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

Only A Yao, after being with her, he didn't let anyone know, including Quan Yu and Xie Jiu'an. They only knew that he hid a girlfriend.

What about others? It is said that the fourth master of the Duan family stopped going to any romantic places that year.

Why don't you let others know?

Quan Yu was still in the army at that time, and when he came back from vacation, he and his brothers had a gathering.

Xie Jiuan loudly said that the fourth brother had hidden a girlfriend. Quan Yu joked: "Is your girlfriend shady?"

He didn't answer at the time. In fact, it was not his girlfriend who was shameful, but himself.

Appearances come from the heart, and his Ayao has a bodhicitta heart.

He was afraid that she would know about his past, which he once thought was nothing.

But in front of her, he suddenly felt extremely unbearable and ashamed of himself. He regarded his past as filthy and did not dare to let her know about it, fearing that she would no longer want him, and fearing that the bodhi flower would be stained with dust because of him.

But no matter how careful she was, she was still hurt because of him. That day she repeatedly said sorry, over and over again.

Duan Qiongyu blamed himself so much that he wanted to kill himself.

He held her in his arms and begged her over and over again: Don't be sorry, okay, Ayao, you are not wrong, don't be sorry.

He stubbornly and fearfully looked into her eyes to confirm repeatedly: Ayao, do you still love me? You still love me, right?

It wasn't until he saw her nodding that he breathed a sigh of relief.

But she still left, quietly, and the Yaohua that bloomed for him finally withered in his hands.

After locking himself in his room for a day, Duan's mother called his assistant several times to inquire about his situation.

She also knew that she had done something wrong this time, and her son might not want to see her.

The next day, the assistant was doing work in the living room when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening upstairs.

The door that had been closed all day was opened. Duan Qiongyu walked downstairs wearing a white shirt and black trousers, holding a windbreaker in his hand.

The assistant quickly stopped what he was doing, stood up and said, "Fourth Master."

Duan Qiongyu nodded and hummed.

The assistant then asked: "Where is Fourth Master going?"

Duan Qiongyu picked up the car keys on the cabinet and said, "I'm going out, so there's no need to follow me."

After watching him leave and seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, the assistant called Duan's mother and reported the situation.

The car drove all the way to the Jade Carving Manor in the suburbs of Su Mubai.

He walked into the studio in the backyard. Su Mubai was wearing an apron and carving a piece of flawless Hetian jade.

It is a semi-formed craftsmanship ball, an extremely old craft. The outermost layer is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and there are dozens of layers inside, with layers of carvings, and each layer can rotate freely.

The eldest young master of the Su family has a pair of extremely skillful hands and an innate talent.

Su Mubai placed the carving knife in his hand upside down and gently swept away the jade fragments on the semi-finished product. Then he raised his head and looked at Duan Qiongyu: "Fourth brother, why are you here?"

Duan Qiongyu walked over, took out a velvet box from his windbreaker pocket and handed it to him: "See if you can repair it."

Su Mubai took it and opened it. The things inside looked familiar. He didn't ask how it was broken. He just said, "It's so broken that it's impossible to keep it the same as before."

Duan Qiongyu said nothing.

Su Mubai continued: "Is it okay if I use maki-e to repair it and decorate it with gold?"

Then he pointed to a jade bracelet on the shelf beside him: "Like that."

Duan Qiongyu looked up in the direction he pointed. After the broken jade bracelet was repaired, there was a golden lily in the crack.

"Okay." He looked away, paused for a while, and said, "I want to paint Bodhi flowers."

Su Mubai was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the pieces of jade in the box. For such a small object, the process of painting Bodhi flowers would be very complicated and difficult.

But under Duan Qiongyu's gaze, he still said: "Okay, I'll let you know when it's fixed."

Duan Qiongyu hummed and said, "Then I'll leave first."

"Fourth brother, why don't you sit down for a while?" Su Mubai asked

"No."

Turned around and left without making any unnecessary stops.

Seeing his back disappear around the corner of the corridor, Su Mubai retracted his gaze and fell on the pieces of jade again.

They all knew that the tickle and the jade were the fourth brother's fate, and they would feel uneasy if they didn't carry them with them.

The car was going very fast, Duan Qiongyu looked tense, and finally stopped the car on the side of the road. He put his hands on the steering wheel and pressed his head against it. Suddenly he raised his hand and slammed it down.

Weakness and anger are mixed together, but we can only endure it.

After calming down for about ten minutes, I turned off the car, opened the door and got out of the car.

Walking aimlessly on the street, his hands that were red from being smashed were stuffed into the pockets of his windbreaker.

Unknowingly, he walked to the door of a bookstore and looked up at the familiar store. Nearly ten years later, he still remembered everything related to her.

He stood at the door and refused to go in. The clerk at the cashier looked at him several times and was about to ask him.

But he heard his phone ringing. After the call was answered, Duan Qiongyu stood at the door of the bookstore and chatted with the people over there for a while. After hanging up, he walked into the store.

Seeing him speak, the waiter inside showed no intention of coming out to help.

This is a sign language bookstore that also serves coffee drinks.

The waiters inside all know sign language.

The store was quiet. In the past ten years, I don’t know how many times it has been renovated, but the decoration style has completely changed.

Everything is obviously different, but Duan Qiongyu still clearly remembers where the bookshelf is and what kind of painting is hung in which position.

There is also her favorite place to sit, the table in the corner by the window, because it is very quiet there and she doesn't like to interact with other people. The wide leaves of the potted plants can block other people's sight.

The sunlight outside the window happened to shine in and fall on her body.

She is as timid as a snail, afraid of the outside world, but full of curiosity. She always quietly pokes her head out and stretches out her tentacles when others are not paying attention.

Originally, she was enjoying herself, living in her world, being carefully protected by her relatives, and carefree. But because of him, he was forced to be exposed to the world, forced to grow, and then... hurt.

She walked to that position and sat down, looking out the window. The potted plant was gone, just like her shelter was gone, and it was all because of him.

A waiter came over and asked him in a low voice: "Sir, would you like anything to drink?"

Duan Qiongyu made a gesture, and the waiter was obviously taken aback. He nodded politely and turned to leave. He quickly brought a cup of latte coffee over.

Duan Qiongyu made a gesture of thanks.

Then she sat there quietly, just like she did before.

After a while, the waiter came again.

He asked him in sign language: Is your husband a teacher at a special school?

Duan Qiongyu shook his head and communicated with him in sign language.

The waiter was a little pleased, handed him a flyer, and said politely: "Sir, are you interested in becoming a teacher in a special school?"

"It's not fixed, just come when you have time."