"It's not that I really don't have an impression, it's just that the qiē happened so suddenly that I don't want to think about it until now."

Ye Xiaoyu hurriedly added, and finally came back to the sentence just now, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoyu, are you alright? I heard that there was a scoundrel in the shop just now......"

Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly walked in, followed by -

Ling Yu.

"It's okay, let Shopkeeper Liu worry. The scoundrel has been driven away. ”

Ye Xiaoyu got up from the chair in the rest area and said to Shopkeeper Liu with a smile. After saying hello, his gaze crossed to Shopkeeper Liu, stopped on Ling Yu's face behind him, and smiled at him as well.

"It's okay if you're fine, I went to my old club's house this morning to settle the New Year's account, and as soon as I came back, I heard Xiao Ou say that I met a scoundrel here in the morning, Young Master Ling...... We were all worried, so we hurried over to have a look. ”

Shopkeeper Liu's eyes swept around the shop, and after finding that there was nothing unusual, his tone was a little relaxed.

Ling Yu stood behind Shopkeeper Liu, listening to Shopkeeper Liu's words, just smiled, and had no extra expression.

The shopkeeper Liu has shares, maybe Ling Yu is still the son of the owner of the Ling Cloth Workshop, and he should be worried.

Ye Xiaoyu said in her heart.

"This little brother is very raw, yes-"

Shopkeeper Liu stood in the shop for a long time before he noticed the sunshine sitting in the rest area, so he asked Ye Xiaoyu.

"Oh, you look at my courtesy, I forgot to introduce it. This is Uncle Lu's nephew, named Qinglang. Because he came to Yuejing to deliver goods, he went here for lunch. ”

Ye Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Qinglang and said. Although I already knew in my heart that it was unlikely that Qing Lang would have any polite expressions and greetings.

"Sunny-good? Is it a sunny day? Surname Qing? ”

Shopkeeper Liu asked a little awkwardly.

"It's not a common surname."

After seeing Ye Xiaoyu nodding, Shopkeeper Liu turned his head again, looked at Ling Yu and said. In addition to surprise and curiosity, there was also some strange ...... in his tone 情xù.

"Let's go first."

Qinglang got up from the chair, said a faint word when he walked to Ye Xiaoyu's side, and quickly disappeared into the crowd of people coming and going on the street.

Shopkeeper Liu's eyes went out of the door with the sunshine. After coming back to his senses, after seeing that there was nothing serious in Ye Xiaoyu's shop, he also left first on the grounds that there was still something on the cloth shop side.

Ye Xiaoyu hoped that Ling Yu would also leave together. Because just the two of them, it seems that the atmosphere has become more awkward.

"When is the big wedding, Young Master Ling?"

Replacing the cup that Qinglang had held, Ye Xiaoyu took a new one. He lowered his head and made Ling Yu a cup of tea. It was handed to the coffee table in front of him.

"Xiuyu is still young, and there are still some times."

Ling Yu picked up the cup on the coffee table, took a sip, and didn't put it down. Let the vapor in the cup linger on his face.

"It was an accident. It's as good as you and Lu Qian. I thought you were going to marry her......"

Ye Xiaoyu also poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile. It's not that Ye Xiaoyu doesn't accumulate morality. But Ling Yu married a woman in yellow, it was really a bit blind.

"Huh. How can you think that, I've always regarded Qianqian as my sister. ”

As if he had heard a big joke, Ling Yu looked at Ye Xiaoyu with amusement.

As a sister?

Can you be a sister as if nothing happened when you know Lu Qian's state of mind? It's true that Ling Yu is perfect, but Ye Xiaoyu really doesn't like his irresponsible arguments too much.

"You seem to have a deep grudge with Xiuyu. In fact, she is the eldest lady who has a little temper, but she is not bad-hearted. ”

Seeing that Ye Xiaoyu didn't speak, Ling Yu took a sip of tea and continued.

He really didn't know why Ye Xiaoyu didn't like Jia Xiuyu so much, as far as Ling Yu knew, the two of them had only had two contacts so far, one was on Yuejing Street last year, and once was in Ye Xiaoyu's shop last time, and Ling Yu himself was present both times, although Jia Xiuyu was a little willful, but compared to Lu Qian before, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary to Ye Xiaoyu at all, why did Ye Xiaoyu have a deep prejudice against her?

Isn't the heart bad?

Nima, if you randomly call a group of people on the street to beat others, casually assault people, take your family to find fault in other people's shops for no reason, and secretly make the reputation of the shops that others have worked so hard to build stink, these are all not bad-hearted, then Ye Xiaoyu really doesn't know what else is "bad-hearted"?

Ye Xiaoyu had always felt that Ling Yu was perfect like a sun, and the reason why she was reluctant to get close was because the light emitted from Ling Yu's body was too dazzling. But after listening to his evaluation of the woman in yellow, Ye Xiaoyu felt for the first time that the so-called sun she identified was nothing more than that, and she was blinded by appearances, and inexplicably felt a trace of disappointment from the bottom of her heart.

"There are no grudges or grievances, they are all trivial things, and they are not enough to worry about."

Ye Xiaoyu looked at Ling Yu and said, her tone calm.

What if she wasn't calm? Did she want to cry a lot, and then grab Ling Yu and tell him how bad the woman in yellow was? Not to mention that this is not in line with Ye Xiaoyu's temperament, even if she does this, will Ling Yu believe it? He would only comfort Ye Xiaoyu indiscriminately, and then he was even more convinced in his heart that this was just Ye Xiaoyu himself messing around.

"It seems that no matter how long I haven't seen you, your stubborn temperament will never change."

Seeing Ye Xiaoyu's pretended calm answer, Ling Yu was a little helpless.

What he said just now was not to blame Ye Xiaoyu, he just didn't want Jia Xiuyu and Ye Xiaoyu to have such a stiff quarrel, after all, Ye Xiaoyu would have to stay in Yuejing for a long time in the future, and the power of the Jia family, if she could get along well with Jia Xiuyu, would definitely help Ye Xiaoyu's business.

"Why change? I think I'm pretty good. ”

Stubborn, stubborn, stubborn?

Why are there so many shining points on his body, and he is doing things so hard every day, but Ling Yu can't see it at all. Why did he keep looking at Ye Xiaoyu with the least obvious stubbornness. Ye Xiaoyu really wanted to yell at Ling Yu, this is not stubbornness, this is persistence, this is the bottom line of her Ye Xiaoyu's life.

Why is the woman in yellow so disgusting, so pretentious, and so fierce, but in Ling Yu's eyes, she has all become young and willful, kind, and not bad-hearted?

Lose your marbles.

Either Ling Yu is crazy, or she Ye Xiaoyu is crazy.

This feeling was so aggrieved that she wanted to find a place to yell a few times, and then find something to beat up.

Ye Xiaoyu hasn't felt so aggrieved for a long time. There are more and more feelings in her heart, but there is nowhere to vent, and the feelings that are forcefully suppressed in her chest seem to explode in an instant if she is not careful. This is not only because of Ling Yu's misunderstanding, but also because she knew that the person who was doing the ghost behind her back was the woman in yellow, but she could only watch her continue acting in front of Ling Yu, and there was nothing she could do about it.

This feeling of powerlessness continued to expand and spread wantonly in Ling Yu's words, like a vine that had taken root and sprouted in an instant, winding and circling in Ye Xiaoyu's heart until it filled her chest.

"That day in the shop, I saw a man sitting next to Qianqian, was she married?"

Perhaps feeling the affection on Ye Xiaoyu's body, Ling Yu did not continue the topic just now, but turned around and led the topic to Lu Qian.

Anyway, he has long been accustomed to Ye Xiaoyu's stubborn and unforgiving temperament.

"Nope. That is the child of Uncle Lu's friend, just like you before, who came to live in Lujiazhuang for a while. ”

Ye Xiaoyu drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and poured herself a full cup again.

"Oh. Seeing that they were so familiar that day, I thought that Qianqian had finally made a marriage. ”

Ling Yu held the cup on the coffee table, but did not drink it, as if he was just looking for a support point for his hands.

"Didn't you promise her last year that you would take her to enjoy the night view of Yuejing on the day of the Lantern Festival?"

If you can't do it, don't just give people promises.

The special person is someone who has a deep affection for you.

She remembered that. I thought that everyone had forgotten about it casually. ”

Faced with Ling Yu's answer, Ye Xiaoyu didn't know how to answer.

Such a stiff and uninteresting conversation should have ended wisely a long time ago, or rather, it should not have started at all.

A long time ago, Ye Xiaoyu felt that there would always be a trace of inexplicable embarrassment between her and Ling Yu, especially when the two were alone, although they didn't have many opportunities to be alone. Later, after experiencing some things together and slowly becoming familiar, the discomfort became less intense, and even disappeared for a while. But after more than a year of not seeing each other, although the two are now sitting facing each other, Ye Xiaoyu feels that the gap between the two of them is like a bottomless trench, lying between them, needless to say, just looking at it, I feel dizzy.

The winter days are short and the nights are long, and the sun on the horizon soon turns into a westward sunset, and the light is so faint that it is difficult to cast a shadow on the window lattice.

In the ready-to-wear shop in the middle of Yuejing East Street, Ling Yu sat quietly on a chair, occasionally taking advantage of the tea break to look up at Ye Xiaoyu, who was also sitting opposite, who was also silent, as if he had infinite words to say in his heart, as if he didn't have a word to say.

In the evening, a small wave of guests came to the shop, and Xiao Ou couldn't greet him alone, so Ye Xiaoyu stood up to help. Maybe it was because he was too bored, or maybe it was because he was afraid of meeting acquaintances, Ling Yu sat alone for a while, then got up and said goodbye.

Ye Xiaoyu silently sent him to the door, wanting to say something goodbye, but suddenly he couldn't say anything, just opened his mouth, and let the cold wind on the street enter his mouth and pass through his throat.

"Let's get inside, it's too cold outside."

Ling Yu walked a few steps, turned his head and saw that Ye Xiaoyu was still standing there, so he persuaded with a smile. (To be continued......)

PS: Happy Lantern Festival (╯3╰)