Zhang Luyao's voice came from behind, accelerating Mu Wei Cheng's steps. His face was tense, and the bottom of his eyes flashed a dry and gloomy color.
This is his taboo topic. He doesn't want to hear it, let alone think about it.
I used to think that love was a matter of two people, but now I find that it's a matter of two families, still a family affair.
Why can't we combine simply because of love? The obstacles of the world make the approaching footsteps heavy.
Zhang Luyao is so angry that she stomps her feet. How can she not listen to Mu Wei Cheng's advice? He was walking into a swamp. The deeper he sank, the more likely he would lose his life.
Ling wennuan participated in the debate competition held by the school at more than five o'clock in the afternoon and won the second place. This is also a long face for the class. Her mentor is very happy and hopes that Ling wennuan will continue to work hard, because the whole class, Ling wennuan's results are top-notch, which makes her teacher see hope.
Ling wennuan had a medium grade in his previous school. He came here and became an excellent student. This sense of superiority made Ling wennuan's mouth happy. As expected, a person is not excellent. He has to rely on his companions to set him off.
Ling wennuan's debate competition, Mu Wei Cheng would have been present, but I don't know why. Mu Wei Cheng was absent. Ling wennuan looked at the position with his famous card and was sat by another teacher. Her heart was empty. Didn't he promise her that she would come?
After the end, Ling wennuan gave the award and ran out. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Mu Wei Cheng's number.
No one answered Mu Wei Cheng's mobile phone. Ling's warm heart was more anxious.
"What's the matter? Don't you answer the phone? "Ling wennuan toots his mouth, full of loss.
At the moment, it's more than seven o'clock in the evening. The driver's eldest brother is waiting for her. After Ling wennuan got on the bus, he immediately asked the driver's eldest brother to take her to Mu Wei Cheng's private apartment.
"Miss, you haven't had dinner yet." The driver asked her with concern.
"I'm not hungry. Wait for me for a while. I'll come down right away." Ling wennuan finished and ran to the community.
When she stood at the door of Mu Wei Cheng's house, she knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened. Mu Wei Cheng stood at the door. Ling wennuan smelled cigarettes and alcohol from him.
"Mu Wei Cheng, what's the matter with you?" Ling wennuan's eyes were surprised. The man didn't turn on the light, but he drank and smoked. He was covered with a layer of melancholy.
"My uncle is dead!" Mu Wei Cheng's voice is dry and dumb.
"Ah?" Ling wennuan's brain was blank for a moment. She didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. She couldn't help being nervous: "is he because of illness..."
"I'm not in a good mood today. You should go back." After playing ball in the afternoon, Mu Wei Cheng suddenly received a phone call. His uncle died in prison and died of a heart attack.
Ling wennuan saw that he was so sad that she was willing to leave. She stood motionless at the door and looked at him with beautiful eyes full of worry: "Mu Wei Cheng, I'm not very comforting, but I still hope you can restrain your grief."
Mu Wei Cheng stared at her, and the light at the bottom of her eyes was complicated.
"Your elder brother has given the order to transfer me. I'll be returning to the base next Monday. Nuannuan, we don't have much time left. Perhaps, this is our destiny …"
"No!" When Ling wennuan heard his words, his eyes were inexplicably hot. He pounced on him in an instant, hugged him tightly with both hands, put his face on his chest, and tears slipped down in an instant: "I asked my brother not to transfer you, don't leave."
Mu Wei Cheng looked down at the girl with tears in her arms, and her heart was as uncomfortable as a knife.
"It's my duty to obey the orders of my superiors." Mu Wei Cheng said in a low voice.
"I can ask my brother. My brother will promise me. I won't let you go." Ling wennuan doesn't know how many more three years she and Mu Wei Cheng can miss. Her lovesickness has long been a disaster.
"No, don't do this. Don't embarrass your elder brother." Mu Wei Cheng just stiff hands and hugged her gently.
"My elder brother dotes on me the most. He will promise to let you stay. He will." Ling wennuan didn't expect to face separation so soon. She was really reluctant to give up and sad.
"I don't want you to do this. You will embarrass your elder brother. Besides, if you let him know our relationship now, it's not the right time. My uncle just left, and I can't introduce you to my relatives and friends now. It's warm. Shall we wait a little longer?" Mu Wei Cheng said in a low voice.
Ling wennuan closed his eyes tightly, and his tears fell more fiercely.
She knew it wouldn't be so easy to be with him, but she didn't expect that all the things would come together. It would be so difficult to have a stable love.
"Why wait again? How long do you have to wait? Can you give me a deadline? "Ling wennuan stepped back from his arms, with tears in his eyes, and asked him sadly," one year, or two years? Or longer? "
Mu Wei Cheng looked at her like she was about to cry, and her heart was about to be crushed.
"I can't give you a definite answer, but I'm sure it's not now. I don't want you to suffer these injuries." What Mu Wei Cheng cares about has always been a blow to her soul. Will the Mu family accept her? Unless he wants to break up with the whole Mu family.
"I'm not afraid of being hurt. I'm afraid you'll leave me." Ling wennuan's heart has been very strong for a long time. She is really not afraid of wind and rain. She just wants to live such a simple life with him. Even if she runs and exercises together in the morning and eats the dinner he cooks, she doesn't need deeper communication. She just wants the warmth of daily life. Is it also an extravagant hope?
"When I'm done with my uncle's funeral, I'll go to the base to report. I'll come back to find you during my vacation. In the future, I won't hide from you for a year or two. We can call or send letters. As long as you miss me, there are many ways to contact me, unless I'm on a mission and can't respond to you in time." Mu Wei Cheng will not let her wait for an indefinite period any more, and he is not willing to let her think bitterly.
"Really?" Ling wennuan's sadness stopped in an instant, and Mei Mou opened her eyes in surprise: "as long as I miss you, can I call you? You won't hide from me any more? "
"No, because you're an adult." Mu Wei Cheng gently touched her long hair: "I used to hide from you, not because I was afraid of you, but because I couldn't control myself. Now I won't. We can contact each other like all lovers."
Ling wennuan broke into tears and smiled. He reached out and clenched his fist. He punched him lightly on the chest: "that's settled. As long as I can contact you, I'm not afraid of where you go. You're a kite. I'm the one who holds the line. I'm not afraid that you'll fly far away."
"Well, I can't fly out of your palm, so there's no need to be sad about this parting. We'll just return to our own positions. You study hard, and I'll work hard. One day, we'll meet at the most suitable time." Mu Wei Cheng's deep eyes are also full of reluctant to give up, but he is a man. When he says goodbye, he should comfort her well, instead of letting her immerse in sadness without any sense of security.
"Well, I know. Since it's not a good time to fall in love, I won't make things difficult for you. I don't know what to say about your uncle. As a member of the Mu family, you should deal with it well. I'll leave first. Don't be too sad and take care of your body." Ling warm heart, finally calmed down, she took a deep breath, forced a smile, waved goodbye to him.
Mu Wei Cheng stood at the door and watched her beautiful figure disappear in the elevator. Her heart was empty, as if someone had taken off her heart. Although the heart was still beating, it was disordered.
Ling wennuan sat back in the car. She turned on her mobile phone and saw the latest and most authoritative news report. The former president died of illness.
Ling wennuan is in a complicated mood. He doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad. The old president has done evil. He deserves to be punished. It's normal for him to be born, grow old, and die. His death may only make those who care about him sad.
Vice president's office!
The light in the living room is on. On the table is the dinner that has just been eaten. Lan Yanxi is sitting at the table. Ling Mofeng is taking off his coat and cleaning up the table.
"The old president died of illness." Ling Mofeng suddenly said.
Lan Yanxi Mou color a surprise: "when did it happen?"
"About six o'clock this afternoon, a heart attack, the rescue is ineffective." Ling Mofeng stopped his hand movements and put his hands on the table: "he died at this time, I may face criticism."
Lan Yanxi's heart clenched: "others won't doubt that you did it?
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