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Xi Haitang took a deep breath, adjusted his mood slightly, and gave him a slight smile, "Okay, I understand your intentions, and I will move as soon as possible."

Gu Xijue also smiled slightly. Seeing how hurried she was just now, he couldn't help but ask, "You want to go home? I'll see you off."

"No, I'll go back and sort it out first, and then I have to go to the company. I have to tell my senior about my resignation in person." Xi Haitang's heart sank slightly when he talked about his resignation.

Gu Xijue nodded silently, "Then be careful on your own journey."

"Yeah. I understand." Xi Haitang turned and left. After turning around, she realized that her hands that had been holding the bag tightly were sweating so much.

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Xi Haitang did not call Xiao Muyuan in advance. After returning home and typing up her resignation letter, she rushed directly to the company. However, when she arrived at the company, she realized that she had failed. Lin Ling told her that Xiao Muyuan had not come to work for several days.

Already.

After a moment's hesitation, Xi Haitang took out her cell phone and called Xiao Muyuan. The phone rang for many times without answering. It wasn't until she was about to hang up that someone suddenly picked up the phone. Xiao Muyuan's usually elegant and gentle voice was a little hoarse.

,"Hello……"

Xi Haitang felt something was wrong and felt a little nervous, "Senior, I'm Haitang... are you okay?!"

"Well, it's okay...cough...cough..." A violent cough easily exposed his lie.

"Senior, you have a cold?!"

"Uh...a little bit...a few days..."

"Have you seen a doctor?!"

"Look, let me take medicine... By the way, Haitang, have you returned to China? Where are you?"

"In the company……"

"You want to see me if you have something to do?!"

"Uh..." Xi Haitang shook the resignation letter in his hand and hesitated, feeling that it was not good for him to say this when he was sick.

Although Xiao Muyuan is ill, he has known Haitang for so many years and he understands her very well. "Haitang, if you have something to say, just tell her."

"Senior, I will interview you in person, and I will stop by your place to have a look!"

After hanging up the phone, Xi Haitang quickly left Zero Point Design and took a ride to where Xiao Muyuan lived.

◎◎◎

Xiao Muyuan's residence is close to the seaside. It is a two-story Mediterranean-style building with white exterior walls, white platform, and sky blue roof. There is a large open space in the courtyard, paved with natural granite floor tiles. When you are in it, you can feel the salty sea breeze.

The weather has turned warmer, and the fresh air makes people feel more relaxed and happy.

There is a terrace at the end of the yard, with white jade-like steps and handrails, setting off the deep sea not far away. The blue water is endless, the clear water is crystal clear, and it is beautiful. A large part of the reason why he lives here is to own this piece of land.

Beautiful sea view.

Xi Haitang approached the door and found that it was ajar, "Senior..."

No one answered.

She called out softly again, "Senior..."

"Well... Haitang is here..." A hoarse voice came from inside the house unclearly.

After a while, Xiao Muyuan dragged his ailing body out and said, "Begonia, you came quite quickly."

Xi Haitang frowned. There was a traffic jam on the road. It took her an hour and a half to get there. How fast?!

"Senior...are you confused because of the fever?"

Xiao Muyuan raised his hand to rub his sore temples and smiled bitterly, "Probably... I fell asleep for a while after answering your call... I don't know how long I slept..."

Xi Haitang was a little speechless. He looked at the time and asked almost with certainty, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"I'm ordering pizza for lunch."

Xi Haitang sighed softly, "It's not good for sick people to eat that. It's too greasy and not easy to digest. Besides, what time is it, the pizza delivered at noon has already been cold... Well, I'll help

You cook something to eat."

Xiao Mu didn't have the energy to argue with her any more, so he threw himself on the sofa, his head becoming even heavier.

◎◎◎

Xiao Muyuan's house is mainly white. The large floor-to-ceiling windows allow people in the house to have a broad view. All the furniture is made of light-colored rattan. The strong natural breeze is everywhere.

The restaurant is open, with a special photo background wall as a partition from the living room. His improvisational works are randomly posted on the wall, but there are no trophies or anything like that. It can be seen that he doesn't care much about the so-called glory.

Xiao Muyuan's unique character is reflected everywhere in the house, like light pure water, transparent, gentle, but with firm persistence.

Xi Haitang walked into the kitchen, took out a piece of ginger from the refrigerator, and quickly made a small pot of ginger soup, poured out a bowl, and took it out, "Senior, please drink a bowl of ginger soup first to ward off the cold...

"

"Thank you..." Xiao Muyuan took the rice bowl. Looking at the tiny minced ginger in the transparent container, his heart suddenly felt warm. He took a sip, and a little spiciness touched his taste buds, and his heart felt a little hot, but he knew that

It's not because of Jiang, but...

He looked at her intently, deeply.

Xi Haitang was startled, "What's wrong? Is it too spicy? I only put in a small piece, it shouldn't be..."

Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was held by him.

"Uh..." Xi Haitang was stunned.

Xiao Muyuan paused slightly, as if he was hesitating, but he didn't think for too long. The next second, his hand suddenly became stronger, and he pulled her into his arms with one force.

"Senior...?!"

Time flies by inadvertently.

I no longer pay attention to time deliberately, because time will only bring pain.

What is love? It's like liqueur, mellow and sweet, but it will deteriorate over time.

He hugged her and didn't let go, trembling in the quiet room with a painful voice, "Begonia...am I really meaningless to you for so many years? Not at all?"


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