At about six o'clock in the evening, Bai Menglou came back from work. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Bai Menglou went home on time like this, which is relatively rare in recent times. He usually came back at about nine or ten o'clock in the evening, and he was tired.

Every evening, Aunt Zhao cooked the meal every time, and then Lin Fengyu ate in the restaurant by herself, and the restaurant was deserted.

This "home" really doesn't feel like a home anymore.

Although in Lin Fengyu's heart, this "home" is actually not home, but for a long time after getting married, Bai Menglou attached great importance to accompanying Lin Fengyu to breakfast and dinner.

At that time, under the pale yellow light, the two sat face to face on both sides of the dining table and toasted together.

Occasionally, she even had the illusion that this was her home, and the gentle man sitting opposite was her husband, and she would be with this man for the rest of her life.

Whenever this feeling comes to her, she always has to remind herself that this is just Liu Yizhou's plan, she is on a mission, and she must not fall too deep and can't extricate herself.

"Wind and rain, let's have dinner together today! I brought home a good bottle of wine! With a faint smile, Bai Menglou raised his right hand, and in his hand was a bottle of wine, "Absolutely French origin, sent by a French friend!" ”

Aunt Zhao hurriedly came over and took the wine bottle and put it on the dining table.

Today, it seems that the feeling of home is back.

The dinner was very exquisite, and it was made by Aunt Zhao according to Bai Menglou's requirements.

Aunt Zhao opened the wine and withdrew from the restaurant, leaving only Bai Menglou and Lin Fengyu in the spacious restaurant.

Bai Menglou filled the cups of the two with wine.

"Wind and rain, are you happy?" Bai Menglou put down the wine bottle and suddenly asked.

Lin Fengyu was stunned for a moment, Bai Menglou rarely communicated with her about such questions.

Even when the two often ate together in the past, the two of them ate silently most of the time, and occasional conversations were dispensable.

Lin Fengyu knew that Bai Menglou was an extremely smart person, and it was difficult to lie to him, not to mention, there was no need to hide anything from this problem.

She shook her head slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Actually, deep down in my heart, I want you to be happy... Do you believe this? After a while, Bai Menglou said softly.

Lin Fengyu nodded.

Of course, she believed that if it weren't for that, when he was in a car accident, he wouldn't have left her a chance to live, and he chose to face death, and he wouldn't have fought his last strength to pull her up after she fell off the cliff!

Those things have passed, but thinking about it, Lin Fengyu still feels warm.

This is the most powerful evidence that a man loves a woman beyond measure.

Even if she is hard-hearted, she will be moved, not to mention, Lin Fengyu is a soft-hearted woman.

If there was really one person in this world who cherished Lin Fengyu more than his own life, there was only one person, and that was Bai Menglou.

At least, so far there is only one person in Bai Menglou.

But is love enough?

Love, it's not everything...

"There are always some places that we can't do in this world, we want to keep all the beautiful things around, but often things backfire, like a mirror of the moon and water, and it is empty in a blink of an eye. Therefore, the best way to store good things is," Bai Menglou raised his wine glass, facing the light, and the wine in the wine glass was as red as blood, "stay in my heart!" ”

He smiled and drank it all.

Lin Fengyu didn't know what he was referring to, maybe it was casually, maybe it was Hu Die, that poignant girl.

She couldn't help but think of that scene: in the blood-red sunset, Hu Die jumped down from the roof of the building, like a butterfly, falling in the shadow of the sunset...

Sentimentality came like a tide, instantly submerging Lin Fengyu, she picked up her wine glass, raised her head, and dried up.

At that moment, Lin Fengyu suddenly understood that she was not in love with Bai Menglou, she was in love with Bai Menglou!

Just like the story of young boys and girls moved by the story of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, the story of Guo Jing and Huang Rong... They love the story, not the protagonist of the story!

Bai Menglou filled the two cups again.

"Don't you want to say something?" Bai Menglou looked at Lin Fengyu, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Every time we face each other, what do you say to me the most, go to work?" Off work? Have you eaten? ”

Lin Fengyu was stunned for a moment.

Indeed, what she said to him was mostly this kind of cliché that was not salty or light.

But what can be said?

"Choice...", she said cautiously, "life is actually very simple, it is a choice for countless times, but the key is just one step or a few steps, right?" ”

Bai Menglou smiled.

"Classic, wind and rain either don't speak, or it has a far-reaching meaning, I agree, life is a choice, and choice determines life!"

He raised his glass, "Let's toast to the choice!" ”

The two drank and chatted.

Before you know it, there are only about two glasses left in the bottle.

Bai Menglou poured himself a glass, and then poured the rest into Lin Fengyu's wine glass.

He poured it very slowly, until the last drop of wine hung on the wine bottle, red as blood, "Yue Fei's Manjianghong said, Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood, this wine is really like blood!" Poignant and tragic! ”

His hand trembled, and the wine dripped into Lin Fengyu's wine glass.

"I really want to do more for you, but unfortunately, all I can do for you is to pour wine!" He put down the wine bottle and looked at Lin Fengyu.

Even through the lenses of his glasses, Lin Fengyu could still see that his eyes were so sad...

"Thank you!" Lin Fengyu said, it seemed to be heartfelt gratitude, and it seemed to be polite between strangers.

She and him, sometimes seem far away, sometimes seem very close.

She held up her glass, "Thank you!" ”

But Bai Menglou didn't raise a glass, he looked at her quietly, "Don't worry, let me see you again..."

His eyes are like the rippling waters of a spring stream.

Lin Fengyu didn't know that what he saw in his eyes was Hu Die or Lin Fengyu.