Chapter 117: Start reading

This month, Beijing is still hot, but Guizhou has added some coolness. ≧ ,.
Mu Hanxia walked several places in these days. She visited the village where she had "worked", but few people knew her and no one remembered her. She sat alone by the green hills and waters, and sailed down the water in a fisherman's curved boat. She arrived at the secluded ancient town and sat by the river, looking at the lights on the other side.
As she walked through the winding alley, listening to music playing in the shop next to her, the lyrics sang, "Treasure is the rarest thing, and I love you to make your life broad." The clouds in the blue sky have gone.
Some moods become brighter and wider with quiet walking. She suddenly realized that after returning to China, the relationship with Lin Mochen was antagonistic, conflicting, tentative, but tempting and irritating each other. And now looking back, it is gentle, understanding, and missing.
She thought that the long separation once made her invisible to him. And in her heart, he stayed forever on the day and the moment of separation. Now, a short departure had made her see him more clearly.
Maybe this is growth, this is love.
On a sunny day, she scattered Zhang Zi's ashes in a clear and thick river, just as Zhang Zi had once sprinkled the ashes of her fiancee into the Mississippi River. They are equally free and guarding souls, willing to look across the bank. And their tombstones will eventually stand side by side.
As time went on, Mu Hanxia's confidence in wearable electronic devices, which had collapsed, gradually recovered. The situation is really bad, very bad. The internal team's confidence was slackened, and external customers were questioning the crusade. There were also domestic companies that made similar products. They used this incident to vigorously promote their products and profit from it. They have lost the opportunity and the market has been partially occupied. But it doesn't matter, everything can come again. She was once again convinced that truly valuable things would not be buried. After she went back, she restarted. One day, she will definitely be number one in this segmented industry.
That evening, Mu Hanxia returned to the Youth Hostel and received a call from Lu Zhang.
Lu Zhang's voice sounded smooth and quiet: "carol, the site has been completely repaired, and all preparations are coming back. Everything is progressing as planned."
Mu Hanxia looked at the smoke and rain outside the window and said with a smile, "Well, you must be good. You have a rough temper. Now you have to do the trade yourself. You have to know the details and do all the details. I will be back in a few days."
Lu Zhang also smiled and answered, "Okay."
Mu Hanxia asked again, "Did you not sleep and do it all these days?"
Lu Zhang said "um" very lightly.
Mu Hanxia stopped for a moment, but said, "Yeah, there is always this stage in the growth of life. Hold on."
"Carol." He said, "I'm not a child, so don't treat me as a fool anymore."
Mu Hanxia just laughed. After a while, he asked, "Are you making peace with Lin Mochen?"
Mu Hanxia said, "What do you ask this for?"
He smiled and replied, "Nothing. If he is not good at you in the future, Fang Yi will follow him to fight."
It was getting dark a little bit, the river was sinking into the night, and the boats passed silently. Mu Hanxia stood on the balcony where the wind kept blowing, took out her mobile phone, and checked the stock market news. The stock market's ups and downs over the past few days have each other's wins and losses, showing more like the gentle fluctuations after passion and tragic. She thought that Lin Mochen, as the helm behind Feng Chen, should be almost busy.
She took a photo of the night scene and sent it to him.
He called quickly.
"This is where you live?" He asked.
"Well. What are you doing?"
He smiled: "He is packing."
Mu Hanxia's heart trembled slightly: "Where are you going?"
"What do you say?"
Both were quiet for a while, and he asked, "Where have you been and what have you done today?"
Mu Hanxia told him the places he had visited, the people he had met, and the things he had done. He listened very quietly without asking any questions. Mu Hanxia spoke for a while and asked, "Why don't you speak?"
He replied, "It's nothing. Suddenly, it's good. I know where you go and what you do every day."
Mu Hanxia was silent for a while, and said, "You used to know a lot before. Isn't all your letter taken by He Jing there?" It was a little funny. Lin Mochen smiled, but said, "Dare you mention those letters?"
Mu Hanxia didn't say anything. She looked at the drizzle in front of her eyes, and then she said very calmly and frankly, "I love you."
"I know." He replied, "You don't love me. I never believe it."
The phone became silent. After a while, he called "cold summer" with a smile in his voice. Mu Hanxia asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing, I just feel like I've been entangled with you for so many days. The one who loved and hated Lin Mochen who held Lin Mochen in his palms was afraid of me, and it seemed that I was finally excited.
Mu Hanxia smiled: "You are much thicker than before."
"I'll pick you up in a couple of days." He said softly.
"Don't you say, just wait for me in Beijing?"
Across the phone, his low smile seemed to be accompanied by a drizzle drowning her.
"Summer, for a thirty-three-year-old man, a lost and recovered woman can let it go. But if he misses it, letting it go for another day is foolish."

Early the next morning, when Mu Hanxia woke up, it was clear. She ate some congee on the first floor of the inn. She looked out at the quiet street outside the window, only feeling refreshed.
The innkeeper is also a young woman, and Mu Hanxia has a good impression on each other. She walked over and said, "Where do you want to go in the past two days?"
Mu Hanxia replied: "It's almost gone in the city, and the nearby ancient town has also been visited. Any recommendations? I have a friend over two days and want to take him with me."
The proprietress thought for a while and asked, "Have you ever gone to Yijiang Miao Village? Qianhu Miao Village is very unique and the scenery is good."
Qian Han Miao Zhai Mu Hanxia has also heard of it. It is said to be built next to mountains and rivers, beautiful and magnificent. She listened quite heartily, and thought that Lin Mochen had never been to such a mountain village. Far from the earth, if the two meet again, the mood will probably be more romantic and beautiful. Thinking of this, she laughed suddenly. Lin Mochen said she was afraid of holding him in his palms before. Actually, since she returned to China, when did she really care about him? What he did for her, he had the past in his own solitary life, so it didn't get into her heart? It's just that they have experienced recent events--the competition between the two in the e-commerce industry, the death of Zhang Zi, the website being hacked, and the stock market turbulence--the six-year gap between the two and the knot in the year seem to have disappeared with it. Put it down. She knew him seriously and revisited him, but he remained firm.
"If you go, set up a high-level inn, so that you can overlook the entire Miao Village." The boss said, "In addition, there are hundreds of years old temple in Miao Village, very spiritual. You can go for peace sign To bring family and friends. "
Mu Hanxia was interested. Human emotions sometimes need objects to rest on. In the mood of these days, she felt that it was also very good to send such a thing to Lin Mochen. I remembered that since he returned to China to start his own business that year, although his career has flourished, he has always been alone and alone. If there is any concern, maybe this man, except her and his family, is never concerned. The heights were extremely cold, and probably not too many people really cared about him.

After driving the Panshan Highway for nearly an hour, the tourist bus drove into the Miaozhai scenic area. Now is the off-season and another working day. Looking around, there don't seem to be many people in the entire village.
Mu Hanxia walked along the zigzag stone street, along the way there are small buildings with national customs, and behind them are towering mountains. The entire Miao Village is spread across two mountains, facing each other across a narrow river. Most of the buildings are on one of the hills, and the scenery is naturally there. So, according to the guidance of the previous hostess, Mu Hanxia walked across a small bridge on the river and looked for a place on another hill with sparse architecture. In this way, the scenery across the Miao village can be seen.
There are no roads on this side, only stone steps. Mu Hanxia climbed up the mountain, passing many inns and dwellings along the way. She didn't stay until she reached the top of the mountain and looked back. At this time in the afternoon, the sun was faint, and the narrow river was like a jade, entangled with pentium. On the opposite mountain, the mist is filled, and the wooden Miao family hangs its feet, layer by layer, from the foot of the mountain to the top. Just like a paradise, Jingmei enters the painting.
Mu Hanxia was slightly lost, and smiled unconsciously. Take a photo and send it to Lin Mochen.
She chose a hotel on the top of the mountain. The scenery here is the best, and it is naturally the most expensive. The boss is a woman again, thin and capable. Not too kind, but peaceful. After Mu Hanxia put her luggage in the room, she went to chat with her. Ask the boss what he used to do, and answer that he was a mountaineer. Mu Hanxia was a bit surprised, and then asked again, is your original teammate now, like you, living in a beautiful place? The boss was quiet for a moment, just smiling: "They are almost buried in the mountains."
Mu Hanxia thought that everyone had a story. This is probably the meaning of walking. Such a small legend buried in the world will be told to him when Lin Mochen arrives. Too many things to tell him in this far away city.
After dinner, Mu Hanxia went down the mountain and went to the town opposite. I also found that temple and asked for several peace symbols. One to Old Bot in the United States, one to He Jing, one to Lu Zhang, and one to Sun Zhi.
There are two more, the same color, for Lin Mochen and her. She put these two in her wallet, then stood on the street where people were sparse and called Lin Mochen.
"You believe these things?" He chuckled.
"I believe." Mu Hanxia replied, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but I believe that things that place good wishes on them will make people happier."
She answered peacefully, Lin Mochen was quiet for a few seconds and said, "Okay, wait for me to come and give it to me in person."
"When are you coming?"
"acquired."
"I wait for you."
I once said that I can't see your true heart.
Later, you said you couldn't see my heart.
But after the glitz, we are so glad that we are still closer and cherish.
When Mu Hanxia returned to the hotel, he saw the boss lady standing in front of the glass and stopped to look far away. Mu Hanxia didn't bother and went back to the room. Before she came, she checked the weather forecast. Both days were cloudy and light rain, and the climate was humid and mild. Thinking of the upcoming Lin Mochen, my heart returned to a perfect softness.
She slept very much that night, and in the middle of the night she heard some roaring movements outside, but she did not wake up. When it was dawn, the sound of rain falling outside the window and roof was heard. She got up and opened the curtains, and saw a thick mist of water and pouring rain, and she did not know when it had fallen.