black mandala

Hehe, what am I? "

He Qingwen's bright eyes flickered, but Xiao Muyuan couldn't see through them, and He Qingwen seemed to have seen through everything.

"Xiao Muyuan, you're thinking too much. Hongtian and Shengshi are business rivals, and it's inevitable to fight each other. Moreover, based on your position, you have to fight."

"But the opponent is you."

"That's right, it's me. What? Are you afraid that I will lose, or are you not confident in yourself?"

"No, that's not the problem." Xiao Muyuan raised his gaze suddenly, and looked at him very seriously, "Qingwen, tell me, I want to know the real reason why you came back from America."

☆, admit

?The author has something to say: Listening to "Autumn Feels Strong" and watching "Black Mandala" is more artistic~~

"The real reason?" He Qingwen laughed twice, "Xiao Muyuan, you really think too much."

"Qingwen—" Xiao Muyuan grabbed He Qingwen's arm, "Tell me—"

He Qingwen turned around, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "Xiao Muyuan, what do you want me to tell you, what do you want to know? Xiao Muyuan, you have been going around on these issues, and you have to ask clearly. What's the point after all?"

"Of course——meaningful!" Xiao Muyuan grabbed his arm, tightened it slightly, and looked at him firmly, penetrating into his heart.

He Qingwen took a breath, and said solemnly, "Okay, Xiao Muyuan, if you insist on figuring it out, then I'll tell you. Xiao Muyuan, have you ever thought that if Shengshi was not with me today? If so, there must have been a fierce battle between the two families, and you can see what the outcome will be. Leaving aside my reasons, Shengshi is a branch of the Wo* family in China, and there are very few opponents Hongtian is one of them. If Dougron wants to strengthen the prosperity and fight against it, Hongtian will not have many victories. Perhaps, the current prosperity is just a toy for Douglang, and Hongtian can also I don't take it seriously, but once he gets serious, Shengshi will definitely become a sharp weapon, enough to destroy Hongtian to nothing, and the only one who can stop it is me. As long as I don't speak, Dougron will temporarily It will not pose a threat to Hongtian."

He came back from the United States in order to hold the invisible knife of Shengshi in his own hands, and use himself as the sheath to seal this sharp weapon and guard Hongtian.

Everything is for Hongtian, and——

He Qingwen faced Xiao Muyuan, a hint of metaphor flashed in his eyes.

"That's why you came back from America? Before—"

He Qingwen nodded, "Yes, I did come back for revenge before, I wanted to use the prosperous age to fight against you, and take Hongtian back from you, but I found that now Hongtian The development has exceeded my imagination, and I have to admit that Hongtian will go better with you, and only by handing Hongtian to you, my father's hard work will not be in vain. And—” He sucked With a deep breath, he sighed, "Even if I really take back Hongtian, the world is impermanent, and at that time, it may only become another kind of bondage for me. Therefore, it is better to let nature take its course and let Hongtian be in charge of you. but."

"You mean, Douglang will use Hongtian as a bargaining chip to threaten you?"

He Qingwen clenched his fists, frowned lightly, shook his head, and replied, "No, as long as I stay by his side willingly, he won't think about it."

"Willingly?"

Xiao Muyuan listened to these four simple words, but his heart was twitching, it was not a good feeling.

How could he fail to understand how much grievance and humiliation He Qingwen contained in these four words.

Suddenly, he felt that Rong Yuan was right, and everything he had done before was also right, so he made a decision.

"He Qingwen, I will not give up."

He Qingwen was stunned, "Xiao Muyuan, what do you mean?"

"I mean, I will not give up my previous decision, I will definitely find a way to get you out of him, out of Dougron."

"Xiao Muyuan——" He Qingwen suddenly realized, "Xiao Muyuan, I fell for your tricks, I am really confused, why did I tell you these unnecessary words." He Qingwen threw Xiao Muyuan away angrily. hand.

"But if I don't ask, how can I know your mind!"

"So what if you know? Do you want to watch everything be destroyed, want to destroy Hong Tian with your own hands?"

Xiao Muyuan shook his head, "Qingwen, no."

"No? Xiao Muyuan, put away your idiotic dreams! I want to ask you now, you said, you want to take me away from Doug Lang, then where do you want to take me Where?" He Qingwen yelled at him.

"I--"

"Bring it to your bed?" He Qingwen stared straight into Xiao Muyuan's eyes like nails.

Xiao Muyuan stared blankly at He Qingwen, speechless.

Seeing that he was silent, He Qingwen snorted and sneered, took a few steps back, and leaned on the sofa, "You are all the same, you are all the same selfish, you are also asking for reward from me as saviors , but never asked my opinion, Xiao Muyuan, I thought you were different, but in the end, you are also the same, for your own selfish desires, for your own satisfaction, you willfully squander what others care about the most , and I just want to keep Hongtian. Xiao Muyuan, I have already offered Hongtian with my own hands, why, why are you still so persistent? Do you have to break my few remaining dreams? Are you willing?"

Xiao Muyuan was speechless, because he realized that no matter how well he hid it, He Qingwen's words were like a scimitar, gouging out the darkest part of his heart.

Not even admitting it.

Yes, that was his most fundamental idea, what made He Qingwen free, what made He Qingwen happy, it was nothing more than a beautiful veil over his ugly desires.

He wanted to have him, to take him back from Dougron, and he didn't want to take it anymore.

This strong desire/desire is the biggest driving force for what he does.

He Qingwen was right, he and Doug Lang were the same.

Admit it, then, admit it—whatever!

"Qingwen—" Xiao Muyuan approached him from behind.

"Xiao Muyuan, don't—"

"Qingwen, I——love you!" The hug followed, so tight——suffocating.

He Qingwen's body shook suddenly, "Xiao Muyuan?"

The slight booing breath lingered in his ears, like a sultry breeze, while his embrace was more like a huge furnace, which almost completely melted He Qingwen in an instant.

"You are right, I am indeed selfish, but I believe that there is no one who is not possessive of the person he loves, Qingwen, I am just a layman, I am not a god."

Xiao Muyuan held He Qingwen's shoulder and turned him around.

The deep eyes are intertwined, and they are close to each other, allowing each other to breathe clearly.

If this is a crime, then he is willing to add more crimes and go to hell, and he will not hesitate.

Take his lips, take his tongue, Qingwen, don't run away!

Even though He Qingwen couldn't keep backing away, Xiao Muyuan still forcibly grabbed his shoulders and tried every means to get close to him.

Big deal, get another slap.

"Xiao Muyuan, no, no, no—" He Qingwen couldn't stop backing away, shaking his head.

Can't, go wrong again.

The two of them are about to retreat to the window, and outside the window, everyone will immediately have a panoramic view of this scene.

He Qingwen pushed Xiao Muyuan in a panic, and Xiao Muyuan was trying his best to hold back his hand, at this moment——

"Yangyang, what are you doing?"

The two froze at the same time, and slowly turned their heads to look at the person who made the sound.

Luo Jing was holding a stuffed bear in her arms, holding a photo frame in her hand, and was staring at the two of them with strange eyes.

He Qingwen was startled, and suddenly withdrew his arm from Xiao Muyuan's hand, and turned around to hide his embarrassment.

Xiao Muyuan covered his forehead, and asked Luo Jing helplessly, "Aunt Jing, when did you come in?"

Luo Jing didn't answer him either, she just looked back and forth between the two of them twice with her eyes, and then pointed at the two of them with her fingers.

"You can't fight."

"Aunt Jing, we didn't fight, okay, you—" Xiao Muyuan raised his eyes, and saw Luo Jing walking towards He Qingwen.

It was the first time He Qingwen encountered such a situation, he stared at Luo Jing in a daze, and called Xiao Muyuan's name to ask him for help.

Xiao Muyuan hurried over, stood between the two of them, and rescued He Qingwen.

"Yangyang, who is he?" Luo Jing asked Xiao Muyuan in a low voice.

Xiao Muyuan coughed twice, "Aunt Jing, this is my friend." He turned his head, gave He Qingwen a look, telling him to keep silent, then turned his head again, and continued to coax Luo Jing, "Okay , Okay, Aunt Jing, you go back to your room first, and I’ll take you for a walk by the beach later, okay? Uncle Liu—”

He called several times, and the housekeeper Liu Zhong walked in.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Liu, quickly take Madam back."

"Yes, yes!" Liu Zhong nodded to Xiao Muyuan twice, and then walked towards Luo Jing, persuading her in a low voice while gently pulling her arm, "Let's go, madam, the young master has guests here, let's not disturb he."

Luo Jing pouted, looked back at Xiao Muyuan every step of the way, the things in her hands fell to the ground, she murmured to him reluctantly, "Go for a walk."

Xiao Muyuan nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay!"

"You are not allowed to fight." After speaking, he gave He Qingwen a hard look, "You are not allowed to bully my Yangyang."

He Qingwen was chilled by her staring eyes, and felt that this woman must be quite a remarkable person before she went crazy.

Luo Jing was led out by Liu Zhong, and He Qingwen watched this intrusive episode end, sighing secretly, it was also fortunate that Luo Jing appeared, so that people outside the window would not see something they shouldn't see.

He Qingwen approached Xiao Muyuan, at this time Xiao Muyuan was lowering his body, picking up the photo frame that Luo Jing was holding earlier from the ground.

He picked it up, and at the same time brushed the face on it with his hand, even if nothing dirty was left on it, but judging by the posture, the person in this photo must be an extremely important person to him.

He Qingwen glanced at it with his eyes. The person in the photo seemed to be only about ten years old. He was an extremely handsome little boy with an innocent face, but his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to the crazy woman just now.

Xiao Muyuan raised his head, and smiled at He Qingwen embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry, I made you laugh."

"She is--"

"My adoptive mother."

"A foster mother?"

Xiao Muyuan nodded, "Yeah." Then he asked with a smile, "What? Don't you know that I'm an adopted child of the Xiao family?"

"Really!" He Qingwen was a little surprised, but he had never checked Xiao Muyuan's information, "Then why did she call you Yangyang?"

Xiao Muyuan held the photo in his hand, thought for a while, and handed it to He Qingwen, "That person is my younger brother, to be precise, her son, and the relationship between us is indeed a bit complicated. The time is really unclear."

He Qingwen took the photo and stared at the immature little boy, once again feeling the beauty of childlike innocence, he was so pure and innocent.

Turn over the back of the photo casually, and the date of shooting and the name of the owner of the photo are clearly written on it.

It was ten years ago, and what surprised him even more was the boy's name.

Luo Songyang.

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?Songyang?Loose?

It turns out that this is the origin of the name of "Songyang" Electronics Company.

But why, Xiao Muyuan would name his company after a younger brother who has no blood relationship with him?

He Qingwen raised his head and looked at Xiao Muyuan with questioning eyes.

Xiao Muyuan just showed a wry smile.

"he died."

He Qingwen couldn't help being astonished, and sighed, "Really! What a pity, so young, are you sick?"

Xiao Muyuan's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, he stretched out his hand to take the photo that He Qingwen handed back, and stroked the photo with his hand, covering it on his chest with great love.

"No, he is - died because of me!"

Obviously, this is an extremely desolate story, and He Qingwen couldn't help but be shocked by it. He was very curious and wanted to know the reason behind it, but when he saw the sadness in Xiao Muyuan's eyes, he thought about it, I still stopped my curiosity and did not continue to inquire.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"Oh, it's okay, it's been a long time, and—we've all got what we deserve, what we deserve." He looked at the door thoughtfully, then lowered his body, picked up the The plush bear turned around and sat back on the sofa.

He Qingwen waited for a while, but did not follow, and still stood there hesitating.

Seeing that He Qingwen hadn't come over for a while, Xiao Muyuan realized that maybe it was because of his own gaffe just now that He Qingwen had a grudge.

So he stood up and said hurriedly, "Look at me, just take care of yourself, come back and sit down!" Seeing the doubts on He Qingwen's face, he continued, "I'm sorry, I—I was reckless just now, don't worry, I won't do it again." That way, without your permission, I—would never do that again."

He Qingwen hissed and walked back.

"The coffee is cold, wait a minute, I'll ask someone to change it."

"No need, Xiao Muyuan, I'll just sit down and leave."

Xiao Muyuan slowly took back the steps he took, and sat back on the sofa next to He Qingwen, looking at him.

Some things have exceeded He Qingwen's expectations. The purpose of his visit today is to find out about Xiao Muyuan's condition, but why, things turned out like this, and why Xiao Muyuan's anger was aroused again for no reason. Fighting spirit?

He thought, he did say something he shouldn't have said.

"Xiao Muyuan, maybe I shouldn't be here today."

"No, it's my fault, Qingwen, you're right, I did—ignored your feelings, I should respect your meaning, but whenever I think about it, it was because of me that I let you I can't forgive myself for being subject to Dougron, and I want you to be free, really, I want you to—"

"Xiao Muyuan, you misunderstood."

"What?" Xiao Muyuan was astonished.

He Qingwen smiled lightly, "There is one thing, I think you misunderstood." After a pause, he continued, "Doug Lang is very kind to me, he is really kind to me, he is sincere - he loves me .”

Xiao Muyuan didn't speak anymore, he pretended to be calm and reached out to pick up the coffee cup, but because of the shaking of his hands, the liquid in the coffee cup spilled on the coffee table.

The two of them stared at the gurgling black liquid on the coffee table, and seemed to smell the miserable smell emanating from it.

"how about you?"

This question was something Xiao Muyuan had always wanted to ask. The reason why he didn't ask it was because he already vaguely knew the answer.

Regardless of whether the answer He Qingwen gave was true or false, once he said it, it meant that there was no room for change.

Whatever the answer is, he has to accept it.

He was waiting quietly.

"Xiao Muyuan, we've lived together for three years, we-"

"I see, Qingwen, you don't have to—say any more."

Xiao Muyuan clenched his fists tightly and looked around with anger, but he didn't meet He Qingwen's eyes.

The living room fell into silence again, and it seemed that there was no topic to continue.

He Qingwen stood up, "I'm sorry to interrupt you today, I should go." He bowed his head back and prepared to leave.

Xiao Muyuan then stood up and whispered, "Qingwen!" After thinking about it, he didn't know what words to use to persuade him to stay, and finally he could only say, "I'll see you off."

When the two walked to the door, they felt the cold winter wind blowing through the gap, rustling, revealing such a trace of coolness, which immediately made people sober.

When approaching the door, He Qingwen stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at Xiao Muyuan who was beside him, "Xiao Muyuan, we—we have lost too many things, but luckily, we still have the rest of our lives. The things I want to protect the most, my Hongtian, your Songyang, we can’t lose any more, I beg you, don’t be the wire that ignites everything, I’ve already done this for this reason, so please, let go Let's go, okay?"

Seeing He Qingwen's deep and expectant eyes, Xiao Muyuan nodded sadly.

He Qingwen smiled, as gentle as light.

Xiao Muyuan could only smile wryly, wrapping the heart-wrenching loss back into his belly.

The people had gone away, and Li Dongxu returned to the living room with Xiao Muyuan who almost fell from the entrance.

"Mr. Xiao, why are you bothering?"

Xiao Muyuan nestled weakly on the sofa, and waved to Li Dongxu, "I'm fine, let me stay by myself for a while."

Li Dongxu withdrew from the living room, stood at the door, looked at the motionless Xiao Muyuan, and sighed for a long time.

******

"Brother Qingwen? Brother Qingwen?"

Rong Yuan pestered He Qingwen, who was staring out the window in a daze, and called him back from wandering thoughts.

"Eh? What's the matter, Yuanyuan?"

Rong Yuan pouted in dissatisfaction, "Brother Qingwen, I finally came out today, do you want to finish this meal with me without saying a word?" She poked the plate with a fork as she spoke. steak.

He Qingwen smiled wryly, "I'm sorry Yuanyuan, I'm thinking about something."

"Brother Qingwen, the day after tomorrow is the new year, do you plan to spend it alone?"

"So fast!" He Qingwen was stunned for a moment. After living abroad for a long time, he didn't pay much attention to the Chinese lunar calendar, especially when he just spent Christmas with Doug Lang in the United States a while ago, feeling the strong festive atmosphere It hasn't dissipated yet, so the meaning of the new year has faded a lot.

After Jing Rongyuan said this, she suddenly realized that the street was indeed covered with colorful lights of various sizes, and the characters "Fu" were everywhere, creating a festive atmosphere.

"Oh, I really didn't pay much attention." Then he nodded, "Yeah, let's live by myself." A lonely expression inevitably appeared on his face.

"Brother Qingwen, may I come to accompany you?" Rong Yuan winked at He Qingwen.

He Qingwen smiled lightly, scratched her nose, "Not good."

"Why?" Rong Yuan said angrily.

"Stay with your dad at home, do you have the heart to leave your dad at home alone?"

"However, you are very pitiful by yourself!" After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes, "How about this, I will accompany my father until midnight, and then I will rush over to accompany you, okay?"

"No, how can you run around in the middle of the night as a girl, don't come here."

"Brother Qingwen—"

"I said no, no."

Rong Yuan put the fork on the plate in dissatisfaction, pouted and turned her head to the side, ignoring him.

He Qingwen looked at her for a while, and called her a few times, but Rong Yuan ignored him, and finally He Qingwen had no choice but to surrender.

"Okay, okay, my eldest lady, so, let's make an appointment temporarily. If you must come over, I will send a car to pick you up at that time. Is that okay?"

Rong Yuan glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, then slowly turned her head around, still muttering in dissatisfaction.

"It's so kind to treat you like a donkey. They are not afraid of your loneliness, so they want to come to accompany you. Otherwise, why would I travel here and there? Do you think I am really free?"

He Qingwen repeatedly apologized, "I got it, I got it, my eldest lady!"

well!How can my future husband bear such willfulness!

He Qingwen got up to go to the bathroom, and when he pushed the door open, he almost collided with a person who happened to come out.

"sorry!"

He lowered his head and apologized to the man, but the man didn't say a word, he just lowered the ball cap on his head, covered his mouth with his hands, and walked out while coughing.

He Qingwen didn't take it seriously at first, and continued to walk in, but at the moment when he closed the door with his hand back, looking at the man's back, he felt a little familiar.

It was just one glance, and the next moment, that person had disappeared around the corner.

He Qingwen thought for a while, then raised his foot to chase after him and looked around the hall, but unfortunately, that person disappeared.

He is a little strange, who is this person?He intuitively has an impression of this person's back.

Who is it?

While thinking, he walked back from the bathroom and sat back on his seat.

"Brother Qingwen, where are we going next?"

After eating, Rong Yuan touched the corner of her mouth with a napkin, her face was full of excitement, it seemed that she didn't plan to go home yet.

Seeing that she was so happy, He Qingwen couldn't bear to refuse. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Well, I'm going to 'GreenDream' to see the scene. I plan to restart next month. Are you interested?"

"Of course!" Rong Yuan almost jumped up, "It is said that you found 'GreenDream' designed by an internationally renowned garden designer, and I haven't had a chance to see it yet!"

"Silly girl, what you can see now is just a foundation."

"But this is your dream, Brother Qingwen, I want to see what your dream is like." Rong Yuan looked at He Qingwen expectantly.

"My dream?" He Qingwen smiled lightly.

It's a pity that his dream is too long, but he doesn't have much time. I really don't know if he will have the opportunity to continue to fulfill this dream in the future.

Perhaps he should have another talk with Doug Lang.

After paying the bill, He Qingwen picked up his coat and put it on his arm, then asked Rong Yuan to hold his arm, walked out of the restaurant together, and drove to the "Green Dream" scene in the car.

At this time, outside the restaurant, the man in the ball cap slowly poked his head out from the corner, looked at the black car driving away, with a fierce look in his eyes, and gritted his teeth viciously.

"He Qingwen, just wait - I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

Then, disappear again. ?

☆, loneliness

?Normally, a person doesn’t feel lonely, but during the festival, when I look out of the window and see the bright lights of every house, I suddenly realize how big the house is and how quiet the surroundings are.

A person, it turned out to be so lonely.

He Qingwen turned on the TV, put the notebook on the table full of dishes, and talked to Yu Juan who was far away in the United States.

"Mom, I'm so sorry that I couldn't spend the New Year with you."

Yu Juan smiled softly, "What are you talking about? It's my mother's fault that I let you spend the New Year in China alone, without anyone around to take care of you."

"It's okay, I can take care of myself. I used to do this when I was studying in the United States."

The past is like a dream, and in a blink of an eye, those things happened a long time ago. The difference is that he was in the United States at that time, while He Yuntian and Yu Juan were in China. Now, it is completely opposite.

Yu Juan sighed deeply, "If that hadn't happened, we and the Rong family wouldn't have come this far, then at least on a day like today, you can still go to the Rong family, and you won't be left alone." alone."

"mom--"

Yu Juan slapped her hands resentfully, "Look at me, this is a New Year's Eve, why mention these things, it's a disappointment!"

"Okay, Mom, look." He Qingwen turned the computer to the table, and pointed at a table of delicacies, "Mom, look, I won't treat myself badly, I prepared a table of delicious food."

After a while, He Qingwen turned the computer around and saw the smile on Yu Juan's face, although it was gentle, it was also bitter.

"Son, in fact - no matter what kind of life we ​​two mother and son live, as long as you are happy, mom really doesn't expect too much."

"I know, Mom!" He Qingwen nodded and looked at the time on the wall clock. It happened to be ten o'clock in the evening, but it is only nine o'clock in the morning in the United States, and there is still a long time before midnight, and in the United States, it is not particular Chinese New Year doesn't have such a strong festive atmosphere, so Yu Juan doesn't particularly care about it.

The two mother and son talked each other for a while, when Yu Juan suddenly looked out the door, then got up, as if to meet someone.

Then I heard Yu Juan's very polite voice vaguely from there, and after a while, another person's face suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Diven!"

"Dougron?"

Although the two still talk on the phone every day, but now with Yu Juan, He Qingwen still feels a little uncomfortable with such a face-to-face video. After all, there are many things that are inconvenient to say in front of Yu Juan.

So the two of them seemed to be whispering, and He Qingwen didn't even dare to speak too loudly, "Why did you go to my mother's today?"

Dougron cleared his throat on the other side of the screen, then looked sideways, and whispered with a smile, "Come and spend Chinese New Year with my mother-in-law, won't you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Qingwen was startled, and almost poked his head into the screen to see Yu Juan's reaction.

Doug Lang chuckled, "Don't worry, my mother-in-law is not here, she went to make tea for me herself."

"Doug Lang, you have such a big shelf!"

Dougron continued to laugh, propping his face with one hand, "Baby, I really hope you can come back soon, then we will be a family of three, oh, no, it should be said—" He smiled mysteriously, and didn't say any more.

He Qingwen didn't care at all, "Doug Lang, shut up, be careful when she comes back and hear it later, do you want to scare her to death?"

"Got it, got it!" Doug Lang waved his hand, and after a few sighs, Yu Juan came back.

Doug Lang immediately stepped aside and returned the seat to her.

After chatting for a while, when He Qingwen cut off the screen and looked up at the clock, it was already past eleven o'clock, and the table was full of dishes with only a few bites, so he felt tasteless. He Qingwen put down his chopsticks, walked to the piano by the window, Sitting on the stool, he played a few times casually, but a solo without an audience was meaningless, so he resentfully gave up and didn't continue to play.

He opened the curtains, stood in front of the window, and looked at the sky.

There are no stars tonight, it seems that there are clusters of haze covering them, even the moonlight is flickering, and there are occasional gusts of strong wind, blowing the windows and doors loudly, always like To break in.

Is it going to snow heavily?

He Qingwen hugged his arms unconsciously, but he couldn't drive away the coldness in his bones.

Is he really the only one left tonight?

The courtyard by the sea, which is usually white, is now covered with red, with lanterns everywhere, and blessing characters everywhere.

But why is it still so deserted?

Xiao Muyuan sat at the table, tasting a table of dishes by himself.

Luo Jing had already gone to meet Zhou Gong at this time every day, and tonight was just in the yard, looking at those lanterns for fun, and went to bed an hour later than usual.

Now, he is alone in the restaurant.

He thought for a while and got up.

"Master, where are you going?" Liu Zhong, the housekeeper, asked Xiao Muyuan who was putting on clothes.

"Oh, I'll go out for a while."

"Do you need to tell Assistant Li?"

"No, I don't need it." Xiao Muyuan waved his hands hurriedly. Today is New Year's Eve, and Li Dongxu has been very busy these days. It's rare to get together with his family during the festival, so he doesn't want to disturb him. "Don't tell him, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Okay, sir."

Xiao Muyuan drove alone through the urban area, looking at the streets and alleys from the car window. Although the streets were brightly lit, the bustling and crowded scenes of the past had disappeared.

The strong wind blows, and it is full of bleakness after the hustle and bustle.

He didn't stop, and drove all the way to the other end of the city, the villas in District A.

He didn't understand why he drove in this direction, Xiao Muyuan didn't seem to have thought about it, but just relied on his intuition.

It wasn't until the car drove to the villa and saw the heavy curtains hanging that I realized how stupid I was.

so silly!

Here, what's the use?What separates them is more than that door?

The distance between them is far more than thousands of miles!

He sat in the car, staring blankly at the window, as if time had just stopped.

Until, until a crack was opened in the thick curtains, the light inside came out, and then, a figure appeared.

Xiao Muyuan sat up suddenly, he couldn't stop looking at the window, but the man's eyes didn't seem to be looking here.

That's right, because he has been hiding in the shadows, how could that person see it.

"Qingwen!" Xiao Muyuan clenched his hands several times and then loosened them, his hands resting on the door armrest.

Should I get out of the car?Is he in the room or is there someone else?What would He Qingwen say if he saw him?Is it welcomed or loathed?

A series of worries made him in a dilemma and hesitated.

Finally, he worked up the courage and got out of the car.

As he walked, he thought, if He Qingwen saw him before hanging the curtains, he would be bolder.If He Qingwen didn't see him, then he would go back to the car immediately.

His steps moved very slowly, almost like an old and sick cat, walking forward step by step.

Then, he saw that the curtains were drawn down again, blocking the light in the room.

Xiao Muyuan's heart finally fell to the ground at this moment.

It seemed that even God would not come to help him.

He sneered at himself and turned to his car.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of the courtyard door opening behind him, and then he heard someone calling him.

"Xiao Muyuan!"

Xiao Muyuan suddenly turned around, and saw He Qingwen wearing a warm robe, standing at the gate of the courtyard looking at him.

"Why don't you knock when you're here?" He Qingwen opened the courtyard door and leaned down, "Come in!"

Xiao Muyuan was stunned for a moment, but his body couldn't help but followed He Qingwen into the room.

Xiao Muyuan saw that the lights in the room were bright, the TV was on, and the dishes on the table were completely laid out, almost without a bite being touched.

He Qingwen sat casually on the sofa and glanced at him, like a very lazy Persian cat.

"Are you alone?"

"Don't you know how to watch it yourself?" He Qingwen leaned his head back on the sofa and glanced at him sideways, "Why did you run out at night? Don't you need to stay with your aunt?"

Xiao Muyuan chuckled, "She's asleep!" But even if she didn't fall asleep, it's no different from celebrating the New Year with him alone, and what's the meaning of the festival to Luo Jing.

He Qingwen hummed, which was a response to Xiao Muyuan.

The two sat opposite each other, with a table of cold dishes in front of them.

On the TV, the gala show was full of singing and dancing. Apart from the excitement, neither of them paid much attention to the substance, so that they didn't remember anything after watching the whole show.

Just like that, just sit there, it will be twelve o'clock soon.

I don't know if the girl Rong Yuan will come, but there is still no phone call.

He Qingwen stretched his waist and looked at the dishes on the table.

"Anything else to eat? I'll go heat it up."

Xiao Muyuan shook his head, "No need, I'm not hungry."

He Qingwen thought for a while, "I'll go and cook some dumplings, it's a custom after all, I remember—I seem to have asked Weir to prepare some quick-frozen ones." He walked to the kitchen while talking, opened the refrigerator, and rummaged through it.

After he found the bag of dumplings from the refrigerator, he went to look for the pot. Usually, the stove is rarely turned on at home, so it took a long time just to turn over these things.

The pot was put on, and the water boiled. He Qingwen checked on the packaging bag how long it would take to boil.

"How long does it take to cook this stuffing!"

A hand stretched out from behind him and took the food bag.

"I'll come!"

Xiao Muyuan stood in front of the stove, rolled up his sleeves, then skillfully put the dumplings in the water, stirring them slowly with a spoon.

"It seems that you often cook?"

"It's not often, but sometimes I'm hungry in the middle of the night, and I don't want to bother the servants too much, so I go to the kitchen by myself. Moreover, I found that once I go through the kitchen, I feel that it is also a kind of fun, waiting for the food During the cooking time, I can think about things, or I can think about nothing and just wait."

He Qingwen chuckled, "That's right! I didn't expect that the famous Chairman Xiao would regard cooking as fun, interesting!"

Xiao Muyuan also laughed back, "It's quite interesting!"

The twelve o'clock bell has passed, and the TV is full of joy and excitement.