"However, there are still some changes here in Hong Kong City. For example, the roses in the garden were not there before. Now the husband will come every week when he is free, and take care of himself with the young master." Steward Cao said again, "You When I was there before, didn’t it mean that there was space in the yard?"
As Steward Cao said, Song Qiyue must be holding the teacup. She had also complained to Steward Cao about the monotony of the garden, but at this moment, all of this suddenly became a heavy shackle.
"It's not free now." Steward Cao asked with a smile, and Song Qiyue slowly raised the corner of her mouth, only to smile back.
"What are you talking about?" Mo Zhengyan's voice rang in the back, and he had already answered the phone and turned back.
Song Qiyue looked up and saw him approaching.
Steward Cao turned to look at him, "Sir, the furnishings have not changed while talking with the young lady. Miss Song said that things should be replaced with new ones when they are old."
The words of Steward Cao stopped, and he didn't say too much. He said again, "I'm going to prepare dinner." After that, he smiled and walked away.
Mo Zhengyan walked to the chair and sat down and poured a cup of tea. He suddenly asked in a low voice, "He offended you?"
She looked at him unknownly, and Mo Zhengyan said, "Chu Xiaoxin."
"He's going to give you a small report?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile, "It really doesn't look like President Chu's style."
"You can feel the thickness of the paper. He is just surprised at this point." Mo Zhengyan said.
"I can only say that my hands are sharper."
"Really." He asked with a smile, "You are looking for faults like this, maybe it's because he had a crush on me back then."
That was really a joke back then, who would take it seriously? Song Qiyue said, "As far as I know, President Chu has a normal sexual orientation."
"Where did you know?" Mo Zhengyan asked, "Every time he went out before, he was a bachelor."
"There are some things that I can't hide. President Chu is also one of the best in the circle, but it is hidden."
"You pay attention to his movements so much, maybe you have a crush on him now." His logical thinking is simply jumping outrageous.
"Everyone in the circle knows that I don't need to pay attention at all."
"People in the circle only said that he was out of fame, and he needed to socialize in public. It was inevitable, but in private, which woman did you see him walking with?" He was referring to every time when he went out to parties that year. The laughter came alone.
"It doesn't mean that I haven't seen it. There are some things that I only know." Song Qiyue's smile quietly became cold, and she refused to talk about it. "But this is also President Chu's personal matter, and I can't talk more about it. It's not good. ."
Mo Zhengyan did not continue to talk about Chu Xiaoxin. After tasting the chewing tea, his lazy voice sounded again, "You just said that you think the things here are old, should they be replaced?"
At this moment, the two of them are sitting in this room. It used to be the world of two of them. The huge room was originally a space for relaxation, but now it is also like a negotiation field.
"That's what I said." Song Qiyue replied.
"You weren't like that before, you don't want to throw things away when they are old." Mo Zhengyan looked at her and said.
"It used to be before, now is now. Those old things can be given to those in need. Anyway, the things in this mansion are very extravagant for ordinary people." Song Qiyue said the truth, even if it is. It is old, but the price is there, and it hasn't been damaged.
"What are you doing so eagerly for me to change to a new one?" Mo Zhengyan asked back.
"If you don't want to change, there is nothing, I just said it casually."
"You are afraid." He said suddenly, like a stone thrown into the middle of the lake.
Song Qiyue raised her eyes, "I'm afraid of anything."
He said faintly, "This table, this chair, you used to sit here drinking tea and reading. That reclining chair, you like to lie there in winter. You have to wrap your blanket around your body, and you won’t lie down all day. There is also the bookcase there, filled with the crafts you brought back..."
He enumerated everything in all the rooms, like one by one, turning over to Song Qiyue. He was still saying, "The paintings in the corridor were arranged and arranged again by you."
From the room to the cloister, from the cloister to the entire living room.
Finally, his gaze was certain, "There is also that bedroom and that bed. We used to sleep here every day and did many things."
He was insinuating and dyed his words scarlet, Song Qiyue condensed her eyes, and she smiled, "Even so, so what, what is there to be afraid of."
"Of course you are afraid." Mo Zhengyan responded, "You are afraid that when you see these, you will think of the past. Thinking of how you were with me every day in the past. Thinking of your former self, how naive and stupid you are, and you The hatred towards me will grow more and more, and the more profound you will remember."
"While you hate me, you find that you still have a little nostalgia. In fact, you miss me and you are still thinking about me." He is like a soldier pressing on every step, trying to force people into the gorge without advancing or retreating, unless She disarmed and surrendered, otherwise he would not give up. He looked into her eyes and said, "You always think of me!"
"I don’t know, the dignified Mo family’s older and younger ones have delusions. Could it be that you have studied psychology in the past two years, so you are so neurotic, delusional about things that are simply not possible, but still paranoid Instill these definitions into the other party." Song Qiyue smiled back to him.
In the next second, her counterattack began, "Don't you mention the past once or twice, but I have to admit that I have always thought of you. I have not forgotten you. What about your purpose?"
"Do you want to take the opportunity to ridicule and ridicule by the way, or to win some linguistic victories to make you happy? If so, then I want to say, Mr. Mo, Young Master Mo, you are really not ordinary naive." Song Qiyue Leng Ao He replied to him, and his words were equally sharp and sharp.
Suddenly it calmed down. The fragrance of tea was scattered and curled up. Song Qiyue's solemn gaze suddenly tightened. Just because he saw his smile, the smile seemed sad and empty, and he read a trace of sadness. But how is this possible
He smiled slightly, looked at her and said, "I haven't thought about it this way, nor did I want to beat you. I just want to tell you that nothing has changed here, it's the same as before."
In a moment of gaze, Song Qiyue woke up, she replied, "I have seen that this Mo mansion has not changed at all, it is still the property of the Mo family."
The mansions that have not changed, everything that has not changed, they have not changed, and their opposing identities have not changed.
"Mom! Can you help me get the towel?" The child shouted, and Song Qiyue got up and walked to the bathroom.
Shao Yu took a shower and put on clean clothes, and his whole body was refreshed. Song Qiyue also washed his face and tidyed himself up.
When it was time for dinner here, Steward Cao prepared a table of dishes, but he was so kind, but coupled with his son's invitation, Song Qiyue did not leave and stayed in the mansion for dinner. During the meal, Butler Cao was waiting by him. He asked, "Miss, these dishes are all your favorites. Can you see if you want to eat? You can make them now."
Song Qiyue saw that they were the ones she loved to eat in the past, and even Steward Cao still remembered them.
"Uncle housekeeper, how do you know what your mother likes to eat?" Shao Yu asked curiously.
Steward Cao said, "Because Miss lived here before."
"Did Mom live here before?" The child became even more curious. Song Qiyue nodded, and Shao Yu said again, "When?"
"When you were a baby." Song Qiyue replied, and she smiled, "Okay, let's eat."
Shao Yu still had a lot of questions before he had time to ask, so he no longer rushed to ask, and hurried to eat first. At this table, the three of them were dining together. Butler Cao was watching. For an instant, he only thought it was a return to the past. At that time, the husband and wife were still living here, and the young master was still young, pushing a stroller and sitting aside. It's just that, the young master has grown up.
Steward Cao looked at Mr. again and saw that Mo Zhengyan ate silently, but he, who has not always eaten much, is eating very slowly today and has a good appetite.
After dinner, Shao Yu started to ask again, "Mom, when I was a baby, you lived here, which room did you live in?"
"It's the room where you took a shower just now."
"Here, every time Dad and I come back, sometimes we will live here. Dad always sleeps in that room." The child said, "Then mom, why don't you live here now?"
"Because my mother is very busy at work, the hotel she lives in is closer to the company." Song Qiyue replied with a smile.
"Why don't you live here when you are not going to work that weekend?" The child asked again, one question after another, which caught people off guard.
"Because..." Song Qiyue thought about it, but couldn't find a suitable reason.
Instead, Mo Zhengyan opened his mouth, "Because my mother sometimes has to work overtime, and when she is not working overtime, she is too tired and wants to sleep, so it is not convenient to come over."
"Oh." The child understood, he said, "Then when will my mother be on vacation and not going to work, can I live here?"
Song Qiyue could only be silent and nodded softly. Shao Yu smiled immediately. Looking at the child's smiling face, she only felt uneasy, as if she had cheated. She changed the subject and smiled and asked, "Shao Yu, let's see if the flowers for the teacher are all tied up?"
Take out all the pruned flowers in the garden, accompany Shao Yu, stack the flowers one by one, and tie them together with ribbons. The two teachers are both small in one bunch, while the other one has as many as ten, holding a large bunch of flowers.
"Is such a big bunch of flowers given to Teacher Ru?" Song Qiyue asked.
"Yes!" Shao Yu nodded, "Will the teacher be happy to see it?"
"Yes." Song Qiyue said with a smile, while Mo Zhengyan said by the side, "A woman will be happy when she receives flowers."
"Why?" Shao Yu asked, and Mo Zhengyan said, "Because women like flowers."
"Okay." The child didn't understand the reason, anyway he accepted it.
The bouquets are arranged here, and it’s a bit late. Song Qiyue also wants to go back, "Shao Yu, mom should go back, and you should go home to sleep."
"Send you along the way." Mo Zhengyan said.
Today I came by taxi and didn't drive. Song Qiyue let him drive to see him off. When he got to the roadside of the hotel, Song Qiyue was about to get out of the car, but the child chased her out and called her, "Mom!"
When Song Qiyue turned around, she saw her son walking behind her with her hands on her back. She was curious, and saw him take out his hand. A rose was placed in front of her, "Give it to you!"
It was a crimson rose blooming in front of her eyes, Song Qiyue took it, and Shao Yu smiled and said, "This is the most beautiful one for my mother!"
Song Qiyue kissed her son's face, "Mom likes it very much."
Back to the hotel, Song Qiyue found a glass, shortened the flower branches, and placed it in the glass. Looking at the crimson rose, Song Qiyue suddenly thought that the rose he had seen before was not in the glass, but in the vase.
That rose made Song Qiyue think of that person's words, which was his vow-like confession.
Song Qiyue immediately got up, as if to escape the memory, she took a cigarette and smoked quietly.
At Mo's house, Shao Yu's return naturally made the quiet house lively. Everyone saw the flowers brought home by the little guy, which aroused everyone's surprise. Madam Mo asked, "Shao Yu, why are there so many flowers?"
"Because it is Teacher's Day, I want to send flowers to the teacher." The child replied.
It turns out that this is the case. Everyone understands, Mo Zhengyan said, "Shao Yu, it's not early, and it's time to go to bed after playing for a while. Dad will come to check at nine o'clock."
"Okay." The child answered, still staying in the hall to talk to Mrs. Mo.
"What did you do when you went out with your mother today?" Madam Mo asked again.
"My mother took me to practice piano, and then I went to the hotel where my mother was staying. We had a meal together. After waking up in the afternoon, my mother took me to the flower shop." The child remembered very clearly.
"flower shop?"
"I was going to the flower shop to buy flowers, but I don't think the flowers in the mansion are as beautiful."
"So you took your mother to the mansion?" Madam Mo was surprised again.
"Yeah, my mother said she wanted to see it, so I took my mother there." Shao Yu said with a smile, "Grandma, it turns out that my mother likes rose flowers, as much as I and my father!"
At this moment, the rose flower caught Madam Mo’s eyes, and suddenly it seemed that he suddenly understood why Mo Zhengyan had become obsessed with planting roses in the past few years, and why other mansions have been renovated in recent years, but only in Hong Kong City. The mansion still maintains the same appearance, even if it is outdated, it is not willing to change it.
In an instant, everything seemed to be sorted out clearly, and Madam Mo looked at the child's smiling face, and she was even more sure.
"Sister Jiang." Madam Mo shouted.
"Yes." Sister Jiang was listening, and Madam Mo said, "Ask her out for me."
...
"Beep—" The hotel phone rang, Song Qiyue went to answer the call, and the lady at the front desk reported, "Hello, Ms. Song, there is a call here, from a lady surnamed Mo, may I ask you? Do you want to connect."
Ms. Mo
Song Qiyue thought of Madam Mo immediately, and she replied, "Please help me in."
Immediately, the call was connected, but it was not Mrs. Mo, but Sister Jiang. Sister Jiang said, "Madam, I'm Sister Jiang."
"Sister Jiang." Song Qiyue answered.
"Madam would like to invite you to meet, but I don't know when you will be free." She told her what she wanted, and Song Qiyue did not refuse, "I will be free today."
In the afternoon, Song Qiyue arrived early for the Tea House in Yuchayuan. Compared to the past, the first time I met Madam Mo here, Madam Mo arrived early, and the next time I met, it was also Madam Mo who arrived first. Today, Song Qiyue came early.
When Mrs. Mo arrived, Song Qiyue was meditating.
Behind the screen, Madam Mo flashed in with the figure of Sister Jiang, and Song Qiyue opened her eyes. After that, Mrs. Mo sat down, while Sister Jiang retreated outside the screen. The tea waiter in this room made another pot of tea. The whole process was complete and smooth. The two of them sat quietly without saying a word.
Song Qiyue looked at Madam Mo. This noble and elegant lady was still the same as before, but the years had added a few wrinkles to the corners of her eyes.
Madam Mo also looked at Song Qiyue, she was quietly in front of her, more dignified and stable than before, but in this calmness, it seemed that something was missing.
When the tea was finally made, the tea waiter bowed and left the table, and the two men in the box knelt and sat face to face. The two picked up the tea cups at the same time, tasting the action in unison, to show respect for the tea ceremony, there is no difference in the slightest, so consistent. After putting down the teacup, his eyes opened relatively.
"I'm late." Madam Mo said.
"No, I came early." Song Qiyue replied, "Nothing happened on the weekend, so it was early."
Madam Mo looked at her and said, "I haven't seen you for more than two years, and your appearance has not changed at all."
"You are the same as before." Song Qiyue replied.
This kind of conversation is so rusty that it’s like a question-and-answer communication. The atmosphere is so solemn, and their identities are not embarrassing. Thinking of Song Qiyue’s relationship with the Mo family, Mrs. Mo also doesn’t know how to speak, but Song However, July said again, "In the past two years, I have not been here. Thanks to you for taking care of Shao Yu, thank you."
Her sudden thanks made Madam Mo stunned. She was really unprepared and thought it would be like a rattling sword, but who expected her to thank you, but it made Madam Mo's heart quiet.
Madam Mo said, "I didn't do anything."
"Before I returned to Hong Kong City, I was thinking what Shao Yu would be like, whether he was thin or fat, and how tall he was. But I have always believed that you will take good care of him, and I have never worried. Back to Hong Kong City Later, when I saw Shao Yu, I confirmed my own thoughts more." Song Qiyue said softly, mentioning everything he saw and felt after returning.
“I’ve been to Shaoyu’s school before and saw you come to pick him up from school every day and take him to play in the small park. I know that you really love him. Thank you for staying with him every day and taking care of him. Thank you also for teaching him how to learn piano and personally choosing a school for Shao Yu."
"Shao Yu also told me a lot about you. Thank you. If you were not by his side, he would not be so polite and sensible, nor so obedient and so well-behaved." Song Qiyue remembered when his son mentioned Mrs. Mo Every time the "grandma said" in her mouth, she still remembered her.
Song Qiyue couldn't tell all of this in words, so she could only say, "Thank you."
There is one thing that is interlinked between women, especially women who have given birth to children. The kind of maternal love that has no borders and no sin at all, it is a complete understanding and understanding, so at this moment, although there is no explanation between Song Qiyue and Mrs. Mo , But it is clear in my heart.
Madam Mo listened to her thanks and looked at her calm and peaceful face. She was relieved and moved a little, "Shao Yu is my grandson and my child, so you don't need to thank me."
"Moreover, there are some things that you may not know." Madam Mo said again.
Song Qiyue was a little confused in her eyes, and Madam Mo continued, "I will go to school to pick up Shao Yu from school, but only if Zheng Yan is not available. As long as he has time, he will go in person, or even bring him. Take the child to the company."
"It was accidental that Shao Yu could play the piano. On that day, he rarely played the piano. Just as Shao Yu could walk, he suddenly stood up and walked to his side. From then on, he took Shao Yu to learn together. Piano. Until Shao Yu got older, he invited a piano teacher to take him to piano lessons every week."
"I asked him why he didn't invite a private tutor to come home. After all, Mo's family is not without money. But he said that he hoped that Shao Yu could have more exposure to the outside world, so he went to art school. Because of his persistence, I went I chose the school."
Mrs. Mo slowly told the past, Song Qiyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Mrs. Mo said again, "As for the kindergarten now, I didn't agree at first."
"I hope that Shao Yu can go to an international kindergarten, which is safer and more reliable, and the teaching staff will be more superior. However, he said that he does not need those famous schools, but only wants Shao Yu to grow up in a normal atmosphere. Chuntian Kindergarten, it is him Personally selected."
"But now it seems that his choice is right." Mrs. Mo smiled and said, "Although this kindergarten is not a big school, it is not a famous school, but the teachers are very good, Shao Yu has always been very happy at school. Sometimes. I also wonder if my concept is wrong, maybe simpler is better for children."
Song Qiyue listened, she was silent.
"Actually, I was really surprised when you came back this time. You left that year, and I thought you would never come back again in this life." Madam Mo's voice rang softly again, leading into that dark day." After all, you didn’t even want children back then."
"But I know, and I also understand that when people arrive at that time, there are too many last resorts and too many unable to be on their own. Sometimes they can't be decided by their own thoughts. Too many choices are caused by various factors. No matter everything Who was wrong and who was right? I think you gave up Shaoyu at the time. You must not really think so in your heart." Madam Mo's voice made time freeze.
"In the past two years, I have also thought about whether you will come back. In the first year, the hope is bigger. In the second year, I don't think so much. In the third year, it seems that I won't think about it anymore."
"I don't think you will come back again, everyone said that, you will not come back again."
There was clearly no wind, but Song Qiyue's eyes felt the astringent meaning. At this moment, she wanted a safe haven so that her memories could avoid the wind.
Mrs. Mo said, "However, he has been waiting."
Song Qiyue looked at Madam Mo, and she said, "He has been waiting for you and waiting for you to come back."