MTL - CEO Above, Me Below-Chapter 22 Three days in the forest

"Young Master."

Feng De came in from the outside, Xie Linlin, they just looked at him with disdain.

Feng De could not help but shake his head. This is the biggest difference between Xiao Nian and the woman around the young master.

The women around the young master are not stupid, they all want to climb the high branches and step into the sky. All of them want to please the young masters to make a lot of effort, and use them too much. They will involuntarily reveal the true side to them, all kinds of sly Look down

Unlike the little thoughts, they are very polite and very educated to all of them.

"Ok."

Miyao took a cup of good cocktail from Xie Linlin and gave a lazy response.

"Young Master." Feng De went to the front, "Young Master, is the practice of Miss Shi is too radical?"

"Feng De, it seems that you have exhausted the stewardship morality written by your life, you can't do it yourself." Gongou glanced at him unpleasantly.

Actually began to question the owner.

Feng De lowered his head and respectfully said, "I am worried about the young master. What the young master wants is not a child. In the unlikely event, Miss is quite good."

The news of the child is also sinking into the sea.

"That is that I am too tolerant of her, and when she tastes the dying taste, she knows that she is licking her mouth."

"just in case"

"Nothing, go out, get out."

Miyao didn't want to listen any more, and irritatedly took out the cocktail in his hand.

The delicate wine glass is broken and shattered, reflecting countless broken lights.

Miyao was angry, and Xie Linlin looked at each other and glanced at the culprits of Feng De, and then reluctantly quit, and Feng De retired.

There is only one person in the lounge.

He stared straight at the Lin Hai on the screen, looking at the back of Xiao Nian's back and going deep, slim, pale, like a ghost.

The sunlight from the gap of the green leaves sprinkled on her body, but made her look paler, as if she couldn't reach her heart anyway, she couldn't warm her.

It really has the ability.

Feng De is the steward who has been awarded the highest level of medals. He always remembers his identity. He has never said much. Now he will continue to plead with him for a woman who is a masterpiece.

Damn it.

It’s all because of this woman, because this dare laughs at the woman he told him to take medicine.

It is time to let her be taught.

In the eyes of Gong Ou, a cold light was shot, and the fingers were quickly mobilized on the remote control, and the hidden surveillance installed in the forest was adjusted to the front of the scene.

In the picture, when the little face walked facelessly, step by step, the long divergence fell on the shoulders, her behind the branches and leaves, the trees shadow mottled, the green leaves like the lake float around her, lined up She is like an elf

Miyao disliked herself and felt that she was beautiful at this time.

Daddy, when Xiaonian raised his eyes and looked forward, he was hitting the position of the hidden camera, as if he was staring at him across the screen.

The pale but beautiful face, in a pair of black and white eyes, there is no soul in the hollow, empty and sad.

It is like urgent need for human protection.

"Snapped"

The remote control in the hand fell.

Miyako looked straight at the big screen, and the heart tightened fiercely, like being held by one hand, and he couldn’t breathe.

On the first day of the forest.

When Xiaonian stepped on the grass, looking at the big tree that was high into the clouds, the sun fell from the top and fell in front of her.

Is this the last image of the world she saw?

Sleeping in the forest.

For a person who has never cared and no one believes, it seems to be a good ending.

She walked to a slightly larger open space, with a big tree on the ground. I don’t know why it was broken, only the annual ring was round and round.

When Xiao Nian sat down on the broken tree, he held a stack of white paper in his hand.

It was Feng Deqiang who gave it to her. He thought that since she was a cartoonist, she must have liked painting very much. It is good to find a point before she dying.

When Xiao Nian puts the paper on his lap, he holds the pencil but does not know how to write

I still remember her first painting of the character, the model is Mu Qianchu.

At that time, he was still a little unwelcome little blind, just behind her, likes to hold her hand.

"Little thoughts, draw me a little better."

"How do you paint at the beginning of the millennium? You look the most beautiful."

"Beautiful is to describe the girl really want to see what you look like."

"You can see it someday."

"When I see it, you will marry me."

The memory stopped like the water that stopped the brakes. When Xiao Nian looked down at the blank paper, the voice of the boy continued to appear in his ear, and he said to be married over and over again.

She forgot if she had promised at the time.

But she clearly remembers that in the attic of his home, the teenager stood in the window blowing the wind.

His beautiful eyes looked at her direction without a focal length. Seriously, "Father, I am afraid that if I expose the shame, I will be fostered in your home, and others will not like me. I am a blind man. I, Xiao Nian, you have to be with me."

At that time, Mu Qianchu also said, "If you are not there, I will see the world and I don't know where to go."

The teenager who once feared that she was not there and did not know where to go had completely forgotten her.

He knows where to go and goes to any place.

Only will not come to her.

A drop of water stained on the white paper and stunned a circle.

When Xiao Nian blinked his eyes, he reached out and wiped the tears from his eyes, then laughed at himself with a mockery.

It is said that people will recall everything in the past before they die. It seems that she is not far from the end of life.

"brushing"

She quickly picked up the pen on the drawing paper and drew the teenager in the attic. The tears were drawn into the eyes of the teenager.

On the second day of the forest.

When I didn’t eat or drink for a day, Xiao Nian was already hungry.

The stomach was painful for a while.

It was already desperate and numb, but she still had the instinct to survive. She just drank a little bit of dew on the leaves. A bodyguard rushed in to warn her not to touch it and directly knocked it off.

She can't get anything, even if it's dew, even a leaf.

They are constantly monitoring her and starving her to death.

Miyao is really awkward, and it’s better to die faster.

She sat on the ground by the broken tree, her long skirt was dirty, and she did not care.

She looked at the towering tree in front of her eyes and began to recall again. She recalled that she had been rebellious for Mu Qianchu in the past few years.

In the eyes of everyone, she is just a playmate in the early years of Muqian. Everyone thinks that she should not deprive her sister of happiness, and repeatedly stalks him.

Dad said, "Even if you are better than before the beginning of the millennium, it is only a child's business. He is growing up now, even if he has not lost his memory, he knows that he wants your sister."

Mom said, "Small thoughts, I really hope that I have never adopted you. Let's go, don't come back later than the New Year."

Don't go back.

Even after the New Year, she could not go back.

She thought that if she really disappeared like this, everyone would have a light breath together.

On the balcony outside the forest, Gong Ouyi stood against the white balcony, bathed in the bright sunshine, and called the earphones on the ear with one hand. "A post-acquisition press conference will arrange a director to go, no matter what. Then bother me."

Counting down the genus, Gongao hangs up the phone and glances in the direction of the forest.

Looking down, he has a tablet with the first technology in his hand, and the computer is a picture in the forest.

When I saw it, I was sitting in front of the broken tree, no matter whether the grass was dirty or dirty.

Dirty woman.

Miyao looked at the screen disdainfully, but did not turn it off, still staring straight.

Since he entered the forest, he has been staring at the surveillance, and he does not feel that his behavior is like a voyeur.

In that forest, there are scattered papers scattered on the ground.

The sun fell from the mottled leaves, shattered into a vertical light, and fell on her dirty dress, which was especially beautiful.

She didn't sleep all night, and she always wrote and painted on the drawing paper.

Bored woman.

Knowing to do these things before you die.

Daddy, when Xiao Nian put a pencil down, one hand pressed to his stomach, his face showed a painful expression

Finally I know the pain, it seems that I will cry and cry soon.

Gong Ou twisted the eyebrows, and my heart was a bit uncomfortable. This turned off the tablet and stopped looking at the picture above.

On the third day of the forest.

At the time, Xiao Nian did not ask for mercy.

The body collapses with the spirit, the stomach is hungry and unconscious, and the lips are cracked out of the wound.

It is said that he will die if he does not drink water for three days.

Is she up to the limit?

When Xiao Nian thought secretly, she could barely sit on the back against the broken tree, and her long hair fell down to cover her eyes. She couldn’t even force her to lick it.

so tired

Waiting for the taste of death is really uncomfortable.

Her body was softened a little bit, and the paper and pencil slipped from the body. She was lying on the ground, her head resting on the broken tree, and her long hair scattered loosely.

When Xiaonian squinted slightly, the light above the head constantly reflected different angles, sometimes transparent, sometimes colorful, flying birds, sounds crisp

It’s beautiful.

Beautiful as she was when she was a child, she stood at the door of the house, seeing the sun with a small cellophane, and then, than her high-ranking Mu Qian, appeared in her sight.

So dazzling teenager.

So dazzling sunshine.

Vaguely, she saw a vague figure coming slowly towards her. It was a teenager. He smiled and handed her hand. "Little thoughts, be my guide stick, take me outside. ""

His smile is still so beautiful, full of trust and dependence on her.

"Thousand early"

She twitched her chapped lips and read the name weakly.

No, thousand early.

You have seen the whole world and no longer need me.

"Goodbye"

She murmured, with all the helplessness and hopelessness, the long eyelashes trembled like a wounded butterfly wing, slow and slow.

Slowly, her eyes slammed up and closed tightly.