Congshan had been staring at Yuelou closely, and he finally couldn't help laughing. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Congshan walked over and slowly took Yuelou's hand: "Let's go to the café, right?

Yuelou felt that her heart immediately became soft and trance-like, and she agreed to him against her will. They hadn't taken a few steps when the horse behind them suddenly neighed, hooking her soul back.

"The horse is still there?" Yuelou pointed back shyly.

"It's okay, the café is just across the street from that cross. ”

Before he arrived at the café, Yuelou saw an old woman in tattered clothes. She fell to her knees, her body shaking. There was a newspaper in front of the old man, and there were about twenty roses on the paper.

Yuelou quickly ran over, took out the money and handed it to the old man.

"How many plants do you want?" the old man raised his head slowly, and a few strands of white hair trembled in the autumn wind.

"I want it all!"

The old man looked at Yuelou in surprise, and the corners of his tense mouth finally showed a smile.

Yuelou handed the rose to Congshan, and helped the old man up: "You go in with us! It's warm inside, and you can taste the coffee again." ”

The old man smiled dismally: "I don't have any money." ”

"It's okay, I'll just pay you. ”

"It's so warm in here!" the old man smiled. The wrinkles on her face deepened with a smile.

The pale yellow tables and chairs, the brown walls, the rose patterns on the walls and the European style paintings all make the moon tower feel warm and bright. Only the smell of coffee made her a little uncomfortable.

Yuelou helped the old man sit down: "You go and order something first, and I'll talk to the old lady for a while." ”

"Your husband looks like a man who will love his wife!"

"He's just my friend". Yuelou awkwardly rummaged through her handbag.

"Then you don't like him anymore?" The old man carefully observed the change in Yuelou's expression.

"Let's not talk about me yet. Let me ask you a few questions? Where is your husband? Where are your children now? Why are you having such a hard time at such an old age? ”

The old man sighed bitterly, and his tears couldn't help but fall: "Who let our lives be bad!"

"My husband died when he was thirty years old. Our family is poor, and he wants to subsidize his family by digging medicinal herbs. Unexpectedly, one day he was bitten by a poisonous snake. My son also died two years ago". She burst into tears. The cry caused by years of bitterness is really more painful than anything else.

"He didn't have to die. At that time, there was a war going on in the Northeast, and he had to participate in the 'Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army'. I slapped him twice in a fit of rage, and he didn't listen." The old man suddenly became excited: "You say! If he doesn't go to war, or if there is no damn war at all!

Yuelou couldn't help but wipe away her tears: "There are some things that no one can predict. You're getting old, and it's important to enjoy your old age." She continued: "If you are in financial difficulty, just come to my house. If you want to find a chat partner, just come to me. ”

"Okay! Okay!" The old man smiled and clasped Yuelou's hand.

"Yuelou, what are you talking about with your aunt?" Congshan came over with coffee: "Smiling so happily." ”

"Of course, it's family talk. Who talks about wine and women as soon as you men meet. ”

"Why is there a face on the coffee?" Yuelou said in surprise.

"Don't you think it's a bit like you?" Congshan laughed at the corners of his eyes: "I asked that beautiful clerk to draw it on you." ”

"I didn't expect you to be so humorous." Yuelou lowered his head for a long time and squeezed out this sentence.

Yuelou slowly picked up the coffee, slowly brought it to her lips, took a sip slowly, and then she immediately spit it all back into the cup.

"Why does this drink a bit like swill?" Yue Lou said subconsciously.

Congshan never thought that Yuelou would be so 'rude': "You will only say this when you drink it for the first time." This coffee is called 'mocha' and is a woman's favorite drink. ”

"Just because other women like it doesn't mean I like it too." Yuelou held a porcelain cup in her hand and bit the wall of the cup with her teeth.

"Well, you're better than any other woman. You're pretty, unusual, and gentleman. ”

"I'm just cute. ”

Congshan glanced at her: "You're not cute at all, just a little hateful." ”

"Then you're still going to be with me. Hmph!"

The old man listened to their conversation and was already smiling from ear to ear.

"It's going to be closed here. ”

"Oh, let's go, then". Yuelou looked at Congshan and the old man. The old man quickly finished his coffee and went out with them.

"Auntie, I'll call you a car!"

"Don't want it". The old man waved his hand: "I know that you will buy flowers because you pity me, an old woman." If I ask you to call a taxi again, I'll be upset. ”

Hearing the old man say this, Congshan and Yuelou had no choice but to let the old man go home by himself. Looking at the old man's stumbling steps, Yuelou's tears flowed

Moonlight makes the whole world seem hazy and ambiguous. The distant mountains are covered with green, and they become lonely and yellow. Congshan and Yuelou rode horses and walked in such a realm.

Congshan looked at Yuelou's beautiful neckline and soft earlobes, and slowly slid his hand towards her waist. When Congshan's hand just touched his waist, Yuelou lowered his head. Then, Congshan hugged Yuelou into his arms, and his lips pressed to Yuelou. Yuelou stared at his eyes until his lips merged with herself, and she didn't close them.