Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

Song Wanyue stared fixedly at Xu Ruying for a long time without saying a word.

In the past, when Ming Yu's colleagues saw her, Song Wanyue mostly held her hand beside Ming Yu and smiled shyly, or greeted everyone gently.

But now, when she didn't smile and looked at people with deep eyes, a fierce aura was faintly revealed, and there was also a little chill.

Xu Ruying was also looking at her, what was hidden in her heart was restraint and forbearance, but her face was calm and businesslike.

crescent moon...

Wan Yue... I'm sorry...

I don't know how long it took before Song Wanyue took over the will, her attitude was still neither salty nor weak.

The colleagues around her were all silent. Everyone knew that Xiao Mingyu went on this business trip for Mr. Xu, so they were not surprised that the family members would treat Mr. Xu like this.

What caught my eye was the familiar handwriting.

Song Wanyue just glanced at it, and her eye circles felt a little hot.

It's Mingyu's character.

She won't admit it.

The content of the will is very simple, it probably just explained that if there is an accident in the future, all property will belong to Song Wanyue.

It lists all her real estate, stocks, funds, and savings information in detail. It is very detailed, as if it has been prepared for a long time.

It's not that Xiao Mingyu didn't think about his mother.

The Xiao family's situation is quite special. Back then, her father passed away suddenly, and they had no one to rely on as orphans and widows.

Not yet eighteen, she has experienced countless heartaches, and the heavy pressure almost crushed her immature shoulders. If it weren't for Wanyue's company all the way, she didn't know how to hold on.

At that time, none of the seven aunts and eight aunts in the family stretched out their hands to give them a hand, and even wished to leave their wives clean, even passing by, they would not take a second look, for fear of being contaminated with something dirty.

and after?

When Xiao Mingyu's career gradually improved, those people began to have relatives with her again, and they kept a close-knit relationship, and they would come to Mingyu for anything.

Xiao Mingyu had always been indifferent to them, and couldn't get used to those faces, but Huang Lan was different. After all, she was in the countryside, living in a village, and she had to get over some face-saving matters.

Because of this, Ming Yu quarreled with her a few times, and Huang Lan couldn't bear it until the family members played the family card to stabilize the old lady, and on the other hand, when the old house's homestead was demolished, they cleanly removed her. Huang Lan's heart was really chilled after kicking out her household registration book and even taking over the yard where she lived before.

There is no better mother than a daughter.

If Ming Yu divided half of the property to Huang Lan, then those relatives would surely come over and make the old lady restless.

This is a kind of protection for her mother.

It is also the incomparable trust in Wan Yue.

Song Wanyue watched silently for a long time without saying a word.

The people next to him were a little uncertain, and they all turned to look at Mr. Xu. Xu Ruying's lips moved, "Miss Song, you..."

Song Wanyue was silent for a moment, then she slowly lowered her head, "I see."

Seeing the way she lowered her head, Xu Ruying felt as if her heart had been burned. She left in a hurry and left with her group of people.

She didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that she couldn't help crying in the next second.

Song Wanyue kept staring at the suicide note until the door was opened and Huang Lan came back from shopping, "Hey, the farmer's market next door is cheap and fresh, and the vegetables in the supermarket are really deceitful."

She put the dishes on the tea table, looked up at Song Wanyue, "What's wrong?"

She was fine when she left.

Why go out for a trip and come back feeling that something is wrong with Wan Yue.

Wan Yue didn't hide anything from Huang Lan.

She showed Huang Lan Ming Yu's suicide note, and briefly explained what happened.

Looking at her daughter's handwriting, Huang Lan couldn't help crying again.

Song Wanyue turned around, and gently hugged Huang Lan, just like Ming Yu comforted herself every time, patted Huang Lan's shoulder lightly: "It's okay, auntie, it's okay."

Huang Lan raised her chapped hand and wiped the tears on her face, Song Wanyue looked at her: "Auntie, Ming Yu gave me all the property because she couldn't worry about your relatives over there."

"I know I know……"

Huang Lan choked and nodded, the silver hair on her head looked sad, Song Wanyue said slowly, "I will put this money in the bank, and the monthly interest will be enough for you to live comfortably."

Huang Lanhong looked at her intently, "My old lady has nothing to spend money on, but you, son, you are still young, and you have to think about it for the rest of your life."

They have been together for so many years. Although they have not received a certificate, they are no different from a husband and wife.

She is an old woman who doesn't know how many days she can live. What does she need so much money for?

It's Wan Yue.

She may be sad now, but any pain has an end. When she comes out of the sadness one day, with her appearance and character, she will definitely find someone who loves her very much.

Song Wanyue knew what she was going to say, and said softly, "Auntie, I met Ming Yu when I was 13, fell in love with her when I was 15, and I have loved her for ten years." Her slightly red eyes gave a bitter yet happy smile: " These ten years have been a lifetime for me."

It was her and Ming Yu's whole life.

Huang Lan couldn't help crying again, she hugged Song Wanyue and patted her shoulder lightly.

Silly boy……

******

next week.

Huang Lan and Wan Yue are still digesting the pain of leaving their beloved.

They are still suffering.

But as time goes by, this pain seems to be buried under the tide of the waves, restrained and suppressed.

During this period of time, Xu Ruying always "encounters" with Huang Lan in the vegetable market intentionally or unintentionally during the day.

She had already figured out the rules of the old lady's going out, and gradually got acquainted with her, and even greeted her when she saw her. She was very grateful to Xu Ruying for her repeated help.

It's just that Wanyue is still the same, cold and cold, and Mingyu's departure made her seal herself up and prevent outsiders from approaching.

In the evening, Xu Ruying was still thinking about how to get close to Wan Yue at home. Her time was urgent and she couldn't keep procrastinating endlessly like this.

Just thinking about it, the doorbell rang, Xu Ruying was stunned, she got up and went to open the door.

The door opened, bringing with it a gust of cold wind.

Xu Ruying was stunned, she looked at the person in front of her, a little confused.

It was Wan Yue who she wanted to get close to with all her heart.

Wan Yue was wrapped in a white sweater, her long hair was softly draped over her shoulders, and she looked at Xu Ruying with affectionate eyes: "Can I come in?"

Xu Ruying nodded in a daze, she turned sideways, "You..."

Wan Yue looked into the room, "I want to ask Mr. Xu how to cook."

Xu Ruying is new here.

These days, her thoughts are all on the girls across the door, and she doesn't have much time to clean up.

She didn't have any luggage herself, so she brought a few long-wearing clothes and toiletries, as if she was staying in a hotel, and she packed them all in one suitcase.

Song Wanyue glanced quickly around the room, she turned to look at Xu Ruying: "Can I trouble Mr. Xu?"

Xu Ruying nodded, her palms were a little sweaty, and she was so nervous that she didn't dare to look at Song Wanyue.

Those eyes of Wanyue...

If it becomes sharp, Ming Yu's heart will beat faster if he sees it.

I still remember that in the third year of high school, Ming Yu was thinking about whether to enter a university in a nearby city with a higher scholarship. Song Wanyue's small person seemed to be able to see through her, her eyes were full of tears, and she stared at her without blinking. She: "Sister, I hate you, don't go..."

Because she came in a hurry, Xu Ruying didn't buy any kitchen supplies. After she took Song Wanyue to the empty kitchen absent-mindedly, she looked at Wanyue who was looking at her awkwardly: "I just moved here not long ago..."

Song Wanyue nodded, "Then go to my house, I have all the things there."

Before she came, she had already called Xiao He and knew that Mr. Xu moved here on the first seven days of the rain.

Many details seem to be coincidences.

In fact, Song Wanyue is also observing Xu Ruying these days, but she is cautious by nature, some eyes always fall on her inadvertently, and no one notices.

The kitchen is probably the most delicate place in Ming Yu and Wan Yue's house.

Because of Wanyue's gluttony, Mingyu dotes on her again. These years, she has learned from the Internet and from her colleagues. She often brags that she is already a five-star chef.

It's all five-star, can you not buy good cooking utensils?

Stand in your own home.

Xu Ruying was cooking, she tried her best not to show any abnormality, even as a left-hander, she tried her best to use her right hand to shake the spoon.

The weather was a bit hot, she was nervous, and there were flames leaning against her, Xu Ruying was sweating profusely, but Song Wanyue stood there with her arms folded, looking at her motionless.

Fortunately, Huang Lan smelled the fragrance and walked out, "It smells so good, hey, Xiao Xu is here?"

Only then did Song Wanyue turn around, her tone was gentle: "Auntie, I specially asked Mr. Xu to come over and teach me how to cook."

Teach her to cook...

Xu Ruying saw that Wan Yue didn't seem to learn at all, but seemed to be observing her from the beginning to the end.

A table of dishes.

Xu Ruying finished it quickly with her hands and feet. This time, she used her thoughts and didn't follow the previous taste, but deliberately aggravated the taste.

In the past, Ming Yu was the one who controlled Wan Yue's eating and drinking the most, and the kind that was rich in oil, salt, and chili was the one that restrained her as much as possible.

Today's meal should be very appetizing to Wan Yue.

Xu Ruying thought, she had been sad for so long, she might as well relax.

Huang Lan was at the side enthusiastically holding a rag to wipe Xu Ruying's sweat, Xu Ruying smiled at her: "Auntie is fine, you go and sit next to her."

Isn't it bad for your legs?Also, don't you know how to use a quieter tissue to wipe off the sweat?Why did you take a rag.

Glancing at Song Wanyue beside her from the corner of the eye, Xu Ruying shuddered.

Why didn't she know that Wan Yue's eyes were so deep?

When you stare at people, it's like holding a hook, and you must hook something.

"Are you nervous?"

Wan Yue asked faintly, under the light, her eyes were filled with watery light.

Xu Ruying looked at her: "It's a bit hot."

"Is it hot??? I put watermelon in the refrigerator, and I'll eat some later, but thanks for your hard work, Xiao Xu."

Huang Lan really showed her enthusiasm [-]%. She was originally an old lady with a little low self-esteem, but now, she is so cheerful not for herself, but for Wan Yue.

Living in the past few days, she still feels that she is not very adapted to life in the city. Although Wanyue is kind, she is still not used to living in it.

Huang Lan thought, wait until Wan Yue gets better and her mood recovers, then go back to her rural home.

She is an old lady, and she can almost see the end of her life.

But Wanyue is different.

Three dishes, one soup, under the reflection of the light, they are full of color, fragrance and taste.

Sitting there, Xu Ruying suddenly felt that she, as "Ming Yu", hadn't left, but was the same as before.

Family sitting together.

Xu Ruying's eye circles suddenly became moist.

If life can do it again.

She will definitely change her way of life.

She no longer expects such a high position, earns so much money, and is proud of how much she depends on Wan Yue and her mother.

She just wants to be with them.

Simple tea and light meals are fine, as long as the family is together is happiness.

She wanted to kneel in front of Wan Yue immediately, holding up a ring and begging her to marry her;

She still needs to spend more time with Huang Lan. If Huang Lan wants to, she can take her around to play. If she doesn't want to, she can just accompany her to do housework, chatting is also good.

However, this world cannot be rewinded after all.

Those were just ordinary happiness at that time, now it is not Xiao Mingyu who is with Wanyue and mother, and it will not be her in the future.

After dinner.

Song Wanyue was already proficient at cleaning up the dishes. She put on an apron and stood in the kitchen, washing the dishes bit by bit.

Xu Ruying watched secretly from the corner.

Song Wanyue combed her bun hair, her slender neck was fair, she still wore the ring on her ring finger, her movements were exactly the same as Ming Yu's.

After washing the dishes, Song Wanyue wiped her hands, poured warm water, and bent down to take out the medicine prescribed for Huang Lan from the medicine box, "Auntie, take the medicine."

Huang Lan took it, and she ate it with her head up. Song Wanyue looked into her eyes: "It's almost nine o'clock, go to sleep if you're sleepy, I'll bring you the footwashing water in a while, and soak it up to relieve fatigue."

After all, she is getting old, and Huang Lan's body is a little overwhelmed by the extreme sadness of the past few days. She nodded, turned her head to look at Mr. Xu, and smiled honestly: "Xiao Xu, let's chat."

Xu Ruying nodded, watching all this with mixed feelings.

Huang Lan entered the bedroom.

There were only two people left in the living room.

Song Wanyue washed her hands and poured another cup of tea for Xu Ruying. She sat on the sofa and was lost in thought.

Xu Ruying should have said goodbye and left, but she couldn't bear it, she wanted to see Wan Yue again, one more and one less.

She can't just sit like this, so she can only find something to say: "You are very good at taking care of people."

The clock on the wall is ticking, ticking.

Song Wanyue gently caressed the teacup with her hand, she stared at Xu Ruying with her eyes: "I don't know how to take care of people."

In fact, Mr. Xu didn't see it.

She forgot the time when Huang Lan took her medicine twice, blamed herself for a long time, and then set up several alarm clocks to remind herself.

Soaking her feet was something she used to see Ming Yu always do. Ming Yu said that when she was a child, Huang Lan always fell to the ground and suffered from the problem of old cold legs, and Ai Ye soaking her feet can dispel the cold.

Ming Yu also said that her mother is getting old and sleepy, so she needs to rest well, or the old child will lose her temper.

Xu Ruying was silent, why didn't she realize that Wan Yue was so good at chatting?

Song Wanyue looked at her quietly for a while, and said softly: "I just hope that my Mingyu can rest assured."

——After she left, she lived as her.

My heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

Xu Ruying held the teacup tightly with her left hand, her voice was a little choked: "She will be at ease."

Song Wanyue stared at her left hand holding the teacup and said softly, "I don't want her to feel relieved."

Xu Ruying stared at her blankly, Song Wanyue smiled wryly and shook her head: "She won't come back to see me if she's at ease."

come back to see her...

Xu Ruying's heart was pierced when she heard it, and her throat was blocked by sour emotions. After a long time, she slowly said: "Death cannot be brought back to life."

These words may sound cruel, but Wan Yue has to accept the reality that she has left.

The sooner she accepts, the sooner she can come out.

Song Wanyue was also silent for a long time, she rubbed her teacup and looked at the group photo of the two in the living room: "Yes, she died."

This is the first time Wanyue uttered the word "death" in such a long time, her expression is so sad that it makes people feel uncomfortable and suffocated.

Xu Ruying looked at her, feeling depressed and uncomfortable, as if she had died again, Song Wanyue suddenly turned her head, her sad eyes seemed to look into Xu Ruying's heart: "But this doesn't stop me from loving her."