Song came to Nancheng in July, and it has been three days since he set off to today. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com] In fact, according to the itinerary, tomorrow they will be after the afternoon research. Also go back to Port City. Leaving the factory at night, walking with Kang Ziwen all the way, he asked Mo Zhengyan, "Why didn't you see Mr. Mo?" ”

"He's back." Song Qiyue replied that as early as the afternoon, when the flight took off, He Sangsang immediately reported her.

"So fast?" Kang Ziwen was a little surprised, although Song Qiyue had already said that Mo Zhengyan would leave this morning, but he didn't expect that he was really in such a hurry.

"The company still has something."

Kang Ziwen remembered that in the morning, Mo Zhengyan's answer was to visit the class. He smiled and said, "It's only a day, I came in such a hurry, and I rushed back." It seems to be concerned about your physical health. ”

Song Qiyue smiled at him and said nothing.

It's just that the front is at the gate of the factory, and I suddenly remembered his sudden appearance last night, and also remembered his sudden words after they took Kang Ziwen away - I met her on the rooftop a few days ago, but there was nothing!

It was his reckless appearance. As if to explain this sentence.

And later, everything that followed seemed to be out of control, so it was like that heavy rain.

Back in the hotel, Song Qiyue was about to take a shower, He Sangsang knocked on the door and entered, "What's wrong?" ”

He Sangsang came in with his mobile phone. "Mr. Mo's phone number."

Song Qiyue took it, and it was Mo Zhengyan's voice on the other end. "I'm back in Hong Kong City," he said. ”

"I already knew." He also came to tell me?

"Your phone can unblock me." He said again, which made Song Qiyue raise his eyebrows, and almost forgot that she did blacklist his number, so that he wouldn't keep calling to disturb her, at this moment he mentioned, she was silent, and he said again, "Let me out of the little black room." ”

was about to laugh out loud, Song Qiyue pursed his lips, but he didn't intend to compromise so soon, "Look at it again, I'm going to rest, hang up." ”

She quickly ended the call, and without waiting for him to say anything more, when the phone was handed back to He Sangsang, Song Qiyue found that she was looking at her with an admiring gaze, "What's wrong?" ”

"Young lady, no one really dares to hang up Mr. Mo's phone." He Sangsang said truthfully.

"Then I'll be the first to eat crabs." Song Qiyue took the towel.

Not only did no one dare to do this, not to mention that Mr. Mo bothered to call to transfer her to answer, and there were more, He Sangsang said, "I have been with Mr. Mo for many years, and since I met you, Mr. Mo has really changed a lot." ”

"What has become?" Song Qiyue also had a hint of curiosity.

He Sangsang thought about it seriously, trying to find a suitable adjective to describe, but in the end, he said, "I can laugh, I will be angry, I will make trouble, in short, I am like an ordinary person." ”

Bang

In the bathroom, the sound of running water was turbulent, and Song Qiyue was taking a bath, and the warm water vapor filled the surroundings and obscured her eyes. She raised her hand to stroke the droplets, and the water vapor in front of her was misty, but she remembered the past he had said in the wind and rain last night.

He talked about his admission, which is the focus of attention of all teachers and students in the school, in addition to his own excellence, the more important reason is the family background, as he said: not so much love, but awe.

Everyman.

There are so many changes in this world every day, and how many ordinary people are suffering at the grassroots level of society. Once, once upon a time, she too. But when they envy those upper class, they may not realize that those who have everything will also have something that they don't have, that is, a normal life like an ordinary person.

The next afternoon, the final investigation was completed, and after returning to the hotel, the two made a brief summary of the trip, and the data report was all displayed, Kang Ziwen said, "With the technology of this company, I think I have no experience with Kang's, and I should be able to solve the siege." ”

Compared with the previous one in Hong Kong City, the Nancheng family is more capable, and Song Qiyue thinks the same, she responds, "I'll see everything after I go back." ”

Kang Ziwen nodded and said, "On the plane at night, you can rest for a while." ”

"Okay, you can rest too." Song Qiyue responded, and Kang Ziwen left.

The evening plane was half past three o'clock in the afternoon, and at this point in time, it was still a little early before the flight. Song Qiyue's spirit was very good, she looked out the window, fixed her eyes for a while, picked up her satchel and walked out.

"Young lady, where are you going?" He Sangsang asked.

"Go out for a walk, you don't have to accompany me." Song Qiyue waved out.

The place where Song Qiyue went was the library that he left in a hurry yesterday morning. On the left is Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, and at the end of school in the evening, the students are coming out one after another, as if it is the reason for the spring sports meeting, so they leave school early. She walked in it, looking at the students' school uniforms, the dark blue school uniforms of male students, and the azure school skirts of female students, she was young and presumptuous, which was really enviable.

Came to the camphor road again, this time it is no longer a stranger, and I have been here more than once. The camphor tree bloomed, and the students on the trail came and went. She strolled along, smelling the scent in the air, stepping on the petals of the wind and rain the night before, and came to the library.

Unlike in the past, today's libraries are mostly borrowed by students.

Song Qiyue entered, and she asked the registrar at the registration desk, "I'm sorry, may I ask, is the curator there?" ”

The man pointed in a direction, and Song Qiyue took a look at it, then smiled and nodded.

The curator was at a desk, discussing the knowledge about the book with the students, and the older scholars enjoyed the time with the young people. Song Qiyue stood aside for a while without interrupting them. It wasn't until the end of the discussion that the curator turned around and saw her standing behind.

The curator was slightly stunned, and then recognized her with a smile, "This classmate, you are here again." ”

The two found an empty table and sat down, and Song Qiyue apologized to the curator, who had left in too much hurry and was very rude. And today is about to leave, so let's say goodbye. The curator listened to her, and he asked, "I wanted to ask you that day, what is the relationship between you and Mo?" ”

What is the relationship, at this moment Song Qiyue admitted to the curator, "He is my husband." ”

The curator smiled, "Actually, I already knew, and then he came to me, and he said that you are his wife." It's nice that he used to be a teenager, and now he's married, and he brings his wife to my library. ”

Time passed, and the old curator was very emotional, he talked about the interesting things that Mo Zhengyan came to the library to borrow books and discuss with him in the past, and Song Qiyue listened to it on the side, and he also felt happy. After chatting like this for a long time, it was almost over, and she had to rush back to the hotel.

The curator chatted with her very closely, and gave her a book before leaving, "You wait, I'll bring it to you." ”

When the curator returned, the book had been delivered to her, and Song Qiyue saw that it was the "anosdesoledad" Hundred Years of Solitude, "This is his favorite book, give you a copy, if you are interested, take a look." ”

Song Qiyue was very grateful and accepted it. Just holding the book, but thinking of another thing, she said with a little embarrassment, "Curator, I think the curtains can be changed." ”

"Curtains?" The curator was surprised, "What's wrong with this curtain?" Last week's school anniversary, I just let people change it, it's all brand new, why Mo Zhengyan came over to let me change, you come and let me change? ”

"He said that, too?" Song Qiyue was stunned.

"Not really." The curator sighed, "I said I don't need to change it, he has to take away all the previous ones, and replace them with a new batch of curtains, it's not exactly the same, what else is there to change?" ”

The curator shook her head inexplicably, Song Qiyue's face turned red, and she said goodbye and left.

Five o'clock in the port city is the punctual time to get off work.

Qian Jue's call came, "Mr. Mo, Manager Cheng of Bona wants to see you." ”

"Please let her in." Mo Zhengyan agreed. Vertical and double-shaped talents.

Cheng Qingning then came to him, led by Qian Jue, she came alone, and sat quietly.

"What's the matter with Manager Cheng?" Mo Zhengyan opened his mouth.

That's really a business-like attitude, Cheng Qingning replied, "Mr. Mo, I came to see you today to tell you that Bona's decision to set up an office in Hong Kong City has been confirmed, so from tomorrow I will take the team to move out of Mo's Jiuyuan." ”

"Of course you can, congratulations Boena." Mo Zhengyan replied, "Is there anything else?" ”

Cheng Qingning looked at him, and said after a moment, "Manager Song temporarily left Mo's and went to do research, which is really hard." ”

"Manager Cheng didn't go from Nancheng to Gangcheng for this project, and it was also hard." Mo Zhengyan replied.

"I hope that the results of Manager Song's investigation will be successful, so that this project can be carried out smoothly." Cheng Qingning looked at him, "Mr. Mo, did you say yes?" ”

"Of course."

"Mr. Mo seems to be very confident."

"If you don't have that confidence, you don't need to start this project."

Cheng Qingning must be, where does his confidence come from, is it to himself, or is it another person? At this moment, it was really unclear, but I remembered everything that Li Chengyi said in Guangtai Building before, although he had not made it clear, but it had already explained everything, it was he who turned around and left after suddenly hearing it, and after leaving that day, he did not appear in Mo's room again until the afternoon of the next day.

"I asked Mr. Mo to meet on the rooftop before, and this incident didn't bother Mr. Mo." Cheng Qingning opened his mouth to talk.

Mo Zhengyan looked at her and smiled, "Of course not." ”

It was his smile, such indifferent and calm, as if he had a bamboo in his chest, Cheng Qingning stared and said, "I mentioned it to my husband before, so he may have chatted with Mrs. Mo for a few words, hoping not to misunderstand Mrs. Mo, although Mr. Mo said no." ”

"There was no misunderstanding." He replied, "Even if there is a misunderstanding, I want to thank you." ”

"Thank you." His smile bloomed.

Cheng Qingning saw it, not deliberately, not sarcastically, not pretentiously, but so open and clear.

But why, he thanked him repeatedly, he was on the rooftop before, and now he is, why do he want to thank him again, why can he say thank you so casually, why can he still be like this when he is facing her?

Cheng Qingning was about to get up, but Mo Zhengyan also got up together, and he also had to go downstairs.

Walking out of Mo's company, the car had already been prepared, Cheng Qingning said, "I heard that Manager Song came back today, Mr. Mo shouldn't be going to pick up the airport." ”

Mo Zhengyan smiled, "If you don't rush over, it'll be too late." ”

As he spoke, he had already gotten into the car and drove away, but Cheng Qingning slowed down. If you don't rush over, it's too late, and if you don't go, it's too late. Every time she came in the past, it was always sudden, and every time she left before, she didn't send it off. It's late, it's really late.

Cheng Qingning stood on the side of the road, she didn't know where to go.

And in the rear, a car came from afar, and it was Li Chengyi in the car, seeing her so dazed and eager for light.

She looked at the direction that Mo Zhengyan had just left.

It's this kind of gaze again, it's this kind again, Li Chengyi's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly condensed. He had seen it, he had seen it a thousand times, so that even if he closed his eyes, he would clearly describe it in his mind.

……

In the lobby of the airport, the screen showed the arrival of the flight, and the man waited at the back of the crowd.

It didn't take long for the arriving passengers to come out one after another.

Among the passengers who came out in a hurry, Qi Jian suddenly shouted, "Mr. Mo, come out." ”

It was a group of them, she was among them, and Mo Zhengyan greeted them.

From afar, Song Qiyue also saw them, Qi Jian was already tall, like a bodyguard, Mo Zhengyan was tall, thin and tall, and he was always particularly eye-catching.

The two parties looked at each other at the exit, and Kang Ziwen said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, did you come here to pick up the airport?" ”

"Mr. Kang has worked hard this time, of course he has to come to greet him." Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "I asked Mr. Kang to break the bill before, and I should return today." ”

"It's fine." Kang Ziwen is also happy.

Who knows, Qi Jian immediately said in the rear, "Mr. Kang, please allow me and He Tezhu to have this honor to be able to invite you to supper." ”

He Sangsang was stunned, but immediately reacted, "Mr. Kang, please appreciate your face." ”

Kang Ziwen is really frozen, how can this be? But he didn't have time to think about it, because Qi Jian and He Sangsang had already come enthusiastically, and once again they stopped him and went to the exit.

"Mr. Kang——!" The assistant shouted, and hurried to follow.

All of a sudden, Kang Ziwen walked away, and Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue were still standing in place and did not move.

"Why do you always let Qi Jian Sangsang take people away." Song Qiyue didn't have a good airway, which was really rude.

"Gifts are still exchanged, as it should be." But he was not ashamed to reply.

Song Qiyue didn't bother to argue with him, she was about to leave, but Mo Zhengyan grabbed the lever of her suitcase and didn't let her go, she said helplessly, "What do you want!" ”｜.

"I'll tell you about three chapters." He looked at her and said.

Song Qiyue couldn't help but be puzzled, and looked at him suspiciously.

"One, we are not allowed to mention the word divorce between us in the future." He spoke slowly about the treaty.

Don't mention divorce? If it wasn't for what he did, would she have had this thought?

"Second, don't shield me from the small dark room if you are angry." He continued, "Also, don't be so angry that you get sick. ”

Song Qiyue listened to the two things he said, and she didn't agree, but she was curious about the third, "What about three?" ”

He took the trolley case and took her hand, "Don't run away from home, now I'll take you home." ”

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