The night sky was clear, and Mu Hanxia walked alone among the traffic and pedestrians. The street lights are red and green, the neon is bright and dark. She suddenly realized that this city is so big, no matter how long she stays, she is just a passerby after all.
She looked at the highway and high-rise buildings, but in her mind there were scenes of hurting Lin Mochen's lips and tongue. She felt that her heart was empty, only his vague appearance was flowing in it. But when she looked at the sparse starry sky, she would think of Zhang Zi again. Then sadness and unwillingness, like lake water, engulfed her heart in an instant.
She was unable to get out of this predicament.
It was already dark, and many people from Fang Yi's project team were still in the company. Lu Zhang and He Jing were also there. They were both concerned, anxious and silent. If Mu Hanxia didn't come back, they wouldn't be able to spend the night peacefully at all.
Fortunately, she returned to the company in the dead of night.
When Mu Hanxia opened the door and entered his office, Lu Zhang rushed out of the room next to him, followed him in, and locked He Jing, who also wanted to follow, outside the door.
Mu Hanxia was very quiet. She turned on the light in the office and didn't look back at him, saying, "Although it failed today, it will be repaired in a few days and the website will be back online. The rest of the work, you All can host. I have already called the chairman and apologized. Starting tomorrow, I will be temporarily away for a while. I will leave it to you, do it well."
Lu Zhang was silent.
Since he confessed to her drunkenly last night, everything that happened after that was like a dream to him. Confused, and suddenly. Before he could react, the catastrophe had come, and the tragedy was approaching his eyes. And now, the woman he loves, respects, and loves has taken on everything. Is she going to take the blame and resign? She is leaving.
Lu Zhang felt intense emotions rolling in his heart, but the intensity was silent. He used to think that there is no unspeakable affection for him in this world, no hopeless love. He is the son of the emperor, born with a golden spoon in his mouth, domineering, intelligent and arrogant. But Zhang Zi's death woke him up like a heavy hammer. He now knows that there is no hope. This life, this love, this guilt, will forever be buried in his chest. Never speak again.
The night is cold and the stars are like water. After Mu Hanxia finished speaking, she sat quietly on the sofa. Lu Zhang stood like an only tree, stood for a long time, and finally squatted down on one knee in front of her, burying his face in her palm.
Mu Hanxia lowered her head and looked at the black hair behind the young man's ears and the straight neck. She smiled very peacefully and reached out to stroke his black hair. But gradually, she felt wetness, penetrated from his cheeks to her palms.
"Master, I'm sorry..." he said hoarsely.
Mu Hanxia's fingers were gradually soaked with his tears, her expression became stunned, she was silent for a long time, raised her head, and sighed long.
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The night is already deep, and the lights of the city seem to have been extinguished by many. The rest are even brighter. Mu Hanxia leaned on the windowsill outside the office, and He Jing approached cautiously.
"I will be away for a while." Mu Hanxia said.
He Jing was stunned: "Where are you going? Go alone?"
Mu Hanxia nodded, showing a distant smile: "I promised Zhang Zi before that if he dies... I will take his ashes to a place."
He Jing's tears spilled out again, and she was choked up.
Mu Hanxia turned her head and looked at her gently: "If you pity him, help Lu Zhang to finish the rest of the project."
"I will do my best! I will try my best... I will do it if I try my best!"
Mu Hanxia just smiled slightly.
Looking at her appearance, He Jing felt very sad. She cried and asked, "Then you and Lin Mochen..."
"He didn't do it." Mu Hanxia said.
He Jing opened her eyes wide, and suddenly she felt relieved, she burst into tears again: "That's great! That's great!" But then she realized that Mu Hanxia didn't look too happy or relaxed. She just stared out the window, and then asked He Jing: "Ajing, what exactly are you talking about that makes two people together? What makes them separate in the end? Is it love, faith, or fate? We are all for the rest of our lives. , are all looking for true love. But when I have lost my way, how can I tell, that is still what I have longed for all my life, and it is worth paying everything to pursue?"
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In the same night, Lin Mochen returned to Feng Chen's upstairs suite. Only one solitary lamp was turned on, and he sat by the window.
After all, Sun Zhi came in again, and asked softly, "Aren't you going to rest?"
Lin Mochen didn't answer.
"Those two... how to deal with it?"
Lin Mochen looked up at him: "What to do, just send it to do it."
Sun Zhi's heart froze for a moment, and he hesitated: "But, Tommy was dug back from the United States by you who made a special trip. Guo Yue is also an old subordinate who has been with you for several years. Their behavior is illegal..." But it touches Lin Mo. With the look in his eyes, he finally swallowed the rest of the words.
Lin Mochen asked, "What is the total amount of funds I can raise in the short term that I asked you to calculate?"
Sun Zhi replied hesitantly: "In your personal name, all cash, short-term bonds, funds, and funds withdrawn from the stock market in the previous period totaled 8.7 billion."
In the corner of the night, I saw Lin Mochen's face, deep and silent.
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Mu Hanxia had been sleeping intermittently, but at some point in the second half of the night, he suddenly woke up. Looking up at the clock, it was just three in the morning.
She opened her eyes, lay down, and didn't move. She couldn't help thinking about him.
Just then, the phone rang. Looking at his name beating on the screen, she didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow for a while. She didn't know if she should still answer his call, but she pressed the answer button with her finger and put the phone to her ear.
She didn't speak, only the sound of her own light breathing could be heard in her ears. In this silent and lonely night.
"Do you still love me?" he said in a slightly hoarse voice.
Mu Hanxia responded with silence.
"I love you." He said, "Mu Hanxia, even if the sky falls apart, even if the family goes bankrupt, even if life and death are separated, I will not stop loving you in my life."
He hung up the phone. Tears did not pass Mu Hanxia's face, she just sat on the bed hugging her knees, looking out the window, the moon was not setting, the sky was so dark, and the sky was bright again.
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The place where Mu Hanxia planned to send Zhang Zi's ashes was in a village in western Guizhou. In fact, it was a place she had been to and Zhang Zi had never been to but yearned for. He said: "If the day I die, I want to be buried in a peaceful and hopeful land."
Mu Hanxia has been there twice. The first time was when I resigned from Leya and went to work at Lin Mochen Company. It was also because of an invitation from a friend that she went there. Relative to the city, it is remote and quiet. For a whole month, she ate farm food, lived in farm households, climbed mountains, toured, and taught the children there to read, read and sing. It was also at that time that she was young and ignorantly realized that peace of mind and abundance are what modern urbanites lack most. So after having that experience, maybe when we met again, Lin Mochen only saw that she was darker and thinner, but she didn't know that her heart was also washed by the wider world. Later, when she followed Lin Mochen to fight the country, her open-mindedness, persistence and intelligence both originated from her heart and benefited from this journey.
The second time I went, it was when I broke up with Lin Mochen and left Lin City and the U.S. visa had not yet been issued. At that time, she was sad and without any spirit. She sits alone in a quiet village and a vast world. One person recalls, one person recovers. Therefore, if everyone has a place for their soul in their hearts, then for Mu Hanxia, before there is a home, that place is home. After no home, that place is the foreign land where she once wandered.
Early morning, heavy rain. The first downpour of the summer came without warning. No one would go out for a run in this weather.
Mu Hanxia packed her luggage in the room. Zhang Zi's relics will be delivered by the hospital today. In just a few days, when everything is ready, she can set off.
The morning was quiet, and time seemed to pass very slowly. She folded the clothes she wanted to bring, and put them in the box. He sorted out all the relevant Fang Yi's work materials in the room, and asked He Jing to take them back. Then I cleaned the room again, opened the windows, and let the rain, mixed with the wind, pass through the room. But time passed slowly, and she opened the refrigerator again. There are cherries sent by Lin Mochen two days ago, as well as the fresh milk he bought for her, which she hasn't finished drinking. She stared silently for a while, took out some cherries, washed them and ate them. Another glass of milk. No matter what kind of thing comes into the mouth, it only feels astringent in the sweetness.
It was just after 9:00 in the morning that Mu Hanxia heard the sound of the mobile phone. At first, she didn't care too much. Sitting by the window, she picked up her mobile phone and saw that it was stock trading software. It reminded her that the 800,000 she had placed in the stock market before fell to less than 400,000. Today's stock market is still green after a slump.
She glanced at it and put it down.
After a while, he suddenly grabbed it again and rummaged through the page he had just read. It was a pop-up news, and she didn't pay much attention to it.
found it.
She stared at the phone, not moving.
Outside the window, the rain was rushing down, and the wind was blowing the curtains constantly. She just sat there by the wind and rain, motionless. After a while, all the sounds seemed to return to her ears, and her eyes swelled faintly. Something seemed to spin silently in her field of vision. But there seems to be nothing.
She lost her mobile phone and hurriedly turned on her computer to check financial news.
it is true. Every portal website and all financial modules can find the same news as on the mobile phone—
"This morning, Lin Mochen, chairman of Fengchen Group, entered the market with 8.7 billion personal funds."
…
"The stock market plummeted 5% today, and Lin Mochen of Fengchen Group entered the market with all his personal funds."
"Lin Mochen of Fengchen Group entered the market with 8.7 billion personal funds to participate in the protection of the market."
"Lin Mochen of Fengchen Group entered the market with 8.7 billion personal funds to participate in the protection of the market."
"Lin Mochen of Fengchen Group entered the market with 8.7 billion personal funds to participate in the protection of the market."
…
8.7 billion, in terms of the entire stock market, is nothing at all. But because Fengchen has always been a leader in the domestic investment industry, this time the stock market crash has almost retreated, and Lin Mochen himself has always been a legend. Therefore, the release of this news has attracted the attention of almost all the media.
Mu Hanxia stared at the lines of text that were laid out in a straight line, and suddenly felt that her breathing was stagnant. She closed the computer and raised her head. The rain outside the window was still falling, and everything became misty, so she couldn't see clearly. The Fengchen Building opposite was only a vague outline in the rain and fog. She felt a dull, stagnant pain that made her dazed, and the pain made her liver and intestines pound. That is what he gave, in this world, only he can give.
Under the same rain curtain, Lin Mochen stood alone in front of the window. No matter how the computer on the desk was ringing, it kept ringing, but there was no answer.
Many people are shocked, many people are wondering, many people are worried, trying to obstruct. However, Lin Mochen ignored it.
When such a man has made up his mind, nothing in this world can turn him back.
He just stood there alone, in front of the impending disaster.
…
Summer, I want destiny to bring you back to me.
Don't be sad anymore, don't believe anymore. I'm going to do the stupidest thing, so you can see that men can't appeal to too much of a sincerity.
wait for me. Wait for me in your soft and fragile shell.
I will see you after I have done the same thing as you, holding the broken foundation in my hand.