On the way to the airport, Miao Haoshi drives.

They didn't bring assistants, she drove well, and Nie Chen was a teacher, respecting teachers.

Nie Chen was in the co-pilot, stopped what he was doing, looked at Miao Hao for a while, and suddenly asked:

"Is the steering wheel on the left easy, or on the right?"

"It's the same." Miao Haoshi looked ahead and replied without waves.

"Are you used to going back to Shanghai? Or are you used to Hong Kong? Nie Chen asked again.

She glanced at the city outside the airport expressway and replied, "I'm still used to it." ”

Nie Chen changed his posture and tilted his head in the handmade passenger seat with his hand.

This is a Bentley Continental GT, which is expensive, forced, designed, horsepower, and torque are all first-class level, and the appearance is quite high.

The only downside is that it's boring.

It's the same as Miao's.

For example, now, her face with no distractions and resignation from the Three Realms is really unbearable.

Nie Chen's skin was stirred up. Don't look at him 40 years old, a man is always a child, this is definitely a saint's saying.

"Hershey, have you never liked anyone?"

"Huh?" Miao Haoshi's willow eyebrows moved slightly, and finally only hummed for a moment, expressing doubts.

"Your car is really similar to your temperament."

Nie Chen looked at her side face, couldn't help but sigh, and couldn't help but want to make fun of her.

Miao didn't understand it for a while, but he quickly understood, and his big eyes blinked innocently a few times, ignoring him.

Today's children are as watertight as her, are they old and serious? Even if you haven't gone into the sea a few times, it's enough to shoot the old rivers and lakes of your predecessors on the beach?!

This does not correspond to scientific logic.

Nie Chen began to look at her carefully, he sent her today, and he originally needed to get to know her well.

They have been working together for more than half a year, and the company's appreciation and tacit understanding of each other in business is beyond expectations, but there is still little understanding in private, especially when Nie Chen is good to Miao.

The sunlight in front of him was getting stronger, so Miao put down the visor and gently pulled down Nie Chen's side.

Under the sunlight, her pupils were not completely black, but some faint greenish-brown, radiant, amber-clear, but hollow and deep, undecipherable.

Nie Chen has really never seen such a girl, always so cold and rational, clear and quiet, almost desireless and ruthless, so that she has no girl's little temperament at all.

Her beauty and her lack of interest offset each other, and it seems that she lacks the charm she should have. However, in the case of Nie Chen, he is also counted as a woman, and a girl like Miao Haoshi, who will arouse men's curiosity and desire to explore from time to time, is actually as little as oxygen in the thin air in the sky, and has a fatal attraction.

Contradictory and inscrutable.

But if, as she said, she was an orphan adopted and raised by Mu Pengfei, then all this is understandable.

"Hershey, how did you grow up? I'm curious. ”

He decided to get to know her openly and unfairly.

Miao slowed down the car, knowing that this was Nie Chen's focus today.

"Mr. Mu, has he never mentioned this to you?" Miao Haoshi asked lightly.

"Actually, we rarely talk about personal matters, Hershey, what do you usually call him? Mr. Mu is certainly not a good name. ”

What to call him? She even thought about it.

She used to want to call him daddy, when she was very young, but she never dared.

Later, when she grew up, she learned that there are many possible relationships between men and women. She herself began to wonder what Han called him.

After going to Hong Kong, Mu Pengfei spent very little time with her in Hong Kong, and she would miss him very much. Once, she walked into Mu Pengfei's room and found him drinking alone, the room was dimly lit, only the trembling and blurred sound of old records was echoing, and he sat there sadly, like a person she didn't know at all.

It is a guitar concerto that is said to have been composed by a blind composer as he stood on a ruin and reminisced about the good times he had with his wife.

That night she watched him quietly by the door, and stayed for a long, long time. Listening to the music, she suddenly remembered the scene when she saw Mu Pengfei for the first time.

What she had forgotten, the beginning that had been buried in the dust of her childhood.

It was a dimly lit hut, and she didn't know why she was in it. When she was scared and began to tremble, a man suddenly pushed the door open and entered, with the light on his back. She had never seen him, and she was so frightened that the doll in her hand fell to the ground, and she wanted to cry but did not dare to make a sound. And he paced slowly, picked up the doll, dusted it off, and handed it back to her arms. Then he crouched down and looked at her for a moment.

Her tears still fell, and he reached out and gently wiped them away, then smiled lovingly at her. The figure, tall and warm as spring, was imprinted in the deepest part of her memory and turned into a dream.

People say that Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, but he didn't know whether he turned into a butterfly or a butterfly dreamed of himself. Her life story became such an unknown dream.

He never mentioned anything about her before, but told her that she was the orphan of his best friend from his youth, and that he was entrusted with taking care of her for the rest of her life.

In fact, Miao Hao remembered that she had a mother, but her mother had never met Mu Pengfei and had never appeared since. Her last memory of her was just a sad Thurso, behind the persimmon tree, never looking back.

She never asked about the cottage again, nor about her mother.

She knew it was probably a taboo.

However, reality and dreams still have to be separated after all.

Nie Chen asked her a question, and she also wanted to know the answer, and gave an answer.

"Sometimes, in private, I call him by his name. In front of people, he was called Mr. Mu. ”

She gave Nie Chen such a reply.

Hearing this, Nie Chen nodded exaggeratedly, with a disapproving expression.

She had no choice but to continue:

"Nanjing, Shanghai, Hong Kong, California, Boston, I've probably been in these places, and it seems like I've been wandering. However, in fact, he has been living under the umbrella of Mu Pengfei. He is a necessary presence for me, and I don't know what it is for him. ”

As he was about to reach the ramp at the departure gate of the airport, Miao Haoshi added a quiet sentence while slowing down smoothly.

"But as long as he needs to, it makes sense for me to do anything."

When Nie Chen heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Miao Haoshi deeply, but finally stopped talking.

In fact, Miao Haoshi also wanted to ask Mu Pengfei like this.

What is my relationship with you? Can it be about love? Can it be related to bonds? Can it be related to repayment? Can it be about freedom?

When I arrived at the Gate of Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, Miao got out of the car and asked Nie Chen to drive back. In fact, she could feel that Nie Chen had something to say to herself, but she never found a definite opportunity.

She gave him a chance and stood next to the car and didn't go in immediately.

Nie Chen really didn't turn back into the car.

There is no time to hesitate, parking here is only within three minutes.

"Peng Fei is afraid that he and Guan Weizhen will officially file for divorce today, and Caesar's equity war has officially begun. When I came back from Hong Kong, I had to be busy, so be prepared. ”

After Nie Chen finished speaking, he sat in the driver's seat, looked around the operation panel, gave Miao Haoshi a meaningful look, and walked away.

Miao Haoshi stood in place, I don't know why, what came to mind was Mu Luyuan's face. When the wind blew from nowhere, it rolled up dust like a whirlpool.