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

After the taxi took a short cut and arrived at the hotel, Wen Mo stopped by a small flower shop 100 meters away and bought a bouquet of simple and elegant flowers, among which was an unremarkable forget-me-not.

Full of selfishness turned into a light existence, maybe, if it can't reach her heart, it will be completely ignored!

Not long after, the familiar white car appeared in the field of vision. He raised his foot to greet him, but slowly moved back and stood in place, maintaining his outward restraint and indifference.

There are invisible cameras everywhere around here, who knows if the overzealous behavior will bring unnecessary trouble to her, I don't care.

At the same time, Wen Mo was waiting for not only Zuo Jin who still had a frosty face, but also the man he had just met before, who was still driving the same car.

When the two met, the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious, even the frost-covered face gradually melted, and the crisp rain and wind of March blew up.

Zuo Jin talked softly with the majestic man, and walked into the revolving door side by side, leaving only a faint scent of body fragrance in the air, lingering in the nose of the person holding the simple and elegant flowers.

Wen Mo turned around looking for the fragrance and sweetness, looking through the clear glass at the two talented men, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, the tiny light inside dimmed, and finally disappeared, and the brown pupils returned to the indifference of before .

Looking down at the flower for apology in his hand, the long eyelashes of Crow Feather flicked up and down, pinched out the forget-me-not with his white fingertips, walked slowly, and discarded it in the silver-black trash can, and those cigarette butts , shredded paper into one place.

At this moment, Father Wen, who had witnessed everything, pushed open the car door and came, "Silence, happy birthday!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand behind his back, holding a box of small cakes.

The tone was distressed, mixed with caution, obviously the relationship between the father and daughter was not good.

"En!" Seeing his father who was almost 60 years old, Wen Mo just responded indifferently, his eyes stayed on his white temples for a moment, and then moved away without a trace.

"Accompany Dad to sit next to me?" The man who rode the shopping malls in the early years, at this age, he cherishes every relative around him more and more, and feels even more guilty about his only daughter, thinking that he can make up for it. .

As if he was afraid of being rejected by his daughter, he hurriedly added: "It won't be long, Dad just wants to celebrate your birthday with you, and watch you eat a piece of cake, fruit, your favorite."

Wen Mo stared at the small round cake box in a daze, with a hint of nostalgia in his brown eyes. What he missed was not the simple fruit cake, but the scene where the family of three used to be together.

Under the expectant eyes of Papa Wen, Wen Mo nodded, then turned around and walked into the hotel, placed the flowers in his hand at the front desk, sent a WeChat message to ask the assistant to come down to pick them up, and handed them over to Zuo Jin to express his apology, and then came to the street with Papa Wen a small restaurant.

The shop is not big, and the decoration is so-so, but the shop owner and his wife are very loving and enthusiastic.

In a small area, there were five or six tables, and bottles and cans of seasonings were neatly placed on each table. Counting Wen Mo's father and daughter, there were currently two tables of guests in the store.

Father Wen sat down on a simple chair, not far from the other table of guests. It was a little girl in school uniform with a childish face. She must be fourteen or fifteen years old.

I don't know, does my daughter often eat alone outside at her age?

He had missed too much of his daughter's life in the past, but now he wanted to make up for it, but it was too late. Besides, the grown-up daughter no longer needed any belated father's love.

The husband and wife owner of the store served a few home-cooked dishes, looked at the small cakes on the table, and offered to send a bowl of poached egg noodles, decorated with a few green and white finely chopped green onions, which greatly increased the appetite.

"Thank you boss!" Wen Mo's thin lips curled up, and the smile on his face was amazing.

The male boss waved his hands with a smile, "It's a birthday, how can we miss the poached egg noodles." Then he added: "Try it, it's delicious. My children will eat it every year on their birthdays since they were young. The poached egg noodles are golden on both sides, the skin is crispy and the inside is tender, and the noodles are chewy and refreshing.”

Wen Mo each tasted a little, and nodded with a smile, "Your children are so happy. This small bowl of noodles is full of love. I haven't eaten such delicious poached egg noodles for a long time. Thank you boss!"

"Don't be polite, the two of you will eat first, if you need to say hello, I won't bother you."

The enthusiastic store owner turned to go to work, and Father Wen felt even more ashamed because of his few words, and looked at his daughter full of apology and guilt.

When people live to his age, they will have different views and practices on the past.Sometimes, he was thinking, if he could start over, he would definitely be a qualified husband and a qualified father.

He took apart the cake, lit a candle that marked the age of 26, and pushed the cartoon girl fan's cake in front of his daughter, "Mo Mo, make a wish."

"Make a wish——" After Wen Mo left her mother, none of the wishes she made came true, and she also knew that the so-called wishes were made extravagantly because they could not be realized, "I have no wishes for a long time .”

The trace of worry that had just arisen suddenly disappeared. I thought that meeting one after another was a kind of belated fate, but if I thought about it carefully, it seemed that I "forced" the follow-up of this fate.

The father and daughter ate home-cooked food in silence, and Wen Mo, who had a poor appetite, ate some casually before stopping his chopsticks.As for Papa Wen, he was finally able to spend more time with his daughter, so he deliberately ate and drank slowly.

He just dragged along like this slowly, and Wen Mo who was sitting across from him was not in a hurry, it was just a matter of a meal, how long it could take.

Pick up a little fruit cake and taste it carefully. The taste on the tip of the tongue belongs to childhood, and it is getting weaker and weaker.

After a few sips, I felt bored and didn't want to move any more. I put down the fork, wiped the cream on my lips due to distraction, and sat and rested calmly.

When the food was completely cool, Dad Wen didn't drag on the appetizers any longer. His hand trembled a little and he almost couldn't hold the wine glass. When he was young, he drank too much wine. His hand, he couldn't control it when he was old.

"Daughter, can't you forgive Dad?" Dad Wen's old eyes were full of tears, thinking about the past and the future, how could he not be clouded with tears.

Wen Mo looked at Papa Wen who was [-]% drunk, his brown eyes were indifferent, and there was no warm emotion in them, "If mom can forgive you, I can forgive you."

Just this sentence made Dad Wen seem a few years older. The hand holding the wine glass trembled even more, and the wine just poured was also shaken out, and the translucent wine dripped on the wooden table, crushing All the light and shadow are gone.

Wen Mo's mother, that gentle and elegant woman who looked like a noble lady in ancient times, had long been buried and ascended to heaven, how could she forgive her, how could she forgive her?It was all his fault, but it was too late to regret it!

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Wen Mo returned to the hotel and saw a small box stuck on the door of his room.

After looking left and right in the corridor, he took it off and opened it, and found that lying quietly inside was the Guanyin pendant he had given out.Rubbing gently with fingertips, as if feeling the temperature of another person.

Looking sideways at the closed door next door, he put Jade Goddess of Mercy on his neck again, turned his toes, and walked towards the trash can next to the elevator. He found a discarded simple and elegant bouquet inside, and forced a smile on his lips. meaning.

The door of Zuo Jin's room was opened from the inside, and she was sending the majestic man out. The moment she saw Wen Mo, the smile on her face quickly cooled down, causing the man in khaki suit to pick a fight Eyebrows, look away and look more closely.

This person seems to be a colleague of Xiaojin's crew, the second female lead, Wen Mo, what's going on between these two, why does Xiaojin treat each other so coldly?

Could it be that this person tripped Xiao Jin up?Bullied Xiao Jin?

Thinking in this way, the man looked at Wen Mo with particularly unfriendly eyes, like an eagle in the sky staring at a weak prey.

Looking at the two people who are in a pair, Wen Mo secretly rejoiced that he didn't have much affection, didn't invest much, and he was quite comfortable in his life.

Zuo Jin didn't belong to her in the past, nor does he belong to her now, nor will he in the future.

The door next door opened and closed again, and the sound that was neither light nor heavy made Zuo Jin's lips subconsciously tightened, and even his brows were stretched together, as if there were many complicated thoughts hidden inside.

"What's going on between you and her?" The man in the khaki formal attire looked at Xiao Jin, whom he had known since the orphanage. Although he didn't know her [-]% or [-]%, he still knew her a little bit.

"It's nothing." Zuo Jin shook his head, his smile was not as natural as usual.

The man's eyes darkened, "Okay, if you are being bullied, you must tell me." After saying this, his voice gradually lowered, and the hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched.

That bastard Wen Chuyi, there is no way to teach him a lesson right now!

The tightly clenched hands were slowly released again, and the tough face showed pampering, "As for Xihe, if you still lack funds, you must contact me as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

Xihe is a village and town, which is close to the ethnic minority area. Due to the climate, there are occasional dangers of landslides and house collapses. In addition, it is in the mountains and there is no road access, so it is extremely inconvenient for people in the village to come and go.

It is dangerous for adults to walk back and forth on the steep mountain road every day, not to mention children who need to go to school. Every year, tragedies of slipping and falling happen.

Therefore, Zuo Jin took the time to go to Xihe many times, to contact the responsible officials there, to contribute money and efforts to voluntarily repair the local houses, and build roads on the mountain.

Although it is still rugged and cannot be used by cars and horses, after erection, the safety of villagers' access can be guaranteed.

It can be done. In the wind, snow, rain and fog from spring to winter, everyone can hold on to the railing and walk up the steps.

After seeing off his childhood friend He Zhengan, Zuo Jin turned around and stood in front of the door. When he saw that the small box on the door of the next room had been removed, he became even more annoyed.

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Angry girls need to be coaxed~~~