Chapter 1006

Moyanzhu wants to see jiangqingchi again.

Perhaps walking on a spacious road, inadvertently, she looked up, his side of the eye, and then four eyes.

He has a beautiful family around him. She is alone.

Perhaps she will also pass by in the moment, self mocking: "how I was blind, look at this Han than."

Maybe she would smile and nod her head, saying to him, "Congratulations, Mrs. Jiang is very beautiful. I wish you a happy new year.".

That should be five years later, she thought like this, because three years of time, say long, say short, no accident, she and he will not meet, will not meet again.

I can't imagine

Right now.

A bit of an awkward situation.

He was dressed in suits and shoes, with the posture of Zhilan jade tree. The hair on both sides was cut short, thin and black. The only thing that remained unchanged was that he was as bright as before and attracted her everywhere.

Chu Xiangchen released his hand in an instant.

It's not because of Jiang Qingchi's oath.

It's because of the light at the bottom of the eyes.

It turns out, "he" is here.

He thought he would not come, but he did.

……

Ten minutes later, the inside box of the cafe.

Three years ago, in front of the pavilion in the school library, he said, "Jiang Yan, you are cruel.".

When he left, his steps were very light. He had been silent for three years.

Three years later, the two sides sat face to face, mu Yanzhu thought for a long time, but could not think of a name to call him.

She looked at him quietly, but found that he was also looking at her, the eyes were very deep, the former domineering and publicity convergence, with a somewhat complex essence.

"Editor in chief, it's a pleasure to meet you."

When the voice of jiangqingchi falls, moyanzhu sips his lips and finds no name to call him.

Rivers.

Is the river clear.

Or a strange and polite "Mr. Jiang".

As if to see her concerns, Jiang Qingchi took out a business card from the inside of his lapel and handed it with two fingers between his fingers.

"General manager of Jiangnian group branch, jiangqingchi."

It's a gold-plated business card. The three words "jiangqingchi" in the middle, printed in song style, are just and upright. These three words are excellent. They are all left and right structures. At first glance, they look like atmosphere and demeanor, which are all reflected there.

“…… President Jiang. "

"You can call me President Jiang. Jiang is always my father."

Smell words she hook a corner of the mouth, smile is very light, thin can not smell.

"What can I do for Xiaojiang?"

Jiangqingchi only answered a few words, but put out the residual light in moyanzhu's heart.

"Discuss cooperation with chief editor mu."

……

Five minutes later, muyanzhu signed his name in the lower right corner of the contract.

"It's an honor for our magazine to cooperate with a large group like Jiang Nian."

"Why not name the magazine?" He locked her eyes.

Mu Yanzhu's face is calm: "what do you say? I think my magazine has a promising future. The amount of achievements is like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. So it's called Jianghe. What's the problem? "

"Hard mouth."

"What do you say?" Moyanzhu didn't hear him clearly.

"Nothing."

Jiangqingchi stood up, and there was a mature taste between his actions. It was a natural temperament, which polished him more refined in three years.

"I wish Jiang Nian and Jiang Jiang Jiang a happy cooperation."

"Well, if there's nothing wrong with Xiaojiang, I'll go back first." Her face has always been calm.

"What's the relationship with that boy outside?"

“……”

The Moyan candle that is turning around is silent for a moment.

She looked at him again. "Then I asked President Xiaojiang, what's my relationship with him and what's your business?"

"What do you say?"

"What do I say? After you left, you came back three years later and said, "you're all right. Then I have to bow down to you and serve you."

"The person who left seems to be you, Jiang Yan."

"There is no such person as Jiangyan in the world. Three years ago, it would have been scattered."

Finish saying, Moyan candle left.

The moment the door was closed, his eyes were red and wet.

……

Chu Xiangchen and mu Yanzhu walked side by side, speechless all the way.

There are blooming peonies on the roadside. Chu Xiangchen picks a smaller one and hands it to Moyan candlelight.

"Elder sister, there is a day for flowers to reopen. There is no youth left. Elder sister should think about it."

“……”

"Sister, I want to ask you a question."

"Ask." Moyamen candle tightened the palm, and the flower was in her palm, pinched into a ball."Is he your ex boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Then he's back. Will my sister get back to him?"

“……” Moyamen candle shook his head in silence.

"Let me check whether he is suitable for his elder sister. A person as good as his elder sister, he said he would not want to. Now he comes back to find his elder sister. What does he think of her as?"

After a pause, Chu Xiangchen watched Moyan candle.

"I will accompany my elder sister in this period. If my elder sister is reunited with him during this period, I will immediately leave her far away and not give her any trouble. Is that ok?"

"Why, I won't be with you even if I don't get back together with him."

"It's very hurtful..."

Chu Xiangchen said, covering his chest as he did last time, and putting on an expression of deep hurt, but he took the opportunity to drop two tears, thinking that moyanzhu didn't see his tears.

Look up again, raised a big smile.

"Just do what I say. If I have time, I will go to meet him well. If it's a bad guy, I don't need my sister to go out and beat him to the ground with one punch!"

“……”

Moyanzhu wanted to tell Chu Xiangchen that jiangqingchi was a good fighter. He couldn't beat him, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak at last.

It's not that she doesn't worry about Chu Xiangchen.

Instead, she felt that jiangqingchi would not be reckless anymore.

Chu Xiangchen turned around and walked away, crying as he walked, looking up at the moon in the sky. Why do tears flow down when he looks up.

When he came home, he went back to the room without saying anything and learned to stand on his head.

Tears ran down the corner of his eyes.

It's all deceiving!

He loosened his hand and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. His face could not tell whether it was sweat or tears.

……

Mu Yanzhu's apartment is on the third floor.

This is a two bedroom one hall house, from mortgage to down payment, including decoration, all of which are her own money.

Half a year ago, she had paid all the money back for the house.

The mobile phone vibrates ceaselessly, it is the blessing message that colleague sends, wish her happy birthday, wish her work is smooth, healthy.

She replied "thank you" one by one and called in.

The Moyam candle picked up.

This process is very difficult, as if after three years of heavy.

"It's me."

"I know." Moyan candle light said.

"Why do you know?"

"What do you want, Mr. Jiang?"

"If you haven't slept at midnight, go downstairs. I'm downstairs."

"What to do?"

"I remember your birthday every year."

Jiang Qingchi then hung up.

For the first time in his life, moyanzhu hoped that he would not lose sleep, and it was best to sleep until dawn.

She was disappointed by the fact that she tossed and turned to 11:30, not sleepy at all.

He told her to go downstairs, and she had to go downstairs?

What's the logic?

And in what capacity did he let her downstairs?

Ex boyfriend? Working partners? President Xiaojiang?

Yes, even after three years, he's only 23 years old. He's still in his prime. He's a tree in the wind, and he's dignified. With a hook of his finger, countless women flock to him.

Don't want to think about this man.

My heart didn't listen, so I thought of three o'clock in the morning.

Is he really downstairs?

Or did you lie to her and say that on purpose?

At five o'clock in the morning, moyanzhu couldn't hold on any longer. He put on a coat and went downstairs to see for himself.

if covered with confusion, it will be a matter of heart. Anyway, he may have changed. She will never talk like a mobile phone. He will not talk to you as long as you can get three minutes. "

, then, two minutes later, a young boy with a bubble will run down and explain in a panic." just in the shower, he didn't watch the phone, and he didn't mean to drop it. 。”

No more.

Things are different. Your sweetness and I were three years ago, more than 1000 days apart, more than 26000 hours apart.

……

Jiangqingchi is smoking.

He picked up the cigarette with one hand and leaned against the narrow and long car body. The silvery white moonlight fell on his feet, giving him a sense of reality of fading all the lead. It was still the handsome and pressing face, thin lips, puffing and puffing the smoke ring, and squinting slightly.

Mu Yanzhu found that the two men were similar, never in the facial features.

And in the air.

At this moment, she believed that jiangqingchi was the son of jiangbeiyuan. She was noble and did not provoke the cold of the world. She also believed that there was a damned gentleness that was high, not close to people, but attractive.The moment she walked past, jiangqingchi pressed the smoke out.

"I didn't think you would come down today."

"I always have to go to work."

"Five o'clock in the morning, to work?"

"Why do you smoke?"

"You are still the same as before. When you encounter a topic you don't want to talk about, you will immediately turn off the topic."

Jiang Qingchi said lazily, "but I can answer that question well."

"You're still talking so much nonsense." You are welcome to smoke and candle.

He smiled, and there was a crystal light flashing through his eyes.

"This is my fourth time to smoke."

"When was the first time?"

"The night we broke up."

…

Moyanzhu hates asking a stupid question.

But if you open your head, it's like a story. You can only go on. Even if you expose your scars, you should also go on with it.

"And the second time?" She asked again.

"On your 25th birthday."

……

"And the third time?"

"On your 26th birthday."

……

Don't ask me.

Jiang Qingchi made it up for her in person:

"what about the fourth time? Your 27th Birthday today. "

If the words are engraved, they will kill the heart.

He only smokes once a year. Should he be deep or stubborn.

Jiangqingchi opened the copilot and brought out a birthday cake and a box of mangosteen and put it on the ground.

"You said the biggest wish is to eat mangosteen every day, and it's realized."

A box full of bamboos, small and exquisite, about a thousand touched.

The moon is dim and the hair is sour. "If it's OK, I'll go back."

The back was thrust into a hug.

Two strong arms lay in front of her and held her tight. He rubbed her neck with familiar force.

"Happy birthday, my Jiang Yan."

“……”

Think that when we broke up ten days ago, he was lying on her neck and shoulders, crying like a child, saying that we would not break up.

That day she can say happily that she will not break up.

It's been three years since we broke up.

Jiangqingchi, jiangqingchi, why don't you break up for 30 years and come back to me?

Moyamen candle, with decisive strength, broke off his hands, one by one, until he was completely broken off.

"Why come to me now?"

"What do you say?" Jiangqingchi looked at her and asked.

"What do I say? What do I say? Say you don't contact me for three years and come to me suddenly because you want to get back together, can't let me go, can't bear me, can't forget me? "

“……”

He stared at her for a moment in silence.

When her mood calmed down a little, she began:

"if I say something sweet to you again, will you believe it? In other words, will you listen? So those are useless. It's better for me to prove them with practical actions. Why should I come to you? "

His cool hand caressed her cheek and fell just right.

"Go back. Take the cake. I'll move the bamboo to the door for you. I'll send it to you after you finish."

“……”

Moyan candle didn't take anything, mangosteen didn't ask for, and cake didn't take either.

She went upstairs, went home, went to the bathroom, and through the dark brown blinds, she saw that the black Bugatti Veyron was still in place.

I can't see the man in front of the car.

Think of the picture of his smoking just now, three points sad and seven points steady.

He finally became what she wanted him to be.

But why does it hurt so much.

Her hands fell down, covering her eyes, and tears ran down her fingers.

……

It's dawn.

What happened last night was not a dream.

Because that box of mangosteen is placed in front of her house, which shows its absolute status.

There is also the cake, intact on the door, the box is not a wrinkle.

Chu Xiangchen delivered milk a minute late today, so when he came here, he saw a big box of mangosteen in front of muyanzhu's house.

"Elder sister, who sent the bamboo?"

As soon as he spoke, he didn't hear moyanzhu's answer, but he saw the cake next to the mangosteen, and he understood seven points.

"Does sister like mangosteen?" Chu asked again.

"I used to like it," said moyanzhu. "If you like it, you can take it."

"If you don't want to eat, please feed the dog! There are many stray dogs in the community! "

Feed the dog? How can I give up?"Am I going to take the subway, together?"

Moyamen candle soon diverged from the topic.

Chu nodded to Chen and handed her the milk.

"It's late today, sister. Drink it quickly. It's still hot."

"Thank you."

This is the first time mu Yanzhu unties Chu Xiangchen's milk.

She took a sip and frowned. "It's too sweet. It's really not for me."

Chu Xiangchen pretended that he didn't understand him, and crooked his head and replied, "I'll give my sister another taste next time. It's not sweet or sour."

"You're stupid, you're stupid."

"Haha, a fool has a fool!"

That afternoon, Chu Xiangchen was called home by his father to accompany him on a business trip.

"If I don't go to Yuncheng, can't you go by yourself?"

"You accompany me to see the big boss and gain a lot of insight. Otherwise, you will live all day long. Can you live forever? Men have lofty aspirations. Only in business can they earn a lot of money these days. Do you understand? "

"I don't understand."

！！！

Chu's father is going to be angry with him. "If you don't understand, you have to go with me. You have no classes now. Don't stay at home!"

"If I don't go, I have very important things to do every day. If I go, things will stop!"

"What is it? I'll have the housekeeper do it for you! "

"No way! You have to do it yourself to make sense! "

"I'll be on a business trip for half a day. Can I send you back tomorrow morning?" Chu's father gave in half a step.

Chu Xiangchen understood his father's nature and it was not easy for him to compromise.

Besides, if you come back tomorrow morning, you can still send milk to Moyan candle and flowers to her at noon without delay.

So Chu promised Chen.

On the way, I asked my Father which boss to meet.

Chu's father replied lightly: "the eldest son of President Jiang, now the head of KS project."