Fake is true

Because there was business to be done, Yan Fangsheng was not the only one who went, Linda was also with him, and the two agreed to meet at the airport.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Linda changed her hair and wore a long casual dress. Her makeup was exquisite and flawless. When they met, she took the initiative to chat with Yan Fangsheng and apologized with a smile: "The road was blocked for a while, so I kept you waiting."

"I just arrived too."

Linda bought a direct flight ticket without changing the plane. Twelve hours later, the two landed in the United States.

After finding a car and rushing to the hotel booked in advance, Linda briefed Yan Fangsheng on the itinerary for the next few days.

They arrived one day early and set aside a day to adjust the jet lag. The next day they had to meet with the head of a media company in the United States. The specific time was nine o'clock in the morning, and they would go to the golf course arranged by the other party at two o'clock in the afternoon. Three days is Yan Fangsheng's personal time, Yan Fangsheng turned to go to see a doctor, the specific length of stay is to be determined, Linda is not clear about Yan Fangsheng's plan.

"If I need to make arrangements for you, I can also be with Mr. Yan in the future." Linda buckled the notebook and stood still.

"Zheng Chang should hope that you will go back soon."

"Mr. Zheng is not the only secretary beside me." Linda blinked, "I will follow up and help you confirm the progress."

Their hotel is facing the lake, and they can see the clear lake water when they open the curtains. The weather here is very good, and there will be no rainy days in the next month. The sun shines on the lake, and you can see sparkling waves.

Yan Fangsheng took a photo, but he didn't know who to send it to. In rare cases, he updated a Moments post.

Not many people added him on WeChat, and the number of likes was very small. Many former friends came to ask about his recent updates after seeing his update.

After Mu Zhou hung up the phone, he seemed to have completely disappeared, and his circle of friends hadn't updated his status for a long time.

The most recent one is a cake that was photographed, with the words "Happy, delicious".

When Mu Zhou returned home, everything was packed properly. Yan Fangsheng not only packed his things, but also hired housekeepers to clean up for him.

The packed cardboard box contained all of Mu Zhou's things. Mu Zhou opened it and looked at it, and found that Yan Fangsheng didn't help organize his painting utensils.

Probably missed it.

The rest of the things were packed neatly and placed in different categories, even the ornaments were arranged in sets.

After tidying up all the things and spreading them out on the ground, Mu Zhou saw the square boxes mixed among the decorations.

Of the twelve zodiac signs, only one gold coin jumped out of it. It was very conspicuous. It was the tiger that Yan Fangsheng returned to him.

The gold coin is smaller than the cap of the mineral water bottle, it is very thin, and it is cold in the palm of the hand. Mu Zhou took out the gold coin and stuffed it into his father's wallet.

He booked the ticket, and the destination was the mountain that his parents wanted to go to before the accident. He didn't think too much about it when he bought the ticket, he just wanted to see it.

Packing lightly, Mu Zhou turned to a gold shop and punched a hole in the tiger coin before leaving. He planned to wear it with a red string and use it as a pendant.

"Don't you need to make some decorations? You can mix it with Xiaoyu."

Mu Zhou shook his head, "Just do it briefly."

The shopping guide in the gold shop was very skilled, piercing and braiding the rope, and the movements were very nimble. After a while, the pendant was hung on Mu Zhou's neck.

"Is the length suitable?" The shopping guide stood behind Mu Zhou and helped him adjust the pendant.

Mu Zhou stared at the mirror in front of him, nodded, "It's suitable."

"Then I'll tie the knot for you."

Going out of the gold store, Mu Zhou took a taxi and went straight to the airport. He got in the car and reported his address, then put on his earphones. When he heard what the driver said and wanted to chat, he pretended he didn’t hear it. , the driver thought that Mu Zhou was asleep, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Mu Zhou leaned his head against the window, and the earphones were turned up loudly.

There was no delay when boarding the plane, and there was no problem. Everything went smoothly. Mu Zhou started to sleep when he got on the plane, and was woken up by the flight attendant in the middle of his sleep, asking him if he wanted something to eat.

Mu Zhou was a little hungry, so he nodded, but found that the other party handed him a cake.

The flight time is too short to serve only desserts.

Mu Zhou lost the desire to eat, the cake was left untouched, and the kid next door had already finished his portion, and he was staring at Mu Zhou's.

"Do you want to eat?" Mu Zhou picked up the cake and shook it in front of the children.

The boy nodded reservedly.

Hearing the conversation between the two, the mother of the child sitting on the outermost side was a little embarrassed, "Have you eaten a portion, you are not full yet."

The little boy touched his stomach, indicating that he still wanted to eat.

"Eat." Mu Zhou handed the cake to the boy.

"I'm so sorry, aren't you hungry?" the boy's mother shyly said.

"I'm not hungry." Mu Zhou put on the blindfold and continued to sleep.

It was already time to wake up from this sleep, the plane was about to land, and the radio was saying precautions. Mu Zhou looked out the window, and there were large white clouds dotting the space, and the sun was very fierce.

Before Mu Zhou came here, it was completely on a whim, and he didn't know about it in advance. After recalling the long sleeves and coat in the bag, Mu Zhou felt that he should throw them away when he got off the plane.

The weather is obviously not suitable, and I guess I can wear short sleeves directly.

As he predicted, when he got out of the cabin, he was faced with a gust of hot wind. Mu Zhou breathed hard, took off his coat and rolled up his long sleeves after getting off the plane.

Going out with the crowd, there are many hotels and drivers pulling people at the door, Mu Yiyi refused, and called a car by himself, the airport is still a long way from where he wants to go.

But because the place was too far away, Mu Zhou waited at the door for a long time but no one took the order.

A van driver went back and forth three times in front of him. Seeing that Mu Zhou was still in place, he took the initiative to ask, "Young man, are you waiting for someone to pick you up?"

"Yeah." Mu Zhou found a shady place, the sun was too strong.

"Can't find the car?" The man pouted and glanced at his mobile phone.

"I can find it." Mu Zhou didn't want to talk to him, so he stubbornly refreshed his phone.

The man saw the destination on his screen with sharp eyes, "Ouch", "Your position is too far away! No one wants to run."

"300 yuan, how about I send you there specially?" The man said with an expression of "you have taken advantage of this price".

Mu Zhou took a breath, the order was picked up, and the screen beckoned to the man, "I found it."

The man glanced at the price and clicked his tongue twice.

Realizing that he could not deceive anyone, he left angrily.

A while before the car arrived, Mu Zhou was thirsty, so he went to the store to buy a bottle of ice water. The boss put all the mineral water in the freezing area, and when he took it out, a huge ice floe floated in the bottle. Cool off your face.

The appointment arrived within 5 minutes, and Mu Zhou got into the car, and was almost repelled by the strong smell of perfume in the car as soon as he got in.

He paused at the door.

"What's the matter? Get in the car? You can't stop for a long time." The driver patted the seat cushion.

Mu Zhou took a deep breath and got into the car, quickly opened the car window and glanced his face out of the window.

"The road is a bit far."

Mu Zhou closed his eyes, his chest felt tight, he even wanted to go back and take the 300 yuan van, if that car didn't have such a strong smell of perfume.

The author says:

Yan Fangsheng: I'm leaving

Mu Zhou: Goodbye, I'm leaving too