, would you let him touch, hug, and kiss?"

The editor-in-chief said, and I looked like a good-looking tone, "I can't help you this time..."

Because of Su Moyan's domineering slap in the face, she slapped the magazine's funder away and slapped her job. There was no regret. It was not a matter of one or two days.

It was already dark at around five o'clock in the afternoon.

There are people coming and going on the streets, all kinds of things.

Su Moyan walked while sneering in her heart. When did she fall to such an end? Put down her gaze, flatter others and please others in a false way. She never thought that there would be such a day, and these were always the things she once hated and looked down upon the most.

When passing by the bookstore, Su Moyan went in and took a walk. Her mother's travel notes had been published and put in a pretty conspicuous position. Su Moyan bought a book and sat on the bench beside her and slowly flipped through it. When she saw the photos of her mother's internal publication, she suddenly moved, "Mom, I'm useless."

After living to the age of twenty-five, he still made a mess. The only one who "success" was probably because he was lucky enough to meet Yu Yao.

Yes, she also has her old cadres.

When he went back to the apartment, Su Moyan opened the door and the smell of food was smelling. Yu Yao came out of the kitchen with the dishes, and he was wearing an apron around his waist. "Wash your hands and eat, I've made the dishes you like."

Su Moyan changed his shoes, took off his coat and put it aside, and smiled faintly, "Well..."

Her reaction was much colder than she thought, and she seemed to have forgotten what day it was. Yu Yao unbuttoned her apron, walked to Su Moyan, stroked her hair, "What's wrong with her recently? I'm not happy with her work?"
Chapter completed!