The most ruthless is her

One o'clock on Saturday afternoon, W Hotel, [-]th floor.

A flirtatious figure jumped out of the elevator.

A light green long dress, dazzling orange earrings, put together, they were all calmed down by her gorgeous face, without any confusion.

She hummed softly but impassionedly: "Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, boom boom boom..."

That was the melody of "Vienna Woods Waltz" she was most familiar with.Accompanied by the melody, spin a circle, spin another circle, and then jump three steps.

All her messy footsteps were sucked away by the soft sound-absorbing carpet in the corridor, leaving only a solitude.

She turned to the door of room 1704, swiped the card, and opened the door.

The mirror in the entrance, the single sofa by the window, the soft goose down bed, everything is very familiar.

I just don't know why, this room that I'm used to seeing is especially empty today.

She assumed a starting posture and ordered herself: "Get ready, run!"

Wearing high heels, at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, he rushed towards the single sofa by the window.

Throwing himself into the sofa was so hard that the sofa made a slight "boom".

Jian Shuo stuck out her tongue and pretended to be dead: "Uh."

There is no audience.No applause.Without the cold eyes she was used to.

Jian Shuo pretended to be dead for a while, and soon got bored and got up from the sofa.

She walked to the landline in the room and wanted to call room service to ask for a bunch of green grapes, but hung up again before the call was connected.

She walked to the mirror in the hallway, took out a lipstick she was wearing in her skirt today, and wanted to draw a picture on the mirror, twisted the lipstick out, broke it with her hand, and threw the lipstick into the trash can.

She walked to the big soft velvet bed, climbed up, and wanted to jump on it, but before she jumped up, she stopped suddenly.

The expression on his face was stupefied.

Finally she got out of bed, went to the window, and pushed it open.

She rested her elbows on the window frame, propped her head on her hands, hummed the melody of "Vienna Woods Waltz" and looked at the road downstairs.

She knew that Ruan Mohan drove a white Mercedes-Benz E-series, and she was already familiar with it in Tingyin.

But this kind of car is too common in Beicheng.

She murmured and counted: "One, two, three..."

She lay by the window for nearly four hours, from one o'clock in the afternoon to nearly five o'clock.

In nearly four hours, a total of six similar vehicles passed by.

But Jian Shuo knew that Ruan Mohan was sitting in none of the six cars.

She didn't send that familiar text message to Ruan Mohan at noon today: "1704."

She knew that Ruan Mohan would not come, and Ruan Mohan had already refunded the rest of the money to Bai Jingxian.

Then what is she doing here?She doesn't know either.

Just out of habit.

When it was almost five o'clock, a call came from the front desk of the hotel: "Miss Jian, would you like to check out at five o'clock?"

This time, Jian Shuo didn't have the courage to shout out "No refund, no refund, 100 years subscription".

Because she knows, even if you wait 100 years, 1000 years, 1 years.

Ruan Mohan will not come again.

******

Jian Shuo was at the hotel at the same time.

Ruan Mohan sat on the side of the road, looking at the young woman approaching her, with thick black hair, jet-black curly, shining brightly in the sun.

It was a hair color she was familiar with.

But that face, Ruan Mohan looked over, there were too many emotions, and the smile was too pure.

Ruan Mohan withdrew his gaze and looked at the pedestrians passing by again.

Some people have slender eyebrows and eyes, and when they are raised, they feel charming.

Some people have pointed chins and pursed corners of their mouths, like cats.

Someone has fair skin, and a small black mole at the end of the eye is particularly eye-catching on a fair face.

Ruan Mohan's expression froze for a moment.

She looked away again, staring at the cup of coffee in front of her.

The coffee has cooled down, and without the hot air, the garland pattern on it has also become blurred.

Ruan Mohan discovered something.

Even though she is sitting here, with a strong sense of purpose, observing the crowds on the street.

In fact, she was looking for Jian Shuo's shadow on every face.

Human hair like.Someone has the same eyebrows and eyes.Some people have a small mole at the end of the eye.

But every similar person's face does not have the expression Jian Shuo used to have.

flirtatious.lazy.Ruthless.

Nor did Jian Shuo's later expressions.

Naive.cruel.Poor.

Ruan Mohan stood up.

After paying the bill, return to your car and drive away.

******

Jian Shuo told the front desk that she checked out on time.

She found that she was not a person who was too willful as Yang Haining said.

For example, now, knowing that Ruan Mohan will definitely not come, why didn't he lose the courage to wait any longer, so he obediently checked out with his tail between his legs.

She is just a little more excited, irritable and bored than others.

After being so bored that he lost his only recognized playmate, Ruan Mohan, he still came here to wait.

When opening the door and leaving, Jian Shuo hummed a weird song, as if to embolden herself:

"Mr Egg,

Sitting on a cliff.

sit sit,

It fell down... (Remark 1)"

She walked out of the room with indifferent steps, but her steps stopped suddenly.

Even the movement of closing the door was gentle, as if facing an illusion, afraid that the loud closing sound would shatter the illusion.

She sniffed, and then sniffed harder.

Xiuli's nose was like a cat's, wrinkled, and her face showed a little doubt.

She didn't know if she had smelled it wrong.

She smelled a familiar fir aroma, very faint and slight.

It was so faint, she didn't know if it was Ruan Mohan who really stood here for a long time just now, or she herself had hallucinations.

She took a final sniff and closed her eyes.

Humming a grotesque ballad, I couldn't wait to leave:

"Even if all the king's horses were assembled,

Even if all the king's courtiers are gathered together,

Eggs can't go back to their original shape..."

It was as if he was afraid that if he stopped in place for a second longer, he would find some evidence that Ruan Mohan never came.

It was all her imagination, all her hallucinations.

******

Monday, after the regular meeting of the listening team and the GS team.

Ruan Mohan took the initiative to stay and sat opposite Jiang Kailun.

Jiang Karen looked at her with an elegant smile.

Ruan Mohan decided to take the initiative: "Is the funeral going well on Saturday?"

Jiang Kailun nodded with a smile: "It's going well, thank you for your concern."

Ruan Mohan stared at those sable eyes: "Are there many people coming to see her off?"

Jiang Karen: "No, it's just me."

One sentence brought Ruan Mohan back to more than ten years ago.

She was alone when she sent her younger sister's ashes to be buried.

My aunt said "it's unlucky, and it's not a natural death", and she separated this matter from her and her uncle's cousin's family.

Ruan Mohan remembered that it was raining that day.

She was only 16 years old, and she was holding the urn alone, listening to the Feng Shui master explain the rules: "Use an umbrella to shade the sun" and "Shout the mountain to attract the soul".

Ruan Mohan has always been rational and disrespectful of gods and Buddhas, but he was cautious that day and followed everything.

She didn't cry, but felt the cold rain falling all over her face.

So much so that she was sitting in Lingyin's office at this time, and said inexplicably: "It didn't rain last Saturday, it was a sunny day."

Jiang Kailun nodded with a smile: "Yes, she walked very smoothly."

Ruan Mohan once again stared at Jiang Kailun's sable eyes.

grace.calm.smiling.

no sadness.frightened.pain.

Jiang Kailun didn't speak, just looked at Ruan Mohan with a smile.

It seems that he is very clear that his eyes like this are the biggest temptation for Ruan Mohan who desperately hopes that he will have no feelings.

As if waiting for Ruan Mohan to throw himself into the trap, he said: "I want to see her tomb."

The tomb of the perfect and ruthless person who turned Jiang Karen into what he is now.

Ruan Mohan curled up his fingers hidden under the desk.

She stood up calmly: "I'll go to work first."

Jiang Kailun still smiled: "Okay."

Ruan Mohan walked out of the meeting room with a calm face.

No, she doesn't want to compromise yet.

******

As expected, at six o'clock in the afternoon, Ruan Mohan did not see Jian Shuo in the underground parking lot of Lingyin.

After returning home, there is no one at the door of the house.

During dinner, Ruan Qingyin told her, "The day after tomorrow is Children's Day."

"I remember." Ruan Mohan nodded.

There is no calendar on her desk or at home. The calendar is in her mind, and every important date is circled with a red pen, and she will never forget it.

Ruan Mohan asked Ruan Qingyin: "Are there any activities in school this year?"

Ruan Qingyin nodded: "At four o'clock in the afternoon, all parents are invited to watch our performance."

"What's in the show this year?"

"The stage play of Twelve Months."

Ruan Mohan remembered that it was a Russian fairy tale about a little girl who was forced by her vicious stepmother to come to the forest on a snowy night to pick a snow lotus that only blooms in spring.

Impossible.

Ruan Mohan asked Ruan Qingyin: "What are you playing?"

"A stone in the forest."

Ruan Mohan thought for a while: "Do you find it interesting?"

"Interesting." Ruan Qingyin nodded, "Because it's difficult for me to keep the stone still, so I'll just squat there and keep thinking about my own affairs."

"If you think about it, you won't move around."

Ruan Mohan said: "Then you play well, I will watch on time."

******

At six o'clock on Tuesday afternoon, after Ruan Mohan got off work, he took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor.

Walk out of the listening office building and turn to the convenience store next to it.

With a clear purpose, she went straight to the shelf, took a pack of chicken sausages for cats, and prepared to pay.

The clerk was very enthusiastic: "Miss, do you have a cat? You can take a look at this new chicken sausage."

"The taste is better, and we are still doing activities today, [-]% off."

Ruan Mohan glanced at the chicken sausages on the counter and shook his head: "No, I want this."

She still buys the one that Jian Shuo feeds the cat every time.

When I walked to the underground parking lot, I didn't see the cat.

Ruan Mohan listened intently for a while, and then heard the cat's footsteps and breathing under a nearby car.

Ruan Mohan tore open the package of a chicken sausage, put it beside the car, and prepared to leave.

A "meow" sounded from behind.

Lazy tone, very similar to that person.

Ruan Mohan turned his head and saw the familiar cat, walking lazily, getting out from under the car, and the "meow" was a greeting to Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan walked back and stroked the cat's head.

Round and fluffy, it feels good in the hand and makes people want to keep touching it.

But the seductive and seductive voice was gone: "Whose head are you touching?"

Ruan Mohan patted the cat's head twice more, stood up, turned and left.

******

On Wednesday, Ruan Mohan asked for leave from the company and left work early.

I drove to the elementary school where Ruan Qingyin was located, and there were densely packed cars of parents. The school specially surrounded an open space next to the school for parents to park.

The traffic police are here.

It can be seen that every child now really places all the expectations of their parents.

But sometimes the higher the expectations, the greater the pressure.

Ruan Mohan came to the school's small theater 2 minutes early, which should be the time to enter.

However, elementary school is not as strict as her punctuality. A teacher came out to inform that the admission time was postponed by 5 minutes.

The parents had no complaints, Ruan Mohan thought about it, and took out his phone to deal with work.

There are two mothers standing beside her chatting:

"What does your child play?"

"She plays the leading role of the big girl. Hey, I didn't want to. I'm already in the third grade. It's a waste of time to attend these dramas, but the teacher doesn't do it. He insists that our children are good-looking and have a good temperament."

"Your daughter is beautiful, she has been a beauty since childhood."

"What does your child play?"

"She plays the second girl, and she is also the protagonist. I am the same as you, and I am afraid that it will delay her study."

"Who made your child look good? He looks like a protagonist."

Both of them laughed.

Ruan Mohan felt noisy, and just about to take out the bluetooth headset and plug it in, when one of the mothers spoke to her:

"Mom, what is your child acting in?"

Ruan Mohan was expressionless: "The most important role."

The two mothers were taken aback.

Aren't the most important roles played by their two daughters, the big girl and the second girl?

They asked: "What is the most important role?"

Ruan Mohan remained expressionless: "The stones in the forest."

The two mothers were taken aback again.

Then there was a burst of laughter, and one of them said: "What kind of important role is Shitou? My daughter came back and said that those are children who really can't play other roles..."

Ruan Mohan spoke lightly, but his cold voice was extremely penetrating: "Hello."

She stretched out her slender fingers, pointing to a setting stone beside the playground: "Did you see that stone?"

"If it hits your foot, do you think it has any weight?"

In Ruan Mohan's mind, a coquettish and charming voice suddenly sounded: "Click!"

If Jian Shuo were here, she would have an innocent look on her face, simulating the sound of her little toe bone being cracked by a stone: "Click!"

At this time, the teacher came out and announced: "Parents, you can enter the venue."

Ruan Mohan left the two mothers who tried to laugh at Ruan Qingyin, and left without looking back.

******

School theater.

According to her habit, Ruan Mohan chose a corner position. This angle is convenient for her to see Ruan Qingyin who is squatting in the corner and playing the role of stone.

Ruan Qingyin was covered in ashes, walked to the fixed position of the character, and before squatting down, first glanced around the parents' auditorium.

Seeing Ruan Mohan's white and cold face, it was particularly eye-catching among the faces of a group of parents who were either bored or twisted. A pair of eyes like distant mountains and lakes stared at Ruan Qingyin seriously.

In Ruan Qingyin's heart, a burst of pride suddenly rose: My mother is so beautiful!

She silently called out with her mouth: "Mom."

Ruan Mohan winked at her.

Ruan Qingyin squatted down contentedly.

The music played and the plot progressed. Ruan Mohan kept staring at Ruan Qingyin on the stage, who was alone, squatting in the corner of the stage with his knees hugged.

The expression on his face gradually became empty.

He really fulfilled the requirements of the role and remained motionless.

At the end of the play, Ruan Mohan gave him a rare warm applause.

It is not easy for a child to remain motionless.Moreover, Ruan Mohan knew that this would be even more difficult for Ruan Qingyin, who had a sensory integration disorder.

The children came off the stage, still wearing makeup, and threw themselves into the arms of their parents.

Ruan Qingyin asked Ruan Mohan: "Mom, who do you think plays the best role?"

Ruan Mohan said sincerely: "You."

Ruan Qingyin: "Why?"

Ruan Mohan: "Not moving is harder than moving. The simpler things seem, the harder they are."

Ruan Qingyin grinned: "You're right."

Next came afternoon tea time, the school prepared fruit juice and cupcakes for parents and children.

Ruan Mohan took Ruan Qingyin over and asked her, "Which one do you want?"

When Ruan Qingyin saw those overly cartoony cupcakes, she curled her lips in disgust: "No."

"Then what do you want?"

Ruan Qingyin thought for a while: "Small biscuits."

What Ruan Qingyin said was that Ruan Qingyin was quite used to the kind of biscuits that Wang Nuo prepared for Xiaoyan's children, so Ruan Mohan bought them quite often.

Ruan Mohan recalled: "The house seems to be gone, I'll take you to buy it."

She asked Ruan Qingyin: "Do you still want to stay here?"

Ruan Qingyin shook her head.

Ruan Mohan: "Then I'll take you out first."

Ruan Qingyin: "Aren't you the most polite? How could you be like this?"

"From the perspective of the level of rules, saving one's own time without wasting is more important than obeying boring rules."

Ruan Mohan blinked at Ruan Qingyin, Ruan Qingyin smiled.

They left together and drove to the supermarket to buy biscuits for Ruan Qingyin.

Coming out of the supermarket, Ruan Qingyin pointed to a bench by the side of the road: "Can I sit here and eat some biscuits before leaving? I'm playing the stone and I'm hungry."

Ruan Mohan nodded: "Yes."

She sat on the bench with Ruan Qingyin.

Ruan Qingyin ate the biscuit: "Mom, did you take a picture of me just now?"

"Of course." Ruan Mohan showed her the photo album on his phone.

Ruan Qingyin flipped through it with great interest.

Ruan Mohan looked at Ruan Qingyin and thought, no matter how withdrawn a child is, they all have a desire to perform and are eager to be watched.

Like that kid.

Frequently appear next to the Lingyin elevator, S's sandwich shop, Lingyin underground parking lot, W Hotel 1704.

Everywhere is her stage.

Ruan Mohan was the only audience.

Will she find new audiences in the future?

Ruan Mohan's heart twitched.

Ruan Qingyin returned the phone to Ruan Mohan, ate two more biscuits, and suddenly looked at a place on the side of the road and stopped moving.

Ruan Mohan followed her gaze.

"Want?" she asked Ruan Qingyin.

On the side of the road is a man holding a handful of balloons and selling them.

Ruan Qingyin nodded in embarrassment.

Ruan Mohan: "I thought you didn't like such naive things." Obviously just now I dislike cartoon cupcakes.

Ruan Qingyin pretended to be old-fashioned: "Who made today is Children's Day? I will show a little childish look."

Ruan Mohan thought, sometimes she thinks Ruan Qingyin is too mature.

No matter how special a child is, he is still a child after all.

Love cookies, balloons, and parental attention.

Ruan Mohan walked over with Ruan Qingyin: "Which one do you want?"

Ruan Qingyin picked out a rabbit balloon, which is quite cute.

Ruan Mohan thought about it, and asked for another cat.

Ruan Qingyin: "Why did you buy that?"

Ruan Mohan: "...for Aunt Nuo's children."

Ruan Qingyin immediately denied: "No."

"You are my mother, not their mother."

She has a strong desire to possess Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan thought for a while: "But she... has no one to love, it's very pitiful."

"Make it a special case on Children's Day, okay?"

Ruan Qingyin showed reluctance, and Ruan Mohan continued to overweight:

"You're allowed to watch a very, very old horror movie tonight."

Ruan Qingyin reluctantly compromised: "Okay."

Ruan Mohan and Ruan Qingyin each dragged a balloon and walked towards the parking lot on the ground.

******

Jian Shuo went out from her friend's house at five o'clock in the afternoon.

She was used to going out at this time, took a chicken sausage, and went to the underground parking lot of Lingyin to feed the cat.

But now, she can no longer listen to the music.

Sitting on a bench by the side of the road, bored, licking a freshly bought ice cream.

There are many parents on the road, passing by with children dressed in various roles, some are Queen Elsa, and some are one-eyed pirates.

Jian Shuo remembered that today is Children's Day.

Before moving out of Jian's house completely, even though Yang Haining spoke coldly to her, Bai Jingxian would smile and ask her quietly: "Do you want to celebrate Children's Day?"

It's like a loving mother pampering a child who hasn't grown up.

Jian Shuo had no mother since she was a child, she only had Bai Jingxian, who was like a mother.

But now, Bai Jingxian also has her own children.

Jian Shuo pursed her lips, looking towards the side of the road with an ice cream in her mouth.

Perhaps because of Children's Day, there was a balloon seller standing on the side of the road, and not far away, another balloon seller stood.

The balloons are all similar in style, and all of them are ugly, except for a cat balloon, which is pretty eye-catching.

With an ice cream in her mouth, Jian Shuo saw a child led by her mother to buy a car balloon.

I also saw a child led by his mother to buy a small house balloon.

On Children's Day, it seems that every child is held by their mother, and every child gets a balloon.

Looking at it, Jian Shuo felt an unknown fire in his heart, and he was generally nervous, his teeth were rubbing back and forth on the ice cream, and he muttered weird songs vaguely in his mouth:

"Mr Egg,

Sitting on a cliff.

sit sit,

It fell down... (Remark 1)"

Like chanting scriptures, he didn't calm himself down.

But the child holding the little house balloon, when passing by Jian Shuo, glanced at her.

Show off like.

Jian Shuo immediately lifted up his ice cream, shook it at her, and showed off.

Unexpectedly, the child immediately shook her mother's hand and said something, the mother led the child and walked to the stall where Jian Shuo had just bought ice cream.

The child looked back at Jian Shuo triumphantly, Jian Shuo took the ice cream in his mouth and jumped up.

"Get ready, run!" She yelled at the ice cream and gave herself an order.

At the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, he rushed to the ice cream stall.

The sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground startled the mother who had just led the child to the stall.

Jian Shuo bit off an ice cream in her hand, threw the stick into the trash can, and looked at the child.

The child said to the boss: "I want a stick of milk."

Jian Shuo immediately said, "I want three sticks of milk!"

The child stuffed one ice cream into his mouth, Jian Shuo tore off the wrapping paper of the three ice creams, and stuffed the three ice creams side by side into his mouth.

The boss with his mouth full, looked at the child triumphantly.

The child stared back at Jian Shuo angrily.

Jian Shuo laughed flamboyantly and left.

In fact, I couldn't even laugh, my mouth was stuffed with three ice creams.

After leaving the child's sight, Jian Shuo's flamboyant smiling face suddenly collapsed.

With gloomy eyes, he took a taxi and left.