I still love you

Morning rush hour, downtown, traffic, the road blocked into a long line.

A speeding black Maybach was shining in the morning light.

The door is isolated from the noise of the outside world, and the carriage is quiet and comfortable.

The man in the back seat took off his suit coat. His business blue shirt was neat and stylish, with smooth, fine lines and full of dignity.

The man's slender legs are slightly open and uninhibited and arrogant. Bony fingers hold up a document with a black cover, and the expensive watch is exposed on the cuff.

Leng Jiting lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. When reviewing the documents, he would slightly frown from time to time, and his handsome jaw line tightened

"Ding Ding"

In the quiet carriage, Leng Jiting's mobile phone suddenly gave a prompt sound.

Leng Jiting puts down the document and takes out his mobile phone. It's Mu Qianqian.

Leng Jiting quickly answered the phone, "Mom, good morning."

Mu Qianqian's soft voice came from the receiver, "Xiao Ting, is it disturbing you?"

"It's all right. What can I do for you?"

"I don't know when you are free. Come to the hospital. I have something... I want to talk to you."

Leng Jiting didn't hesitate for a moment, "I can go there now."

"Don't you delay your work?"

Although she was valued, Mu Qianqian was very happy, but she knew how busy her son was, so she confirmed it again very rationally.

"Never mind, you give me fifteen minutes."

"Pay attention to safety on the road," Mu Qianqian ordered, and immediately added, "just come by yourself."

"OK."

Leng Jiting hung up the phone, put down the document directly, turned his head to the window, and his thin lips were tighter. When thinking, Fei's thin and fierce Aura will make the soles of others cold.

"Change the road and go to the hospital." Leng Jiting's thin lips moved and ordered Xu Xiaoba who was driving.

Xu Xiaoba in the front row immediately responded, "yes!"

It took only ten minutes for the respectful Xu Xiaoba to arrive at Mu Qianqian's Hospital in the morning rush hour.

The sunny ward is clean.

Mu Qianqian is facing the window, weaving a sweater in his hand, and gold rimmed reading glasses reflect dazzling light from time to time.

The warm palm swings the lead Gray Wool at will. The tail of the wool is wrapped into a soft ball. They have been exposed to the sun and smell the sun.

Before she left, she was going to knit a sweater for Leng Jiting's family of three. This was the last one. It was only two cuffs away.

Focused Mu Qianqian did not find that the door of the ward had been pushed open at the moment.

Leng Jiting came in. For fear of suddenly appearing, Leng Jiting, who frightened Mu Qianqian, deliberately made a noise and reminded the other party in advance.

Mu Qianqian stopped the action in his hand, raised his lips unconsciously, turned around and saw his son walking slowly close to himself in the sun.

"Come on, sit down." Mu Qianqian said hello and threw down his wool to make tea for his son.

Leng Jiting waved, "don't bother you, I'll do it myself."

When making tea, there was only the sound of water flow in the ward, as well as the brittle sound made by the careless collision of porcelain.

Leng Jiting is not in a hurry to ask Mu Qianqian's purpose. He is as smart as him. Can he not know Mu Qianqian's mind.

A son is not like a mother. On the contrary, a son is also the one who knows his mother best.

Two cups of tea, urine floating white mist.

Mu Qianqian took off his reading glasses and sat back in his chair in front of Leng Jiting. Then he opened his mouth and revealed his long-awaited concern, "don't you want to know why I want to see your father in Puji temple?"

Leng Jiting's expression didn't change, "if you'd like to tell me."

Mu Qianqian breathed out a long breath, as if to find out what was deeply buried in his heart, "Xiao Ting, mother used to have only one wish, that is, to see you happy.

At that time, my mother didn't know what else I wanted in my life except worrying about you and occasionally thinking about your father.

Now, not long ago, my mother figured it out.

Want to understand a lot of things. Maybe at my mother's age, I shouldn't have any more fantasies, or boldly change the stable track of life. "

Leng Jiting didn't interrupt or ask questions.

This is mu Qianqian's first heart to heart communication between mother and son after they met him.

Mu Qianqian picked up the emerald tea cup and took a sip. The tea fragrance wrapped around his teeth. After putting down the cup, he slowly opened his mouth, "but. Xiao Ting, mom wants to tell you I'm sorry.

Mom has lived for you and your father all her life.

After so many things, my mother now wants to live for herself and pursue her own life. "

Leng Jiting was noncommittal, "who is that man?"

What he could guess was who besides Bai Huatuo could be.

But he wanted to hear Mu Qianqian speak.

Both mother and son know it.

"Yes... Your uncle Bai."

"Yes." Leng Jiting just nodded.

Mu Qianqian can't understand her son's attitude. In fact, she is cutting first and then playing. She has confirmed her relationship with Bai Huatuo.

The reason why Leng Jiting is called to talk is to pay attention to his son's feelings. Of course, Leng Jiting is expected to give a supportive attitude.

She made this decision so hard that she rolled the opposite side for countless nights, woke up in a daze outside the window and sighed constantly when knitting a sweater.

Because she knew that this selfish decision was so bold and risky.

Although the son already has his own happiness and doesn't need her to worry, and doesn't need to absorb her love and shelter every day, after all, they have just met and the bond of family affection has just been rebuilt.

Mu Qianqian took a deep breath and finally said what she and Bai Huatuo had planned after careful consideration, "recently, I want to leave the hospital. Then... I'm going to live in seclusion with your uncle Bai. "

Words fall, Leng Jiting is silent, seems to be lost in thought.

Mu Qianqian was beating a drum in her heart. Her throat moved, so she had to hold the teacup tightly in her hand.

Leng Jiting finally replied, "I don't agree for the time being."

With this sentence, Mu Qianqian's body sank immediately, and then Leng Jiting added: "after all, I have just eased the relationship with chunian. I hope the four of us can spend more time together.

Of course, I don't object to you and uncle Bai. Maybe we can build a good relationship together, and then you two make plans. "

"I'll do it for you tomorrow. Let's go home with Uncle Bai first."

This may be that Leng Jiting is trying to retain, or it may be a euphemistic refusal. It is more likely that he hopes to enjoy the family affection he has lost for a period of time in the end.

The reason why Mu Qianqian asked Leng Jiting to negotiate with him was that he was naturally prepared for various results.

She didn't want to force Leng Jiting to accept it immediately, "OK."

Then take your time. My son always needs some time to accept it.