The high-rise buildings are looking for dusk.

Raining on sycamore leaves.

Chu Bi never thought that she would have this leisure to recite poetry, and this poem was far from her situation, and she couldn't look forward to the return of her lover who was nowhere to be found when it was dark, and the desolation in her heart cried with the night rain of Wutong.

Just thinking about the literal meaning of this makes me feel miserable.

Chu Bi felt that he was just looking at the table full of dishes and the empty home, and he always had the urge to sigh. She didn't love him! Not really! It's just that...... It's just boring!

She turned her face away in frustration to look outside, as the setting sun outside the window had turned the sky red.

Chu Bi still remembered that in the evening of that day, when the sunset was red, as soon as she woke up, she saw Mu Xia telling the doctor with a serious face that he was going to be discharged.

She didn't understand, it's been a month, which tendon is this guy cramping!

The injuries on my body are not yet healed, what do you want to do?! What can you do?!

But the doctor obviously couldn't do that...... The stubborn patient finally had to bow his head under Mu Xia's cold-eyed shooting and surrounded by bodyguards.

In fact, he can't do it if he doesn't bow his head, because after President Mu Xia Mu gave him a cold look, he automatically and spontaneously pulled up his little wife who had just woken up and was still in a daze, and just like this, he walked past the doctor surrounded by bodyguards with a stiff posture and gracefully, without even a single afterglow.

When Chu Bi turned around, he could even see the slight panic in the doctor's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel some sympathy.

It's just that neither she, nor the doctor, seems to be able to influence any of the decisions of the pastor.

Then this trip to Bali ended in the stormy return of the pastor.

Chu Bi never understood, dragging his body that was not yet complete, he didn't have a good rest, what could he do?

After returning to China, Mu Xia seemed to be busier, but what was he busy with, Chu Bi had no intention of inquiring, she had never understood business matters, she thought, even if she knew, she probably wouldn't be able to help.

It's just that this house, from morning to night, is only her, and it is really deserted!

Since moving into the big mansion of this Treasure Island villa complex, the number of times she has seen Mu Xia is even rarer, even if they meet, Mu Xia comes back to wash, change clothes, and in less than an hour, she goes out again.

So, they don't even have time to chat or quarrel.

Chu Bi felt that everything in Bali seemed to be just a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, even the memories left in her mind couldn't tell whether it really happened or just her own fantasy.

Another sigh, Chu Bituo's cheeks were sent to his mouth without a mouthful, the light and light taste was really boring, and it was not breakfast.

So Chu Bi suddenly had an idea, she wanted to invite two cooks to cook! One makes Sichuan cuisine and the other cooks Cantonese cuisine...... Since Mu Xia wants to be a high-class person, there are at least some people in the family to support the scene, right?

Then you need a butler, a servant, a cook......

Just thinking about it, suddenly a bell rang, Chu Bi looked back, and the mobile phone was flashing in the hall.

She rushed over and picked up the phone, "Dad? ”

"Chu Chu, let's go home tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"How long have you all been back home, and you haven't come home to see ......"

Chu Bi could imagine that the father on the other end of the phone must have frowned.

Song Xianglin continued: "Besides, tomorrow is Xiao Mu's birthday, no, you can call Xiao Mu tonight and come over for a night." ”

"Birthday ......"

Chu Bi was dumbfounded, the fox has a birthday tomorrow? That person is so busy that he doesn't even have time to sleep, does he still need to celebrate his birthday?!

"Dad, it's his birthday, what's the matter with us!"

"Huh? Our family Chuchu was angry with Xiao Mu? ”

Father's laughter came from the other end of the phone, Chu Bi was a little surprised, her father seemed to have not been so clear for a long time, for some reason, her heart suddenly felt like she had been kneaded by something, and it hurt sourly.

At this moment, she felt that she was very incompetent, her father was always happy when he talked about Mu Xia, if she was born as a boy, would her father be so happy?

It's just that these inextricable emotions can't withstand the tenderness that gradually arises in my heart.

"Dad, do you like Mu Xia so much?"

She wanted to ask in an angry tone, but she didn't even know it, and her mouth turned out to be coquettish, which naturally turned out to be a bigger laugh from her father.

"Like! Of course I do! Komaki is my son-in-law now, isn't he?! ”

His father's voice came from the other end with a penetrating sense, and Chu Bi couldn't help but be in a trance.

Son-in-law? Does Dad really think he's a son-in-law?

Eyes looking out—

Outside the window, it was completely dark, and outside the villa, you could see the very clean staircase, the open-air parking lot, and the dim light of the street lamps in the community.

"I'll give Komaki a call, you can go directly to the company to pick him up."

My father's voice came again, "Be careful when driving. ”

At the end of this sentence, her father's voice was gentle and kind, Chu Bi remembered, many years ago, her father spoke to her so happily, and sometimes, he would touch her head or pat her gently.

So every time Mu Xia touched her head, she would think of when she was a child, and when she thought about it, she couldn't get angry at all.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Bi changed into a plaid bandeau dress, put on her bag, and went out lightly.

The car is a wedding gift from her father, which is said to be a centennial edition, but for Chu Bi, who rarely drives, she doesn't care whether it is a limited edition or an ordinary version, as long as she can reach her destination safely.

In this way, I was careful and finally arrived at Encheng Building without incident.

But this seems to be the first time that Chu Bi came to the place where Mu Xia worked.

And seeing that the front desk lady hadn't gotten off work yet, she was a little surprised and a little weak-hearted, because she really didn't know what to call herself! Madam? Oh! Goose bumps!

What is Mu Xia doing at this time? She looked up at the ceiling of the hall and tried to see through it.

Compared to the bright lights in the hall, the twilight outside the window is even more distant and the sky is dark.

Standing on top of the tall building, Mu Xia can still clearly see that the color of the leaves has begun to wither yellow, and there are even fallen leaves floating in the air.

The late autumn in the south comes slower than elsewhere, and when you see this scene, you will feel that time has changed and the seasons have passed.

Mu Xia's shoulders were stiff and straight, his eyes were confused, and his face was reflected in the glass, with clear contours, but slightly haggard.

Secretary An looked at the mess in the room, and sighed lightly, there was no news about the sister that Mr. Mu was looking for, as if he was going to find a needle in the vast sea.

At that time, not long after the little doll was sent to the orphanage together, it was adopted by a couple who could not have children, but unfortunately the good times did not last long, Xu was made by providence, and the husband and wife actually had flesh and blood, so the little doll was sent to other places, and to other places, the end of the clue was provided by a Chinese in the United States, but I followed it to find it, but found that it had already been empty, and after that, there was no news at all, and the clues were completely broken.

Secretary An thought: After such a long time, I am afraid that I will really never find it again.

He could understand Mu Xia's urgency, but when he looked at him again at this time, Mu Xia's face was already expressionless, and he seemed to have calmed down.

So Secretary An is not sure whether to report the next thing.

Mu Xia rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Mr. Mu, just now Chu Xiang ......" Secretary An paused for a moment before saying, "Mr. Song just called and said that Mrs. would pick you up and go home together." ”

Family? That old man was really funny.

Mu Xia snorted lightly, raised his hand, and motioned for Secretary An to retreat.

It was only at this mention that he remembered that there was a rookie wife at home. He picked up the phone and was about to press the button, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Mu Xia, are you busy?"

A crisp sound rang out through the crack in the door.

As soon as Mu Xia heard the voice, he knew who it was.

"Come in."

He put down the phone, and when he saw the person coming, his surprise could not be concealed, so he blurted out -

"What's wrong?"