This month, Beijing is still very hot, but Guizhou has added a bit of coolness.

Mu Hanxia has walked to several places in the past few days. She went to visit the village where she used to "work", but few people she knew and no one remembered her. She sat alone on the banks of green mountains and green waters, taking a fisherman's bent boat and going down the water. She arrived at the secluded ancient town and sat by the river, watching the lights on the other side.

As she walked through the winding alleys, she listened to the music playing in the shop next to her, and the lyrics sang: "Cherish is the most rare, love you makes life vast." She would also pause in her mind, her thoughts like a summer breeze, following the clouds in the blue sky.

Some moods become brighter and more open with a quiet walk. She suddenly realized that since returning to China, the relationship with Lin Mochen has been antagonistic, conflicting, and tentative, but it is also tempting and agitating with each other. And looking back now, it is gentle, understanding, and longing.

She thought that the long separation had caused her to never see him again. And he will always stay in her heart on the day of separation, that moment. Now, the brief parting made her see him more clearly.

Maybe this is growth, this is love.

On a sunny day, she scattered Zhang Zi's ashes in a clear and gentle river, just as Zhang Zi once sprinkled his fiancée's ashes into the Mississippi River. They are equally free and companion souls, willing to look up from across the shore. And their tombstones will eventually stand next to each other.

As time passed, Mu Hanxia's once-collapsed confidence in wearable electronic devices gradually regained. The situation is really bad, very bad. The confidence of the internal team is weak, the external customers are questioning and crusading, and there are also domestic companies that make similar products, taking advantage of their accident to vigorously promote their products and profit from them. They have lost the opportunity and the market has been partially encroached upon. But it doesn't matter, everything can come again. She once again firmly believes that what is truly valuable will not be buried. When she returns, start all over again. One day, she will definitely be the first in this sub-industry.

In the evening of that day, Mu Hanxia returned to the Youth Inn and received a call from Lu Zhang.

Lu Zhang's voice sounded steady and calm: "Carol, the website has been completely restored, and all the preparations are starting over." Everything is going according to plan. ”

Mu Hanxia looked at the smoke and rain outside the window, and said with a smile: "Well, you must do a good job." You have a rough temperament, and now you are in charge of the market, you have to figure out the details and do all the details well. I'll be back in a few days. ”

Lu Zhang also replied with a low smile: "Okay." ”

Mu Hanxia asked again: "Are you doing it all the time these days?" ”

Lu Zhang let out a faint "um".

Mu Hanxia paused, but said: "It's okay, there will always be this stage in the growth of life." Stick to it. ”

“carol。” He said, "I'm not a child, and you don't think I'm a stupid boy anymore." ”

Mu Hanxia just laughed. After a while, he asked, "Have you reconciled with Lin Mochen?" ”

Mu Hanxia said: "Why are you asking this? ”

He smiled and replied, "Nothing." In the future, if he treats you badly at all, Fang Yi will go to fight with him. ”

It was getting dark, the rivers were sinking into the night, and the boats were silent. Mu Hanxia stood on the balcony where the wind was blowing, took out his mobile phone, and checked the stock market news. The stock market has risen and fallen in the past few days, with mutual wins and losses, showing more like a gentle fluctuation after passion and tragedy. She thought that Lin Mochen, as the helmsman behind Fengchen, should be almost busy.

She took a night photo and sent it to him.

He quickly called.

"This is where you live?" He asked.

"Hmm. What are you doing? ”

He smiled: "Packing." ”

Mu Hanxia's heartstrings trembled slightly: "Where are you going?" ”

"What do you say?"

Both of them were silent for a while, and he asked, "Where have you been and what have you done today?" ”

Mu Hanxia told him about the places he had visited, the people he had seen, and the things he had done. He listened very quietly and didn't ask any questions. Mu Hanxia talked for a while and asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

He replied, "Nothing." Suddenly, I thought, this is good. I know where you've been and what you're doing every day. ”

Mu Hanxia was silent for a while, and said, "You also knew a lot before. He Jing, didn't you take all my letters? That's a bit of a joke. Lin Mochen smiled, but said, "You still dare to mention those letters?" ”

Mu Hanxia didn't say anything, she looked at the vague drizzle in front of her, and then said very calmly and calmly: "I love you." ”

"I know." He replied, "I never believed that you didn't love me." ”

The phone became silent. After a while, he called out "Cold Summer", and there was a smile in his voice. Mu Hanxia asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"It's nothing, I just feel that I've been pestering you for so many days, and Mu Hanxia, who dared to love and hate, and held Lin Mochen in the palm of his hand, seems to have finally been provoked by me."

Mu Hanxia smiled: "You are much thicker than before." ”

"I'll pick you up in a day or two." He said softly.

"Didn't you say before that you were waiting for me in Beijing?"

Across the phone, his low smile seemed to be accompanied by a breeze and drizzle, invading her and wrapping her.

"Summer, for a thirty-three-year-old man, a lost woman, can be a little laissez-faire. But if he misses it, it's stupid to put it for an extra day. ”

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The next morning, when Mu Hanxia woke up, the sky was already clear. She ate some porridge and side dishes on the first floor of the inn, and looked out the window at the quiet street that was still damp, and she only felt relaxed.

The innkeeper is also a young woman, and she and Mu Hanxia have a good impression of each other. She came over and said, "Where else do you want to go these two days?" ”

Mu Hanxia replied: "I'm almost done in the city, and I've also been to the nearby ancient town." Any recommendations? I'll have a friend coming over in two days and want to take him with me. ”

The proprietress thought for a while and asked, "Have you been to Yijiang Miao Village?" Thousands of Miao villages, very unique, the scenery is also good. ”

Thousands of Miao Zhai wood cold summer also heard of it, it is said to be built by the mountains and rivers, beautiful and magnificent. She was quite moved when she heard it, and then thought that Lin Mochen had probably never been to such a mountain village. Far away from the world, if the two meet again, their mood will probably be more romantic and beautiful. Thinking of this, she suddenly smiled to herself. Lin Mochen said that before, she held him in the palm of her hand and was afraid of melting. In fact, since she returned to China, when has she really ignored him again? What he did for her, the past he used to keep alone, which didn't enter her heart? It's just that after experiencing a series of recent major events - the competition between the two in the e-commerce industry, Zhang Zi's death, the website being hacked, and the stock market turmoil - the six-year estrangement between the two and the knot in their hearts seem to have passed away and been let go. She knew how to take a serious look at him again, and he remained steadfast.

"If you go, you can set an inn on a high place, so that you can overlook the scenery of the entire Miao Village." The proprietress said, "In addition, there is an ancient temple in Miao Village that is hundreds of years old, which is very spiritual. You can ask for peace charms and bring them to family and friends. ”

Mu Hanxia was interested. Human emotions sometimes need objects to sustenance. In these days' state of mind, she felt that it was also very good to send such a thing to Lin Mochen. I think that since he returned to China to start a business, although his career has been booming, he has always been alone and alone. If there is any concern, perhaps apart from her and his family, this man has never been concerned at all. It's cold in the heights, and there are probably not too many people who really care about him.

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After driving for nearly an hour on the winding mountain road, the tourist bus drove into the Miao Village Scenic Area. It's the off-season, it's a weekday, and there don't seem to be many people in the whole village.

Mu Hanxia walked along the winding stone street, along the way are small buildings with ethnic customs, and behind them are towering green mountains. The entire Miao village is distributed on two mountains, facing each other across a narrow river. Most of the buildings are on one of the hills, and the view is naturally on the other side. So Mu Hanxia followed the guidance of the innkeeper before, crossed a small bridge over the river, and looked for a place to live on another hill with sparse buildings. In this way, the scenery of Miao Village opposite can be seen in full view.

There is no road on this side of the mountain, only a stone path. Mu Hanxia climbed up the mountain, passing many inns and houses along the way to attract customers. She didn't stop until she approached the top of the hill and looked back. At this time, it was already afternoon, the sun was faint, and the narrow river was as clear as jade, galloping and entwining. On the opposite mountain, the mist is filled, and the wooden stilted buildings of the Miao family are stacked on top of each other, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. It's like a paradise, quiet and beautiful.

Mu Hanxia lost his mind slightly, and unconsciously smiled. took a photo and sent it to Lin Mochen.

She chose a hotel on the top of the hill. The scenery here is the best, and naturally it is the most expensive, and it is neat and comfortable in the house. The boss is another woman, dark, thin and capable. It's not too kind, but it's peaceful. Mu Hanxia put her luggage in the room and went to chat with her. When I asked the boss what he used to do, he replied that he used to be a mountaineer. Mu Hanxia was a little surprised, and later asked, are your original teammates now living in a beautiful place like you. The proprietress was silent for a moment, but just smiled: "They are basically buried in the mountains." ”

Mu Hanxia thought, it turns out that everyone has a story. That's probably what walking is all about. Such a tiny legend buried in the world, when Lin Mochen arrived, he would tell him. There are too many things to tell him in this place far from the city.

After dinner, Mu Hanxia went down the mountain and went to the opposite town. I also found the temple and asked for several peace charms. One for Old Bert who is far away in the United States, one for He Jing, one for Lu Zhang, and one for Sun Zhi.

There are two more, the same color, to Lin Mochen and her. She put these two in her purse, and then stood on the sparsely populated street and called Lin Mochen.

"You believe in these things?" He chuckled.

"I believe it." Mu Hanxia replied, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but I believe that things that have good wishes will make people happier." ”

She replied calmly, Lin Mochen was quiet for a few seconds, and said, "Okay, wait for me to come over and hand it over to me personally." ”

"When are you coming?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"I'll wait for you."

I've said I can't see your true heart all the time.

Later, you also said that you couldn't see my heart.

But after the glitz and glitz are over, how fortunate we are that we are still getting closer and cherishing a little bit.

When Mu Hanxia returned to the hotel, he saw the proprietress standing alone in front of the glass, stopping to look into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking. Mu Hanxia didn't bother and went back to the room. She had checked the weather forecast before she came, and it was cloudy to light rain for the past two days, and the climate was humid and mild. Thinking of the upcoming Lin Mochen, his heart was full of softness.

She slept very deeply that night, and in the second half of the night she faintly heard some roaring movement outside, but she did not wake up. When it was dawn, I heard the sound of rain falling outside the window and on the roof. She got up and opened the curtains, and saw a vast mist, pouring rain, and I don't know when it had fallen.