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The bookstore became the base camp for Vito and me, Zhou Zhou gradually started to prepare lunch for Vito and me, and sometimes we stayed for a whole day.

Occasionally, Zhou Zhou will be asked to close the store early, and the three of us go shopping together. The time with her is always relaxed and comfortable, without thinking about love and hate.

In the store, I also met a few young people who were about my age and looked a little familiar. Zhou Zhou told me that those were all students who graduated from T University and were used to the environment here. Relax with coffee and a book.

Some people jokingly asked if we were a family of three, but Zhou Zhou and I laughed it off.Regular customers know that the sudden appearance of me must not have that kind of relationship with Zhou Zhou.

Later, from time to time, some young girls would often come over, stare at me and chatter about something.

At first I didn't understand what was going on, until Zhou Zhou overheard their conversation one day, and then told me: "Did you and Mr. Yan do something very sensational at the playground?"

I suddenly woke up.

The situation that day was actually quite embarrassing, but firstly, I was speaking in English, and secondly, because of my excitement, I spoke so fast that no one could understand how embarrassing what I said was.

From their point of view, it is roughly similar to the idol drama drama of "overbearing president robs and robs". Although I have no choice but to laugh it off, I can't run over and tell them that the plot of your YY is too far from the truth, right?

Chen Jin and Davis have become regular customers of the bookstore again, Paul also comes here often, and Vito often asks them for Chinese lessons.I don’t know whether it’s because children are more gifted in language than adults, or Vito is born smart. In short, he learned Chinese much faster than I did back then. I feel that he can use Chinese to do simple tasks before he has learned it for a long time. We have a conversation.

I am both proud and envious of this, but I know that Vito's IQ will never be inherited from me.

Chen Jin will give me a small thing every time we meet.Sometimes it's flowers, sometimes it's the delicious snacks he tasted recently, sometimes it's a special gift he brought back from a business trip, and sometimes it's a toy for Vito.

Gradually, Zhou Zhou would look back and forth at us with ambiguous eyes, with a clear smile on his lips.

Since Chen Jin and Davis joined us, the little girls in the store have come more and more diligently, but the two of them have work to do and don't come here often. They don't have a YY partner, and they are often disappointed Return, but will come back again when there is no class the next day.

Zhou Zhou also asked me why I couldn't accept Chen Jin.My answer is still what I said to Yan Minghe.

But Zhou Zhou said: "But, Shaw, have you ever thought that Chen Jin doesn't care at all."

but i care...

I care……

She held her face in her hands, and my bright black eyes reflected my frown slowly. She smiled slightly, as if she had glimpsed the deepest selfishness in my heart, but she did not show contempt in her eyes because of this.Just like how I felt about her when we first met, she has always been so kind.

She also strokes my head the same way I stroke her.

"Shaw, it's not a good thing for people to live too clearly."

I was speechless, relieved after a while, and laughed at her: "I haven't even talked about a decent relationship, why do you sound like a love expert when you talk?"

She proudly picked up the romance novel she was reading recently: "Even if I have never been in a relationship, the novels I have read are more than the rice you eat."

I shook my head and smiled helplessly.

In fact, what she said is not wrong, but I feel that feelings alone cannot be settled.

After a few days of peace and quiet, just when I was about to forget Yan Minglang, he appeared again.

That evening, Zhou Zhou and I just took Vito out for dinner, and the door of the shop that was closed on purpose was opened when we left. I thought it must be because of a thief and I was shocked, but when I approached, I saw Yan Minglang Sitting at the counter, staring at the succulents on the table in a daze.

I subconsciously wanted to back out, but Yan Minglang's gaze had turned to our direction.Zhou Zhou gave me a comforting look, smiled and walked towards Yan Minglang.

"Mr. Yan."

Yan Minglang nodded to her, then turned to look at me.

If I run away at this time, I'm afraid it will be more entangled. It's better to be here, with Zhou Zhou here, and I have more confidence.

Figured it out, I led Vito and walked over.

Regarding the quarrel between Yan Minglang and me, Vito was still a child after all, even if I explained it clearly to Yan Minglang in front of him, he still didn't quite understand what was going on.

In fact, I regretted it a little that day, even if he didn't understand, I shouldn't have exposed my worst scars in front of my children.

Vito and I continued to pick up the book that we hadn't finished in the afternoon and read it. What Vito was reading was the introductory Chinese guide book that Paul specially selected for him.

After being silent for a while, Yan Minglang suddenly said, "Do you want to learn Chinese?" He sat across from Vito at some point.

I glanced at Vito out of the corner of my eye.He raised his head, hesitated for a moment, then nodded after a moment.

"How did you think of learning Chinese?"

"..." Vito bit his lower lip and didn't speak.

I don't know if I heard it wrong, but Yan Minglang chuckled: "Chinese is a very profound and interesting language. Even if you don't use it in the future, it will be good for you to learn it."

Vito lowered his eyes to look at the book, and whispered after a while: "Yes, this is very interesting. The culture of country Z...is very interesting."

"Do you like country Z's culture?" Yan Minglang thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to listen to the ancient myths and stories of country Z?"

"Yes, I think so!"

When I looked up in surprise, Yan Minglang actually started telling the story.The way he talks gracefully is full of the demeanor of a mature man. His timely hand movements and occasional suspense or questions make it impossible not to focus on her.

Vito's eyes are almost glowing for the things he is interested in and the stories that children love to listen to.I opened my mouth, but looking at Vito's focused expression, I couldn't speak the words that came to my lips.

For Vito, Yan Minglang seems to have never cared about Vito from the very beginning, even disdain to show hostility.

But at this moment, looking at the two people talking happily, I became confused.

Yan Minglang seemed to be shining with a kind of kindness that I had never seen before.Even though Vito was always a lovable kid, I didn't expect that even Yan Minglang would show amazing patience with him.

They talked for a long time, and after Yan Minglang told a few stories, he became the best listener, listening to Vito talking about all kinds of things, even though the other party was just a child, he still treated him like an adult respect.

I think Vito must be very happy.

I've never heard him say so much.

Not knowing what it was like, I lowered my eyes and looked at the book between my arms, but didn't read a single word.My mind was in a mess, at one moment a voice told me that this was not a good omen, at another moment another voice said to me, you have no right to interfere with who Vito likes.

A hand gently covered mine at an angle that Yan Minglang couldn't see, and I raised my eyes to meet Zhou Zhou's worried gaze.

As soon as my heart relaxed, I realized that my hands were tightly clenched, and the nails were sunk into the flesh, which was painful.

I relaxed my fingers, forced a smile, glanced at the two people who were still talking, closed the book, walked to the coffee machine, and made myself a cup of hot coffee.

Yan Minglang walked over to me, passed me and picked up the disposable paper cup on the shelf next to me.Even though his hand was [-] centimeters away from me, I subconsciously took a step back, and he turned his head slightly, his eyes dimmed.

He turned back lightly, and while pressing the water button, he said, "I've read your novel, and it's really good."

I glanced at him and said nothing.

He took the coffee, turned around to face me, as if feeling that it wasn't enough, he added: "It's the best work I've ever seen."

If when I wrote the first story, he had one ten-thousandth support at this moment, I would not be worried about that matter to this day.

I have heard such compliments countless times from countless people, but this time, I find it ridiculous.

A person who dismisses me when I know I'm writing a novel, even if what's said now from the heart, I don't need anymore.

I wouldn't be where I am today if Davis and Paul hadn't been there for me back then.If it weren't for the confidence and courage they gave me, I would probably still be earning my living by washing dishes and selling labor.

I can't help but resent him. In fact, I also know that I had too many unrealistic expectations of him back then. I didn't know my position. Yan Minglang just didn't love me. From his standpoint, he didn't Did nothing wrong.

But where I stand, those are emotional scars that can never be erased.

So even if he tells me now that he loves me, I'm sorry, but I really can't feel it.So what if I even feel it?I really can't find a reason to accept him and forgive him.

If love could solve all problems, if love could influence a person, we would have been together six years ago.

I turned around blankly and walked away without saying a word.

I don't know if he changed his strategy or figured out not to pester me any longer. When Yan Minglang came over again, he still talked to Vito and ignored me.

And I also found that my premonition finally came true.

Vito fell in love with Yan Minglang day by day.To him, it was a wise and learned grown man, even with a mysterious genial appeal.

That's something I can't change, a blood connection.