Leng Yueming went out for a long time. Wen Qingshui was confused, as if he was asleep.

When Leng Yueming came back, the lights were still on. He crept in, leaning back against the windowsill, looking at her sleeping face. How long had it been since he had looked at her so closely?

I remember that when he first met her, she was slightly baby fat, so bright and cute, and the whole person was innocent. Especially a pair of almond eyes, exceptionally bright. Now that she is thin and mature, her whole person is still slightly sad. Even now when he falls asleep, he frowns slightly.

He crouched down, one hand brushing the strands of hair that was blocking her face behind her ears. He noticed that there were more gray hairs at the base of her hair, bright and dazzling.

"Qingshui, I'm sorry! I never thought to hurt you!"

Leng Yueming said softly, then stood up and looked at the moonlight outside. She's always liked to draw curtains. Not today, maybe Qing Shui doesn't want to stay in a dark room with him anymore!

She likes that curtains are those beautiful rich and intricate patterns of large flower patterns. But he didn't like it, the house was full of plain striped curtains. Also because it's cheap. Later, she bought a large red peony, which was very cheap because half of it had obvious flaws, but she still hung it in a conspicuous position.

"Qingshui, you have suffered if you marry me! Have you ever been happy?"

Leng Yueming asked herself in her heart. At this moment, every bit of their life is coming to mind. It's her eyes that will never be forgotten. The clarity when you first met, the happiness overflowing when you get married, the liveliness and cheerfulness when you are happy, the tears in your eyes when you are sad, the disappointment and forbearance when you quarrel, and the indifference and determination when you divorce.

"Moonlight, go to bed early, I'm going to drive tomorrow!"

"Got it, Mom, you should go to bed early!"

Leng Yueming turned off the lights, but did not close the curtains. It's better not to pull it up, so he can see her eyebrows, her eyes, her face, everything about her—everything that no longer belongs to him.

Leng Yueming sat at the head of the bed, but her eyes looked at her unconsciously. He wanted to say goodbye to the past and to her today. But now she is clearer and more reluctant in his heart.

Looking at her, it suddenly occurred to him that he could no longer hug her, even if she slept next to him now.

How poignant and bitter this realization is.

The sour emotions are like a flood breaking through a levee, and it is out of control. He couldn't control himself anymore. Hold her in your arms in the back. Lay your face around her neck. The warm body and familiar breath all filled his body and mind that had been empty for a long time with something.

Xu was hugged tightly. She arched in his arms. Her back rested perfectly on his chest, fitting perfectly with him. It also stirred up all his emotions.

The next day, Wen Qingshui remembered the dinner to repay the debt, and in order to escape, he came out of the eldest brother's house early. The old lady sent it far away. Through the rearview mirror, Wen Qingshui felt that his mother's figure was so lonely and lonely. A person who looked young and energetic a year ago seems to have aged more than ten years in an instant. She withdrew her gaze with a sour nose and only looked at the afterimage of the trees passing by rapidly outside the window.

"Qingshui, go eat barbecue! ”

Wen Qingshui turned his head, as if he had heard a fantasy. What the hell was he for? It was strange to come to her that day.

"I have something to do at noon, I can't go!"

"Go, one last time!"

Wen Qingshui looked at Leng Yueming, and the sentence "for the last time" sounded in his ears.

Is it a farewell? a farewell to the past, a farewell to a marriage, a farewell to her Wen Qingshui?

Is it necessary?

Indeed, after endless quarrels, the divorce was finally divorced. At that time, all I had in my heart was hurt, and where was there time to sit down calmly. Is she finally relieved now? Is she going to put an end to the past? From now on, she Wen Qingshui will be the person outside the full stop?

Why bother? They were already the ones outside each other's full stops, from the day they got their divorce papers.

Wen Qingshui lowered his head and stopped looking at him, his voice was very low.

"I really have something! I owe a favor and say that I will invite him to dinner today?"

"Is it a man?"

Wen Qingshui raised his head, but turned his face halfway to look out the window, not looking at Leng Yueming.

"Yes!"

Endless silence.

What position did he have to ask, and what position did she have to explain? People who shouldn't have crossed paths sat in the same car.

There was silence all the way, and there was no more conversation. I don't know what else to say? The long half-hour journey was like waiting at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau on the day of the divorce. Finally, the car stopped at the door of the hotel where Wen Qingshui wanted to treat him.

Leng Yueming also got out of the car and stood opposite Wen Qingshui.

"Qingshui!

"You too!"

"I never thought of hurting you, let alone this ending!"

"Me too!"

Wen Qingshui lowered her head, not daring to look at Leng Yueming, she was afraid that she would not be able to control her tears. The tears were already flowing too much, and she didn't want them to be cheap. I don't want to use my tears to win any sympathy, if there is sympathy.

Leng Yueming looked at such a low Wen Qingshui, completely changing the pure sunshine of the year. His heart was bleeding too. Subconsciously, he stepped forward and held her in his arms.

Wen Qingshui trembled obviously, but did not push him away.

He didn't hold it for long, even though he had too much reluctance.

Leng Yueming turned to leave, and the white sedan disappeared into the traffic in an instant.

Tears finally fell. There are those who are green and watery, and there are those who are cold and bright.

Wen Qingshui turned to the wall, and finally she wiped away her tears and walked into the door of the hotel.

Song Xijun was in the car across the street. He even mocked himself a little, what the hell was he doing?

This woman!

Male neighbors, ex-husbands, parting hugs, crying bitterly, what does it mean, what is her relationship with them, and what is herself?

Song Xijun's stomach throbbed, "I must be angry," he thought. I've been since yesterday.

Yesterday his people watched the library for a day, and she disappeared from the world. He found someone to investigate, and she was indeed divorced on the surface! Living alone, and Gao Yi was indeed a neighbor.

But as soon as she appeared today, she turned out to be with her ex-husband, and she came out like this. At the moment, he didn't even know if he had a stomach ache or a stomach ache. He suppressed the anger in his heart and sat calmly in the car.

Wen Qingshui adjusted his mood and entered the hotel. Although the overall layout of the restaurant is not large, it looks like a private restaurant. Both the decoration and design look very upscale. The waiter directly led Wen Qingshui to the reserved private room. The environment in the private room is nice and looks very stylish. The estimated price is certainly not low.

"It's okay! Give it all and pay it back!"

Wen Qingshui thought, a little drumming in his heart. In her bank card, she saved more than 5,000 yuan from frugality. After all, she is only a small employee of a private company, and she has to bear the cost of car loans, study, and fitness. It's nice to have so many. But looking at today's situation, it is estimated that she will become poor again after this meal.