The lightness of the world of mortals

Fates' quarterly report meeting is on the first day of Mid-Autumn Festival.

This will be the first time that Ming Yue returns to City C to give a report as the general manager of the Dutch branch. She has scheduled her return trip for that weekend, which will skip the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Qinghui's invitation is like a thread holding her, maybe there are other things.

Speaking of Qinghui's invitation alone, the blood relatives she had sneered at when she was young now have more weight, and she doesn't want to neglect it.When people reach middle age, they do subtraction and addition.Lose those social activities that cannot please you, lose those ways of making money that damage the quality of life, and lose attention to the words and deeds of those insignificant people... The rest of the energy will be added, the foundation of life, the destiny Close relatives, beloved ones who promise a lot of money...increase your investment in these people or things.

The home in City C has been idle for several months, but she wants to spend this short vacation time on the west coast. She looks at the air ticket, City C to Los Angeles, which is the residence of Qinghui's family, and she looks at San Fran, but only After looking at it, he closed the computer.

Angie sent her a message from the Rhine in southern Germany: auntie, you should really come with me, the grape fields here are so beautiful.

She smiled, what beautiful scenery has she not seen?

Moby Dick's board of directors has come to the voting stage. The topic of this meeting is very small, but the directors are here for the first time.

Chen Xilin actually felt tired at this moment, as if everything was in vain.

Before the meeting she met with two people she could trust: Dean and Bai Henry, both of whom objected to Moby Dick's excessive involvement in "Rare Isle".Dean's loyalty to him is beyond reproach, Henry Bai is his own grandfather, even if he was biased in the evaluation of family affection, at least he will not harm himself, let alone Moby Dick, Chen Xilin thought.

Sitting opposite her, Bai Xi'en didn't talk much throughout the whole process, but there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. The light on the big screen was like a cold light, against the beam of the chandelier above his head, a sapphire-blue moonlight was reflected in Chen Xilin's eyes. The moonlight swirled between the evil smiles and turned to the eloquent Jack's face. Fortunately, he had the full authority to speak for Bai Xi'en, as if no one else knew about it, Chen Xilin thought again.

"Lynn, please don't think I'm against you. For this sake, I have only one position, which is all for the white whale," Jack said with momentum, as if adding credibility to his words, "I I am a shareholder, Moby Dick is good, I am good, Moby Dick is dead, I voted against the project in Damai, against the project of "Parity Island", but my negative vote did not turn the situation around. Now that "Parity Island" has been finalized, now The only way Moby Dick can go is to actively cooperate, don't let the world criticize, who let you be the person in charge of these two projects at the same time?"

"Jack," Bai Henry's old and turbid voice sounded, "you are talking about a sponsorship of 3000 million US dollars. As the helm of the surviving Beluga Whale, the starting point for me to consider this matter is not how Lynn is, but whether there is There are enough interests to drive Beluga to pay for this charity. The result of my consideration is no. I am against Beluga being the title sponsor of 'Rare Island'. But I am in favor of Beluga participating in this significant charity project, 1000 million I agree with the project funding."

The corner of Bai Xien's mouth slid down, and everyone's faces were more or less surprised. Bai Henry always made a concluding speech at the end of the meeting. Today, he was the first to stand up in the voting stage. His stand was clear and true. rare.

Dean and others took advantage of the situation and voted against him. Bai Henry's speech cleared the relationship between his decision and Lynn. Regardless of whether there were factors behind his actions that shielded Chen Xilin, this can be blocked to a certain extent. other people's mouths.

It was Chen Xilin's turn to vote, and the votes were evenly tied. She wanted to abstain from voting, so as not to lose the truth.But at this point, to abstain is to retreat, wasting the painstaking efforts of Bai Henry and Dean.

This world is like a huge stage. She wants to stay behind the scenes, but the crowd is desperately pushing her to the front.Where can others pave your way?In the end, you have to go to the end by yourself.

She knew this truth since she was ten years old, and at this moment the sledgehammer of fate was handed over to her again.This is also fair, the jedi bidding is what she wants to do, and "Rare Island" is also what she wants to do, so the final decision should be made by her, and the final responsibility should be borne by her, there is no injustice at all.

The blue color converged in her eyes, restrained, she lowered her eyes, keeping a low profile.

Qinghui laughed at the airport to let go of his suspicions, as if he had recognized this younger sister since she was born.

The night before, Ming Yu went to a Chinese shop in City C to buy two boxes of mooncakes and a bottle of good red wine.What else do you bring?Buying more and buying less will be seen as her gesture. It is best to take advantage of the festival, and these have become what should be bought.

"Xiao Yue," Qing Hui took advantage of the reunion to change her address, being intimate and not mentioning her different surname from his own, "If it wasn't for returning to work in City C, I could have returned on the same plane as Anji this trip."

"Ah, yes, there's nothing I can do with work." Ming Yue has not yet adapted to Qing Hui's new address for himself.

Qinghui closed the car door for her, and drove home, not going out for dinner this time.

"Huh? I remember Dad mentioned before that your name was originally 'Yu' next to the word 'Wang', right? Meiyu is here."

"Hmm...it seems so, I don't remember clearly." Ming Yue felt embarrassed, would he have to call himself brother and sister-in-law tonight?

"Actually, my sister can come back with Anji at that time." The sister-in-law suddenly answered the quarrel just now, and she didn't know whether she was slow in responding or she saw Ming Yue's embarrassment. Let’s go from Los Angeles, anyway, this will be your home in the future.”

"Oh," Ming Yu thought for a while, "I'm coming from Europe, so I'll make some detours by flying this way."

"Xiao Yu is right," Qing Hui said, "It's equivalent to flying an extra city C to Los Angeles and back. She came from the east."

"Oh, that's right, I always think of coming from Asia, so that's true." The sister-in-law muttered.

Along the way, there were all these homely gossips, and it took half an hour to arrive at Qinghui's house. The houses here are not very eye-catching, but you can tell that it is a rich area by looking at the greenery.

Qinghui's house is a small white lime building, very low-key, but the green plants inside and outside the courtyard are very artistically trimmed, which must be the work of a professional gardening company.

Angie came out, shouting "auntie".

"Angie, have you bought everything yet?" asked the sister-in-law.

"Flowers? It's all arranged."

When Ming Yue saw An Ji, he suddenly felt much happier, and reached out to give her a hug.

The sky began to get dark, and a full moon rose to the middle of the moon early.

"Your brother specially asked someone to airlift ten hairy crabs from Pingcheng. They just arrived this afternoon. They were all alive and steamed in a while." The sister-in-law said with a smile.

Ming Yu paused, "I'm interested." She couldn't say the word "brother".

"Tonight, we will have a reunion dinner while watching the moon, and we will spend a good time with the full moon," said the sister-in-law.

Ming Yue just smiled and nodded, she never thought that one day the "reunion dinner" would be with the old pervert's son's family.The "reunion" of most people in this world is with the same people: parents, parents and then spouses and children.Mingyue is different, she never knows who she should be reunited with. In the previous ten years, she was uncle, aunt, and cousin. When uncle was in a good mood, he would buy a few crabs from the market, and one end of the crab would be served on the dining table. The political struggles began. My aunt relied on my cousin's ignorance and wanted to put all the crabs in his bowl. My uncle would also feel sorry for Mingyu, but on the other side was his son and his daughter-in-law who might have to put on a face for a few days. , he put the male crab into Mingyu's bowl: "Fatty one, eat and see."

But in October, where can the male crab paste be fat?Ming Yu threw the crab back into the steamer and said in a soft Pingcheng dialect: "I don't want to eat it."

and after?Later, she was reunited with Yiwan, Hong Xinran, and Chen Xilin in delusion, but the moon did not go as fast as the breakup, and it became a delusion in the end.

The crabs are cooked, and the cage is bright red. Mingyu helps his sister-in-law move them to the open-air table outside the kitchen. The rice wine is warmed up. Qinghui prepares it according to the taste of Pingcheng people. The moon in the sky is also ready for people Appreciated, round and pleasant.

That round of moon was shining on Haicheng last night, Mingyu thought, who will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in Haicheng with whom?

She looked up at the moon, and the sudden tears receded just like that, and a gentle voice sounded in her ear: Look, whose heart the moon used to represent at that time, the result was the same.

How brave do you have to be to never forget?

"We are all considered as the first generation of immigrants," Qinghui's voice overshadowed the female voice, "the day of reunion is the same everywhere, as long as the relatives are by my side."

Ming Yu lowered his head, with a smile on his face, looked at Qing Hui, and nodded.

"That Chen Xilin also ran back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her family." Qing Hui said again.

The smile froze on Ming Yue's face, and An Ji subconsciously looked at her.

The sister-in-law brought out the soup, and when she heard the last sentence, she became dissatisfied, "How did we get to this point?"

The phone made a "ding", before Ming Yu had time to adjust his expression, he was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to look for it.

It was a familiar name and avatar, and Ming Yu thought for a moment that he was confused by it.

What I sent was a painting. There was a full moon on the painting. Under the moon was the dark river in C City, reflecting the lights of thousands of houses. In the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, Hong Xinran said that the scenery made people want to keep it forever. She said that there was God will paint it.

She thought that Hong Xinran had deleted her friend, but she didn't expect to receive this painting that was a few years late on such a Mid-Autumn Festival night.

What is it?Ming Yue's heart seemed to have overturned the five-flavored bottle, so complicated that he didn't want to reply for a while.

What did Qinghui just say?Chen Xilin returned to the United States?Back to San Fran?She is so close.

Ming Yue's heart beat rapidly and irregularly, her face turned pale, and she sat down on the chair.

When I looked up, I saw that Qinghui's family was looking at her with different eyes, mostly worried and questioning.

"Oh... Holland, nothing about work in the Netherlands." The addition of the last three words made the whole sentence inconsistent.

"Is it serious?" Qinghui asked.

"It's not serious, I'll talk about it when I go back."

"Sister, work is work after all, don't affect your life, don't worry about that today." Sister-in-law comforted her.

"Hey..." Ming Yu nodded.

Mid-Autumn Festival's female crab is full of yellow fat, Anji looked at the inner cavity of this inexplicable creature with disgust, and a shield was cast in his eyes.

The hometown delicacies specially prepared for Ming Yue, but she has no interest in enjoying them.

Under the full moon, Chen Xilin drove the car from the nursing home to Bai Henry's house.Henry Bai wanted to be reunited, but he didn't want to condescend to come to the nursing home, and Chen Xilin didn't want to bother his parents. What's more, his uncle's family was also with Henry Bai.She ate mooncakes with her parents in the nursing home, knowing that her uncle's family had finished eating, so she rushed to reunite with Bai Henry for the second half.

This road was unusually lonely tonight, and the bright moon hanging in the sky was very moving, reminding her of someone.She parked the car on the side of the road, leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette, thinking about Amsterdam in the early morning. Who will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in Amsterdam with whom?

She stubbed out the cigarette, and took a picture of the lonely road under the moonlight with her mobile phone. She had never sent it to Moments, but now she sent it.Happy Mid-Autumn Festival — she wrote.

She doesn't know how to set visible person permissions, but she knows that this one is only for one person.

The men and women in the office building in Haicheng were taking a lunch break. Jiang Ruojing swiped into Chen Xilin's circle of friends for the first time, and she confirmed again and again that it was Chen Xilin.

Lonely moon, lonely road, this is not "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival", this is clearly "I miss you".Jiang Ruojing was not stupid, she knew who Chen Xilin was sending this to.

Suddenly, without premeditation, she found a photo and posted it on Moments. It can be seen that the authority is... only Ming Yue.

The person who has been set with such a "privilege" just lay on the bed at this time, subconsciously opened the app for booking air tickets, and subconsciously filled in: fromlax...tosfo...

Swipe it out, turn it off, swipe it out, turn it off again... Her heart was beating hard.

One and a half hours, one and a half hours can be by her side, but is she still the same as she was then?

Ming Yu also mentioned breaking up, but her determination to break up was always lost to the other party's efforts to persuade her to stay in the next minute.

She understood, understood what she was thinking about, Chen Xilin's breakup was decisive, and Ming Yue believed that the ultimate bottom line of love is to give up.You can be noisy, you can be tortured, but even if you are noisy and tortured, you still have to be together and never give up.

It's been three months, and Chen Xilin hasn't looked back, she really gave up.

She kept her mobile phone aside, and the moonlight faintly emerged through the curtains.

She closed her eyes, opened them again after a while, took the phone weakly, read the emails, and swiped through Moments.

Bored, Jiang Ruojing posted a selfie with the title: Happy.

Ming Yu didn't want to read more, so he subconsciously scrolled down, the following one...

Was the following one actually sent by Chen Xilin?Is there something wrong with the software?She closed the window, opened it again, it was her.

That picture, that text, made her cry.

Suddenly remembered Jiang Ruojing's one, and turned it up again, 5 minutes apart, Chen Xilin said, happy Mid-Autumn Festival; Jiang Ruojing said, happy.Looking carefully at Jiang Ruojing's picture, she recognized the background of the selfie. It was Chen Xilin's car. Jiang Ruojing was sitting in the driver's seat, with a part of Chen Xilin's wrist faintly exposed beside him.

What did she understand.

On the reunion night, everyone, all the past, is in this mobile phone, reunited.