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After the cold dew, the weather became more and more gloomy and cold, and even the breeze blowing on the face brought a bit of biting cold. The sycamore trees on both sides of the road were no longer golden and fruitful, but became dry and desolate. , only a few scattered dead leaves, still shivering in the cold wind.

In this kind of weather, the cafe is always crowded with people, the heating is moderately turned on, and the air is mixed with bursts of bitter and mellow aroma, which always makes people feel tired and fascinated after a day of work.

In a quiet and tidy small box, Lin Mu and Lin Xi were sitting face to face. On the large wooden table, piles of documents and materials were still scattered. Lin Mu was buried in it, only the rustling of flipping books. rattle.

"Ahem..." Lin Mu coughed as hard as he could, clutching the back of his hand, but kept turning the pages of the book. He was about to pick up the coffee cup with his free other hand, but Lin Xi stopped him.

"Drinking coffee when you have a cold? Are you crazy?" Seeing Lin Mu's pale and haggard face, Lin Xi seemed to be a little weaker than the last time he was injured and hospitalized. He felt distressed and angry at the same time. She was burying her head in flipping through the documents, grabbed the documents in her hands, and forced the other party to look up and frown at herself, "I didn't come to see you to see you self-torture."

"Ask whatever you want." Lin Mu finally stopped what he was doing, and looked at Lin Xi with cold eyes. Because of the cold, his clear and clear voice was nasal and a little deep.

"I heard that your aunt and uncle let you go back to Canada?"

Lin Mu nodded and explained: "There is a problem with the head office in Ottawa, and my parents want me to go back and help them take care of it."

"Then you are going back?" Lin Xi asked.

"When this lawsuit is over, I will take time to go back." Lin Mu said calmly, with almost no blood on his pale face, "Ahem... and then come back." She added.

Lin Mu has been thoughtful and independent since she was a child. Most people don't know what is hidden in her heart. Even Lin Xi, a cousin who has been with her since she was a child, can only learn from some subtle things about her. Between the facial expressions, to speculate on some of her moods and thoughts, but it is only a small part.

Her eyes are like the vast ocean, or the vast and deep night, people can't see through, but they can't help but wonder about the mystery.

After hesitating for a moment, whether it was out of concern for Lin Mu or friendship with Su Qinghan, Lin Xi couldn't help but ask, "What's going on with you and Qinghan now?"

"Some time ago you stayed at Qing Han's house, I thought you two had reconciled long ago."

A few ripples flashed in Lin Mu's calm and unwavering eyes, and there was a deep pain hidden behind the surface calm, but it disappeared quickly, like a breeze that couldn't be grasped, making people question its existence.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Why did you kill that Zhou Zongming? Do you have any grudges against him?" Lin Xi had expected the other party's attitude, and continued on his own, "After all, he is Qing Han's respected adoptive father. Have you considered her feelings?"

Under the invisible table, Lin Mu's right fist clenched tighter and tighter, almost losing strength, but the expression on her face remained the same, terribly calm, "I have nothing to say about this matter."

That is the secret that has been hidden in her heart for a long time. In the unknown corner, there is an endless black torrent, surging and surging, like a ferocious and terrifying devil. She stubbornly seals it up, using her thin shoulders Block communication with the outside world.

In the end, Lin Xi couldn't get any so-called truth out of her mouth. She could only let the situation develop and sighed helplessly. You know, if Lin Mu didn't say anything, she couldn't help her at all. She went to persuade Su Qinghan something, because even she herself could not approve of her actions.

Finally came the day of the trial.

Lin Mu arrived at the court very early. She is bound to win this lawsuit. What she is going through now is just a process. She has always been confident about the outcome, but the only thing that worries and minds her is that it will hurt that person.

Su Qinghan arrived just before the court session. She was wearing a dark red leather jacket with a white shirt with a hollow pattern inside, black suit pants and high-heeled shoes, and glanced at the audience with cold and indifferent eyes. He quietly sat in the auditorium without sharing a glance with Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's fingers holding the paper tightened.

The relevant personnel were settled, and the court began. Zhou Zongming was brought up by two uniformed security guards. He put his hands behind his back and wore heavy and cold handcuffs. The five-year prison life had already made him handsome and kind. The appearance of the target has changed beyond recognition. The bald head, sunken eye sockets, and unshaven beard all show the hardships and tortures of the prison.

He looked at Su Qinghan with pleading and painful eyes, causing infinite guilt and pity to flash in Su Qinghan's originally calm eyes, but his eyes fell on Lin Mushi who was on the public prosecutor's bench, full of sharpness, unwillingness and hatred.

The lawsuit lasted for nearly three hours. Although the lawyer Su Qinghan hired was one of the best in Songqi City, after all, Zhou Zongming's evidence of behind-the-scenes securities transactions was convincing, so he could only try his best to reduce his sentence. Year.

Zhou Zongming is no longer a young man, he is old, and the five years of imprisonment have exhausted his energy. If those punishments are added, his whole life will be ruined in a dark prison.

So he ignored all dignity, and yelled at Su Qinghan almost hysterically: "Qinghan! Didn't you promise uncle that you would save me? I was wronged, wronged!" Then he was dragged out of the court by the staff .

Su Qinghan watched Zhou Zongming leave but could do nothing. The sense of powerlessness that even her own family could not protect made her full of hostility. She walked up to Lin Mu with blood-red eyes, and when she lost her mind, she raised her hand and slapped her with such force that she Lin Mu who was caught off guard staggered back a few steps.

"Are you satisfied now?" Su Qinghan firmly grasped Lin Mu's shoulders, the height of the high heels made the distance between the two of them nearly equal, her eyes were filled with hatred, and she gritted her teeth word by word: "Lin Mu! I hate you! I will never forgive you again!"

What is more severe than the physical and facial pain caused by being imprisoned and grasped is the attack of cruel language, and the undisguised disgust and hatred in Su Qinghan's eyes. The beast that came out frantically tore at Lin Mu's already riddled heart, and threw it into the endless abyss without any scruples.

A fishy-sweet blood flowed from her stomach, and Lin Mu forcibly suppressed them. She ignored Su Qinghan's hatred and anger, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qinghan, I'm going back to Canada first, and I'll be back in about a week." , we'll talk about it when we come back."

Su Qinghan just sneered and walked away.

Lin Mu walked out the door. When she was approaching the door, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, which made her pause. The driver who had been waiting outside hurried over to help her, and asked worriedly: "Miss Lin, what are you doing?" body of……"

"Ahem... I'm fine." Lin Mu covered her mouth and calmed down for a while, her face was as cold as ice, her eyes were blank, she lowered her head into the back seat of the car, and said flatly, "Let's go to the airport."

Looking out from the car window, the vast sky is covered with dense and inseparable dark clouds, piled up layer upon layer, as if covering the whole city in gray.

Lin Mu leaned on the back of the car seat and closed his eyes wearily.

It's all over, no matter what, it can't be any worse, can it?

The author has something to say:

Today, my friend came to Shanghai, walked around with her all day, drank a little wine in the evening, and hurriedly wrote a little bit when she came back.

Sorry, continue tomorrow.