Don’t Turn from Summer

At this time in the afternoon, the lights on the first floor of Fengchen Building were bright, and occasionally came, and occasionally went. When Mu Hanxia stepped in, the large hall was silent. She walked to the front desk, and the front desk lady smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mu Hanxia replied, "I'm looking for Lin Mochen."

The lady at the front desk froze, exchanged glances with colleagues next to her, and asked, "Are you looking for the chairman? Do you have an appointment?"

Mu Hanxia smiled and said, "I see him. When do I need to make an appointment?"

The lady at the front desk saw that she was well-dressed and whose origins were unknown, and she was at a loss. Just then, a voice rang next to him: "cold summer?"

Front desk lady: "Song Sun!"

Mu Hanxia turned her head and saw Sun Zhi. His suit was on his arm, and he was in a hurry, as if he had just rushed back from the outside. The two eyes were paired, and they seemed to be in each other's eyes for a moment, seeing something unusual.

Sun Zhi smiled: "Are you coming to him for something?" Mu Hanxia didn't answer, went straight to the gate leading upstairs and said, "Swipe your card."

Sun Zhi took a moment, took out his work card, and swiped it open for her. Mu Hanxia walked straight in, Sun Zhi overtook, and said, "Han Xia, he will meet today, or wait for him to come home at night and talk about it?" In the end, he added: "Don't be impulsive."

Mu Hanxia stepped back and looked at him: "Sun Zhi, I just ask: Did you do it?"

Sun Zhijing calmed down and laughed: "What are you talking about? How can I not understand?"

Mu Hanxia's face turned cold, and she turned into the elevator and said coldly, "Don't follow."

Sun Zhi stood in place, watching the elevator door close slowly. He was silent for a while, suddenly punched on the wall, and gently cursed "Fuck".

The elevator goes up at high speed.

Mu Hanxia just stared at the number on the door and jumped up: 43, 44, 45 ... She kept watching quietly and indifferently until she reached the top floor.

The elevator door opened, and the lady at the front desk on this floor just dropped the phone and looked at her. She probably had been instructed by Sun Zhi, without asking or blocking. Mu Hanxia walked in all the way to the deepest and most secluded door of the chairman's office.

Even the lights here are cold, a large area, luxurious and exquisite, empty, only his house, a door. There were two men sitting on the sofa at the door, looking as if they were waiting for him. A young man sitting behind the desk near the door should be Lin Mochen's assistant.

Mu Hanxia said, "I'm Mu Hanxia. I'm here to see Lin Mochen."

She didn't recognize the assistant, but the assistant recognized her and immediately smiled diligently: "You are here, please wait a moment, I'll go to the chairman immediately."

Between them, the two men on the sofa looked up at the same time and looked at her. Mu Hanxia's response was also keen, and his eyes swept across the two faces, and they fell on the work tags hanging on their chests again. One is "Fengchen Group-E-commerce Business Department-Senior Project Manager" and the other is "Fengchen Group-Information Technology Department-Senior Engineer". Mu Hanxia's heart moved, and under the gaze of her eyes, the two eyes flashed for a moment.

Mu Hanxia's heart sank fiercely, and for a time she felt ashamed.

At this time the assistant had knocked on the door, and Mu Hanxia retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead. Without waiting for the assistant to report, he passed over and walked in.

The assistant froze and closed the door for them silently.

The house faces south, and the room is transparent and bright. The floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the vast and beautiful scenery of the city. The plain sofa, dark gray curtains, and black desk are as simple and deep as his style.

He was sitting at the table, in a suit and leather shoes, and his grandmother was a godsend. Look up and look at her.

Couples can't see each other for a few days, but this is the situation. Mu Hanxia looked at his still handsome face, with a huge stone in his chest, suddenly unable to speak.

It was so quiet around, there was a slight sandalwood floating in the air. He watched her silently for a few seconds, and smiled: "Summer, what's the matter with me?"

The waves are not alarmed, calm and gentle.

Mu Hanxia: "Yeah, I'm looking for you, something."

They both remained silent for a while. He didn't look at her anymore, but looked elsewhere, then took the tea cup on the table and drank slowly.

He didn't say anything, didn't do anything, Mu Hanxia looked at him, but suddenly his heart hurt, and suddenly he gave up the question and turned to leave. But the eyes of the two people at the door just now, Sun Zhi's words stopped and Zhang Zi was lying on the bed, covered with white cloth, were so deeply engraved in her mind. Her chest was so astringent, but she still spoke: "The E-show website was destroyed and Zhang Zi died. He didn't see his dream come true. He just left this world."

Lin Mochen looked at her side-by-side, her eyes were so clear: "Sorrowful."

Mu Hanxia said, "I can't regret the festival! Who is calculating? Who made me fall short and make him die with hatred? Who do you say?"

Lin Mochen was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Do you think it's me? Are you asking me?"

Although he had expected it early, when he saw this reaction, Mu Hanxia suddenly felt loose somewhere. But she found that this did not relieve her of any grief and grievances. Because she heard herself asking, "Dare you say ... has nothing to do with Feng Chen?"

Lin Mochen was silent. The eyes were as deep as snow.

There was something sad in the air that was spreading. Suddenly, Mu Hanxia was drained of all her strength. She said, "Lin Mochen, you are your own." He turned and wanted to leave.

"What do you mean?" His voice sounded. "Mu Hanxia, ​​what does this sentence mean?"

Mu Hanxia paused and replied, "It doesn't mean anything. I don't want to talk anymore, just when I'm in a bad mood, don't come to me."

But as soon as the voice fell, he came up from behind the table and grabbed her hand: "Mu Hanxia, ​​even if Zhang Zi is dead, your E-show is broken, and the people of the two companies will fight you to death. What does this have to do with us? "

"Why doesn't it matter?" Mu Hanxia looked back at him violently, looking at his grim face, "Do you know that I am returning to China for Zhang Zi? Do you know what he is doing to me? To me Meaning? My feeling ... I feel like I've been hanging under a cliff and trying to climb up, such as running on thin ice and being careful step by step. Finally, I climbed to the edge of the cliff, but your person put it with one foot. I kicked it! It was ruined! I get nothing now! "

Lin Mochen has been holding her wrist firmly, but people have laughed: "You are returning to Zhang Zi? Is it for him? What about me, Mu Hanxia? Where am I in your heart?"

Mu Hanxia had a cramp in her heart and bit her lip without saying a word.

He was still smiling, smiling coldly, "You said that you feel like you have been hanging under the cliff after returning to China? This is how you feel? Feeling about everything? Mu Hanxia, ​​my Summer ... is different now It ’s totally different from seven years ago. In your mind, many people and many things are more important than me, Lin Mochen, right? Zhang Zi is more important than me, dreams are more important than me. I'm important. I can't see these days, waiting for you to do things. Because in my heart, what is more important than you? But Mu Hanxia, ​​what am I in your heart? What? You really Love me? Still love? "

The tears in Mu Hanxia's eyes leaked out at once, but she felt that his words were like a small knife, all in her heart. She was very uncomfortable, as if she had thousands of words to say, to explain, but couldn't say.

"Not ..."

"Not what?" Lin Mochen stared at her.