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

When I woke up in the morning, Xiangxiu told me that I was a little uncomfortable. I shook my hand, and the coffee in the cup spilled a few drops on the financial newspaper.

"Take him to the pet hospital." I put down the coffee in my hand, without looking up, and continued to flip through the newspaper in my hand.Xiangxiu responded and went down.Although I kept flipping through the financial newspapers in my hand, and my expression didn't change a bit, I knew my heart was still tightening.Even now, I still remember the pain in my heart when I received the news that my cutie was hit and killed that day.

After I changed my clothes and went downstairs, I saw Xiangxiu preparing to go to the pet hospital with disgust.

"Mr. Mo, you want to go out?" Butler Ding saw me and came up to meet me.

"Well, ask the old horse to prepare the car." I took the shoes and exchanged them.

"Yes, Mr. Mo." Butler Ding turned around and called Lao Ma. I hugged the nasty in Xiangxiu's hands, and the nasty one who usually sees me hugs me. Today, he didn't move at all, lying softly in my arms, whimpering. Screaming, I patted its head and handed it back to Xiangxiu.

"Wait outside." Xiangxiu went out after hearing my words.

"Butler Ding, I'll take you to the pet hospital." Butler Ding nodded and opened the door for me.Sitting in the back seat of the car, I looked at the city through the window glass. In four years, the city has changed too fast, but why some things are still engraved in my mind as if they happened yesterday.

When I arrived at the pet hospital, after some examinations, it was confirmed that I just had a cold and nothing serious, so my heart finally let go.As soon as I got home, I heard the phone ringing at home.I didn't tell many people the phone number of this house, even that brat Mu Zhenfei.Apart from my deceased mother, the only one who knows this phone number is Tong Xue!

I hugged the disgusting thing in Xiangxiu's hand, then sent Xiangxiu back to the room.

"Steward Ding, who is calling." Walking to Steward Ding, staring at Steward Ding who hung up the phone, he asked, "The truth!"

"Yes...it's Miss Tong's call." Butler Ding didn't dare to hide anything, and told me exactly what was said on the phone.She peeked at me.

"When she comes to look for you, tell her that I'm not at home and gone out. Also, I hate that I took you upstairs." I just dropped a word coldly and turned back upstairs and returned to the room.

Holding the annoyance of falling asleep after the injection, I sat motionless at the desk.No movement from downstairs could be heard in my ears.

I heard the doorbell ring, and I knew it was Tong Xue.

I heard Steward Ding's conversation with her.

I heard Steward Ding say that I went out according to my account.

I heard Tong Xue asking about my situation, but Butler Ding seemed to talk too much.I opened the door and went to the stairs, looked down, and saw the figure I was dreaming of sitting on the sofa in the living room. I saw her put her hand on the handle of the game console. For a moment, I really wanted to rush down. I held her in my arms like this, but I restrained myself, I forced myself to turn my gaze, and quietly went back to the room.

I sat on the edge of the bed and made a phone call while stroking my nasty head.

"Wen Hao, I'm going to receive the coffee shop design draft from all Mu Xue's designers tonight, don't ask why, you know how to do it!"

"Okay, boss."

Sure enough, not long after, I heard Tong Xue answered a phone call and left in a hurry.

"Mr. Mo, Ms. Tong is gone. You haven't had lunch yet. Let me prepare some for you." Butler Ding knocked on my door and came in to ask me.

"Butler Ding, don't say what you shouldn't say in the future. Also, I'm not hungry, just warm up a cup of milk for me, and you can go down." I reminded Butler Ding without looking back.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I will pay attention to it in the future." Steward Ding closed the door nervously and went out.

I hugged and hated, looking at the sun outside the window, and sat like this for an afternoon, until the sun slowly set to the west.

Sitting in the waiting room, looking at the still vacant seat downstairs, I wondered if it was because of that design that she would not appear here today.Seeing more and more people in the store, I told the store manager to change the seat that used to be me, but now she sits every day into a single seat, and keep this seat for the person who sits in that seat every day Miss, at the same time, I also told the store manager that if other customers ask, he will say that this single table has been reserved.

The store manager didn't dare to question my decision, nor did he dare to explore the reasons for it, he just followed my advice.

Just when I was about to leave, I saw that figure lingering outside the store, as if she was about to leave because of the crowd, but the clever store manager had already sent a waiter to invite her in.Watching her take a seat and order drinks and cakes, my empty heart seemed to be filled.I saw her look up upstairs, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.When I was redecorating, I replaced the glass on the second floor with a special one. I could see her, but she couldn't see me behind the glass.

Looking at the smile at the corner of her mouth, I don't know whether to be happy or sad. I am happy that she cares about the boss of WAITING, that is, me, but I am sad that she cares about a strange man that I have never met.

In this way, I was upstairs and she was downstairs, and we sat until late.

Watching her leave WAITING, I turned off the lights on the second floor, stood in front of the WAITING door, looked back at the lavender and cherry blossoms in the room, and looked at the flashing "WAITING", I turned and sat in the back seat of the car , spacious carriage, only I am alone, I still clearly remember that time she sat next to me after she was drunk, leaning in my arms, talking drunkenly.

Tong Xue, do you know that I am waiting for you!

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This episode is written from the perspective of Mo Shaoqian, and the timeline coincides with Chapter 12

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