The wind poured in through the crack in the door, causing the murals in the hall to crackle at different speeds.
Huang Weidong helped Mingzhu sit down on the sofa. She continued to cry, crying on his shoulder, crying so sadly that she was hoarse. Through the coat, he felt her cold hands and thin body trembling slightly. He hugged her tight. She is so pitiful, yet so touching, even her crying look is charming. He held his breath and concentrated on restraining his impulsive desire. Suddenly, he let go of her, stood up, took a deep breath, and then poured her a glass of hot milk.
"Mingzhu, can you tell me what happened?" He sat down next to her and had a heart-to-heart talk with her. Mingzhu stopped crying, took the milk he handed over, held it in her hand, and warmed it with the temperature of the cup. After a while, she composed herself and told him what had happened. As she spoke, Mingzhu burst into tears again. Hearing this, Huang Weidong frowned, feeling angry and dissatisfied for Mingzhu in his heart, but he did not easily write this emotion on his face.
"Mingzhu, don't cry! Don't think of the worst, maybe things are not that bad" Huang Weidong comforted her, saying that he couldn't bear to make her sad.
At this time, his cell phone rang, and he looked at it and it was an unknown number: "Hello, hello!" He answered the phone.
"Mr. Huang, I am Daoming, has Mingzhu gone to your place?" Hei Zai asked anxiously. Huang Weidong motioned to Mingzhu to answer the phone, but she waved her hand weakly and refused. He turned and walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
"She's here with me, and you've gone too far. Mingzhu is so good to you, yet you secretly fool around with other women without telling her" Huang Weidong scolded Hei Zai angrily.
¡°Things are not as complicated as she said,,,,,¡± Hei Zai said sadly.
"That woman is already hugging you, isn't it complicated? Let me tell you, Chen Daoming, I treat Mingzhu as if I were my own sister. Fortunately, nothing happened to her today. If something happened to her today, I won't let you go easily"
"Mr. Huang, listen to me,,,"
"It's no use telling me, go and tell Mingzhu" Heizai wanted to ask Huang Weidong to let Mingzhu answer the phone, but before he could finish his words, Huang Weidong called him with a "crackling" sound. broken.
"Boy, it's not that I won't help you. The problem is that she is tired of crying now and is angry. I think you should let her have a good rest and explain to her yourself tomorrow!" Huang Weidong said in a slow tone, and then hung up. Telephone.
"Mingzhu, this has happened, but you have to live a good life for me in the future" Huang Weidong said, with a kind of family-like concern in his eyes. After saying that, he lit a cigarette for himself and continued: "You go take a hot bath first, and then have a good rest. You will be fine when you wake up tomorrow. I will give you a day off tomorrow and take care of your personal affairs first. I will take care of it the day after tomorrow. The contract of 'Kodak Company' is waiting for you to settle it. Zhang Hanmin of Minhua Hotel, the big piece of Kodak Company's pie, is keeping a close eye on it. He must find a way to settle this contract and transfer the customers from 'Minhua Hotel'! At this critical moment, please don't cause any trouble for me!" Huang Weidong looked at her with longing eyes. Mingzhu nodded silently, took the nightgown in his hand and went up to the guest room on the second floor alone, locking herself in it.
Huang Weidong knew that she felt very humiliated at this time, and he knew that it was a bit too much to give her the task at this time, but he was even more unwilling to watch Mingzhu bury his talents due to temporary emotional setbacks. He had seen this phenomenon and experienced it personally, and he didn't want to see her suffer any longer. He knew that work was the only cure for emotional frustration and could help her get out of her pain. This is how he survived after losing Xu Ruyun.
Huang Weidong stood at the door of Mingzhu, meditating quietly for a moment, then turned and entered his bedroom.
In the steaming bathroom, Mingzhu soaked herself in a large Japanese wooden barrel.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the phone in the bathroom rang: ¡°Mingzhu, don¡¯t soak in the bath for too long, be careful of catching a cold!¡± Huang Weidong called with concern.
"Okay, thank you!" Mingzhu responded softly. After reeling in the line, she climbed out of the barrel. After drying her hair and body, she put on her pajamas.
Facing the willowy eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes in the mirror, there is also the tall and delicate nose, and the expressionless oval face. "Is this me?" Mingzhu couldn't help but feel sad again. At this time, the scene of Hei Zai hugging Wang Fen seemed to reappear in the mirror. She grabbed the bottle of air freshener on the washbasin and pressed the nozzle frantically, spraying it all over the mirror.
Mingzhu was lying on the bed, lingering and sad, trapped in pain and unable to extricate herself. She began to envy the fools in the world. She would rather be a fool or a retarded child. She sadly thought thatThis is God's love for her.
The wind seemed to have stopped howling, and the previously turbulent waves seemed to have disappeared, and everything returned to calm. However, the indescribable pain cannot stop, and is still extending in the lonely dark night, boundless.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and it is deathly silent. Mingzhu walked downstairs and opened the door gently. The wind blew in her face, and her long white nightgown set off her pale face. She walked out of the Huang family's gate and came to the shore twenty meters across.
She stood high on the coast, looking down at the softly humming sea water at her feet, which was completely dark. She closed her eyes slightly. At this moment, bursts of "whimpering" cries echoed in her ears, as if they were behind her.