CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Seeing Dou Dou's serious look, Ning Jiwei put the teacup down on the tea table, stretched his right leg and resumed his normal sitting posture.

He leaned over to take the envelope and found that there was only a piece of sketch paper in it.

Ning Jiwei frowned slightly and slowly unfolded the white paper, but his expression changed suddenly when he saw the person in the picture.

Mo Jue nearby was surprised to see him like this.

Ning Jiwei is always happy and angry when something happens. He says that his face remains unchanged when Mount Tai collapses. That's proper realism.

He must have seen something very unexpected to make his mood rise and fall like this.

"What's the matter?" Mo Jue smiled and joked with him. "Is it possible that Dou Ge sent you some peerless masterpiece that makes you fall in love at first sight?"

Ning Jiwei looked at him, which made Mo Jue's heart jump suddenly, like a feeling in the dark.

Ning Jiwei shook his head slowly and handed the sketch to him.

"It won't make me fall in love at first sight, but it's probably hard for you not to be moved." he sighed.

Impress him?

Mo Jue picked his eyebrow and took it: "what you said, it's hard to impress me..."

His words stopped abruptly while his eyes shifted to the sketch.

The smile on the corner of the mouth was still there, but it was frozen there for a moment. The complex emotions in the eyes flashed one by one, and finally became silent. Only the heavy heartache was engraved in the eyes and dyed the bottom of the eyes red.

Very simple sketch, pencil drawing.

But the painter obviously knows the people in the painting very well. Every frown and smile outline it very vividly. Even the pride in the man's eyes jumped on the paper.

How long has it been since he saw her?

Talilina.

……

A thin sketch is like a spell that sets Mo Jue's body.

He kept this posture for a long time and didn't move. He even breathed very slowly.

It seems that the person in the picture is afraid that a little bigger noise will disturb her and make her disappear.

The portrait was heavily stressed on his brain nerve, and the heart wall sealed with a thick layer of cement was suddenly cracked.

Then, the deep feelings gushed out and filled his whole chest, making him almost forget to breathe.

Mo Jue was stunned and looked at the sketch in his hand. He allowed his memory to be turbulent like a mountain collapse and tsunami, but there was no expression on his face.

Dou Dou opened his mouth to call him, but Ning Jiwei shook his head invisibly and motioned him to give Mo Jue more time.

He knows better than anyone the pain of losing my love forever.

When Jian Haixi's life and death were unknown, he held her countless times and went to the yellow spring with her.

She wants to destroy everything that hurts her, including the world, all the time.

Mo Jue has never mentioned talilina in recent years, but they all know that not mentioning doesn't mean forgetting.

On the contrary, I remember too much.

After a long time, Mo Jue burst out with a low smile.

"Oh, who's looking for death?"

His voice was low, not angry, and his tone did not improve. He was calm as if he was saying that the weather was very good today.

But at this moment, Ning Jiwei and Dou Dou seemed to hear the voice of death.

They know that Mo Jue is really angry.

No one, and he would never allow anyone to disturb talilina's peace in such an absurd way after her death so long.

The offender will die.

"The signature in the lower right corner should be the painter himself." Ning Jiwei said.

Mo Jue looked at the lower right corner, where the black trace faintly wrote a string of English letters - "younkins".

"We have checked all the people who may have intersection with talilina and asked ARJO. No one has heard of this person, maybe it's just a pseudonym," Dou Dou replied.

"Don't say anything else, but this man named 'eukins' definitely exists." Ning Jiwei said quietly, "Haixi and Zhixu found Tan Tian's relics, which also had the mark left by eukins."

Dou Dou was stunned. Unexpectedly, in addition to talilina, even Qin Tian had something to do with eukins.

Mo Jue has been staring at the painting. Behind the figure is a common wishing fountain in foreign squares. Three little angels with halos on their heads face three sides. There is water pouring out of their little hands, and there is also a circle of small fountain water column pouring under their feet.

Benches are scattered around, and tall broad-leaved trees are painted in the distance. A few strokes also draw the fallen leaves on the ground.

The feelings of the painters pour on the people in the painting. These buildings around are simple strokes, which can only roughly see the shape, but not detailed.

"Where is this place?" Mo Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Dou Dou.

Dou Dou shook his head: "the second brother has been checking, but there are no beautiful buildings here. There are too many similar places, so we can only find them one by one."

"You can ask Yiyi and Shazhi to help with this," Ning Jiwei thought for a moment. "Just find something for the children to do, so as to save them from stirring up other tricks."

With the ability of Jian Yi and Shazhi, we can definitely help in this matter.

Mo Jue nodded and didn't talk much.

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In the afternoon, after discussing things with Ning Jiwei and Dou Dou, Mo Jue went out and got into his car. He sat quietly in the car for a long time, and the sketch lay quietly in the left pocket in front of his chest.

He raised his hand slightly and reached into his pocket, but finally he didn't take out the picture again.

He didn't want or need to borrow other people's pen and ink to remember her face.

Stepping on the accelerator, Mo Jue put his hands on the steering wheel and drove in the direction of home.

The setting sun slants to the West and the sunset is half hung.

The western sky is still crimson, but the East is gradually blue.

Mo Jue parked his car in the distance, got off and walked slowly to the tombstone.

He doesn't come here often. Only when he really misses her will he come here and sit quietly for a long time.

I don't know whether to accompany her or want her to accompany myself.

In front of the tombstone, the bunch of white roses was still there. After a day of wind and sun, they had lost their vitality at this time.

Mo Jue looked at it with a cold look in his eyes, like a cold spring surging.

Sure enough, someone came.

He tightened his lip liner, gave a cold hum and kicked the bunch of flowers far away.

Those who make things under her banner are not worthy to send flowers to her.

From bottom to top, the sight finally stops on the footprints on the top of the stone tablet.

Looking at the arrogant footprints, Mo Jue's eyebrows twisted out a deep word of Sichuan.

For a long time, he took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, raised his hand, rolled up one sleeve and came forward to wipe it gently.

In the whole process, his eyes focused as if there was only such a small corner in the world, and his actions were gentle as if he was afraid that a little heavier would wake up the sleeping people under him.

"Sorry, let those smelly cockroaches disturb your cleanliness."

He whispered.

"Let me see you."

For a moment, the night wind blew and the rustling sound sounded again.

But this time, it sounds like a crisp laugh, some gentle and some happy.

Hello, I miss you very much.

Mo Jue said silently at the bottom of his heart.

At the moment of seeing her portrait, he heard the noisy thoughts at the bottom of his heart.

Never dare to admit, because I'm afraid to admit, I can't endure the long night and loneliness.

Hey, I miss you very much.

Did you hear that?

I don't know how long later, dark blue covered the sky, and night slowly fell on the city.

Mo Jue seemed not to feel the passage of time. He only stared at the quiet tombstone in front of him, slowly came forward, bent over and hugged it.

Cold into his arms, as if the man would never answer his words again.