Don’t Turn from Summer

Lin Mochen got up and walked in front of Mu Hanxia.

She asked, "Where's Anthony?"

"I let him go first."

"Oh. Take it?"

"Well, I won it."

Both of them were silent for a while, because Xu was in a happy mood, and he faintly smiled, always stopping on her face.

"So let's go?" She said.

Lin Mochen: "Where to go?"

Mu Hanxia: "Don't you go back to the company?" The voice didn't fall, but he gently held his wrist. He stared at her sharply: "You forgot? You said you would accompany me to the ground."

Mu Hanxia: "Oh."

Some things have symptoms. Some things have a hunch.

Some things cannot be avoided.

When Mu Hanxia and Lin Mochen were sitting in a taxi together, they watched the twilight fall out of the window like a veil. The city revealed a different kind of silence and serenity, a kind of fatal feeling, like this twilight, immersed her mind.

She knew what was about to happen, knew that Lin Mochen was deep and aggressive, and what he would do to her. But can she not go? No. She wanted to go, but deep down, she was afraid to go. Her heart was like a pontoon floating in the twilight. Despite the silence, despite the intact body and internal injuries that others couldn't see, she always broke through the mist and headed in the direction it should go.

Lin Mochen sat beside her, leaning her elbow on the door, and remained silent. She was extremely silent today, hiding her hands tightly in her pockets. Make him want to hold, want to hold the past all the way, but also can not hold. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly.

It is true that the plot a is located in the city center, but as mentioned earlier, there are several undeveloped plots nearby. So when I look at it from a distance, there is a green grass, there are hillsides and several farmhouses, but it looks like a green field in the city.

Because it has not yet been developed and the civic style of Lin is simple, the plot is not strictly enclosed. The taxi was parked nearby, and the two stepped onto the land.

At this moment, the sky will be dark but not dark, the wind is blowing low, and the sky is vast. The surrounding cities turned into a silent background, surrounding this land that was about to belong to them.

Mu Hanxia gently stepped on the grass and walked forward. Lin Mochen followed her quietly.

She found a topic: "Last time Xie Lin's incident, someone came to our factory to besiege. Now that you have pried Rongyue's land again, do we have to ask you for a bodyguard?

"I'll be careful." He replied, "Be careful, too. Don't place orders, usually in places I can see. Huh?"

Mu Hanxia was silent.

After another walk, there was a small uphill ahead. Mu Hanxia thought that he had won the ground today, and he was still very excited, and climbed up with enthusiasm. Ke Lin Mochen's movements were not slower than hers. She kicked her long legs and came to her side by side.

The wind on the hillside is stronger, Mu Hanxia gathered his collar and looked at the grass below the slope.

Lin Mochen unbuttoned the coat and wrapped her in her arms from behind.

Suddenly, Mu Hanxia felt his warm embrace, like those lingering and obscure feelings in her memory, and wrapped her again and came again.

She was motionless. Want to break free, but don't move.

He was very calm, and whispered in her ear and asked, "Is it cold?" The lip was about to rub on her ear.

"Not cold." Mu Hanxia replied softly, her heart was sweet and sad.

"Oh ..." He answered softly, but with a smile in his voice, his arms closed and he held her tighter, and asked softly, "Today I won the first plot of my life. Don't you congratulate me? "

Mu Hanxia's whole body seemed to be on fire, and his face was flushed with red, and he whispered, "Congratulations."

"A different way of congratulations," he said, "I'm missing a girlfriend now."

Mu Hanxia's heart was burning like a fire, burning her itchy and painful. She turned to look at him, and at a very close distance, between his arms, saw his smiling eyes.

She turned her head, broke free from his arms, turned and walked down the hillside: "Jason, let's go back."

Lin Mochen grabbed her by the hand, but the terrain was uneven, and she stubbornly competed with him, and the two fell on the grass together, and Mu Hanxia fell back into his arms. She wanted to get up, but he buckled her in the chest and hugged her tighter.

The surrounding grass gently scratched each other's skin, the sky was about to sink, and the **** was passing by. His face is also indistinguishable, as if to melt with the night. Just hold her like this, lying between the cold world. She was not allowed to escape, and she was not allowed to belong to him.

"What are you hiding these days?" A low, deep voice forced people.

Suddenly, Mu Hanxia couldn't stand it. He raised his eyes and stared at him: "Lin Mochen, haven't you said, aren't we a good match for each other? Now say what these things do?"

Lin Mochen remained still for a second.

"When did I say that?"

Mu Hanxia put up with it and answered, "October 23rd."

On this day, Lin Mochen was very impressed, because that was the day when Beijing's second clothing flagship store opened. Drunk, ktv, being alone with her, her anomaly afterwards and nothing more ... These moments passed through his mind, he knew.

When Mu Hanxia saw him silent, he felt annoyed and angry, and got up to break free. Who knew that he was quick and clasped her, and said, "That's different. I didn't make up my mind then. How could it be the same now? How many days have I chased you?"

He didn't say it was okay. When he said that, with a touch of arrogance, Mu Hanxia was angry again. She sneered: "Okay, okay, okay. Lin Jason, when you think we are not worthy, we are not worthy. ... you like it now, I have to like it. How can there be such a truth in the world of his mother, you have never looked down on me, why should I look down on you! "She pushed him away and stood. When he got up, he hurried down the hillside.

Lin Mochen got up and looked at her thin and stubborn back in the twilight. This was the first time he heard her grotesque, and his face was completely cold. He didn't laugh, but his voice slowed down. He said clearly behind her, "Mu Hanxia, ​​you can be angry, you can blame me. I used to say something wrong, I made you angry, you rushed at me It ’s okay to get angry. But Mu Hanxia, ​​summer, your heart is with me. You and I ... Oh, both are clear. "

Mu Hanxia was told by him the central thing, the secret she wanted to reveal, but he still said it in such a gentle and hard tone, and she was suddenly sad. She thought: Why is he always like this, this man, always like this, makes her love and hurt.

She stopped abruptly and turned to stare at him. This made Lin Mochen look at her calmly.

One stood on the **** and one stood down. A short distance away, she looked up at him, and he stared down.

"Lin Mochen, why are you always like this?" She said slowly, "I have read a sentence before saying that men always knock on the door, but never push it, waiting for the woman to open the door willingly. I still do n’t believe it, There is no truth in my heart, if you like me, I like you too, so frank, what else is blocking us together. But it really is. You said that what you used to say, you have not made up your mind yet. .Okay, I believe, people are always divided into three, six or nine. You didn't look at me then, it was your choice. But you said you chased me for so many days, so many days, you always knock on the door. But when did you come in by pushing the door? You never said you love me, you never took the initiative to reveal your heart. You provoked me, you hooked me, made me tempted. You just do not speak. You are afraid of being passive, You are afraid to be restrained by me in love. Why, why do you have to open the door stupidly and come out by yourself? Why can't you walk in and look at me without any reservation to me, just like I do to you ?! "

Her voice echoed in the open grass. Tears burst into her eyes, but held back. She stared at him angrily, and it was difficult to say one more word.

Lin Mochen, for the first time in his life, looked at a woman in such a stun.

Mu Hanxia said something that had accumulated in her heart for many days, but she felt relieved for a while, then turned her head again, and saw that the sea was wide and the sky was alternated between day and night. She ignored him and left.

But the more you walk, the quieter your heart becomes. Obviously, it was very refreshing. He hit his face, but his heart was sad. She walked a little at a loss, unknowingly, on the way she had just come. There is still some distance from the main road, but there is no footsteps behind. He didn't keep up.

Mu Hanxia felt more sad, and scolded herself for not being useful. What came to mind was exactly what he had stood in the dusk. What echoed was his words: summer, your heart is with me.

Finally, as he approached the road, someone followed him.

Mu Hanxia stretched her face and did not look back at him, standing by the side of the road and taking a taxi. The streetlight reflected two very close shadows. He said calmly, "I also said just now that I defeated Rong Yue. It is a sensitive period and I cannot place an order. I will take a taxi with you to go back."

Mu Hanxia was silent.

Soon the car came.

She sat in the back row, Lin Mochen opened the other door and sat in.

The car was driving in the city's streamers, with the hustle and bustle on the side, silent like a dream.

None of them spoke.

When he got downstairs in the hotel, Lin Mochen took out his wallet. As soon as Mu Hanxia looked up, he saw his black coat stained with broken grass, the black leather wallet in his hand, and his long, white fingers. She turned her head and got out of the car first.

The two cascaded into the elevator and went upstairs.

This is also his arrangement. I found it a few days ago, this hotel, only two of them stayed in this hotel, the other colleagues are in another hotel. Moreover, they are on the same floor. Mu Hanxia frowned slightly, letting herself stop thinking about it.

"Ding" opened the elevator door, Mu Hanxia went straight to his room without looking at him. With a cold face, he entered the room and closed the door.