The night sky of the city is covered with a layer of colorful colors, open the window, the soft breeze blows the white curtain, and in the night sky, a round of noble and bright moon hangs in the sky, adding a bit of tenderness and fantasy to this quiet night.

Leng Yurou stood by the window, clasped her hands on her chest, staring at the silent night sky, her eyes were like water, against the bright stars, and she had a quiet and elegant charm, which was beautiful.

"Mom, I want to sleep, can you tell me a story?"

A barefoot, long-haired little girl stood behind Leng Yurou, holding a big pink rag doll in her arms, rubbing her eyes, looking at Leng Yurou pitifully.

Leng Yurou smiled softly at her, turned around and held her shoulders and said, "What story do you want to hear Xiaoxiao?" Let's go, mom will sleep with you." Xiaoxiao is the girl who Long Moxuan went to Guizhou a year ago but failed to bring back, and later it was Heizi who brought her back.

Over the past year, Leng Yurou has always regarded Xiaoxiao as her own daughter. After getting along for a long time, Xiaoxiao finally faded away from the initial fear and shyness. When she first came to Leng Yurou's side, she had nightmares almost every night, calling her grandfather every night to wake up from tears. In those months, Leng Yurou hugged the little girl to sleep every night, told her stories, and coaxed her to sleep, just like her mother comforted herself when she was a child. Leng Yurou gave all the love she couldn't give to the child who died with a smile.

It was precisely because of Xiaoxiao that she initially vowed never to get married, and she would wait for Long Moxuan's thoughts to waver.

Over the past year,Fang Haojie has always been by her side。 At the same time, I also take care of Xiaoxiao. And Xiaoxiao has already unconsciously accepted Fang Haojie,She regards Fang Haojie as her biological father。 When Xiaoxiao stood up in front of Leng Yurou countless times,Said that classmates and teachers always ask who her father is,And she wants to say that it is Fang Haojie,Leng Yurou can only reluctantly accept her fate。

If Long Moxuan is dead, if he can never come back, and he has to continue to live, he can't stay in sorrow forever for the rest of his life. She can be single for the rest of her life, but reality does not allow her to live in her own fairy tale world. There are also fathers, sisters, smiles, these people who care about and love themselves. How can they not be worried if they are forever single?

Especially the smile. Since I took her over, and I went through the adoption procedures, and planned to give her a home, what kind of happiness is a home with only a mother and no father, so crippled, and can't give her complete and warm happiness?

After thinking about it,Leng Yurou still decided to marry Fang Haojie。

Before that,She had a long talk with Fang Haojie。 The two of them understand each other tacitly that this so-called marriage is just a place for them to escape from being imprisoned in the cage of the world. Leng Yurou doesn't want to marry someone else,But Long Moxuan is no longer there,Except for Fang Haojie,Who else is more suitable?Fang Haojie doesn't want to marry someone else,Only Leng Yurou is his favorite。 But he knows very well that he can't give Leng Yurou happiness, so he won't easily say his love again, as long as it is Leng Yurou's wish, he is willing to do his best to satisfy her. But that's about it.

Leng Yurou is very grateful for Fang Haojie's tolerance,And Fang Haojie is also very pleased,I can give her a home。

Coaxed Xiaoxiao to fall asleep, Leng Yurou got up softly and lightly, folded the quilt for Xiaoxiao, gently closed the door, and walked to the living room.

In the living room is a huge floor-to-ceiling bay window, the white curtain is blowing in the wind, and the music is soft in the cold rain, standing by the window and listening quietly.

Whenever such a time, Leng Yurou feels that her heart is like water, the breeze gently blows through her heart, blowing a pool of ripples, itchy warmth, and a touch of sadness......

She always thinks of Long Moxuan over and over again in such a night, suddenly.

remembered the first time I met him in the elevator in Suzhou, thinking that he was a prodigal son. remembered that night, he met himself by chance;

I remembered that in the villa of Long Moxuan in Beijing, on that moonlit night, he sat on the swing frame and smiled at him, and he praised himself for being beautiful. At that time, his eyes made the stars and moon dull;

After the two got married, the first sweet and warm time. I was forced to resign from the company, make dinner at home every night, wait for him to get off work, and eat together the sweet and warm ......

I even remembered that after I suffered from depression, I said on a whim that I wanted to go to Africa to help those children, and those nights, in a foreign country, Long Moxuan took his hand and walked through the strange alleys......

Many, many clips of the picture flashed through my mind one by one.

Leng Yurou felt that her eye circles were a little moist again, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears.

The breeze blows gently, and the white curtains flutter like elves. Leng Yurou sighed.

In the breeze, there was a sigh from someone. In the cold rain, I seemed to see a man in a black suit standing in the lawn downstairs, in the backlight of the street lamp. The man has his hands in his trouser pockets, and his posture is unruly. His expression was as cold as frost, and his eyebrows and eyes were familiar.

Leng Yurou's pupils contracted suddenly, rubbed her eyes, poked her head out of the window, and looked suspiciously again, only the silent camphor tree outside the window, and the leaves swaying in the wind under the street lamp sent a fragrance. Under the tree, there is a figure somewhere.

The so-called thinking day and night, probably because of my lovesickness, will hallucinate.

Leng Yurou smiled bitterly, turned around, reluctantly closed the window, closed the curtains, and decided to take a bath and get a good night's sleep.

Under the street lamp, in the corner of the black shadow, a young man slowly walked out. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked out unruly, stood under the street lamp, raised his head, and looked upstairs. However, the window has long been closed, and only the white curtain can be seen, and the silhouette of the figure behind the curtain is becoming more and more blurred, and finally disappears indifferently in the living room.

Long Moxuan laughed at himself and turned away abruptly.

Under the dim street lamp, his figure was stretched long and thin.

The next day is the traditional Chinese Qixi Festival, which is the Chinese Valentine's Day.

Since Long Moxuan's accidental disappearance a year ago, it has been 359 days.

Long Moxuan once thought that after breaking up with Ling Xuewei, he should cherish the time he spent with Leng Yurou. He fantasized about the romantic picture of cold rain and softness, and carefully planned how to spend each festival. As for the traditional Chinese Valentine's Day, he once thought about giving Leng Yurou an unforgettable wedding. Because it was the first time they married Leng Yurou, they did not hold a wedding and did not propose.

It's just that now, the wedding on Valentine's Day is obviously just an extravagant wish.

On Valentine's Day, the affectionate people are married, and the ruthless people are lonely.

The street was filled with the scent of roses. Most of the girls are holding bright roses in their hands, and their faces are full of youthful and invincible smiles, and the happiness even has some swaggering flavor.

Leng Yurou sat in the back seat of the nanny car, looking at the flower shops on both sides of the street, listening to the classic "Valentine's Day Without Valentine" floating out of the street corner stereo, there was no expression on her face.

———————— wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, hehe

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