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In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the term. On the afternoon of the last day of the final exam, Mu Qingyang had an exam room to invigilate. When he went downstairs, he bumped into Wen Jianing. He was much more cheerful than before. He was accompanied by two female students, holding pencil cases and textbooks, chatting The one who laughed was a beauty, and when she laughed, many people looked sideways, and her eyes had a bit of the shadow of Wencheng.

After Wen Cheng left, Wen Jianing went to look for him, but the usually eloquent girl hesitated and couldn't explain why, so she said: "I don't know...but...brother is not like that Man, so, can you wait?"

Mu Qingyang remembered what he said to Wencheng on New Year's Eve.

"Think clearly."

Wen Cheng said it was very clear.

So Mu Qingyang smiled, his tone was indifferent, revealing inhuman indifference: "I won't wait." Wen Jianing opened his mouth slightly, as if to refute something, Mu Qingyang didn't let her continue, and cut off the words: "The difficulty is his and has nothing to do with mine."

Wen Cheng has no qualifications to ask Mu Qingyang to wait for him. Wen Cheng knows him too well, so he even said his farewell clearly.

Wen Jianing lost her mind for a moment, came back to apologize to Mu Qingyang, and ran away in a hurry like a child who made a mistake.

From then on, Mu Qingyang's chances of meeting Wen Jianing at school have been greatly reduced. Occasionally, when he sees him, he nods strangely, saying hello teacher.At this moment, the two stepped up and down, looking at each other, Wen Jianing suppressed her smile when she was joking with her companion, and politely called out to Teacher Mu.

The way she lowered her eyes looked so much like that one, it was annoying.

After the exam, I have a holiday.

Mu Mu stewed chicken and duck at home, and said that Mu Qingyang had been too hard these past few days, and Mu Qingyue had been even harder these past few days, so she had to make up for the two of them, and added: no absences are allowed.

When Mu Qingyang returned home, Mu Mu was still cooking. The weather was hot and the kitchen was not very ventilated. While cooking, she muttered and complained: "Why did it get hot so quickly? Wearing cotton clothes seems to be a matter of yesterday."

With a popsicle in her mouth, Mu Qingyue collapsed on the sofa, "So when are you going to install an air conditioner in the living room?"

"You are beautiful," the father shepherd on vacation stretched his upper body and patted the back of Mu Qingyue's head with his palm, "If you are hot, I will learn from your father."

Mu Qingyue couldn't prevent it, the popsicle almost fell to the ground, and was choked by the popsicle that turned into water. She coughed several times and became angry, "I..." The word "rely" didn't come out because she remembered that she was at home, Mu Qingyue abruptly changed her tune, "Hey!"

Mu Mu was overjoyed, and poked her head out of the kitchen, and warned solemnly: "Don't be like your father, your rib-boned body has taken off your strange eyes." Mu Qingyue said "hmm" depressed, Mu Qingyang turned a deaf ear and went to find something to drink in the refrigerator, but Mu Mu asked dissatisfiedly behind her: "Yangyang! Did you hear that?"

Mu Qingyang leaned on the refrigerator door and sighed, "I heard that."

Only then was the shepherd satisfied, humming a little tune, and went back to cooking.

Mu Qingyang took out the ice juice, leaned against the wall and took a sip.

Sometimes people are so terrible, they can swallow the painful past, and even tacitly cover up the past without any hints, as if history never existed.Time heals everything. This is a chicken soup saying. In fact, most people choose to use time to whitewash.Wen Cheng was like a nail that fell into a gear. When he was pulled out, the gear could still turn, as before.

The magazine published three issues. After several discussions, the magazine was finally named "Zhong·Yafeng". Thanks to Karina, the magazine was recommended by many French literary celebrities when it first came out. Unusually good.The contents of the magazine are all Chinese style, including introducing traditional crafts, cultural inheritance, famous articles, etc. They have spent a lot of thought, and the selected topics are unconventional, exquisite and interesting. In addition, the "Chinese fever" in foreign countries is prevalent. It is no surprise that such an authentic magazine compiled by the Chinese is loved.

The start was perfect, everyone was very happy, and they wanted to hold a party during the vacation. Karina had a hot-blooded boy, a rich second generation, who said that his father was happy after graduation, and gave him a small manor, suggesting that everyone go to his Everyone is looking forward to the barbecue in the manor, Wencheng does not disappoint, let them go.

There is a lavender field in the small manor. The native Masai people are familiar with it, but the employees from China are amazed and praised, and they take pictures together. The female employee watched and raised her hand to take a photo of Wencheng with a Polaroid.

Wen Cheng came back to his senses and looked at her. The employee smiled shyly, and handed the photo to Wen Cheng, "Mr. Wen, you look good. What were you thinking just now?"

Wen Cheng took the photo, and a light shadow appeared on it. He seemed to be talking to himself: "There is a saying, I don't know if it is reliable, 'waiting for love', it is the flower language of lavender."

"You're thinking about this?"

"No." Wen Cheng pinched the corner of the photo, lowered his eyes, "I was thinking, it would be great if my lover was here, he would probably like it."

Mr. Wen Cheng has someone in his heart, and this is a tacit fact of everyone in the publishing house, but what happened to him and his lover and what the situation is, no one dares to ask except Karina.Naturally, Karina couldn't get an answer when she asked.

The party lasted until night and played till the end. A group of people drank too much red wine and ate too much barbecue, and finally started singing and dancing. Karina played the craziest, and she seemed out of tune with Wencheng, who was the leader but only looked at him coldly.A call came into Wencheng's mobile phone, he glanced at it, walked away silently by himself, to the edge of the lavender field away from the noise and lights, and picked up the phone.

"uncle."

The other end was silent for a while, and the man sighed deeply, "Excuse me, please rest."

"No." The fragrance of flowers is very faint, and the evening breeze is gentle, which really makes people fall asleep, but Wen Cheng didn't feel sleepy, and sat down on the wooden post decorated by the fence, "it's not very late yet."

The pastor was silent for a longer time, and then he spoke again, with a dry voice: "Stop doing this again."

Wencheng looked towards the sky.This place is far away from the smog and dust of the city, it is summer, and the sky is full of stars. It is obvious that this place is not the same sky as China, but the star road is so similar, like the scenery on the night when he officially confessed to Mu Qingyang.

It's all too easy to get lost.

Wen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Uncle, I had a dream that he fell in love with someone else.

"After waking up, I was thinking, if that person treats him better than I treat him, what should he do, if that person is better than me... what should I do?

"I won't disturb him, don't worry. But the night is long, you have to let me have a sustenance, a foreign country, if something happens to me, I won't leave him with nothing."