Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

Under Wan Yue's "big jump" suggestion, not only was Xu Ruying not driven away, she was also put on the bed to rest.

Song Wanyue was already very familiar with Mr. Xu's home, she pushed someone into the bedroom: ""You have a good rest, I will definitely not set fire to the house, nor will I cut my fingers, don't worry. "

Xu Ruying looked at her, still suspicious.Can she... rest assured?

Song Wanyue saw it, and picked up the blindfold next to her and covered her eyes, "Shouldn't a CEO care about the world? Even if the house is really burnt down, can't you just buy it again? Rest assured."

Xu Ruying: ...

This time I really don't worry at all.

"I'm really fine, just take a rest, why don't you go home and see your aunt?"

She tried to divert Song Wanyue's attention, but Wanyue didn't even look at her, and closed the curtains: "Your aunt is healthier than you by eating your nutritional supplements every day, at this moment she should be playing Landlord on the ipad and doesn't want to be disturbed. "

This was taught to her by Wanyue. Now Huang Lan is gradually getting acquainted with her neighbors. During the day, everyone can meet up to go grocery shopping, and at night they dance in the square together. Now they have started playing Doudizhu together online.

Xu Ruying was a little dazed when he heard it, and without realizing it, Wan Yue had arranged Huang Lan well, "Then why don't you rest?"

"I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you and leave."

I don't know what's wrong, Wanyue is very stubborn today, Song Wanyue glanced at her, as if she could guess what she was thinking, "The reason why my aunt and I can be free now is because of everything that Mingyu left us."

The money Ming Yu left was enough for them to live comfortably for a lifetime.

Wan Yue is not a person who is sensitive and obsessed with money, but intentionally or unintentionally, she will talk about it in front of Huang Lan, and show her the interest on the deposit last month.

I just want peace of mind.

That was the pension money left to her by her daughter.

Xu Ruying pursed her lips, and her mind that was still thinking wildly just now seemed to be caressed by something. She stopped talking and picked up the quilt to cover her body.

Wan Yue went to the kitchen to get busy, a ray of light from outside the window came in through the curtains, Xu Ruying lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, feeling her body temperature recovering little by little.

Weird feeling.

She obviously didn't have much expectations for Wan Yue's face, and she could forcefully drive her away, but after all, she was heartbroken and wanted her to stay with her. It seemed that only Wan Yue was by her side, her heart was stable, and her body Even got better.

Maybe this is what Mr. Xu said in the dream—the body is hers, but the soul is her own.

No matter which one is disturbed, the body will not be good?

It's just... What does Mr. Xu mean by saying that everything is a variable at the end?

Her body has been cremated, and after one year the agreement with Po Meng is over, she must go back, right?

Because she just fell asleep before, and because she had too many things on her mind and didn't have a clue, Xu Ruying lay on the bed tossing and turning for a long time but couldn't fall asleep, so she just got up and pulled on her slippers to go to the kitchen to have a look.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the kitchen, Xu Ruying heard a "cracking" sound of splashing oil. She nodded, oh, and saw that Wan Yue, who had just sworn to reassure her, was like a soldier on the battlefield, holding a pot cover in one hand and a pot in the other. The shovel was stirring the celery with a serious expression.

There was silence for a while.

Xu Ruying asked faintly: "What are you doing?"

Didn't you say you can cook?How to keep up with the battlefield?

Song Wanyue turned her head to look at her, and smiled slightly: "Do you know why Grandpa Xiao Ming lived to be 90 years old?"

Xu Ruying: ...

She knows her crescent moon best, if it becomes sharp, then there is really no one with her little mouth.

"Are you making egg and tomato noodles?"

Xu Ruying looked at Guo Wen, and Song Wanyue glanced at her, "Can you stop standing here and get in the way?"

Xu Ruying: ...

This mouth is so sharp that it is impossible to argue.

I still remember that when they were teenagers, when the relationship between the two of them had just started to have a conflict, Ming Yu avoided it. At that time, Wan Yue had already revealed her identity as Sister Xi Li at a young age.

The two of them are too different.

Not only the gender leap, but also the age. She thinks that in her heart, a large part of her regards Wan Yue as a little sister.

not to mention……

People have to be self-aware.

What is her origin?

What is Wan Yue's background?

She runs around every day to make a living, and her mother will rely on her to raise her in the future. Behind her is a messy family that gives her a headache whenever she thinks about it.

But Wanyue has been taken care of by her parents like a little princess since she was born. She also has an older brother Song Wanming who was sent abroad by his family when he just entered high school. She couldn't bear to part with the little friends around her, they might have been sent there long ago.

During that time, Ming Yu was troubled, she avoided Wan Yue.

In the past, before the two of them gave lectures, Ming Yu would go over earlier to chat with Wan Yue about school affairs, and when they were in a good mood, they would read books together.

But because of intentional avoidance, Ming Yu basically stepped on the spot, and gave lectures when he went, and asked Wan Yue to read books and make papers.

Song Wanyue looked at her several times, with forbearance and doubt in her eyes.

Until Song Wanyue's 15th birthday, the war broke out, and that was the first time Xiao Mingyu saw Wanyue's temper.

Ming Yu had just finished school and was about to go to Song's house, when she received a message from Wan Yue—Sister, today is my birthday, can you come over?

her birthday...

He's 15 years old, he's going to be a big kid soon.

Xiao Mingyu looked at the message over and over, her heart was tangled for a long time, and she walked to the flower shop next to the school unknowingly.

There were all kinds of flowers in the flower shop, dazzling red and dazzling pink, her eyes fell on the bunch of lilies alone.

At that time, Ming Yu was very controlling when it comes to pocket money, so she only occasionally went outside to take a look when she pursued romantic flowers like this.

But that day, by a strange coincidence, she spent 100 yuan to buy a bunch of fresh lilies.

The fragrance of lilies is very light, and it is refreshing to smell when you get close to it. The whiteness of the petals reminds her of Wanyue's fair skin.

Wanyue likes flowers. This is what Mingyu discovered when she was giving her extra lessons. There are often fresh lilies in her bedroom. A few times, when Mingyu went in, she saw Wanyue sniffing the lilies. The look of enjoying.

She was still smiling and asked: "Like Lily?"

Wan Yue nodded, "Yeah. Sister, do you like it?"

Xiao Mingyu: "I'm okay with flowers."

Her financial strength does not allow her to have any hobbies.

If you have to say, part-time work is probably her fanatical hobby.

Song Wanyue held the flowers, raised her head, and smiled slightly: "I feel that lilies are very pure, like a girl's feelings, pure and flawless."

In the future, she will also have such feelings.

At that time, Ming Yu thought this child was cute and precocious, and at such a young age, he actually talked about feelings.

But I kept my mind unknowingly.

After paying the money, Xiao Mingyu was going there with flowers, but along the way, she was still comforting herself and struggling psychologically.

It's okay, it's just my sister's concern for her sister.

For so long, the Song family has taken good care of her. If she doesn't go on Wanyue's birthday, the little girl will be sad.

Taking a step back, her money has already been spent, and it would be wasted if she didn't give it away.

It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. On the way, Ming Yu received a call from a neighbor, saying that Huang Lan accidentally fell down.

When Xiao Mingyu hurried home, Huang Lan had already been sent back by her neighbors. She was sitting on the bed, holding on to the bed rail with both hands showing a painful expression, as if she was trying to hold herself up and couldn't sit up. When she saw her daughter When she came back with a bouquet of flowers, she was stunned: "Why are you still buying flowers?"

She was a little dumbfounded, "You child."

"Where did you fall??? Why don't you go to the hospital???"

Xiao Mingyu ran over in a hurry, Huang Lan didn't look her in the eyes: "It's okay, but when I got up early and went out, I accidentally slipped on the ice outside, why go to the hospital? I put a plaster on it, and it will be fine soon .”

Xiao Mingyu was really furious, she knew that her mother was trying to save money, and under her red-eyed begging, Huang Lan was taken to the hospital by her.

Ming Yu ran up and down the stairs, registering, paying money, queuing up for filming... After a long list, it was already dark.

Fortunately, the doctor said that it was just a soft tissue abrasion, not to the extent of a fracture, so just go home and recuperate.

Only then did Xiao Mingyu breathe a sigh of relief, and Huang Lan murmured that the child was older and more obedient and began to be her master. When Mingyu took the medicine list and was about to pay the bill, the two of them quarreled.

Huang Lan didn't know what was wrong, she just didn't want the medicine prescribed by the professional doctor here, and she had to go home and use her own earthen plaster.

Xiao Mingyu said that it was useless to talk loudly. In the end, she couldn't help but leaned on the back of the chair with one hand and stared at Huang Lan: "Mom, are you afraid of spending money?"

Huang Lan, who was still eloquently defending just now, seemed to be strangled by the neck, and fell silent all of a sudden.

It's time.

The hospital has lost the hustle and bustle of the day, and there are mostly emergency patients.

The pale walls added to the depression in her heart. After a long silence, Huang Lan looked at Xiao Mingyu and said with difficulty: "It's my mother who is sorry for you. You should be reborn into a good family."

Her Mingyu is good-looking, with a good figure and good character.

If it wasn't because she was her daughter, she must also be a precious baby in the palm of her parents' hands.

But now... the pressure of the family has prematurely crushed Ming Yu's fragile body, making her unable to stand up straight in front of her peers. The worry on her brows is increasing day by day. in the eyes.

But she was so powerless.

I can only get up earlier, Huang Lan stepped on it, and went to the overpass on the street opposite her house, near the crowded place near the subway entrance. She got up at four o'clock every morning, cooked corn and tea eggs, and squatted there. Sell.

Although it was a little hard work, Huang Lan only wanted to stop being a child's bondage.

She hopes to make her Ming Yu more "children".

That was the first time Mingyu shed tears in front of Huang Lan since Xiao Mingyu's father left.

Huang Lan immediately panicked, Ming Yu didn't say anything, she didn't even need anyone to comfort her, she wiped away her tears, went to prescribe medicine and took Huang Lan home.

arrive home.

Huang Lan was lying on the bed, and Ming Yu rubbed the ointment for her little by little.

Since childhood, Ming Yu has been very good at taking care of others. These years, the mother and daughter have become more dependent on each other.

Under the dim light, Ming Yu's cheeks were thin and her eyes were reddish. Although she was not yet mature, she already had a unique style. Her red lips were pursed, and she carefully pushed the ointment away for her mother.

It hurts a bit, but it's bearable. Huang Lan went to see Ming Yu from time to time, wanting to say something to save the embarrassment. Unfortunately, Ming Yu stubbornly pursed her lips, her jaw and lips formed a line. She was young and already had a family. Lord's aura.

It wasn't until he finished applying the ointment to his mother that Xiao Mingyu murmured: "Mom, I will definitely study hard in the future and work hard to make money to make you happy."

The girl's words wrinkled Huang Lan's heart, causing her to lower her head in panic, and tears fell on the bed inadvertently.

……

Xiao Mingyu tidied up everything, and gave Huang Lan a simple bowl of noodles. After the two had finished eating, Huang Lan went to rest. She sat on the sofa alone and stared at the lilies on the table in a daze.

crescent moon...

She didn't go to her birthday party, she will be angry, right?

But... there must be many friends at her birthday party.

Maybe it's a tacit understanding.

Just when she was thinking about Wanyue, the doorbell rang, Xiao Mingyu got up to open the door, opened the door, and saw Song Wanyue outside the door, stunned.

Song Wanyue was wearing a white down jacket, with little snowflakes on her hair, her eyes were dark and mournful looking at Xiao Mingyu, her nose was red with cold: "Sister, why didn't you come to celebrate my birthday?!"

"I...I..." Xiao Mingyu was not a very discerning person, the sudden questioning made her speechless, Song Wanyue's nose twitched, she was too white, the white down jacket on her body, compared to her The skin is also slightly inferior: "What smell? Ointment? Are you injured?"

She grabbed Xiao Mingyu's wrist and looked at her anxiously.

When the delicate skin touched, Ming Yu's face became hot, and she withdrew her hand: "It's not me."

Her body blocked the door, she didn't intend to let Wan Yue in.

Wan Yue acted as if she couldn't see her. With her side, she nimbly and nimbly walked into the door: "Is that auntie? What's going on?" She lowered her voice carefully, "Did you go to the hospital?"

Xiao Mingyu stood behind her in silence for a while, "Go, it's nothing serious, just cultivate yourself."

Hearing this, Wan Yue breathed a sigh of relief, she skillfully unzipped the down jacket, and then untied the scarf round and round, perfectly transforming from a little rice dumpling into a young girl, "Wow, sister, you And bought me flowers."

Her eyes were very sharp, and she saw the lilies on the table at once.

Xiao Mingyu: "It's not for you."

When she was a teenager, she was very awkward and not good at expressing herself.

Song Wanyue had already hugged the flowers in her arms, her little face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes were full of happiness: "I just said, my sister won't be so cruel, she must be thinking about me, she bought the flowers, but the auntie got injured halfway and delayed it." Right? When I got home later, I was afraid that I would be angry, and I was too embarrassed to contact me. I had all kinds of entanglements in my heart, but I didn't expect to wait for me all of a sudden."

Xiao Mingyu: ...

Is this mature?

Seeing Xiao Mingyu's guessed appearance, the smile on Song Wanyue's face grew wider, her wet eyes stared at Xiao Mingyu without blinking: "Sister, I haven't eaten yet, cook me a bowl of noodles."

"Isn't it your birthday?" Xiao Mingyu looked at her in surprise, why didn't he even eat noodles?She thought that with Song's parents and Song's mother's love for her, it was very likely to buy a cake that was several layers high to celebrate.

It’s okay not to talk about this, but when I talk about Wanyue’s eyelids drooping, she is unhappy: “You have the nerve to say that, originally, my parents and Huihui said they would celebrate it for me, but I just want you to give it to me.” I've been waiting for you for your birthday, and if you don't come, don't tell me, and there is no phone message, so I have no choice but to come here by myself."

It's okay for parents, they still hope that their daughter can play with a child like Ming Yu who is both good in character and learning.

But Zhang Hui was about to explode, she was very dissatisfied with Song Wanyue's performance now, "Hey, hey, that sister of yours is so amazing? Where do you put us sisters?"

Song Wanyue pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes curved into a crescent moon: "My sister is very good. She studies well, looks good, smells good, and speaks softly and gently. Of course you can't compare."

Zhang Hui: ...

Xiao Mingyu looked at Song Wanyue anxiously, thinking that she must be very angry.

Wan Yue smiled and didn't mean to lose her temper at all, but said softly: "Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise I should have misunderstood my sister, I want to eat noodles."

Since then.

Xiao Mingyu is helpless with Wan Yue.

Clearly aware of her petty thoughts, but she couldn't refuse under Wu Nong's soft-spoken coquettishness.

That night, Mingyu cooked a bowl of egg and tomato noodles for Wanyue, which she liked very much. Wanyue ate happily. She seemed to be really hungry. In the end, she even drank the soup, and there was no leftover, "Sister, I In the future, I will not only learn from you, but also learn cooking skills from you. I just discovered today that eating a bowl of noodles cooked by someone I like is so happy on my birthday, and I will cook it for you in the future."

These words hit Ming Yu's heart, before, she could still see the liking in Wan Yue's mouth simply as sisterhood.

But now...

Xiao Mingyu didn't respond, and her heart was still complicated. Seeing her finish eating, Mingyu went to clean up the dishes. Song Wanyue secretly looked at the kitchen door for a while, and she said softly, "Sister, do you have something on your mind?"

She could feel that Ming Yu was not happy.

Although in the past, Xiao Mingyu seemed to be full of worries when he saw her, but at that time Wanyue knew that it was not because of her.

She knew that her elder sister Mingyu had a hard time, she was a person who didn't say anything and put everything on her shoulders silently.

She is very distressed.

I don't know when this pain started.

Maybe it was because her eyes were too gentle when she was lecturing to herself?Maybe it was her voice that got her down when she spoke softly to herself?Or...she likes her fingers so slender and beautiful when writing and holding a pen?

In short, she just fell in love with her sister, and she definitely liked her.

It is completely different from the liking between friends like Zhang Hui.

Before Ming Yu, Song Wanyue also had many little teachers, who were all angered by her in various ways, which made her parents angry and anxious.

She just doesn't like to study, and doesn't like the rigid knowledge in books. If she sits in a chair and listens to other people's lectures for more than 10 minutes, she can't stand it, just like there are nails in her buttocks.

But after Ming Yu came, she changed little by little, and even every time the time was approaching, Song Wanyue would run home full of anticipation.

Even Zhang Hui couldn't stand her, "When did you become a three-good student?"

At that time, Wanyue Moon was not only 10 minutes, but an hour was too short for her. It would be good if she could sit with Ming Yu for the rest of her life.

The girl's thoughts poured out wantonly.

Wan Yue's eyes are more and more glued to Ming Yu's body, she will suddenly blush, and her heartbeat will speed up because of her approaching.

It's not that Xiao Mingyu is ignorant of all this, she feels uncomfortable, but has been unable to bear to say anything.

Today, since Wanyue asked, she can just call it quits, "Wanyue, you are still young, there are some things—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Song Wanyue suddenly hugged her from behind, her strength was so strong that Xiao Mingyu had to hold the table with both hands to support her body.

"Hush." ​​Song Wanyue put her cheek on her back: "Sister, today is my birthday, do you want to see my tears?"

Xiao Mingyu bit her lip, she felt so uncomfortable that she was about to explode. This kind of affection was too unfamiliar to her who had always been indifferent. She pushed Song Wanyue away like self-protection. Song Wanyue didn't feel angry when she was pushed away. She looked at Xiao Mingyu with a smile on her head, "Sister, your heart beats so loudly."

The hot love in her eyes at that time was engraved in Ming Yu's heart.

Xiao Mingyu will never forget it all her life. She feels that it is the beginning of their love story.

In the end, she watched Song Wanyue sticking up again, holding her slender waist with both hands, and said softly: "Sister, you can reject me because you don't like it, but don't make a fuss about my age. I will grow up one day. At that time , you will find how sad and regretful it is to lose such a gentle lover like me, I can't see you crying."

……

Can't see her crying.

Then it was, and it is now.

In the past, everyone who knew the relationship between Xiao Mingyu and Song Wanyue believed that Mingyu had been silently taking care of Wanyue all the way.

In fact, it was just superficial, and it was Song Wanyue who really healed her life and made her walk out in the sunshine.

Her waning the moon is the salvation of her life.

nowadays.

Song Wanyue held a bowl of egg and tomato noodles in front of her, and said softly, "You can eat it."

Xu Ruying looked down at the bowl of noodles and picked up the chopsticks.

The noodles, although they don't look good on the outside, but when you eat them, the taste... well, not bad, and very familiar.

As for the familiar method...

Xu Ruying was absent-minded for a moment, perhaps because she ate something, and her weak body warmed up a little bit. At this time, Song Wanyue got a bunch of Bai Baihe from somewhere. She carefully trimmed the flower branches and put them in bunches. In the vase, the faint scent of flowers filled the room, Xu Ruying asked doubtfully, "What day is today?"

Why cook noodles and buy flowers again.

Song Wanyue carefully trimmed the flower branches, never raised her head, but her voice was very gentle: "Today is Ming Yu's birthday."

Xu Ruying's heart trembled violently.

"My Mingyu, I don't like sweets like cakes. Every birthday, I eat a bowl of noodles that I cook for her. So all these years, I don't know how to cook anything, I only cook noodles. "

Just to be able to cook for her for her birthday.

Xu Ruying looked at her, a soreness welled up in her chest, almost forced her to tears, she lowered her head in panic.

Song Wanyue still lowered her head, but there were little ripples in the vase, her voice was a little hoarse: "I want to say happy birthday to her personally."

--Happy birthday.

My Mingyu.