MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 84

Ge Weinong thought that when Mu Xueyi said "I want to go shopping elsewhere", he wanted to find Zhou Zhenyue.

But Mu Xueyi did not go to the second floor as she expected.

The party hall has a space of two floors, and there is a corridor on the second floor. Standing on it, you can overlook the entire venue.

Mu Xueyi leaned on a cane and walked slowly to the railing, half leaning on the railing and looking down.

In the crowd, Zhou Zhenyue is only a small point.

Too small, even smaller than when she was watching the press conference on a computer screen.

Ge Weilong stood behind her and asked softly, "Aren't you going to find her?"

Mu Xueyi smiled and murmured: "Don't you think... it's very annoying to leave on your own and find it back on your own?"

"It's only once, but this is already the second time, how can I go to her casually again..."

Ge Weilong: "But aren't you sick? A person with a mental illness cannot make choices based on normal people's standards. You and Mr. Zhou made it clear that she will not be inconsiderate of you. "

She paused and lowered her voice: "Besides, you have worked so hard to treat this year..."

Mu Xueyi bent the corners of her lips and sighed softly.

"A Nong, not everyone is willing to wait for me on the spot."

She straightened up and turned around, leaning on her cane.

"I can't force anyone to forgive me either."

"No one has the responsibility to be considerate. Even if she is the one who loves me the most in the world, she has no such responsibility."

Granny pursed her lips.

In the past year, the only belief that supported Mu Xueyi's walk down was Zhou Zhenyue. Even when she had nightmares at night, she only called Zhou Zhenyue by her name.

But when she really came back, she didn't insist on sticking to Zhou Zhenyue to force anything, or... using her illness as a pain point to ask for forgiveness from the other party.

Her feelings are forbearance and rational.

Mature love, but these two characteristics.

Forbearance, reason.

Don't cry, don't make trouble, you can be gentle, and you can stand alone when necessary.

Mu Xueyi walked away for a while, Ge Weinong followed, and stopped talking to persuade her.

But before taking a few steps, a person suddenly walked out of the corner.

When Ge Weilong saw the man clearly, he frowned.

Shen Huaixing, who was wearing a black evening dress, approached slowly.

She didn't wear glasses today, and the skirt was very simple and pure black, with no patterns, which made her look a little depressed.

"Xueyi," Shen Huaixing stood in the way of Mu Xueyi, his face pale, "Xueyi, don't rush, listen to me... We haven't seen each other for a whole year, you returned to Anyang a few days ago. , I originally wanted to go to your house to find you, but you...are not at home..."

Mu Xueyi stopped, holding a cane in both hands, interrupting Shen Huaixing:

"Shen Huaixing, you should be very clear that there will be no more possibilities for me and you."

Shen Huaixing was stunned when he heard that Mu Xueyi no longer called himself "teacher", but called him by his first name.

Mu Xueyi: "You take the initiative to talk to my dad about canceling the engagement."

Shen Huaixing swayed, and there was a moment of loss in his eyes.

She felt that what she said that day had stimulated Mu Xueyi's heart and felt guilty. Mu Xueyi didn't want to be disturbed, so she didn't bother this year.

She finally found the opportunity to meet today.

Unexpectedly, after a year, Mu Xueyi seemed to be another person.

Her expression, tone, and attitude are all so...

…How to say?

Not angry.

There is no soft cowardice at the beginning, nor the neurotic madness of a year ago. Neither humble nor arrogant. She seems to be able to handle everything that makes her unhappy with ease and in a moderate manner.

A strong man with real strength, even if he doesn't show off the mountains and dew, can invisibly cause oppression to the other side of the conversation.

like...

Mice are instinctively afraid of cats.

Sheep are instinctively afraid of wolves.

At this moment, Shen Huaixing also had such an illusion.

...she seems to have become a sheep.

"What will happen to you if I don't break off the engagement?" She forced herself to ask this sentence.

Mu Xueyi smiled, "If you don't retire, then I can only retire myself. It's just that my method may make the situation a bit ugly."

Shen Huaixing: "…"

Mu Xueyi: "Trust me, I advise you to retire by yourself, for your own good, really."

Shen Huaixing swallowed his saliva and froze there, not knowing what to say.

Mu Xueyi wanted to go up the stairs, but Shen Huaixing was stuck there, she clicked her tongue and sighed.

"I'll knock away any obstacles in my way with a cane."

Ge Weinong silently stepped forward, staring coldly at Shen Huaixing behind Mu Xueyi.

Shen Huaixing lowered his eyes and bluntly gave way.

Mu Xueyi walked slowly with a cane.

When passing by Shen Huaixing, she paused, turned her head sideways, and smiled faintly:

"Hey, don't be afraid, I'm not so cruel, I won't really hit people."

After speaking, he continued his steps and went downstairs.

Shen Huaixing looked at the back of Mu Xueyi slowly leaving, only to feel that she was walking further and further, heading towards a path that was completely contrary to her.

She can no longer hold her hand like she did in the first place.

Zhou Zhenyue stood in front of the dessert table on the first floor, reaching for the cake on the top of the dessert tower.

The white suit jacket stretched tightly around her body with her movements, and the cuffs retreated slightly, revealing the clean cuffs of the white shirt inside. On the inside of the cuff, a dark blue cufflink with almost no trace of time was faintly revealed, as cold and quiet as a blue lake.

She hasn't cut her hair this year, and her long black hair has fallen to her crotch.

Because it is too long, her hair is more classical and elegant than ordinary people's long hair.

That cake at the dessert spire...

It is the cherry cream mousse that Yui loves to eat.

She didn't know why she was going to take it, but when she saw it, she subconsciously wanted to take it and put it on her plate.

A small half of the rosy cherries sank into the cream.

It looks so sweet.

Unfortunately, she doesn't really like sweet things.

Xiao Ai, who was behind her, suddenly let out a small exclamation:

"that is not-"

Zhou Zhenyue seemed to have guessed something, so she turned around immediately and followed Xiao Ai's gaze.

At the other end of the venue, on the round table in the first row, Mu Xueyi sat beside Mu Guocheng with her back to her.

She was so familiar with her that she could recognize that it was Mu Xueyi just by looking at the curling arc of her curly hair.

Mu Xueyi sat upright, with his hands folded on his knees, breathing slowly and gently.

Just a back view, you can see the indifference and calmness in her heart at the moment.

It seems... the year she left her has been very good.

It's getting better.

When Zhou Zhenyue realized this, a dark thought suddenly appeared in her heart.

She actually had some hope that Mu Xueyi had a bad life.

Compared with the now powerful Mu Xueyi, she wanted to see a fragmented and devastated Mu Xueyi. Seeing her pained, helpless, and depraved appearance after she left her.

The more she fell, the more important the hand she held out was.

And now... the opposite is true.

Does that mean that her Zhou Zhenyue is not so indispensable to Mu Xueyi?

Zhou Zhenyue looked at Mu Xueyi quietly for a while, and the corners of her lips curved bitterly.

When she was about to look elsewhere, the person she was staring at just now suddenly turned her head.

Mu Xueyi seemed to be looking around casually, and accidentally glanced at Zhou Zhenyue's side.

Her eyes swept past with inertia, and after noticing the strangeness, she quickly swept back and met Zhou Zhenyue's eyes.

The two looked at each other for a very short second.

In this second, the sight of the two people seemed to give birth to a solid body, and they were smashed into a ball in the air, frantically trying to penetrate each other's hearts.

While deciphering desperately, he quickly restrained his emotions.

The two secluded pools are bottomless.

In the confrontation, they are evenly matched and evenly matched.

After a second.

Zhou Zhenyue looked away lightly and looked at the cherry cream mousse in her hand.

half an hour.

She put the mousse plate in the corner of the dessert table.

Turn away.

Only the plate of cherry cream mousse was left.

Standing alone on a table covered with a hollow patterned tablecloth.

Mu Xueyi is now able to control her emotions very well. If it was placed on her a year ago, she would definitely have been disarmed and surrendered in the second she just looked at each other.

...will run to her desperately, hug her, cry in her arms.

tell her:

Ayue, without you this year, I really had a hard time.

But after all, it wasn't a year ago.

She couldn't do that Mu Xueyi who was so weak that she could only cry in Zhou Zhenyue's arms.

"Xueyi," Mu Guocheng called her name, "Sitting here for so long, why haven't you called someone?"

Only then did Mu Xueyi take her attention away from Zhou Zhenyue and put it on the woman beside Mu Guocheng.

It was a very beautiful mature woman, with charming curly hair and exquisite makeup, and her gestures had a charm of her own. Sitting there without saying anything, it is also a variety of styles.

After Mu Xueyi finished bending her lips, she asked Mu Guocheng, "What should I be called?"

Mu Guocheng: "Her name is Qi Yan."

Mu Xueyi: "I want to ask, should I be called sister or aunt?"

Qi Yan looked a few years older than Mu Xueyi.

Mu Guocheng thought for a moment and said, "Before we got married, you were called sister, and when we got married, you changed your name to mom."

"So why bother," Mu Xueyi pursed her lips and smiled, raising her glass, "Now start calling mommy."

Qi Yan also raised his glass generously, not much to refuse, and called her along with Mu Xueyi's words:

"Good girl."

Being called "daughter" by someone who was not a few years older than him, although Mu Xueyi had a smile on her face, she still felt a little nervous in her heart.

Mu Guocheng: "If your sister is still here, I will definitely not dare to remarry, but fortunately your sister is now in a lunatic asylum..."

He sighed with emotion.

He added, "I've known your little mother for half a year. She's a good person. You should live under one roof in the future and get along well. You can listen to me as you want, and don't treat her like an outsider, you know? "

Mu Xueyi nodded: "I remember everything Dad said."

"That's good." Mu Guocheng turned to look at Qi Yan, "Look, I said my daughter is very good, you don't have to worry about those messes..."

Ge Weinong, who was in the midst of vain and contempt, disappeared for a while, suddenly appeared, walked over, bent over and said in Mu Xueyi's ear:

"Mr. Mu, someone is looking for you."

Mu Xueyi turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

Ge Weilong: "I don't know, that person just asked the waiter to send me a message, saying that after the party, he would like to invite you to meet and chat alone. The place is in the music cafe in Xincheng District."

She paused for a moment and asked in a softer voice:

"...Could it be... President Zhou?"

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