Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

——Auntie, who do you think made this porridge?

Song Wanyue's tone was too serious, and Huang Lan was taken aback for a moment. She looked at her and repeated: "Xiao Xu."

broken.

She wondered if Wan Yue seemed to like Mr. Xu's appearance very much, and was she a little angry that she rashly accepted the porridge made by others?

Song Wanyue didn't speak any more, she lowered her head and fed another mouthful of porridge.

Huang Lan couldn't see her expression, but finally saw ripples in her bowl, "Son, you..."

Wan Yue shook her head, and wiped away the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand. She couldn't help it, and she said that she would rely on Huang Lan, but she worried again, "It's okay, auntie, this porridge tastes...very good eat."

It is very similar to Ming Yu's craftsmanship.

In the past, when she was sick and didn't want to eat anything, Ming Yu would make preserved egg porridge for her, drag her out of the bed and hold her in his arms, and feed her mouthful, sometimes Wan Yue felt uncomfortable and lost her temper. Ming Yu would also poke her nose with a smile, "Let me coax you again."

Song Wanyue waved her hands irritably: "Don't eat, don't eat."

What about Mingyu?She would never lose her temper with her, she would smile and feed her the porridge one mouthful at a time, so that she couldn't refuse.

Song Wanyue couldn't help thinking, maybe Ming Yu was always by Mr. Xu's side, so did she teach her?

Huang Lan looked at Song Wanyue dubiously, and said softly, "If you want to cry, just cry, don't hold back."

She also felt uncomfortable seeing Wan Yue pretending to be strong.

Wan Yue didn't say any more, she ate the porridge one bite at a time, she ate very slowly, she wanted to let the familiar feeling stay for a while longer.

But no matter how slow, a bowl of porridge will eventually be finished. Song Wanyue packed up the dishes and went to wash. Huang Lan was about to help, but she was kicked out of the kitchen, "Auntie, go to the sofa to rest, and I will take you with me later." Go out and buy some groceries."

Song Wanyue has been taken care of from birth to now.

She never took care of anyone.

Now, she can only recall Ming Yu's way of taking care of others, and learn little by little.

only……

Song Wanyue was washing the dishes, and couldn't help thinking of the past. After she finished eating, she hugged Xiao Mingyu from behind coquettishly: "Let me wash the dishes."

The morning sun was beautiful, and Ming Yu's dark eyes were full of heart-warming tenderness: "You go to the sofa to rest, don't you still have to prepare lessons?"

"But you cook, so I have to wash the dishes." Song Wanyue's eyes drifted a little, and Xiao Mingyu looked at her with a smile: "Have you heard some gossip from one of your students again?"

Song Wanyue's face flushed slightly, her eyes dodged, "I didn't."

"You still said no, you don't dare to look into my eyes." Xiao Mingyu put down the bowl, she wiped her hands, turned around and hugged Wan Yue, "What's going on?"

Huddled in Ming Yu's arms, sniffing the fragrance of her body, Song Wanyue was honest, she quietly said: "I heard from a student in the class that her parents divorced because her mother was lazy and let her father do everything. I don’t even care what I eat when I eat.”

She pursed her lips, and Xiao Mingyu's heart skipped a beat when she saw her pouty red lips. She couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed them. Her long hair slid down their cheeks, itching.

Song Wanyue was a little dazed by the kiss, she raised her head, looked into Xiao Mingyu's eyes, and couldn't help but punch her: "I just finished eating."

"Drinking and thinking about lust. Desire." Xiao Mingyu hooked the corners of his lips: "It's better to do some exercise with me than to think about it in your little head."

……

later later...

The capable Ming Yu not only washed the dishes, but also tortured her along the way.

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense in the future." Xiao Mingyu hugged Song Wanyue, who was dripping with sweat like a kitten and was huddled in her arms, and Wanyue leaned against her, weakly: "This is the truth that has been practiced through generations of blood and tears. A family must be fair."

After hearing this, Xiao Mingyu couldn't help scratching her nose with his hands, "That's because he doesn't love her enough."

She loves her enough.

Willing to do everything for her.

I can't wait to spoil her like a child, who would care about this with a precious child?

Unconsciously.

The water in the pool overflowed like Song Wanyue's tears. She took a deep breath, controlled her tears, and looked up at the blue sky outside the window.

Ming Yu...

If you are still here, you will definitely laugh at me for being weak and not strong enough.

But if you are here, how can you make me want to be strong.

……

Every scene at home, drop by drop, is the precipitation of her and Ming Yu's love in these years.

The corners are full of their laughter.

Song Wanyue felt uncomfortable, and it was a kind of escape for her to take Huang Lan out.

First, I took her to get her glasses fitted. When it was time to get her glasses fitted, Wan Yue deliberately and secretly agreed with the shopping guide, and told the old lady a very cheap price, the most basic price, and then she transferred money privately to pay, so that Huang Lan felt very happy. Can feel better.

The shopping guide couldn't help but smile: "You are really filial."

Wan Yue didn't speak, but couldn't help thinking that if Ming Yu was here, he would praise her for being smart and poke her nose.

Restraining her sadness, Song Wanyue took Huang Lan to buy some daily necessities, and she also bought some skin care products for her, especially for heart and brain. Song Wanyue saw Chuyun's calm and breezy appearance, and she pursed her lips, feeling pain in her heart.

arrive home.

Song Wanyue washed and dried the clothes and other things bought for Huang Lan. She wanted to wash underwear and other things, but Huang Lan blushed and took them over by herself, "My old lady is not a useless person, it's okay, it's okay, It's been a tiring day, go and rest, kid."

child……

She treats Wan Yue as she treats Ming Yu.

In this world, even her own parents no longer call her a child.

Song Wanyue didn't rest, she couldn't sleep at all, as soon as she closed her eyes, she would think about her and Ming Yu's past like a movie.

She went to the study.

She took out Huang Lan's medical insurance card from the safe, and she was going to take Huang Lan to check her body again, to make sure there were no sequelae, and to see the degree of the previous cavity.

This is what Ming Yu has been doing for Huang Lan. Just in case, there are various documents beside her. When she saw the awkward smile on Ming Yu's ID card, it was when she was renewing the documents. Wan Yue accompanied her. Yes, Ming Yu was very nervous and stern when taking pictures, and she was teasing her to laugh, Ming Yu squeezed out such an embarrassing smile.

In the past, Ming Yu carried the family up little by little, and she never told herself about the expenses.

But Wanyue knows that she has worked hard, and the salary card has been stored in her, because when the school pays money every month, she will receive a message reminder.

Song Wanyue has known for so long that Ming Yu has never spent her money.

Now, Ming Yu is gone, perhaps out of fear, Song Wanyue picked up a pen, and gradually recorded the passwords of various cards and where the certificates were stored.

She had never been so pessimistic before.

But now, she had to plan just in case. If something happened to her one day, she couldn't leave Huang Lan, an old lady, alone.

******

Early the next morning.

Song Wanyue seldom asked Huang Lan to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Huang Lan was happy to hear that, she is an old lady who has worked hard for half her life.

Not long after she left, people from Mingyu Company came, and Mr. Xu was among them.

Before that, Wan Yue received a message from Xiao He, knowing that they were coming, she was afraid that the old lady would not be able to bear it, so she let her go shopping for vegetables.

They are all at the leadership level, everyone is wearing Xiao Su's black, and their faces are heavy.

Mingyu's popularity in the company is surprisingly good. Over the years, the relationship between her and Wanyue has changed from initially timid to semi-open. Everyone understands it very well, and few people criticize it.

After the colleagues in the work unit knew that she had left, many people cried, and many people came to Ming Yu's funeral, but no matter how sad outsiders were, it was not her family.

As Ming Yu's top boss, Mr. Xu looked at Song Wanyue for a long time.

Wan Yue's eye circles are still a little swollen, and the responsibility is not very good, the skin that was once white as jade is now turning gray.

"We're here on behalf of the company."

Xu Ruying restrained the emotions in her heart, and the people around bowed their heads one after another. She said some simple words of condolences, and kept her eyes on Wan Yue.

Wan Yue was silent, she sat there, the broken hair on her forehead fell down her cheeks, she didn't respond to everyone's words, but every time "Ming Yu" was mentioned, her body would tremble slightly.

Sad to the extreme.

Every time someone she loved deeply was mentioned, it was like a severe whip in her heart.

It's an indescribable emotion.

Announced the news of his death to the person he loved and loved.

Even against someone else's body, she has felt the pain in her heart for a long time.

Until now, Ming Yu has another understanding of death.

In the past, she had seen all kinds of people suffering from serious illnesses in the hospital. They were either unacceptable, or in great pain, or they were happy and actively receiving treatment...

Each behaves differently.

But the grief in the hearts of their family members and close relatives is surprisingly consistent.

Perhaps, on the day of death, it is really like a lamp goes out, and there is no more physical pain.

But the pain left to those around them is eternal.

"The driver of the big truck has woken up. He is fully responsible. Their company covers the vehicle with full insurance, and he himself is also insured... and our company..."

Xu Ruying looked at Song Wanyue talking about all this softly, the person has already left, there is sorrow, and the rest of life is still to be lived.

In the end, Xu Ruying handed a brown paper envelope to Song Wanyue, and Wanyue looked at the one without moving.

Everyone understood her sorrow and remained silent for a long time.

Song Wanyue raised her head, tears glistened in her eyes, and said softly, "I can't take it."

Everyone who said this was stunned for a moment.

Song Wanyue stared into Xu Ruying's eyes, "We are not married yet."

Legally, she has no inheritance relationship.

Her wedding dress, which has been tried countless times, is ready.

But Ming Yu didn't see her, and only left her a wedding ring.

This is their ten-year tacit understanding. I am afraid that Ming Yu is also like her, thinking of proposing marriage after returning from a business trip.

But... this is also the last tacit understanding between them.

In the future, there will be no more.

The few people present were stunned. They didn't expect that she would suddenly say that, such a large sum of money, why don't you just let it go?

Xiao He who had been standing at the door suddenly squatted on the ground with red eyes, and she couldn't help crying.

She had heard the boss say many times that she was going to get married, and she had all the money ready.

God has no eyes.

It is too cruel.

Song Wanyue said softly, "All of her things should belong to her mother."

She didn't want this, even seeing it would hurt her heart once.

What is the use of more compensation?

If she can, she is willing to go bankrupt, give up everything, and only wants her Mingyu back.

Xu Ruying's hands clenched tightly, she bowed her head in a concealed manner, opened the leather envelope, and pulled out a piece of paper from the innermost one: "It's like this, when we were sorting out her belongings left in the company, we found that she had set up a will."

Song Wanyue looked at Xu Ruying with her eyes straightened.

Ming Yu made a will?

How could she make a will at such a young age?

Xu Ruying handed the will in front of her, and asked softly and gently, "Look, is it her handwriting?"

The curtains in the living room were drawn, leaving only a gap, and a faint light projected from the window, falling on Xu Ruying's face, illuminating the tenderness in her eyes, but the tiredness in her eyes and the bruises under her eyes could not be concealed.

In the past few days, she has been busy with various procedures.

She knew about Wan Yue and why she took Huang Lan over.

She has already left, and in this year, she will do everything for the two of them.

Living in this world, apart from love, material things are always indispensable.

The first thing she has to do is to let the two women have enough food and clothing, and don't worry about money.

Listening to Xu Ruying's words, Song Wanyue did not accept the will, she just stared at her in a daze, and sat motionless.