Chapter 70

It was so bad, so bad that she ruined a life they were supposed to have.

"Boss Why do you suffer so much? The president is such a jerk... " Said, tears can not help but flow out of the eyes.

The sadness of the boss comes from this. She can be so indifferent.

"Silly girl, don't cry. As long as you live, you are blessed. Go to sleep, wake up and everything will be fine. " Mo Hui patted her on the shoulder, accompanied her to lie down, hand movement did not stop, has been patting.

"Will your hurt be well?" Zhang Qing sucked the red nose, a little embarrassed to laugh, "this feeling is really like the feeling of mother around."

"Well. You are a child who is being loved. " Mo Hui also laughed.

"Boss..."

"Well?"

"If we live and love so hard, there will be a complete result." Zhang Qing's words seem to be encouraging.

"Yes." Don't reply in the affirmative.

Now, does she still dare to believe that she has the ability to love others? She was not sure. Before her illness, she wanted to accompany him through his days in Zhuxi Town, and spend the rest of her life savoring his rare purity. However, in the early morning of the hospital, he broke her fantasy. In his eyes, she was still Mo Hui, who he hated, who was fat and stupid, who lost his face.

She thought that she had always been selfish. In the past 17 years, she had stuck to him and ignored his boredom and anger. Now, she is still me.

What is he doing at this time? Accompany her heart and soul, let her silence.

She didn't understand, she never understood him, and she never understood how other men and women in the world express their love, how to express their love.

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winter is coming, and the flowers in the small garden are beginning to wither.

Because the weather began to turn cold, and the frost became thicker day by day. In the morning, there was a thin layer of frost on the roof and on the ground. It was so cold that people could not wait to put on the thickest clothes.

Zhang lingshuo sat on the rocking chair in the corridor of the back building, with a delicate notebook on his knee, and his eyes focused on the screen. The wooden door behind him is half closed. You can see that Mo Hui is wrapped in a thick coat, and his fingers are red to carve the wood on his hands.

"Don't go back. Bake for a while before carving." Zhang lingshuo did not return to remind her in a soft voice, because she stood outside her room a few days ago and suffered cold. But it's not heavy.

It was too cold for Mo Hui to go back to the front building. There was no heating in the back building. Fortunately, Uncle Wang, boss Zhang and people from the town government sent some bags of charcoal. Zhang lingshuo burned the charcoal and put it at Mo Hui's feet.

Mo Hui is still very quiet and won't talk to him, but he knows she can listen. She picked up wood blocks and carving knives today. Maybe yesterday's trip to the archway reminded her of the past. It's good that she's willing to do something, good or bad.

As soon as his voice fell, he heard the sound of wood blocks and carving knives placed slightly behind him, which made Zhang lingshuo's mouth rise.

"By the way, drink the Wuwei porridge you have on hand." He thought he was a bit like a nanny, but he didn't think there was anything bad about it.

Then, the crisp sound of the spoon touching the wall of the bowl began to appear in his ear.

Now she looks like she was very clever when she was a child with her grandfather. With a command from her grandfather, she makes an action and adds a black-and-white eye gaze by the way.

Now, is she watching him?

Zhang lingshuo thought, probably not yet, now her heart knot is still, how can you look at him, can listen to his words has been very good.

He got rid of the thoughts in his heart and thought about how to fatten her.

Behind Zhang lingshuo, Mo Hui drinks porridge slowly, and his eyes stay on the people outside the door for a moment. No matter where he is, he sits upright, so that people can see his back is straight and strong. Without any effort to think about it, you can outline his excellent face in your mind. He has beautiful eyebrows, elegant lips, clear temperament, so good-looking, so excellent man

Another cold wind blew, Mo Hui shivered, but the man with his back to her didn't move.

Isn't he cold? He always stays in the air-conditioned room like spring all the year round. Can he adapt to the cold weather? She's shivering in the room, and she can't warm up when she's baking by the fire. Will he be cold outside?

Looking at the fluctuating data on the screen, Zhang lingshuo suddenly felt a slight force pulling on his windbreaker. In his heart, he was ecstatic and turned to her pair of eyes who didn't know what to do and didn't look him in the eye.

After her illness, Mo Hui opened her mouth and chewed it carefully.

He quietly waited for her to swallow before feeding her. Today, she is wearing a light colored cotton home dress, which he specially let people fly back from abroad. The fabric is comfortable and breathable, and there is no discomfort to the skin. There are small patterns on it, fresh and elegant, which set off her quiet and elegant. Outside the home clothes is a light and warm coat, which can protect her from the cold wind. She is wearing wide cotton slippers on her feet. The slippers are in the shape of rabbits. Two rabbit eyes stare at people with round eyes. Her ears are long and drooping, but they won't touch the ground.Shoes and clothes are very different in style, but they are very suitable for her.

Her eyes glided over the woodcarving on her hand. The woodcarving was not yet formed, but only had a vague outline, but her level could be seen. The lines on the wood block now are smooth, not the rough and indistinct marks of her youth. Now the edge of the knife is flat, there is no extra scar, clean and sharp. When he was young, because of his grandfather, carpenters and technicians came and went in his family. Every time his grandfather asked him to listen to their chat or watch them carve.

Although he can't carve, he can see that her level is above the average.

"Have you never given up the practice of carving?" Zhang lingshuo asked softly.

Don't answer. Look down at the woodcarving. Fortunately, it's not formed. This woodcarving is the same as other Woodcarving in the room, but it's just started. I can't see what it's carved.

These days, his behavior, she saw in the eyes, he tried to let her understand her in his heart.

She has been with him for more than ten years. He treats all people politely and alienated, even his parents. This man, if she didn't grow up with him from childhood, she would not see his heart clearly and couldn't see his particularity clearly. He is worse to the people who love and care more.

She is the only one who can be presumptuous and willful. To his parents, he is born with responsibility; to his employees, he is born with responsibility.

He was not used to being too close to others, and she was the only one who accompanied him from childhood to adulthood.

She still loved him. She knew very well that she had always loved him. Even when she was hurt to the extreme by him, she still didn't change. On the way to the hospital that day, before her consciousness was driven into the dark, she knew that he was crying, and she still insisted on her last reason to comfort him.

How can this man give up his love to make her sad.

He tried to let her know that he loved her, and she saw it.

Maybe she's stupid, but she can't mistake him.

"Are you coming in?" I haven't talked to him for a long time. She didn't speak very well.

Zhang lingshuo's beautiful eyes flashed the light of surprise, and he nodded.

Mo Hui moved a position so that he could sit by the charcoal fire to keep warm. Winter in Zhuxi town is cold and humid, with moisture in the air. He sat in the corridor all morning, his hands red and blue with cold.

Zhang lingshuo took two steps, entered the threshold, and sat beside Mo Hui. A wide bamboo bench became narrow because of his sitting space. His hand gently took Mo Hui's back, for fear that she would slide down the bamboo bench because of avoiding his touch.

"Do you like it here?" Zhang lingshuo stretched out his hand to iron and dry on the red charcoal fire to find the topic.

"I don't like it." She answered slowly, as like as two peas in her childhood, but her eyes would not look at him directly.

"Why?" He wants to know why.

Don't use bamboo sticks to light up the charcoal fire, which makes the charcoal burn more vigorously. The red charcoal fire releases warm heat, and the hot air blows on your face.

"Do you listen to everything I say?" Look up, black and white eyes directly at him, light asked.

After all, scabby and thick wounds must be picked freely to force out the old blood, so that they can be cured. Even if there are scars, they will not become fatal scars.

Zhang Qing's story made her realize, and grandfather Zhang's words, the wise old man's words, made her remember her previous mood.

She wanted to tell him all her feelings. It took her all morning to make up her mind to speak.

"Well." The chin is slightly tight. Zhang lingshuo knows that this will be a fragment that makes him heartache. He wants to hear, and he wants to understand everything about her.

Mo Hui took a deep breath and spoke at a calm and slow speed about a very difficult journey in her life in the past. When she felt sad at that time, now she opened her mouth and found that there was no pain she expected. "I ran out of the hospital and wanted to find you. The villa we used to live in is on sale. I just know, you don't want me, really don't want me. I met an old master who stayed with me all night. Then he took me to the station. At that time, I thought that even if I was abandoned by all people, my family would not abandon me. However, they do not welcome me, do not want to see me, I can only leave After I left home, I went to many places, including big cities, small villages, islands, and even foreign countries, but I couldn't stay. Heart empty, where is a walking corpse, sometimes driven by others, sometimes unable to stay. When I thought I would be crazy, the news of your engagement was broadcast on the screen of the car. I suddenly screamed and scared all the people in the car. The driver was also scared. They thought I was crazy. They looked at me with frightened eyes and were afraid that I would suddenly hurt them. At last, the driver stopped on the way to let me off with my luggage under the protest of the passengers. It was a very remote road. There were no people and even a car for half a day. I walked alone with my luggage for a day and a night. Somehow, I went into Zhuxi town and saw the stream... "