Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Putting the phone away, Assistant Zhang nodded.

But I heard him add: "Be low-key."

Thinking of the car and the license plate hanging on it, Assistant Zhang felt enlightened.

Duan Qiongyu looked into his eyes and said, "Check it yourself and don't let anyone know."

Assistant Zhang understood that anyone, including Madam, nodded: "Fourth Master, don't worry."

Then he looked at the people on the seats and whispered: "Fourth Master, are you coming back?"

Duan Qiongyu did not answer. He rested his elbow on the table, his forehead on the back of his hand, and closed his eyes.

Assistant Zhang stood there and waited patiently.

Finally, the man opened his eyes, clear and determined to win.

Assistant Zhang was shocked. He had never seen the Fourth Master show such a look, a look that was all-or-nothing and desperate.

Even when he was talking about business, he always had an indifferent air, as if he was not interested in anything he was looking at.

It’s just that I feel more relaxed when I’m with Mr. Quan and the others, and I occasionally laugh when I’m growing flowers.

"Let's go." Duan Qiongyu stood up and walked outside, and Assistant Zhang quickly followed.

At night, the lights in the Duan family's study room were always on.

Duan Qiongyu sat back on the chair, rubbing the repaired jade pendant with his fingertips.

It started to snow again outside, covering the night with white snow.

On the first day he went to school, Assistant Zhang asked him why he suddenly wanted to come?

Maybe it was because he couldn't sleep that night and was drinking in the study. Inadvertently or by fate, his eyes fell on the flyer on the table.

He suddenly wanted to walk around in the garden, slightly drunk, walking under the moonlight.

In my drunken state, I saw the evening moon shining on the fields of flowers.

I felt you were waiting for me for no reason, so I came.

Putting the itch in his hand aside, Duan Qiongyu opened an encrypted folder on the computer.

For ten years, he never dared to open it.

There are countless photos inside, but there are only two protagonists.

It was so quiet in the study room that I could hear the sound of falling snow.

He calmly looked through the dusty photos.

In the photo, she is only nineteen years old, cute and well-behaved.

The deer-like eyes looking at himself behind the camera still made his heart tremble after so many years.

The hand that slid the mouse paused for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on a video.

Duan Qiongyu still clearly remembers the day when she moved to a newly rented house and he went to help her.

But in fact, he didn't know anything except physical work. At that time, he was still a young man who had nothing to do with his life.

Just eat, drink and have fun.

After he messed up the things she had arranged several times, she pushed him aside and gestured with serious annoyance, forbidding him to touch her things again.

Watching her walking around and packing her things, he suddenly wanted to take out his phone and record it.

In the video, the girl saw him recording the video and took the time to make a heart sign on her head.

Then continue to clean up.

Watching her sit on the ground and take out two mouthwash cups and a toothbrush from the box.

One white and one gray, the people holding up their mobile phones to record the video seemed to have discovered something, and said with a smile: "Do you need two mouthwash cups to live alone?"

The girl's ears turned red instantly, and she moved her butt with her back to him to prevent him from looking.

The camera quickly captured what she was doing, first writing on the sticker, and then putting the sticker on the mouthwash cup.

Yaoyao's, Qiongyu's.

The person who recorded the video said deliberately: "Oh~~it turned out to be for me."

The girl turned her head with flushed cheeks and held a sticky note in her hand. The next second the camera was blocked.

But it was quickly taken down, and it read: You are so annoying! ! ! !

Then there was no one in the video, only the sound,

Duan Qiongyu heard himself laughing: "Why do you have to carry your things on my back?"

A white and tender arm appeared in the camera from the side and picked up the mouthwash cup just now.

The video then moved from the living room to the bedroom and into the bathroom.

The mouthwash cup was placed on the sink.

The person who had to carry people on his back and record a video lamented: "Am I the legendary person who acts like a cow or a horse for others?"

The video ended soon, and the study became quiet again.

The person sitting in front of the desk had wet eyes at this moment. He took a deep breath, but in the end he couldn't control it. A large tear suddenly fell from his eye and hit the brown desk.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Breathing heavily, chest heaving.

He has cried three times since junior high school. The first time was when he asked if he was dating someone? She wrote on the paper: "Okay."

The second time he said break up, she smiled, but her eyes were filled with tears, and she gestured: "Okay."

The third time is now.

The first time I cried with joy, the second time I felt remorse, regret, and heartbreak.

But now, the longing accumulated over the past ten years is rushing like a dam, flooding my heart, and suffocating me with pain like a knife.

For so many years, he knew clearly that she was in the capital, but he didn't dare to check. He dreamed about her, but he didn't dare to inquire about any information about her.

But this time, she appeared and gave him hope. He didn't want to let go. This time he would die.

When she closed her eyes, the image of her falling down the stairs was still vivid in her mind.

He thought that by hiding her, she would not be exposed to his messy past and social life, but she was still pulled in by him, ridiculed, and hurt.

The most holy and pure white Yao flower was eventually stained with dust because of him.

He put his hand down on the table, clenched his fist tightly, and looked at the person in the photo.

I won't let you get hurt this time.

In the following days, Duan Qiongyu went to school almost every day. Zhang Mingli thought that he came to accompany him because he was alone in school, and he was extremely moved.

Duan Qiongyu didn't explain it, just let him misunderstand and have fun.

He just wanted to see if he could see her again.

But she didn't appear again until the New Year's Eve.

Assistant Zhang sent him what he found, and Duan Qiongyu looked at the Yulou Charity Foundation in silence.

Assistant Zhang asked a lot: "Fourth Master, do you want to see her now?"

Duan Qiongyu shook his head. This time he had to plan carefully, move his eyes downward, and make a game, a meeting.

…………

Two weeks before the new year.

Kowloon Mansion Villa

Jiang Xiannan has been on vacation and returned to Suzhou a few days ago.

The house is much quieter.

On the sofa in the living room, Quan Yu leaned on the sofa lazily and crossed his legs.

Cui Sanning crossed her legs on the sofa and leaned in his arms. She was wearing a V-neck beige sweater and jeans, with part of her long hair hanging on his abdomen.

Because she was leaning in his arms, her collar was slightly tilted and slipped, exposing one side of her collarbone, and the bright red cinnabar mole on it was eye-catching.

She has her computer on her lap, answering emails.

Quan Yu looked at the TV, which was showing the documentary she had just clicked on, and placed a hand on the top of her head, touching it repeatedly.