Chapter 620 Remember

A loved one dies.

What does it mean?

Lin Yao actually couldn't give an answer.

She hadn't experienced anything similar in her previous life, and it was even more impossible for her to experience it here.

And thinking deeply.

A blood relative left only painful memories for her.

And died without waiting for her to do anything.

At this moment.

How should she face this fact?

Lin Yao put herself in his shoes and thought about it.

She found that if it were her.

She would probably attend the funeral with a blank expression like Mu Wanqing.

Because she really didn't know what expression to make.

This relative left only pain for her.

Even if he died, he died of alcoholism...

For so many years, nothing has changed, nothing has changed.

Everything is just like when Mu Wanqing was a child.

So, at this moment.

Is Mu Wanqing happy when she whispered that the other person died ugly?

Lin Yao looked at Mu Wanqing, who pursed her red lips, and looked at her profile.

It shouldn't be.

Because her last loved one died.

Although he was a complete jerk.

Just a jerk who taught her that poverty, marriage and men are original sins.

But at the same time, that is also her...last root.

Lin Yao looked away, looked forward, and thought of her roots.

She returned to Pengcheng, and was the boss of Linmu Studio, the actual helmsman of Youmei Technology, and a genius praised by many users.

But what if she left Linmu Studio, Youmei Technology, and her job?

Without Lin Xi, without that unreliable father, without her grandmother...

Lin Yao would also feel that she was missing a piece.

To some extent.

In fact, everyone is the same.

The difference is.

Lin Yao's roots left her with some beautiful memories.

And Mu Wanqing's roots, what she can recall, are all sufferings.

But when a person dies, everything disappears.

The sufferings that Mu Wanqing experienced in her childhood, all the witnesses.

All disappeared without a trace with the death of her father.

She can no longer return home in glory, and can no longer tell people how well the little girl back then is doing now.

Like a rootless duckweed.

Even if the roots of her blood have long been rotten.

But that is also her root.

"...Maybe I won't come back in the future."

Mu Wanqing hugged her long black silk legs, slowly raised her head from her knees, and whispered.

"Yeah."

Lin Yao sat next to her, nodded gently, and responded.

"Actually, think about it carefully, I really went through a lot of things on the road to growing up."

Mu Wanqing seemed to be relieved, and smiled gently: "Sorry, I made you laugh, but I shouldn't have asked you to come back with me... This way, maybe you can keep a little bit of beauty in your heart, so that you think I'm just a weird woman.

Not a poor person who is obsessed with the past and has a sad past."

"Oh, and there is also the dark history of letting the cow go."

As she spoke.

Mu Wanqing chuckled again.

"But at that time, I really wanted to have someone to accompany me, and then I subconsciously thought of you. I'm really sorry. I hope you can forget it when you go to work..."

Mu Wanqing was talking, and her words suddenly stopped.

Because Lin Yao suddenly stood up, then knelt in front of her, held her face, and forced her to look up and look at herself.

"I will remember it."

Lin Yao knelt in front of Mu Wanqing, holding her face with both hands, and said very seriously like a declaration: "I will remember everything about Mu Wanqing. She used to herd cattle when she was in elementary school. She was abused by her family after the cattle were sold. She was forced to marry in junior high school. She didn't agree to be alone and had to go out to make a living early. She worked part-time and studied part-time. She worked three jobs a day in the summer vacation to pay for tuition. She had to pay for the funeral when her mother passed away. She was blamed for coming home a day late..."

Lin Yao took a deep breath, then looked at Mu Wanqing's pretty face and continued: "There was also the pathological desire to make a lot of money, enough to make peace of mind. Because she was kicked out of the project team, she was paranoid about dying with others. After becoming the general manager of Linmu Studio, she wanted to return home in glory, including the fact that you just said you regretted asking me to accompany you back, this funeral, and the completely different Mu Wanqing at this funeral."

"I will remember everything about it."

"She would even tease you about it normally, and use these things to threaten you to go home with me during the Chinese New Year."

"..."

Mu Wanqing clutched Lin Yao's sweater with both hands, pursed her red lips, and after a moment of silence, she said hoarsely: "This is too much."

"I will remember even if it's too much."

Lin Yao let go of her face, knelt down, leaned forward, put her forehead on her smooth forehead, hugged her gently, and whispered:

"Even if everyone forgets Mu Wanqing, everything this person has experienced... I will remember it, and I will never forget it in my life."

"So be prepared, Miss Mu, your whole life's dark history will be remembered by one person."

"..."

"...It's really too bad."

Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao's slender waist, sniffed suddenly, and said with a little cry.

"Yeah." Lin Yao moved her forehead away, hugged her tightly, and gently rubbed her hair with her cheek.

"I told you to forget it."

Mu Wanqing heard Lin Yao's answer, and her crying tone became more obvious. She put her chin on Lin Yao's shoulder, and her voice became trembling: "Why do you remember these?"

"Don't worry about it."

Lin Yao said confidently: "Anyway, don't try to run away. I will remember everything about you. Unless I die, I will remember it forever."

"..."

Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao even harder, with a force that seemed to integrate her into her body.

Then.

A tear with body temperature fell on Lin Yao's white neck.

Then, more and more tears fell...

Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao in her arms tightly, trying desperately to suppress her emotions.

But in the end, she couldn't help it.

She still couldn't help making a sound.

A sob.

And when the first sob came out.

It was like a valve was opened.

Mu Wanqing could no longer suppress her emotions.

She burst into tears.

She was not crying for her rotten father. But because there was someone who   told

her when she felt that she was going to become a rootless duckweed and had no place for herself in the world.   She would remember everything about herself.   ... Remember everything about herself.   Lin Yao also hugged Mu Wanqing tightly, whispering softly, comforting her.   Not far away.   Xu Huan looked into the distance, listening to the crying coming from not far away, and was silent for a moment. He picked an unknown leaf and put it into the stream.   The leaves flowed slowly along the winding stream, passed behind Mu Wanqing and Lin Yao, and then continued to drift away.   Accompanied by Mu Wanqing's heartbreaking cry and Lin Yao's soft whispers.   Drifting to the unknown distance.   ...   The funeral was over.   Mu Wanqing and Lin Yao finally did not eat the buffet for the guests.   Two hours later.   After the two returned to Mu Wanqing's uncle's house.   They said goodbye.   Mu Wanqing left the money needed for the funeral, thanked her uncle, and then took Lin Yao away.   Mu Wanqing's uncle opened his mouth and wanted to speak.   But in the end,   after seeing the slightly red corners of Mu Wanqing's eyes, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.   He lowered his shoulders weakly, then looked back at his brother's portrait, turned his back to Mu Wanqing, and waved his hand gently.   Mu Wanqing didn't see it, and didn't even look back.   At five o'clock in the afternoon of that day,   Lin Yao and Mu Wanqing got in the car and set off on their way home.   Just like when they came. As soon as Mu   Wanqing got in the car, she leaned on Lin Yao's shoulder without looking at the scenery for a while and fell asleep.   It was almost the same as when they came.   Except that the corners of her eyes became red.   As Xu Huan drove away, away from the small mountain village, away from the small town, away from this unknown small city...   Lin Yao looked at the scenery outside the window.   For a moment,   she even doubted whether everything that had just happened had happened.   It all seemed like a dream.   However.   As soon as this thought came to her mind, she saw Mu Wanqing on her shoulder.   Although Xu Huan drove very steadily.   But she still did not sleep well, with her eyebrows tightly knitted, as if she was having a nightmare.   And in the corners of her eyes, there was still evidence of crying.   "..."   Lin Yao pressed her slender white fingers on Mu Wanqing's eyebrows and rubbed them gently.   Mu Wanqing's brows gradually relaxed.   Lin Yao smiled gently, then took out her mobile phone and reported safety to her sister again.   After receiving a reply.   She also closed her eyes, snuggled up with Mu Wanqing, and fell asleep.   The last thought was-all this was not a dream, and she did witness a past that Mu Wanqing could not let go of...   For nearly three hours.   The car stopped.   "Lin Yao, we're here."   A gentle voice woke Lin Yao up.   She opened her eyes, and then found herself lying on Mu Wanqing's thighs.   Lin Yao looked at Mu Wanqing and asked, "Why did I fall asleep on your lap?"   Mu Wanqing shook her head, lowered her head and said gently, "I don't know either."   "Forget it."   Lin Yao struggled to get up, stretched, and then asked, "How are you, are you feeling better? What are you going to do next?"   "Eat."   Mu Wanqing opened the car door and pulled her out, "Aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten all day."

"Oh, right."

Lin Yao got out of the back seat and took a deep breath of fresh air: "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. Where are we going to eat?"

"How about I cook?"

Mu Wanqing pulled Lin Yao, looked at the apartment she lived in, and asked with her head tilted.

"Okay."

Lin Yao's eyes lit up.

Mu Wanqing smiled and pulled Lin Yao upstairs.

Soon.

Lin Yao arrived at Mu Wanqing's apartment.

This was also her first time to Mu Wanqing's apartment.

To be honest.

The apartment is not big.

Three bedrooms and one living room.

About 90 square meters.

Of course, it is more than enough for one person to live in.

Overall, the apartment is quite warm.

Compared with the local tyrant-like decoration in her hometown, Lin Yao actually prefers this apartment that is not large in area but full of warm atmosphere.

So

as soon as she entered the door. She began to look around.

Mu Wanqing smiled gently, told her where the toilet was, and went to the kitchen.

Lin Yao turned around.

The only feeling was cleanliness and warmth.

Just when she was about to go to Mu Wanqing's room to take a look, Mu Wanqing came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles.

She looked at Lin Yao and apologized, "Sorry, I forgot that there are not many ingredients at home, only meatballs and some vegetables, so I made noodles."

"It's okay as long as it can fill my stomach."

Lin Yao didn't mind. She followed the smell to the dining table, then pulled out a chair and sat down directly.

"I'm sorry for putting you in trouble. I'll make it again when I have a chance."

Mu Wanqing handed her the chopsticks and sat down opposite her.

Lin Yao shook her head and started eating noodles.

Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yao, and after finding that she was eating happily, she lowered her head and started to deal with the noodles in front of her.

During this time.

Neither of them continued to talk.

Not to mention talking about what happened a few hours ago.

Everything before was as if it had never happened.

After eating the noodles that were considered dinner.

At Lin Yao's suggestion.

The two of them nestled on the sofa and watched bad movies...

"Aren't you interested? What are those movies with a rating of only two or so about?"

Lin Yao raised her index finger and said excitedly, "I'm very interested."

Mu Wanqing was a little amused and couldn't persuade Lin Yao, so she could only accompany her to watch.

Lin Yao searched around with great interest and finally found a horror movie with a rating of only 2.5, called "Midnight Widow vs. Steel Straight Man"...

Seeing the title,

Lin Yao became very interested... and

clicked on the play button directly.

Then,

the two of them watched the whole movie in a daze, doubting their lives.

After an hour and a half of agony,

Lin Yao turned her head and looked at Mu Wanqing curled up on the sofa, and asked, "What do you think?"

"..."

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath and gave a cold evaluation: "Rubbish! The logic is not smooth! Anyone with normal thinking ability will not stay in a village that has problems at first glance! And camping, isn't it better to stay in the car? Do you have to set up a tent in the dark? The appearance of ghosts is even more outrageous, and there is also a cold wind. I want to know, since the ghosts are pretending, what's the matter with the cold wind? Is it blown by an electric fan?"

"What's even more outrageous is the behavioral logic of the characters in the play. There is no steel straight man at all..."

"..."

Lin Yao leaned on the sofa, and at first she responded with a "hmm-hmm", but in the end she simply stopped talking, and directly supported her cheeks and watched Mu Wanqing speak.

Mu Wanqing recounted the entire movie.

From the actions of the characters to the internal logic of the story, she complained about it all.

Full fire.

Until.

She noticed Lin Yao's gaze.

"It's really a bad movie."

Lin Yao noticed Mu Wanqing looking over and immediately nodded in agreement: "I won't watch it anymore."

"...Yeah."

Mu Wanqing nodded gently, then looked at Lin Yao's fair face, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lin Yao didn't seem to notice her gaze, picked up her phone, checked the time, and then smiled: "It's almost eight o'clock in the evening, and I'm not going home. Can you take me in for one night?"

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "...Of course." "

By the way, lend me some clothes."

Lin Yao put down her phone: "I came here in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything."

"Okay, I'll go find it now."

Mu Wanqing immediately stood up from the sofa, then walked forward a few steps, thought of something, and turned around: "What style of clothes do you want?"

"Just pajamas."

Lin Yao thought about it and replied.

Mu Wanqing responded, and then went to her room to find pajamas.

After watching Mu Wanqing leave, Lin Yao stretched out her index finger and gently scratched her face.

It's really hard to confirm. Is

Miss Mu still okay...

She fell to the side and lay on the sofa, then sighed.

...

It was a little after eight o'clock in the evening.

Wow -

Mu Wanqing got up from the bathtub.

In the mist,

her snow-white body like a lamb could be vaguely seen.

She came to the changing area barefoot, wiped off the water stains on her body, and changed into pajamas.

Then.

She carefully folded her and Lin Yao's clothes and put them in the clothes basket, then straightened up, wiped off the mist, and finally looked at herself in the mirror.

After making sure there was no extra expression.

She stretched out her hands and patted her face, opened the bathroom door and walked out.

As soon as she opened the door.

She saw Lin Yao sitting on her bed, fiddling with something.

Lin Yao had taken a bath before.

But even though it had been more than half an hour since she took a bath, her skin still had a faint blush, as if it could be blown away, very attractive.

And now she was wearing a set of printed pajamas, although it was very simple, but it did not reduce her charm at all.

That sense of simplicity.

Instead, it gave her a feeling of a girl next door.

"Lin Yao?"

Mu Wanqing called out to the girl who was fiddling with something with her head down.

"Are you out? Come here, Miss Mu."

Lin Yao raised her head immediately after hearing the voice and waved at her.

Mu Wanqing was a little surprised, but she still walked forward and sat sideways in front of Lin Yao.

"Close your eyes. I see that the marks on your eye corners have not disappeared. You need to apply a mask at this time, right?"

Lin Yao raised her hand, holding two eye masks in her hand: "I just found this in your cabinet... Is this it?"

"..."

Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yao who was offering a treasure, and burst out laughing: "This is it."

"Then close your eyes, I'll help you apply it."

Lin Yao took the eye mask and moved forward.

Mu Wanqing supported the mattress with both hands and closed her eyes.

The next second.

A cold touch came from near the eye bags.

Mu Wanqing's delicate body trembled.

"Uncomfortable?" Lin Yao's voice came.

"No."

Mu Wanqing shook her head slightly, then hesitated for a moment and said, "Lin Yao."

"Hmm?"

"Actually, I'm fine. You don't have to worry too much."

"Do I care? I'm just putting on an eye mask for you."

"Yes."

Mu Wanqing said softly, "You watched bad movies to delay time, let me complain and vent, and stayed overnight on purpose. It's really obvious."

"You were found out..."

Lin Yao smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said, "Okay."

Mu Wanqing opened her eyes.

Not far away.

Lin Yao knelt on the bed, looking at her, and said helplessly, "After all, it was me who made you cry. I should be responsible for both emotionally and rationally. Just think of it as my apology, um... only tonight."

"You actually admitted it." Mu Wanqing whispered.

"After all, you found out."

Lin Yao shrugged, then looked at Mu Wanqing who seemed to be fine in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and opened her hands: "I'd better be direct... Do you want to hug? Do you want to cry again?"

"..."

Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yao with her hands open, but did not move.

"Once you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to have it again." Lin Yao blinked and continued.

"..."

Mu Wanqing was silent for a moment, took out a tissue beside her, and took off the eye mask on her eye bags.

"Hey hey hey."

Seeing this, Lin Yao opened her beautiful eyes wide: "I just put it on..."

But before she finished speaking, Mu Wanqing leaned forward, opened her arms and hugged her tightly while she was kneeling on the bed.

Lin Yao was pressed and fell backwards without struggling.

"For the last time, I will change back tomorrow."

Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao tightly, sniffed again, and then whispered.

It's so embarrassing.

Still couldn't help it...

Lin Yao lay on the unfamiliar bed, hugged Mu Wanqing, gently stroked her thin back, and whispered:

"It's okay, you don't have to change back, Miss Mu."

"Because whether it is the previous Miss Mu or the current Miss Mu, I like her very much."

Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao tighter again: "No, it's too ugly."

"Okay..."

Lin Yao responded with a helpless smile, then turned her head to look out the window.

Outside the window, the moon was waning and the stars were sparse, and the cold wind was howling.

But inside the house, the two people who exchanged body temperature with each other really didn't feel cold at all.

(End of this chapter)