——Zheng Yan, it's really cold here. I wear two padded jackets. Fortunately, there is heating in the room.
——Zheng Yan, the heavy snow outside is very beautiful, I have never seen such heavy snow before.
——Zheng Yan, I will set off into the mining area in the next few days. There will probably be no signal and no messages can be sent.
In December, since she went to Bingcheng, she still had text messages at first. But since the eighth passed, the information has gradually disappeared. Until her message came and claimed that she had set off for the mining area, she sometimes did not, and it seemed that the signal was broken.
It was another evening in the evening, and Qian Jue had just reported that he had left after work, and Mo Zhengyan picked up his mobile phone and looked at it.
The screen is blank and there is nothing.
He frowned slightly, holding the phone still in his hand.
We met Luo Zheng in the conference room early in the morning. After solving the official business, she said, "I took a leave of absence and went back. How about you?"
"En?" Mo Zhengyan raised his eyes.
"Festival." Luo Zheng smiled and reminded him.
Only then did Mo Zhengyan remembered that it was indeed a holiday.
"For Christmas, do you want to come to the UK?" Luo Zheng asked with a smile.
Of course, the Mo family also has a habit of celebrating festivals, such as New Year's Eve and Lantern Festival Dragon Boat Festival. However, those western holidays do not care, so the Mo family does not celebrate Christmas. It was only in previous years. Whenever he is free, Mo Zhengyan will definitely go to the UK for Christmas. In foreign countries, Christmas Eve is as grand as the New Year's Eve in China.
Only this time, Mo Zhengyan said, "Let's watch it again."
"It's okay. Tell me if you decide." Luo Zheng didn't insist, she smiled and nodded.
Mo Zhengyan said again, "It's too late to take you to the airport."
"Zheng Yan, there are a lot of cars on the road, just beckon it." Luo Zheng didn't care about this.
The week before Christmas, the company was filled with the same atmosphere, with new decorations. The Christmas tree was visited in the lobby on the ground floor of the building. Santa Claus was standing there and I felt the strong Christmas atmosphere as soon as I entered the door.
Mo Zhengyan had a rare encounter with Chu Yan.
Chu Yan left, and Mo Zhengyan returned and greeted him as usual, but Mo Zhengyan saw the bouquet that Chu Yan was holding.
He casually boasted, "Chu special help, it's a good time."
"Yes, it's not bad, perfume lily, the flowers prepared for the start of the project, it's a pity that I lost a bunch and took it back." Chu Yan smiled, "It's just that it's not comparable to Rose. A while ago, I was a friend of mine. After receiving the rose flower from others, she held it every day. She couldn't wait to hold it when she slept. The bed she got was full of petals, and she bought a vase to offer it like incense. Later, the flowers began to thank you. She checked the expiration date of the flowers again and put aspirin in the water."
"However, no matter how the best flowers are preserved, they will thank you, which means they will look beautiful." Chu Yan smiled and asked, "Ms. Mo, are you right?"
No one could understand these words, but Mo Zhengyan seemed to understand, "Of course the flowers will thank you."
"So for me, just take advantage of the flowers blooming to appreciate them." Chu Yan answered, and finally asked, "Ms. Mo, how has she been recently?"
Mo Zhengyan replied, "Okay."
In fact, how can he know, good or bad, the news just broke.
In the past, there were two reports of information in the morning and the evening, but then only one a day, and then later, it took a day to wait for one, and then again, there was no waiting for one in a day. It even waited a few days before seeing a message from her.
It has been three days, there is no information, no movement.
December 21st, the winter solstice.
This winter has officially ushered in.
After get off work that day, Luo Zheng left Mo Shi, took leave, and returned to England for Christmas.
Leaving the company in the evening of the winter solstice, Mo Zhengyan set off for the hotel. He still has entertainment tonight. It's just that he was not very interested today. As soon as he got out of the hotel, the game broke up. After abandoning the entertainment activities afterwards, the other party was naturally obedient and only said to continue next time.
Mo Zhengyan returned to the mansion, but Steward Cao saw him return and respectfully greeted him, "Sir, you are back."
Mo Zhengyan hasn't returned for a long time, but Cao said, "Ms. Luo Zheng just left today."
"I already know." Mo Zhengyan replied, and he went upstairs.
The room upstairs is still furnished with the usual bookcase and closet. It is not bad at all, but it is inexplicably empty. I can't tell where it is empty. Anyway, there is something missing. In the hall, the sofa is still placed there, a unique one, the color does not match the surrounding furniture, it looks very abrupt, but it is placed safely.
Mo Zhengyan walked over, stood in front of the sofa, and watched for a long time.
This sofa was previously placed in Mo's office, but it was moved back later, which really didn't fit in at all.
But even her breath can hardly be found.
Really, even the only trace was almost gone.
He suddenly discovered why this emptiness was because she couldn't find her breath.
At this moment, where is she there?
Where is it?
Suddenly Mo Zhengyan couldn't sit down anymore. He suddenly got up and went downstairs again. Without his coat on, he drove directly.
"Sir, your coat..." Steward Cao chased it out, but it was too late.
...
On the night of the winter solstice, the car drove quickly, like a drag racing car, heading directly to the apartment. It was the Golden Coast Apartment, where he lived for a while. Since leaving, he has been here countless times, but he has never stepped in again. Today may be because the winter solstice is a holiday, or because after returning to the mansion, he remembered too many memories. In short, he just wanted to come over.
I opened the door with the key, without changing the lock, it was the same one before.
Entering, it was jerky air, unlike the cleanliness of the mansion, but clearly smelled the traces she had left.
When he turned on the light, he saw the wicker chair and coffee table at a glance, and suddenly she appeared to be lazily lying in the chair and greedy. All fruit candied snacks are her favorite. After returning home for dinner, she can still order another plate. She is not afraid of getting fat, and she is not afraid of eating too much.
He went to the study again.
The study was just a small room, which he built later. There is also a book on the table, which he has not read before.
In the ear, the voice rang: Zheng Yan, what's so good about the book? Don't watch it.
What do you want me to read without reading? He naturally asked her.
She just said: Let’s watch TV together, don’t you like watching that TV show?
Where does he love to watch TV shows?
More often, she was arguing to watch, and he was accompanied. Sometimes when he was reading, she also took him with him. He would always respond, and hug her in his arms to spend the whole night peacefully.
It's her, it's all because of her!
Mo Zhengyanfu exited the study again and stood in the living room for a while, only feeling too dull. He took a cigarette and lit it and walked to the balcony.
As soon as he opened the sliding door and smoked a cigarette, the spark suddenly lit up, and also lit up the darkness.
Suddenly, his sight froze!
Just because he saw the vase on the balcony.
The words spoken by others sounded faintly again: But, how can it be compared to Qiangwei. A while ago, a friend of mine received a rose flower from someone...
There was nothing in the white vase, but under the shadow of the fireworks, there was a single flower branch standing in the bottle.
He looked intently again, but saw that the petals fell on the window sill and also on the tiled floor.
Withered petals, that is, that is the petals of a rose flower.
The flowering period had passed, but he still saw it, seeing it so clearly.