Chapter 184

Goodbye, London

"What are you thinking?" Mu Yifan hugged me from behind, and with the cool air just coming back from outside, he came close to my neck and gently kissed me.

I rigid body, smile Dodge, "nothing, just homesick."

Even though I've been with him for a year, I'm not used to his intimacy.

Mu Yifan turned my body around, "since you want to go back, you'd better go back."

I Leng Leng, did not expect a joke of his own, he should be true.

He pinched my face. "I know you want to go back. I'm just worried about my career and don't want to talk about it. I recently won an internationally recognized medical award. You don't have to worry. After returning to China, only others hold my share. "

"But..." I still hesitated, after all, the original medical incident to me

His influence is so great.

Mu Yifan put an index finger against my lip and stopped me from saying, "I'm not all for your sake. I want to go back. After all, that's where my hometown is. What's more, "said here, his eyes have a moment of evasion," I'm over there, also have an unsettled account. "

Listening to him say so, I feel comfortable a lot, and curiously asked, "what account?"

But he pulled the corners of his mouth, not very willing to mention the appearance, soft smile changed the topic, asked me to eat.

It's easy to leave, but it takes a lot of time to implement.

First of all, we need to clear the handover of work. I'm glad to say that after all, design is to take orders by itself, and it's not a studio.

Mu Yifan is more complicated. Now that he has obtained the certificate, his international reputation is not comparable. Naturally, the president is not willing to let go of this sweet pastry, and is struggling to keep him.

Mu Yifan talked to him many times with a firm attitude. He really couldn't keep it. He also wanted to sell his personal feelings. He said he had a good friend in China and his own hospital. He asked him if he wanted to go.

Mu Yifan also declined, only said he would look for it.

I joked with Mu Yifan that you might as well follow the president's advice and take over the hospital. Otherwise, when you go back to China, I'm afraid your threshold will be broken by the admirers.

During this period of time, I checked the award that chamu Yifan won, which is indeed an Oscar in the medical field. After I got that award, I was not afraid of not working after I returned home. I'm just relieved.

Mu Yifan just laughed at me and didn't continue this topic.

I don't know why. I always feel that Mu Yifan at this time seems to be separated by a layer of smoke, and there are many things I can't understand.

But I don't want to go into it. We are all adults. Who doesn't have a secret? Even myself, isn't there something to hide from him?

After the work is solved, other things can be done quickly even though they are cumbersome.

The night before I left, Mu Yifan drove me out, God

He said secretly that he would give me a surprise.

I was confused, but I couldn't bear to spoil his interest and went out with him. He brought me to a building, standing on the top floor overlooking the whole of London.

The lights are bright in London at night, and the fog is floating in the air all the year round. It is as beautiful as a dream. I was taken by the beautiful scenery for a moment, and I was stunned.

A warm and dry hand held my hand, and I saw Mu Yifan's gentle smile on my side.

"Do you like it?" He raised the corner of his mouth and asked me softly.

His eyes looked at me without blinking. Behind him were the stars, which made him like a prince in a fairy tale.

It's hard for someone not to be moved by such eyes.

But I don't know why, when I look at him, I suddenly think of another man in a foreign country.

Another man I deeply hate and can't let go.

"Happy face?" He called me back to reality.

I returned to my senses and laughed in disguise. "It's beautiful here. I'm a little distracted for a moment."

He also laughed, did not expose my bad lie.

We talked there for a long time. Mu Yifan came to kiss me. I pretended to turn my head and dodged.

There was a trace of loss in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by a smile.

Goodbye, London.

When I left, I looked at the dim London under my feet and thought.