Don’t Turn from Summer

Early in the morning, the mist did not clear. Mu Hanxia, ​​wearing a mask and a sportswear, went downstairs. There was a touch of soft golden light on the horizon, and the ground was still bleak.

Years of running have become a habit, and her pace is very even and powerful. She ran out of the community, running along the high-rise buildings of China World Trade Center, and along the small square. Mood is also the most peaceful and joyful moment of the day.

Just then, she saw the man across the road.

He was wearing a dark gray sweatshirt and black sneakers. A look is brand new. Without a mask, you can't run too fast. His face slowly emerged from the mist, and the moment he stared with four eyes, his eyes remained calm as usual.

Mu Hanxia ran past him.

"Early," he said.

Mu Hanxia: "Early."

The two passed by.

Mu Hanxia understood that Lin Mochen was a man who planned and moved, and had many means. He used this set on the love field, and it turned out to be indomitable and leak-free. But knowing that he had met on purpose, she still couldn't help remembering the past with him.

Remembering the short days when she lived together, she would still go running every morning, he never went. He was Mu Hanxia's only man who had been with him day and night. At that time, she wondered. Why is there so much difference between men and women? He is always able to sleep. I always sleep until the alarm goes off a few times before I get up calmly and wash my face. Of course, he is a very self-disciplined person. If he has to work from midnight to midnight for work, he will get up according to the point, no matter what time he slept the night before. But it is true that he can sleep. Sometimes they sleep very early on weekend nights, and the next day he can sleep until nine or ten o'clock, and then he feels refreshed.

Maybe it was because he was still a young guy then that he was so sleepy, right?

He lives on Fengchen Building these days, and she never met him on a run. Could it be that he has got up early for the first time in so many years?

Mu Hanxia stepped on the road step by step, slowly slowing down. She's almost running today. She suddenly remembered when she was running along the river every day while abroad. For a while, there was also a Chinese guy who followed every day. and then? Then the day the man finally confessed, she refused directly, and then ran super fast, throwing the man away. At that time, she was hiding from ghosts, running all the way, what was she thinking? She thought that probably no one would run with her in this life. She even mocked herself, even if she didn't break up with Lin Mochen. Because he never runs ...

Thinking about it this way, Lin Mochen ran over again, already another lap.

The sun came out of the clouds, and his figure looked particularly sharp. The black and cold eyebrows were white and thin. The two approached step by step, and he stopped gradually.

"Done?" He asked.

Mu Hanxia: "Yes."

He gasped slightly, resting his hands on his waist and glancing at his surroundings, saying, "The air here is too bad. You better not run here in the future."

Mu Hanxia took off his mask, wiped his sweat with a towel on his shoulders, and said, "There is nowhere else to go, and I don't like using a treadmill at home.

There are cars passing by on the highway beside. The road has become noisy. He said, "It's not like there's nowhere to go. Three kilometers away is Wangxing Park. If you think it's OK, we'll drive to a partner in the future."

Mu Hanxia looked at the shadow under her feet, smiled and said, "Let's talk."

"OK." He looked at her and said.

Both were quiet for a while and walked back side by side. After leaving the road, it was quiet along the way. The high-rise buildings are still silent, with birds flying in the sky.

When he was at the door of her neighborhood, he asked, "Did you have breakfast?"

Mu Hanxia replied, "Not yet. The porridge is cooked at home."

He stopped and smiled suddenly, saying, "I haven't eaten porridge cooked at home for a long time. If you cook too much in the future, I will go up and eat again."

Mu Hanxia replied softly, "Okay."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

She turned and walked into the neighborhood, took two steps, and heard his voice come from behind: "Summmer, see you tomorrow."

Mu Hanxia took a moment to walk, and took a few more steps before returning to God, turning her head and looking, he had gone far.

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When Lin Mochen said "see you tomorrow" in the morning, Mu Hanxia was faint because she was going to Jiangcheng today, and she would definitely not be there tomorrow morning. Asking Zhang Zhang for two days off is also for this.

When she arrived at Jiangcheng, it was noon. If she said that she returned to China this time, I feel that Beijing has changed a lot and is more prosperous and fashionable. Then Jiang Cheng felt like she was staying seven years ago. The city is still vast and old, the roads are still dirty and lively, and the big buses are rushing through, so many places, the Yangtze River Bridge, pedestrian streets, and countless shops along the streets remain unchanged.

But there are still many places and many people who have changed.

For example, in front of her eyes, this closed Leya supermarket. She has worked for the flagship store with the highest performance in a single store in Central China.

She got out of the taxi, stood by the street, and looked at it. The entire building has been fenced, and workers are demolishing the exterior decoration. The word "Le Mart" on the top of the building was gray and old. When she was abroad, she had also heard of the impact of e-commerce on brick-and-mortar supermarkets and noticed that Leya's performance had declined year by year. But I really saw that the store was closed here, and I really felt the time passed and the right and wrong things.

She left Leya and followed the familiar road towards home. It should have been a winding, dirt-covered path, and it should be lined with precarious old buildings. But it was gone, and a smooth concrete road was formed under the feet, and the old buildings were overthrown. The slum that had trapped her and supported her in the past disappeared into a small park. The sun is wide, the trees are shaded, the grass is green, and the road is getting wider.

When she was abroad, she knew about the relocation of her home. At that time, he asked He Jing to handle the procedures on his behalf. He Jing and his parents' relics should also ask He Jing to keep it for him. But at this time seeing the changes here with her own eyes, the last home no longer exists, and her heart was calm and painful.

Sitting in the park for a while, she got up and left.

She took a bus and got off in an old residential area. According to the address given by He Jing's phone, her home should be nearby.

Seeing that it was noon, she thought that if she went to He Jing's house, she would have to work hard to cook. He Jingduo does not like people who cook, prefers to eat box lunch every day. Mu Hanxia smiled, found a small shop by the road, and sat down to eat.

The road here is narrow, but it is also lively. Pedestrians, bicycles, and cars that occasionally drove in, filled the road. Mu Hanxia ate a bowl of flour while sitting at a small table full of oil, and even felt the loneliness and warmth of a long absence.

Across the road, there is Kellogg's. It is a medium-sized supermarket. This kind of supermarket is doing business in residential areas. It seems that people come and go, and the business is not bad.

Mu Hanxia looked at this Leya and ate slowly. Suddenly a moment, I saw a somewhat familiar middle-aged man walking out of the supermarket.

She froze.

It's Meng Gang.