She sat on her brother's bed, watching video after video. Before this, she thought no one understood her brother better than herself, but she was wrong. He had never been understood by anyone.
Mu Zibai suffered from severe aplastic anemia as a child. Later, in order to obtain a suitable bone marrow, his parents, whose relationship had already been strained, gave birth to Mu Zishan. The newly born girl saved Mu Zibai's life, but later, his parents' relationship completely broke down. He was unwilling to live with anyone, and took care of his sister alone, giving her all his love.
Later, because she admired Holmes, he took her to England and gave her all the freedom. But he soon found that his body was getting weaker and weaker, so he chose to return home and desperately use his limited life to save others.
She spent an entire night watching all the videos, which contained both happiness and pain. She couldn't believe that the person in them was Mu Zibai, the one who would play tricks on her.
Lu Yangbei stayed by her side, letting her cry on his shoulder and helping her deal with the rest.
Mu Zibai left all his property including the house to Mu Zishan and told him the truth about some things, which made Lu Yang admire him.
Lu Yang stayed to help her deal with everything. To thank this friend she hadn't seen in a few years, she specially invited him to dinner at a nearby large western restaurant. She told him without reservation about her life in the UK, how she dropped out of school to become a private investigator, and how she had been hospitalized several times for alcohol poisoning.
"Are you still planning to go back?" Lu Yang looked at her face, which had changed a lot, becoming more and more mature and charming.
"I'm not going back. It's boring," she said, clinking her glasses with his. "I heard you're studying in Beijing? What are you studying?"
"computer!"
"It seems we have fulfilled our childhood dream."
He raised his eyebrows, saw the lights on both sides of the river from the window, wanted to say something, but didn't.
"Chongqing has changed a lot." She was a little distracted.
"Um," his phone rang. "Sorry! I need to take a call." When he returned, Mu Zishan had already checked out and left. He followed her into the elevator. She wasn't tall, about 1.6 meters tall, with long, flickering eyelashes. Her nose wasn't too high, but from the side it looked just right. Her skin was as fair and smooth as any Chongqing girl's, and it momentarily took him by surprise.
After getting off the taxi, they faced each other. He was going back tomorrow, feeling a bit disappointed but also a bit excited. "What are your plans next?"
"Keep doing what I like," she looked up at him. She was used to the directness and openness of foreign men, and she found the reserve and caution of Chinese men so cute. "What's the matter?"
"Let's go to Beijing together!" He didn't know why he would say such a thing, probably because his head was full of the hallucinations of alcohol.
"Would you like another drink?" she said with a wicked smile.
He looked at his watch, it was still early for the flight tomorrow at noon, and nodded. It must be said that Mu Zishan's alcohol tolerance was indeed very good, whether it was foreign liquor or white wine.
"Lu Yang, how can human life be so fragile?" She pulled his hair. "Even if my brother told me the truth, I would give him all my bone marrow without hesitation. You know, I am willing to do so."
"I know, I know." She was already confused, lying on his legs, with the bottle of wine in her hand falling to the ground.
The next day, Lu Yang had a terrible headache. He reached for his phone at the head of the bed and suddenly noticed Mu Zishan lying in his arms. From his angle, he saw something he shouldn't have seen. His lower body reacted again. Gritting his teeth, he crawled out from under the quilt, picked up the clothes on the floor, and put them on. He had done something completely wrong. He glanced at Mu Zishan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his heart pounding, not knowing what to do. His phone alarm rang, and he had to go back. He walked out of the room, took a pen and a piece of paper, wrote something, pressed it on the table, and left.
It was already afternoon when Mu Zishan woke up. Thirsty, she got up and drank some water. Then she saw a message from Lu Yang: "Zishan, there's an emergency at school. I'm going back first." She suddenly remembered the basement, took the key and went down. The things inside were almost unchanged. The computer was old and the vents were blocked.
She went back upstairs, called the property management, bought some new furniture online, and received an email from the UK. She hadn't disappeared for so long that her friends there thought something had happened to her.
Lu Yang boarded the plane, feeling restless for a long time. The flight attendant reminded him: "Sir, please turn off your cell phone!" "Please fasten your seat belt!"
The person who came to pick him up at the airport was his partner Zhuo Qiang. He was anxious to get the second-generation product, and knowing that he would be returning today, he took him directly from the airport to the company.
Seeing that he looked distracted, Zhuo Qiang asked, "Did you see your friends this time when you went back?"
“I saw it!”
"I didn't ask you whether you were a man or a woman then," Zhuo Qiang chuckled. "Looking at the way you look now, there's no need to ask. You must be a woman."
Lu Yang ignored him. He was a well-known playboy who only cared about eating, drinking, and having fun with women. Seeing that he ignored her, the other party did not argue with him. As long as he could give her the product on time, it was fine.
Driving back to school from work, he rolled down the windows, his fresh mind vaguely recalling what happened the previous night. He slammed the accelerator, nearly colliding with the back of the car in front. Zhuo Qiang, sitting in the passenger seat, was furious: "Hey, big brother, watch out, we're not in a rush to reincarnate."
"It's jammed again!" He slapped the steering wheel. "It's jammed as soon as we got back."
"Why, you don't want to come back?" Zhuo Qiang took a cigarette, "Do you want one?"
"don't want!"
"When did you quit?" Zhuo Qiang smoked a cigarette himself. "You bastard, you changed after going back home. You don't even smoke anymore."
Lu Yang thought about it. The day he saw Mu Zishan, she said she couldn't stand him smoking. He had indeed deliberately not smoked much during the few days he was with her. "You should quit smoking too, so as not to harm others."
Zhuo Qiang blew out a puff of smoke. "By the way, that old professor has been looking for you like crazy these past few days. How did you offend him?"
"I accidentally took something out of his computer and sent it to his wife."
"No wonder!" Zhuo Qiang laughed heartily. It was no wonder he was so angry that he started wheezing. "You're quite wicked."
When they got to school, they had the same class that evening, so they decided to go eat while they still had some time. Quite a few girls approached Zhuo Qiang on the way, and some of them were attracted to him. However, compared to the son of a real estate tycoon and the son of a hotel owner, real estate had more potential.
Zhuo Qiang is a Beijing native. He speaks and acts with a big heart. Many people want to work with him, but he insists on working with him. To put it nicely, it's because of loyalty, but to put it bluntly, it's exploitation. He values Lu Yang's character, which is capable but never flaunts it. He has put a lot of thought into this friend. After Lu Yang returned to Chongqing, he sent someone to follow him, fearing that if something happened, he wouldn't tell him. In the photos sent back, he was almost always by the woman's side. But judging by the photos, the woman was quite beautiful. If she were in ancient times, she would be considered a beauty that could topple a country. No wonder he refused to accept any woman for so many years.
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