So, he made a bold move and asked the townspeople to help him build a simple garage and park the car in. She remembered that it was not him who drove the car in.

When Zhang lingshuo finished all this, he sighed comfortably.

But every few days, he would bring in one or more things. First, satellite signal instruments would make the signals on the mountain clearer. Then, more and more modern things such as fax machines, printers, microwave ovens and bread makers would make the house more comfortable day by day.

He is more and more busy, more and more things, either knocking on the computer, or constantly walking around the room to make or answer the phone, communicating with people at the other end of the phone in different languages. Occasionally, in the interval of making a phone call, he would look up at Mo Hui in the corridor of the back building. Sometimes their eyes would look at each other across the space. Sometimes they were reading a book or closing their eyes. He still looked at her until she noticed his burning eyes, and he laughed at her so much that he couldn't see her. When she was angry, he turned and went on with what he was doing.

Since he packed her house with a bunch of modern facilities, he began to have two bad habits. One is to have lunch and dinner with her, because she gets up late, so he is embarrassed to force her; the other is to take a walk, no matter it's sunny or rainy, he takes her reluctantly for a walk, so that she won't stay in the rocking chair in the corridor all day to bask in the sun, or she won't do any exercise at all.

Because he found that after he came in, she didn't even make steamed buns, and the customers in the shop were fewer and fewer. Except for a few familiar customers, few people came back, and the people who came had to cook noodles by themselves. After Zhang Qing left, there were no waiters here.

But even so, the day is walking quietly, and it comes to a certain day in September. Mo Hui also put some expectations in his heart on this plain day.

This day scorching sun wins like fire, echo cliff edge dangerous on the road, the figure is flowing.

Some people hold hoes high, some people carry stones. They are very busy.

"The president and the boss? Am I right? " As one of the workers pulled up, he watched the little work.

"Yes, yes, but where are these two going?" The other stopped and looked curiously.

"It is estimated that the boss is ill again. The president should take her to the hospital." The previous worker observed for a while and got the answer.

"Let's catch up first. It's not good if we can't finish it beyond the time limit. Mr. Zhang doesn't pursue the responsibility. The group behind him is not so easy to talk about." Uncle Wang controlled everyone's conversation.

Mo Hui sat quietly behind him, his face almost on the back of the man in front of him. His hot body temperature came out through his shirt and burned her face.

She has never leaned on this back. I don't know if it will feel warm and safe.

This man, he's not ruthless, she knows.

This man, he is not cold, she also knows.

Just, his ruthlessness, his coldness, his arrogance, his bad temper all gave her a person.

"Here we are." Zhang lingshuo stopped the tram and looked back at the woman behind him. She looked very sad.

Why?

"Good." Grief is almost instantaneous, fleeting.

Zhang lingshuo recognized that this was the last time she came to the back mountain. There was a pavilion on the mountain. After a few days, the thorns spread to the road. Just a few short steps, thorns cut the trousers with good texture, and made a series of leakage marks, while the woman walking in front almost ran like unconscious.

One stretched out his hand, and he pulled her to her side and took her to avoid the thorns.

Warm current from the wrist position slowly conduction, slowly flowing through the body, temporarily driving away the deep cold in the body.

The pavilion on the hillside stands there quietly, simple and natural.

Mo Hui walks by the pavilion and looks at the stream in the distance. His eyes are wandering between the stream and Zhang lingshuo.

Why did she come here again with him?

She didn't know, but her heart was beating in her chest.

Before, she was active and brave; now, she is timid.

Now, she has always had men who she hated and hated right in front of her eyes. Instead of the previous disgust, she is more gentle and focused.

She Can she be brave and active again and strive for a warm memory with him?

This time, she didn't possess him, she didn't pray for him. She only hoped that he would have her when he was in Zhuxi town. When he left, he would live a life full of anger and anger, and she would live the rest of her life by having his memories.

Can such a simple wish be realized? Can he give her some more beautiful and warm memories? Don't rush back to your heart.

Zhang Qing is right. Let the past go. What she can change is her present and her future.

She didn't ask for his company in the future, just now.

Zhang lingshuo didn't know what she was looking at. He thought her eyes were OK. On the contrary, it was more like the gentle eyes in a dream. He simply let her look at it.

"Have you ever loved someone with your life?" It's Mo Hui's voice. After the intense mind turns, it's a calm voice."No Zhang lingshuo's voice is steady and full of magnetism.

"No? People like you don't need beautiful and excellent women in their lives. " Mo Hui can't hide the sour gas in his heart, but he still says it in a flat tone.

"Well. Men are more rational than emotional. They may like it, but they have little love. " Zhang lingshuo replied calmly, with no ups and downs in his tone.

For men, love is just the seasoning of life, but it is a must for women.

"Why?" She didn't understand.

"Because I'm busy, I don't have much time to pay attention." He answers honestly and looks at the woman in front of him.

She is a little different today. She has more energy and more expectation.

Why?

"You don't have a woman's place in your heart?" Mo Hui asked softly, a little afraid of his answer.

"There are two." I don't know why. After thinking, Zhang lingshuo gave a positive answer.

For this woman, he didn't want to cheat.

Smell speech, don't return to cool heart.

"Well, two. One is my fiancee. We were engaged for two years, but we didn't get married. She is a beautiful and confident woman. I appreciate her and get engaged with her when her family is in crisis. As time goes by, I gradually get to know her and find that there are many differences between us. She likes lively, I like quiet; she likes brand jewel, I like simple. Many of our living habits are different. If we get married, it will be a disaster. " Zhang lingshuo said simply, picked a clean stool to sit down, and looked at the front, "I want to end the current relationship, but I don't know how to do it without hurting her. In fact, to come here is to avoid her. "

He didn't know why he said this to her, so he blurted out.

Don't be silent. Two years ago, the woman who appeared on the screen with him and a smile on her face was not the person he expected? Such a woman can not enter his heart, where does she come from the stupid self-confidence to insert a foot in his world? Isn't it self humiliating?

"And one more?" Don't go back to the quiet place.

"She I met a girl in a small village when I was a child. She was very fat and not beautiful. When we are together, I always hurt her involuntarily. When my grandfather was alive, he once appointed her as my fiancee. She came to the city from that remote village to find me. She was so stupid that she did something stupid every day. However, this silly girl cut one side of her kidney to save my mother when she was dying

Don't turn your back. Is that all she is in his heart?

Stupid, fat, stupid woman.

“…… Before she woke up, our family took her to the United States. Since then, there has been no more news from her. " Zhang lingshuo struggled for a long time, saying the most difficult part. Why would a strange woman said Mo back, he did not know.

Maybe it's a stream not far away, like a pond in the village.

"You Why do you do that? " Don't look back at him. I'm afraid I can't hide my hatred.

It's hate! Don't hate anyone, just yourself.

I hate that I am still waiting for his answer.

"Because Fear

“……” fear? Why? Is she the one who will be afraid and panic all the time? What is he afraid of?

"I'm afraid of being entangled by her again." Zhang lingshuo said truthfully, and now he found out how cruel he was at that time.

Mo Hui held his hands tightly beside him, shaking all over.

The love she thinks is a beast that others can't avoid; the love she thinks is just her own wishful thinking Let the people she loves avoid it.

"Now I can't wait to see her. I want to see her. I want to make her hate again." Zhang lingshuo turned his head and looked at Mo Hui, "her life has been very wronged. She was wronged by her family in her home, by my parents and I in my home, and finally abandoned..."

Is he pitying her? She doesn't want sympathy, especially from him!

"What if she's dead?"

She felt that the people behind her almost shook and fell into a long silence.

"Then I'll dig out her ashes!"

Then I'll dig out her ashes!

Mo Hui looks at Zhang lingshuo. His eyes are picturesque, and his pure black eyes are gentle but firm. There are too many contents in his handsome eyes, some of which she understands and some of which she can't understand. All of them emerge in a flash.

But it's just a flash.

Before she could see clearly, he turned back to the original aspect of Qingjun and gentleness.

"Do you want to learn from Wu Zixu? She may have already lived the life she wanted and forgotten you! " Mo Hui asked softly, she didn't understand why she could be so calm at this time.

Zhang lingshuo seemed to be hit by the heavy thunder. He was stiff again. His tall and straight body seemed to be unable to hold up at that moment and bent slightly.She lived a life that had nothing to do with him! He never thought about it, or he never thought about it in this direction. Mo Hui has really stayed in his life for 17 years, and has been close to him for 17 years, longer than his grandfather and his parents. She took part in almost all the journey of his hesitation when he was young, and even in his youth, she joined in valiantly.