what is your vision

The duck noodle shop is closer to the Cultural and Creative District, so Zhou Yanchuan didn't leave his car, so he directly drove Lu Yunchu there, parked the car in the studio, and then walked to the shop.

After not seeing each other for a while, Boss Lu still recognized Lu Yunchu as a friend brought by Zhou Yanchuan last time, and greeted him warmly.

Lu Yunchu was a little embarrassed, he said he would come over too, but he hasn't eaten for a while.

The weather was bad today, so they couldn't sit outside, but there weren't that many diners, so they found a seat in the corner of the house.

"Old Lu, how is your son's place?" Zhou Yanchuan knew that his family also opened a store next to the theater, so he asked casually.

"Very good," the old man laughed, "There is a lot of traffic over there!"

"I think you are doing well. If the facade is tidied up, it will be more lively."

This shop is a little run-down, and the boss has not renovated it for half a year after moving here.

"Stop fussing," he waved his hand, "What's the fuss about age? I can't wait to sell the shop and enjoy life!"

"You are reluctant to sell it."

"Hey," the boss turned his gaze to the relatively quiet Lu Yunchu, "Last time I wanted to say, Xiao Zhou, your friend is really handsome."

After hearing his words, not only Lu Yunchu's face turned slightly red, but Zhou Yanchuan's heart was a little beating, and he silently glanced at Lu Yunchu.

"Okay, I'll get you something to eat quickly," he muttered, "You young people eat too late, it's not good, the problem needs to be corrected."

They laughed as they watched each other's figure flash behind the counter window.

The order this time is basically the same as last time, with the addition of braised duck wings.

The store is not too lively, with the sound of pattering rain in my ears, and the heat of the food silently resisting the pervasive cold.

Maybe the rain has stopped and it's time to get warmer.

Before they moved their chopsticks, Zhou Yanchuan's cell phone rang, and an unsaved number was displayed on the screen, but he had the slightest impression of this string of numbers, so he frowned slightly.

This impression comes from the night before, when he missed a strange call, and when he checked, he found that he had dialed this number a few days ago, and then recalled that the day he met Liu Qingru's daughter, the little girl called from her mobile phone.

So that should be Liu Qingru calling, and it is now.

"Hey."

He was mentally prepared to answer Liu Qingru's call, but a child's voice came from the handset: "Uncle Zhou!"

"You are... Lingling, right?" From Mother Liu, he already knew Liu Qingru's daughter's nickname.

"It's me!" She was as lively as she was at McDonald's a few days ago, "Uncle Zhou, I heard from my mother, did you know each other before?"

"I know," Zhou Yanchuan wasn't quite sure if she pressed the phone randomly, or if it was Liu Qingru's instruction, "Is your mother there?"

"Yes, uncle, wait a moment."

After a burst of noise, the phone was switched to Liu Qingru's.

"Yan Chuan, I'm sorry, my daughter pressed it casually and dialed you."

"Qingru," Zhou Yanchuan ignored her explanation, "Did you call me yesterday?"

She fell silent, and said in a low voice after a while: "Yan Chuan, can I talk to you again? If you think it's unnecessary—"

"Okay." Zhou Yanchuan closed his eyes, "Let's have a good talk."

The tables in the small restaurant are also small, and Zhou Yanchuan and Lu Yunchu are very close. Lu Yunchu roughly heard the content of his phone call, and before deciding whether to ask, Zhou Yanchuan took the initiative to tell him: "Liu Qingru...is my ex-girlfriend. , she came to me again, and I plan to make it clear to her."

At the crock soup shop that time, he unconsciously confided his mental activities to Lu Yunchu, but this time he intentionally ventilated with him.

He thought, if there is a suitable time to express his feelings in the future, before that, Lu Yunchu should be convinced that he has ended the past.

However, today's Lu Yunchu didn't say anything to tease, he just tilted his head and said with a faint smile, "Hurry up and eat."

The place where Zhou Yanchuan and Liu Qingru agreed to meet was a coffee shop. She might not know that her mother had visited him, and Zhou Yanchuan didn't intend to tell her.

At the third meeting ten years later, Liu Qingru's expression was similar to the previous two times, hesitating, sad, and at a loss.

Zhou Yanchuan was much calmer. What he wanted to tell her had already been drafted, but he had to confirm what Liu Qingru meant.

"Yanchuan, I'm sorry, I lied to you."

He frowned slightly, his memory of ten years ago was too faint, what did Liu Qingru say to him, and what did he say against his will... There was a brief confusion in his brain.

The conversation was interrupted for a while, and he tried hard to recall just a little bit of impression.

Is it the last time we meet?

Liu Qingru told herself her choice, when she decided to marry another man, Zhou Yanchuan asked a few words: "Is he nice to you?"

"good very good."

"Then are you happy?"

"Happy," she said, "I seem to be really in love with him."

Zhou Yanchuan suspected at the time that Liu Qingru answered this way deliberately in order to make him give up, but he believed that her words would make him feel less sad.

Feelings can be cultivated, if she must repay that man by getting married, Zhou Yanchuan would rather see her truly fall in love with him and be with him forever.

"I told you that I am happy," she said many years later, sitting across from her, but she never dared to look into Zhou Yanchuan's eyes, "Actually, I don't have a happy day, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for him, my marriage... It was a mistake from the start."

Liu Qingru's eyes dodged, and she clenched and loosened her hands repeatedly on the table.Zhou Yanchuan stared at her intently, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Qingru," he said seriously, "you shouldn't make choices with grievances."

He couldn't bear to speak too bluntly, and giving with grievances was at best touching himself, and it was unfair to another person who was full of sincerity.

Back then her husband did not force her to get married, Zhou Yanchuan worked harder and wanted to return the money to the other party as soon as possible, but Liu Qingru chose the most direct way on her own, ruining the future they might have.

"Are you unable to forgive me again?" she asked in a whisper.

"This is not a matter of forgiveness or not. I have never blamed you," Zhou Yanchuan said, "but if I choose you today with an old love in mind, I will wrong myself now."

Liu Qingru raised her head blankly, as if she didn't understand what he said.

Zhou Yanchuan believed that her pain and remorse were not fakes, but they were not caused by herself.

He also has selfishness and wants to freely choose the way of life he likes. Why should he take other people's faults as his own responsibility?

"My feelings for you are over, and I can't get them back, and I've met someone I like again." Although he wasn't sure if Lu Yunchu would like him, if he ignored his current feelings, he would definitely regret it in the future, just like Liu Qingru today.

"You have someone you like..." Liu Qingru focused all her attention on these words, "But why, I heard that you have never been married, and you have been living in Blue Bay, that is the house we wanted to buy before , how do you tell me to let you go..."

Zhou Yanchuan felt that she still didn't quite understand what he meant. Actually, with or without Lu Yunchu, his decision would not have changed.I am used to living in the house, and I have never been married, but I haven't met the right person before.

He agreed to go to the appointment, hoping to help Liu Qingru divert his attention from himself, but it didn't seem to have a good effect.

There was nothing he could do, and he didn't want to struggle any more.A person has got into a dead end, and the more explanations he gets, the harder it may be to figure it out.

"Let's stop here," he said, "I won't block your contact information, but I have my own life and I don't want to be disturbed anymore."

The implication is very clear, the prerequisite for not joining the blacklist is that Liu Qingru no longer contacts him.

"take care."

Zhou Yanchuan knew that Liu Qingru was shedding tears when he turned around, but he still opened the door and left to bring everything to an end.

The relationship is so selfish and unreasonable. During the days together, any frown on her face will attract his concerned gaze.

Now there is nothing left, watching her cry, Zhou Yanchuan only felt a little bit of embarrassment in his heart.

Is he too cold?

It was also at this time that he truly understood why he was able to hug Lu Yunchu who came up to him that night without hesitation.

Because you care, you can accept the other person's sadness and pain together.