National Hand Medicine

Chapter 113 Song Yunmo's Dream (4)
He was very disappointed, because he knew that this girl was the angel under the sun who gave him a heart, the best in his memory!

So, he began to look forward to having this dream, looking forward to holding her hand and seeing her face clearly.

Unexpectedly, the dream that is always brushed by fingertips is longer than the previous nightmare!

This loss tormented him for a while, and then his dream began to change again.

He finally grabbed her hand!I felt the truth and warmth that belonged to her!
However, things didn't stop there. He was able to grab her hand, but when he wanted to reach out to see her face clearly, she disappeared like a bubble, and then he woke up from the dream again.

He found that he became more and more greedy.

However, he still couldn't contain his desire to touch that face.

His desire was thwarted again and again, but he was never discouraged.

However, he didn't expect that this time, he could really see her face clearly!
After seeing her face and the smile on her face, he was absolutely sure that the person that afternoon was her, and he was completely skeptical in his heart!
The image of her that afternoon also became clear and vivid little by little, as if she had appeared in front of him.

Thinking like this, Song Yunmo clenched his fists and fell on the bed, sinking into the soft quilt.

At this time, he was so eager for the day to come that he tossed and turned in the second half of the night without falling asleep!

When it was only past six o'clock the next day, he made a phone call and asked someone to investigate Su He, and asked him to come up with the results within two days.

When the phone was hung up and the busy tone of "beep beep" came, the other party finally woke up from the dream—what?two days?Looking for someone by name only?This must be too difficult!
He was almost going crazy and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, he soon received another text message, reminding him that this person had appeared in Qingping Clubhouse before.

With this key news, he was truly relieved—it was so much easier, not to mention two days, one day was enough for him to come up with the results!

Song Yunmo was looking forward to finding Su He, but he didn't lose his life because of it.

He made an appointment a few days ago, and today he is going to Panjiayuan to look at an old object.

Although he was born in a red family, he doesn't like politics, and he doesn't like being a soldier. His only hobby is inherited from his grandfather, and he likes antiques and jade.

Because he was in poor health since he was a child, the grandfather who has always been strict and grumpy, can be regarded as acquiescing to his behavior. He never deliberately asked him for anything, but it also made him the most leisurely and free person in the family.

Those brothers and sisters in the same generation were either required to receive strict education, or were sent to the military camp. An independent existence like him has attracted a lot of jealousy and hatred!

However, Song Yunmo didn't care. He was originally cold-tempered, and the only people who were close to him were his grandfather, grandfather, parents, and uncle.And some of his good friends are mostly seniors who are completely older than him in the antique circle.

Maybe it was because of being in the circle, the environment made his character unknowingly become vicissitudes and sophisticated.

Song Yunmo got up to wash up, changed his clothes, went downstairs to have breakfast, and asked the driver to take him to Panjiayuan.

Panjiayuan is the largest and most popular antiques market in the country, so there are naturally some bustling crowds. Generally, when foreigners come to the capital to travel, Panjiayuan is definitely a must-choice place!What's more, today is just the weekend, and the number of people in Panjiayuan has at least doubled than usual!
The car couldn't go in after a long time outside, and some people could only get out of the car and walk in person. Fortunately, the teahouse he and the other party made an appointment with was still a bit far from the entrance of Panjiayuan, so there was no need to worry about these problems.

After getting out of the car, he entered the tea house followed by the bodyguards, and came to the second floor where he could be better with the other party.

The decoration of this tea house is quite unique. The windows are all designed floor-to-ceiling windows, with bamboo curtains hanging on them, and the scenery outside is unobstructed.

The location Song Yunmo and the others chose happened to be a window-side location in the teahouse near Panjiayuan. The view was very wide and very good. Sitting here, one could see the magnificent scenery inside Panjiayuan.

When Song Yunmo arrived, Mr. Ma, whom he had befriended, had already arrived there.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, for keeping you waiting." Even though the time had not yet come, Song Yunmo apologized modestly and politely.

Although the expression on his face is still cold, it's not hard to hear the respect in his tone for Mr. Ma, who has made friends with Wangnian.

Ma Lao smiled heartily: "Where is it that you are late, it is obvious that I am early! Hey, sit down quickly, sit down quickly!"

Song Yunmo smiled and nodded slightly, then sat down.

"Excuse me, do you need tea?" The waiter at the side hurried over.

This waiter was a young girl in her early twenties wearing a cheongsam. When she walked over to talk, her eyes kept falling on Song Yunmo's body, her cheeks were flushed, and there was a deep fascination in her eyes.She looked pretty, but Song Yunmo didn't take her seriously at all, as if such a girl was just air.

Not only that, he also said coldly: "There are still people who haven't arrived, no need."

The attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away is beyond words.

The girl is not a fool, it's not that she can't see the rejection, so she didn't have the cheek to stay there, and she responded with a sense of regret and left.

Mr. Ma watched all this happening, and waited until the girl had gone far away before getting close to Song Yunmo——

"I said Xiao Song, you don't want to do this. Look at you, you are in your twenties, how can you have every girlfriend? Do you want... Lao Ma, let me introduce you to one?"

At the end of Ma Lao's speech, he suddenly became excited!
Song Yunmo felt a little helpless about Mr. Ma's initiative, but he still firmly refused: "Mr. Ma, I really don't need it." This is the first time he has rejected Mr. Ma like this.

Mr. Ma still didn't give up: "Is it really not necessary?"

Song Yunmo thought for a while: "Old Ma, actually, I already have someone I like."

"What?" Ma Lao gasped and screamed.

His voice was so loud that everyone on the second floor of the teahouse heard it. After all, this is an authentic teahouse, not those teahouses that pretend to be teahouses but play mahjong and landlords. The people sitting here are all leisurely. People who drink tea and chat, everyone is quite educated, and they never speak loudly.

(End of this chapter)