That sadness is too pale, too superficial.

Later, he understood that in fact, sadness is that when you look at her, you will still smile, you will still be gentle, you will still be soft-minded, but your heart is clearer and more clear than ever, you can no longer and should not be close to the person in front of you even half a point, even if you just want to hug her gently.

Mu Shinian's heart is bitter, it is really helpless and sad, emotional things are not hard work, only two feelings are happy, only two love can be happy, without one party is not called love, it can only be wishful thinking, and finally become self-inflicted.

Mu Shinian didn't plan to confess this relationship to Meng Xiran, because that would only make Meng Xiran stay away from him and feel guilty about him, which was the last thing he wanted to see. So he was already very satisfied to stay by her side in the name of a friend or brother and take care of her.

The atmosphere of the whole restaurant became gloomy, Meng Xiran was preoccupied, Mu Shinian looked at Meng Xiran and was also in a complicated mood, but he couldn't say anything.

After eating, the two of them went out of the restaurant, Mu Shinian looked at Meng Xiran's soulless appearance, and didn't worry that she was driving alone, so Mu Shinian let her take his car, and then asked the driver to drive Meng Xiran's car home.

All the way, the two of them didn't say a word with a tacit understanding, and the heavy pressure in the small space was about to be out of breath. Mu Shinian looked at Meng Xiran from time to time, Meng Xiran just looked out the window quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, Qin Yuehan?

When she got home, Xiao Baozi was already asleep, Meng Xiran went to Xiao Baozi's room to look at Xiao Baozi, and sat on the edge of the bed, this time looking at the child, she was a little heavy, and she didn't know what would happen in the future.

Xiao Baozi is already four years old, looking at him, you can imagine what Qin Yuehan looked like when he was a child, it is really very similar, if you want to say that this is not Qin Yuehan's child, no one believes it.

Meng Xiran kissed Xiao Baozi on the forehead, got up and left gently, closed the door of Xiao Baozi's room, and Meng Xiran was about to turn around and go to his room.

"Xiran ......" Mu Shinian has been waiting for Meng Xiran to come out in the aisle, and he has drunk four glasses of water unconsciously.

He thought a lot about how to tell Meng Xiran not to leave, but the words he thought of were not to express his emotions, he didn't dare to act rashly, but wanted to tell her how bad it was to return to Qin Yuehan's side.

But the moment he saw her, Mu Shinian didn't know how to speak, and kept rubbing his hands nervously.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Meng Xiran turned around so much, and saw that Mu Shinian hadn't spoken all the time, so he walked over.

"Xiran, I ......" Mu Shinian was a little at a loss, and he didn't know how to gently hug Meng Xiran.

Meng Xiran buried himself in his shoulder and let him hold him, just feeling relieved, so that maybe he wouldn't be so tired. Mu Shinian has been able to give her a sense of security since she was a child, and it is a sense of stability that will not be left behind.

Mu Shinian hugged her tighter and tighter, very afraid of losing her, feeling that one step of caution would lose her, and she would not leave if she hugged her like this.

"Don't leave, okay?" Mu Shinian carefully spit out this sentence, with a complex feeling, the thousands of words that had been organized disappeared the moment he saw her, and any words seemed pale when Meng Xiran's person appeared.

After thinking about it for a long time, thinking about how to say that she would not leave, but he didn't expect that when Meng Xiran appeared, he was at a loss, and naturally said the voice in his heart.

He knows that if he likes someone very much, then it is enough to keep a friend at a distance, so that it can last a lifetime. Don't expect to get closer, once you have greed, you are doomed to lose.

He felt that most of the people who stalked and fought were not really in love, they were just racing against themselves. People who really know love can't be stalked. Because self-esteem does not allow. He has always believed that love is to give the best of everything to the other person, including dignity. How many shallow and faint turns are the depth of affection that others can't understand.

"Okay, I'm not leaving. Meng Xiran's voice was already choked when she opened her mouth, maybe it was Mu Shinian's sad emotions that infected her, maybe she adapted to the environment here and didn't want to leave, but there was still a faint expectation in her heart.

Late at night, both of them slept in their respective rooms and had insomnia. Meng Xiran looked at the ceiling with her eyes open, if he came, what should she do if she returned, how to face him, this question bothered her all night.

In the mornings in China, the fresh air is pleasant, and it seems that today is going to be a good day.

Qin Yuehan, as usual, went to the company on time. Because he was still used to Meng Xiran's room at night, he didn't move back to the Qin family, and he didn't want to call a maid if he lived alone, so breakfast in the morning was generally eaten in the company.

The assistant put milk bread and newspapers on the table according to his habit, and the assistant was also a little puzzled, wouldn't he get tired of eating breakfast only for five years? But he didn't dare to ask more about the president.

Qin Yuehan went to the office and put down his coat, then sat down and picked up the bread and ate a bite, reading the newspaper while eating breakfast was his habit.

The photo on a bulletin column in the lower left corner of the Global Times attracted him, why is this woman so similar...... Meng Xiran. His brow furrowed, but he didn't feel like he wanted to, he didn't want to do that.

He took a closer look at the feature, which was a rapidly emerging new studio, interior design and renovation. He glanced at the woman's name, Meng ...... Clear.

It's not Meng Xiran? It can't be, it must be her. Although his face had been adjusted, he still had that feeling, this person was a woman he had been thinking about day and night for five years, and he could recognize it even if it turned to ashes.

In the past, Meng Xiran liked to draw design drawings and the like, and it just so happened that the woman in the photo was also interior designed.

He immediately checked the information in the studio, and when he saw one picture after another of the woman and the design, his eyes widened to express his inner surprise. I am even more sure that this woman is Meng Xiran, and the design style is the same as Meng Xiran.

And the name of the studio, Han, the deepest feeling in my heart was touched. He was all too familiar with this name, this was his name, and every previous design drawing of Meng Xiran had this logo behind it.

Soon he found out where the studio was, booked a plane ticket and flew over. He had never been so nervous or excited, and he kept thinking about what he should say when he saw Meng Xiran later.