Chapter 12
next day
Mo Zishu got up early, dragged her small suitcase and went out.

"Brother, why are you here?" Mo Zishu went out only to find that Mo Jun had parked the car outside the door and was waiting for her.

"Little ancestor, I can't bear to let you come here yourself, and then take a detour to the airport." Mo Junyu's long figure leaned against the white car, with breakfast in his hand.

"Everything is in the car, get in the car." Mo Jun handed the breakfast to Mo Zishu, took her suitcase and put it in the trunk.

"Dad, I don't know." Mo Zishu gnawed on the steamed bun, speaking a little unclearly.

"I'm hiding it from you for two days at most. You didn't come home yesterday, so he misses you." Mo Jun showed a helpless expression.

"Then there's no problem. I'll reach my destination by then." Mo Zishu was relieved.

The white car drove out of Qingtai Garden, followed by a black car.

"Hey, where are they going now, they are going the same way." Nachuan was always fussing.

Fu Qingyuan ignored Nachuan, but looked at the message Helian Baimu sent him on the phone: ZS accepted the order last night.

He lowered his head, thinking about something in his mind, ZS hasn't taken orders for a long time, and she won't take orders with much fanfare, she will only consider when someone comes to her door.

"It's from country M." Immediately afterwards, Helian Baimu sent another message.

"Could it be in country M?" Fu Qingyuan guessed in his heart, but he was not sure. Some time ago, it was reported that ZS was returning to the city in country H, but when they looked for it, they didn't find a trace.

"Meeting at the airport." Fu Qingyuan sent a message, and stopped looking at the phone, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was far away
"I'm going in below, brother, you go back first, those old directors are already impatient." Mo Zishu looked at the screen on the computer, which was the surveillance video of the meeting room on the top floor of Mojun Company, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"You, you." Mo Jun had nothing to do with Mo Zishu, who told him that his sister was a skilled person.

Mo Zishu took her things and left without looking back, but when she was about to disappear in the crowd, Mo Zishu didn't turn around and waved back.

"Brother, it's her." Fu Qingyuan Nachuan had just joined Helian Baimu when he spotted Mo Zishu.

"En." Fu Qingyuan looked indifferently, looked at Mo Zishu's back, and then looked away after a while.

"Why, you guys know each other." Helian Baimu was a little puzzled, he looked pretty from the back.

"You didn't read the group news yesterday? It's because you're so busy. Let me tell you, our eldest brother is promising, and he took the initiative to ask other girls for WeChat." Na Chuan kept talking like a small trumpet.

At this time, Mo Zishu, who felt that someone was watching her from behind, looked back, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and left again.

"I'll go, she's so sharp, she's so sensitive." Na Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and so did Helian Bai Mu who was beside him. .

"Let's go." Fu Qingyuan opened his thin lips lightly, and left first.

After boarding the plane, Mo Zishu sat in her seat, put on the earphones and concentrated on the computer.

Because she was afraid of trouble, she chose the first-class cabin, how comfortable it is to sit alone.

"It's really destined." Na Chuan saw Mo Zishu looking down at the computer as soon as he entered the first class cabin.

Fu Qingyuan and Helian Baimu looked over together, much calmer than Nachuan.

Because Mo Zishu was wearing earphones, she didn't notice that Fu Qingyuan and his party were sitting behind her.

"ZS, did you take the order last night?" a person named Yaoyao in a QQ group on the computer called her.

Mo Zishu frowned, and quickly replied, "Well, just for fun."

"The boss is the boss, come and go without a trace." A person named Feng Ling also sent a message.

"To each other." Mo Zishu smiled and closed the page.

It was the one-hour flight that made Mo Zishu feel physically and mentally exhausted. After getting off the plane, she walked out non-stop and took the taxi she had booked in advance.

Fu Qingyuan and his group got off the plane and there was a special car to pick them up. It wasn't that troublesome. The three of them were very eye-catching at the airport. Many girls wanted to go up to ask for WeChat, but Fu Qingyuan, who was the leader, was too indifferent, and Helian Baimu beside him His face was too dull, which stopped the group of girls.

"I still wanted to ask her to come with us, so she left so soon." Na Chuan could no longer find Mo Zishu's person.

Mo Zishu got out of the taxi and arrived at the department store, where she picked out a black dress, a black jacket, and a pair of black stiletto heels, and bought an umbrella by the way, because when she was in the car, It has started to rain.

In the restroom of the shopping mall, Mo Zishu changed into her clothes. Her hair was not pulled up, but was draped behind her back. She looked even taller and thinner with the high heels on.

Looking at her pale face in the mirror, Mo Zishu forced a smile, today is the death day of that person, that's why she came here in such a hurry, I don't know how many people still remember her.

Mo Zishu took out a lipstick from her bag, and dabbed it on her lips lightly. After a while, her pale face became brighter.

After finishing all this, Mo Zishu was half relieved.

When I went out of the mall, I saw a flower shop next to me, and I went in and asked for a bouquet of yellow daisies.

"Sister, anyone who buys flowers today can write a greeting card for free. May I ask if you need it?" The owner of the flower shop is a little girl. She has never seen such a beautiful person, not even the stars on TV. She looked stunning, but she didn't understand why such a beautiful girl's eyes were full of sadness.

"Okay." Mo Zishu hesitated, but agreed.

The flower shop owner quickly picked out a greeting card for Mo Zishu, and brought a signature pen.

Mo Zishu took a deep breath, not knowing what to write, as if there was nothing to write, and as if she wanted to tell her everything, everything in the past just flashed through her mind.

The flower shop owner didn't urge him, but just waited quietly. Time condensed into a painting, which was beautiful but filled with endless sadness.

Finally, Mo Zishu wrote: "I will live a good life for you and see this beautiful world for you."

The handwriting is clear but sharp, and it carries all the wordless words to heaven.

"Thank you." Mo Zishu held up a black umbrella and walked into the rain, before finally disappearing.

It is very close to the cemetery, it only takes ten minutes to walk.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the world has become misty and blurred. I can't see the people passing by in front of me, and I can't see the world clearly.

"I'm here to see you, Meng." Mo Zishu gently placed the delicate and bright yellow daisies in front of a tombstone. The photo on the tombstone was washed away by the rain, and she couldn't see clearly, but she felt the same in her heart. Brighten up a little bit.

Mo Zishu just stood quietly in front of the tombstone holding an umbrella without saying a word, and kept looking at the photo with despair, redemption and sadness in her eyes.

The wind and rain drifted into Mo Zishu's clothes. It was very cold, but her heart was even colder.

Just like that, she stood in the rain for half an hour before turning around and leaving, her whole body was soaked, even with her dark black hair.

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