For a month in a row, he would come to the teahouse at the same time to drink a pot of tea, listen to the story for a while, and then leave.

I know his name, but I like to call him by that name.

He.

I treated him differently than anyone else.

Although he came every day, I noticed that he was not happy.

I know him Ye Zhenfei, this is what he told me, I don't even know where his family lives and what he does, I only know his name.

In recent days, he has not been in a very good mood when he comes to the teahouse.

His face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and he was a little gloomy.

He wasn't happy, I wasn't happy with him, and when he came, my eyes looked at him from time to time, even though I was standing elsewhere and chatting with others.

He didn't know what he was thinking, he was always staring at one place for a long time.

Even if he is unhappy, he will always have a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaomin, you like him, right?"

Suddenly, an old man sitting across from me said.

Suddenly asked like this, I couldn't answer for a while, and my face turned red, but fortunately he didn't hear what he was thinking, otherwise I really wouldn't have the face to see people.

The group of old people sitting were laughing, and I felt even more that my face was about to fall to the ground.

"Girl, if you like it, go after it."

I hesitated, "He has a family." ”

"Oh?" There was an old man who often drank tea with me, and he felt a little sorry and said, "I hate to meet when you are not married, Xiaomin, you are too late to meet." ”

Is it too late to meet?

I asked myself, if it was five years ago, would it be too late?

We didn't talk for long, but I fell in love with someone because of that, which was a bit too hasty.

One of the things I want to do most is actually to put a switch on my heart, so that when I don't want to love, I don't love.

So, I decided to close the door.

The street of the teahouse is very old, and the government has come to a new policy, this place will be expropriated, and the house will be demolished, and my teahouse is of course no exception.

This teahouse has been passed down from my family for five generations, and I have been staying in this place, just to keep this bit of family property, and not to decline in my own hands.

But my heart fell.

One day, I suddenly had the idea that I was going to snatch him no matter what.

This kind of thought makes me feel terrible, how can I have such evil thoughts.

So, I decided to leave.

After the government expropriated the land for my family's teahouse, I lost some money, and after adding my savings from the teahouse over the past few years, I left here.

I once thought about what I would do if I didn't open a teahouse.

I went to study architectural design, and I had to endure hardships to learn this, but I felt that I could endure hardships.

After my grandfather left, I was always taking care of myself.

Sometimes when I'm sick, I grit my teeth and pass, but fortunately I don't get sick often, I can endure hardship.

My dream is to grow up and design a house for myself.

There's sunshine inside, there's the smell of flowers, and most importantly, it's homely.

How can a woman's life be considered complete?

Married? Have a child? Got a husband?

Is it complete?

Then my life is really not full at all.

When I was thirty-four years old, cumin stood in the demolished teahouse and built an urban mall, my heart was full of emotion.

Over the past decade, a lot has changed here.

This area has become a bustling commercial city, and the dazzling array of goods keeps pace with the times, but I feel a little sad in my heart.

I'm still standing the same as I was back then.

It seems to be waiting for something.

I also asked myself what I was waiting for.

They all say that I am beautiful, and even though I am thirty-four years old and have always been single, there are still many suitors behind me, and there is no shortage of those young talents.

My heart, after installing that switch, was also turned off along with my feelings.

At the age of thirty-four, I have fulfilled my dream and finally designed a house for myself, where every part of the house was designed by me, along with the furniture and layout in it according to my requirements.

There is sunshine and the fragrance of flowers, but there is never a taste of home.

On this day, after I came to the demolished city mall again, the air was a little dull, and after a while, it began to rain heavily, and as soon as I turned around, I saw him in the crowd, and suddenly I stood in the rain and cried, tears mixed with the rain, and I even cried loudly, like a little girl, crying very sadly.

Tears blurred my vision, he didn't even look at me, he got into the car with an elegant woman in his arms, and the car drove away.

Then I remembered that he probably didn't know that there was someone who had been secretly loving him in a corner.

She wanted to go up to him and ask him, was the tea she made delicious?

But she didn't have the courage to step forward, and the tenderness in his eyes would only be shown to the person in his arms.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and I haven't come back to see him, but his appearance has always been imprinted in my mind, and it has not been forgotten, but has become clearer and clearer.

The switch that I had been keeping in my heart for more than ten years suddenly turned on.

I don't have many dreams.

Because grandpa said that people should not be too greedy, greedy for small things and big ones.

The departing car suddenly drove back, and he got out of it, got inside, and after a while came out again, with a lady's bag in his hand.

Still standing in the rain, I watched him come out of it.

He passed by me, and I couldn't help but stop him, "Ye Zhenfei!" ”

I've never called it in front of him, and I can't count how many times I've called it in my mind.

He turned back to me with some confusion, "Miss, are you calling me?" ”

I was very close to him, he didn't change much, except for some fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was so beautiful to smile.

He looked at me, but suddenly I didn't know what to say.

It turned out that he didn't know me anymore.

I've been struggling with him for more than ten years, but I've long forgotten about me.

For a while, a lot of sadness and grievances welled up in my heart, and my eyes were sour.

"Oh, nothing, I admit I was wrong."

I said a little incoherently.

Luckily, it was raining, and I was standing in the rain so he couldn't see me crying.

He turned around and was about to leave, thought about it and walked back to me, and handed me the umbrella in his hand, "Miss, the rain is not good for your health, go home early, drink a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold, otherwise you will catch a cold." ”

I held the umbrella he handed me, and watched him walk into the car not far away, and a coquettish female voice came, "What's the matter, your umbrella is coming, it's raining so hard, why don't you use the umbrella?" ”

"Let's go." He replied lightly.

The car drove away again.

I stood in the rain a little messy, but my mind was projecting the scene just now, he walked towards me with a smile, the moment he handed me the umbrella, the touch of his fingers, my heart missed a beat, and his deadly smile was always in my head.

I went back to the house I had just moved into, and there was sunshine and the smell of flowers, but the atmosphere of home was missing.

I suddenly wanted to have a home, I wanted to have a child.

I suddenly wanted to have a baby for him, I just wanted to give him a baby.

I knew it was wrong, but I never thought of messing up his life as well, just a child.

I longed for a home, for a child with him.

Even if he doesn't know.

Even if you are punished, you can do it!