A Thousand Mountains and Evening Snow: Searching for Love and Leaving Traces

I wanted to inquire about Shaoqian's situation from Butler Ding, but a phone call from Mr. Wen called me back to Mu Xue. He said that the big boss suddenly called and asked each of us to submit a design draft of the coffee shop today. I had no choice but to bid farewell to Butler Ding and take a taxi back to Mu Xue.

When I returned to Muxue, I saw that all the people who had been resting had been hurriedly called back to the company, and one or two were sitting in front of their workbench and working hard.When taking over the design project, they were not required to submit the design draft, and Mo Shaoqian did not make such a request in the later meeting. The ones on the weekend actually wanted a design draft, which made their good weekend come to naught.However, this incident also confirmed the rumor that Mu Xue's boss had someone else, which made the gossip girls very excited.

I sat on the seat, turned my phone to vibrate mode, spread out the drawing paper and started to draw silently.I don’t know why, when I first received this case, I had a picture in my mind. I modified the design of METOO and added some of my designs. By the afternoon, my design draft was basically finished.Looking at the coffee shop with the shadow of METOO on the paper but different from METOO, I thought of WAITING, so I handed a copy of the design draft to Mr. Wen, said goodbye to my colleagues and went to WAITING.

Maybe it's because of the weekend, there are a lot of people in WAITING, and when I walked to the door, I saw several couples leaving disappointed because there was no place. I just wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the waiter in WAITING

"Miss, your seat is not occupied yet, would you like to come in?" A girl with a sweet smile looked at me and asked.

"My location? Do you know me?" I asked her in confusion.

"I don't know you, but I see you every time you come to our WAITING, and you are sitting in the same position, so I recognize you." She replied politely.

I followed her into the store, looked up, and sure enough, that place was empty.

"There are a lot of people today. Several people who went out just now said that there are no seats left. Why..." I looked at other seats full of customers and asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's like this, because this seat is a single seat, so many couples can't sit there." The girl said while helping me open the seat.

But I remember coming here before, this seat is clearly a two-seater?Why is it single seater now?I buried my doubts and ordered a cup of vanilla ice cream and a matcha cake.

I habitually looked up to the second floor, only to find that the lights on the second floor were on again.It seems that the boss of WAITING is here again.I always feel that the lights on the second floor make me feel kind and warm when I sit in this WAITING, as if someone is always with me.And the lavender and cherry blossoms in the vase on the table make me feel happy and comfortable.

It was getting late, and the guests of WAITING were gradually leaving. I looked at my watch and found that it was getting late. I was afraid that Yueying would be worried again, so I also left WAITING and prepared to go back. The copy of the copy fell in WAITING, so I had to trot all the way back to WAITING in high heels to get it.

When I was about to run to WAITING, I saw that the lights on the second floor were off, and I thought the door was about to be closed, so I had to speed up my pace again. Sure enough, the high heels and I had a grudge, and after running for a few steps, I felt my ankle soften , twisted the ankle.I had no choice but to squat down and rub my poor ankle. When I raised my eyes to look at WAITING, I saw Mo Shaoqian coming out of WAITING, getting into the car parked in the shadows and leaving.

Enduring the pain in my feet, I walked into WAITING and took the design draft. When I went out, I turned around and asked the waiter of WAITING

"Excuse me, is the person who went out just now your boss?"

"Yes, Miss, does he know our boss?" The waiter answered every question, "I don't know what's wrong with our boss, he comes here every day, but no one has ever recognized him."

"Really! I don't know your boss. It's just that I didn't see him when I left. Now I came back and saw that the lights on your second floor went out, and then I saw him coming out, so I guess it belongs to your boss. "In my desperation, I can still think of such an explanation.

As soon as I got back to Yueying's house, I rushed into the room and turned on the computer.Thinking of the figure of Mo Shaoqian in front of WAITING, the lights on the second floor that are always on, Metoo that used to be filled with hyacinths, and the lavender and pink cherry blossoms that filled WAITING, I have a vague idea.I googled the flower language of lavender and pink cherry blossoms, and two lines of words jumped out on the computer screen:

——The flower language of lavender is waiting for love, waiting for you to say you love me

——The flower language of pink cherry blossoms is waiting for you to come back

The cursor flickered on the screen, and I covered my mouth with tears streaming down my face.

WAITING, waiting, it turns out that he has been waiting for me to come back.

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