brand on heart

After a busy month at the beginning of the year, all work was on track, and I slowly relaxed.

On the weekend, Mu Qing managed to persuade Shiyan to go to the racecourse with some friends for a picnic. Early in the morning, the driver and bodyguards came to help carry the luggage, and planned to stay in the hotel over the racecourse for one night.

After getting in the car, Lao Li and Xiao Zeng turned their heads to greet Shi Yan, Shi Yan responded coldly and then stopped talking.

The two noticed that Shi Yan's attitude was very different from before, and they consciously turned their backs and did not dare to speak again.

Mu Qing sat next to him and dealt with business for a while, when he saw Shi Yan lazily curled up in a corner, swiping his phone, with a gentle smile on his lips, he leaned over and asked, "What are you looking at, so happy?"

Shi Yan put a smile on his face, turned off the phone suddenly, sat upright, and said, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Mu?"

Mu Qing backed away awkwardly, "No, it's fine."

"After a while, I'll help you choose a horse." Mu Qing put away the tablet, reaching out to shake Shiyan's hand, but was avoided.

Shi Yan put the phone in her pocket, nodded, "Yeah." She turned her head to look out the window, and stopped talking to him.

Mu Qing wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't find other topics for a while, his eyes rolled around, and when he saw a simple white porcelain watch on his wrist, he grabbed his wrist and continued to chat awkwardly, " Your watch is very nice, what brand is it?"

The sleeves were pulled up suddenly, Shi Yan stopped his hands in a hurry, the watch strap was rubbed up and slid up, revealing the criss-crossing white scars on the wrist.

"..." Mu Qing was stunned, and looked up in shock at Shi Yan who retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, "This, what is this?"

Shi Yan glanced at him, "It's what you think it is."

It's just old things, there's no need to sell them badly.

Mu Qing pursed her lips, grabbed his hand again, this time she was not rejected, Shi Yan turned her head to look out the window, not intending to look at the overly painful expression on his face, as if he really cared.

Trembling and slowly undoing the watch strap, the scars covering the entire wrist have not healed well, and some of the newly grown white flesh is tangled together, looking hideous.

From the reunion in November last year to March of the second year now, it took nearly five months, because he kept a distance, and he didn't realize this terrible scar until now.

Could it be that besides these, there are other hidden injuries that I didn't see?

So anxious and fierce, he pulled him into his arms, trying to untie his clothes, but he was grasped tightly by the wrist, raised his head, and met the cold gaze, "So what if Mr. Mu knows?"

Mu Qing's face was gloomy, and he opened his mouth, yes, so what if we know.

But in the past six years, what happened to make such a rational and strong person commit suicide.

Unable to express the regret and pain in his heart, Mu Qing could only hug the person who was no longer willing to open his heart to him, kissed his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Yanyan, you hate me!"

Only if you hate me can you make me feel better.

I still don't know how cruel what I did to you.

"No." Shi Yan leaned on him blankly, if I hate you, how can I let you hug me again, how can we be perfect in the future.

The categorical refusal did not make Mu Qing feel any better, he buried his head in Shi Yan's neck and sobbed in pain.

The crying as if there was no way out finally moved Shiyan, and he hugged him back tenderly, "It's all over, Mu Qing."

Mu Qing kissed him longing for comfort, "Yanyan, tell me what happened? What have you experienced in the past six years, tell me, Yanyan!"

"..." Shi Yan Wuyan kissed him, full of comfort, "It's not all because of you, Mu Qing, a lot of things happened at that time."

Mu Qing's resoluteness, Meng Yun's departure, and even the knife that Lu Wanyu left on his heart when he left, so much sadness and parting overwhelmed him, causing him to be unhappy and severely depressed during breastfeeding , even though she knew grandma and Mu Mu couldn't live without herself, she still did something stupid.

At that time, I was immersed in pain all day long, and I no longer had the courage to live.

Later, it was old man Zheng who slapped him hard, woke him up, held Mu Mu in front of him and questioned him sharply, and his grandma cried to death beside him, and then slowly woke him up and received treatment.

It wasn't until Mu Mu was almost two years old that he could go out and work normally.

Fortunately, Mu Chunhao did not know where to find out their address, and when he found them, he took good care of their family in those years, so that the family did not collapse.

A year ago, Shi Yan was told by a psychiatrist that she could end the treatment and no longer take medication.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry." Mu Qing begged with red eyes.

Shi Yan wiped away the tears from his face for him, and smiled: "You're back, it's all good."

Mu Qing blamed himself and shook his head vigorously.

It was twelve o'clock at the racecourse, just at noon, and the friends Mu Qing invited were Song Rongqin, the head of the Dou family, Dou Zhizhang and his wife, the boss of Changhe, Mrs. Liang Chuan, the head of the Ren family, Ren You, the head of the Shen family, Shen Zhiyu and his wife, and several others. Friends I made while studying abroad in Europe.

There is a natural river passing by in the racecourse, and everyone decided to set the picnic spot by the river.

Mu Qing, Dou Zhizhang, Liang Chuan and the others first went to the stables to look at and pick horses, Luo Han and Bai Xiangyu pulled Shi Yan to stay on the bank to spread picnic cloths, while the two sisters Hai Xin and Hai Lin put the lunch boxes one by one. Take it out and put it on.

"Long time no see, Mr. Shi." Hai Lin put the sandwiches in the food box into the picnic basket and greeted Shi Yan.

Shi Yan glanced at her, and Chi asked, "Are you—"

Hailin and Haixin looked at each other and smiled, "Oh, you don't remember that we are normal. I used to be a servant in Mr. Song's family, but now I come out to help Ms. Xin manage her clothing business. A few years ago we were in Rong I saw it at Young Master Yin's wedding."

Shi Yan still had no impression, so she nodded politely.

Haixin quietly looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed: "Mr. Shi is more reticent than before."

When I saw this person at a wedding a few years ago, he still looked ignorant and youthful. Although he didn't like to talk, he was gentle and elegant, which left a deep impression on people.

Shi Yan didn't know how to answer, so she smiled.

"However, Mr. Song still mentioned you two years ago. After so many years, he didn't go around the house. He thought you broke up with Master Mu." Hailin said quickly, crackling.

Hai Xin glared at her, "What are you talking about? I have been exercising outside for so many years, why can't I control my mouth?"

Hai Lin turned her head and stuck out her tongue at Luo Han and the others.

Bai Xiangyu pulled up the picnic cloth, fixed it, and sat under the tree with his sketchbook to sketch. Luo Han took a macaron and sat down beside Shi Yan, and asked, "Mr. Shi, I heard you went to Jinghua , Hongsheng has looked for you so many times, but I never thought you would return to your old club in the end."

In fact, this remark was half-joking. As the president of Hongsheng, how could Luohan not know that Shi Yan was the highest-ranked project leader assigned to Jinghua.

"Boss Luo is joking, how could Jinghua have a crush on me." Shi Yan took the napkin handed over by Hailin and placed it in the corner. Not far away, Mu Qing and Liang Chuan were walking over.

The sun shimmers on the river, and the reflection of the weeping willows along the bank is in the water, a piece of emerald green spring, with a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the breeze.

Several bosses of big companies came over and sat down next to their lovers. They were going to ride a horse in the afternoon, so they didn't prepare wine.

Mu Qing and a few European friends talked about some interesting things in school, Song Rongqin and Dou Zhizhang added a sentence or two from time to time, and Liang Chuan and Luo Han formed a small group to chat and laugh.

Shi Yan didn't participate either, and ate fruit and bread quietly by herself.

"This ham sandwich is good, Mr. Shi, try it." Song Rongqin who was opposite suddenly spoke up, and handed Shi Yan a very delicate sandwich, "The ham inside is the top Iberian ham."

Shi Yan politely refused and said, "Thank you, I have been a vegetarian for the past few years, and I don't eat meat."

"Really? No wonder Mr. Shi looks so thin." Without forcing, Song Rongqin put the sandwich into his mouth, "Can I ask why you are a vegetarian?"

Shi Yan didn't shy away from it, and said calmly: "Pray for the relatives far away."

"Mu Qing? But he's already back." Song Rongqin teased with a smile.

Shi Yan smiled and didn't answer yes or no.

Mu Qing next to them had been listening intently to their conversation, and when he saw that his expression was lukewarm, he intervened to smooth things over and changed the subject.

As for the relatives far away that Shiyan was talking about, he naturally didn't think otherwise, and Meng Yun had no doubts.

The scenery by the river is pleasant, more than a dozen people chatted and laughed happily while eating, and they didn't finish eating until two o'clock in the afternoon. After cleaning up, Bai Xiangyu wanted to stay and continue painting oil paintings by the river. The two sisters, Hailin and Haixin, were walking nearby. Then they all went to the stables.

Mu Qing raised five purebred horses at this racecourse, and chose a five-year-old brown mare for Shi Yan, named Elis, with a docile personality.

It only took a few minutes for Shi Yan to get close to it for the first time. After that, she tried to get on the horse and ran back for two laps. She felt that she cooperated well, so she decided to ride this horse.

Mu Qing chose a ten-year-old white stallion raised by himself, named Carlos, who once rode it to participate in equestrian competitions and won the championship.

After changing his clothes, he chose the horse and came out. At the door of the stable, he met Mu Chunhao who was being bumped and screamed by the horse.

The horse under him was running well at first, slipped around twice and was about to ride into the woods, but when Song Rongqin passed by on horseback, he immediately threw Mu Chunhao off his back as if going crazy.

The horse trainer pulled the horse's reins and kept yelling to comfort him. Mu Chunhao leaned over and hugged the horse's neck tightly, and shouted: "Help, wow!!"

Mu Qing didn't have time to take care of him, so he got off the horse immediately, and stretched out his hand to Shi Yan who looked worried, "Yan Yan, come down, wait for the horse trainer to take care of the horse before starting."

They are afraid that their horses will be affected by Mu Chunhao's horses.

Shi Yan didn't object, turned over and was hugged by Mu Qing to the ground. Several friends next to him whistled jokingly, "Mu Dong, the love is as usual."

Mu Chunhao on the side had been brought to the edge of the fence by the mad horses, and was about to rush out. Song Rongqin didn't know when he appeared, and asked the horse trainer to let go of the rein and seize the opportunity to jump up and sit on Mu Chunhao Behind him, he controlled the rein with both hands and ordered Mu Chunhao: "Quiet!"

Mu Chunhao turned around and hugged his waist tightly, biting his shoulder, closing his eyes in fright and not daring to look at the violently shaking ground.

"Control - control -"

Stirrups were tightened with both feet, and the horse was slowly controlled after several struggles and kicks. Song Rongqin didn't dare to stop immediately, but ran three or four laps around the racecourse until the horse became less irritable before stopping.

Three or four horse trainers ran over to help, Song Rongjin got off the horse with Mu Chunhao in his arms, and asked the man with trembling legs and pale face, "How is it? Is there any injury? Do you need to see a doctor?"

Mu Chunhao shook his head, covered his mouth and pushed him away, ran aside and spit out with a wow.

The mad horse snorted and was led away.

Shi Yan ran to Mu Chunhao's side, and asked with concern: "Mr. Mu, is it okay?"

After Mu Chunhao vomited, he looked up to see him, tears streaming down his face, and hugged him, "Woooo, it's so scary, I won't be obsessed with sex anymore."

Sure enough, there was a knife on Sezi's head, and he was chasing his wife with his life.

Shi Yan suddenly understood that he probably found out that Song Rongqin was going to ride a horse here today, so he came here specially.

"Hey! Let me go!" Mu Qing saw that he was making a move on Shi Yan, and immediately refused to do so. After pulling Shi Yan out of his arms with all his strength, she didn't forget to give him a kick.

"Fuck, Mu Qing, what are you doing?!" Mu Chunhao hugged his leg and bent over in pain, his old face was covered with tears, snot and mud, as ugly as he could be.

"You deserve it, you can't change your nature!" Mu Qing sneered, "I want to eat swan meat, it's beautiful!" As he said, he raised his whip to whip it down, but Shi Yan stopped him.

Seeing this, Mu Chunhao got angry and said, "Mu Qing, don't give me permission, you will come to me sooner or later. Shi Yan, ask your husband to apologize to me, grandma is a bear, you have bullied me!"

As soon as she regained some strength, she began to show off her abilities. Shi Yan had seen enough of this man's peeing behavior, rolled her eyes, and said coldly: "After resting, go back by yourself. Don't make trouble here, it's so ugly, don't If people don't catch up by then, they will ruin their own image first."

Saying that, he glanced at Song Rongqin who had been watching coldly.

Mu Chunhao rubbed his knee that was about to be fractured by Mu Qing, and shouted accusingly: "Shi Yan, are you still friends? Is there anyone who talks like that?" Daughter-in-law will take care of you."

"Come on, you ruined the good afternoon activities, let's go first, you can play by yourself." Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Shi Yan pulled Mu Qing to turn around, "It seems that there is nothing wrong, let's go. "

Ever since Mu Chunhao's accident, Song Rongqin's attitude was very strange, always leaving time for them to get along alone.

The two of them got on their horses and quickly left the racecourse for the woods.

Mu Chunhao cursed and rubbed his legs, stood up straight, looked at Song Rongqin who was looking at him with a mysterious face, scratched his ears, and said with a blushing face: "Just now, thank you very much."

If Song Rongqin hadn't sacrificed his life to save him, Mu Chunhao might have been thrown off his horse. If he was unlucky, he would have died or been disabled.

Song Rongqin narrowed his eyes and looked at the 32-year-old man in front of him. He looked feminine, probably not very worried, his brows and eyes were loose, and he looked young.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over, "Wipe your face."

"Huh?" Mu Chunhao turned his head to look at him incomprehensibly, and instinctively reached out to pick up the personal belongings exuding a strong personal fragrance, and then heard the man ask casually, "Did you get hurt that night?"

"??!!"

When Mu Chunhao realized the meaning of the other party's words, the tall and handsome man had already mounted his horse and left the horse farm for the woods.

"..." So he knew who it was at the reception on the ship a year ago?

But it has been more than a month and almost two months! ! !

What does it mean to ask now? !

When the racecourse staff rushed over, they saw Mu Chunhao holding a hand-embroidered handkerchief under his nostrils and sniffing deeply, his face was dirty, his expression was obscene, and extremely trivial.

Shi Yan and Mu Qing rode horses and walked slowly by the river, the willows were breezy and the sun was shining, they were comfortable and comfortable.

"Mu Qing, is Song Rongqin divorced?" Thinking of Mu Chunhao's infatuation with Song Rongqin, he couldn't help asking.

Mu Qing absent-mindedly broke off a willow branch and nodded, "It's been almost half a year, and the Song family has been suppressing the news."

When Shi Yan heard this, she nodded, "It seems that Mr. Mu has no chance at all."

"Do you think they are suitable?" Unexpectedly, Shi Yan had the intention of matching Song Rongqin and Mu Chunhao, Mu Qing asked unexpectedly.

Shi Yan shrugged, "President Mu is quite nice, but his personality is a bit frivolous."

"When did you become friends?" Mu Qing was deeply curious, Shi Yan didn't seem like someone who would be willing to be friends with Mu Chunhao.

Shi Yan smiled and didn't answer.

Mu Qing immediately realized that the question had crossed the line.

I always feel that there is a very obvious boundary between him and Shiyan now, and even the moment the boundary is crossed, both parties can feel it, and then they each give in.