Good Morning, Miss Ghost

Of course, the Arc de Triomphe is not the arc de triomphe of Napoleon, but a kiosk-ten years ago, it was indeed a kiosk.

I called this store the Arc de Triomphe because after that year, Xiang Yunze and Mo Zhen picked the bad boy from the high school next door and bought two popsicles here.

For a long time, this canteen no longer exists, and even Mo Zhen and Xiang Yunze's alma mater have moved elsewhere. This piece of land was contracted by a big boss to build a high-end Chinese restaurant, and the small shop attached to the school is now probably a ... toilet in the restaurant?

When Mo Mozhen arrived at the Arc de Triomphe, it was exactly 5.50. When Miss Yingbin at the door saw him, her eyes were obviously bright. Smiling politely at Mo Zhen, Miss Yingbin did not show how excited she was. Once she is excited now, she may have to sacrifice in the future. Secondly, she is visited by celebrities almost every day, and she will be calm when she sees more.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Xiang has arrived, waiting for you in the Golden Roof private room on the ninth floor." Miss Yingbin said standard Mandarin like a news anchor, with a sweet voice and a smile.

Mo Mohan took off the brown sunglasses on her face and nodded to her, she knew it. Miss Yingbin's eyes were a little brighter than before, and the smile on her face became sweeter and sweeter. He led Mo Zhen to the elevator door and pressed the elevator for him, and the beautiful welcome sister left politely.

以上 This Chinese restaurant has VIP rooms above the seventh floor. After Mo Zhen went up to the ninth floor, a new welcome lady came to help him lead the way.

Jinding private room is at the innermost part of the corridor. When Mo Zhen pushed open the door of the room, he looked down at Yunze and played with his mobile phone. Mo Zhen hooked his mouth and went to the open space opposite Xiang Yunze and sat down. "Dr. Xiang, I haven't updated Weibo today."

Xu Xiangyunze looked up at him, and smiled at him, "It's great, so I can brush Weibo with confidence."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

Then don't pay attention to me at the beginning!

Xiang Yunze smiled and swiped the screen, and several new Weibos jumped out, "Mr. Tian, ​​do you know a person called boiled lemon?"

"Boiled lemon?" Mo Zhen raised his eyebrows and thought, "Is it an Internet author?"

"Did you know?" Xiang Yunze quit Weibo and looked at Mo Zhen with interest. "Don't you read her novel yet?"

Mo Mozhen shook his lips. "My sister has several books on her bookcase. Why, is Dr. Xiang a fan?"

"No, she is Li Yan's friend. I often see her at the hospital." Xiang Yunze said, and put the mobile phone back in the pocket of her clothes. "Her Weibo is very interesting. If you are interested, also You can check it out. "

Mo Mozhen raised her eyebrows. The little girl from the Li family had always been hiding from Yunze. How can she tell her full name so generously now?

"Yunze, shouldn't you be empathy and love?" And the subject is the boiled lemon.

He opened his mouth to Yunze, and as soon as he wanted to say something, the door of the private room was knocked twice.

"Please come in." Xiang Yunze said to the door, a waiter in a cheongsam gently opened the door. "I'm sorry to disturb you. May I serve it?"

He nodded to Yunze, and the waiter at the door whispered something outside, and soon two waiters came over holding plates. They both wore Chinese cheongsams, and after they came in, they chose to serve on the side of Mo Zhen.

Wu Xiangyunze smiled and didn't speak, Mo Zhen just concentrated on studying dishes.

的 The dishes in this Chinese restaurant are famous for their exquisiteness. Although the amount of each dish is not large, it is a work of art. This time is the peak time for eating, but the food is served so quickly, presumably it was Xiangyunze who had already ordered everything. And almost all the dishes on the table were eaten by Mo Zhen, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and looked at Xiang Yunze: "That's how you chase girls in America?"

He blinked at Yunze and asked half-truth, "If I chase you like this, would you accept it?"

The two waiters paused while serving. Did they ... heard something that shouldn't be heard?

Following the principle of being rude and not listening, the two waiters served food significantly faster than before. Mo Zhen and Xiang Yunze only had two people, and Xiang Yunze ordered a total of seven dishes and one soup. The waiter's work was soon concluded.

"Mr. Xiang, your order is ready, please use slowly." The waiter's Mandarin is not inferior to the welcome lady at the door.

After closing the door, they did not go far, but stood outside the private room, ready to wait for dispatch at any time. The most important thing is that it is convenient to listen to the corner.

Mo Mohan likes to eat the crispy small fish here. The fried fish is so crispy and crispy even the fishbone. He clamped a small fish into the bowl and asked Xiang Yunze, "Can you order another dish?"

Yun Xiang Yunze looked at him, and suddenly he couldn't help but, "Mo Zhen, you still like to eat something that children love."

Mo Mozhen raised his eyes and glanced at him, arguing for himself: "I am going to pack and bring them back to my house."

Xiang Yunze's peach blossom blinked, with a touch of teasing in his tone, "When did you become so caring?" Mo Zhen has always been most afraid of trouble, and he is too lazy to water a flower, let alone water Kitten out.

There was a small fish in Mo Mohan's mouth, and he didn't have time to talk to Yunze. Xiang Yunze did not ask any more, and ordered another crispy little fish according to his instructions, but Mo Zhen's abnormality was really intriguing.

When he ate half full, Mo Zhen felt that he could talk about business.

"Yunze, what are you doing to me today?"

Xi Xiang Yunze stopped chopsticks, not surprised Mo Zhen's problem. From elementary school to the present, they have cultivated a subtle tacit understanding. Even if they are separated for a few years, this tacit understanding has not diminished.

Xiang Yunze picked up a tissue on the side of his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, his tone was a lot more serious than before. "Mo Zhen, I plan to go back to the United States."

Mo Mozhen said for a moment, "Related to Li's little girl?"

"Hmm." Nodded to Yunze, "I have contacted a few friends in the United States, and they may have a cure for Li Yan."

Mo Mozhen frowned and looked at Xiang Yunze. He thought about a lot of things, but in the end he only said good.

At 7 o'clock for this meal for the two of them, Mo Zhen carried the food box prepared for him by the restaurant and went to the elevator with Xiang Yunze.

When the elevator door opened, there were two young women standing inside, talking in a low voice. When they saw Mo Zhen outside the elevator, they both took a moment to politely nodded at him.

Yunxiang Yunze has become accustomed to this kind of story that everyone will see for a while to see Mo Zhen, and calmly lifted his feet into the elevator. Mo Zhen followed him and pressed the elevator door.

The elevator was quiet for a while, and the two women continued to talk about the interrupted topic. Although the sound is not loud, it can be heard clearly in this closed space.

"I heard it last night, it really scared me!" Like to create a horror atmosphere, the woman deliberately lowered her voice with a hint of coolness. "Just as I passed the music fountain, I thought it was Wiener Spence spoke! "

Mo Zhen's eyebrows moved, and they listened quietly to the conversation.

"I also heard my sister say that your villa area was originally remote, and now she dare not drive home after dark." The voice of another woman was sharper than the one just now, but it was also very tight "Also, she heard that a cat has been missing recently, and her family's snowball was gone a few days ago. The police said that it might have been a recent cat abuse group, but my sister said it must be a ghost."

"Don't tell me, my goosebumps are all up!" As soon as the woman's voice fell, the elevator door opened. In the spirit of a gentleman, Xiang Yunze and Mo Zhen both turned their sides and let the two women go out first.

The two men smiled and said thank you as they passed by them. They looked at Mo Zhen at Yunze before they got out of the elevator.

"Is the music fountain with Venus statue the same villa area you live in?" Xiang Yunze and Mo Zhen walked side by side on the way to the parking lot, watching the two women walk in opposite directions before turning their heads. Asked Mo Zhen beside him.

"Huh." Mo Zhen's face was not so good. Since Aya lived in his house, he almost returned home on time before dark. He didn't know when that area had a ghost--well, not that The one in his family is even more worrying, the cat abuse gang in the police mouth.

"Yunze, I have to go back first." Mo Zhen speeded up after speaking, Xiang Yunze just wanted to stop him, went with him to see, the phone rang.

The phone call was from Chen Qingyang. She usually wouldn't call Yunze when she was fine. Picking this time to call him was mostly because of something happened to Li Yan. Slowing down to chase Mo Zhen, stopped at the edge of the corridor to Yun Ze, answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

向 "Xiangzi! Doctor Fang said that the situation of vigorous force is a bit wrong, I don't know the details, anyway, come to the hospital soon!"

Qi Fang Qingyang's speed was very fast, and even her voice was filled with an inexplicable anxiety. Xiang Yunze frowned, and said to the human on the phone: "I'll be right there."

I hung up the phone, looked up at Yunze and looked up the corridor. Mo Zhen's disappearance had disappeared.

Mo Zhen took the car and went straight to the villa area. Just half an hour before and after, Land Rover had stopped in the garage of Mo Zhen's house. As soon as Mo Zhen returned, Ah Yao would throw up and pounce on him, but after opening the door today, he did not see the charming figure of the kitten.

Mo Mozhen's brow frowned and he didn't even want to change his shoes, so he found Ayao everywhere. Usually, Aya likes to lie on the sun in an empty place. Even the computer on the table is the same as when Mo Zhen left.

Mo Mozhen walked to the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator and called to the inside, "Aya?"

no response. It doesn't seem stupid enough to run into the refrigerator.

So where did she go?

女人 The woman's conversation in the elevator echoed in her ears, and a bad premonition sprang up.