Han Mo had to admit that when he saw Shuanglang for the first time, it was like throwing a stone into the calm river. With a "plop", it sank to the bottom of the river, setting off bursts of fine sand and stones.

Han Mo thought that with his years of experience in shopping malls, he could be completely happy and angry.

But at the moment when I saw Shuang Lang's shallow smile. He knew—it was her.

Meng Shu watched him sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, browsing the English version of international news on the computer.

However, although he slid his fingers and looked at the screen seriously, his mind flashed with a cool look.

Meng Shu walked over, she couldn't remember when she had met this man after thinking for a long time, she stared at his back for a long time. Han Mo said coldly, "What are you doing?" He felt Meng Shu's gaze.

"When did I see you?" Meng Shu asked in a low voice, "You said you were here, when was that?"

"Five years ago, by chance, I stayed in the hotel. ”

Meng Shu reversed the table on the computer, "Five years...... Five years ago...... Ah, I found ......" She saw Han Mo's record, he came to Beijing from Jiangsu to do business, and stayed in the Le Tourist Inn, which was still small at the time and had no standardized services. At that time, he had a dream. In the dream, a girl was swimming in the river with him, with bright eyes and a shallow smile.

Meng Shu tapped on the keyboard and asked, "Then why did you remember to come here today?"

Han Mo couldn't say it, but there was a force in the dark that wanted to pull him into this inn. Now that I have stepped in, it is very different from back then.

Meng Shu stood behind him, lightly tapping the air with his hand. Fingers fiddled, as if playing with some soft object. A drop of water gradually condensed on her fingertips, sliding.

"I mean, you've hid it well. ”

Han Mo stopped browsing the screen and said coldly, "What is hidden?"

Meng Shu pulled out a chair and sat opposite Han Mo, looking at his eyes and smiling slightly: "The humidity is a little heavy, what's in the water?"

"No manners!" he snorted.

Meng Shu was bored with himself, "The fog has become?"

Han Mo didn't care. He turned his head and looked at Shuanglang, who was still designing in the courtyard. She stood in the sunlight with the dappled shadows of the trees at her feet. She stood there like a crane. Suddenly, Han Mo's mobile phone rang.

"You make it look like its magic, cause I see nobody, nobody but you,you,you......" The Weeknd's melodious voice fluttered and swirled in the silent hall.

Meng Shu's first reaction in his heart was sullen!

And actually used the theme song of "Fifty Shades Darker".

She was happy in her heart, watching the man frown slightly, picking up the phone, and revealing a hint of impatience in her words.

"Hello?"

Meng Shu didn't mean to eavesdrop on Han Mo's conversation, but the delicate girl who came out of the phone was too harsh: "Han Mo~ Where are you? I miss you? Let's have a meal at night, okay!"

"Something. Han Mo responded lightly with two words, sounding like he wanted to hang up the phone immediately.

The girl continued, "But people want to cook for you with their own hands, so I bought lobster and steak and made them for you myself. Come to me tonight. ”

"No, there's something. ”

"But, it's your girlfriend. People miss you. "Sticky, greasy, Zhu Chi, who came down from upstairs, trembled with fear, as if he could give birth to a mouthful of phlegm in his throat.

"Tut-tut" Meng Shubox and Zhu Chi shook their heads one by one.

Han Mo felt the banter from behind and whispered: "The company is working overtime." He hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone hung up, Meng Shu said teasingly: "I have a girlfriend who also hooked up with our Miss Shuanglang, and I thought differently." The look of being looked down upon made him feel really uncomfortable, but he had nothing to say.

He has a girlfriend named Tang Xiaoxiao.

Although his name is Xiaoxiao, he is not chic at all, and often wants to entangle himself like an octopus. has an arrogant personality and it takes him a long time to coax him. However, Han Mo was very patient in the past. Whenever Tang Xiaoxiao was jealous or complained, he would always let her lean on his body, and put one hand around his waist and hugged her, as if listening to her grievances. Crying a lot, make a cup of nectar with locust honey and fresh citrus lemon slices and hand it to her.

Although Han Mo was very busy, he took care of this girl in all aspects. He had never been in a relationship before, and it seemed that no woman could get into his eyes. There are countless bigwigs in the industry who look up to him for his young talent, and they all want to marry their daughters to him. However, they were all rejected by Han Mo one by one. As if he wasn't interested in women, he just had a polite and polite conversation, and he didn't even want to exchange contact information with the other party.

Until he met Tang Xiaoxiao.

She looked like the girl of his dreams, but with a completely different personality.

The girl in the dream is as tender as water, and she is like a proud little princess.

Even so, I still fell in love at first sight.

So no matter how excessive Tang Xiaoxiao's request was, he would meet it. She was so angry in her university dormitory that he rented her an apartment in a bustling area next to the campus, overlooking Beijing's neon lights at night. She asked for TF perfumes, liked TB lipsticks, liked Gucci bags, everything he liked, he bought her seriously.

Unblinking.

Everyone doesn't understand, Tang Xiaoxiao is certainly a little beautiful, but compared to other women who pursue Han Mo, she seems to be a lot more stingy and restrained, and her personality is not atmospheric, and her speech is delicate and reminiscent of Taiwan. Han Mo has always felt that Tang Xiaoxiao's trembling personality may be because she grew up in an orphanage when she was a child, so she must hold things tightly in her hands, so she will flip through her mobile phone and call to check on her post all the time. She used to say that she had an older sister, but she was separated when she was very young. Later, I found my sister with great interest, but I never took myself to see it.

Maybe it's a quarrel.

It's all the little girl's thoughts, he understands.

It's just that all Han Mo's previous efforts and fantasies disappeared the moment he met Shuanglang.

That's the girl who appeared in his dream.

The moment Shuang Lang looked at him, the clear eyes passed through the ribs, tightly wrapped around his heart, and he grabbed it.

In an instant, he suddenly felt that it was a joke for him to pursue Tang Xiaoxiao, who looked like the woman in his dreams. He smiled calmly, as if he couldn't hear Meng Shu's teasing.

Silently picked up his phone and sent a text message: Let's break up.

Looking at the swaying flowers, Shuanglang smiled sweetly.