man in suit

No matter how strong the dam is, once there is a crack, it will bury the hidden danger of future collapse.

No matter how strong the relationship is, once there are signs of rupture, it cannot be restored to the past.

Holding a pair of small scissors in his hand, Mingchen half-kneeled in the garden with a small wooden bucket, carefully pruning and pruning the flowers and branches of the trees in the garden, and cutting off bad dead branches and leaves when he saw it. Human growth is the same.

Time is a pair of sharp and ruthless scissors. The barbs you should not grow, and the crooked branches that rob you of the growth nutrition will be cut off quietly, and you will reflect on your bloody self in the mirror, and then grow up.

Growth is always accompanied by pains, and these pains bring precious experiences that make you capable enough to steer the direction of this wheel of fortune.

Where are you going, where are you going, what is there, who will you meet, and who will be waiting for you?

A blurry figure became more and more clear among the flowers, gradually approaching, with a slightly lowered lip showing a serious expression, and a slightly chaotic fast pace engulfed in an unfriendly foot wind.

Putting the small scissors in his hand into the small wooden barrel next to him, Ming Chen in a gardener's suit stood up among the flowers. He was surrounded by a sea of ​​thorny white roses. The man looked extraordinarily cold and full of artistic melancholy temperament.

"Wen Xuan went out today, not here." Ming Chen said softly to the stern man walking towards him.

Of course he knew who He Hongxue was looking for, after all, he was so angry, it seemed that He Wenhan had already gone to look for He Hongxue, and it was not easy to make He Hongxue angry like this.

Delightful.

When the wind blows, a few snow-white rose petals sway and fly down from Mingchen's body. When the corner of his mouth raises a shallow arc, it seems that an invisible rain of white flowers has poured down, pouring all the anger off.

A faint fragrance of flowers lingered in his nostrils, and he was getting closer and closer to Mingchen. The flames that had been caused by He Wenhan were also slowly extinguishing the flames. When he passed through the sea of ​​flowers and came to this man, only a few Scattered Mars glowed red.

"I didn't come to look for him." He Hongxue watched the man in front of him getting more and more dazed, and there was an inexplicable overlap between the image of Tyrell and Ming Chen in his mind.

The sea of ​​white flowers swayed in the wind and filled with fragrance. The elegant and slightly decadent man was like a poisonous poppy, extremely beautiful and indifferent.

Just like in the garden of the Royal Palace, he hid behind the sycamore tree and watched quietly. He saw that the man was also carrying a small wooden bucket, wearing gloves, and holding small scissors. Although he was a gardener's buddy, he seemed to be creating Art generally makes one unable to take one's eyes off.

The same sea of ​​white roses, the same...

"Hongxue?"

Before he knew it, he was in a daze. He Hongxue frowned slightly, and looked up at Mingchen who was a little worried about him, but his response was out of calm and armed with a few sharp thorns: "Don't call me that."

"Sorry." Mingchen seemed to be a little regretful, and changed his address to He Hongxue with a slight smile: "Then...Mr. He, are you here to find me?"

The name Mr. He also made people feel weird. He Hongxue stepped forward and grabbed Mingchen's wrist, and said in a not-so-gentle voice, "I have something to talk to you about."

As he spoke, he dragged the person outside.

He felt Mingchen's reluctance before taking a step, He Hongxue turned back to look at the man suspiciously, at this time, a weak baby-like cry came from the nearby flowers, as if calling for something, with anxious emotion.

"Wait a minute." Ming Chen glanced at the hand still held by He Hongxue, then looked into the flowers at his feet, followed Ming Chen's line of sight, and He Hongxue found a thin and small cat.

It looks a bit too thin like malnutrition, but a pair of round eyes are very transparent and energetic.

"Do you have a cat?" He Hongxue let go of Mingchen's wrist, and looked at the kitten that kept barking at him as if in a demonstration, "I remember you never kept these kittens and puppies before."

"I picked it up, I looked pitiful and brought it back." Taking off the gloves, Ming Chen bent down and hugged the little kitten who was tense because of nervousness, and gently traced the little wild cat's fur with his fingers. soft fur.

It seemed to be extremely comfortable, even though he still yelled at He Hongxue, who was a bit rude to Mingchen, without giving up, his voice became softer and softer, until he called out a few times coquettishly, and lay comfortably on Mingchen's bed In Chen's arms, he was completely tamed in a short while.

"Let's go." With a cold look, when He Hongxue was about to turn around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the bow on the kitten's leg, as if his eyes were glued to the beautiful bow, and kept looking at him with complicated and puzzled eyes. Stare at the bow on the kitten's leg.

"I was bitten by a dog." Ming Chen casually explained, is there anything special about the bow tie?Why did He Hongxue keep staring at it as if he saw something.

"You tied the bow?" He Hongxue asked as the complicated and puzzled look in his eyes gradually subsided.

"Well, it's strange, isn't it?" Ming Chen smiled slightly, "Wenxuan thinks so too. But...it's pretty, isn't it?"

Without replying, He Hongxue turned around and walked out of the flowers: "Let's go."

Holding the docile kitten in his arms, Ming Chen followed He Hongxue and left the sea of ​​flowers covered with white roses.

He Hongxue looked a little menacing. Normally, in such a situation, he should at least sit up straight, not to mention fearful, but Ming Chen was obviously neither of the first two.

No matter what He Hongxue has said to him, what he has done, and what he is going to do today, Mingchen still maintains a leisurely attitude, sitting on the built-in sofa next to the window, letting the docile kitten lie down. On his lap, letting the gentle sunlight through the window fill his back and hair.

The man and the cat under the backlight are like a beautiful postcard.

Without saying a word, Ming Chen just smoothed the fur of the kitten in his arms, even though the person sitting in front of him was He Hongxue.

He Hongxue suddenly had a subtle feeling that Mingchen's behavior was too relaxed and natural, not that the man must submit to his prestige, but that Mingchen's indifference and leisure were very natural, not like It is pretended, and this kind of leisure naturally often requires a person to have enough confidence in himself.

This is a bit different from "Mingchen" who has a sense of inferiority and kindness in his bones.

In other words, it is very different.

His gaze stayed on the bowknot on the kitten's leg in Ming Chen's arms. When He Hongxue spoke again, although his tone was still calm, he did not have the initial anger.

"How much do you recall from the past?" He Hongxue asked straight to the point.

"Very sporadic, broken, intermittent, like a broken video tape, the picture is not coherent." Ming Chen still focused on the cat in his arms, his fingers glowed with a translucent warm light under the backlight , "I haven't told Wenxuan about this, and I don't want to tell him."

Ming Chen raised his head to look at He Hongxue, and said calmly: "He always cares about me so much, I don't want to make him feel worried, you are all busy recently, aren't you? There are always many messy things, although he rarely talks to me. I mention it, but I can see it."

"So you never talked about the fact that you recovered part of your memory. How did Wenhan know?" He Hongxue's eyes were somewhat attracted by Mingchen's restless fingers. Suet jade, exuding a faint gentle halo.

Gently stroking the cat fur in his arms, a few soft cat fur floated on the man's fingers, as if floating on the tip of his heart, itching.

Frowning slightly, Mingchen's brows were filled with melancholy, he shook his head slightly in distress, and murmured: "I don't quite understand...why Wenhan has always had an inexplicable insistence on me, my I'm older than him, and I didn't even just meet him, he used to hate me so much, why does he keep pestering me now..."

Ming Chen looked at He Hongxue: "He is afraid that I still love you."

"How did you answer?"

"I'm just a stand-in for you, am I not?" Ming Chen pursed his lips and smiled with relief, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, and said, "Now there is a person who loves a man named 'Ming Chen' person, rather than trying to see another person in me."

"It's all in the past, and I don't want to recall it... It's fine now, everything is fine, I don't want to lie to Wen Han, and I don't want to complicate the relationship between the few of us. I just want to settle the relationship as soon as possible." Just clear."

So he told He Wenhan about recovering part of his memory.

"One lie will only lead to more lies. I told Wen Han the truth, that there is no way I have anything to do with you. You never loved me, and I will never have any feelings for you again. "Ming Chen looked puzzled and looked at the man with narrow eyes: "Did something happen to Wen Han?"

I will no longer have any feelings for you.

The words were spoken so naturally and quickly that they sounded like words from the heart.

What Mingchen said is very correct, so what's the matter with this inexplicable irritability and sense of loss?

He Hongxue looked at the bow on the kitten's leg, and his thoughts seemed to be pulled and tied into a knot.