Shen Muhan came to the bus stop where they had met again, it was a wet night, the traffic on the highway was full of traffic, and the air was full of moist moisture.

Into his eyes blurred his vision.

He swallowed and saliva turned out to be fishy.

The bus stop has not changed much except for the old ones and the billboards have changed to stars.

It's just that there are unfamiliar faces coming and going, and the shop opposite where he used to buy umbrellas has been closed for a long time, and the newly opened KTV is very lively, and he can faintly hear crazy music when he stands here.

Shen Muhan just stood there like that, like the time they met, without saying a word, he was wearing the black hoodie of that day, and the whole person was hidden in the night, and it was almost impossible to see it from a distance.

He stood straight under the canopy with a black umbrella, his eyes wet as if they had entered the water, and the few people standing next to him were all looking at him, intentionally or unintentionally.

A few slightly bold girls even talked about it in front of him, but Shen Muhan was unmoved, and even his complexion did not change.

It was as if I hadn't heard their conversation.

The bus came and went, walked and came, and a group of people came and went, and Shen Muhan was still standing there, and the time was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.

He has no intention of leaving.

He didn't know what he was standing here for? He seemed to be waiting for someone, hoping that someone would rush into the canopy in the rain, and then he would give her an umbrella.

Then he left without a word.

But he didn't wait for the man anymore, he would come and stand here for hours almost every once in a while. It's all such nights, such rain, such wet air.

It seems that only then will he feel better.

He was so stubborn that he felt terrible.

But for so many days and nights, he never waited for the same night, never saw the same dark night, never heard the same messy raindrops, and never waited for that night a few years ago.

Didn't wait for that person any longer.

Shen Muhan wiped his face, there was a cool feeling in his palm, and he looked up at the top of the umbrella. It may be that this umbrella is a little leaky after a long time.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and a figure walked over and stood behind Shen Muhan.

Shen Muhan didn't speak, as if he didn't know that there was someone behind him. He still stared into the distance, as if trying to find a star in the dark night sky.

In the end, it was the person behind him who spoke. "You've been standing for a long time"

Shen Muhan was stunned for a moment, he slowly turned around as if in slow motion, he stood in the night with an umbrella, and Qin Qing stood behind him with a lattice umbrella.

Like he's been on the front all these years. She followed cautiously for fear of being discovered, but she was reluctant to stay too far away from him.

It's not like she hasn't tried. But no matter where she goes, as long as she sees his back, she will still involuntarily follow. Even if it's a shadow.

But she actually even wants to be a shadow.

Shen Muhan was only detached and polite to her, from the beginning to the present, just like now he looked back at her with indifferent and cold eyes. Even he wasn't looking at her at all.

Since Lin Shuang seemed to have been drained of his soul when he was not there, she never looked at him and smiled sincerely, his dark and clear eyes lost their brilliance, like a black hole, barren and terrifying.

Now the whole world is afraid that in his eyes, it is a black and white picture.

It's been two years, and even Dad Lin and Mom Lin can't bear to see Shen Muhan go on like this, and persuade him to start a relationship again, but he turns a deaf ear.

That person was in his heart, not big or small, just filled. No more, no less.

Shen Muhan suddenly chuckled and interrupted Qin Qing's thoughts, and she heard him say very softly, "The rain is about to stop."

Then he continued, "It's going to be clear."

Qin Qing didn't have time to say anything that Shen Muhan had already walked away step by step with an umbrella, and he didn't look back at her, the street lamp was shining brightly, and his shadow was stretched long.

He walked farther and farther away, fading away in the darkness of the night.

Like a faded ink painting.

Qin Qing smiled bitterly and stood in place with an umbrella for a while before turning back, the mobile phone rang, and as expected, it was a call from Lin's mother.

"Qingqing, how is Xiao Han?" Shen Muhan's habit Lin Ma also knows a thing or two, he didn't go back so late tonight, he must have come to the bus stop again.

She always knew that Shen Muhan was a good boy to rely on, but she didn't expect him to be so affectionate that it made them all feel distressed.

But two years have passed.

Do you want to let him live alone until he dies of old age?

They already regard Shen Muhan as their own son, how can they bear to **** to see him living in a nightmare.

Qin Qing smiled, "I'm sorry, Mother Lin, I can't do it"

She naturally knew what Mother Lin meant, but she was as good as Lin Shuang, she was not pretending, and she couldn't do anything if she snatched Lin Shuang's happiness. She dreams of a troubled conscience.

It took a lot of effort for Mother Lin to persuade Qin Qing, since Lin Shuang was no longer there and would never come back, they couldn't watch Shen Muhan go on like this.

Qin Qing is so good to Lin Shuang, let her take care of Shen Muhan a little, they have nothing to say, if he can open his heart to accept Qin Qing, these elders will also be happy.

But now Qin Qing told her that she couldn't do it.

Mother Lin was stunned for a moment before she could speak before she heard Qin Qing continue, "Mother Lin's emotional matter can't be forced, his heart has been ...... Occupy a full place, and can't tolerate others"

She paused for a moment and still didn't mention it in front of Mother Lin, for fear that she would be sad.

Mother Lin sighed, "It's really a sin."

"I will still treat you as my own mother" Lin Shuang's mother is her Qin Qing's mother, so she can be called a sister.

"Good boy, I'm sorry for you," Mother Lin sighed again.

Qin Qing smiled, "Then Mother Lin, I'll go home first, Mu Han has already gone back, and it is estimated that I will be home soon."

Mother Lin hesitated for a moment and admonished twice, "Then you go back early, be careful on the road when it's dark at night."

Shen Muhan got up early the next morning, it was the first time he went to Lin Shuang's cemetery in two years, he wanted to take a look and see how her environment was.

His eyes were still red when he saw a neat mound.

There were some very shallow weeds around, there were no flowers, Shen Muhan took two steps forward and squatted down, he reached out and touched the small mound, with a shallow smile on his face, "You like flowers so much, how can there be no flowers in your new home?" ”

"It's so barren," he shook his head.

"Would you like to bring you some flower seeds another day? There will be a lot of flowers in the near future," he bowed his head in annoyance suddenly, "but I don't seem to know what flowers you like."

Shen Muhan stood up slowly, he looked up at the golden sun, the sun was so good and warm, and it was a warm feeling when it fell on him.

But it couldn't warm his heart.

He suddenly remembered that Lin Shuang once jokingly told him that if she had any three strengths and two weaknesses, he would find someone better than her, and she said that the best way to forget a relationship is to find a better new person to replace the old one.

Shen Muhan suddenly laughed.

There is only one her in this world, let him compare what to compare.

Shen Muhan returned home and entered the bedroom without saying a word, he leaned back in the chair and didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the door was pushed with a very soft, soft sound.

He didn't look back, "Mom, I'm fine"

There was no response behind him.

Shen Muhan was stunned for a moment and turned around.

Then he paused suddenly, the blood in his whole body stopped flowing, and he only had the familiar face of the person in front of him, the face he had thought about day and night.

He thought he was dreaming again.

But even if he dreamed, he couldn't stop trembling a little, he got up slowly, looked at her, but didn't dare to move forward, for fear that if he moved one step and she would disappear.

Her figure changed slightly, her fingers trembled a little, her hair grew to her shoulders, and her eyes were shining with tears that he didn't dare to blink.

The moment the two looked at each other, it seemed that the whole world stopped.

Time quickly rewinds back to two years ago, where she has never left.

"Mu Han" she looked at him, and tears rolled down her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Am I ugly?" She touched her hair worriedly, "There are very few hairs, it seems that they can't grow"

"Come here," Shen Muhan's voice was hoarse.

He hugged her tightly, the familiar temperature, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist as he closed his eyes.

Even if it's a hallucination, it's a dream, he won't let go.

He never knew.

It turned out that two years was so long. (To be continued.) )