Uncle President, don't spoil me

Chapter 386

After that day, Mulan went to that bookstore every few days. The boss was very talkative. Mulan liked to chat with the boss. The boss had been to many places. He kept saying that those who like architecture should go to the outside world more often. Look at different places and absorb something different.

No matter how good the writing is, no matter how rich the content is, even if it is rich in pictures and texts, it is not as good as taking a trip and taking a look by yourself.

Mu Lan's right hand recovered very slowly, and she still has no strength to hold a pen, so she began to practice writing and drawing with her left hand. She is a very persistent person, and once she decides something, she will use all her strength, so now she can already She has written and drawn pictures with her left hand, but her left hand is not as sharp as her former right hand, but she believes that hard work can make up for it, and her left hand will definitely be easier to use than her right hand in the future.

Harwich would occasionally come to the bookstore. She seemed to like the atmosphere of this store very much. She often brought some blueprints with her and sat there for an entire afternoon. Mulan and her would chat with her occasionally. Although Harwich didn't know much about architecture, But she has been to many places. For beautiful things, a designer like her always has her own unique views. She is very confident and does not ask others to accept her ideas, but she insists on her own views.

In this respect, Mu Lan is very similar to her.

Mulan has a lot of things she likes, she doesn't ask others to like her as much, but she won't change what she likes easily.They are all stubborn and persistent people, or it should be said that as a designer or artist, they should have a persistent persistence in their own appreciation.

"Mulan, why are you here alone today?" Harwich approached the bookstore, only to see Mulan sitting quietly by the window sill reading a book, not seeing the boy who was usually by her side, slightly agitated. strangeness.

"He has something to do today." Mu Lan raised her head and smiled at her, "Aren't you going to Italy to watch the jewelry exhibition?"

The small talk during this period has already made them familiar. When Harwich met at the bookstore the day before yesterday, he mentioned that he would go to Italy to see the jewelry exhibition today. Mu Lan didn't expect to meet her today, and was a little surprised.

"Suddenly I don't want to go." Harwich shrugged his shoulders, but his brow revealed that he lacked interest in the jewelry exhibition.

Originally, she heard that there would be a design work she liked very much in this jewelry exhibition, called Heart of Dust and Tears.But before she left, she received news that the heart of dust and tears had been secretly taken away and would not appear in this jewelry exhibition, so she canceled the plan.She has always been a very purposeful person, since there is nothing she wants to see, there is no need to make this trip.

"Oh." Mu Lan nodded, the pencil in her left hand didn't stop moving, drawing something carefully.

Harwich came over, sat across from her, raised his eyebrows, "I haven't seen you for a few days, your left hand can already draw pictures."

She has a very special affection for this girl, which has almost never happened before. She has always been proud and cold, rarely interacts with others, and has few friends. She is a very self-centered person.

When I saw Mu Lan for the first time, I couldn't stop feeling distressed because of the injuries to her feet. She even massaged her herself. When I thought about it afterwards, I found it unbelievable. After a few chance encounters, she became more and more fond of this girl. heavier.

She has never met a girl like Mu Lan. She is still at an age when she should be acting like a baby in the arms of her parents, but she calmly faces her almost crippled feet and right hand. Her open-mindedness and calmness make even Harwich feel ashamed Rather, when she heard that Mulan was an orphan, she couldn't help but get close to her and wanted to care about her. I don't know if it was because she also had a daughter who was about the same age as her, so she felt this way.

"En." Mu Lan nodded, she likes to get along so easily, except for the fact that her mother abandoned her, which made her unable to let go, in fact, Harwich is a very good person, at least Mu Lan thinks that she is as outstanding It is a very strange thing for a designer to be so approachable.Of course, what she didn't know was that Harwich only showed some tenderness towards Mulan.

"If my daughter is still alive, she should be the same age as you." Harwich said suddenly, mentioning her daughter in front of Mulan for the first time.

The pen in Mu Lan's hand paused, and she drew a straight line on the white paper that shouldn't appear, but she quickly pretended not to care, and asked, "So you have a daughter."

"But, she was taken away just after she was born." Harwich sighed slightly with an inexplicable sadness on his face, "I don't know where she is now."

"Taken away by someone?" Mu Lan's left hand trembled slightly, unable to concentrate on writing, so she finally stopped writing and looked at Harwich, "Why was it taken away by someone? Isn't it your child? "

Could it be that her mommy really has a hard time?Mu Lan's heart twitched slightly, and she looked at Harwich who was deep in thought without any trace, trying to see some fakeness from her expression, but found nothing.

"In order to give birth to her, I was in pain for a day and a night, and then I fell into a coma for three days." Harwich smiled wryly, with a flash of pain in his eyes, "But I didn't even have the chance to hug her."

"Why?" Mu Lan didn't realize that her tone became urgent. Fortunately, Harwich was lost in memory, so she ignored Mu Lan's eagerness.

"Many things happen for no reason. Maybe it's best for her to leave my side." Harwich laughed at herself. She never mentioned her child to anyone, and she didn't know Why did she actually talk about that taboo topic in front of a little girl like Mu Lan? Perhaps in her subconscious mind, she needs a listener, and pure Mu Lan is the best choice.

"How can a child who leaves his mother be happy?" Mu Lan shook her head, "You adults always think that you will arrange the best path for your child, but you have never asked us what we really want."

Harwich looked at Mulan in surprise, and then thought that Mulan was an orphan, and her feelings came from her own growth, so she couldn't help smiling, and said, "But Mulan, everything is insignificant in front of life , don't you understand?"

"In front of life?" Mu Lan frowned, puzzled.

"If you leave me, you can grow up safe and sound. If you stay by my side, you will face danger all the time. You are still young. When you grow up and become a mother, you will know. No mother will willingly Give up your own child." Harwich's words were almost exactly the same as Luo Qing's, and Mu Lan's heart skipped a beat, as if she had a realization that maybe she really misunderstood her mother, maybe she really had some difficulties.

"I just hope that my child can grow up in peace, without pain or harm. Even if she blames me and blames me, I still won't regret my decision not to go to her later." A bitter smile came from this noble The corners of the woman's mouth curled up, Zixuan told her that the child was still alive and doing well, that was enough, she didn't expect to see her, nor did she expect to recognize her, all she needed was to know that her daughter grew up healthy ,enough.

Mu Lan bit her lip, and wanted to say something, she really didn't understand, for her, safety and health were not what she wanted, what she wanted was a complete love, was such a request considered a luxury? ?But seeing Harwich's eyes full of sadness and pain, she suddenly couldn't speak out again. Maybe Mu Lan was not the only one who felt the pain of separation, and she, the mother, was the one who endured the most.

The two of them were quiet and silent, neither of them said anything, but Mu Lan could feel that there was already something in her heart that was slowly melting.