In the misty smoke, there was a woman making soup for him. When did he have such a memory? It was so far away that he could hardly remember it. However, no matter how far away the memory was, it was still clearly imprinted on it.
In the depths of his mind, it was just mercilessly precipitated by the years, and was finally sealed into the bottomless abyss.
When he found that his steps had stopped behind her unknowingly, he wanted to call her, but she had already turned back and smiled at him, "It will be fine soon. Go wash your hands first."
Even the words spoken are exactly the same.
The softest part of his heart was touched, and he naturally stretched out his arms to hug her from behind, without words, just a gentle hug, as if all his emotions were vented in this hug.
Mumu's body froze, and her incredible eyes passed over her shoulders and landed on his smooth chin. She tried to twist her body, but she couldn't bear such close intimacy and this seemingly gentle embrace.
"Rong Shen, go wash your hands first."
He hummed obediently and did not forget to say "I like beef soup" before leaving.
"...."
During this meal, he didn't eat much, and he ate in silence.
He usually doesn't like to laugh, so most of the time he is quiet are when he is in a very good mood.
Mumu silently put down the bowls and chopsticks without saying anything. She knew that making her request at this time would only ruin the current atmosphere. Not only would he not agree to her request, he might even become angry.
Over the years, she has learned to be patient.
"These two pieces of news, you go and run." After dinner, he threw over a file bag.
Mu Mu opened the seal and took out the documents inside.
They are all interview passes for popular entertainment stars and crew visit passes.
She raised her head in surprise, "These are difficult to do."
He snorted sarcastically. It was certainly difficult for her, but it was a piece of cake for him.
"Are you letting me go out to work?" She looked at him happily.
He did not comment, but there was a sense of concern in his cold words, "Stop crippling yourself, I will throw you away like garbage."
She didn't have time to pay attention to the concern in his words. She only thought about going out for news and meeting You Yang.
"Come back on time at six o'clock every night."
He threw a pair of slippers at her feet and turned to take a shower.
Mumu picked up the pair of pink slippers. They were very delicate and beautiful. They looked like top-quality goods at first glance.
Did he buy her slippers?
No matter how I think about it, I feel that the sense of violation is too strong.
After opening the package, she carefully put her feet in. It was exactly her size, not too big and not too small. She swung her feet from side to side, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.
High-end goods are different from street stall goods.
This was the first time she wore such expensive shoes, and she couldn't bear to take them off when she went to bed at night. They were so warm, as if they were wrapped by a pair of warm hands.
"I want pumpkin soup tonight!" he ordered unceremoniously before going out.
These days, he actually comes back for dinner every night, and also brings her some women's items, first slippers, then pajamas, socks... and even underwear.
She went to the news during the day, and when she had time, she went to the hospital to accompany You Yang. You Yang enthusiastically told her the news that she was going to Country M for surgery. She listened with a happy smile on her face, but her heart seemed to be soaked.
In concentrated sulfuric acid, what would happen if one day he knew that his opportunity to go to Country M was bought by her with her body and dignity?
She didn't dare to think about it, she was so panicked just thinking about it!
She couldn't lose him, the boy she had loved and given to for so long.
"Mumu, my painting album will be finished soon. Come and take a look."
He pointed to the pile of drawing papers piled beside the bed.
She looked through them one by one, her smile blooming little by little. These paintings reminded her of her innocent boyhood and the beautiful time of mutual attachment.
"When I recover from my illness, I will hold an art exhibition. The name of the art exhibition will be "Mujin Flowers Bloom". Haven't you always liked Mujin?"
Her slender fingers gently touched the youthful girl in the painting, and she nodded heavily, "Okay."
"Mumu, I haven't eaten lean meat porridge for a long time." He put his head on her shoulder like a fool.
She has been recovering from her calf fracture and rarely comes to the hospital, let alone buys him porridge.
"Little greedy cat, wait." Mumu picked up his backpack, "I'm going to buy it now."
"Yes, I want shrimp and lean meat."
When I bought the porridge, You Yang was not in the hospital bed. His paintings were neatly placed on the bedside.
She was shocked and rushed to the doctor's office.
The doctor was not here, and colleagues in the same department saw her and immediately said: "Mumu, Xiaoyou suddenly has difficulty breathing. He is now in the emergency room."
She didn't have time to think too much and immediately rushed to the emergency room.
His life was in danger just in the time it took to buy a bowl of porridge? How much more suffering will they go through?
However, if she wants to make money, she must also abide by her agreement with Rong Shen.
Mumu held the thermos filled with porridge in her arms and sat quietly on the bench in the corridor. People came and went, and the look in her eyes gradually lost its luster.
At six o'clock in the evening, Rong Shen came home. He put aside his original social activities and only wanted to eat a bowl of hot pumpkin soup.
Open the door, the light in the kitchen is dim.
He frowned slightly and strode towards the bedroom. He searched the entire apartment but couldn't find her anywhere.
Looking at the deserted room, he could already guess where she had gone. He raised his foot and kicked over the coffee table in front of him, causing everything on the coffee table to fall to the floor.
You Yang was finally safe and sound, but his body was still very weak. She kept watching beside the bed until he fell asleep.
I took out the silent phone in my bag and saw more than forty missed calls and text messages. One of them read, "If I don't see you today, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
The hair on her body stood on end. If this sentence came from Rong Shen's mouth, then it must not be just a threat. He would really do what he said.
I raised my wrist to look at my watch. It was already past midnight.
She asked the night shift nurse to look after You Yang while she hurriedly took a taxi back to his apartment.
As soon as she entered the room, she was choked by the strong smell of cigarettes. She turned on the light out of habit, and a voice sounded in the darkness, "Who told you to turn on the light?"
Her hands shook with fear, and she found him on the sofa in the living room in the dark. The ashtray in front of his door was filled with cigarette butts, and the coffee table was lying on the ground. It was a terrible mess.
"sorry..."
She didn't come back before six o'clock!
"It's past twelve o'clock." He suddenly raised his head and smiled. The smile was weird and scary, as if he was looking at someone through her.
She took two steps back nervously, but she was caught off guard when he suddenly pounced on her like a wild beast. He pressed her down on the sofa and roughly tore her clothes. After she resisted for a few times, she let him do whatever he wanted. He penetrated her hard,
He was grinding her body with no mercy.
For so long, her body had become sensitive under his training, but facing this ferocious and irrational beast, she only felt disgust and fear.
"boom!"
She was pressed into the mess on the floor by him, and he hit her hard from behind. In the hazy light, she saw the things he bought for her scattered on the ground, which were messy and dazzling.
Rong Shen, what am I to you?
After he finished venting, he threw her to the side like a rag doll, and then stood in front of her as tall as an emperor, "You will regret it."
She almost collapsed and shouted, "Why, am I not back?"
"It's late. I told you, it's past twelve o'clock."
It was tomorrow after twelve o'clock, and she had crossed his bottom line.
He slammed the door and left without mercy, leaving her alone in the darkness tasting the taste of fear.
What will happen to him? This terrible man.
Mumu was frightened all day long, but this did not stop her from going to see You Yang.
You Yang's complexion was still very bad, and lying there seemed to be a street that had just been eroded by wind and rain.
"Yesterday, I really thought I would never see you again." There was bitterness and relief in his smile. Every time he opened his eyes, he hoped to see her.
"You feel better?"
"much better."
Mumu helped him sit up, and he looked out the window with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, "I really want to breathe the air outside."
She held his hand sadly, "You will be fine."
"Yes, it will get better." He looked at her with a smile, "For you, I will get better too.
"I'll get you a glass of water."
"good."
Mumu stood up to pour water, You Yang kept staring at her back tenderly.
She raised her head and glanced casually. Through the small piece of glass on the door, she could clearly see the person standing outside the door. Her hand shook and the cup fell to the ground.
"Mumu, are you too hot?" Behind you, You Yang asked nervously.
"No, it's okay." She picked up the cup in a panic, her heart pounding.
It's Rong Shen, why is he here?
If You Yang knew what happened between them...
She hurriedly poured the water and handed it over, looking unnaturally evasive, "I'm going to find uncle."
"Yeah." You Yang sensed something was wrong with her and kept watching her walk out the door quickly. He looked at the crutches placed aside.
Mumu ran out and saw Rong Shen standing in the corridor. She asked nervously: "Why are you here?"
"Afraid?" He raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, pulled her in front of him, and pushed her to the stairwell, using his body's absolute advantage to control her between the wall and his chest.
"You are my Rong Shen's woman, but you came here to serve other men?" He stared at her slightly panicked face, almost gritting his teeth.
"Don't make any mistake, we are just in a contractual relationship, you are not mine."
"Oh, how heartless it is to say that. Are you just putting on a show when you sleep in my bed and have sex under me every night?"
"Don't say it too harshly." Mumu glared at him angrily.
"Hard-sounding? There are even worse-sounding ones." He pinched her chin, "Use the techniques you learned from me on your little boyfriend in the future, and I won't confiscate your coaching fee."
"Rong Shen, you've had enough."
"You think it's enough? But I haven't said enough, Qiao Yimu, you are like a piece of wood in bed, just like your name, you really make me unable to mention anything sexual..."
Bah!
A crisp sound resounded in the silent air. I don't know if she struck too hastily or if he forgot to dodge. The slap landed firmly on his face and stunned him.
The palms of her hands were still numb and even a little painful. She looked at her hands in shock.
I didn't expect that she would give him a slap in the face.
And across a corner wall, You Yang stood there leaning on crutches. There was obviously plenty of light in the corridor, but a shadow enveloped him.
"You dare to hit me?" Rong Shen raised his palm.
Mumu closed her eyes resignedly, ready to withstand his counterattack at any time, but after waiting for a long time, he couldn't hit her down. Finally, he pushed her aside and strode out. After taking two steps, she saw a man standing there.
You Yang, who was pale, was staring at him closely with a look of hatred.
He showed a confident smile like a winner, walked past him, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do you hate me? But what can you do?"
The hatred in You Yang's eyes became even more intense, his chest heaved violently, and he followed him almost without hesitation.
Mumu stayed in the corner of the corridor for a long time, and did not return to the ward until the emotions on his face could be concealed without any trace.
You Yang was sitting there painting as usual, and when he saw her still smiling warmly, he said, "Mumu, this is the last painting."
"Really? Let me take a look." She sat next to him and brought the painting over, while he leaned on her shoulder and stared at her profile unblinkingly. He wanted to remember her appearance and deepen it.
It was more clearly engraved in his heart, and he was afraid that one day...his heart would forget her.
Mumu didn't expect that this day would be a turning point in her life, because when she came to the hospital with the lean meat porridge she bought after the interview, You Yang's bed was already empty, leaving only the paintings he had drawn.
Neatly placed on the bedside.
Her hands softened and the bowl of porridge fell to the ground.
The aunt in the same ward said enthusiastically: "Girl, your boyfriend didn't notify you when he was discharged from the hospital. Did he want to give you a surprise?"
Surprise? Is this a shock?
She hurried to the doctor's office, and the doctor shook his head helplessly, "Xiaoyou insisted on being discharged from the hospital. He was picked up early in the morning. The person who picked him up said that they had found a suitable heart donor and would be able to go there soon.
Country m arranges the surgery.”
Going to country m? Surgery?
Why did he leave without saying a word? Why didn't she know about it before?
She packed up the paintings and took a taxi to Rong's Enterprise after leaving the hospital.
There is no doubt that this was Rong Shen's idea.
"Hey, miss, wait a minute." The secretary wanted to stop this woman with a big bag but she pushed open the door of the president's office arrogantly.
Rong Shen was talking to Zhou Jun. When he saw the woman and the secretary who looked at loss standing at the door, Rong Shen frowned slightly and said, "You all get out."
Mumu came straight to Rong Shen's desk and glared at him, "Why do you do this?"
"Isn't this what you want?" He crossed his arms as if nothing had happened.
"What did you say to You Yang?"
"I just want him to see the current situation clearly. With his sick state, how can he fight with me?"
Mumu's teeth chattered in anger, this beast.
"Where did he go?"
"Since he didn't tell you, I don't have this obligation, right?"
"Rong Shen, you are shameless."
"Ha." He stood up and looked at her with a sneer, "You'd better be good. Don't forget, I'm not tired of playing with you yet. If you make me unhappy again, I'll let your little boyfriend die in m
country."
"you...."
"Okay, I want to eat dumplings tonight." He sat down and continued working, completely ignoring Mumu who was about to burst out with anger.
Facing such a shameless man, what can she say? The wise thing is to continue to work her part-time job, otherwise, he will really make You Yang never come back.
Regarding You Yang leaving without saying goodbye, Mu Mu always had a knot in her heart.
Did he know something?
She wants to go to Country M to stay with him, even if she has surgery with him, right?
He left so heartlessly, leaving her only these paintings. She wanted to hate him, but...where did the hatred come from? What filled her heart was only full of guilt and helplessness.
Mumu's canvas shoes finally broke. She squatted on the porch in the morning and pulled the broken area with her hands regretfully. These shoes were like the love between them, they were cheap to others.
But it was a priceless treasure to her, because it was a gift he gave her with the first money he earned from painting. At that time, it was a limited edition in a canvas shoe store. It was just a matter of time that the original was no longer visible.
face.
How could she be willing to throw it away when it was really too bad to wear.
Rong Shen came over wearing a tie and casually glanced at the troubled man, "There are shoes in the cabinet in my room."
She asked, "Can she wear his shoes?"
But faced with the attitude of having no shoes to wear and giving it a try, she still opened the door to his room. She had never been in before and this was the first time.
There was a shoe and hat room inside. She opened the screen and saw a shelf reaching the ceiling in the back, filled with all kinds of canvas shoes.
Facing this dazzling array, she covered her mouth in surprise. Why were there so many shoes in his room, and the numbers were all in her size? What on earth did Rong Shen want to do?
Mumu didn't think too much, so she picked up a pair and put them on. The size just fit her feet, and the style was very trendy. At first glance, she looked like a limited edition goodie.
Rong Shen stood at the door and said, "I will pick you up at your newspaper office tonight."
She hummed.
He didn't like to take her to participate in various social events. Whenever he picked her up, he had to have dinner with Gu Nianxi and his wife.
She hadn't seen Yi Ning for a long time and missed her very much.
While eating, she and Yi Ning kept whispering, while the two men opposite were scolding each other.
This may be the difference in the way men and women communicate.
Gu Nianxi didn't drink because he was a soldier. Even so, Rong Shen still got himself drunk by himself.
She couldn't remember how many times she had served this drunk man.
Gu Nianxi helped Rong Shen back to the apartment. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the clean kitchen, with yesterday's leftover food on the stove.
Gu Nianxi asked: "Do you cook your own meals?"
Mumu sent Rong Shen back to the bedroom and nodded.
As if he had gained insight into something, he said slowly: "Do you know what happened when Rong Er was a child?"
How could she know? He never mentioned it. Besides, she didn't want to care about what happened to him when he was a child or when he grew up.
Regardless of whether she wanted to hear it or not, Gu Nianxi kept talking to himself, "When Rong was twenty-seven years old, his mother passed away... She committed suicide by taking sleeping pills."
"..."
Such a prominent Rong family, with power and money, why would they choose to commit suicide?
Mumu asked in shock: "Why?"
"Because Old Man Rong had an affair with his security secretary, although they hid it from everyone but not Rong Er's mother, she chose a decisive path and committed suicide to punish them. But later, her suicide did not
Making Old Man Rong feel guilty, on the contrary, a year later, he married his security secretary openly and brought a child with him. Ever since the child came, Old Man Rong focused all his attention on him.
Rong Er's pampering made the child more and more lawless. Finally, one time, Rong Er's brother drowned in the river in order to save the brave child during play. From then on, Rong Er and his father lived together for ten years.
He never spoke. At the same time, he hated all women and associated them with the vixen who killed his mother and brother. He became more and more uninhibited and regarded women as playthings."
Mumu never thought that the second young master of the Rong family, who was so famous, would have such a miserable childhood, with his mother and brother dying at such a young age.
Gu Nianxi said meaningfully: "You are a special one. I have never seen Rong Er treat a woman so attentively. Do you know that when he came home when he was a child, there was always cold food waiting for him on the table, because
The hot meals should be left to Mr. Rong's stepson. When he felt that home was still home, his mother had not passed away yet. She was very virtuous and cooked Rong Er's favorite meals. She waited in the living room no matter how late he got out of school.
What greets him every day is always delicious food and a kind smiling face."
He looked towards the spacious kitchen, a warm smile appeared on his handsome and sinister face, "Mumu, you are special."
After Gu Nianxi left, Mumu brought a towel to wipe the drunk man's face. He seemed to be shouting in a daze, "Mom, Mom."
Mumu shed a tear for this man for the first time, falling heavily on his cheek. She knew that Mr. Dongpo could not sympathize with the wolf, but she still felt pity for him. This had nothing to do with love.
Unknowingly, half a year has passed, and their relationship has never been smooth. She has been worried about You Yang, wondering if he has completed the operation, how is his body recovering, and why he has been silent.
When she came back from work that day, she vaguely felt that there was a car following her. She walked cautiously towards a crowded place, but the car kept following her.
She found a place to hide, and then observed the movement in the car secretly.
The car stopped at the place where she disappeared. Soon, the car door opened and a young man stepped out of the car. He was wearing a white casual suit and had an elegant and sunny face. He looked around anxiously.
When Mumu saw this person, her entire breath seemed to be taken away. The background of the street was pulled away in front of her, twisted and gradually moved away. Only the thin man remained in her eyes.
He strode towards this side, and she held her hands tightly in front of her chest, becoming more and more nervous as he got closer.
"Mumu, are you there?" He shouted towards the small alley where she was hiding, as if he understood everything.
She walked out of the shadow with stiff steps, her whole body was like a flower exposed in the air, bright and dazzling.
"Mumu." You Yang strode over, stretched out his arms and hugged her, his face filled with joy, "That's great, Mumu, I finally found you."
Being held tightly by him, she felt an unreal illusion. Is this her You Yang? Is it really her You Yang?
She stretched out her arms and hugged him, as hard as he did.
"You Yang, I miss you so much."
"Me too, all I thought about over there was you."
From a nearby coffee shop, he ordered two cups of the best coffee at a price they had never dared to imagine before.
He paid the money and tip naturally, just like a rich man. She looked at all this in surprise, "You Yang, what happened?"
He smiled and added some sugar for her, "I went to Country M for heart transplant surgery. The heart donor was the son of a well-known local Chinese business owner. He died in a car accident. The boss only had one son, so,
He adopted me as his adopted son after receiving his son's heart. I came to City A this time to develop his career domestically. Of course, the most important thing is to find you, and... I want to take revenge on Rong Shen.
"
Mumu didn't expect his experience to be so legendary. She was not interested in the successor of any famous company. She only cared about whether his body had completely recovered?
"Of course, I am as healthy as a normal person now. I can hold you and carry you."
His conversation was natural and full of the style of a noble man. Sometimes when she talked to him, it seemed like there was a different person in front of her.
When a person's heart is replaced, does the heart also get replaced?
No, she is still his You Yang.
"You Yang, I don't care what you do, but you'd better not do anything to seek revenge from Rong Shen."
"Why?" He immediately became alert, "Mumu, you can't be..."
He couldn't say it out loud. Could it be that he fell in love with him?
Mumu shook his head, "I won't fall in love with him, I'm just afraid that you will get hurt if you fight with him. Rong Shen is known as a business wizard, and you are no match for him."
You Yang was a little angry, but he concealed his emotions well with gentleness. He held her hand and said, "Don't worry, Mumu, I dare to deal with him because I have a certain understanding of him. I will let this person who hurt you in the first place
Men don’t deserve a good death.”
Not a good death?
It is hard to imagine that these are the words that kind-hearted You Yang would say? He once cherished the weak life in this world so much that he was not willing to step on an ant to death.
He said: "I have made a plan. The electronic products recently launched by Rong's Enterprises have fatal flaws. As long as I announce this news at the press conference, their credibility will be greatly reduced and their stocks will plummet."
,By the time...."
He was beaming as he spoke, and it seemed that the plan was not just for one day and one night.
She felt that You Yang was so strange like this, but she was unwilling to give in. She interrupted him and asked expectantly: "You Yang, do you still remember that you are going to open a 'Mujin Flowers Blooming' painting exhibition? I will go and plan this.
Just wait for my call."
He was stunned for a moment, and finally said slowly: "Okay."
Has she really fallen in love with Rong Shen? Why would she stop herself from taking revenge? Will she tell Rong Shen her plan?
Mumu began to contact about the art exhibition, find a planning company, and rent a venue. When she was busy, she didn't think about why You Yang became like this. In her heart, he was still the same You Yang.
"Got to go?"
She originally wanted to leave quietly, but she didn't expect to alert the man.
He stood at the door wearing a loose bathrobe, his eyes fell on her through the soft hair, his eyes were empty and dark without any emotion.
"You Yang is back." She stood at the door holding her bag and told the truth.
After waiting for so long, just for this moment, he must be tired of himself.
He chuckled and ran his long fingers through the hair on his forehead. His lowered eyes showed no emotion, "Then at least fulfill your responsibilities as a mistress before leaving."
He turned and returned to the room, "I'll wait for you."
That morning, he hit her almost abnormally, as if he wanted to smash his body into her soul. She bore his weight, his anger, and some unknown emotions.
Then, she packed up all the remaining memories and left.
The moment the door closed, the man sitting on the sofa gently closed his eyes.
He will be alone here again, yes, alone!
Mumu quickly arranged the art exhibition, and she called You Yang excitedly.
Yes, this was the last chance she gave him. She hoped that he would still be the same You Yang who only loved her and painting, and not be blinded by hatred and power. In fact, after thinking about it carefully, Rong Shen was not wrong.
To a certain extent, this man did them a big favor, just in a predatory way.
She called You Yang, who seemed very noisy over there, "You Yang, you must come to the art exhibition I have prepared for you at the Tianqiao Art Museum at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
He said: "Okay, I will definitely go."
Putting down the phone, the secretary reminded, "Master, tomorrow at eight o'clock is the new product launch conference of Rong's Enterprise. Do you really want to..."
You Yang was sitting on a large chair, holding a cigarette between his long fingers. He looked at the prepared materials on the table with a somewhat tangled expression on his face. This was the only chance to destroy Rong's enterprise.
He cannot be missed!
As long as Rong Shen no longer exists, he can be with Mumu again. He loves her very much, but the prerequisite is that he must eliminate the obstacles in front of him.
Mumu was planning the art exhibition and had arranged it in the art gallery early. The staff had hung You Yang's previous paintings all over the corridor. She admired them one by one, and each one reminded her of her past.
Sweet memories.
At eight o'clock, the art exhibition officially started. She looked anxiously at the entrance and called him anxiously, but the phone was always turned off.
She knew that today was the new product launch conference of Rong's Enterprise, and she also knew that You Yang had made his choice.
She looked at the visitors who kept pouring in, and looked up at the paintings on the wall for the last time.
This is the Virgo he drew for her. She broke into his life unexpectedly on the top of the mountain, and then... their story began.
Everything is so close and so far.
You Yang's plan failed. It turned out that Rong Shen had noticed it a long time ago and counterattacked him perfectly at the press conference.
When he hurried to the art gallery, only the staff were cleaning up the paintings on the wall.
He looked for her everywhere but she was nowhere to be found, and her phone was turned off. He asked the staff anxiously.
"Are you You Yang?"
"yes."
She took out a letter and said, "Miss Qiao asked me to give it to you."
He hurriedly opened the envelope and saw her delicate handwriting, a few simple sentences.
"You Yang, don't look for me. It turns out that I still like the sunny and kind you. It turns out that I overestimated my love for you!"
"Mumu."
You Yang's body swayed, barely holding on to the table next to him. What on earth did he miss?
On the plane flying to a foreign country, Mumu looked through the small window at this familiar land, a place that had given her pain and laughter.
She leaned against the glass window and said softly: "Goodbye, You Yang! Goodbye, Rong Shen!"
Rong Shen passed by a shop window, where a pair of beautiful canvas shoes were displayed prominently. He walked in and gently held the shoe in his hand. It was so small, only a little bigger than his palm.
His eyes gradually softened, and somehow he remembered what Zhou Jun had said before,
Maybe you haven't met a good one, but if you have, you will hang yourself like him, and you will still have a smile on your face when you die!
Isn't he smiling all over his face now?
Over the street, a plane glided past like a giant bird. He looked up and saw that the sun was so dazzling!
--------over----
There is one more chapter about Gu Nai and it will be finished tomorrow!