Jinmu Qingli

The author has something to say: This is the second volume. Readers who have read Chapter 68, please read Chapter 68 again. I added [-] words, because the system dropped these [-] words.

The male protagonist in the second volume is a pure Englishman. What he said and what Mu Qingli said in England later are all in English, but since the readers can’t understand English, they are all in Chinese.

After getting on the plane, Mu Qingli didn't know that the first-class cabin of the plane that the butler bought for him was only for four people.Maybe, he wanted to make him safer.Mu Qingli sat in his seat, looking at the smoky world outside the window, the crowd was surging, and it was indeed very quiet here.

"Excuse me, please let me go."

A cold and magnetic voice came, and Mu Qingli jumped suddenly, his heart skipped half a beat, is it him?Looking for the source of the sound with uncertain and fearful eyes.

It was a pure British man, with a fair and handsome face, sharp edges and corners, a tall nose bridge, short golden curly hair, and a tall body measuring one meter. The most attractive thing was his eyes, deep and bright, ice-cold. His blue eyes seemed to be able to suck out a person's soul at a glance, his thin red lips were tightly pressed at the moment, and that light British-style attire set off his handsome beauty perfectly.

Mu Qingli took a look, then lowered his head, pursed his lips, got up and walked out of the seat.The man didn't even look at Mu Qingli who walked out. He didn't see Mu Qingli's face clearly and didn't plan to see it clearly. He couldn't even remember the face of the Chinese.

After putting the backpack on the shelf above the seat, he came out to make way for Mu Qing and motioned him to go in.Mu Qingli walked in silently and sat in his seat, and someone sat down next to him.Turning his head to look curiously, he unexpectedly saw the British man sitting next to him just now.And just so, the man also turned his head and looked into Mu Qingli's eyes.

What sad eyes those are, with pure black pupils, one can't help but feel sad when looking at them.The man broke away from Mu Qingli's gloomy eyes, and looked at Mu Qingli's delicate and fair face, which had a kind of sickly beauty. He was dressed in a white suit and dress, making him look melancholy and quiet, with an indescribable depression. Pain weighed on my heart.The man looks away from the front.

Are all Chinese people like him? . .

Mu Qingli's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned his head and continued to look out the window, the plane gradually took off, and the crowds outside the window gradually became small dots in his eyes, the feeling of overlooking all living beings after flying into the sky was a bit lonely.The plane is surrounded by the atmosphere, and what catches the eye are the clouds that I have been looking up to on weekdays.

How long had he endured before he got today.

His forehead was against the window, and his eyelids were slightly closed.The sunlight hit the slightly pale face and the black hair, making Mu Qingli's whole body covered with a layer of halo, as if it would disappear at the touch of a touch, making the whole person ethereal and weak.

What Joe Van saw at this moment was this kind of Mu Qingli. He took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Mu Qingli at this moment. This was the first time he had seen such an oriental boy.

================================================== ===================

Yu Jinxian sat on the pear blossom in the empty room, her eyes were dark and inexplicable, her thin lips were tightly pressed, her elbows were supported on her knees, her ten fingers were clasped together and placed on Leng Yi's chin, the outside wind was blowing through the breeze The open wooden window blows in, and the yellow hair of fallen leaves flutters, bringing in a cool breath of early spring, and the fragrance of peach blossom branches floats in the dark room.

He never came up.

The smile on the corner of Yu Jinxian's mouth widened, and she leaned back, with her hands on the window sill, her slender and muscular legs crossed, "Mu Qingli, you're still going to be so disobedient after all."

"Hahahahahahahaha-------" Yu Jinxian looked at the empty room with a smile, the corners of his eyes were wet, and the more he laughed, the more bitter he felt. At this time, it permeated the tip of his nose, surrounding him, even the wind blowing in couldn't blow away the smell that should have gone away long ago.

Shouldn't he have put it down a long time ago, didn't he dislike him, haven't they all been moved, why is he sad at this moment?

Yu Jinxian felt a dull pain in his heart, could it be him, after searching for so long, wandering around for so long, finally he felt that it was him, but it was Mu Qingli.

His eyes gradually became blurred, the pain in his chest became more and more severe, and the smell that escaped from the tip of his nose became the thread that pulled the pain at last, and it didn't break cleanly, making him numb from the pain.

================================================== ===========

When he woke up, he found that the man beside him had prepared his things, and the flight attendant on the plane was also reminding the passengers to get off the plane.Mu Qingli hastily opened his half-closed eyes, only to realize that he hadn't brought anything with him, and suddenly felt a burst of embarrassment. It turned out that he was alone in England, an unfamiliar place.He raised his head and looked out of the window, all of them were blond and blue-eyed people. The loneliness of being alone in a foreign land surrounded him, and he found that he was always looking out of the window.

Putting away his thoughts, he got up and walked out of the plane door. The foreign man walked past him calmly and got out of the car before him.Mu Qingli

He stared blankly at the man disappearing in the crowd and disappearing from his vision. He had to start over again in this strange country and strange crowd.The transnational card in his hand has also become the only source of income at this moment. Mu Qingli is walking aimlessly on the street with the card. Although he can speak English, he can't communicate with others, or who is he talking to now? It was very difficult to communicate. After all, he was imprisoned for three months and experienced physical and mental torture. He could only talk to the man who turned him into such a man, which made him even more reticent to the point of autism.

==========================

Yu Jinxian slowly opened his eyes, his deep eyes looked at the gorgeous ceiling above his head, he didn't know what he was thinking for a while, the air was quiet for a while, but there was a faint sense of danger.

"Is it him?" Yu Jinxian's cold voice said to the air.

"Yes, Your Highness, he is." Three meters away from the bed, a figure bowed respectfully to Yu Jinxian who was lying on the European-style bed and replied.

Yu Jinxian sighed and closed his eyes, the air was quiet for three seconds.Opening his eyes again, the once sad and obscure eyes were now covered with frost, and there was a chill.

"Go down and destroy what you investigated."

"Yes, Your Highness." The figure disappeared into this spacious and luxurious room, as if it had never appeared before.

"Mu Qingli, what on earth do you want me to do with you..." I had to close my eyes in recent years, and my chest hurts again, this time, what is the reason for the pain again.

============================

Mu Qingli has been here for four days. When he saw the hotel in The Langham Hotel London, he walked in and gave the card to the waiter at the front desk. He said "best" and was taken up.It was later recalled that this luxurious hotel is one of the member hotels of Leading Hotels of the World, and it has always been the best among luxury hotels in London.

But he also lives in, and he can still try to earn money.Mu Qingli got up and stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows. From this floor, he could see the panoramic view of London, just because he was staying in one of the presidential suites of this hotel.

He has stayed in this room for so many days, the scenery in London is very good now, there is no humid weather.He suddenly had the idea of ​​going out shopping.He picked up the card and room card and walked out of the room.

No one knows anyone in the crowded market, but many people are smiling face to face, and some even say hello.As Mu Qingli walked, he felt that he had come to a peaceful and beautiful country, and the gloom of many days dissipated.Across the street was a flower shop, Mu Qingli crossed the street and walked into the flower shop, a burst of fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

There is a sense of peace and happiness in the sea of ​​flowers. It is early spring and all kinds of flowers are slowly waking up. The flowers in this shop still have the fragrance of morning dew.

Jingle Bell……

The door opened and a mother with a little girl came in.

"Ms. Brown, new flowers came in today. They bloom in early spring. They are abundant in the Netherlands. They are very fragrant. You can take a look." The owner smiled and recommended the white flower seeds placed in the middle of the store to the woman.Mu Qingli's eyes followed the shopkeeper's instructions, and he froze for an instant.That is not another flower, it is a white hyacinth, which blooms among the gorgeous flowers, highlighting its holiness and purity.

"Oh! This flower is really fragrant. When I was traveling in China last year, I saw this flower under the window of a villa in China. At that time, the wind blew its fragrance over. I really liked this flower. I fell in love with it instantly. I like it. What's its name?" Mrs. Brown walked into the flower gallery where the hyacinths were placed in surprise, and smelled the fragrance of hyacinths intoxicatingly.

Jingle Bell……

The door was opened again.

"Yes, I think you'll like it. It's called Hyacinth. I didn't expect that there would be people who grow it at home in China. Don't you know its flower language? It's really strange. Maybe it's because of the fragrance." The shopkeeper stood by Mrs. Brown. Beside, talking about this white flower seed together.

Mu Qingli stared at the hyacinths surrounded in the middle, thinking of the flowers that Hua Qu personally planted downstairs in his house that year, remembering the meaningful words he said to him in the hospital, thinking of the withered flowers now I opened myself up but couldn't see it.Feeling sore in my heart, I opened my lips, and a sob choked in my throat, "Excuse me, what is the flower language of the white hyacinth?"

"Oh~ that's sad. The white hyacinth expresses sad love and eternal memory. I just learned about it too. It's really a sad flower." The shopkeeper said with a slightly sad smile.

Slap -----

Tears flowed out of the eyes uncontrollably and fell on the marble floor with a dull sound.

Why didn't you tell me what it means earlier?

Why didn't I realize the meaning of that time earlier?

The distance between us is really getting farther and farther.

The wind blew in through the curtain, took away the fragrance from the hyacinth, swirled in front of Mu Qingli, and dissipated in the air.

"Oh! What's the matter with you?" Both the shopkeeper and Mrs. Brown were surprised by Mu Qingli's reaction, frowning worriedly, they came to Mu Qingli. Mrs. Brown took out a tissue and handed it to Mu Qingli who was immersed in grief.

"These flowers are wrapped up, I bought them." A cold voice sounded magnetically, and Mu Qingli was familiar with it for a while.

"Okay, a total of three hundred pounds." The shopkeeper hurriedly reported the money when he saw the visitor, carefully packaged the hyacinths and handed them to the man respectfully.

The man came holding the hyacinth, and the fragrance of the flowers surrounded him. Joevan glanced at Mu Qingli, then turned and walked towards the door.

Mu Qing looked at the man who left with all the hyacinths in his eyes with tears in his eyes. Wasn't he the man sitting next to him on the plane?

The smell of hyacinths lingers in the flower shop. "Oh my god! Mrs. JoeVen is going to buy hyacinths!" Mrs. Brown covered her mouth in disbelief, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Brown, all the hyacinths in the store have been bought..." The shopkeeper looked apologetically. said the woman. "Oh! It's okay, remember to save a copy for me next time you buy it, it must be delicious at home."

Mu Qingli looked at the man's back in a daze, JoeVen?