MTL - The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Although I know that I will see you again, I didn’t expect it to be so fast in summer night, but I didn’t expect it to be so sudden.

Near the evening of work in the evening, there are many pedestrians in the New Century Plaza. The crowds are like the sea. They bend slightly and pass through the cold wind. The hurried figure disappears into the noisy corner.

Han Yifeng's tall and tall body is so docked in the sea of ​​people. The cold face is as beautiful as ever. The only difference from the past three years is the steady and restrained temperament that emerged between the feet.

Xi Xia night feels that he should also be like this, as if he has never met before, there is nothing wrong with it.

So she indifferently removed her eyes, looked down at the documents in her hand, turned around and walked away as she saw nothing, but the sound behind her prevented her from moving forward.

"Summer night!"

In the summer night, I was stunned. The hand holding the folder was slightly tightened, and the fingertips were a little white. She smiled quietly and then went on, and the assistant next to her saw the situation. I didn't dare to say anything, and quickly followed.

Han Yifeng's face was so heavy that he quickly walked up a few big steps and grabbed the arms of the summer night. "Summer night! Stop, let's talk!"

On the summer night, I was forced to stop, look up, look at him, the light lip line smeared a faint smile, the voice was a bit dry and hoarse, "What can we talk about?"

Her voice was very calm, calm and not a little bit swaying. In the deep eyes of Han Yifeng, she took back her arm and gently put the folder in her hand and handed it to the assistant.

"Attention to the later operation, let the marketing department do a market investigation tomorrow morning, and hand it over to me next Monday. I will transfer the information of the No. 3 project of the Shenglu Villa area to me. I will use it tomorrow morning."

Xi Xia night said neatly and concisely.

"Okay, the director!"

Assistant Xiaomei respectfully nodded, "Yes, Xi Shi, just the Ministry of Commerce Xiao Song sent the data of Huangtian Entertainment City, here, you look!"

Saying that Xiaomei handed a blue folder to the summer night.

Xi Xia night came over, opened the folder, and browsed roughly, then nodded. "Well, it’s almost, come here today, get things back to the company and get off work. You used to drive the car." ""

When he said, he closed the documents in his hand and handed the car keys to Xiaomei.

"Okay, the director!"

......

She has changed a lot, three years...

At that time, the quiet and peaceful Xia night seemed to be gone. Instead, it was now so peaceful and far away from the indifference of the summer night, and there was an indifference and a decisive atmosphere.

Han Yifeng looked down at the woman standing on the edge of the cold streetlight and looking up at the opposite skyscraper. After thinking about it, she left.

"Summer night, I admit that I used to disappoint you in the past..."

He stopped behind her, raised his eyes, and looked down at her gaze. It was a hazy sky, and the thick clouds covered the eyes. It was a gray one. I blinked and suddenly sighed. "I'm sorry, summer night... If this can make you feel better, I hope you don't blame anyone for all this fault... blame me..."

For a moment, summer nights are a bit of chest tightness and shortness of breath. Almost one breath doesn't come up to faint the past.

But the innate pride and reluctance made her unable to show a trace of fragility in front of anyone. She laughed and laughed at herself, didn't look at him, blinked and looked at the clouds over the head with the cold wind. "I thought, you would like me, like many people, ask me, 'I haven’t seen you for a long time, are you okay?', but, it seems..."

She doesn't want to think about who is disappointing. She doesn't think about all the sadness and grievances she has suffered in the past year. She doesn't want to know everything about them. It's just that the haze in the heart is like the cloud that is rolled up overhead. There is no one. The drizzle of heavy rain or a raging wind is always unable to spread.

On the summer night, you still overestimate your own determination.

Why are you sad?

Because, you always care.

How to do?

do not know……

She took a sigh of relief, slowly retracted her eyes, turned her head, looked at the desolation of the figure falling under her feet, and suddenly realized that the sky was already dark, the street lights behind it had started to light up, and the light was dim, on the ground. , reflecting the shades of different shades, looks a bit lonely.

She leaned her gaze and looked at the pedestrians coming and going from the opposite square. Suddenly some sighs and whispered, "I hope... we never know... I have never met you, then... at least I don't have to work so hard."

As she said, she turned and walked along the row of street lights. She didn't look at him. The slender figure passed under the dimly lit streetlight. "I let go, from now on, we It’s a stranger who has nothing to do, please don’t bother me, and I won’t interfere with you...”

She finally left such a sentence floating in the cold wind, and the thin figure was slowly swallowed up by the silent light...

Han Yifeng watched as the figure gradually disappeared from his pupil, and his chest suddenly stagnate. He felt that something was moving away from him. His hands hanging on his side suddenly tightened, trying to grasp something. However, in his hands, he was empty and did not catch anything...

He looked up and looked at the bleak streetlights, and suddenly he remembered a lot of things -

Many years ago, there was a girl who took two movie tickets and stood under such a street lamp. After waiting for him overnight, he only invited him to watch a movie...

A long time ago, the girl did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles, and turned around several cities, just to help him get a signature CD of Eason Chan...

long long ago……

At that time, they were very simple and very pure.

However, he was grateful for what she had done for him. In those years abroad, she occasionally asked her friends about her news. She knew that she had a good life and she was relieved.

Grateful, not equal to love, many people can give gratitude to others, but it is difficult to accept that they give others love, so for Xi Xi night, he can only say sorry.

However, why did she look at her and turned away, and he suddenly left the figure, and there was some uncontrollable sorrow in his heart, as if he suddenly lost something very important, maybe he could not find it again in the future...