Her world is all frozen, as if those thousands of years are too far away, only this moment is so real, the real is in front of her eyes, but she can't verify whether it's true or false, so she doesn't move, like The fossil is frozen in place.
But he opened his arms to her. It was his breath, the familiar breath, and the companionship night and night, and he didn't know when it had already penetrated into his heart and lungs. But his repetition made her never understand. She seemed to have never understood him. They shouldn't embrace each other like this, and they said the vows to leave here together. This is too much.
But the rose flower in his hand is still in his hand, the leaves are green, the flowers are blooming, and the petals are so delicate and blooming in the eyes.
He hugged her tightly into his arms, Song Qiyue felt the warmth, it was the warmth of the summer heat, should have felt too suffocating, but why there was such a moment of degeneration, thinking of drowning in this heat Never ask for help!
It seemed to be a drowning person, giving up the last struggle, just willing to drown to the bottom, even if he would never come back to life again!
In July, I love you.
It was his voice, faintly spreading in his ears.
Song Qiyue's whole body was still, and the stopped heartbeat slowly recovered. Faced with his embrace, her world continued to fall. The day seemed to be tilted again, tilted to the original position, those shouldn't be changed. She was so empty, her hand was trembling and stretched out, and the nascent desire was still so strong.
She actually wants to hug him, want to touch him, want to seize possession...
When he still couldn't sort out his thoughts, when he didn't know where to go, the hand had touched his clothes lightly.
But she couldn't, she couldn't, she couldn't hold it, so her fingers trembled and she couldn't really hold it!
"Let's go back to Jiangcheng and go back together, okay." He asked again.
He kept mumbling and asked "okay", and he asked her to give an answer.
After waiting for a long time, she refused to answer. He lowered his head inquiring, and he kissed her lips, his breathing was so hot, it was his breath that sprayed all over her ears and covered her lips.
"July." He called her name.
This is really a demonic barrier, so the sound came from the depths of her body and from the depths of her throat. She could hardly restrain it. It was the chest surging with enthusiasm, and it was his thoughts that were bewitched. His lips were lingering and warm, and the eyes she was watching slowly closed. Finally, his hand was gently covered, and her eyes were constricted, and she finally closed.
The soft kiss, like clouds, was very light and fluttering. It was the curtains of tulle flying faintly. It was he who was still chanting her name in his ear. The wind was so peaceful. The evening glow had faded. It was him. The kiss fell on her eyes, casting another layer of misty brilliance. At this moment, those right and wrong have changed far away, and they seem to have disappeared when the wind blows, so I forgot and can't take care of it, so I fell into a dream.
This dream was soft and beautiful, whether it was true or not, it made Song Qiyue not want to wake up.
...
Night came.
In the villa of the old house, the cake in the hall was still on the cart, but the candles on the cake had already burnt to the end.
On the sofa on the side, there was a constant buzzing and vibrating faintly, as if yelling for someone to answer it soon. But after all, there was no one, and there was silence in the hall.
Whenever people are quiet in the middle of the night, everything around you will be heard very clearly, the sound of the wind rustling, accompanied by the slight sound of dressing. The candlelight was burning in the attic, and it was Mo Zhengyan who put on his shirt. He didn't button the buttons immediately, but instead carried Song Qiyue who was asleep on the floor together with the blanket.
He took her out of the attic study, went down the stairs to the bedroom.
At this time, the servants in the old house had already returned, and Sister Lan had also returned with Shao Yu, but in the early hours of the morning, they had all fallen asleep, so they had always been quiet.
Mo Zhengyan hugged Song Qiyue to the bed, put her down gently, adjusted the pillow for her so that she could sleep well, and gently lifted the quilt to cover her. She fell asleep, quietly like a sleeping beauty. He looked at her for a while, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, and immediately changed his clothes.
On the bed, she was still asleep.
When he changed his clothes and turned back, she was still like a sleeping beauty. He walked over again and gently lifted the hair she was covering. In the dimly lit room, he silently called her to wake her up, but leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
"I will be back soon." He whispered, the voice disappeared, and the breath disappeared with it.
The pace was also far away, and after the door was closed, they were all gone.
Mo Zhengyan went downstairs, and the hall was still full of flowers. He stepped out of the hallway. Outside Qi Jian and He Sangsang waited for a long time. Qi Jian said, "Mr. Mo, the car is ready and you can go to the airport."
"Let's go." He raised his hand to put on his suit jacket, and walked calmly, as if embarking on a long journey.
The car drove away from the old house, it was midnight after twelve o'clock in the morning.
Everyone in the villa was asleep, and the whole city seemed to be asleep.
I can't hear it clearly, but it seems that I can feel the rotating shaft of the car's tires running over the ground. In the dark room, her eyes moved slightly, lying on this big bed, she curled herself up so tightly.
——Tomorrow is your birthday, but tomorrow I won’t be in Hong Kong and can’t stay with you, so I’ll pass it early.
Today is July 20th.
He was supposed to leave on the 19th to go abroad, but he stayed all night and left in a hurry in the early hours of the 20th today.
The candlelight of birthday, the blessing of birthday, the study in the attic, and the oath of the rose, circling in her mind like a whirl, the wave generally slapped her to the shore and rolled her into the sea.
The sea that night was really turbulent because of the wind.
On a hot summer day, the sea breeze at the pier is also hot, and by midnight, there is already no one. On one side of the pier, there are containers scattered in the distance, but a car is parked here. The car has been parked for a long time, and it hasn't been moved for a long time. It has probably been several hours, and it stopped before the evening until midnight.
The phone in the man’s hand kept dialing, and finally the echo from the other end was the answer from the female voice of the system, "Sorry, the user you dialed is turned off..."
No one answered one second before, and now it is finally turned off.
The sea breeze was gentle, but not too gentle, and it scraped the man's face, and he turned around to get in the car and leave.
When opening the car door, the line of sight glanced over, but he saw it. The car mini refrigerator on the rear car seat was still placed. He opened it and saw that it was a beautifully packaged gift box with English patterns on it. The English only shows a small part, which is the word "birthday".
The man closed the box, he finally got in the car and left the dock.
...
When I woke up the next day, the old house had resumed its usual pattern. Sister Lan accompanied Shao Yu, while the child was still asleep. Mr. Zhao prepared breakfast, but today he cooked the noodles. Mr. Zhao said, "Madam, happy birthday to you, Master ordered. Today's breakfast will prepare noodles for your longevity."
"Thank you." Song Qiyue thanked her.
After breakfast, when he left the old house, Song Qiyue saw the flowers in the hall, which were still being decorated. The whole hall was like a sea of flowers, with a charming fragrance.
Song Qiyue drove away by herself, charged the phone and turned it on, and found that there were countless missed calls, but they all came from the same number. These numbers, from the evening of last night, until the early morning or so, this ended. The car stopped at the traffic light. She held the phone still, and leaned her head on the back seat. She couldn't move her fingers and didn't know how to respond.
Back at Mo's company, as soon as I entered the department, I found the curious attention of the staff, probably because of the surprise that Mo Zhengyan came to pick her up yesterday, he was surprised and secretly guessed.
When Shao Fei saw her coming, he immediately served coffee, "Could you not be so high-profile?"
Song Qiyue looked at him, and Shao Fei was miserable, "You mean, how do you tell me to answer them? Just let the one in your family make it public! Anyway, you even have your son's hundred-day banquet!"
The banquets at that time were all wealthy businessmen and celebrities, well-known people in Hong Kong. For ordinary employees of the company, they were not eligible to be invited, and even high-level people did not come. The reason why they were able to attend was probably because they had a good personal relationship with Song Qiyue. But now, picking her up in this way is equivalent to semi-public.
"I know that you are thin-skinned, I will go to ask Mr. Mo for advice when I turn around." Shao Fei had already judged himself and retired.
The coffee is at hand, but Song Qiyue has no intention of tasting it.
The notebook was at hand. After sitting for a long time, she turned on the computer, and several more emails were sent in the mailbox.
--where are you
--What happened
——Xiao Qi, answer me!
Answer him, but how can she answer him? I don't even know it!
This day I was restless, and I couldn't calm down my whole heart this day. Until the evening came again, the mailbox sent an email again-Xiao Qi, I was waiting for you in the same place at night!
"No one will pick you up after get off work today, right?" Shao Fei came to the handover and asked by the way.
Song Qiyue just gave an "enhance", but she didn't get up, and Shao Fei spoke again, "Are you not leaving?"
"There is still a little work to be done."
"Then you get busy slowly, I'll go first."
"Go ahead."
The crowd dissipated, the busy day ended, and the building began to quiet. It was getting dark, but she had been sitting in this office for a long time without moving. I don’t know how long it took. The security guard came to inspect and found the light. He knocked on the door, "Manager Song, it's so late, haven't you left?"
Song Qiyue smiled at him, "I'm leaving now."
It's actually not too late, but it's about ten o'clock, but it's only ten o'clock.
Song Qiyue finally picked up her bag, she went downstairs, she took the car and drove out of the parking lot. The road sign ahead, she went all the way to the west of the city.
On the wharf in the west of the city, some lights flashed in the night, and the car drove smoothly to the old place, where it met.
Sitting in the car, Song Qiyue saw the car parked there from a distance, with the man leaning on the front of the car. He didn't smoke, just looked at the sea, and after noticing her arrival, he looked sideways at her.
Song Qiyue got out of the car, she carried her notebook and walked over to the man.
The man waited for her, and the two faced each other. He stared at her silently, and she said, "I'm sorry, I missed the appointment yesterday."
"I thought something happened to you."
"No."
"Why don't you reply?" the man asked.
Looking at his eyes, the sound of the waves beating in his ears, beating so clearly, as if beating her heart, as if the ship was just touching the shore but hitting a rock again, beating in such a mess. heart. After a long time, the man said again, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, Xiao Qi, give me things."
He asked for her, standing upright in the sky, Song Qiyue looked at him, her eyes flushed suddenly, and her eye sockets seemed to have been cut by the harsh wind, that's why they were so red!
"Little Qi!" He yelled.
"I'm sorry." She tremblingly responded, but it was an apology.
In apologizing, she bent her knees and knelt down in front of him, "I'm sorry, I can't!"
"Are you going to be stupid! What are you going to do now!"
Faced with his questioning, the anger was as shocking as the sky, and she was so sad and helpless. She apologized over and over again, but even knew that she was too insignificant, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He stood in front of her, and she whispered, "I want to leave here, I want to leave."
The waves followed by waves. There was no other sound on the dock in the night, only the man and the woman in that side of the world, and the woman kneeling in front of the man.
...
Mo Zhengyan left for many days, and the end of the month was all the July of this summer, but it was still the same in midsummer. It was the third day after Mo Zhengyan left. The phone from Bona called Song Qiyue. It was Cheng Qingning who called, "Manager Song, the contract has been sent, please sign it."
"Received will be processed as soon as possible." Song Qiyue replied.
"By the way, there is a private matter to tell you that my treatment has ended and Dr. Kent has returned to the United States." Cheng Qingning said, "I am very grateful to him, and of course thank you."
The words of thanks have already been said once, but at this moment, Song Qiyue froze.
"Nothing else, goodbye." She smiled and the call was over.
In fact, Song Qiyue was not surprised by Kent's departure, but she didn't expect that he would have already left so suddenly. Not long after Kent left, Fang Yang contacted her and talked about Kent. After talking about Kent a few days ago, I planned to invite him to get together again, so I thought I could call Shang Qiyue together. . But who knows, Kent refused.
"Probably rushing back to work, that's why I left in such a hurry." Fang Yang smiled.
"Probably." Song Qiyue replied softly.
"We can only meet again next time, waiting to go to the United States, or he comes to Hong Kong." Fang Yang smiled again.
Since then, Hong Kong City has been so empty and empty, except for Shao Fei and her son, there are no others around her. There is another, there is a person who has never returned, he is still far away.
On the 31st of July, that was the eleventh day when Mo Zhengyan left.
It was a very ordinary day. It was Wednesday. There was a meeting in the morning, and everything was working as usual, step by step. A moment ago, Shao Fei was still asking her which meal to order at noon. Song Qiyue was also thinking about which one to order. The phone suddenly rang and asked her to raise her eyebrows to remind her, "Feier, your call. "
Shao Fei glanced at it, but he didn't want to answer, even more so, he turned off.
Seeing this, Song Qiyue also guessed who's calling, she couldn't help saying, "Everyone says women love to take Joe, I think men love to take Joe, I advise you not to regret it. Whenever she waits, she really ignores it. You, you can’t find a place to cry!"
"It's you who can't find a place to cry!" He immediately dismissed her, the two swords frowned together, still looking like this regardless.
Song Qiyue sighed, her voice softened, "Hurry up and call her back, don't let her wait."
"I see, women are in trouble." Shao Fei was unwilling, but still turned around and left the office to call back.
But at this moment, I received a call from Bonafang. It was Secretary Xie, a close friend of Li Chengyi. Secretary Xie said over there, "Manager Song, I'm sorry, because the fund account of Helongyuan Zhonghe Company is out. There are some questions, so this afternoon’s meeting cannot be held as scheduled. President Li specifically asked me to let you know."
Song Qiyue still wanted to inquire, but the other party stopped telling the details, only saying that Mr. Li would contact again and so ended!
It is unclear what the situation is. Until the afternoon, Mo Baiyao's secretary arrived, and the other party came to invite her, "Manager Song, Yao always invites you to come over."
At this time, Mo Zhengyan was not in the country and the affairs were handled by Mo Baiyao. Song Qiyue thought it must be for Bona's business. When she came to Mo Boyao and confronted him, she was surprised by what she learned.
Mo Boyao said, "Just now the police station contacted the company, and there were some problems with Bona. You are responsible for the project here at Mo's. Manager Song, you go to the police station and cooperate with the police, so that you can understand the situation as soon as possible. "
"When you arrive at the police station, you find Superintendent Wei and go now." Mo Baiyao almost ordered.
Song Qiyue had to go to the police station because of difficulties, and when she found Superintendent Wei, she went to the interrogation room.
The Superintendent Wei introduced himself, "I am the Superintendent of the Commercial Crime Investigation Bureau. My surname is Wei, Miss Song, hello."
Commercial Crime Bureau!
"Hello, Superintendent Wei, I want to know what happened?" Song Qiyue asked blankly.
Superintendent Wei said, "The project that Mo's Jiuyuan cooperated with Bona has lost its initial funds and was swept away. Therefore, regarding this matter, please come to the police station to cooperate with the investigation!"
Money is missing? Was swept away? how can that be? How can this be!