Returning to Hong Kong City from Nancheng, Song Qiyue immediately returned to the Mo family's old mansion, she was so eager to meet her son. In the back garden of the old house. Aunt Xu was accompanied, with Sister Jiang beside her, and Mrs. Mo was pushing a stroller and holding a rattle? Coaxing the child, the laughter came, and it was a particularly beautiful picture.

Song Qiyue hurried back and saw such a scene.

Mrs. Mo bent over, and there was a gentle smile on her beautiful and graceful face.

Mrs. Mo, who has always been elegant and dignified but almost indifferent, turned out to have such a side, which made Song Qiyue a little stunned.

Steward Zhao accompanied the leader to the back garden. He shouted, "Madam, Miss July is back." ”

This cry disturbed them. also interrupted them, Sister Jiang and Aunt Xu looked at each other, and sure enough, it was Song Qiyue who returned.

Song Qiyue smiled at the two of them.

The rattle in Mrs. Mo's hand? also stopped, she turned her head to look at Song Qiyue, and her smiling face immediately changed to her usual indifferent expression. She asked softly, "I'm back." ”

Song Qiyue replied, "Mother, the matter in Nancheng has been completed, so I rushed back." However, Zheng Yan did not come back together, and he still stayed in Nancheng. ”

Song Qiyue said and walked towards the stroller. She looked closer, and the child was sitting in the car. He was awake, with a pair of dark eyes, smiling and squinting, and he was particularly cute. A pair of small hands are still stretching towards the sky, towards the rattle in Mrs. Mo's hand? It's enough, like I like it, so I want to touch it.

Song Qiyue approached again, and she couldn't help but shout, "Yangyang, mom is back." ”

It's been a while, and although the child is too young and his memory has not yet been fully generated, he is really afraid that the little guy will not recognize himself.

The little guy looked at the face that leaned over, and his eyes seemed to be curious, but the little hands were still waving, as if begging her to hug.

How could Song Qiyue be patient anymore, and immediately picked up his son, the little guy was lying in his arms, he smiled happily, but his eyes were fixed on the rattle in Mrs. Mo's hand?

Mrs. Mo handed it over, Song Qiyue took it, and teased the child.

"Why don't you stay in Nancheng and come back with Zhengyan." Mrs. Mo asked.

Song Qiyue hugged the child and sat in the rattan chair, she replied, "It's been a long time since I came out, I think of Yangyang, I want to come back and see." Zhengyan is in Nancheng, and probably won't stay long. ”

In the afternoon, Mrs. Mo tasted flower tea, and the facial lines of her delicate side face were very rigorous, "Isn't it because I'm worried that my son will stay in the Mo family." ”

Song Qiyue looked at his son's little face and was reluctant to move away, "How come, Yangyang is the son of me and Zhengyan, and also your grandson, I am very relieved, but I have been out for a long time, and I still miss my child." ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll be bad for this child?" Mrs. Mo said again.

"Why be afraid?" Song Qiyue asked rhetorically.

Basking in the sun, Mrs. Mo said slowly, "I have resolutely opposed it before, and you keep the child." ”

After a year, she mentioned the situation again, and Song Qiyue also remembered it. I once thought that if no one mentioned it, maybe she wouldn't tell it again. It's just that now, talking about it again, Song Qiyue is holding the child and holding his little hand lightly, soft, warm, so petite.

"Although I still think that what you did at that time was cruel, and I don't agree with it, but one thing, I must say to you, at that time, I was just looking at the whole thing from my own perspective and position, I'm sorry, Mom, I said something."

"You're a love of conquest." Song Qiyue said softly.

The gentle female voice came, Mrs. Mo looked at the garden in front of her, time was quiet, everything was slow, but it was so bright, all the splendor was brilliant, and it illuminated the whole body in an instant, and also illuminated the two of them. That rattle? Still in your hand, making a coo? Sound.

"Don't think that if you say this, I will change my opinion and recognize you, and don't think that if you give birth to Yangyang, you will really become a member of the Mo family." Mrs. Mo opened her mouth and said, "If you want to gain a foothold in the Mo family, it's not that simple. ”

Song Qiyue smiled, "Yes, I know." ”

"A child's name can't be left empty all the time." After a moment of silence, Mrs. Mo said again.

"I've already told Zheng Yan, Zheng Yan means to let Dad decide, Dad hasn't heard any news yet, probably still thinking about it." Song Qiyue said.

Mrs. Mo frowned slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with this speed, and then she just said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap, don't let the child bask for too long." ”

Hearing her advice, Song Qiyue nodded, and Mrs. Mo got up and took Sister Jiang in the distance.

Song Qiyue is still sitting in the rattan chair, rattle? Still clattering.

Just now, Song Qiyue suddenly remembered that when she was in Jiangcheng before, when she was still pregnant and had never given birth to Yangyang, the walled village where they lived, there was a case in the village. It was a case of theft, a family in a neighboring village was stolen, and while the police were investigating, a woman from the village where she lived turned herself in.

But later, it was found out that the woman who turned herself in was not the real perpetrator, she was trying to protect her son.

Because his son was greedy for a while, he burglary and stole something from someone else's house.

But when the woman found out, she took everything on herself and confessed that she was the thief.

In fact, the stolen items were not too valuable, and because her son was still a minor, he was later compensated a sum of money, and he did not bear criminal responsibility, and after a few days of re-education through labor, he was released and taken home by the woman.

But after that, the woman left the walled village with her son, and they were going to move away.

Song Qiyue visited her and asked her why she was leaving, and the woman said: If you stay, you will be gossiped about, so it is better to move away.

People are terrible, Song Qiyue doesn't understand this truth.

Why do you want to protect your son like this, you would rather go to prison yourself than defend it.

Before leaving, the woman said, "I know that I have done something wrong, but I can't help it, I can't watch him have a stain on his back."

The stain may become a stain for a lifetime, so I would rather bear it myself than let her children carry it. Even if you know it's wrong, even if you know it's not right.

In the past, Song Qiyue still didn't understand, and always felt that Mrs. Mo at that time was too narrow-minded, too selfish, and too incredible.

So at that time she asked her: At that time, he will be said that his mother is a criminal! Is that how you love him? Does loving him make him sad!

Mrs. Mo's answer at the time was: Even if this is the case, I will not allow the possibility of not existing.

At that time, I only felt so stubborn, paranoid to the point that I couldn't pay attention to it, but now, suddenly it is clear.

Even if it is narrow-minded and selfish and arbitrary**, this can't be said, and it can't be said that this is not love.

Song Qiyue only understood at that time.

……

"Mr. Mo, the young lady has returned to Hong Kong City, and she arrived this afternoon. Mrs. took the little master, as well as Sister Jiang and Aunt Xu also walked in the back garden together. Steward Zhao took the young lady over, and then I left. Madame and the young lady chatted for a while, and the young lady went to take a nap, and the young lady also took the young master back to the room......"

"In the evening, we ate together in the restaurant and didn't go out."

"This morning, the young lady went back to the Mohs headquarters, and I followed the young lady back to the company. I have met Vice President Yao, and all day after that, the young lady has been checking the audit of Bona's third-party company. ”

"At noon, I had a meal in the staff cafeteria, eating pork ribs, tomato eggs, and eggplant."

"I had a meeting in the afternoon, and I'm still working."

On the other end of the phone, it was He Sangsang's report, which was very detailed, relaying her recent situation one by one, even what the dishes were, there were no mistakes or omissions, Mo Zhengyan listened with deep eyes, He Sangsang said, "Mr. Mo, that's it." ”

Mo Zhengyan was silent, and after a long time he asked, "Everything is normal?" ”

"Yes, everything is normal." Ho Sang Sang Dao.

After confirming it again and again, Mo Zhengyan said, "Continue to report tomorrow." ”

"Yes." He Sangsang hung up the line.

In Nancheng Changxiang's office, Mo Zhengyan sat alone, he smoked a cigarette, but her face and her questioning voice came to mind.

- If it's in the past, then why don't you tell me that you can tell me when you come to Nancheng and meet her, don't you?

- If you think it's in the past, it's not necessary anymore, you don't think it's important, so why can't it be here? Tell me, why can't it be here?

I still remember that at that time, her voice was solemnly questioning, and her eyes, so focused, were also questioning, asking for an answer.

Before he could say anything, she turned away.

He thought that after he went back, she would shout and question, or he would not say a word in a cold war, but she called him: It's time to eat.

Like a nobody, as if nothing had happened, as if she hadn't questioned him about those words at all.

However, he still felt a little weird, what was strange, he couldn't find the crux of the problem for a while.

I just feel like something is missing.

He took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and the smoke spread out like a white cloud floating outside the window.

The weather in Nancheng is good today, and so is Hong Kong City.

Large clusters of white clouds floated by, and when he was busy and idle, he was lazy to look at the scenery outside the window, and Song Qiyue felt that this was also a kind of enjoyment.

On the first day after returning to Mohs, Chu Yan came to the office to visit the door. I was busy in the morning, so I didn't have to be free, and I finally got out in the afternoon, so I came to get together, Chu Yan lay down in the sofa, and the magazine was flipping through it, "I heard that this trip to Nancheng and Bona's project was won?" ”

"Only half of it." Song Qiyue said.

"I also heard that the other party is pressing, and I have to find a three-party cooperation."

"That's what I brought up, too."

"If they don't suppress it, will they agree?" Chu Yan raised his eyebrows and said.

Song Qiyue smiled, "They don't agree with each other, and now the key is to find the right company." ”

"Then you can find it slowly, I'll pack the ticket with you, the word suitable looks simple, far from being as easy as you imagined." Chu Yan replied.

Song Qiyue didn't know, she put down the document and said, "Manager Chu, I think you are quite idle." I think I should suggest to Mr. Mo that I delegate more tasks to the public relations department. "Virgin claws come to garbage.

"You let me go, I've been working for two weeks straight, and I've been socializing on weekends without a break! It's been a long time since I've been out eating and shopping! Chu Yan complained.

Song Qiyue smiled, "Your mysterious lover didn't look for you?" ”

"What a mysterious lover, I've never been." Chu Yandie did not admit it.

"Okay, okay, single Manager Chu, it's not useful to complain to me here, it's better for you to go to the financial department, there are many elites in that department, as soon as you get out, someone must line up to invite you to dinner."

"On my terms, send someone to invite me to dinner?" Chu Yan was obviously disdainful.

"Yo, who is guarding himself like jade, even if he is empty, lonely and cold, he won't go outside to hook up." Song Qiyue teased vigorously.

Chu Yan was so sarcastic by her that she couldn't do it, she snorted coldly, "Manager Song, you have a good relationship with Mr. Mo, tell me for me, the work density here is too high, ordinary people can't stand it, I'm just an ordinary person." ”

"Don't, if you have something to say, so let's ask Manager Chu to let me accompany you to eat and go shopping." Song Qiyue also understood her hard work, but she didn't dare to ridicule anymore, she smiled, "I just came back, wait for two days, and then look for you to come out." ”

Chu Yan was satisfied, took the magazine and left, Song Qiyue shouted, "This is the ...... I just bought."

"I'll take care of you." Robbery in general, she took it and left.

At night, in the Mo family's old house, Song Qiyue coaxed Yangyang to sleep, and she was free to sort out the information for work tomorrow.

Leaving the room, Song Qiyue turned his head, but saw the small staircase at the end of the corridor.

She had come to the staircase, which led to an attic, but the attic door was locked. She once secretly wanted to break in, but she didn't succeed, she couldn't get in after locking it, and she was discovered by Sister Jiang. Sister Jiang told her that this attic belonged to Mo Zhengyan, but it was usually locked.

Just when Song Qiyue was stunned, Sister Jiang walked up, "Miss July." ”

"Sister Jiang." Song Qiyue shouted back to his senses.

"Madame, let me ask you, has the little master slept?" Sister Jiang asked.

"I'm asleep." Song Qiyue replied, and Sister Jiang noticed her gaze, "Are you looking at the attic?" ”

Song Qiyue responded, "I'm just curious, what's inside." ”

"There's nothing either, it's probably something that the young master doesn't want." Sister Jiang said.

Song Qiyue thought about it, she nodded, and asked again, "Have you been locked before?" ”

"Later, the young master locked it."

"Later?"

"About seven years ago." Sister Jiang pondered.

"So, where is the key?"

"Yes, the young master kept it himself." Sister Jiang responded, and seemed to realize that she had said too much, and she immediately said, "Miss July, please rest early, good night." ”

"Okay, good night." Song Qiyue smiled, and Sister Jiang went downstairs again.

Song Qiyue was also going back to the room, but he couldn't help but look at the stairs at the end again.

Seven years, and another seven years.

I haven't been back to the South City for seven years, and the attic that was locked seven years ago.

Everything has to do with seven years, what a coincidence, but it seems to be taboo.

……

After two days, Song Qiyue finally asked Chu Yan to come out. Between the sisters, it's just to eat and go shopping, and when they are tired of shopping, they will find a place to stop and rest. In the dessert shop, after ordering two desserts, while eating, Song Qiyue asked, "Xiaoyan, you say that a man remembers a woman, how long will it be remembered?" ”

"Men are white-eyed wolves, hello to you today, forget about tomorrow." Chu Yan replied.

"I mean really."

"I'm being honest, too." Chu Yan took a bite of almond cake.

"Hah, that's what I said!" Song Qiyue lowered her head and smiled, she looked at the chestnut cake, and said, "I mean, if there is such a man, he remembers a woman, then how long will he remember it." ”

"Your question is so tongue-twisting, since you said that there is such a man, he remembers a woman, then it seems that he has to remember it for a lifetime." Chu flue.

Remembering it for a lifetime, Song Qiyue's heart tightened, and she argued strongly, "I will forget it in the future, but before I forget it, how long will he remember it!" ”

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" Chu Yan didn't have an answer, but since she had discussed it, she was also curious, "What kind of woman can make a man forget." ”

Song Qiyue thought about it, and she said with a smile, "Generally speaking, aren't they all first loves?" First love is the most memorable. ”

"Who said that, my first love, I don't remember what his face looks like for a long time." Chu Yan said very coldly.

Song Qiyue replied to her, "Have you ever had your first love?" ”

"As a child's mother, my mouth is getting more and more poisonous." Chu Yan choked.

A ringing rang and interrupted them, the mobile phone flashed, Chu Yan looked at it, and immediately understood, "Hey, the child's father called." ”

Song Qiyue picked it up, but found that he didn't know what to say, so he could only "feed".

"Are you off work?" Mo Zhengyan asked over there.

"Down."

"What are you doing?"

"I asked Chu Yan to come out and was shopping with her." Song Qiyue said, she urged, "Okay, I won't tell you yet, I'm still chatting with her." ”

"I'll tell you when you get back."

Song Qiyue answered the hello and ended the call, Chu Yan glanced at her and said, "Don't be in such a hurry, just be transparent." ”

"How can you be transparent with such a big light bulb?" She laughed and shouted again, "Hurry up, I still want to go to the baby shop." ”

There was a topic about remembering the first love, and in the end, it was over.

But Song Qiyue found that even if she told herself not to care, telling herself that everything was just a small episode in the middle of the way, but there was still no way to act as if nothing really happened and she couldn't feel herself, which really made her feel bored.

Because of that inability to control himself, Song Qiyue also found that he was gradually unable to face him calmly.

……

"Mr. Mo, the young lady got up at eight o'clock this morning and had breakfast, breakfast was milk and porridge, as well as wheat bread and some snacks. When I arrived at the office, it was exactly half past nine. As before, I have been working all the time, checking the background of the partner's company...... "He Sangsang's telephone report will come on time every day.

It was no different from before, in the same situation, Mo Zhengyan didn't hear the clue, so he hung up.

However, the strange feeling is becoming more and more obvious.

He finally found out that every time she called at night, she was always so cheerful and happy, as if she had endless words. But now, her phone calls are getting shorter and shorter. Holding the mobile phone, I looked through the time of last night's call, and it was only a short minute.

Because of that minute, just picked up, after chatting a few words, the child cried, so she said to go to bed early, hung up the phone and went to coax the child.

Mo Zhengyan looked through the text message records again, although she also sent messages, asking if she had eaten or not, and other homely words, which did not change, as usual.

But suddenly, his gaze froze, and he saw the message she had sent earlier.

All the unknown difficulties suddenly have a reason, and they suddenly wake up.

……

A few days later, Song Qiyue had just finished a group meeting, and she hurried to the archives to find some relevant basic materials. The archive room is very large, except for the full shelves, it is very empty, there is no one, only the registration girl outside the data room.

Suddenly, a figure appeared outside the data room, and the registered little girl looked up at the person, and was so frightened that she couldn't open her mouth.

The man made a silent gesture and pushed the door open.

Xu was too focused, Xu was his pace too light, so she didn't notice his arrival.

She searched for the identification code of the document on the shelf, looked at it one by one, and suddenly saw what she wanted, and raised her hand to take it down. I just turned around and wanted to take a closer look at the light, but when I turned around, I found a man standing behind me.

The man looked at her sideways, but noticed her slightly furrowed brow.

Song Qiyue was taken aback, she was stunned and said, "You, why are you there?" ”

Isn't he supposed to be still in Southtown? Why is it here?

"When things are done, I'll be back." He replied.

"Oh." Song Qiyue understood, and she responded, "That's good." ”

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for information."

"Found it?"

"Not yet." She turned sideways again, searching the shelf.

He leaned over to her and asked, "Hard to find?" ”

"It's not ......," Song replied, his breath would disturb her thoughts.

As everyone knows, her brows are wrinkled even tighter, and he easily notices, "Is it very troublesome?" ”

"No, you'll find it right away." Song replied.

"I'm talking about the bridge." He asked suddenly, let Song Qiyue be sure.

What she was going to say, admit it or deny it, it didn't seem right, it didn't seem to be able to. But at this moment, she can only be strong, so she pretends to be generous, and says with a smile, "How come." ”

"If it doesn't bother, why do this to me." He asked again. Sister-in-law Suo Miao Penge broke up with his wife

What happened to her? It's clear, isn't it? Song Qiyue frowned even more, but his hand touched her face.

She must be, his fingers caressing her eyebrows, as if to rub away her troubles.

"It's been a long time since you've called my name." Song Qiyue heard him say that she was looking at him and was looking down at her, "After that day, I didn't shout once." ”

If you hadn't discovered that information, if you hadn't seen the difference in order, if you hadn't noticed that there was a cry: Zhengyan.

He was shocked to realize that he had just found the crux of the problem, she had not called his name for a long time, and she had not called his name for a long time.

Since that day, there has never been any more.

Not once.

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