Chapter 28: Start reading

The clouds were overcast and the room was dark. Mu Hanxia wrapped her quilt tightly and sneezed, her head was faint. A colleague living next door came in and asked, "summer, what's wrong with you?"
"It seems a bit cold."
A colleague reached out her forehead and said, "Yeah, it's burning. Should you go to the hospital?"
"You help me get the thermometer and antipyretics, they are in the second drawer."
"Okay," said a colleague, "you are so attentive and you still have these medicines."
Mu Hanxia said with a dumb voice, "Of course, how thoughtful I am ..." She was amused by her colleagues.
In fact, this habit starts from one's life. Supermarket work is very hard. At the same time, she also needs to take university courses by herself. However, her health has always been good. She fell ill today, probably because she opened a store recently and was too busy and too busy.
Colleagues saw that she was okay, so she went to work and asked for leave on her behalf. Mu Hanxia took medicine and became more and more groggy. Before I fell asleep, I suddenly thought of Lin Mochen, and he thought waywardly: would he miss her?
I don't know how long I slept, and I felt like a warm and cold hand was probing his forehead. She opened her eyes hard and saw the soft light in the room. His eyes were under the light, looking at her with a little discomfort.
"Why not go to the hospital?" He asked.
"You don't need to care." She replied stubbornly.
He was silent for a while, and Mu Hanxia's eyes were hard to open, chaotic.
After a while, it felt like my hands were being held.
After a while, the room darkened and calmed down.
Her heart was like an empty field, only the wind was blowing low.

Everyone can see that the young boss is not in a good mood today. His face was always dark when inspecting the factory floor. Someone came to talk to him or report something. The content of his speech was normal, but his attitude was not cold. So soon no one touched the mold, leaving him alone to stop at the production line.
Lin Mochen looked coldly at the finished products on the production line. It was very good, and he was very satisfied. But thinking of Mu Hanxia who was sick, some kind of anxious mood spread silently in the bottom of my heart. However, these emotions, like the dark stones in the water, do not protrude from the calm water. After a while, he laughed at himself, took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and went to the production management department to see the completion of the production plan.
It was more than eleven o'clock in the evening when the security guard reported the letter.
"Mr. Lin! There are gangsters at the door of the factory, smashing trouble!"
Everyone was stunned, Lin Mochen said, "Have you called the police?"
Minister of Security: "Report immediately!"
Lin Mochen whispered to a manager next to him, "Go and say hello to Deputy Director Huang." "Yes."
Although it happened suddenly, the response was methodical. When they walked out of the workshop, they saw that the lights of the entire factory had been turned on, shining brightly. This undoubtedly played a deterrent role to the gangsters gathered at the door. Looking around, I saw more than thirty people holding iron bars around the door, but they didn't come in.
Of course, the main reason they didn't come in was that there were about twenty security guards blocking the door. Although the number of security guards is slightly smaller, they are all tall and strong and fierce, and they also have iron bars and hammers in their hands ... the two sides confront each other across the door, yelling and scolding each other.
"Fortunately, Lin always has a foresight." The Minister of Security was reluctant. "In the past few days, I cleared the relationship with the branch bureau in advance, and insisted on hiring twice as many security guards, which increased the number of night shifts. It turned out that you had expected such a thing early. "The words didn't end. I saw more than 20 workers coming and hearing the news, and all of them were working with guys. The momentum on the security side suddenly skyrocketed, and the screams immediately squeezed the clutter outside the door.
Lin Mochen smiled slightly and said, "To deal with hooligans, you must use hooliganism. What kind of tricks can Xie Lin, a bereavement dog, play? Tell them, don't really fight, just let me calm down, and the police will be here soon. "
"Yes."
The night was dark and the big picture was set.
Lin Mochen turned around and just wanted to go in. A person next to him put down his mobile phone and looked anxious: "It's not good, Mr. Lin, some gangsters ran to the staff quarters and broke them!"
Lin Mochen froze and someone asked, "What's going on?"
"Two female colleagues in the lodging house, as soon as they returned home from work, saw that they were surrounded by people downstairs. They didn't dare to go and ran back to the office to hide."
"Is there anyone in that dorm?"
"I don't know, shouldn't anyone be there?"
Lin Mochen calmed for a few seconds, and said coldly, "Who said no one?" Zhang Er, who was scratching his head, had cooled his face and walked towards the back door of the factory.
There was a quiet road outside the door, and only the street lights were silent. Lin Mochen walked for a while, his face became more ugly. He calculated the exit of the factory, but missed the end of the dormitory. He called Mu Hanxia, ​​but no one answered. Hit other female colleagues, but no one knows how she is now.
Lin Mochen didn't drive over today and walked for a while before he got into the car. Sitting in the car calmed down. Called and told his subordinates to call the police immediately and ask them to come over a few more people. Then I called Mu Hanxia over and over again, but nobody listened.
Soon downstairs.
A police car was parked next to it and some residents were surrounded. Two police officers are asking them what they are asking. A wooden stick fell on the ground, and a trash can was kicked over. It seemed that a fight had occurred.
Lin Mochen ignored the police and went straight upstairs.
The door was open and there were many marks of smashing on it. Lin Mochen felt a coldness in his heart and pushed in the door, but there was no one inside. He rushed into her room, the quilt was still messy, apparently she hadtily got up and left.
When several other colleagues arrived, they saw Lin Mochen standing in Mu Hanxia's room, his face was somber and scary.
"What about cold summer?" Someone asked.
The girl who was in the same room as her cried and said, "She won't be in trouble, right? I heard the police just now that it seemed like they had handed over a mobile phone, which was a girl robbed by the gangsters."
"Don't think about it, she won't be in trouble! The police have caught the gangsters, but they haven't seen her."
"So where did she go? She's still feverish! Everyone is confused!"
Lin Mochen turned suddenly and walked out the door.
Back to the factory again, it is messing up. Police cars and siren sounds, the gangsters fled the road, the police chased after them, and security guards and workers were also involved.
Lin Mochen avoided them, walked in through the side door, and asked an acquaintance on his face, "Did you see Mu Hanxia?"
The employee looked blank: "I haven't seen it, Mr. Lin is too messy here. You should avoid it."
Lin Mochen ignored him and strode to the factory.
The night was hustle and bustle, and many people were walking, and shouts came from a distance. The huge factory area does not seem to have a peaceful place. Lin Mochen walked through the factory building and went to the office building, but did not see her. The fire in my heart was burning more and more fiercely.
He then walked to the back of the few rows of factories. Who knew that just walking on the shadowy tree-lined road, he saw a familiar figure standing in front of him. His feet stopped suddenly, watching her back to him, coughing softly, and then moving on. Her steps seemed heavy.
Two workers walked up ahead, Mu Hanxia said, "Did you see Lin Mochen and Lin?" Not every worker knew the boss of the company. They shook their heads blankly: "Who?"
Mu Hanxia was a little discouraged, and she coughed twice, saying, "Lend me your mobile phone for use. I'm Mu Hanxia, ​​Marketing Manager."
The other person doubtlessly handed her cell phone to her, one of them said, "That ... manager, it doesn't matter if your face hurts, should you go to the hospital?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "It's all right."
From Lin Mochen's perspective, she could not see her front, but only heard the voice of their conversation. He watched her cover her mouth, cough badly, and then picked up her phone.
Then the phone in his pants pocket started to vibrate. Has been shaking forever. He did not answer and looked at her. Lin Mochen was dominated by a complex and inscrutable emotion that had been secretly in his heart for too many days. He didn't want to answer, just wanted to continue to look at her like this, see what she had to do, watch her return the mobile phone to the worker, and then continue to walk forward.
Lin Mochen passed over the two workers and followed. Only two of them were left on this quiet road.
Finally, at the door of the workshop, she stopped and turned in.
This is the finished product packaging workshop. At this point, no one is inside. There was only a row of night lights on the wall, shining gently. Lin Mochen stood for a while before chasing in. As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw that she had climbed to a pile of clothes and sat with her back to him, talking to herself.
"Lin Mochen, you are really hard to find." She sighed.
Lin Mochen stood still, but his mouth rose slightly.
She raised her hand to cover her forehead, and seemed a little uncomfortable. Lin Mochen can imagine that the forehead must be extremely hot. At the same time, he saw her little half face, bruised, and her cheeks swollen. This caused Lin Mochen's face to cool again instantly.
"It shouldn't be a problem, you are such a fine person ..." she murmured, "but I'm afraid that the surname Xie will catch you in revenge."
Suddenly she lay down slowly, lying in the pile of clothes, and then slowly moved her hands down, blocking her eyes.
"Don't matter ... I'm really faint, can't find you, just keep the goods for you ..."
Lin Mochen looked at the lights shining above the heads of the two, and they poured down like flowing water. She was lying embarrassed in a pile of clothes, motionless. Only a thin shoulder, shaking gently with coughing from time to time. Lin Mochen has never been a person who is prone to emotional fluctuations, but at the moment, she can't control her mind. Imagine that she could hide in the dormitory, but went out because she was worried about him. Imagine that she broke free from the gangsters and hurt her face , The phone was robbed, looks terrible, but still looked towards his location.
She's not a stupid woman. How much can she do to stand up now?
She just wanted to find him and want to be with him.
When she missed him.
Lin Mochen suddenly realized that he was the one who lost his head.
How ridiculous and stupid these days are.
It wasn't that she couldn't see the faint affection in her eyes, that she couldn't realize the tiny undercurrent between the two—from the night when the car accident first happened, it was silent and growing everywhere.
But he chose to stop. Reason and emotion are resisting.
Because he got the best from birth to now. The best family economic environment, the best university, wealthy friends, and rapidly accumulated wealth. How many women like him, and he never gets emotional.
Because he wants the best and feels he deserves the best. The best, a woman who matches her in every way. He was waiting for that woman to appear. He also considered whether to start with Xue Ning. Because in any way, Xue Ning is a very suitable object. But inexplicably, he never wanted to take that step.
And even if he felt Mu Hanxia's heartbeat, he still thought that the situation was easy and could be given up. He was unwilling to give up his sincerity to her.
But why, at this moment he stared at her figure, but felt that there was no better woman in the world than her?
No more. Before her, after her.
Although Mu Hanxia was exhausted, he did not completely fall asleep. Suddenly, there was a movement behind him. Someone also climbed the pile. She suddenly woke up and was so scared that she was about to turn around, but she heard the man yell, "summer ..."
Mu Hanxia froze, he had embraced her from behind. Mu Hanxia froze, but he hugged tightly, not speaking, but not letting go.
Mu Hanxia couldn't say anything for a moment, but he looked up and saw the wall next to him. The light reflected two entangled shadows. It was him hugging her on this cold winter night.