Chapter 115: Start reading

The night sky is clear, Mu Hanxia walks alone in the traffic and pedestrians. The street lights were red and green, and the neon lights were dark. She suddenly felt that the city was so big that no matter how long she stayed, she was only a passenger.
She looked at the highway and the high-rise buildings, but in her mind came the scene of hurting Lin Mochen's lips. She felt empty in her heart, leaving only his vague appearance flowing in it. But when she looked at the starry sky, she thought of Zhang Zi again. Then sad and unwilling, just like the lake water, swallowed her heart instantly.
She was unable to get out of this predicament.
It's dark, and many people in the Fangyi project team are still in the company. Lu Zhang and He Jing are also there. They both had their own minds, anxious and silent. If Mu Hanxia does not return, they will not be able to spend the night in peace at all.
Fortunately, she returned to the company in the dead of night.
When Mu Hanxia pushed the door into his office, Lu Zhang rushed out of the house next to him, followed in, and closed He Jing, who also wanted to follow.
Mu Hanxia was very quiet. She turned on the lights in her office and did not look back at him, saying, "Although it failed today, in a few days, it will be repaired and the website will be back online. For the rest, you Anyone can host. I have called the chairman and apologized. Starting tomorrow, I will leave for a while. I leave it to you and do it. "
Lu Zhang was silent.
Since he was drunk to confess to her last night, everything that happened after him seemed to him to be dreaming. Don't understand, suddenly. He hadn't responded yet, the catastrophe had come, and the tragedy was imminent. And now, the woman he loves, respects and distressed has taken care of everything. Is she going to blame and resign? She's leaving.
Lu Zhang felt the violent emotion rolling in his heart, but the violent sound was silent. He used to think that there was no unspeakable affection in this world for him, and no hopeless love. He is an arrogant son, born with a golden spoon, soaring and clever, and arrogant. But Zhang Zi's death, like a heavy hammer woke him up, he now knew that there was no hope. This life, this love, this regret, will be buried in his chest forever. Never say more.
The night was cold and the stars were like water. After Mu Hanxia finished speaking, she sat quietly on the sofa. Lu Zhang, like an only tree, stood for a long time, and finally crouched on one knee in front of her, and buried her face in her palm.
Mu Hanxia lowered her head and looked at the black hair behind the young man's ears and her straight neck. She smiled very peacefully, reaching out and stroking his black hair. Gradually, but felt the wet, from his cheek to her palm.
"Master, I'm sorry ..." he said hoarsely.
Mu Hanxia's fingers were gradually soaked with his tears, and her expression became haggard, she remained silent for a long time, raised her head, and sighed long.

The night was already dark, and the lights in this city seemed to have turned off many, many. The rest is brighter and brighter. Mu Hanxia leaned against the windowsill outside the office, and He Jing approached carefully.
"I will leave for a while." Mu Hanxia said.
He Jingzhuo: "Where are you going? Go alone?"
Mu Hanxia nodded, showing a distant smile: "Zhang Zi had promised before that if he died ... he would take his ashes to a place."
He Jing's tears burst out again, choking and not speaking.
Mu Hanxia tilted her head and looked at her gently: "If you pity him, help Lu Zhang together and finish the rest of the project."
"I must do my best! I will do my best ... I will do it!"
Mu Hanxia just smiled slightly.
He Jing looked at her, but felt very sad. She cried and asked, "Then you and Lin Mochen ..."
"Not what he did." Mu Hanxia said.
He Jing opened her eyes and suddenly felt relieved and wept with joy: "Great! That's great!" But then she realized that Mu Hanxia didn't have much joy or ease. She just stared out the window and asked He Jing: "A Jing, what the is it that makes two people together? What is it that makes them finally separate? Is it love, faith, or fate? I've been searching for true love all my life. But when I have lost my direction all over the body, how can I tell, that's still what I've longed for in my life, is it worth all the pursuit? "

In the same late night, Lin Mochen returned to the suite above Fengchen. Just turned on a solitary lamp and sat at the window.
In the end, Sun Zhi came in again, and asked softly, "Don't rest yet?"
Lin Mochen did not answer.
"What about those two ...?"
Lin Mochen looked up at him: "What to do, just send it to me."
Sun Zhi paused in his heart and said, "But Tommy still dug you back from the United States for a large amount of money. Guo Yue also followed your old subordinates for a few years, and their behavior violated the law ..." but touched Lin Mochen's eyes, after all, he swallowed the rest.
Lin Mochen asked: "I just asked you to calculate. How much can I raise in my name in the short term?"
Sun Zhixi answered bluntly, "In your own name, all cash, realizable short-term bonds, funds, and funds withdrawn from the stock market in the previous paragraph, a total of 8.7 billion."
In the dark of night, I saw Lin Mochen's face, deep and silent.

Mu Hanxia had been sleeping intermittently, and at some point in the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up. Looking up at the clock, it was just three in the morning.
She opened her eyes, lay, and didn't move. She thought of him uncontrollably.
Just then, the phone rang. Looking at his name beating on the screen, she didn't know if it was happy or sad. She didn't know if she should answer the phone, but she had pressed the answer button with her finger and put the phone in her ear.
She didn't speak, only her slight breathing sound in her ear. In this silent and lonely late night.
"Do you still love me?" He said, slightly hoarse.
Mu Hanxia responded in silence.
"I love you." He said, "Mu Hanxia, ​​even if the sky is falling apart, even if the family is ruined, even if life and death are separated, I will not stop loving you in my life."
He hung up. Tears did not cross Mu Hanxia's face, so she sat on the bed with her knees up and looked out the window. The moon was falling, the sky was so dark and the sky was bright again.

Mu Hanxia planned to send Zhang Zi's ashes to a village in western Guizhou. In fact, it was the place she had been to, but Zhang Zi had never visited, but longed for. He said, "If I die the day I want to be buried in a quiet and hopeful land."
Mu Hanxia has been there twice. The first time was during the time when he resigned from Leya and went to work at Lin Mochen Company. It was also because of a friend invitation that she passed by. Compared to the city, it is remote and peaceful. For a whole month, she ate farm food there, lived in the farmer's home, climbed mountains, visited, and taught the children there to read, sing and sing. It was also at that time that when she was young, she was unaware that the peace and abundance of the soul were the most lacking in modern urban people. So after having that experience, maybe when they reunited, Lin Mochen only saw her darker and thinner, but she didn't know that her mind had been washed by the wider world. Later, following Lin Mochen's fight against the mountains, her openness, persistence, and intelligence both originated from her heart and benefited from this journey.
The second time was when Lin Mochen broke up with Lin Mochen and the US visa had not yet arrived. At that time, she was sad without any glory. She sat alone in the quiet village, in the vast world. One person recalled, one person recovered. So if everyone has a soul entrusted deep in his heart, then as far as Mu Hanxia is concerned, before there is a home, that place is home. After being homeless, the place was a foreign land she had drifted.
Early morning, heavy rain. The first heavy rain this summer came without warning. In this weather, no one will go out for a run.
Mu Hanxia packed his luggage in the room. Zhang Zi's relics will be delivered today. In just a few days, when everything is ready, she can leave.
This morning was peaceful and time seemed to pass very slowly. She folded all the clothes she was going to bring into the box. He also sorted out Fang Yi's work information in the room and asked He Jing to take it with him. Then I cleaned the room again, opened the window, and let the sleet mingle with the wind through the house. But time passed slowly and she opened the refrigerator again. Inside were the cherries sent by Lin Mochen two days ago, and the fresh milk he bought for her. She stared quietly for a while, took out some cherries, washed and ate. Drink another glass of milk. No matter what kind of things are imported, they all feel that there is something astringent in sweetness.
Mu Hanxia just passed 9 o'clock in the morning and heard the phone beep. At first she didn't care too much. Sitting by the window, she picked up her mobile phone and saw that it was stock software. It reminded her that the 800,000 previously placed in the stock market fell to less than 400,000. Today's stock market is still green after a plunge.
She glanced down and let it go.
After a while, I suddenly grabbed it and rummaged in the page I just looked at. It was a pop-up news, she flashed before, she didn't pay much attention.
found it.
She stared at the phone without moving.
Outside the window, the rain blew down, and the wind kept blowing the curtains. She sat on the bank of the wind and rain so motionlessly. After a while, all sounds seemed to return to her ears, her eyes swelled faintly. Something seemed to spin silently in her field of vision. But it seems nothing.
She dropped her phone and quickly turned on her computer to check financial news.
it is true. Every portal, all financial modules, can find the same news as on mobile phones-
"Lin Mochen, chairman of Fengchen Group, brought 8.7 billion personal funds into the market this morning."
...
"Today's stock market plummeted 5%. Feng Mochen Lin Mochen brought all his personal funds into the market."
"Feng Chen Group Lin Mochen brought 8.7 billion personal funds into the market to participate in the protection."
"Feng Chen Group Lin Mochen brought 8.7 billion personal funds into the market to participate in the protection."
"Feng Chen Group Lin Mochen brought 8.7 billion personal funds into the market to participate in the protection."
...
8.7 billion is nothing at all for the entire stock market. However, because Feng Chen has always been a leader in the domestic investment industry, the stock market crash has almost retired, and Lin Mochen himself has always been a legend. Therefore, the release of this news has attracted the attention of almost all media.
Mu Hanxia stared at the lines of straight-line text, and suddenly felt that his breath was stagnation. She closed her computer and raised her head. The rain outside the window continued to fall, and everything became watery and unclear. The Fengchen Building on the opposite side had only a vague outline in the rain and fog. She felt a dull and dull pain that made her feel lost and painful. That's what he gave, and in this world, only he can give.
Under the same rain, Lin Mochen was alone in front of the window. Why was the computer on Ren's desk ringing, constantly ringing, and not answering.
Many are shocked, many are confused, many are worried and trying to thwart. However, Lin Mochen ignored it.
When such a man's mind is determined, nothing in this world can make him turn back.
He stood alone, before the coming overthrow.
...
Summer, I want destiny to bring you back to me.
No more sadness, no more unbelief. I'm going to do the dumbest thing so that you can see clearly that men can't resort to too much of a sincerity.
wait for me. Wait for me in your soft and fragile shell.
I'll see you when I finish the same thing as you, holding the broken foundation.