A Thousand Mountains and Evening Snow: Searching for Love and Leaving Traces

I called Yueying in the car, she was with her family Jiang Hao, recently she was always arrested to Jiang Hao's office, the reason seems to be that she rejected Jiang Hao's marriage proposal last time.I made up a reason for an urgent business trip. Yueying probably was repaired badly by Jiang Hao, so she didn't have the energy to ask anything. She just told me to take care of myself, and Jiang Hao cut off the phone forcibly.

Obviously something happened on the other end of the phone, and because Mo Shaoqian was driving beside me, I turned my face out of the window in embarrassment. Fortunately, he was driving with extreme concentration and didn't seem to notice that I changed. red face.

The Mercedes Benz slowly slid into the parking space in front of the villa, Mo Shaoqian got out of the car on his own, but Butler Ding, who came out to greet me, saw me move down from the passenger seat, and hurried up to support me.

"Housekeeper Ding, she will stay here for a few days." After hearing Mo Shaoqian's instructions, Butler Ding helped me into the door, while Mo Shaoqian who was walking in front didn't say a word before going upstairs.

Butler Ding helped me onto the sofa, and she made me a cup of jasmine and put it in front of me.

"Miss Tong, sit down for a while, and I'll prepare a room for you." Before I could answer, Butler Ding hurried upstairs.I sat on the sofa and slowly changed into the slippers that Butler Ding put on my feet. My feet felt much more comfortable after taking off the high heels.The aroma of jasmine in the cup made my whole body relax.

He has always drank coffee, but Butler Ding, Lao Ma, and Xiangxiu only drank tea or plain water. Back then, only I drank jasmine in this family. I didn’t expect that there was still jasmine to drink now. The jasmine flowers in the trance.

"Mr. Mo bought this jasmine and put it in the cabinet." Steward Ding appeared next to me at some point, "Miss Tong, I have already prepared the room for you. I will help you go back to the room and rest. It will be ready in a while." Come down for dinner."

I was in admiration of Butler Ding's speed. It didn't take long for me to tidy up the guest room. I nodded, but because my ankle was sore, I let her help me upstairs.When she brought me to the door of the room where I lived in for three years, I looked at Butler Ding in confusion.

"Since you left, Mr. Mo asked me to lock this room, and no one is allowed to enter." She pushed open the half-open door while talking, "I just went in just now to tidy up .”

I looked around this room that I am not unfamiliar with, everything was in its original place, even the half-used lotion was still on the dressing table when I left, and the ones I didn’t take away were still there. The coat is just like that on the back of the chair, and the drawing tools I used when I lived here and the interior design reference books he bought for me are neatly placed on the desk in front of the window.I seem to be dreaming, nothing in this room has changed.

"Thank you, Butler Ding, for cleaning this place so clean in such a short while." When I brushed the bed rails, I found that there was no dust at all. Butler Ding's work efficiency is really extraordinary.

"Miss Tong, you misunderstood me. For so many years, I only entered this room today. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I will find that the light in the room is on. I think that Mr. Mo must be in there. I am afraid that Mr. Mo will also clean this room." Yes." Butler Ding helped me to sit down by the bed, "I remember that on the night when Mr. Mo drove you out, he locked himself in the room by himself and silently cleaned up the mess on the floor. At that time, his hand It's still bleeding."

I listened to Butler Ding talking about things I didn't know. It turned out that he didn't say anything, and he used such fierce eyes every time to cover up the scars in his heart.But I was still ignorant enough to stab one knife after another in his heart.

I was worried about what to do if I didn't have a change of clothes, and I couldn't go back to Yueying's house to get them, but now I saw a closet full of clothes, many of which he bought for me before, and the rest were clothes that didn't even have their labels removed. I just picked out one, no matter the color or style, I like it, most of the clothes are white, yes, white, once upon a time, white was his favorite color, but now , this color has become my favorite.

I remembered what Butler Ding said, although I left, the place where I lived for three years, and escaped from his side, but he would still buy pieces of clothes from time to time and hang them all over the closet.Is that how he lived for four years?

Butler Ding prepared dinner, and then helped me downstairs to eat. When I sat down, I found that there was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

"Butler Ding, won't Mr. Mo come down to eat?"

"Oh, Mr. Mo just went out and said that he has something to do and he won't come back for dinner." Butler Ding said while helping me serve the meal.

"yes."

I sat alone at the table. Although my favorite dish was on the table, it was tasteless in my mouth.

After dinner, Steward Ding took a blanket for me to cover my body. I just sat on the sofa and watched TV. One TV series after another was playing on the TV. The plots were protracted and lengthy, but I still sat like this. Sitting on the sofa all night, until the housekeeper Ding woke me up from sleeping on the sofa,

"Miss Tong, it's very late. I'll help you go back to your room to sleep. You'll catch a cold if you sleep here."

I nodded, drowsiness hit me in waves, and I fell into a deep sleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. Although I was very sleepy, I knew that Shaoqian hadn't come home until I went back to my room to sleep.

In this way, I didn't see him at home for three or four days, just like when we had a one-month deal, but at that time we could still meet at home, although the meeting time was only half an hour , but now, since he left before dinner that night, I haven't seen him, not even a single face.

Is he avoiding me?I'm not sure, I don't know his phone number, so after thinking about it, I sent an email to his mailbox.

"Shao Qian, when are you going home?"

I waited for a day with my phone and got no reply.At dinner time, I was still alone facing the table of dishes and the empty room. I asked Butler Ding to go back to the room to rest, and just sat there until 12 o'clock when the carved antique clock in the living room gave a heavy chime. With a bang, I dragged my stiff body and slowly poured the dishes on the table into the trash can.

Turning off the crystal chandelier in the living room, I walked back to the room by walking the stairs in the dark.

In a dark room, I lie on a cold bed, the moonlight outside the window is very good, and the starry sky is very beautiful. I used to lie there and look at the moon and stars like this, and miss my parents, but now I am looking at the same The scenery was blank in my mind.When I was half asleep and half awake, I heard the slight sound of a key opening the door.

Is he back?

I listened carefully, and I could hear his slightly hobbled footsteps, not calm and calm like usual.I heard him and Butler Ding talking, very quietly, but I still heard it.

"Mr. Mo, you are back. Are you all right?"

"I'm fine... you go back to sleep..." After a short pause, his voice came again, "She...Miss Tong... is she asleep?"

"Miss Tong has already fallen asleep, but it seems... Miss Tong didn't eat much for dinner."

"I see, you go down."

Then I heard the sound of him going up the stairs, step by step, as if stepping on my heart.

I felt him standing in front of my room door, and quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Sure enough, I heard him gently twist the doorknob, and I felt a piece of the mattress sinking, and then the heavy weight coming from him The smell of alcohol, his hands carefully brushed away the messy hair on my forehead,

"What should I do? Are you sincere when you come back here? Can I just have you like this?"

His lips touched my forehead tenderly, but I felt a coolness on my cheek.

I slowly fell asleep in his kiss, and I didn't even notice when he left.

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