Chapter 145

Mu Beicheng wrapped his tall and healthy body in a dark black suit, with a white chrysanthemum pinned on his chest. He solemnly stood in front of Su Xuewei's mourning hall, his right hand in front of her body, and bowed respectfully to her three times.

After the ceremony, kneel before the rain falls, and three kneel in return.

Tears have already flowed out.

"Let's talk."

I don't know when Mu Beicheng has come to the rain.

He crouched close to her, lifted her long hair with his fingers, touched her wet cheek in pain, and repeated in a dumb voice, "talk to me."

The rain pulled his cheek out of his hand without trace.

This subtle action, however, inadvertently hurt Mu Beicheng's heartstrings.

The rain carefully looked at his mother opposite.

However, after three days of absence, Fang Rou's temples have turned white. The whole person looks dozens of years older than three days ago.

"Go and make it clear."

Fang Rou's voice is a little hoarse.

"Thank you, aunt Fang." Mu Beicheng politely thanked him. After a pause, he added, "my father is in good condition. Don't worry."

Fang Rou was stunned when she heard this. The next moment, she seemed to touch one of her sensitive nerves again, and tears burst out like rain.

Mu Beicheng wanted to say something to comfort, but he didn't say anything.

The rain came out of the memorial hall with Mu Bei.

The thin white mourning clothes, wrapped in the thin body of the rain, she stood in front of the tuyere. The white clothes fluttered with the wind and pasted on her delicate body along the wind, which made her thinner and thinner, just like a gust of wind can sweep her away.

Mu Beicheng stretched out his hand to pull the rain. Without trace, he changed his position with the rain and blocked the cold wind for her.

The mood of the rain has been very low, with his head hanging, lips pursed and silent.

Seeing that Mu Beicheng was just staring at her and didn't want to speak, she couldn't stand it and asked him, "what do you... Want to talk to me?"

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Mu Beicheng asked her back. Finally, he took off his coat and wrapped it around the falling rain.

Rain falls and quickly refuses, "I'm not cold, the wind is strong, you wear it."

"Put it on."

Mu Beicheng's tone of command is indisputable.

"You only have a thin shirt." I'm worried about the rain.

"I'm not cold." Mu Beicheng looked at her condescending. His dark eyes seemed to be stained with a sad smile. "I can still feel your worry about me. It's cold. It's really nothing."

The rain fell, and her eyes flickered slightly. She didn't dare to look at him again. After half a sound, she heard her say in a very light voice, "I'm sorry..."

Mu Beicheng's eye pool drama shrank a few times, and his chest suddenly seemed to be hit hard with a hammer. He felt stuffy, which made him a little breathless.

"You know Xuewei's death is really a great blow to me and my mother..."

The rain lowered his head and said.

Feather eyelashes drooped, with a thin mist diffuse, "Xuewei left, but... Since then, there is a her between us..."

She took a deep breath and burst into tears. "What should I do? I can't forget the scene before she left, the scene when she cut her wrist with a knife... I gave her the knife, I gave her“

After all, the rain couldn't control his mood. He grabbed Mu Beicheng's collar and cried hysterically.

Mu Beicheng tightly hugged yuluo. Her words, like a continuous fine needle, pierced his heart one by one, "yuluo, don't do this! Don't blame yourself for crimes that shouldn't belong to you“

He put his arms around her back, tight and tight, "obedience, this sin, let me bear it!"

The rain's arms hugged his waist.

The strength is very tight, almost to embed Mu Beicheng into his body.

She just hugged him for a long time

For a long time, I almost thought the rain would stop talking, but suddenly I heard her say, "Beicheng, let's take a step... Slow down..."

Her voice, so low, so dumb.

Mu Beicheng's figure wearing only a shirt froze for a second.

The cold wind blowing, some cold.

He held the rain falling arm and tightened it a little bit, but he answered, "OK..."

He didn't pray, didn't say much, just one word, good!

He let her go

Give her time and catch her breath.

Because, at this time, she was forced to stay with herself, but she just sprinkled salt on her wound again and again.

That would only make her heavy heart out of breath.

Mu Beicheng is a good word, but it hurts the heartstrings of the rain.

She has all kinds of reluctance, but at the moment, she can't pass the pass in her heart

He buried his face in his arms and sobbed silently, "we all want to be happy."

Rain is not sure whether he will have happiness in the future, but he must have!!

She said, retreating from his arms without trace.

"OK..."

Mu Beicheng's voice was hoarse. His arms slowly loosened her back and stroked her pale face again. He smiled. His eyes were stained with layers of mist, and his fingers pinched the rain's cheeks. "Can you smile and see with me before you go?"

Listening to his words, the rain not only didn't laugh, but cried even more.

The little hand grabbed his big hand and buried his cheek in the palm of his hand. He had already burst into tears.

Mu Beicheng was in the dark deep pool with a thin light shining, "the rain is falling. How can I be willing to... Let you go?"

The rain sobbed, picked up his face from his big hand and pulled out a smile, "don't worry about me."

Mu Beicheng stared deeply at the smile on the corner of her mouth. Obviously, he had a lot to say, but in the end, all of them stuck in his throat and didn't say anything.

Finally, he just reached out and rubbed the long rain falling hair.

"Shall we break up peacefully?"

He suddenly asked about the rain.

With a smile in his mouth, his eyes were thin and astringent.

He knows that the rain can't pass this level.

The one who died before their eyes was her own sister!

Hearing his words, the rain fell and her eyes flashed. The fog in the water was heavier. She just pursed her lips and didn't say much.

For a long time

"There will be another operation later. I'll go first. I'm sorry."

Mu Beicheng finished, turned around and left.

In the cold wind, he was wearing only a thin shirt. The wind swept his strong body, but there was an unspeakable solitude.

"Beicheng, your coat!"

When the rain fell, he reacted and shouted to him.

"No, you take it."

Mu Beicheng didn't look back. He just answered and walked to the parking lot.

He didn't want to look back, but he was afraid that once he looked back, he would never be reluctant to start again!

Su yuluo, this time... Am I really going to lose you completely?

Until Mu Beicheng's figure disappeared around the corner, the rain still stood stunned, and tears had covered her cheeks.

Xuewei, is it really worth using your life to hinder the love between me and him? Or to let me live in my guilt for you all my life? This punishment, whether for me or yourself, is really too much!

No one knows whether Su Xuewei regretted every minute when blood gushed out of her veins——

After that, yuluo and Mu Beicheng really broke up.

No one pestered anyone anymore, as if he had let it go and returned to peace.

And that person, like the deepest secret precipitated in the heart, no one will mention it easily.

And Xuewei

Live in the heart of every loved one who loves her.

"Rain falling!"

The director took the document and walked over to the rainy desk. "Take a look at the new case. He made an appointment with the customer for dinner at 6 p.m. and you'll talk to him about the details."

"OK."

The rain took the document.

"The restaurant address and customer business card are in the folder. Remember, don't be late!"

Director Li told me again and again.

"Sure!"

The rain answered.

When the director left, yuluo took the document and opened it. There was a customer's business card with his name and contact information.

Inexplicably, the rain suddenly thought of Mu Beicheng

I still remember when they first met alone four years later. His business card was in the folder, but she rashly didn't have time to look through it.

Since then, the rain has formed a good habit. The first thing to get the documents is to understand the customer's information.

She closed the paper, sipped the hot tea in her cup, relaxed her mind, and then devoted herself to her work again.

In the afternoon, when the rain fell, he came out of the company early to go to the customer's appointment.

When she arrived at the hotel restaurant, it was only half past five, half an hour earlier.

The rain fell and sat near the window. He ordered a hot drink and waited while drinking.

Outside the window, heavy snow and white snowflakes fall like cotton wool, which whitens the bustling capital of fast food.

Maybe it's because of the heavy snow. The pedestrians on the side of the road and the traffic flow in the middle of the road seem to slow down gradually. When the rain falls, I look down at the watch on my wrist. The clock points to six o'clock, but I still don't see customers coming.

She subconsciously looked around, and the next moment, when she saw the familiar handsome face, she stopped.

Rain falls to think, life always has so many dramatic coincidences.

Not far from the other side, Mu Beicheng sat there and tasted his coffee gracefully.

Today, he is wearing a light gray suit with a white simple shirt, a dark blue tie at the collar of the shirt, and elegant and noble clothes, which make his inherent dignity more and more gentleman.

Beside him sat an old man with white hair, whose dress was equally noble.

Opposite them, there was a girl sitting next to an old man in formal clothes.

The girl's face can only see the side face when the rain falls, but just seeing the beautiful and exquisite side face is enough to guess what kind of beautiful face she has.

The girl's vision has been falling on Mu Beicheng's impeccable handsome face. The shy smile hangs on her lips, pure and beautiful, so beautiful that people are moved.

The two old people seemed to talk very happily, and always burst out a burst of hearty laughter.

The rain fell and looked at the old man beside Mu Beicheng. He felt familiar, half loud and slightly in his mouth. Then he remembered that it was Professor Lin, Mu Beicheng's mentor.

The rain almost doesn't need to see it again, and you know it's a dog's blood... Blind date Bureau.

She just wanted not to open her eyes, but she didn't want to. Mu Beicheng on the opposite side suddenly picked up his eyes. Unfortunately, she was looking at their water eyes when the rain fell.