Xiao Sha Desolate

As the sun sets, there is no smoke from the kitchen.

Qian Mo sat on the floor of the Yale University library, holding a volume, quiet and focused.He has been looking at it all afternoon.British classic novels, medieval parchment scrolls, aged and weathered.This kind of book is difficult for native English speakers, and Qian Mo doesn't like it. She found it by accident in the library to research information for writing a thesis.

After flipping through it, there was a note card between the pages of the book.Master's, master's handwriting, even signed.In a distant foreign country, he found the notes written by the master ten years ago.

Talk about stories, writing style, mood, freely.

There are many metaphors and clues, which are difficult to understand.Sure enough, it is too difficult to understand, but the master reads it like a pastime after dinner, without effort.Then, as if trying harder, I have to understand this book thoroughly.

It is impossible for him to surpass his master in his life, no matter in mind or means.

He can only walk through the shade of the trees that his master walked by, watch the sunset that his master has seen, and read books that his master has read in the library where his master stayed.In the past, and maybe many years later, they could only follow behind their masters.

The strong wind blows across the wilderness, and the fallen leaves stir up withered butterflies.

He went to the United States to live in an apartment, and when he looked in his bag, he saw a thick stack of transfer agreements.A lot of emotions surged in his heart at once, but he couldn't tell what it was like. He stared blankly for a while, but finally felt angry.He video-chatted with the owner, greeted each other, and tore the paper in front of the owner.

"Qianmo can earn, get, and grab what you want. You keep your things yourself, and Qianmo won't take them. You don't have to give me alms and pity me, and you don't have to feel sorry or compensate for the past. Qian Mo is responsible for her own decisions."

No one would believe that the young master of the Qinggang Xu family has no ability to protect himself. He has been raised by his master for many years. He has his own means and power. There were also consequences.

In the video, the owner's expression was a little anxious, and he was eager to explain, so he unplugged the power.

He knew that only the weak would be sensitive and would lose their temper easily. He was stabbed by these agreements to the point of pain in his heart, and he had no time to think about the master's intentions in doing so, and he couldn't control it just by his superior gesture of charity.

After many years, he finally understood that the way to get love and prevent betrayal is not to be obedient but to be strong.Under the pressure of absolute power, giving sincerity is nothing but being trampled on.He will always be humble and kneeling to his master, weak, without power, without qualifications, and will never be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with his master.

But the strange thing is that after calming down, my heart seems not to be empty, and it feels good to be refilled with something.

When the phone vibrated in her trouser pocket, Qian Mo was taken aback.Take it out, take a look, and press it.The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he seemed to be in a much better mood.He picked up the scrolls unhurriedly, and the phone called again, and he let the phone vibrate against his thigh, feeling a subtle sense of pleasure.It was as if someone was scratching his heart lightly, making his heart itch.I didn't pick it up until I walked out of the library.

Xu opened a coffee shop near Yale University in New Haven, Connecticut, USA.I heard that it was opened by Master Qian Mo, and after the first one was opened, it started to be chained, opening one after another.And every now and then, Xu Zhaocheng, the chairman of the Xu Corporation, who is busy with work, always goes to inspect it in person.It’s just a coffee shop, what’s worth visiting in person?Even the most important underground stronghold has never seen Xu Zhaocheng care so much.

He took out the key and turned it twice in the keyhole. Before he could turn it, someone graciously opened the door for him.

"Why are you free today, master?" He entered the door and changed his shoes, with a cold tone, without looking up at the person who opened the door for him.That time he tore up the transfer agreement and unplugged the master's video, and the master flew over to see him the next day. He didn't mention the agreement but just accompanied him as usual, and even calmly and subtly made him happy.By the way, I want the key to his apartment.

Originally at home to the point of loathing each other, now separated by oceans, but I miss him day by day.

He missed Zhaocheng at night, and he became more and more cheerful during the day, and he was like a fish in water in the United States, like a sunny boy who had not suffered any harm.

There's nothing wrong with it. When they were in Qinggang, the two of them never touched the spring water. But in the small apartment in the United States, they washed and cooked together, ate and washed dishes together, and cleaned the house together. The scene of countless fantasies when I was young.There was even an illusion that the two of them should live their lives like this.

"It's just a business trip, Qianmo, how dare you talk to me like that?" Xu Zhaocheng looked at his Qianmo without blinking.I haven't seen him for half a year, and the first time I saw her, I had such a cold attitude.But so what, he could do this to him when he waited carefully and greeted him with a smile, so how dare he punish him and blame him.

It was him in the past who didn't understand lovers.

"Then go out on your business." Xian Xian coolly.Every time you say that you are on a business trip by the way, so what if you say you came to see me specially once.Let me be vain, okay!

"Let's eat, I made something you like." Zhao Cheng changed the subject.How about working overtime continuously to get rid of heavy work and sitting on a plane for more than ten hours to come to see you?Shallow letter?He couldn't speak, he was afraid of Qianmo's coldness or ridicule, and even more afraid of Qianmo's anger, so he didn't dare to show his heart without any cover.

After that, the two of them sat down and ate a meal in a gentle manner, and no one spoke.

After the meal, Qian Mo sat on the window sill with a book in a daze, Zhao Cheng accompanied him.Qianmo seems to particularly like clean, wide window sills that one can sit on, and this is also the case in American apartments.

Under the light at night, Qian Mo's face was a little pale, and her thin body seemed a little shy.Qian Mo's body has suffered too much, and it may not be much better after all these years.When Qian Mo left two years ago, Zhao Cheng could hardly restrain himself from stopping him.However, just like Xu Zhaocheng's decision cannot be changed, Xu Qianmo's decision is also irreversible.It was like this a long time ago, no matter how many punishments or consequences, the pain never changed.

If he doesn't let Qian Mo go, there will only be a dead end between them.

Zhao Cheng walked over and sat beside Qian Mo.Qian Mo still looked down at the book, without any expression.After a while, Zhao Cheng quietly sat down beside Qian Mo, a little bit, a little bit, a little bit more.When it was almost impossible to get close, she hugged Qian Mo in her arms.With a slender body, you can clearly feel the bones when holding him.

With a snap, the book in his hand fell to the ground.

Qian Mo only trembled a little when the master hugged him, then nestled in the master's arms and remained still.Even if the master really loves him, there is a limit to his patience.Hanging up the phone with the master, sarcastically contradicting him...he will accept it now as soon as he sees it.

What's more, I have been waiting for this embrace for half a year.

"Qianmo, why don't you go home, not even once." Qianmo's slightly long bangs were softly attached to his forehead, Zhaocheng couldn't help but reached out and rubbed it, and said in a low voice.Qianmo, how much you hate me, for two whole years you refused to set foot on Qinggang land, and refused to go home.

"Master, just come and see me." Don't want to go back?When I go back, I will definitely not be willing to leave.But he was going to study abroad, and he made a big fuss on the day he arrived in the United States. He didn't get any results, but he did something. How can he go back?He couldn't even forgive himself for giving up halfway.In the past two years, his business in the United States has started, and his contacts on the ground and underground have become wider and wider.

That was the world he broke through entirely by his own efforts.He thought that if the master no longer loves him, he will use all means to win back the master's love.

Right and wrong are in the past, love and hate are indistinguishable.

"Alright, then you have to let me come more." Zhao Cheng didn't ask any more.Do you want Qianmo to admit that she doesn't want to go back?Qian Mo didn't refuse her to see him, it was already too difficult for her.

He calls once a week and sees him once every six months. He refrains from keeping such a distance.It was much better than he expected, he thought Qian Mo would make him never see him again in this life.

Zhao Cheng went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he saw Qian Mo standing in front of the window, facing him.Lighting a cigarette in his hand, he was about to bring a smile to his lips when he came over.Zhaocheng frowned and walked over to grab the cigarette, but when he got closer, Qianmo grabbed his arm and pressed down the cigarette butt.He moved very quickly, Zhao Cheng was caught off guard and still didn't cry out, his face remained unchanged.

Zhaocheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you crazy, why are you uncomfortable? Don't smoke anymore, you are obviously in poor health." Every sentence is concerned, and his face is gentle.

Qian Mo lived in front of him with real vitality, would smile and dare to burn him with a cigarette, compared to this little pain, it was nothing.

I owe you.

Qian Mo saw that the master accepted this obediently, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth, as if she seemed to be in a much better mood.He cut Zhaocheng's hands behind his back, deliberately knocked the wound on his arm against the edge of the window sill, pressed his body against his body, and started to take off his clothes.

For the past, don't blame the past, and for the future, there will be a lot.

Maybe the uneasiness and fear are still there, but they are covered by a lot of love and protection. Although it is impossible to be completely at ease, he loves this person, relies on his embrace, and is greedy for his few tenderness.Since I can't do without him, then stay together.He will one day make it impossible for him to betray and hurt himself.

Let the desire burn and burn everything, and finally remember a tight hug and kiss when the love is strong.

I thought that this life would be desolate and desolate, with no one to rely on.But in the end, there was one person who cared for him. For more than ten years, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Zhao Cheng let Qian Mo take off his shirt, leaned over and kissed him suddenly after Qian Mo took off his shirt, hugged him tightly with both hands, and responded to him with all.

For many years Qianmo stood behind him, bowing his head slightly, with a meek and soft, respectful youthful appearance.

The rare amorous feelings in the world are treasured by him alone.