In the blink of an eye, Mu Hanxia did not arrange work for himself and Lu Zhang at the weekend. Now is the season of spring and flowers, Lu Zhang is naturally restless, and has made an appointment with a few friends to go fishing in the reservoir.
When he was about to get off work on Friday, he ran to ask Mu Hanxia: "Master, I think you are very depressed on the weekends alone. I will take you to play. They are all young people, and you will feel that you are getting younger."
Mu Hanxia answered, "I won't go."
Lu Zhang: "It's boring..."
"I've already made arrangements for the weekend. I'm going to see friends. I'll take two days off next Monday and Tuesday."
Lu Zhang rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously, "I'm not going to see that scumbag old lover, right? Master, you have to fight."
Mu Hanxia looked up at him. All along, she didn't like to mention Lin Mochen to anyone. And those who know the inside story, try not to mention it to her. Luckily, Lu Zhang always pointed out this person directly, but because of his straightforwardness, she didn't seem to feel stagnant when talking about Lin Mochen to him.
"It's not him, another friend." She replied, "Why are you acting like a housekeeper, it's none of your business who I go to see?"
Lu Zhang smiled: "I'm not doing it for your own good. You came back from a simple American emperor, I'm afraid you will find the way of our great people. The current social environment is not as simple as a few years ago, you go to the street to help Try an old man? As Prince Fang Yi, I don't dare to help! You can try to donate to a charity, and you will be deceived every minute..."
Mu Hanxia was too lazy to care about his sloppy mouth, and left with his bag on his back. Leaving Lu Zhang in place, watching her walk away, he whistled, and walked around in her office before leaving.
Mu Hanxia didn't lie to Lu Zhang. She got off work today and was going to pick up people at the Capital Airport.
Twilight fell, and the airport was brightly lit. She waited for a long time at the airport, until the flight from the United States had almost finished, and she saw two nurses, pushing a wheelchair, and walked out slowly.
The man in the wheelchair seemed to be a little more relaxed. He was wrapped in a thick blanket, and his bare hands were almost fleshless. His head was bowed, and he seemed to be asleep.
Mu Hanxia hurried up to meet him, crouched down in front of the wheelchair, and looked at him carefully. The nurse whispered, "Miss Mu, he fell asleep on the plane."
"How's the road going?"
"It's not bad."
Mu Hanxia nodded and said, "The hospital's car is in the parking lot, let's go there."
—
It was already dark, and thick clouds were piling up over the city of Beijing.
This is a quiet and clean ward. Mu Hanxia sat beside the bed with a lamp, accompanied by reading books.
Until the man on the bed moved, she put down the book, leaned her head down, and waited for him to open his eyes.
The moment they looked at each other, they both laughed.
"Tanned?" Zhang Zi reached out and touched her hair.
"Fuck you, don't say good things when we meet." Mu Hanxia picked up one of his hands and held it gently, "How do you feel?"
"Very good." He replied, "It's a pity that I fell asleep on the plane, otherwise I can see what Beijing looks like now."
"I'll accompany you to see it in a few days."
Both were silent for a while, and he asked, "Is everything going well?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "It goes well, don't worry about it, leave everything to me."
He nodded, those clear eyes stared straight at her, a little cramped: "Have you made peace with Lin Mochen?"
Mu Hanxia was silent for a moment: "No."
Zhang Zi's eyes showed a little pity: "I thought you would be reconciled soon and be together."
Mu Hanxia was quiet for a while before saying, "Why does everyone think I should be with him? Even you think so. But before I came back this time, I really didn't think there was any possibility with him. I I thought this feeling would rot in my heart, buried it, and buried it like this forever..."
"He still loves you deeply, doesn't he?" Zhang Zi asked.
Mu Hanxia was silent again, then nodded: "I think... yes."
"Then do you still love him?"
Mu Hanxia raised her eyes and looked at the dark and deep night outside the window. still love him? This is a really tough question. She was alone in a foreign country, and under the suspicion of foreigners, she planned and promoted millions of projects; she returned to China alone and took on the burden of Fang Yi's business department without any hesitation. But on the question of whether she loves Lin Mochen, she actually can't find the answer.
"If..." she said slowly, "when I see someone, there is only pain, but no sweetness. Even the good times in my memories are not sweet. If he makes me feel so familiar, then so Strange. You say, do I still love him or not? Even if there is love, he makes me feel insecure. I once thought that he would accompany me to the end of my life, but now it is too difficult for me to believe in him. Should I believe it? How can I believe him, this time, won't I be disappointed?"
Zhang Zi smiled and looked at her tenderly: "Carol, I can't help you find the answer to this question. You and I are both jerky in love. We have only loved one person. Right?"
Mu Hanxia nodded.
However, Zhang Zi said: "But you shouldn't stop because of hesitation. You are so lucky compared to me. If God can make her alive, I'm willing to exchange everything. You used to love him deeply. , you told me that he is the only love of your life. Later, your studies became more and more busy and your work became more and more tired, so you didn't talk about it. In the next few years, I didn't even hear you mention him. But he Really, it's not in your heart anymore? Carol, be brave, don't let that unfortunate man die alone like me. If you're not sure if you love him or not, then make sure. If you don't know if he's still worthy of you Trust, then try to trust, give him a chance, and give yourself a chance. Okay, my most important friend?"
Mu Hanxia's eyes were wet, she clenched his hand and said, "You won't die. He... He is not as infatuated and gentle as you. I will think about your words again."
—
Mu Hanxia is driving a car assigned by the group today. On the way back from the hospital to her residence, she was a little lost.
It was late at night, and there were no pedestrians in the community. She followed the street lamps one by one and drove downstairs. In the distance, I saw a black Cayenne with the license plate Jing al8m29.
The person she was thinking of just now was leaning against the car with a steep back. The dim light of the street lamps dazzled him.
Mu Hanxia watched for a while before pulling the car into the parking space. And he looked up.
Mu Hanxia got out of the car, and his car was parked at the entrance of the building, so they naturally met head-on.
He smiled: "Are you back?"
Mu Hanxia gave a "hmm".
He was wearing a dark gray coat today with a black sweater underneath. His short hair was slightly messed up by the night wind. Standing in the spring night, his silhouette was even more profound.
His face was calm, as if the tit-for-tat phone call a few days ago had never happened.
He handed her a paper bag in his hand: "This is Sun Zhi's wife, the cherries that he planted by himself, and asked me to bring them to you."
Mu Hanxia didn't answer: "Why should I entrust you?"
The eyes of the two met. There was a silent night in his eyes.
"I live close by," he replied.
"Where do you live?" Mu Hanxia asked.
"On the top floor of Feng Chen, there are several suites."
Mu Hanxia raised her eyes and looked behind him. At this moment, the lamp in that position on Fengchen Building was off.
She was silent for a while, avoiding his eyes, reaching for the cherry: "Thanks."
"You're welcome," he said.
"Then I'm going upstairs," she said.
"OK, good night."
"Good night."
I kept looking at her and walked into the building. After a while, the lights in her house came on. Lin Mochen just got into the car, did not start the car, but sat quietly for a while, and finally smiled.
After Mu Hanxia went home, she went to take a shower, and when she came out, she first saw the bag of cherries on the table. She took some out, washed them, leaned on the bed, and ate slowly.
Cherries are tart and sweet.
She raised her head and saw the light on the Fengchen Building opposite.
She looked at it silently.
Good night, sweet dreams. She whispered in her heart.