"Could he be your partner because he wants to get close to you? I think the way he looks at you is a little different! ”

I asked directly, I don't have to hide from Anne, I have to find out all the hidden dangers around Anne.

Anne is so innocent that I won't forgive myself if she suffers any harm.

If this man named Qin Shu is sincere to Annie, it will be fine, if he dares to deceive Annie, I will not spare him.

"How is it possible, Qin Shuren is very good, how can he be the kind of person you say?" Anne dismissed and denied my suspicions.

I said in my heart that it was better not to.

"Has the studio been busy lately?" I changed the subject.

"Well, it's very busy, but fortunately, with Qin Shu here, his work ability is still very strong, and almost half of the work is done by him!" A smile appeared on the corner of Anne's mouth as she spoke, and it could be seen that she valued this Qin Shu very much, and she couldn't help but have some thoughts in my heart.

"Is this Qin Shu really as capable as you say?" I asked tentatively.

"yes, am I lucky?" Anne didn't realize the meaning of my words in the slightest, and looked up at me with a smile.

I smiled dryly and nodded, peeked at her from one side, and said in my heart: Annie, I hope you can find your emotional home soon.

"Brother, why did you suddenly remember to come to me? Is there something going on? Anne seemed to remember what I was here for.

"It's okay, I just wanted to come and see you!" I said with a dry laugh.

"How's your job?" Anne asked again.

"Still like that!" I said perfunctorily, thinking that maybe I would be out of work again, but I didn't want to tell Anne what had happened to me, because if she did, she would have to worry about my affairs again.

"You Mr. Mu seem to value you very much, and I went to celebrate your birthday in person last time!" Anne seemed to think of something suddenly when she said this: "Brother, how did she know your birthday?" ”

I hesitated for a moment, thinking that if I told Anne Mu Xichun to peep at me with a telescope, I don't know how Anne would feel, and my impression of Mu Xichun would be greatly changed. But it's better not to say this kind of thing, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"She should have known about it from my profile, who knows?" I said absent-mindedly.

Anne nodded, and didn't say anything more, and I walked side by side with her on the sunset path, not knowing what she was thinking.

Anne and I had a simple meal at a Sichuan restaurant, and we talked a lot during the meal, and Anne seemed to be in a good mood and drank two glasses of wine with me, and I almost forgot how long it had been since I had talked to Anne like this.

"The Yingshan red in my hometown should have already opened, I really want to go and see it!" After the meal, Anne said as if unintentionally, she looked into my eyes, and her red cheeks were like two red clouds, delicate and weak.

My heart moved, how could I not know what Anne meant, this day was the most important day of my life, how could I not know.

That's right, this day is the mother's death day, three days later. I thought no one but me would remember this day, but I didn't expect Anne to remember.

In the year of my mother's death, I lost almost all hope, and my whole being was plunged into endless sorrow.

After my mother's funeral for many days, I still couldn't accept this fact, and my distant relatives in the clan urged me to go back to study, but I ignored it.

Then the school also brought news that if the delay was too long, the school could only suspend me, but I was still indifferent.

What kind of education and what future, at that time, it seemed that without a mother, all this was meaningless, and not going to school was really an inconsequential matter.

I remember very well that it was a cloudy day, and I was sitting in front of my mother's grave and drowsy, and it was at that time that Anne suddenly appeared in front of me.

Probably it was my description of the withered look that frightened her, and Anne's tears flowed from the moment she saw me, and she stood there for a long time without speaking, just watching me let the tears flow......

Anne stayed with me for a few days until I went back to school with her.

In fact, Anne didn't preach to me, she just silently accompanied me, melting my hard heart little by little with her unique feminine tenderness, letting me know that there are still people in this world who care about me.

On the day we left, Anne and I went to my mother's grave for the last time, and I told Anne that her mother loved saffron the most in her life, so Anne and I each folded a large bunch of thick red and put it in front of my mother's grave.

Since then, on my mother's death day, I will fold a bouquet of red to commemorate my mother, and Anne has offered to go with me every time, but I have refused, I don't want people to see my weak side, even if it is Anne, I don't want to.

I pretended not to understand Anne's words and was silent, and Anne stared at me for a long time, and finally looked disappointed. I said to myself in my heart: Anne I'm sorry, please forgive me for my selfishness, I just don't want you to grieve with me.

After parting with Anne, I went back to the house alone, and after a simple wash, I lay on the bed without sleeping. I remembered Mu Xichun's four-character text message again: Where are you?

I held my phone and looked at it for a long time, a little annoyed. Suddenly thinking of Annie's words, Yingshan Hong should have opened.

Yes, why don't I take this opportunity to go home, anyway, my mother's death day is coming soon, and I was still thinking about how to ask Mu Xichun for leave, but now it seems that there is no need to find a reason.

As for whether to leave or stay after coming back, it's not too late to make plans then, if Mu Xichun thinks that nothing happened, take it lightly, and I will continue to stay in the company.

If she insists on not giving me the stairs, she will have to leave, and how to survive after leaving is a later story.

I immediately sent a text message back to Mu Xichun: "I'll take a few days off!" After thinking about it, he added, "If you don't approve it, I'll be absent from work!" ”

As soon as I sent it, she immediately replied: "Why are you taking leave?" "I thought that with my tone, Mu Xichun wouldn't reply to me even if he saw the message, and even if he did, he wouldn't reply in such a timely manner.

"I'm going home! Something! "I told the truth, but I didn't answer the question.

After sending, I took my phone and waited to see how Mu Xichun would reply to me, but after waiting for several long times, the phone didn't ring again.

I can't help but think that this woman is so strange, she immediately replied to you when you thought she wouldn't return to you, and when you waited for her to return, she was patient.

If it weren't for the fact that the bedroom window wasn't facing Mu Xichun's direction, it really made me wonder if she was spying on me again.

When I was about to lose confidence in waiting, my phone finally rang, and I hurriedly opened the text message, only to see only one word: "Oh! ”

What does that mean? Is it approved? Or is it not approved? I couldn't help but wonder.

However, judging from her two ambiguous text messages, although I can't see what she meant, I can see that she is probably not angry with me. As soon as I thought about her, I thought about her, and I thought she agreed.

I immediately booked a ticket for tomorrow morning, and then I lay bored in bed, thinking about what my hometown was like, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

I even had a dream in which my mother took my hand and walked on the slope of the mountain full of red flowers, like a sea of red, waving waves with the mountain wind.

My mother looked at me with a kind smile on her face, my mother in the dream had no gray hair, no wrinkles, no traces of being tortured by illness, and my mother was so young and beautiful. I said to my mother in my dream, "Mom, I miss you so much."

Until I woke up, the scene in the dream was still extremely clear, and I remembered every detail clearly.

I probably knew that this might be some kind of connection between my mother and me, and I was convinced of this, and I said to myself, "Mother, I will soon go back to see you."

When I woke up, it was just dawn, and I couldn't wait to get home because of this dream, so I got up and packed a few changes of clothes and rushed back to the station with my bag.

It's just that the train doesn't understand my eagerness, and it won't go until the hour, and I watched the time pass by minute by minute on the bench in the waiting room, and my eagerness became more and more every second passed.

After a day's train journey, when the announcer finally announced the name of the small station that I knew so well in my heart, I felt like I was in a different world.

Yes, it is another spring and autumn passing, and another year of mountain flowers blooming. Although there is no place to be nostalgic for this little place, and even though I have never been back except once a year at this time, I still feel very close to hearing the name of this place.

Maybe that's what home is all about, I think.

It was already 10 o'clock at dusk when I left the station, and the sunset shone on the undulating buildings, which made me feel desolate after staying in City A for a long time.

The times seem to have forgotten only this place, and everything is as in the image, except for the trees by the roadside that have grown a lot taller, there has not changed in the slightest.

Maybe it's so remote that it doesn't even have the most basic development value. The county seat is still so conceivable, and it is still a two-hour drive from the county seat, where I really feel home.

I looked at the ridges in the distance, which were rare in the big cities, and I wondered if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

It wasn't until this moment that I finally understood why my mother had to let me study in the first place, and it seemed that reading was the only way out of being born in such a place.

Although my mother could not read a single word, she had seen through everything at that time, and who could say that she was not wise.

When I walked out of the station, I looked at the time, and the square where the buses were parked was empty, and I thought that the last bus had already left.

I wanted to hail a taxi, but the few taxis shook their heads and drove away when they heard where I was going, probably because they didn't think it would be cost-effective to go so far and come back empty.

Let's go back tomorrow.