Before leaving, Ouyang Xun said to Ah Sheng: "I came to you, just to let you know that if you are water, Han Yue is ice, at least he has been melted by you." There was even a certain period of time when you and him used to have the same body temperature. ”

A USB flash drive, after rough editing, compressed for five years, those married life that seemed like water and moon mirrors in Ah Sheng's eyes began to spread out on the screen little by little.

In the past five years of life, Gu Sheng's every move every day has been monitored in the camera, not surveillance, but the fact that a domestic helper has hurt Ah Sheng privately before, and some security measures cannot be avoided.

Ah Sheng sat on the sofa, tilting his head to look at the sea outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and he didn't know when the snow would fall.

She seems to see her fate in the sound of the waves, advancing or retreating, step by step, with caution, full of kindness to the people around her, helpless is all she has, including love, in the eyes of everyone's unkindness, but also in everyone's harsh words.

It was impossible for her to care about everyone's feelings, as she had told Ouyang Xun before, she was not the Virgin Mary. Even if it is, the Virgin Mary has too much helplessness, let alone a mortal her.

In the past five years, how Han Yu has treated her, Ah Sheng doesn't know the details, but he can vaguely guess.

Ah Sheng stretched out her hands with both hands, and all ten fingers were gnawed and couldn't look at it, Han Yu would take out a colorful cloth to wrap her hand and say to her, "Look, your hands are shy." ”

He treated her as a child, in fact, at that time, Ah Sheng was indeed no different from a child, when there would be irritability and emotional breakdown, Han Yu would hold her in his arms, take her out for a walk, and talk softly to coax her to calm down.

In the past five years, Ah Sheng has had a tacit understanding between her and Han Yu in another period of autism.

On the sofa, Ah Sheng was watching TV, Han Yu was holding the computer in between work, and if he looked away from the TV, he would have already pushed the cup in front of her.

On a rainy day, he sat quietly with her, Han Yu said that in all the weather, what he hated the most was the snowstorm weather, the sky and the earth were plain, and there was a large white expanse, he would not be able to distinguish the direction when he stood in the snow, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and he was at a loss. Han Yu said it was snow blindness.

He looked at her sideways and smiled warmly, "Fortunately, Los Angeles has a mild climate and almost no snow. ”

Ah Sheng is too quiet, a face does not have any emotions many times, and there are too few people who can treat him calmly. In the past five years, Han Yu has been the most of them.

Ah Sheng has also taken Han Yu's limited edition shirt to wipe the floor many times, when he sees it, he will stand behind her and smile helplessly, and a servant wants to step forward, but he stopped him: "Follow her." ”

has also been in trouble, treating the documents that Han Yu worked so hard to complete as paper airplanes, and throwing them all over the yard one by one. Ren Yang and Ouyang Xun were anxious, only he found new colored paper, and accompanied her to fold the paper airplane calmly, and he said, "Redo." ”

Han Yu seems to have become a peace-tempered person after marriage, rarely angry, and no longer the child who is stained by fame, greed, and lack of warmth.

Han Yu helped Ah Sheng brush his teeth, Ah Sheng would drink the toothbrushing water directly, and Han Yu could repeatedly say because of this: "You can't drink the toothbrushing water." ”

The next time he brushes his teeth, after he tirelessly mutters a few times, Ah Sheng will obediently spit out the mouthwash.

The courtyard was full of green, Ah Sheng sat on the swing and fell asleep, he picked her up and walked in the direction of the living room, and the Satsuma dog would obediently follow him into the house.

He has become a family man, cooking in the kitchen, putting onions, ginger and garlic in the pot, accompanied by the sound of stir-frying, adding too many earthly fireworks. She helped wash the vegetables, the vegetables fell to the ground, she picked them up, and put them directly in the vegetable basket, he didn't know, after the pot was fried, she began to laugh. Han Yu was in a good mood when he saw it, and would laugh with her and ask her, "What are you laughing at?" ”

If she doesn't answer, he will gently call her "Ah Sheng", and his eyes will often be filled with emotion......

Ah Sheng raised his hand to cover his eyes.

On the ceiling of the Han family's master bedroom, the colors are colorful clouds, and those clouds can show different colors depending on the weather, morning, day and night.

Ah Sheng saw her lying asleep on the bed, and Han Yu who came back drunk. He buried his face in her neck and said softly, "Ah Sheng, let's have a good time." ”

In the living room of the Han family, in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Ah Sheng saw himself touching Han Yue's face and took the initiative to kiss his lips, "Zichu, you take me away, okay?" ”

Han Yu looked at her intently, with a complicated expression, with pain, hugged Ah Sheng, and kissed her fiercely.

Ah Sheng watched him carry her into the bedroom, blocking the view of the corridor monitor, she suddenly felt a little cold, she stood up, looked off the screen, hugged her body, even the pain was silent.

The so-called love is distributed on the iron nail bed, no matter what posture you stand on, there will be fine needles pierced in the heart, and life is sweet, but it is also mixed with saltiness.

Ah Sheng stood in front of the glass window and closed his eyes tiredly.

In the screen, Ah Sheng was sick, like a prisoner on the verge of collapse, crying heartbreakingly, she could hear how tragic her cry was, but her eyes were dry, she couldn't calm down, injected tranquilizers, lying motionless on the bed, Han Yu's tears silently seeped into her hair.

Han Yu's murmur sounded in the living room.

……

I want to say to you the deepest words I have to say;

I don't dare, I'm afraid of your ridicule.

So I laughed at myself and shattered my secrets in a joke.

I put my pain