After refusing to marry a wealthy family, I became the top

It is undeniable that she was a little emotional at the time, but she was still very rational, and she would not fall on the same person twice.

Maybe he really meant it this time, who knows?
Lin Shu covered his head with the quilt and rolled around on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After tossing until midnight, I finally fell asleep.

The result is going to bed late.

When she woke up, He Junxian had already gone to work, and there was a breakfast he had prepared on the table, as well as a note he had left behind.

Lin Shu picked it up and looked at it, and there was a sentence written on it: Remember to eat breakfast.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, the pen is sharp and flamboyant, just like the character of the owner of the word.

Lin Shu glanced at the breakfast on the table and thought it was too rich.

Throwing the note into the trash can, she sat down to have breakfast, took out her mobile phone by the way, and called Lin Zhenfeng.

Lin Zhenfeng was in the office, when he saw Lin Shu calling, he quickly connected.

"Xiaoshu, how is it? Have you talked to He Junxian?"

Hearing the word "Xiao Shu", Lin Shu still felt some physical discomfort. Before he even started eating breakfast, his stomach was already a little queasy.

She tried her best to ignore that feeling, and said blankly: "I've already mentioned it to He Junxian, and he agreed."

"Really?!" Lin Zhenfeng turned up the volume on the other end of the phone, and he could feel his joy through the phone.

It can be seen that he really wants to cooperate with He Junxian.

Lin Shu couldn't help taking the phone away, took a bite of the sandwich, and said slowly, "Really, if you don't believe me, you can contact him now, he will definitely be very interested in talking to you."

"Xiaoshu, you can do it!" Lin Zhenfeng was so happy that he said three times in a row, and then hurriedly said: "Then dad doesn't want to tell you anymore, dad will contact He Junxian now and talk to him about the project." Things! Don't worry, as long as it is done, the conditions promised to you will definitely be fulfilled!"

After speaking, the phone hangs up.

Lin Shu sneered, turned to open WeChat, and sent a voice message to He Junxian.

"Just now I told Lin Zhenhao that you agreed to cooperate with him, and he should contact you later, how should you know?"

As soon as the voice was sent, He Junxian replied with a voice: "Don't worry, I know what to say."

Lin Shu was really relieved.

He Junxian is so smart, she told him the general situation last night, and he should understand what to do.

Even if Lin Zhenhao doesn't follow the routine, he should know how to adapt.

Putting down the phone, Lin Shu ate a few more mouthfuls of sandwiches, and suddenly thought of his mother.

The anniversary of her mother's death is approaching, and she should pay homage to her mother while she is free today.

The happy time of childhood is all because of the company of mother.

Although she lived a simple life in Zhenjiang at that time, those days were her happiest time, and it was her treasure.

After her mother left, she took her happiness with her, and she was taken back to the Lin family. From then on, she lived a repressed and cautious life. She had to give her half-sister a blood transfusion in order to stay in the Lin family.

Those unbearable days are now over.

Lin Shu's thoughts turned, looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, he suddenly lost his appetite.

Because she remembered that He Junxian was also the culprit in her tragedy in her previous life.

People are so strange sometimes, they often forget the pain in the past, and they often think of it inadvertently.

Then she understood that the pain of the past cannot be forgotten.

A piece of flesh has been dug out of your body, and even if the wound heals one day, it will still leave ugly gullies and indelible scars.

It reminds you all the time, everything that happened in advance.

Lin Shu felt that she was not an emotional person, but after experiencing so much, she had to become emotional.

Because anything, something, may bring back those unpleasant memories in her past.

Her chest was always stuffy, maybe because her mother's death day was approaching, she became a little sensitive.

She stood up, put away the breakfast on the table, washed the dishes, went back to the room, changed her clothes, and went out with her bag.

My mother's tomb is in Zhenjiang, not here.From here to Zhenjiang, it takes about two hours by car.

Lin Shu didn't want to take a taxi there, but went to the station, bought a bus ticket, went around for three hours, and finally arrived in Zhenjiang.

As soon as I got out of the car, it brought back countless memories of her.

But Zhenjiang is no longer that Zhenjiang. It has undergone many changes over the years.

The street has taken on a completely new look, surrounded by many new high-rise buildings, and there are more buses and taxis than before. It is a complete change, and it is no longer the town she used to be in when she was a child.

The change was so great that Lin Shu didn't know how to get a car, so he had to hail a taxi and told him his home address.

The small house that I used to live with my mother should still be there.

The little house was written with her name, and it was also one of the relics left by her mother. There were many memories about them in it, but Lin Shu hadn't gone back to see it for a long time.

After the driver heard the address Lin Shu said, he started the car without saying anything.

After 15 minutes, we arrived at our destination.

Lin Shu paid the fare, got out of the car, and found that the street he lived in hadn't changed much, it was still the same as he remembered.

The difference is that there are many new and tall buildings around.

Lin Shu walked to the small house where she and her mother used to live, and saw the small yard gate covered with rust, the small lawn was covered with weeds, and the cement road and path beside it were almost covered with dead leaves.

That house stood there quietly, a little dazzling by the sunlight, but Lin Shu felt it was so dark, so far away, as quiet as if there was no one in it, and the inside and outside of the house were covered with a thick layer of ice.

What was frozen in the house was all the happy time she spent with her mother.

It was as if I saw such a carefree little girl again, sitting on a swing on a starry summer night and listening to her mother playing the guitar and singing moving songs.

Now that swing has collapsed, and the wood that has been corroded by rain and sunlight exudes a rotten smell, just like the cold ashes of my mother buried in the ground.

Lin Shu suddenly felt a bone-piercing coldness, didn't look any further, turned around and left as if fleeing.

My mother was buried on a hill not far behind.

That was her dying wish.

She said that she didn't want to be buried in a cold cemetery, crowded with many people, but she wanted to be buried on the hill behind.

Being with nature, being shaded by trees, being able to smell the fragrance of flowers all year round, and feeling the scenery of the four seasons, I want to be a free person even after I die, and I don’t want to have so many constraints.