Don’t Turn from Summer

Winter in Beijing is much colder than in Lin, and the snow is half a foot thick. In the evening, it was dark like a deep hole. Mu Hanxia walked downstairs facing the wind, said goodbye to a few colleagues, and walked towards Lin Mochen's home.

On the apparel business side, she also needs to represent Lin Mochen, who often comes to communicate and care. This time she was obedient and lived in his house temporarily. But of course he did not sleep in his master bedroom, but lived in the guest room.

It actually feels a little strange. Looking at his large empty house, it was clear that there was a simple and cold temperament everywhere, but there were traces of his life everywhere. A row of shirts in the closet, razors in the bathroom, men's perfume, and a light gray blanket on the sofa. Was it the one he put on when he felt cold at home?

There will also be some hearts and minds. Imagine if the two returned to Beijing in the future, as he said, living together in this house. That day and night get along without looking up. That must be a very close relationship.

With him, cohabitation, inexpressible relationship. Think about what made her wanting.

She was sitting in his dark black leather sofa, with a blanket over her body, carrying a bento bought downstairs, and smiling slightly while eating.

In fact, the relationship between Lin Mochen and her is really not so strong. The night he confessed to her really made her feel affectionate and irresistible. But in work and life, he still looks calm and rational. If work is necessary, he will still arrange her to come to Beijing for a business trip. He wouldn't be too impulsive or inseparable from her. His enthusiasm for her was more manifested in the dead of night, when they were alone. Let her see his tenderness and strength, and see his depressed man *.

This feeling is really faint, it seems that there has been no way to release it particularly vividly. Because gather less and leave more, because of his methodical restraint. But Mu Hanxia looked back and thought, isn't he also this kind of person? They are already very tacit business partners, and even if they cannot restrain each other later, they will have a common tacit understanding and reason.

She thought maybe their relationship was not deep and strong. She knew their feelings and was always disturbed by many things. But like Lin Mochen, she believes that this situation is only temporary. After going through this period, the overall situation of the cause is set, and their love will develop very well.

And who said that in such a winter night, the affection in their hearts did not breed silently?

If you want Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive. Lin Mochen's phone came.

Mu Hanxia stood up, went to the window, and looked at the vast city, the heavy snow falling.

"Hey." She laughed before she said, "Is something wrong?"

His voice seemed to have the wet and cold breath of Lin City: "Well. The plot B in Cao Dasheng's hand was obtained."

Mu Hanxia was quiet for a few seconds, and her eyebrows smiled.

"Congratulations."

"When are you coming back?"

"It's a few days. I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Okay." His voice was slowly lazy. Mu Hanxia could almost imagine that he was sitting on the sofa in the room, looking at the clear night scene outside the window.

"This plot is larger than the plot A. There is a small plot in the northwest corner, and the scenery is the best." He said, "I plan to circle it out and keep it for a small villa."

Mu Hanxia: "Oh, okay."

He was silent for a while and said, "Where will we live together in the future?"

In the heart of Mu Hanxia, ​​there was a burst of warm current, and the invasion never happened. She was never a person who shed tears easily. At this moment listening to his calm words, her eyes suddenly turned red. Xu is because of the grievances of separation, Xu is because of the loneliness of the cold night, and perhaps, it is the promise of having a home.

What does he and she, like these two, look forward to at home?

She whispered, "I have to think about it then."

Lin Mochen laughed in a low voice, a determined attitude.

Mu Hanxia could not help but smiled.

"come back earlier."

"Um. Mochen ... I miss you."

Lin Mochen, 26, was sitting in a high-rise building in the city center of the southwestern prosperous city, and the tie on his shirt had not been untied. He looked up at the drizzle and the misty night falling out of the window, with a smile on his face.

"I miss you too."

——

At work the next day, Mu Hanxia received a call from the old side again.

He brought good news: "Xiao Mu, you looked at your application materials and said that it is okay. However, a written test and a video interview are also scheduled, and the time is tight. I will arrange it tomorrow. What do you think?"

Mu Hanxia was nervous and excited, of course he said yes. Since the old lady greeted her, she has been taking time to review English and some courses. When she stayed in Beijing, she spent a lot of time in this area.

Lao Fang told her some precautions and hung up.

Mu Hanxia sat quietly for a while. The first thing that came to her mind was not whether she was admitted or not, but now that she had an eyebrow, she should tell Lin Mochen. Thinking of his words last night, I felt sweet and permeated deeply.

What if ... he couldn't let go of his business, and he was reluctant to let her go abroad? It's not that she hasn't thought about this problem. In fact, she really has a hard time choosing this situation.

She has always been a decisive person, and the thought came to her mind: then follow her heart.

Where is her heart?

Although school is important, she is so eager to make a comeback in life.

But was she willing to leave him?

She didn't want to leave him. Don't want to leave this man.

However, thinking about it, how could the situation be so serious? How calm and rational he is, he may even support her going abroad than her. Moreover, he is so shy now that he could not go abroad, and the two flew back and forth every month, which is not unaffordable.

Mu Hanxia decided to call him after returning home from work tonight.

——

Lin Mochen's cell phone rang more than ten o'clock this evening.

He had returned to the hotel and sat on the sofa reading a magazine. The development of Block B has also begun. The site a, which is in cooperation with Rongyue, has also entered the main construction phase. The big picture is set, but he is more relaxed than the previous paragraph.

The phone rang and he smiled slightly. Take a look, but did not pick up immediately.

It wasn't her who called, it was Sun Zhi.

Sun Zhi rarely called his boss at such times.

Unless, 100,000 is in a hurry.

It was dark outside the window. The starlight was hidden, and the cold wind brought fine snow. Lin Mochen held the phone, stared for a few seconds, dropped the magazine in his hand, and picked it up.

——

Mu Hanxia has a lot of things today. But she guessed that he should not be asleep, and today, she must tell him that she did not want to hide in her heart.

She actually figured it out. He is willing or willing to let go. Either gentle or strong. As long as two people face each other frankly, that's fine.

As soon as he got home, he got into his bed and then nested on the sofa and called him.

`` Beep--beep--beep--beep-- ''

Passed, but no one answered.

Mu Han Xia Yi Yi. It stands to reason that at this point in time, he should be busy with anything. And he has always been energetic. At this time, he must not have slept.

Why don't you answer the phone?

She thought about it and called the landline in his hotel room again.

Still no answer.

Is there something urgent to do?

Mu Hanxia thought so, first went to wash, change clothes, and then lay on the bed.

It's almost twelve in the night.

She lay down for a while, then suddenly got up again, called his cell phone, called his landline, but no one answered. She lost her mind and called Sun Zhi again, but no one answered.

Mu Hanxia sat for a while, looked up, but saw the blurry starlight covered by the clouds outside the window.