Not Spare the Years

Xiao Ai stared at the slender right hand that was holding the folding umbrella, and saw that it only tightened slightly, and then loosened.

Immediately she heard the owner of the hand say nonchalantly, "Drive."

"...Yes, President Zhou."

Xiao Ai parked the car at the door of Zhou's house. After turning off the engine, she quickly took an umbrella and got out of the car. She went around to the side where Zhou Zhenyue was sitting in the back row to help her open the car door, and carefully held up an umbrella for Zhou Zhenyue.

Zhou Zhenyue closed the car door expressionlessly, and walked towards the house door without looking sideways.

Xiao Ai couldn't help but peeked at the figure in the doorway who was drenched in embarrassment. Mu Xueyi also saw them, and her hunched back straightened up a little, and even through the thick rain and fog, she could see the light in her eyes.

Approaching, Xiao Ai pays attention to Zhou Zhenyue's willingness to stop. But Zhou Zhenyue didn't intend to stay, her steps were even and indifferent, as usual.

When the three passed by, Mu Xueyi called out with a trembling voice:

"Ayue."

Zhou Zhenyue ignored her and walked straight ahead, while Xiao Ai followed closely to help her hold an umbrella. Mu Xueyi chased two steps forward in the rain, and called "Ayue" twice. When the third sound was still stuck in his throat, he sneezed loudly.

"Heh-sneezes!"

Zhou Zhenyue suddenly stopped and frowned. Xiao Ai hurriedly stopped behind her.

The air is frozen.

Zhou Zhenyue turned her head and looked at Mu Xueyi, who couldn't open her eyes in the rain. After a long silence, she finally spoke to her for the first time this month:

"What do you want?"

Mu Xueyi didn't seem to expect that Zhou Zhenyue would be willing to talk to herself, and was stunned for a long time.

After she regained her senses, she hurriedly stammered and said:

"I...I just...just wanted to ask you, are you...are you...well?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked into Mu Xueyi's eyes, and after a while, she raised the corners of her lips playfully: "Are you here to make fun of me?"

Only then did Mu Xueyi realize that what he said was inappropriate.

Three years ago, because he took away the confidential document, Zhou suffered an extremely severe injury. And because of her departure, Zhou Zhenyue also suffered an unprecedented blow. As a double sinner, now running over and asking people how they are doing, what is the difference between this and provocation?

Zhou Zhenyue turned around and left, and Xiao Ai hurriedly chased after her with an umbrella.

Mu Xueyi subconsciously wanted to stop her, but her chaotic head flickered, and she suddenly felt that she seemed to be wrong at this time. Watching Zhou Zhenyue go farther and farther, she opened the door, people walked in, and the door began to close. She was messed up by the heavy rain, and she blurted out for some reason:

"I like you!"

The closing of the door did not stop because of this. With a bang, the door completely separated them from two worlds.

Mu Xueyi looked at the cold door and couldn't help but smile.

She never said these four words to Zhou Zhenyue. When I pursued it back then, the most I said was "let's fall in love", "let's be together" and "be my girlfriend".

She couldn't say anything in her previous life, but now that she said it like this, she even thought it was ridiculous.

Zhou Zhenyue must also find it very funny.

Zhou's house entrance.

Zhou Zhenyue stood dumbfounded beside the shoe cabinet, motionless, her hands pressed against her legs to form a fist, and the jade ring was covered with fine jade beads flying obliquely outside the house.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Ai next to him handed a tissue paper tremblingly and whispered, "Mr. Zhou..."

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a long time and took it.

But he didn't wipe anything, just held the tissue in his palm.

The phalanx turns white.

Mu Xueyi was in a low mood, and walked home in the rain, without thinking of taking a taxi.

After returning home, she developed a high fever.

She had been drenched for too long and burned very badly. She took her temperature before going to bed, and it was 394.

She fainted from the burn, and when she woke up again, two days and one night had passed.

In the past two days and one night, no one came to care if she was sick, no one called a doctor for her, and no one even noticed that she had a fever.

Because Mu Ruqing was at home these days.

Adults are all winks, and everyone can see that Chairman Mu clearly prefers his sister Mu Ruqing. Therefore, when Mu Ruqing was at home, the housekeepers and servants all revolved around the eldest young lady, and naturally they had no spare time to take care of the second young lady's life and death.

So Mu Xueyi had a fever like this, her body was so soft that she couldn't get up, and she suffered in bed for three days.

Three days later, in the afternoon, she was paralyzed on the bed and stared at the plane tree outside the window in a daze.

I don't know if Zhou Zhenyue will be a little bit lost if she suddenly stops going to Zhou's house these days.

While thinking about it, the bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Mu Ruqing walked in without a smile.

"have time?"

Mu Xueyi instinctively sat up, no matter how reluctant she was, she still answered: "...Well."

"That's good," Mu Ruqing sat beside her bed, "I have something to tell you."

Mu Ruqing shook the phone in her hand and said, "Dad just called from abroad. He said that some things cannot cross the line. I hope you have an idea. If you insist on looking for Zhou's president, then Mu Ruqing will I'm afraid the family won't be able to keep you anymore, if there is another next time, just pack up and leave, he can only think that he doesn't have your daughter."

Mu Xueyi clenched the sheets tightly, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead: "Is he... serious?"

Mu Ruqing: "Don't you know what kind of person our father is? He has always hated disobedient children the most."

As she said that, she narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Unfortunately, you have been very disobedient these days."

"...I want to talk to him." Mu Xueyi reached out to Mu Ruqing. She didn't have Mu Guocheng's phone number, only her sister had.

Mu Ruqing shook her head: "Dad said he didn't have time to talk to you."

Mu Xueyi gritted his teeth: "So, if I really go to Zhou Zhenyue again, my father will really sweep me out?"

Mu Ruqing smiled sarcastically: "You don't understand your own status, right?"

At this moment, Mu Xueyi finally admitted the fact that she had been afraid and refused to admit for many years.

To the Mu family, she has always been a dispensable child.

Of course she knew why.

My sister was born to my father's righteous wife. And she is just the illegitimate daughter of her father outside and Xiaosan. Her mother didn't want her, so she was forced into this home where she was not welcome.

Because of this status, she had so many unspeakable hardships in her previous life. Also because of this status, she is destined to never be truly respected in this family.

Mu Ruqing is the successor of Mu Moss, who is admired and admired by everyone in the light.

But Mu Xueyi was a thief who crawled in the dark to deceive people's feelings and steal documents.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous to live like the previous life in this life?

She staggered up from the bed, resisted being dizzy, grabbed her jacket and walked straight out.

Mu Ruqing asked, "What are you doing?"

Mu Xueyi turned her head: "Tell Dad, don't wait for the next time, this time I'll just leave."

She paused, and said clearly, word by word, "I wasn't swept out by you, but myself, and I don't want to stay in this place anymore."

Mu Ruqing was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed: "Yo, it's not easy, I've been a fool for more than 20 years, but I've had the backbone for a while. That's okay, you don't belong to this family in the first place, and my father is willing to treat you. The daughter of this scumbag has been brought up as a human being, and if you stay here, it will only be a drag for us."

Mu Xueyi couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"If it wasn't for him and the slut, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a drag. Are you right, sister?"

When the words fell, she left this impersonal villa without looking back, as if to escape from the prison where she had been trapped for most of her life, with nothing but clothes and a mobile phone.

Halfway through, she turned on her phone and glanced at a with a bank card tied to it, and found that the bank card had all been frozen.

It's getting dark.

She stopped at a quiet intersection, her high fever did not subside, and her eyelids were too heavy to lift.

After standing for a while, she slowly turned on her phone, clicked on the WeChat page, and moved her finger to the top avatar.

There is only a simple crescent moon in the head portrait, a cold white moon, a pure black bottom, and the screen is full of coldness and alienation.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhenyue's WeChat and mobile phone numbers did not block her, but she would never return messages or answer calls. She hesitated for a while, but still poked in, and tentatively sent a sentence to Zhou Zhenyue—

"Are there?"

Of course the other party did not reply.

Mu Xueyi exited the dialog, thought about it, and clicked into the circle of friends.

She posted a text update with location location, the content was: "The fever is 39 degrees, I am homeless", followed by a [sick] emoji.

Mu Xueyi held her mobile phone and prayed that Zhou Zhenyue would not block her circle of friends.

Time passed bit by bit, and the weather that had just rained was blowing with cold wind, and she was blown with a splitting headache, and her eyes were a little blurry. His throat seemed to be on fire, dry and sore, and licking his lips with his tongue could burn the dry lips.

Probably more than 39 degrees now.

Mu Xueyi wondered if she should find a convenience store to avoid the wind, but then she thought of the friend circle she just released. So she could only stand in the same place so stupidly, and she wouldn't leave until her eyes were red.

Another hour passed, and it was dark.

Mu Xueyi couldn't hold it anymore and sat on the road.

She suddenly felt that she was stupid, what if Zhou Zhenyue saw it? Now is not three years ago, and Zhou Zhenyue is not the same Zhou Zhenyue three years ago.

Maybe Zhou Zhenyue doesn't like her anymore.

Li Lulu said that Zhou Zhenyue committed suicide because she couldn't let go of her.

However, if you can't let it go, you can't let it go, and if you like it, you like it. These are two different things. Can't let go may refer to hatred, unwillingness, or disgust, but can't let go does not necessarily mean that there is still love.

Zhou Zhenyue doesn't like her anymore.

Mu Xueyi smiled bitterly. Yeah, it's been a month, can't she accept this reality?

Zhou Zhenyue doesn't even bother to look at herself now, how could she still like herself?

There was a roar of cars from far to near in the distance, and they slowly stopped after approaching Mu Xueyi.

The door of the white Audi opened, and a mature woman wearing long gold-chain glasses came down, her brows as clear as a pool of ancient wells.

She approached and supported Mu Xueyi at the moment when she fell into a daze, and called softly, "Xueyi? Are you okay?"

Mu Xueyi reluctantly opened her eyes and tried to look at the other person's face from the gap of her eyelashes, with a strong expectation in the chaos.

After identifying it clearly, there is only disappointment left.

Supporting her heavy head, she reluctantly nodded towards the other party: "Teacher."

Shen Huaixing bent over and hugged her: "I saw the circle of friends you posted, and it happened to be nearby, so I drove over to have a look. How did you burn like this?"

Mu Xueyi's consciousness is not very clear, and he muttered in his mouth, unable to speak clearly.

Shen Huaixing held her up, hugged her shoulders and led her into his car. No matter what, he should take the child back to find a doctor to take a look.

Looking at the content of Mu Xueyi's circle of friends, it should be awkward with her family. As Mu Xueyi's university teacher, she should help her students at this critical time.

Although this student has graduated for a full six years.

Shen Huaixing looked at Mu Xueyi, who couldn't open his eyes in his arms, and sighed softly.

not far away.

The black Bentley just came to a standstill.

Xiao Ai tremblingly watched Second Miss Mu and another woman cuddling and entangled, with a chill on the back of her neck, and glanced at the rearview mirror.

in the rearview mirror.

Zhou Zhenyue's eyes were as cold as if they were about to freeze.