Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

"Don't say this to me. I'm just on business! If I don't see you in our company at noon tomorrow, I can only see you in court!"

The other party hung up the phone mercilessly. It seems that she has been regarded as a person who doesn't pay her debts.

Looking at the slowly extinguished mobile phone screen with a wry smile, everything her father left her is losing one by one. Can't even protect her home from childhood?

There are many memories in that villa, the memory of the daughter of the Su family, and the most complete memory of himself and his parents.

It's sad that the happy time that has gone forever can only be found in the old things.

It only takes ten minutes from here to the villa to Su's house, and it doesn't take half an hour to walk there. At the beginning, the location of Qin Yang was a little strange. It was so close.

Qin Yang, who had been standing behind the curtain for a while, stared coldly at the woman who had been standing outside the villa.

He called again to urge the people over there to act quickly. Qin Yang didn't smile until the woman answered the phone.

Soon, he could see the woman begging herself.

Then confine her to her side, and no one can let her leave her.

Su Mo put his mobile phone in his handbag, then slowly turned away and walked towards Su's villa.

In addition, the man looking at all this was a little surprised. He could infer from the woman's expression that the phone was really about the villa mortgage.

Shouldn't you... Come up and ask yourself to help her deal with the problem of the villa? Why did the woman turn and leave?

Don't you have to find someone else besides yourself?

Throw the curtain aside, and the row of beads under the curtain collide with each other, making a huge sound.

He dialed another phone again to suppress his anger.

"Go, follow Su Mo and see where she's going! Report her whereabouts to me at any time. Do you understand?"

"OK, boss!"

Then Su Mo walked home. He walked slowly all the way. It was cool and windy around. Occasionally, a breeze blew and slowly stretched the skirt corners.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers. It is the season of flowers, and the street lamps on both sides pull their shadows very long.

The lonely shadow grows and shortens slowly under the street lamp in the dark. Suddenly fell in love with the change of the shadow, and Su Mo's footsteps began to become brisk.

It's nothing. It's all nothing.

The world is still so beautiful, the flowers are still in bloom.

As long as two people are free after divorce, they don't have to bear the pressure and threat brought by each other. Don't compete with those women.

Unwilling to wrong themselves, unwilling to make do with it.

Not far or near, there was a shadow, which watched Su Mo's every move at any time.

He kept positioning Qin Yang on his mobile phone.

The little woman is getting farther and farther away, but she is getting closer and closer to her home. Looking at the direction of the shallow track, Qin Yang stretched his eyebrows.

Instead of looking for other men, I went back to my villa.

So it seems that Su Mo has feelings for this place. He bet right. Since he has feelings, he will be reluctant to give up.

Reluctant to be the result of his needs, a stone fell in his heart. Contentedly sit on the leather sofa and sink into a corner.

Slowly closed his eyes. What he needs now is to wait. Just wait for Su Mo to come back.

It was only half an hour's walk, and Su Mo walked for more than minutes. The shadow behind is still not far or near, and is not in a hurry. Instead, it is idle.

The woman finally stood in front of the villa and looked at the familiar building quietly under the villa.

With your eyes closed, you can feel the flow of time.

From urination to living here, she knows all the changes like the back of her hand. Every corner here has its own figure and traces.

But... Tomorrow it won't belong to her anymore.

A heart is stabbed and hurt again. It has been scarred. I thought I wouldn't feel any more, but when I really see all this, those strong will fall apart.

Holding back the tears in his eyes, he found the key from his handbag and opened the villa door.

There was no one, silent.

After su Mo's father died, everyone else left here. Finally, only myself was left. I stayed here alone for a short time.

Not used to it, I can only move out of the villa and live in a hotel.

Open the door and the familiar breath comes to your face. According to the habits you have developed since childhood, turn on all the lights.

The snow-white light shines into every corner, and all the darkness is expelled. Take off your shoes and enter this space barefoot.

On the purple sofa, there is a long braid doll. On the snow-white wall, there is a red nail polish. On the father's desk, there is a pen holder which I personally made for him.

Laugh and cry.

Reaching out to touch all this, Su Mo's tears could not be restrained.

Even forgot to wipe these tears, just silently looking at the familiar shadow and the past time. Slowly slide your hand over the books on the shelf to a familiar position.

Reach out and take out the iron box.

Carefully flick the dust off the top, and then open the box. The box is full of photos. There is only one protagonist in the photo, that is Su mo.

From birth to now, the photos are full of memories.

Turn the picture over. There are several lines of pen words on the white back, which was written by my father.

A very small family tradition, as long as I grow up one year old, I will take a picture. I didn't expect my father to keep it so well.

Behind the first picture is:

[my baby daughter was born, but her mother had difficulty giving birth. I really want to go with her mother. But my daughter still has to grow up, and I will give her double love!]

Put the picture on his chest and Su Mo burst into tears.

Father did fulfill his promise and gave himself double love, but... He was not sensible and did not filial to him.

Put these photos carefully on the desk, and then pick up the second photo.

[my daughter is one year old and very cute! She had a high fever not long ago. I blame me for not taking good care of her. Wife, I'm sorry!]

The third photo.

[Lai Lai asked her mother on her birthday this year. I didn't know how to answer her! I miss you very much, wife!]

Fourth, Fifth

But there are no photos of this year's birthday. Seeing the end, tears poured down.

Every word and sentence reflects his father's love for her and his longing for his mother.

But what did you do?

A few years ago, when I fell in love with the person I shouldn't love, I spent more time with Qin Yang. The habit of always having dinner with my father was broken.

It's ridiculous. It's obviously only wishful thinking. Her father also saw her mind and advised her more than once, but it was completely ignored.

Even for a long time, it was cold war with Qin Yang because his father didn't agree with him.