Qiu Mu

Even though he is ignorant of worldly affairs, he is always protected, whether this is the mercy of the heavens, or his own happiness, Ling Xia doesn't know.

Like a protective umbrella, protecting him, Ling Xia wanted to let his biological parents know that their abandoned daughter is living a very good life now, protected by her boss and cared by her sister.

As long as there is nothing to delay, Ling Xia will go to Anran Book Bar almost every day. Although he can't see Pei Zhen every day, he is already familiar with everyone in the store, including of course the lazy and fat cat Momo.

"Ling Xia, are you here?" The clerk Yu Xiang looked at Ling Xia with a smile and said, Ling Xia also responded with a smile: "Yeah, is momo there? I miss him so much."

"Here, it's asleep." Yu Xiang pointed to the sofa seat beside him, it was sleeping soundly, Ling Xia covered his mouth and smiled, and walked over quietly.

Momo is a civet cat with gradation of chestnut and gold. At the beginning, Anran Book Bar had just opened, and she was so hungry that she lay weakly at the door of the book bar. It was raining that day, and Momo seemed to be waiting for the arrival of the god of death. Let the raindrops slap my body without a trace of strength.

If Pei Zhen hadn't passed by, Momo would have been thrown into the trash can by the cleaning lady as a corpse.Seeing that Momo was pitiful, Pei Zhen took it back to the store seeing that it still had a little breath, bought cat food for her, and fed her with milk. For a week, Momo finally looked better, and slowly began to come alive, and became more and more lively. Get fatter.

Pei Zhen has to bathe Momo almost every week, so Momo has also developed a clean habit by Pei Zhen, and enjoys it every time she takes a bath. In this place, I can always have a good sleep, and I don't care if anyone touches me.

Only Ling Xia, every time he approached Momo, it could always smell her scent sensitively, so when Ling Xia's hand touched Momo, it lazily opened its eyes, first got up and stretched, Then stretched his body and rubbed against Ling Xia.

"It seems that Momo likes you very much, you don't need to call, you just get up by yourself." Yu Xiang stood on the desk and said to Ling Xia, its fur is very soft and soft, it is very comfortable to touch, Ling Xia picked it up and placed it on the bed On my lap, I sometimes pull its claws, and sometimes shake its tail. This is a restricted area of ​​the cat's body, but Momo never stretches out his sharp claws to hurt Ling Xia.

Ling Xia just smiled and didn't speak, looking at Momo with pampering eyes, but Yu Xiang looked at Ling Xia unconsciously.Ling Xia wore a green mid-size knitted sweater on the outside of his white thin shirt, a pair of skinny jeans and canvas shoes on his lower body, his slender body did not lose his strength at all.

Ling Xia's long hair poured down, and with his head lowered, it fell onto Momo's body. Momo seemed to feel something strange in his body. When he opened his eyes and saw Ling Xia's hair, he stretched out his claws and scratched, only to find that it was always in vain. He seemed to be a little emotional, turned over, and played with Ling Xia's long hair with both paws.

"Hehehehe..." Momo's movement made Ling Xia laugh, and Yu Xiang couldn't bear to leave Ling Xia's eyes for even a moment. She always wore that long black hair, and her body was always Exuding a faint sadness, that slender body always makes people feel protective.

Watching Ling Xia smile seems to be a kind of enjoyment. In such an ancient street, in such a store full of antiques, it seems that there is always a kind of culture with a long stream of water. Fortunately, when the story happened, we were all there.

Ling Xia was having fun with Momo, when he suddenly heard urgent footsteps, seeing Pei Zhen walking in from outside, Ling Xia happily wanted to say hello to her, but she went straight to Momo as if she hadn't seen anyone. bookshelf.

She has never seen Pei Zhen in such a hurry, she seemed to be looking for something next to the bookshelf anxiously, squatting down to search for something, and flipping through the bookshelves for a while, Ling Xia put down momo, no matter it was still moving in the air Actions.

"Sister Pei, what are you looking for, do you need me to help you?" Ling Xia said to Pei Zhen.

"A pen, I'm not sure if it fell here." Pei Zhen said while looking for it, even frowning slightly.

"What kind of pen is it, Sister Pei, I'll help you find it together." Ling Xia asked, Pei Zhen changed from a squatting posture to a standing posture, it was normally a smiling face, but there was no smile at this moment.

"It's a pure black, elegant and white pen with the word Zhen engraved on the pen cover." After Pei Zhen finished speaking, he continued to search. Ling Xia looked at Pei Zhen who was looking for him, and Ling Xia also helped Pei Zhen to find it together. The pen is small , it's hard to spot it at a glance, Ling Xia asked: "Sister Pei, have you done anything on the bookshelf?"

"I sorted out the books here before, but I don't know if they fell somewhere." Pei Zhen didn't stop searching for a moment while talking.

Ling Xia inspected the bookshelves, and first searched for them from the cracks in the bookshelves. Pei Zhen searched for them, but his face was a little dignified. Although he tried his best to suppress the anxiety, that sense of worry seemed to be more important than anything else. Ling Xia saw Pei Zhen's helplessness at this moment.

"I was so careless," Pei Zhen stood up and blamed himself with deep frown, Ling Xia hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Pei Zhen's arm, "Sister Pei, don't worry, you will definitely find it, think about it slowly Wherever you go, look for it.”

Hearing Ling Xia's words, Pei Zhen closed his eyes and thought about it, soothed his emotions, opened his eyes, and said to Ling Xia: "I'll go to the company to look for it, Xiao Ling, I'm leaving first." Pei Zhen After finishing speaking, he left the book bar in a hurry.

This must be a very important thing, otherwise Pei Zhen wouldn't be like this.

This must be something with a story, otherwise Pei Zhen, who is as light as Xu, would not be anxious.

It was already evening, and the neon lights gradually began to bloom in the city, and the night began to fully bloom her charm, leading people on the way home. In the CBD building, except for the corridor lights, everything gradually became dark. At this moment, the height of the building was broken by the sound of high-heeled shoes.

Turning on the light in the office, Pei Zhen put down the bag in her hand and began to look for it in every office she passed. Although she had searched it once, she still had hope. She valued it so much, how could it be lost, how could it be lost? !

As if he didn't know how time was running, and he didn't know how long he had been looking for, until finally he couldn't find the shadow of the pen. Pei Zhen sat tiredly on the sofa in the office, staring at the desk in a daze, as if seeing Lin Qingmo smiling Holding the pen to sign the document, Pei Zhen stood up in a daze and walked to the desk, only to find that there was nothing on the desk.

"Crack." Pei Zhen slapped her palm on the table, and the numbness of the collision stimulated her palm. This sense of loss made Pei Zhen's heart ache. Pei Zhen sat down on the office chair with her head down and lost, With her eyes closed, the scene of her and Lin Qingmo giving pens to each other back then suddenly played out clearly in her mind.

It was the day of graduating from the university to get a degree. The two wore bachelor uniforms to take pictures. In order to commemorate the university and celebrate graduation, they went to customize Parker's pen together and engraved each other's names on the pen cap.

"Zhen, I wish you a bright future." Lin Qingmo smiled and brought the pen to Pei Zhen.

"Mo, I wish you get married soon." Pei Zhen also smiled and brought the pen to Lin Qingmo.

"Why are you not serious, really." Lin Qingmo complained, followed by Pei Zhen's hahaha laughter.

At such a moment, memories sprinkled a handful of salt on Pei Zhen's wound, it was so painful.

She never thought of getting it, but only wanted to treasure it. Is it a luxury to even treasure it? Why did you treat her like this, and even lost the pen? Why? !

"Mo, I'm sorry, I lost your gift..." Pei Zhen murmured to himself, years of free and easy, usual indifference, could not withstand the heart-wrenching pain of this moment.

Just when Pei Zhen was very depressed, the phone rang, and Pei Zhen saw that it was Ling Xia.

"Sister Pei, I found your pen." Ling Xia's tone on the phone was relaxed, and Pei Zhen was relieved when he heard it, and said, "Thank you, I'll be right over." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and picked it up. Bao, turned off all the lights and hurriedly walked towards the elevator entrance.

From walking lightly to trotting, just wanting to quickly get what she almost lost, like a child who found her precious toy, Pei Zhen actually cried with joy.

Ling Xia looked at this delicate-looking fountain pen, the "Zhen" clearly visible on the pen cover

The pen looks very new. If you hold such a pen in your hand, you may not even give up writing.

"Ling Xia, it's so late today, why don't you go back?" Seeing that it was already dark outside, Yu Xiang was a little worried that Ling Xia would walk alone at night.

"I'll wait for Sister Pei, I'll leave later." Ling Xia said calmly, looked at Momo at the side, and started to sleep soundly again, he was very tired after eating just now.

Ling Xia took out the album, couldn't help but draw Momo's cute sleeping posture, held the pen in his left hand cherishingly, and quietly waited for Pei Zhen's arrival.

Even if he didn't listen carefully, Ling Xia could still feel Pei Zhen's aura, before that clear and familiar sound of high heels approached him, Ling Xia turned his head and saw Pei Zhen walking towards him with a smile on his face.

This is the Pei Zhen she usually sees, always with a slight smile and warmth, at least the warmth that Ling Xia can feel.

"Sister Pei, here." Ling Xia stretched out his hand to Pei Zhen, Pei Zhen took the pen overjoyed, hugged Ling Xia, patted Ling Xia, and said in a hasty tone: "Thank you, Xiao Ling. "

Pei Zhen touched the pen in his hand, and gently stroked it like a treasure, like a long-lost treasure, unwilling to put it down for a long time.

"Xiao Ling, thank you so much, I must ask Sister Pei to treat you to dinner." Pei Zhen put away the pen, pulled Ling Xia and said, Ling Xia shook his head, and said, "It's easy, you don't need to eat."

"Don't reject Sister Pei, I still intend to show off my skills in front of you, could it be that I don't have confidence in Sister Pei's cooking skills?" Pei Zhen said to Ling Xia seriously.

"Uh, sister Pei wants to cook herself?" Ling Xia asked back, Pei Zhen nodded, and pulled Ling Xia outside.

Pei Zhen took Ling Xia to RT-Mart to buy some ingredients. This was the first time Ling Xia had really bought ingredients with others. Her living conditions were limited, so she didn't have many opportunities to cook.

When he reached the place where the casserole was sold, Ling Xia stopped in his tracks, held the end of the pot and looked at it, and asked Pei Zhen, "Sister Pei, this pot should be good for cooking porridge, right?"

"Porridge made in a casserole should be good, why? Want to buy it?" Pei Zhen asked, Ling Xia nodded, she was thinking that drinking porridge might be more nourishing to her stomach, lest she always skip breakfast and the stomachache would aggravate.

"Take this and go over there to have a look." Pei Zhen said to Ling Xia, pushing the cart to the ingredients area, Ling Xia looked at the casserole, and thought that he could make porridge for Li Jing, and felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

After buying the ingredients, Pei Zhen took Ling Xia to her residence in the car. In fact, Ling Xia is no stranger to the place where Pei Zhen lives. When she first saw the model house, Ling Xia was also there. She still remembered that Li Jing was familiar with Pei Zhen introduce.

"Xiao Ling, you can do whatever you want, treat it like your own home, and I'll go to the kitchen." After Pei Zhen finished speaking to Ling Xia, he took the ingredients and walked to the kitchen. Ling Xia followed closely and said, "Sister Pei, I also come to help you."

"Hey, don't, let Sister Pei come by herself, the two of you will be tied up instead, you go to the living room to watch TV, or use the computer in the study, if you're hungry, there's fruit in the dining room, and snacks in the living room, go." Pei Zhen pushed Ling Xia into the kitchen Outside, close the door and start preparing ingredients by yourself.

Ling Xia pursed his lips helplessly, and started to watch Pei Zhen's house by himself. Compared with the previous sample house, the house became much warmer.

There is a long coffee table in the huge living room, under which is a gray and white carpet. When you step on it with bare feet, it is as soft as stepping on warm fluff. There are pillows of different styles and colors on the sofa. You can freely change different poses.

Ling Xia put on his slippers, and walked to another place, saw a room with an open door, walked in and found it was a study.The study room is very bookish. Some ancient bookcases are full of books. Next to the bookcase is an ancient wooden desk. Ling Xia walked to the side of the desk and reached out to touch it. The first floor was clean. This photo caught Ling Xia's attention.

It was a group photo of two women, and there was an obvious age difference between the two beautiful faces. The younger face was sitting on the lawn with its arms around the older one, and both of them had happy smiles on their faces.

Strange, why is there a group photo of other people at Sister Pei's house?And these two people, Ling Xia always felt a little familiar, but still turned his eyes to other places.

How long has it been since Ling Xia has eaten with others at the table like this, and she can't remember clearly, this kind of family warmth is a luxury for Ling Xia, even an extravagant wish.

At the dinner table, Pei Zhen said to Ling Xia: "Xiao Ling, eat more, you look thin."

"Sister Pei, aren't you afraid of living alone in such a big house, aren't you lonely?" Ling Xia asked while eating, Pei Zhen was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile, "I've been here for more than ten years. Just get used to it."

Over ten years?Ling Xia repeated this number in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions, obediently savoring the delicious food made by Pei Zhen.

"Xiao Ling, look, I packed it for you and took it home to eat." Pei Zhen shook the lunch box in his hand and said to Ling Xia, Ling Xia was a little ashamed and didn't know what to say, but the phone rang at this moment, At first glance, it turned out to be Li Jing.

"Hello, Ling Xia."

"Well, Manager Li, what's the matter?"

"I can't find the "Architectural Design Report" document, have you seen where I put it?" Li Jing asked on the phone, and her voice of flipping could be heard from time to time.

Ling Xia thought about it, but he didn't think of it, so he said: "I don't have any memory, maybe I can remember it in the office, Manager Li, I'll go over and look for it with you later."

"Farewell, it's late, I'll look for it myself." Li Jing said.

"No, I'll go right away, you wait for me." Ling Xia hung up the phone, just about to say something, Pei Zhen said with a smile: "Take this with you, go, be careful on the way."

"Well, it's very close anyway, thank you, Sister Pei." Ling Xia picked up the packed food in his hand, and Pei Zhen sent Ling Xia to the door, watching her leave before entering the house.

Pei Zhen was the only one in the room again. She was sitting in front of the teak tea table, looking at the Pu'er tea with the color of red wine in the glass tea sea.This tea table was ordered by Lin Qingmo from a Vietnamese master, and it was delivered just a few days ago.

Lin Qingmo knew that she liked to make tea, and after looking for a tea table for a long time, she couldn't choose a tea table that she was satisfied with, so she specially ordered it and sent it to her. Lin Qingmo's treatment of her is probably incomparable to many people.Pei Zhen held the gaibei in her hand, and the tea in the gaibei might have been brought from a faraway place by her painstaking efforts.

But Mo, even my habit of making tea was brought to me by you, but you don't know that every time I make tea, it's because of you, and it's all because of you.With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Pei Zhen sipped her cup lightly.

The author has something to say: Sister Pei is here, sisters and sisters are spreading flowers~~