If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

Wen Mo has been to many places, she has no worries, except for studying, most of the rest of the time is traveling, seeing the scenery and eating delicious food.

Live casually and cleanly.

After the green banquet, the two returned to [Haicheng] to rest for a while.

During the period, I went to the cemetery to see Zuo Jin's adoptive parents, the dean's mother, and Wen Mo's mother.

That day, the sun was shining brightly.

The two stood in front of the tombstone, their fingers intertwined, and solemnly met the parents of both parties.

Zuo Jin said to Wen Mo: "From now on, Ms. Wen will be in my family!"

Wen Mo just smiled, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed her neck.Ms. Zuo knew everything, but she didn't say or ask anything, and gave herself unlimited tolerance.

These, I all know.

On December 2019, 12, the two traveled around to the romantic capital of Paris.

As night fell, boarded a cruise ship on the Seine, leaned on the railing, and looked at the riverside scenery.

The cruise ship passed the gorgeous Alexander III Bridge slowly, and the pleasant night wind blew the hair lightly. Looking at the soft-faced Ms. Zuo, she gave a warm chin and kissed the corner of her lips.

Zuo Jin, who was kissed by stealing, gave her a look with a smile, and whispered softly, "There are many tourists on the boat, sprinkling sugar will offend others."

Wen Mo looked back, his eyes were staring at this place brightly, and he smiled kindly.Among them, there is a little French girl who looks like a porcelain doll, with beautiful eyes full of curiosity.

Seeing the extremely beautiful woman, her parents nodded politely and smiled, and patted the little girl's head.

Wen Mo withdrew his gaze and smiled, "Yes."

"After returning to the hotel, there is plenty of time—" Zuo Jin took her cool hand while talking, and put it in his coat pocket to warm it.

Feeling the warmth, Wen Mo moved sideways to get closer to her, leaning head to head affectionately.This Ms. Zuo is so cute no matter how you look at it.

At this time, in China, it is the midnight of the New Year's Eve.

He Zhenghua still didn't get off work. He led the staff in the publicity department to carry out emergency public relations. The company's artists had serious negative news. If they didn't catch the flames in the first place, not only the artists would be abolished, but the company's image would also be damaged.

In today's society where entertainment is paramount, every detail of well-known artists is the focus of attention of netizens.

Once the headlines written by various media, #名叫影帝醉流车车打死吃食品哥逃迷#, become dandelions, which will inevitably lead to endless crusades from netizens.

He Zhenghua, who was caught by publicity and public relations, immediately contacted several influential media who took the lead in spreading the incident, and at the same time sent people to follow the victims throughout the whole process. Psychological counseling work, reaching a private settlement agreement.

Employees who wear masks to work overtime, stay up late to control public opinion, are tired and hungry, and occasionally complain.

[Really, a good New Year's Eve plan, just like this wasted]

[Who said no, I have an appointment with my girlfriend, now it's over, I have to kneel on the keyboard when I go back]

【I'm worse than you. I finally made an appointment with the goddess. The plan of confession is gone. Whether I can make an appointment in the future is not certain】

[Let me tell you guys, does your girlfriend have a good job? 】

[Hahaha, Xiao Mimi is right, work can bring you money, but girlfriend can only bring you spending money, are you stupid?]

[Hehehe, single dogs have no right to speak, please take the initiative to shut down the microphone]

He Zhenghua came over with a refreshing coffee, and heard the complaints from the employees, "Okay, what's yours is yours, and what's not yours has to be divided sooner or later. Work hard." After taking a sip of coffee, he continued: "Everyone is hungry. Okay, what do you want to eat? I will treat you tonight."

The employees are also not polite to him. Although we usually have a superior-subordinate relationship, we have been together for a long time, and there is some brotherhood.

"I have nothing to pursue, fried chicken burgers and beer."

"Boss, I want to roast the leg of lamb and add a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai."

"I want dry pot duck head, add a bottle of orange juice."

"Damn, are you stupid? Shouldn't you eat the second senior brother at this time?"

"Someone thinks the same as me. Since the swine epidemic spread in the past few months, this second senior brother has been at a high level day by day. I dismissed it back then, but now it doesn't even look down on me."

"Hahaha, that's right, the second senior brother who is about ten yuan a catty is now worth several times, which is different from the past. I can't afford it."

"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten pork for almost a month. Then I'll have a pork chop, plus a nine-inch double pizza, and a big cup of milk tea."

He Zhenghua knocked on the assistant's seat, "Tiantian, please record it, and ask me to transfer the money later."

The assistant Tiantian made an ok gesture: "That's great, boss."

He Zhenghua returned to his office, and sent a WeChat message to Zuo Jin who didn't know where he was visiting.

【Happy New Year, Xiaojin】

Zuo Jin, who was taking a selfie with Ms. Wen, swiped open the message prompt that popped up at the top of the screen.After seeing it clearly, she looked sideways at the puffed-up guy, and under her sour gaze, copied and modified it, and sent it back.

Wen Mo: "Ms. Zuo, I'm jealous!"

"He's a friend, so it's very rude not to reply to messages." Putting the phone back in his pocket, he put Ms. Wen's hands through the open coat and stuck them to her waist to keep warm.

Wen Mo hummed twice, and shrank into her arms to keep warm, "Kiss me, I won't be jealous!"

There are so many people on the cruise ship, Zuo Jin can't let go.If he was in a private space, he would have eaten people long ago, but right now, he would be embarrassed to be watched by others.

Wen Mo pouted and asked for a kiss, and made a short "what" sound.The hand attached to the waist slid gently through the white sweater presumptuously, feeling the trembling and warmth under the palm.

"Hey, don't make trouble!" Although Zuo Jin said this, he didn't show any resistance, and even printed his lips on his forehead.

Now, Wen Mo, who made a fuss like a baby, stood up straight honestly, and was reluctant to let others see a trace of Ms. Zuo's charm.

At this moment, two voices came to my ears with the wind:

[This pair of Asian women is very beautiful! 】

[It's just that in their country, there is an infectious epidemic now, which is a bit dangerous]

January 2020, 1, Xiaonian.

[Seoul] Due to the outbreak of the epidemic, the whole city has been quickly closed to protect the safety of the people across the country.

At this time, Zuo Jin was scrolling through Weibo, checking fans' private messages, his brows were always furrowed with worry.Many of her fans live in [Seoul], and every time she sees their demands, her heart aches.

Looking up to see Ms. Wen lying in the wicker chair, he hesitated to speak several times.The snow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows fell heavily, denser than in previous years.

Petal by petal, like torn cotton candy, it is also easy to melt, but it is icy cold.

If she had acted according to the past, she would have been in [Seoul City] at this time, but at this moment, she was still in [Hai City], accompanying Ms. Wen who was running out of time.

Fetching the diary, looking at the diary I wrote before over and over again, my mind wandered.

It took a long time before I picked up my pen and wrote:

January 2020, 1, afternoon, snowy day

Maybe, Ms. Wen could delay it a little longer by lying on the hospital bed.

But, after all, he didn't want to force her to do something she didn't want to do.

Maybe, if you find a suitable heart and replace it, you will be able to carry the white head together.

But, I don't want Ms. Wen to go against her own will because of herself.

If Ms. Wen doesn't forgive Boss Wen, she is punishing herself.

In her heart, the most unforgivable person is not her father, but herself.

In her heart, it was because she was reckless when she was young, and she didn't know that there were many things in the world that didn't need to be clarified.In many cases, being confused is the best way to deal with things and will bring the best results.

As I write this, I sigh quietly.If Ms. Wen is not with her, she will still be the one who doesn't care about everything, and will not be dying of anger because of herself.

Now, I don't know how Ms. Wen wants to say goodbye to me.

The word "farewell" was drawn on the tip of the pen, feeling extremely calm in my heart.

If there really is life after life, I don't want her to pay me life after life, but I want her to stay with me for life after life.

I really hope that at the very beginning, in the crowded street, I could hold her little hand when I was crying, and grow up with her like this.

With her, stay together and hate each other for a long time, and the love is deep and farewell!

From the direction of the rattan chair, there was a tender humming sound when she woke up.

Zuo Jin put away the notebook, walked over in gray blue plush slippers, leaned over to look at the sleepy Ms. Wen, and couldn't help scratching the bridge of her nose with his hand.

"Ms. Zuo, you woke me up and you will be punished." Wen Mo opened one eye to peek at her, and pouted to kiss her.

"1 minute, or 3 minutes?" Zuo Jin's words were full of pampering.

Wen Mo stretched out his index finger and middle finger and bent them back and forth.

"it is good!"

Zuo Jin let her become more and more childish, touching her lips, gently sucking her gently.

After 2 minutes, both of their faces were rosy, and they hugged each other.

The little wicker chair has endured scenes it shouldn't have.

"Tonight, I asked Aunt Wan to come over." Wen Mo put his arms around Zuo Jin who was lying on his side, and raised his chin to rub her cheek, with a strong sense of flattery.

Zuo Jin, who knew it well, didn't ask any more questions, but just gave a soft "hmm".

Wen Mo: "Don't you ask why?"

Zuo Jin: "Then, may I ask my Ms. Wen, you are looking for Dr. Wan, who can hypnotize, to do something bad, huh?"

"I...I...think." Even though I had thought about it a long time ago, I had rehearsed it countless times in my mind, but it was still hard to say.

Zuo Jin sighed: "If you can't say it, don't say it, I understand."

I know that Ms. Zuo is smart, sees through but can endure, and can keep everything in her heart.

Wen Mo hugged her slender waist and hummed, "Will you forget me?"

Zuo Jin lay on her side, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, his voice was a little light: "I'm also waiting for the answer!"

In the evening, Wan Bankong, who had an extraordinary temperament, came to the residence of the two at Wen Mo's invitation.

Originally, Wen Mo wanted to watch from the sidelines, but Wan Bankong and Zuo Jin sent him to the big terrace with a few words.Wrapped in a down jacket alone, facing the heavy snow, blowing the winter wind, looking at the two people in the living room through the solid glass.

It's just that you can see, but you can't hear the sound, which makes people scratch their hearts and lungs.

I learned from Ms. Wen that Aunt Wan is an old friend of Aunt Wen, and she likes to drink tea, so she prepared some in advance during the day.

At this time, Zuo Jin was making tea for Wan Bankong, and handed over a cup with both hands.

Wan Bankong secretly admired this calm and calm junior in front of him.

Xiaomo's child's vision is really wonderful!

He asked her: "Do you know why Xiaomo invited me here?"

Zuo Jin smiled lightly, lowered his head slightly and sniffed the tea fragrance that rose with the thin hot air, took a sip, raised his eyes and said softly: "I know."

"Don't blame her?" Wan Bankong seldom met such a transparent and calm person, and he really didn't know whether to suspect her lack of affection or whether it was just her nature.

Zuo Jin looked sideways at the balcony, looking at Ms. Wen who was standing still in the wind and snow, her body became more tender: "Is there anything strange about what you love and what I want!"

Wan Bankong followed her to look, his gaze was far away, as if looking at others through the eyes of a junior, and he sighed softly: "That's great!"

After the words fell, she shook her head and laughed, shaking the past out of her mind.

Wan Bankong put down his teacup, "Will you feel regretful if you just forget about it?"

Zuo Jin also put down the teacup, "No. I also want to know whether the fate with Ms. Wen is shallow or deep."

Standing on the terrace, Wen Mo looked as if roots had taken root under his feet, looking at the two walking around in the living room, as if watching a mime.

I don't know how long it took, until my feet were frozen, and I saw Ms. Wen falling asleep on the wicker chair.

The first time I witnessed lucid hypnosis, although I couldn't hear the sound, I felt it was amazing.This Aunt Wan, who looks like a monk, seems to know illusion, the most powerful psychotherapist in the country, really amazing!

Entering the heated living room from the wind-snow-ravaged terrace, squatting beside Zuo Jin, holding her hand with nostalgia.

Putting on his plain coat, Wan Bankong paced towards the door.

"Aunt Wan, I'll see you off." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Wen Mo got up to see him off.

Wan Bankong, who was straightening the woolen scarf, shook his hand, "You can stay with her for a while!"

He leaned over and picked up the umbrella placed at the entrance, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After Aunt Wan left, Wen Mo went to the snow-covered terrace to look down, and after a while, he saw a tall figure walking across the snow with a black umbrella, leaving a series of clear footprints.

Wan Bankong downstairs seemed to have a sense of it. On the side of the umbrella handle, he looked up and waved to the old man's daughter.

Then, step forward and continue to move forward, and the continuously falling snowflakes gradually cover the footprints.

Wen Mo returned to Zuo Jin's side, leaned over and slowly carried him back to the bedroom, whispering in her ear: "I'm sorry, I'm selfish! Just let me make you something you want at the last moment." Do something to make up for some guilt."

The voice became lower and lower, and finally dissipated in the quiet night.

Assistant An'an and assistant Yueyue set off from Wen Mo's residence shortly after Dr. Wan left, and brought a storage box to pack their things.

Yueyue came in and looked at Teacher Wen, a little aggrieved, thinking that what she did was unfair to sister Jin.If I knew this would happen earlier, I would have advised sister Jin to stay away from Teacher Wen from the very beginning.

Assistant An An stretched out her hand, took her aside, and silently packed up Sister Mo's belongings.

Cups, toothbrushes, clothes, photos, etc. were all put into storage boxes, as if sister Mo had never existed in this room.

It snowed all day and all night, and it stopped.

In the twilight of the morning, Zuo Jin, who was lying flat on the bed with his eyes closed, subconsciously lay on his side and stretched out his arms to hug him. What he touched was icy cold, and he couldn't help but open his eyes in a daze.

The sea-like black eyes were full of confusion, and he was just thinking about the strange behavior just now.

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