My soul pierces the white moonlight of my crush

There is only less than a week left before the date of going abroad, and the preparations that should be made have already been prepared. Su Yuan goes shopping every day and eats all the specialties of W City.

He didn't contact Su Zhihong, but the other party took the initiative to call.

Seeing that he was about to leave, and he didn't know when the next meeting would be, Su Yuan still agreed to come out and meet.

Zhang Ze suspected that Su Zhihong was interested in him, but Su Yuan didn't think so.But he was right about one thing, there was something wrong with that kid.

As for what was wrong, he couldn't tell, but he must have understood it after talking about it.

Su Zhihong met him in a teahouse.

There are not many customers in the tea house, and there is no one in broad daylight.

Su Zhihong booked a private room early, and when Su Yuan followed the waiter in, Su Zhihong had already arrived.

The two sat at the low table, watching Dr. Tea playing with the exquisite tea set, and the faint fragrance of tea permeated the air-conditioned room, refreshing.

After the tea was brewed, Dr. Tea left, leaving only Su Yuan and Su Zhihong in the room.

Su Yuan took a sip from the small white porcelain teacup, and the cup ran out.

Su Yuan felt a little funny.This kind of elegant thing is really not suitable for him.

On the other hand, Su Zhihong, the movement of picking up the teapot has an antique taste, and he really comes from a scholarly family, even if he is someone who has played games and cursed with him, but his upbringing and habits since childhood put it there.

Maybe it's because his parents doted on him and his life went smoothly. His personality is not as rigid as that of a scholarly family.

Helping Su Yuan add another cup of tea, Su Zhihong put down the teapot, raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

Su Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

I had never looked at him so carefully before, and suddenly found that his eyes seemed somewhat familiar.

He was silent for a while, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the corners of his eyes.

It seems...somewhat similar to him, but not exactly the same.

Su Zhihong's pupils are darker than his, but the shape of the eyes is very similar, some are narrow and narrow eyes, and the corners of the eyes are slightly tilted.

Are there so many people with similar eyes?

He never paid attention to these before, and sometimes even couldn't describe his own appearance, until he knew that Qiao Huai's eyes were exactly the same as his, and Su Yuan gradually became familiar with his own facial features.

The only thing that can be called good-looking in his facial features is probably only these eyes.

So such a pair of somewhat similar eyes pressed on Su Zhihong's face, just like Qiao Huai, did not affect the overall beauty at all.

Fortunately, he met Mrs. Su, and Su Yuan could tell that Su Zhihong looked the most like his mother, except for his eyes, everything else seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

Mrs. Su should have been beautiful when she was young.

While thinking wildly, I heard Su Zhihong calling him softly.

"Brother Yuan?"

Su Yuan was startled, only to realize that he had been staring at Su Zhihong's face.He smiled a little embarrassedly.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

Su Yuan waved his hand: "It's nothing. You said you were looking for me for something, but you don't know what it is?"

Su Zhihong let out an "ah", as if he didn't know how to speak, his hands on the table were clasped together awkwardly, and slowly rubbed.

Su Yuan looked at him puzzled.

He clearly said that he has something to say, but is it so hard to say it?

Is there something wrong with his father's condition?

Probably not, the surgery hadn't been done at that time... But what else can they talk about?

"Um...Brother Yuan, I heard that you grew up in an orphanage?"

"Yes, you also know?" Su Yuan was very calm.Being an orphan, Su Yuan never felt that there was anything to be ashamed of.

"If given the chance, would you like to meet your parents?"

I have asked myself countless times this kind of question since I was a child, and Su Yuan said without hesitation: "Is there any need to say it? Who doesn't want to meet their own biological parents?" He sighed, as if he was making a routine, " It's a pity that I probably don't have much chance. It's not that I haven't asked the orphanage, and I don't have any clues. I'm already thirty, where else can I find them..."

Su Zhihong seemed to have made up his mind and gritted his teeth: "Brother Yuan, may I tell you a story?"

The topic jumped out of the way a bit, Su Yuan looked at him puzzled.

Su Zhihong smiled faintly: "Listen to the end of my story."

Su Yuan nodded: "Then tell me."

That story was cliche.

Once upon a time, there was a young master from an aristocratic family who fell in love with his childhood sweetheart maid who grew up with him.

But the young master of this aristocratic family had a marriage contract since he was a child, and that lady was the daughter of a local high-ranking official, who had been abroad since childhood.The young master has never met his fiancée, and he never even took this engagement seriously.

But in those days, even without this marriage contract, the love between the young master and the maid would have been difficult to correct.The relationship between the two can only be concealed, and they secretly carry out their underground love affair.

When the young master was 16 years old, the lady of the senior official's family came back from abroad.

Family background, appearance, talent, this young lady has everything all by herself, and she will immediately become the object of competition among young people of the right age in the upper class.

Even that young master fell in love with her the first time he saw her at the reception held for her return home.

This is also impossible.Compared with the maid who can't read big characters, the knowledgeable lady has more common topics with herself. They can talk about the past and the present together, and they can recite poems together.

The two quickly fell in love, and the young master almost forgot about the maid.

Until one day, the maid told her young master that he was pregnant.

In fact, the young master still has feelings for the maid, even if he won't marry her, he still intends to take care of her for the rest of his life.But she did one thing wrong—she shouldn't have said it in front of the young lady.She thought that by doing this, the young lady would be able to retreat in the face of difficulties and win back the young master's heart.

The young lady has stayed abroad for many years, and she is open-minded, but she didn't seem too surprised.She even told the young master, since you already have someone you love, it's not good for me to be the third party. I will tell my father when I get back and ask him to cancel our engagement.

Such a generous woman, or such a scheming maid, which one will the young master choose?

The answer is obvious.

The maid was kicked out.

How could such an aristocratic family tolerate such an unruly woman?

Not tolerated by the master, not tolerated by parents, not tolerated by the world, and was scolded by everyone.When the maid left, she didn't even have a penny with her.A weak teenage girl who is still pregnant, what will happen to such a woman if she is kicked out?

Later I heard that the maid was picked up by the owner of a nightclub and turned into a prostitute when she was wandering on the street.

No one knew where the child she was carrying went, but what could be the end?Now that she has become a prostitute, can she still keep her own child?

After that, the young master married the young lady.

Perhaps it was because of the maid, the young master always felt that he felt guilty towards the young lady, so he was obedient to the young lady, and the two were deeply affectionate, and their reputation has been passed down to this day.

No one knew the existence of that maid, and everyone forgot about her.

As time goes by, the young master enters the age of knowing his fate, and gradually he will think of the time when he was young and walked with the maid.

In fact, that maid is not really so useless.

If she likes someone, she will risk her life to like someone.He remembered that when they went out to play together when they were young, they were chased by wild dogs. It was the maid who was holding a broom taller than her and beat the wild dogs away. A piece of flesh on her calf was torn off.In fact, she was more afraid than him, but she protected him so relentlessly.Because of this, she never wears a skirt.

She never even asked him for his title. If she didn't know that there was a child in her belly, how could such a kind person who tried her best to protect him hurt his reputation, how could she hurt the person he liked?

When he was finally willing to look back on the past, when he finally figured it out, it was too late.

He secretly went looking for that maid, but decades have passed, and the nightclub back then has long since ceased to exist.

He inquired about the owner of the nightclub, and he heard that the owner had gone to the United States more than ten years ago.

After so many years, if that maid is still alive, it is impossible that there is no clue at all.

She must have died, and even took the unborn child with her to heaven.

When one day, he learned from the doctor that he was seriously ill and could not be treated, he thought it was his retribution.

Until he met that young man.

A young man who looked exactly like him when he was young.

That was the only one who could successfully match his HLA, the only one who could save him.

The life that was abandoned by him from the beginning of conception 30 years ago suddenly appeared in front of him. Instead of allowing him to take revenge on him, fate saved him.

"That young master is my father."

Su Yuan didn't know how he got home.

He threw himself on the bed. In the dog days, without turning on the air conditioner, he wrapped himself in the quilt, but felt a biting cold.

That kind of chill kept rushing up from the bottom of my heart.

He imagined [-] possibilities, but he never expected to hear such a story.

The father who has been looking forward to seeing him for a while, for a normal boy, the father who should be his role model since he was a child, turned out to be such a person.

He knew that in this story, the child was not the most pitiful.The most pitiful thing was that maid, whose life and death were unknown until the end.

He drank a lot and didn't know if he was asleep or drunk.

He vaguely felt someone kissing the corners of his eyes, and he slowly opened them. In the darkness, the young man half-kneeled beside the bed, holding his face.

"Have you had a nightmare? Why are you crying?"

He took the young man by the arm and dragged him to the bed.

He didn't care about anything, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to forget the past that made him feel cold in the most primitive rhythm.