Don’t Turn from Summer

However, there is also a hint of hope and attempt that sprouts in Mu Hanxia's heart. Maybe this is her chance to get closer to him?

It's the turn of winter and spring. The chill slowly soaked on the bus parked at night. Mu Hanxia took off his jacket, carefully laid on him, then clasped his arms, and gently stomped his feet to keep warm. After a while, it was too cold to stand, so I ran out of the car and ran two laps on the platform, feeling that I was warm, climbed into the car, and sat beside him. Repeatedly, she waited patiently for him to wake up.

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The night before, Lin Mochen was entertained late. When I woke up today, it was noon.

He called and asked the hotel to deliver a lunch. After eating in the room, he sat on the balcony and watched the rain outside the window. After a while, he took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the bottom of the trunk, pulled out a lighter, and slowly inhaled.

This is the first time he has smoked in the country. He was greedy to learn in high school, but he soon became disinterested in this hurtful and useless thing. Hardly smoke. The last time I smoked was the hardest time when I was making fruit in the United States.

He was only wearing shirts and trousers, and his tie was not yet tied. Sitting on the sofa with long legs crossed, taking a sip slowly, watching the white smoke rising from his fingers. After smoking one, he poked out the cigarette **** in the ashtray. Instead of taking it, he threw the rest of the cigarette back into the trunk.

Then he exhaled slightly, closing his eyes and resting his head on the sofa. Like the excitement of nicotine aftertaste.

The phone rang and he picked up: "Hey."

He Qingling's cold voice came: "Mochen, I'm aware of something wrong with your company."

Lin Mochen opened his eyes, his eyes sullen, "What else are you calling to do?"

He Qingling lingered a bit, her voice was even colder: "You are my son, I have a responsibility for this, why ca n’t I call you?" Paidun said, "I didn't expect that Lao Zhou was bought by them, it was them "I have also become their move, oh ... what are you going to do now?"

Lin Mochen indifferently said, "You don't need to care about this."

"Wait!" He Qingling's voice finally got a little emotional, "Mo Chen, you are my son. Although you don't recognize me these years, you and I know that we have meat with the skin cut off. So This time, I just caught someone else's trap. Do n’t forget, I am the guarantor of this loan, and I have joint responsibility. And Zhang Yifang has already made vicious words this time, he wants to put you to death, so it ’s not a debt to pay off It's that simple! I already said that you are too young and too arrogant to rely on your talents, but no one looks at it. But the water in Linshi is too deep, and the mainland is not the same as the United States you are used to! Your piece The ground was supposed to be irregular in the process of rubbing the ball, right? Now I heard that they are covering you with fraud! Mo Chen, you must not go to jail! Even if you want to use all the responsibilities to me, I can do it. Now, I had joint responsibilities this time. It does n’t matter if I ’ve spent my life in jail! But you ca n’t! You tell me, no matter what means you use, you can see inhuman means, no matter who you sacrifice to death Who, as long as you get away yourself! You Be destroyed, can not go to jail, you can not. "

...

Hanging up the phone, Lin Mochen sat still for a moment, and suddenly smiled ironically.

Joint Liability.

She went to jail.

play hard.

He grabbed the ashtray next to him and hit him **** the ground.

After a while, he got up and dressed in a suit and overcoat, adjusted his appearance, and just when he wanted to go out, the doorbell rang first.

Opening the door, there was a person who had not seen him for a while.

Cheng Weiwei.

She was dusty, dragging the box, and she was still raining, looking at him.

Lin Mochen waited for a while.

Since learning about Mu Hanxia's life experience, and Cheng Weiwei deliberately discredited that day, Lin Mochen hasn't contacted her much, and let the people below contact her.

"Brother ..." she called softly. The voice is very low and soft.

Lin Mochen was silent for a moment, turned around to let her in, and threw a towel to her: "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Cheng Weiwei sat down inside the house, wiped the water on her face with a towel, and said, "Knowing that your side is a bit tricky, I brought Yongzheng's payment six months in advance. Although the money is not much, it is always useful By the way, look at what else you need to help. I also have some friends in China to help you figure out a way together. "

Lin Mochen smiled: "Thank you so much. After passing this level, I owe you, and return in the future."

The rain outside the window was dripping. Both were quiet for a while, Cheng Weiwei's heart was extremely complicated. She twisted her fingers silently, but was driven by some silent impulse. She asked, "Brother, are you going out?"

"Well, there is a dinner."

She was silent. Actually, rushing over today is more or less impulsive. Because of his avoidance during this time, and the anxiety after hearing about his accident.

It was overcast and the room was a bit dark. Cheng Weiwei looked at his still clear and upright face, and his heart seemed to flow silently. She lowered her eyes, but saw the soot scattered on the ground, and the ashtray rolling in the corner.

Lin Mochen looked down at his watch and smiled lightly: "It's almost time, you go back to your place first?"

"Ok."

The two stood up.

Lin Mochen walked to the door, suddenly Cheng Weiwei rushed up and hugged his waist from behind: "Master Brother ... don't do this ... what's the difficulty, you tell me. I'll think of a way, I'll help You think of it! I always like you so much and want to be with you. Can't you see it? "

Lin Mochen stature: "Vivienne, let go."

Cheng Weiwei's tears fell and she refused to let go, but she could not say anything.

Lin Mochen pulled open her hand, then took a step outside the door and looked at her: "Vivienne, you shouldn't say these things."

His tone was so indifferent that Cheng Weiwei was sad and laughed at herself.

Lin Mochen turned and left.

——

The sky kept raining, and Sun Zhi drove a company car to take Lin Mochen to the hotel.

No way.

Seeing Lin Mochen's face, Sun Zhi didn't say much.

The promise was a luxurious and elegant restaurant. When walking to the door of the private room, Lin Mochen's face had a soft smile.

Open the door, in addition to a few familiar faces, are corporate executives. There was another person sitting in the corner.

Xue Ning.

She was wearing an elegant sweater and a long black dress, with long black hair covering her shoulders softly, and looked at him with a smile.

Lin Mochen's face remained unchanged.

Her eyes were peaceful and gentle.