The room was a little cold now and the fire was almost extinguished. Du Weiguo first put the lunch box in his hand on the table.
Then he put Moran back on the bed, comforted him briefly, went to the living room to turn on the radio, closed the curtains, turned on the lights, and then hurriedly turned on the fire again.
After finishing all this, he returned to the bedside, patted Fox Eyes's back gently, and comforted her with gentle words. At this moment, Mo Lan hugged his arm with tears in her eyes, tightly, and said in a plaintive tone:
"Du Weiguo, don't leave me, please."
Du Weiguo couldn't help frowning due to such pun-intended words, and patted her hand gently:
"Well, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Due to the sound suppression on the radio, Bei Feng's whimpers became less harsh. The key was that after Du Weiguo came back, Moran became less fearful.
Moran even choked up and said: "Du Weiguo, I hate snowy days, I hate them so much. When will winter be over?"
Du Weiguo smiled and touched her cheek gently, and joked: "Come on, the New Year will be here soon, and the Lunar New Year will be in one month. After the Spring Festival, it will be spring! Besides, Mo Lan, you know I What’s your nickname?”
Moran was attracted by his words and barely smiled:
"Is it called Du Yanwang? I heard Tang Ahong say it."
Du Weiguo smiled and nodded, and said in a slightly joking voice:
"Well, that's right, I am the notorious King Du Yan. So, let alone the north wind whining and the snowflakes flying, even if there are really any lonely souls wandering around or ghosts threatening their lives, if they see me, they have to take a detour. The King of Hell is sleeping What are you afraid of next to your pillow?"
Molan finally broke down in tears and smiled, leaning against Du Weiguo as if his body was boneless:
"Hateful, you are quite proud of such an unpleasant nickname, Du Weiguo, why on earth do you have such a vicious nickname?
I heard Tang Ahong say that you are very powerful, killing people like crazy, and all the monsters in the world are trying to avoid you. "
Du Weiguo sneered: "Ha! He's killing people like crazy. It's all nonsense. It's just spreading rumors. I just completed a few combat missions.
But I am really good at it, especially when it comes to sex. Molan, you should have a say in this, right? "
As Du Weiguo spoke, his hands began to move frivolously. Mo Lan looked at him with charming eyes:
"Well, you are indeed very powerful. You are indeed like the King of Hell who seeks your life. I feel like I am about to die every time~"
Du Weiguo's forced kiss interrupted her next words, regardless.
During dinner in the afternoon, Du Weiguo looked at the foxy eyes with sullen eyebrows and droopy eyes, and laughed and teased her:
"I said, Molan, don't you have snowphobia? The wind is so strong and howling from the north, how can you still be so energetic? Is this disease cured by me?"
Moran looked up at him angrily. He wanted to say something, but he blushed and didn't speak. He just lowered his head to eat.
Du Weiguo, however, teased her relentlessly: "Now that I've recovered from my illness, I'll wash the sheets soon. Look, what does such a big person look like~"
Mo Lan couldn't hold herself any longer. She stood up, stretched out her hand and punched Du Weiguo hard:
"You also said that it was all your fault~"
Du Weiguo's face became solemn, and his voice became cold on purpose: "Oh, you still dare to hit me, what? Are you wearing clothes and disowning me? Then let me go?"
When Moran heard this, although he knew he was joking, he still held his arm and acted coquettishly:
"Uncle Du Yanwang, I was wrong. I'll wash up after eating, okay?"
The snow was not heavy, and it stopped in the evening. The north wind kept whining, but Moran didn't seem to be afraid of the sound of alone, or even the snow alone.
Only if it's windy and snowy at the same time, she'll get sick, hey! Otherwise, why is it considered a mental illness? It's so magical, both must appear at the same time to cause illness.
However, due to the appearance of Du Weiguo, her symptoms seemed to be much lighter, especially after that, she seemed to be cured.
Could it be that joy replaced fear? Hey!
When he went to work on Monday, Du Weiguo went to the city bureau in the morning. He had to explain the case at the door of the beef restaurant.
After all, human lives were involved. One person died and two others were seriously injured. It was definitely a serious case, especially on New Year's Eve, and the crime occurred in a back alley, which was somewhat sensitive.
Everyone knows this, but it definitely cannot be written.
The person who received him was Hou Jianjun, whom he had not seen for a long time. Comrade Hou was as cordial as ever. Unfortunately, Du Weiguo lacked interest and just finished the recording work perfunctorily.
Du Weiguo only said that he encountered a robbery after eating. As for the fox eyes, he did not mention a word.
In fact, Lao Hou reminded him many times in a very subtle way whether he had a female companion, but Du Weiguo denied it very firmly.
Even if it was later discovered that he was traveling with Mo Lan that night, and even had a super-friendly relationship, it actually didn't matter. Du Weiguo believed that Hu Fei and Lao Guo would help him cover up the past perfectly.
After saying goodbye to Hou Jianjun who kindly invited him to dinner, Du Weiguo walked away. Just now when Hou Jianjun relentlessly questioned Mo Lan, Du Weiguo was already extremely disgusted.
When you grow up, you will find that some people and some things have to make choices after all.
This Thursday is New Year's Day. On the New Year's Day of 1965, the institute will have a day off. Du Weiguo has already told Moran.
I definitely won't be able to be with her on New Year's Day, and it's very likely that I won't be able to make it back in the evening.
Although Moran was reluctant and reluctant to give up, there was nothing he could do about it.
She knew very well that although Du Weiguo was an orphan, he was born and raised here and had a lot of uncles and uncles. Not to mention that Yang Caiyu was not around, but he still had his mother-in-law.
Not only that, he also has a lot of brothers and friends under him, who are usually busy with their own affairs, and they must move around during the holidays. After all, no one can live in a vacuum.
So early in the morning on New Year's Day, when Du Weiguo went out after breakfast, Mo Lan walked him to the door of the corridor and watched his figure disappear from sight before turning around and going upstairs. That scene was so sad.
Du Weiguo did not go back to the steel rolling mill, but went directly to a small private yard about 2 kilometers away. When he arrived, Hu Fei and Guo Hanhong were waiting for him.
Last night, Du Weiguo took the initiative to send a contact signal for the first time, so Hu Fei and Guo Hanhong had been on guard all night.
In other words, the signals between Du Weiguo and Hu Fei are very interesting. Hu Fei's contact signal is the curtains of an apartment room on Du Weiguo's way home, while Du Weiguo's contact signal is a detail of his bicycle, which is almost seamless.
Du Weiguo entered the room with a cold air. Hu Fei saw him and stood up impatiently: "Du Weiguo, what did you find?"
Du Weiguo said angrily: "Say Hu Si, for such a big leader, how come your qi-building skills are getting worse and worse?"
Hu Fei was so angry at him: "Fart, your nephrite slept sweetly all night, and I waited for you all night like a fool."
Du Weiguo couldn't help but sneered and said in a bad tone:
"Ha! Leader, you should know very well that it is impossible for me to come out at night. Am I pretending to be sleepwalking? If you really wait all night, then I really have nothing to say."
Hu Fei was speechless by his rebuke. Guo Hanhong couldn't stand it anymore and said with a smile:
"Xiao Du, please sit down and speak slowly. If you take the initiative to contact us, you must have something important to communicate with us. Let's not delay the business."
As Guo Hanhong said this, he handed Hu Fei and Du Weiguo a cigarette.
Du Weiguo didn't want to argue with Hu Fei, so he stopped as soon as he could. He lit the cigarette himself, sat on the sofa, and said straight to the point:
"Molan and I have lived together for 10 days, and now I have tentatively determined that her regular contact time is between 6:30 and 9 pm every Saturday night.
The contact location may be Dahua Bathhouse, or her home. The specific location depends on her contact information. Personally, I prefer her home, and the contact information I personally prefer is broadcast.
I will be able to finalize the timing issue this Saturday, and the contact details will probably be determined during the external transfer. "
Du Weiguo took a puff of cigarette, thought for a moment and then said:
"In addition, the fixed contact information of Mo Lan and Wu Yihe is that Wu Yihe will show up at the breakfast shop on time at 7:30 every Wednesday and Friday morning. This place is their fixed contact point. As for the contact information, I don't know."
Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt in his hand and stood up. He wanted to be the general. In fact, to put it bluntly, he was in charge of Operation Giant Demon now. The two big leaders, Hu Fei and Guo Hanhong, were on the outside at any time:
"Two leaders, the above is the information I have. I came here anxiously today because I want to tell you two things.
First, Moran and I’s external transfer must be sudden, and the shorter the preparation time left for her, the better, so that they will be caught off guard and exposed.
Second, once I am transferred out, how will I get in touch with you, and who of the two of you will go with me? You'd better give me accurate information tonight. My time with Moran is basically tied to death. Except for today, I hardly have much time to go out alone, and my flaws will be exposed. "
Hu Fei frowned after listening to Du Weiguo's words, and Guo Hanhong also said nothing. It was obvious that the amount of information Du Weiguo had just given was too much, and they all needed to digest it.
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