Early in the morning, the mist has not dissipated. Mu Hanxia went downstairs wearing a mask and sports clothes. There was a soft golden light on the horizon, but the ground was still dim.
Running has become a habit for many years, and her pace is very even and powerful. She ran out of the community, along the high-rise buildings of China World Trade Center, and along the small square, running at a constant speed. The mood is also the most peaceful and pleasant time of the day.
Just then, she saw a man slowly appear across the road.
He was wearing a dark grey sweatshirt and black sneakers. It looks brand new. No mask, no hurry to run. His face slowly emerged from the fog, and the moment he stared at it, his eyes were as calm as usual.
Mu Hanxia ran past him.
"Morning," he said.
Mu Hanxia: "Morning."
The two passed by.
Mu Hanxia understood that Lin Mochen made a plan and then acted, and there were many methods. He used this set in the field of love, and it turned out to be indomitable and impeccable. But knowing that he came to meet on purpose, she couldn't help but think of her past with him.
Thinking of the short time we lived together, she still went for a run every morning, but he never went. He was the only man Mu Hanxia had been with day and night. At that time, she wondered, why are there so many differences between men and women? He is always sleepy. Every day I always sleep until the alarm clock rings several times, then I get up with a sullen face and wake up after washing my face. Of course, he is a very self-disciplined person. If he has to get up at three in the middle of the night because of work, he will get up on time, no matter what time he went to bed the night before. But it's true that he can sleep. Sometimes on weekends, the two of them go to bed very early, and he can sleep until almost nine or ten o'clock the next day before he wakes up refreshed.
Maybe it was because he was still a young guy at the time, so he was so sleepy
These days he lives in Fengchen Mansion, and she has never met him while running. Could it be that today was the first time he got up early to run in so many years
Mu Hanxia stepped on the sunlight on the road step by step and slowly slowed down. She ran almost as well today. She suddenly remembered that when she was abroad, she ran along the river every day. For a while, there was also a Chinese guy who followed him every day. and then? Then on the day that person finally confessed, she refused outright, then ran super fast and got rid of the person. At that time, she seemed to be hiding from a ghost, running all the way, what was she thinking? She thought that probably no one would run with her in this life. She even thought to herself, even if she didn't break up with Lin Mochen, she wouldn't. Because he never runs...
Just thinking about it, Lin Mochen ran over again, and it was already another circle.
The sun came out of the clouds, and his silhouette looked extraordinarily clear. Black and cold eyebrows, fair and thin face. The two approached step by step, and he gradually stopped. Dictate all kinds of dissatisfaction "Running over?" he asked.
Mu Hanxia: "Yes."
He panted slightly, put his hands on his waist, glanced at his surroundings, and said, "The air here is too bad, you'd better not run here in the future."
Mu Hanxia took off his mask, wiped his sweat with the towel on his shoulder, and said, "There is no other place to go, and I don't like to use a treadmill at home."
There were cars passing by on the side road. The road has become noisy. He said: "It's not that there is nowhere to go. Three kilometers from here is Wangxing Park. If you think it's okay, we will drive together in the future."
Mu Hanxia looked at the shadow under her feet, smiled and said, "Let's talk about it."
"Okay." He said looking at her.
Both of them were silent for a while, and walked back to the direction side by side. After getting off the road, it's quiet all the way. The high-rise buildings were still silent, and there were birds flying in the sky.
When he arrived at the gate of her community, he asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "Not yet. The porridge is already cooked at home."
He stopped, smiled suddenly, and said, "I haven't eaten porridge cooked at home for a long time. If you cook too much in the future, I'll go up and eat it."
Mu Hanxia replied softly, "Okay."
"goodbye."
"goodbye."
She turned around and walked into the community, took two steps, and heard his voice from behind: "Summmer, see you tomorrow."
Mu Hanxia was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps forward before regaining his senses, and turned his head to look, he had already walked away.
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When Lin Mochen said "see you tomorrow" in the morning, the reason why Mu Hanxia was stunned was because she was going to Jiangcheng today, and she would definitely not be there tomorrow morning. I took two days off with Lu Zhang for this.
When she arrived in Jiangcheng, it was noon. If she returns to China this time, she feels that Beijing has changed a lot, becoming more prosperous and fashionable. Then Jiang Cheng gave her the feeling that it seemed to be stuck seven years ago. The city is still vast and outdated, the roads are still dirty and lively, the big buses are running fast, so many places, the Yangtze River Bridge, the pedestrian street, and the countless small shops along the street have not changed.
But there are still many places and many people that have changed.
For example, in front of her eyes, this closed Leya supermarket. She used to work in the flagship store with the highest single-store performance in Central China.
She got out of the taxi and stood on the side of the street, looking at it. The whole building has been fenced off, and workers are still demolishing the outer decoration. The words "Leya Mart" on the roof are too dark and old to look like. When she was abroad, she had also heard about the impact of e-commerce on physical supermarkets, and noticed that Leya's performance was declining year by year. But I really saw that the store has been closed, and I really realized the feeling of time passing and things being different.
She left Le Ya and walked along the familiar road towards home. It was supposed to be a winding, dirt-filled road, and it was supposed to be lined with precarious old buildings. But there is no more, the foot becomes a smooth concrete road, and the old buildings are all overturned. The slum where she was trapped and cared for her in the past disappeared and became a small park. The sun is open, the trees are shady, the grass is green, and the road is getting wider and wider.
When she was abroad, she already knew about the demolition of her family. At that time, He Jing was still asked to handle the formalities on his behalf. He Jing also asked He Jing to keep things at home and the relics of his parents. But at this time, seeing the changes here with her own eyes, the last home no longer exists, and her heart is calm and painful.
After sitting in the park for a while, she got up and left.
She took a bus and got off in an old residential area. According to the address given by He Jing on the phone, her home should be nearby.
Seeing that it was noon, she thought that if she went to He Jing's house, it would be time for He Jing to cook. He Jing doesn't like people who cook, and would rather eat a boxed lunch every day. Mu Hanxia smiled, found a small shop on the side of the road, and sat down to eat.
The road here is narrow, but it is also lively. Pedestrians, bicycles, and the occasional car that drove in filled the road. Mu Hanxia sat in front of the shiny small table eating a bowl of noodles, and felt the long-lost loneliness and warmth in her heart.
Across the road, there is Jiaroya. It is a medium-sized supermarket. This kind of supermarket does business in residential areas. It seems that people come and go, and the business is not bad.
Mu Hanxia looked at this Leya and ate slowly. Suddenly, at a certain moment, I saw a familiar middle-aged man walking out of the supermarket.
She was stunned.
It's Meng Gang.