Rebirth of a giant: President Bingshan's favorite school flower

Of course Mo Yu knew what happened behind that door just now.

Because she had called the front desk to ask, and knew that Su Xiaomo was here, and she was in his office.

And for that woman, he not only didn't answer her call, even though she was waiting outside the door, he still didn't show up.

She could already guess what happened behind that door, but she just refused to believe it.

Such an arrogant person can actually let go of his bottom line again and again for Su Xiaomo, just an actor.

In Mo Yu's eyes, there was some pain, some loss, and more grief and anger.

Su Xiaomo went home directly by car, went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, and planned to go home to cook food, to reward herself, for doing such a great thing today.

When I got home, I took out my mobile phone and saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls in a row, all of which were from Yun Feier.

There were a few text messages in the middle, and when I opened it, it was Yun Feier who sent it. From the tone of voice, Su Xiaomo could imagine Yun Feier stamping her feet anxiously.

When I turned to the last text message, I flipped it casually, and it turned out not to be Yun Fei'er's, but to another person.

Murong Yu?

She looked at the name in shock, why did he send her a text message?

A feeling of uneasiness welled up in my heart.

After hesitating, he clicked on the text message, and the line of words came into view. Small handwriting, like little feet, popped out one by one in front of his eyes, and finally formed a coherent sentence.

Xiaomo, I'm leaving, see you later.

Although a short line of words is simple, it contains a thousand words that only the person concerned can clearly understand.

Murong Yu is probably the only person she can be considered a friend in this city, besides Yun Fei'er.

Moreover, she always had a feeling of deja vu to him, and she didn't know if it was an illusion or they really had some kind of relationship.

After he left like this, if the two of them were simply friends, then she would cherish this friend for the rest of her life.

However, she knew that his feelings for her were not just friendship between friends.

Although she was always pretending to be stupid, no matter how nice he was to her or his verbal confession, she was just pretending to be stupid.

It's also the only way she can protect herself and keep their friendship alive.

Now, he is leaving.

In my heart, I was inexplicably sad, and my heart was unintentionally bitter, just like the current weather.

When she walked to the window, why was the sky clear and sunny just now, but after a while, it was already covered with dark clouds and the sky was full of gloomy clouds.

Could it be that the weather is like a person's mood, can it change at will?

There was a rumbling sound in the sky, she thought it was going to thunder and rain.

But when I listened carefully, it was not. It turned out that it was just the sound made by the plane passing through the sky.

No matter what I heard, it seemed that when we parted, the departing people made a mournful sound of weeping.

Dear friend, are you also on that plane? Are you also in the same mood as me, full of reluctance for this city?

Many years later, when Su Xiaomo, with her slightly protruding belly, embarked on the road of leaving home, her mood was much calmer.

It seemed that it was not her who left, but her body and mind were liberated.

Although some people still remain in my heart, there is a belief in my heart that if there is a destiny, we will meet again.

She didn't know that after so many years, she would actually take this plane and leave this city full of memories.

After such an incident, she also became less interested, and she no longer had the interest to cook delicious food, so she simply took a shower, got into bed early, and forgot to call Yun Fei'er for a while.

The consequence of going to bed early is waking up in the middle of the night.

Only then did I realize that even in winter, my body was still sticky with sweat, and there was even cold sweat on my forehead.

She had a nightmare again, and she didn't dare to recall it, and she didn't want to recall it, because she knew that in those repeated dreams, there were some painful and heartbreaking memories for her.

Simply turning on the bedside lamp, the pendulum on the wall just stopped at twelve o'clock.

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of ticking, like a lonely old man sighing deeply.

The branches outside the window were swayed and creaked by the strong wind, which seemed particularly abrupt in this silent night.

If it was before, she would hear this rustling sound, especially in such a dark night, she would like to nest in her mother's arms, holding her tightly.

At that time, she was already a slim girl, but she was still afraid of the dark, as if the hands of the devil were stretched out to her, and the swaying branches outside the window seemed to be the roar of monsters.

At this time, she would always jump off the bed, run into the room of her parents, get into their quilt, and nestle in her mother's arms.

She still remembers that at that time, her mother always laughed at her as a child, pretending to be angry and saying that she was so old that she couldn't rely on her parents so much.

However, there was still infinite pampering in his tone, and his hands would unconsciously hug her even tighter.

She just let out a happy laugh foolishly, and rascally said that she wanted to be a mother's caring little padded jacket for the rest of her life, hiding in her arms for the rest of her life, not to grow up.

However, in the blink of an eye, she has grown up to this age, and that warm home, as well as the warm embrace, no longer exist.

Now, mother should sleep alone in a lonely city.

Maybe, still secretly wiping tears because of the unbearable loneliness.

Her heart can't help but sink a lot, she has been busy with the imperial court and Yan Teng's affairs recently, she has delayed too much time.

It can't be delayed like this, even if she can wait, mother can't wait.

Thinking of her mother being alone in a foreign country now, the sadness welled up in her heart, and it hurt her heart deeply.

I secretly decided that starting tomorrow, I must concentrate on the matter at hand.

The result of a night of insomnia is that when the phone rings in a daze and wakes up the next day, I feel dizzy and feel like my head is about to explode.

However, Su Xiaomo was used to this kind of morning, and when she woke up in this state, she picked up her phone naturally.

I was so tired that I couldn't open my eyes, so I pressed the answer button and put the phone to my ear.

"Hello, hello." She was always a polite child, turned over, and the outside was bright, as if there was something white.

"I'll give you 10 minutes to go downstairs." A deep male voice came from the opposite side, and she knew who it was when she heard it.

Su Xiaomo woke up quite a bit in an instant, before she had time to speak, the other party had already hung up the phone.