The lightness of the world of mortals

The car was running quietly in Amsterdam in the early morning. How could Ming Yu think that yesterday he drove happily to pick up Chen Xilin, and he would send her away early this morning, to an uncertain place.

She suddenly felt sad for this unpredictable and even more uncontrollable world.

A warm hand covered her hand on the middle partition, gently stroking the handed down emerald on her middle finger.

"I'm sorry, I ruined our reunion holiday..." Chen Xilin said softly.

Ming Yu shook his head, "What kind of holiday are you talking about at this time?" His voice was choked with sobs, "You just need to be safe."

The strength on the hand increased, and she held it tightly.

"Don't worry, Dean and the others are here. I used to assist in the investigation, and more importantly, to appease the victim's family. In fact, I think the worst outcome... the refugee city project can't go on, no matter how bad the jedi bid is. Failure," Chen Xilin bowed his head and smiled wryly, "Don't be afraid." She comforted Ming Yue, as if she was comforting herself.

Ming Yu was not too comforted. Whether it was the Jedi bidding or the refugee city project, Chen Xilin had devoted all of her efforts. Even before she got married with herself, these were the whole of her life. She thought so in her heart, but said on her mouth: " It’s good to think like this, we are still young, all of these failed once, and there will be many opportunities in the future.”

"Well," Chen Xilin said with a heavy voice, the car passed by a red brick house with stadsloket written on it, the dim light in his eyes was lit up again, "Is that the place where the marriage registration is done?"

Ming Yu looked in the direction of Chen Xilin's finger, "Yes."

"Why don't we register first?"

Mingyu subconsciously slowed down the car, "Okay," she giggled, smiling, with a hint of helplessness at the corners of her mouth, and resumed her speed, "Farewell, what's the rush? It's still the same day as the wedding in June manage."

That's what he said, and he knew in his heart that Chen Xilin was joking. This is not Las Vegas. How can you just register, you have to go through the formalities in advance, and you have to make an appointment in advance. go to work.

Even if these are all right, she is not willing to suddenly register in advance, and everything will proceed as scheduled.

"Honey, how long do you think we've known each other?" Ming Yu asked.

Chen Xilin turned to look at her, seeing her smile on her lips, her eyes were soft, she forgot her question, and said to herself: "The first time I saw you that year, I felt different."

"Ok?"

"I have seen many beautiful women, but you make me want to follow."

"why?"

"Because..." Chen Xilin sighed softly and leaned back, "You have no desire on your face. There are many beautiful women...the face is full of desire, want to be noticed, want to surpass others, want more material things , fame and fortune... even just want to hear praise, your face is completely absent, how strange it is, on such an occasion, the world of mortals, grotesque, your position is the sales director, and you are hosting a commercial reception, your face There was no desire to go up, and I was shocked."

Ming Yu's throat slid slightly, but he couldn't speak.

"I want to follow you and see what you care about."

The car slowly slid across the bluestone road, pulled over and stopped, the street was so quiet in the early morning, "What do I care..." Ming Yu looked at the road ahead, and whispered to her.

Her hand was solemnly held, and then solemnly stuck to the chest carrying a solemnly beating heart.

"I care about this." Chen Xilin said gently but firmly.

Ming Yu lowered his head, resting his forehead on Chen Xilin's, tears streaming down his face.

Chen Xilin kissed her tears, "Thank you for caring about this."

"Thank you, for understanding me." Ming Yu pulled the corner of his lower lip, revealing a tender look.

"Thank you for transforming me. I used to be a woman with desires, persistent desires, and I wanted to win. After having you, I let go. Buddhism says 'one thought of ignorance', you are my 'wisdom', Mingyu."

"Buddhism? Sounds fatalistic."

"Isn't fatalism bad? I used to hate fate, but now I think, if there is fate, it would be the best if the marriage between you and me was fixed early in the morning. What else can beat fate? No matter how hard you struggle, you won't be afraid."

Ming Yue laughed through his tears, "Fate is an excuse to be lazy, right?"

Chen Xilin gently pressed his forehead back against hers, "Don't be lazy, and manage well... By the way, what did you ask just now?"

"Well...it's not important, I want to say how long we've known each other..."

"Six hundred and two days."

Ming Yue was stunned, raised his head, and stroked Chen Xilin's cheek, "I hope it will be six thousand and two days."

"I will remember to remind you then."

"Is it a little early? Sounds like..."

"what?"

"Have you known each other for a few hundred days, less than two years, and you got married?"

Chen Xilin blinked, "I can't go back on my word," she grabbed Ming Yue's hand, "Do you want a child?"

"Huh?" Ming Yu couldn't keep up for a while.

"Or how many?"

Ming Yue smiled, but the smile froze for a while, she retracted her body and sat up straight, "Lynn, I'll tell you something..."

Chen Xilin supported his head with his hands, and tilted his head to look at her, "Say it." She seemed to have guessed what Ming Yue wanted to say.

"I... lost a child nine years ago..."

Chen Xilin thought of Jiang Ruojing's painful appearance when she had a miscarriage, and remembered the experience of Mingyu that she insisted on telling herself on the hospital bed.

She stretched out her hand and held Ming Yue in her arms, "I won't let you suffer like this again."

"You...don't ask me what happened?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are fine."

Mingyu looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the car window on her shoulder, tears rolling there, "If you want a child, let's do it together."

"What about you? Do you want it?"

"As long as it's ours, I want it." She thought of the gift left by Ivan, and couldn't help shaking her head, not wanting to mention it again.

The legal team formed by Dean flew five hours later than Chen Xilin, and compared to Chen Xilin, they had to do much more preparation work.Coupled with the flight distance, flight and other reasons, they will arrive one day later than Chen Xilin, so everyone agreed that Chen Xilin will take a rest when he arrives in Damai, understand the situation from the inside, and start all work after the lawyers arrive.

Even on the plane, everyone keeps in touch and updates each other in time when there is any situation.Just three hours after taking off, Chen Xilin was told that the sub-stations stationed in Dongxisuo had been intervened by major media. The media was like the most contagious virus, and half the world was reporting this incident for a while.

It even appeared on China's WeChat.Ming Yu flicked his fingers on the screen, saying that a small group of construction workers were dissatisfied with the inhumane workload, hid guns in a premeditated manner, and killed the supervisor... After that, there was unconfirmed news that the workers who caused the accident were The prisoners in the prison, who planned this rebellion, also wanted to escape from prison.

Ming Yue’s limited Dutch cannot read the local media news, so he had to search for reports from British and American media, hoping to get some more information, but most of the news from all over the world was copied, and the content he saw was almost the same.

Chen Xilin searched around on the plane and sent a message to Dean: Dissatisfied with the workload?Want to jailbreak?

Dean quickly came back: I have asked the local cooperative law firm to investigate whether the labor intensity of the workers is within the scope of the local law.

——What if it is indeed illegal?

——We will sue wm and reduce the liability of q fund to the greatest possible extent until it is reduced to zero.

—Where did they get the gun?

— It is not clear yet.

"Viruses" can mutate. Talking about time, the news has a new round of fermentation. Opponents who competed with Beluga for the Jedi contract have already used this matter to attack Beluga in time.

It's not weird at all, not weird at all... Chen Xilin thought.

——Dean, do you think this was an accident or someone designed it?

——We can’t make a conclusion yet. If you ask me about my personal preference, I’m not a person who believes in chance very much.

The phone in Bai Xien's hand was about to break, but from yesterday to now, all the people he was looking for were turned off.He was full of anger and had nowhere to go.

The phone rang, and he glanced desperately at the screen, but it was Bai Henry.

"Sean, where are you?"

"I'm in Hong Kong, Grandpa."

"Did you see the news about Damai?"

"Yes... just saw it, why is it so unlucky!" He gritted his teeth truthfully.

"Sean, do you know what's going on?"

"The news says they hired prisoners, worked too long, and the prisoners rebelled..."

"Do you know more things?" Henry Bai interrupted him.

"Then I don't know, I'm also asking around."

Henry Bai paused for a moment, the silence at this moment was so weird that it made one feel white.

"It's very troublesome," Henry Bai continued, "I'm already dragging the white whale into the water, it can't be like this."

"Hey, it's all Lynn's good deeds. When she was in the refugee city, I was afraid that Moby Dick would be implicated. Now everyone's worries have come true."

"It can't be like this." Henry Bai repeated himself, as if he didn't hear what Bai Xien was saying.

Just as Bai Xien was about to talk again, the phone was hung up.He looked down at his phone and threw it aside.

He narrowed his eyes, revealing a tone different from his usual cynicism, "Fuck you!" He said through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?!"

— But Dean, there's one thing I can't figure out... Why was the press silent for nearly forty-eight hours?I don't think that's out of the ordinary.

Chen Xilin frowned, the dryness in the cabin gave her a headache.

——I also have this question, lynn, I judge that someone blocked the news.

--who?Why?

——I can’t think of it for the time being, but for such a big event, the collective silence of the media for 48 hours is like you said, unconventional.

Chen Xilin felt his head hurt even more. If someone really blocked the news, what was the motive?No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem like a motive that is not good for the Q Fund. Could it be the missing Wang Qi?Assuming that this was an accident, Wang Qi blocked the news after the incident, trying to suppress it, but seeing that he could no longer suppress it, he left... So he disappeared, and the news went out...

No, no, no, Wang Qi doesn't have that much energy to block the news.

Who is it then?If there is such a person.

The plane landed slowly at Damai Airport, and Chen Xilin knew that Abadu and his brothers were already waiting.