Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

There were young people in the square dance team, not to mention two beauties. They were immediately spotted by the elderly group, and from time to time, eyes would cast their eyes on the two of them curiously.

In the past, Xiao Mingyu was a very aloof person with the burden of being an idol. Wan Yue had "graciously invited" her many times, but she flatly rejected them all.

But now, how much she regrets and blames herself now, if she knew at that time that it would be like this in the future, she would definitely dance with Wan Yue and do whatever she wanted.

Regardless of other people's eyes, as long as she is happy.

Life is only a few decades.

Too many people live for the eyes of others, and for themselves in others' mouths.

Now, Xu Ruying is holding Wanyue's slender waist, her nostrils are filled with the rich fragrance of her body, looking at the light, her tear-filled eyes are clenched together in distress.

She was missing herself again.

She knows.

Obviously she was hugging Wanyue, they were so close, but Xu Ruying couldn't tell her that Wanyue was her lover.

Song Wanyue raised her head, looked into Xu Ruying's eyes, looked at the unshakable distress inside, and said softly: "President Xu, we have known each other for so long, can I stop calling you that?"

Xu Ruying nodded, she didn't dare to speak, for fear that her voice would reveal her weakness.

Song Wanyue said faintly, "Like a shadow."

Ming Yu...

Xu Ruying looked into her eyes, and a sour breath swirled in her chest a few times, she called softly: "Wan Yue."

crescent moon...

Dance steps change.

The past life, the present and the eve, crossed before my eyes.

The wind wiped away whose tears, and left a scar in whose heart.

Song Wanyue's eyes were red, and by dancing, she leaned her head gently on Xu Ruying's neck and smelled the faint fragrance of lemon on her body.

Even though it was very faint, she could still smell it.

Xu Ruying felt her body tremble, and knew that Xu was her name, Wan Yue, which reminded her of Ming Yu.

The pity in her heart was almost overflowing, but she couldn't comfort her, she could only hold her hand tighter, tighter...

Not far away, Huang Lan had already stopped dancing. She looked at the two people embracing each other quietly, with tears in her eyes, but the thing she had been doubting in her heart seemed to have been affirmed, and fell heavily. .

******

Wan Yue's condition has improved visibly with the naked eye.

Although she would often be tormented by missing tears, at least during the day, she became much more active.

She had fallen behind a lot in school, and she was devoting herself to work. Her colleagues knew that a relative had died in her family. Although they didn't know who it was, they all sympathized and took care of her.

And Wanyue's working environment made her surrounded by flower-like boys and girls, surrounded by the breath of youth, and the sadness was also diluted a little.

Another half month.

Her eyes are no longer so red and swollen, and she occasionally smiles lightly every day.

After this period of time, Huang Lan's body adjusted better and better. She even threw away the crutches and walked slowly occasionally. Xu Ruying came over almost every day to chat with her and do housework.

On the one hand, Huang Lan liked this child more and more, on the other hand, she also told Wan Yue in private: "You also work hard, and you may be able to get to the position of Mr. Xu in the future. time to chat."

Song Wanyue laughed every time she heard it, and replied softly and obediently: "I know, auntie."

A rare relaxation on a Saturday night.

Song Wanyue called Xu Ruying and asked her to come to the opposite door to drink the pimple soup she made.

Xu Ruying changed into casual clothes.

Ming Yu naturally likes lighter colors, but Mr. Xu is just the opposite, he always likes warm and gorgeous red or rich purple, which is completely different from the underworld full of evil spirits she saw in her dream.

Today, she changed into a light blue long dress. She just took a shower without applying makeup, her skin is crystal clear, and there is a platinum necklace on her slender and fair neck. She is sexy and boundless, and her long hair is like a waterfall. It's a completely different style.

She also deliberately brought the health care products she bought for Huang Lan, and every time she came to the door, she would use this "reciprocity" excuse to bring some things to Huang Lan.

Huang Lan didn't know about the health care products, but Song Wanyue had checked them privately, and the prices were all staggeringly high, which ordinary people couldn't afford.

She didn't dare to tell Huang Lan, but Huang Lan felt it more or less. She told Xu Ruying several times and insisted on giving her money. The person who doesn't touch outsiders is actually silent beside him, making Huang Lan helpless for a while.

Xu Ruying just knocked on the door with her things in her hand, and within a few times, the door was flung open, followed by a familiar loud voice: "Here, come, who is it?"

Heart tightened, Xu Ruying froze.

Zhang Hui, who was wearing a floral dress and her hair was coiled up, was also taken aback. She looked at Xu Ruying in surprise, her eyes were sharp, and she sized her up and down: "Are you...Mr. Xu?"

How could she come here to win the moon?

What is this situation?

Since Ming Yu's death, Wan Yue has always been welcoming to the outside world, except for those who came directly without saying hello, she basically never sees them, and they don't distinguish between closeness and closeness.

Zhang Hui grew up with her, and knows Wan Yue's seemingly soft but stubborn temperament best. She was rejected several times, so she silently waited for her to adjust her mood, and when the right time came, she let herself come over.

But today, she finally received a call from Wan Yue, who actually asked her to come over to eat the meal she cooked.

Zhang Hui, who was still working at the time, was about to drop her jaw. She couldn't wait to get off work, so she asked for leave and came straight here as if she had received an imperial edict.

On the way, Zhang Hui had many guesses in her mind.

In fact, before, what she was most worried about was Wan Yue's desire to go with Ming Yu.

She is the only one who has witnessed their ups and downs for so many years, I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it.

Knowing that after Wanyue called Aunt Huang over, she was relieved a lot. Although Wanyue was stubborn, Xiao Mingyu was her weakness, and she would not do anything extreme in front of the old man.

It's just that I'm afraid that the state will not be good.

After going, how should she comfort her?

When seeing Song Wanyue, Zhang Hui was a little stunned seeing her busy in the kitchen, stared blankly at the door for a few minutes without saying a word.

Then, the doorbell rang.

She unexpectedly saw Mr. Xu.

She knew Mr. Xu, and had business ties and contacts with Ming Yu before, so she knew this strong woman with a strong hand.

Now, Zhang Hui was a little confused when they first met.

How could she be here?

Xu Ruying was also a little stunned, she was thinking of something to say, when Wan Yue came out with a smile behind her, took the nutritional products from her skillfully, and looked at it: "Why didn't you buy vegetables today?"

Xu Ruying smiled and said, "I don't think it's very fresh. It's too late to go to the supermarket, and it's not fresh."

Wan Yue: "Then go early tomorrow to see if there are taro roots. I learned taro soup."

Xu Ruying was silent for a while, "Why don't you take your time."

Wanyue: ...

Zhang Hui:? ? ? ?

What... what do you mean? ? ?

How do these two people know each other so well?

Is there a situation?

She almost instinctively went to look at Huang Lan. Huang Lan was wearing reading glasses and holding a remote control in her hand: "Xiao Xu, you came just in time. Show auntie, the set-top box is messed up again."

Xu Ruying nodded, she went to the sink, washed her hands, and asked casually, "Hasn't Wanyue adjusted?"

Huang Lan felt a little wronged, "It's because she messed up."

Xu Ruying: ...

Seeing the old and the young went into the bedroom to adjust the TV, Zhang Hui turned her head, her mouth could almost be stuffed with an egg.

Song Wanyue wore a long white dress and light makeup today, and she looked better than before. She glanced at Zhang Hui and said lightly, "I know you have a lot of questions, and no one can answer them. You answer, so don't ask."

Zhang Hui: ...

She hasn't said anything yet.

It's just... It's been a long time since I saw such aloof Wan Yue.

In fact, in Zhang Hui's eyes, Song Wanyue was never someone to be easily provoked during her teenage years, especially during her rebellious adolescence in junior high school, at least not with the word "gentle".

At that time, she was simply a bully in the school, using all her clever little brains on painting.

She draws in class and also draws after class. When she is tired, she reads comics.

Zhang Hui also specially said to her: "Wan Yue, I see you draw every day, could it be the next Picasso? Draw one for me too."

Song Wanyue glanced at her, and casually gave her a runaway cartoon-style profile picture, "Here."

Zhang Hui looked at herself in the painting, who was grinning as if she had been beaten, and was silent for a long time, "You are so cruel, you can't get married."

and then?

Not only was she married, she was married very well.

Zhang Hui has never seen anyone who is as careful and gentle towards her lover as Xiao Mingyu in her life.

After the two of them got together, Song Wanyue's tongue didn't seem to straighten out and she spoke coquettishly like a cat whose feet had been trampled on. When they went out to eat, their hands and feet seemed to have polio and couldn't move. It was all Ming Yu. Serve her.

The way Ming Yu looked at her...it was just like glowing from the inside.

The most important thing is that Wanyue has really changed. She used to lead people to block the little sister who was making trouble in the corner, and she couldn't even open the bottle cap.

She loves playing and being lively the most, and she can't even make an appointment, so she obediently waits for Ming Yu to get off work at home every day.

Don't look at the eyes of the two of them together, it makes people feel like they are driving openly like paint.

When she painted Xiao Mingyu, the eyes, the brushstrokes... Tsk, it made people's teeth hurt just looking at it.

……

It is true that Wanyue made the dinner, and she is now at the end of the cooking period. Xu Ruying finished adjusting the TV for Huang Lan and wanted to go over to help, so she was only allowed to chop green onions, "Your skills are not good."

Song Wanyue's tone has the calmness of a chef, and Zhang Hui observes quietly from the side. She knew Mr. Xu before, but her bad temper is well-known in the circle. It is said that when she was on the company's board of directors, she directly made people unable to get off the stage. , Hearing what Wanyue said, she must be displeased.

Xu Ruying wasn't angry when she heard that, she just smiled and said, "Well, Wan Yue is very good now, I'm considered an intern."

Zhang Hui: ...

Then, she saw Xu Ruying, an intern, simply and neatly cutting the chopped green onions with the kind of knife skills that she had trained for a long time.

Seeing the very powerful chef Song Wanyue lifting the lid of the pot and almost burning her hands, Xu Ruying next to her was so frightened that she quickly pulled her aside and brought out the lump soup by herself.

This meal was finished in a very strange atmosphere.

The pimple soup is really difficult for Zhang Hui. In fact, she really wants to be like an inspirational mentor. She patted Wanyue on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Son, one failure is nothing, it is a successful mother. As long as you work hard, I believe your pimple soup will be very delicious in the future."

But the reality is that she has to say in a hoarse voice: "Wan Yue, I beg you, we will meet next time we meet, can we stop eating?"

Song Wanyue sat there like a white swan, she looked at Huang Lan: "Auntie, is it good?"

Huang Lan nodded, took a sip from the spoon, swallowed it hard, and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Wan Yue went to look at Xu Ruying again, "Ruying, what do you think?"

Xu Ruying also nodded, her eyes fixed on the soup bowl in the middle: "This bowl is mine, don't snatch it from anyone."

Zhang Hui: ...

Oh my god.

Thick soil.

She understands what it means to open your mouth and tell nonsense.

In the end, Mr. Xu was more particular about the later stage. She got up and went to the kitchen, cut a cucumber and a piece of bean curd, mixed a healthy cold dish for Huang Lan, and ordered a bowl of noodles for Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui's taste is almost the same as Wan Yue's, he likes spicy and strong flavors.

When the bowl of noodles came out, Zhang Hui almost had tears in her eyes, she took it with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Ruying sat down with a smile, she looked at Shang Wanyue's gaze, and explained leisurely: "I'm afraid they will grab the pimple soup from me, so I will make something else."

She did what she said, and she really drank a whole pot of soup by herself.

In order to digest the food, she swept the floor of the house again, and while sweeping the floor, she explained to Wan Yue how to do housework.

Song Wanyue responded perfunctorily, and halfway through, Xu Ruying answered the phone and went out. Seeing that the actual situation was in place, Zhang Hui dragged Song Wanyue over, "What's the matter with you?"

Song Wanyue was very calm, "What's going on?"

Based on Zhang Hui's understanding of Wan Yue, she would never change her mind so quickly, and the filter in her heart caused her to lose all affection for Mr. Xu: "Does she like you and covet your beauty? "

Under normal circumstances, Wan Yue would just roll her eyes at Zhang Hui and ignore it after hearing such boring words, but now, she actually looked at Zhang Hui with relish, "How did you feel it?"

Zhang Hui looked at her with an expression of "I knew it", "Isn't it??? Ordinary people who are not blind would admit that you are a chef??? Who without a long mouth would think that your cooking is delicious?? ? She also taught you to do housework, are you someone who can teach you?"

Song Wanyue: ……………

At the door, Xu Ruying, who finished the phone call, walked back very easily. She knew that the two best friends hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they must have something to talk about.

From the bottom of her heart, she also hoped that there would be more people to accompany Wan Yue. Xu Ruying thought about getting the handbag and leaving, but no one expected to hear such a series of death complaints at the door.

Song Wanyue was silent after hearing this, even Zhang Hui felt that Xu Ruying treated her differently.

Zhang Hui was a little upset, "Although I know that you will come out one day, and there will be someone by your side, but I don't want it to be her."

She didn't have a good impression of such a rich and powerful old woman who was still single.

For Wanyue, she should find someone as gentle as Ming Yu.

When Xu Ruying, who was standing at the door, heard that sentence - you will come out one day, and there will be someone by your side, a piercing pain spread down his chest.

This is the future she has known for a long time, but she dare not touch and accept the future.

Song Wanyue's pretty brows frowned, she looked at Zhang Hui, a little angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? How long has Ming Yu been gone."

As soon as "Ming Yu" was mentioned, Zhang Hui's anger dropped, but after all, she was a close relative of Wan Yue. She was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Isn't it? When we were very young, everyone The grandma in the yard said that no matter how painful the injury is, the person who can’t forget it will not be so dripping after three months, and will gradually calm down after six months. You always have to think about the future. "

Song Wanyue looked at her coldly, bit her lip: "Do you have to tell me this? Are you here to be a lobbyist today?"

Zhang Hui sighed, "Wan Yue, I just... I just..."

Recently, she often receives calls from Wan Yue's parents. They disagreed with Ming Yu and Wan Yue's matter very much. Over the years, the two elders were relieved when they saw their daughter's persistence. Now, they have left, although They will also be hurt, but they are more concerned about their daughter's future.

Such words, although they are heartless, only those who are close to them will say them.

Zhang Hui said slowly: "Am I not right? Wanyue, sadness always has an end, just like when I saw you today, you are much better, you..."

"Enough." Song Wanyue's eyes were red, she bit her lips: "What the hell are you trying to say? Huihui, are you here to break my heart? Are you trying to force me to love others?"

Zhang Hui looked into her eyes blankly.

Song Wanyue's excited eyes were red, her chest heaved, and she choked up: "Do you want to know? Well, let me tell you, since Ming Yu left, I haven't missed her for a day. I told her to love her For the rest of your life, you can’t lose even one day, do you understand? Do you understand?!”