The sky was overcast, and the room was dark. Mu Hanxia wrapped the quilt tightly, sneezed, and felt dizzy. A colleague from the next room came in and asked, "Summer, what's the matter with you?"
"Looks like a cold."
The colleague reached out and probed her forehead: "Yeah, it's burning. Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"You help me get the thermometer and the antipyretic, which are in the second drawer."
"Okay." The colleague said while holding it, "You are really thoughtful, and you always keep these medicines."
Mu Hanxia said in a hoarse voice, "Of course, how thoughtful I am..." The colleague was amused by her.
In fact, this habit starts from a person's life. Working in the supermarket is very hard. At the same time, she has to teach herself a university course. She can't get sick, and she can't always take time off. However, her health has always been very good, and she fell ill today, probably because she recently opened a shop and was too busy.
When her colleague saw that she was okay, she went to work and asked for leave on her behalf. Mu Hanxia took the medicine and became more and more drowsy. Before falling asleep, I suddenly thought of Lin Mochen, and I thought willfully: Will he miss her
I don't know how long I have slept, and I feel dazed and feel a warm hand touching my forehead. She tried her best to open her eyes, and saw that there was a soft light in the room, and his eyes were under the light, looking at her with a bit of displeasure.
"Why not go to the hospital?" he asked.
"Don't worry about it." She replied stubbornly.
He was silent for a while, and Mu Hanxia's eyes were too chaotic to open.
After a while, I felt my hand being held.
After a while, the room became dark and quiet.
Her heart is like an open field, only the wind blows slowly.
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Everyone can see that the young boss is not in a good mood today. When inspecting the factory floor, his face is always dark. When someone came to talk to him, or reported something, his content was normal, but his attitude was lukewarm. So soon no one was going to touch the mold, and he was the only one left to stop in front of the production line.
Lin Mochen coldly looked at the finished products coming out of the production line, very good, he was very satisfied. But thinking of Mu Hanxia who was ill, a certain anxiety spread silently in his heart. Yet these emotions, like dark rocks at the bottom of the water, do not bulge out of the calm water. After a while, he laughed at himself, took a deep breath to adjust his mood, and went to the production management department to see the completion of the production plan.
The security came to report the letter, it was after eleven o'clock at night.
"Mr. Lin! A group of hooligans came to the factory gate, smashing and making trouble!"
Everyone was stunned, and Lin Mochen said, "Have you called the police?"
Minister of Security: "Report immediately!"
Lin Mochen whispered to a manager next to him again: "Go and say hello to Deputy Director Huang." "Yes."
Although it happened suddenly, the response was methodical. When they walked out of the workshop, they saw that the lights in the entire factory area had been turned on, shining brightly. This undoubtedly has a certain deterrent effect on the gangsters gathered at the door. Looking around, I saw more than 30 people holding iron rods around the door, but they did not come in.
Of course, the main reason they didn't come in was because there were about twenty security guards blocking the door. Although the number of security guards was slightly smaller, they were all tall, strong and vicious, with iron rods and hammers in their hands... The two sides confronted each other across the door, yelling at each other, and the group fight was about to break out.
"Fortunately, Mr. Lin has the foresight." The Minister of Security had lingering fears. "These days, I have cleared the relationship with the regional bureau in advance, and insisted on hiring double the number of security guards, increasing the number of night shifts. So you expected this kind of thing. ." Before he finished speaking, he saw more than 20 workers also came after hearing the news, and they all had guys in their hands. The aura of the security guard suddenly soared, and the yelling and scolding instantly suppressed the gangsters outside the door.
Lin Mochen smiled slightly and said, "To deal with hooligans, hooligan tactics are naturally used. What kind of tricks can a bereaved dog like Xie Lin play? Tell them, don't really hit me, just calm me down, and the police will arrive soon. "
"Yes."
The night was dark, and the overall situation was settled.
Just as Lin Mochen turned around and was about to go in, the man next to him put down his phone and looked anxious: "No, Mr. Lin, some thugs went to the staff dormitory and smashed it!"
Lin Mochen was stunned, and someone asked, "What's going on?"
"The two female colleagues in the dormitory, just after returning from get off work, saw gangsters surrounding downstairs. They didn't dare to go there, and ran back to the office to hide."
"Is there anyone else in the dormitory?"
"I don't know, there should be no one, right?"
Lin Mochen was silent for a few seconds, and then said coldly, "Who said no one?" The other person was confused, his expression had cooled down, and he walked towards the back door of the factory.
Outside the door is a silent road, only the street lights silently reflect. Lin Mochen walked for a while, and his face became more and more ugly. He counted the factory, but missed the dormitory. He called Mu Hanxia, but no one answered. Hit other female colleagues, but no one knows how she is now.
Lin Mochen didn't drive over today, and after walking for a while, he got a car. Sitting in the car, it calmed down. Called and told the subordinates to call the police immediately, and asked them to come over a few more people. Then, he called Mu Hanxia over and over again, but no one listened.
Soon to the dormitory downstairs.
A police car was parked next to it, and some residents were surrounded. Two policemen are asking them about something. A stick fell on the ground, and a trash can was kicked over. It looked like a fight had taken place.
Lin Mochen ignored the police and went upstairs.
The door was open, and there were many smash marks on it. Lin Mochen felt a chill in his heart, pushed the door and went in, but there was no one inside. He rushed into her room, the quilt was still messy, she obviously got up and left in a hurry.
When several other colleagues arrived, they saw Lin Mochen standing in Mu Hanxia's room with a frighteningly gloomy expression.
"What about Han Xia?" someone asked.
The girl who was in the room with her cried out: "She's not going to have an accident, right? I heard the police say just now that it seems that a mobile phone was handed over to a girl who was robbed by the gangsters."
"Don't think about it, she won't have an accident! The police have caught the gangsters, but they haven't seen her."
"Then where did she go? She still has a fever! Everyone is confused!"
Lin Mochen suddenly turned around and walked out the door.
Back outside the factory again, here is a pot of porridge. Police cars and sirens sounded, gangsters fled, police chased and arrested, and security guards and workers were also among them.
Lin Mochen avoided them, walked in through the side door, and asked an employee he knew, "Did you see Mu Hanxia?"
The employee looked blank: "I didn't see it, Mr. Lin is too messy here, you should avoid it."
Lin Mochen ignored him and strode into the factory.
The night was noisy, many people were walking, and shouts came from a distance. There seems to be no peaceful place in the huge factory area. Lin Mochen passed through the factory building and went to the office building, but he didn't see her. The fire in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.
He walked to a few rows of remote factories in the back. Who knew that just as he was walking on the shadowy boulevard, he saw a familiar figure standing in front of him. His footsteps suddenly stopped, watching her with her back to him, coughing softly, and then continuing to walk forward. Her steps seemed heavy.
Two workers approached in front, Mu Hanxia said, "Have you seen Mr. Lin Mochen?" Not every worker knew the boss of the company, so they shook their heads blankly: "Who?"
Mu Hanxia was a little discouraged, coughed again, and said, "Lend me your phone, I'm Mu Hanxia, the manager of the marketing department."
The other party handed her the phone dubiously, and one of them said, "That... Manager, the injury on your face doesn't matter, do you want to go to the hospital?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "It's fine."
From Lin Mochen's point of view, she couldn't see her front, only faintly heard the voices of their conversation. He watched her cover her mouth, coughed badly, and picked up her phone.
Then the phone in his trouser pocket began to vibrate. It kept shaking. He didn't answer and looked at her. Lin Mochen was dominated by a complex and secretive emotion that had been secretly surging in his heart for too long. He didn't want to pick it up, he just wanted to keep looking at her like this, to see what she was going to do, to see her return the phone to the worker, and then continue to walk forward.
Lin Mochen passed the two workers and followed. On this quiet road, only the two of them were left.
Finally, at the door of the workshop, she stopped and turned in.
This is the finished product packaging workshop. At this point in time, there is no one in it. There is only a row of night lights on the wall, shining softly. Lin Mochen stood for a while before chasing him in. As soon as he reached the door, he saw that she had actually climbed onto a high pile of clothes and sat with her back to him, talking to herself.
"Lin Mochen, you are really hard to find." She sighed.
Lin Mochen stood still, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
She raised her hand to cover her forehead, looking a little uncomfortable. Lin Mochen could imagine that his forehead must be extremely hot. At the same time, he saw the small half of her face, which was bruised and swollen. This made Lin Mochen's face turn cold again.
"It shouldn't be a problem, you are such a smart person..." she murmured, "but I'm just afraid that Xie will catch you for revenge."
She suddenly lay down slowly, lying in the pile of clothes, and then slowly moved her hands down, blocking her eyes.
"Don't worry... I'm really dizzy, I can't find you, I'll keep the goods here for you... "
Lin Mochen looked at the lights shining together above their heads, and they poured down like running water. She was lying in a pile of clothes in a state of embarrassment, motionless. Only the thin shoulders, with the occasional cough, swayed gently. Lin Mochen has never been a person who is prone to mood swings, but at this moment, he can't control his mind. He imagined that she could hide in the dormitory, but she went out because she was worried about him; she imagined that she was fighting with the gangster to break free, and her face was also injured. , the phone was robbed, and it looked terrible, but he still looked for his location.
She's not a stupid woman, how much can she help by standing up at this moment
She just wanted to find him, to be with him.
when she misses him.
Lin Mochen suddenly realized that he was the one who lost his head.
How ridiculous and stupid these days.
It's not that I can't see the vague affection in her eyes, it's that I don't realize the small undercurrent between the two - from the night of the first encounter in the car accident, it grows silently and everywhere.
But he chose to stand still. Both reason and emotion resist.
Because from birth to the present, what he got is the best. The best home economics, the best colleges, rich friends, and rapidly accumulating wealth. How many women flocked to him, and he was never easily emotional.
Because he wants the best and feels he deserves the best. The best woman who matches herself in every way. He was waiting for the woman to appear. He also considered whether to start with Xue Ning. Because no matter from which perspective, Xue Ning is a very suitable object. But somehow, he always didn't want to take that step.
And even if he sensed his heartbeat towards Mu Hanxia, he thought it was easy and could give up. He was unwilling to surrender his sincerity to her like this.
But why, at this moment, he stared at her figure, but felt that there was no better woman than her in the world
Not anymore. Before her, after her.
Although Mu Hanxia was exhausted, she did not fall asleep completely. In a daze, he suddenly noticed movement behind him. Someone also climbed the stack. She woke up from fright and was about to turn around when she heard the man whisper, "Summer..."
Mu Hanxia was startled, he had already embraced her from behind. Mu Hanxia's whole body froze, but he hugged tightly, not speaking, but not letting go.
Mu Hanxia was speechless for a while, but when he raised his head, he saw two entangled shadows on the wall next to him. That was him hugging her on this cold winter night.