The smell of summer is getting stronger and stronger, and the bright sunlight is too dazzling to concentrate. Ye Shan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of her "new home" and absentmindedly flipped through a copy of "Disappearing on the Horizon".

A week ago, she moved to Lin Qinghai's residence.

Cohabit.

These two words are still a bit heavy for her.

"Move to me."

When Lin Qinghai made such a request again with fiery eyes, Ye Shan nodded and agreed. If she had dismissed the idea of cohabitation because she didn't want to hurt Lin Qinghai, then this time, she knew that if she refused again, she would slowly lose him. No matter how much he loves her, his patience will not end.

She didn't want to lose him. I don't want to lose the warmth and peace of mind.

Dazzling sunlight shines through the glass, leaving a burning sensation on the bare skin. Ye Shan left the floor-to-ceiling window and returned to the room to pour a cup of coffee.

Italian coffee, Lin Qinghai's favorite.

Everything here has the style of Lin Qinghai, spacious rooms, high-quality furniture, harmonious carpets and wallpaper. Compared to where Ye Shan lived before, this place is really luxurious.

Ye Shan lowered her head and looked at her bare feet, and suddenly felt lonely. The bigger the house, the more lonely the person.

This weekend, Lin Qinghai still went to work overtime, leaving her here alone, in this strange big house. When she looked up, she could no longer see the pale blue ceiling, but instead a light brown color, and she could no longer find that little mood.

"Hey!" Ye Shan put down the coffee and sighed lightly. I can't help but think, if Chen Qihua is here, it would be good, at least someone would drink coffee twice, and one person's coffee would be too bitter.

On the second day after Chen Qihua fell out of love, he went on a trip and said that he was going to relax. Ye Shan understands this mood very well, just like when she went to Hangzhou to see the cherry blossoms, although she knew that the situation would not change significantly after she came back, she just wanted to do that. Fortunately, she met her new beginning, and she hoped that Chen Qihua could also meet his new beginning.

Ye Shan picked up "Disappearing on the Horizon" again and passed the time.

"Are you okay?"

When she saw the sixth chapter, a yellow sticky note appeared in front of Ye Shan's eyes, with these words simply written on it, without a title or signature.

"Wending—" Ye Shan picked up the sticky note and called softly. Although she had forgotten when she wrote it, she knew very well that it was a greeting she wrote to Tang Wending, and there was more than one such note.

"What are you doing now?"

"Do you think of me by accident?"

"Suddenly, I really want to see you."

……

Ye Shan couldn't remember how many she had written, and she couldn't remember where she left it in the end.

"How long is this going to be?" Ye Shanzhi suddenly asked herself. Missing another man in Lin Qinghai's house felt that it was a sin.

Closing the book, she decided to go out for a walk.

On these sunny days, the trees on the side of the street quietly flourished, and the leaves were shiny and shiny. However, Ye Shan's mood was very heavy. She walked all the way in the direction of West Street, where there was a clothing store she used to frequent. In fact, she didn't know the boss there very well, but she just went back and forth and had some friendship.

"Long time no see!" As soon as Ye Shan entered the door, the boss greeted her warmly.

The owner is a woman, a beautiful woman, married, with a son who is in junior high school, she looks very young and has a good figure. Calling her boss, Ye Shan felt that she couldn't speak, but she couldn't find a suitable title.

"Long time no see!" Ye Shan responded and said.

There is a radio in the store, and it is a music program, and the voice of the hostess is soft and sensual.

"You haven't been here in a long time.?"

"Hmm. Because I haven't had any clothes to buy lately. Ye Shan flipped through the clothes hanging on the wall.

"You don't have to buy clothes, you can come and play when you have time."

Ye Shan stopped and smiled, "Thank you!" ”

"Don't be so polite, I'll be happy if you can come and play, it's too boring to be alone." The boss said from the heart.

Ye Shan nodded, "It's too boring to be alone", she knows it well.

"Why are you sullen?"

"Huh?"

The boss pointed to Ye Shan's face, "You have it written on your face." ”

Ye Shan looked in the mirror, an expressionless face. Actually, she's just alone.

"Hahaha!" The boss burst out laughing, "You're so cute." ”

Her hearty laughter made people feel happy, and Ye Shan couldn't help but laugh too.

"yes, what a nice smile."

Ye Shan lowered her head and touched her face, "Maybe, there is always something." ”

"Everything is the fault of your own heart." The owner said seriously.

"yes, it's all in the heart."

Ye Shan looked out the door, a BMW stopped at the door, and a ray of sunlight reflected back the dazzling light on the windshield. At this time, two female customers walked into the store.

"Take a look, the latest model this summer, it's particularly beautiful." The boss stepped forward generously and said.

Looking at this scene, Ye Shan remembered that when she first came to this store, the boss also received her like this, with the same expression and tone. At that time, she had not met Lin Qinghai, alone, wandering around.

"I live in the present, but I always remember the past and worry about the future."

When the hostess on the radio said this softly, Ye Shan suddenly froze, isn't this just someone like her? Thinking about the past, but also worrying about the future, dragging mud and water.

"Heh-" Ye Shan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"How long is this going to be?" She muttered, hating herself like that.

That afternoon, she sat in a clothing store for a long time and finally bought a few clothes.

When saying goodbye, the boss told Ye Shan to call her A-Ying, not to be called by the boss's boss, to come and play when she is free, and to be a friend.

Because of these words, Ye Shan's mood suddenly became very good.

Back home, the sun had sunk in the west, and the afterglow reflected the sky.

Ye Shan opened the door and saw Lin Qinghai's black leather shoes neatly placed on the shoe rack at the door.

"You're back."

A cold voice startled Ye Shan, and she turned around to see Lin Qinghai, who had changed into a gray T-shirt, standing there with her hands folded, smiling.

"Why did you come back so early?" Ye Shan asked.

"I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I'll come back early to accompany you." Lin Qinghai looked at Ye Shan.

Ye Shan walked into the living room with a smile, and Lin Qinghai followed behind her.

"How was your day?"

"Not bad."

"What have you done?"

"Daze, reading, shopping." Ye Shan turned around and raised the shopping bag in his hand.

"What is it?"

"Clothes."

"Got mine?" Lin Qinghai asked with a smile.

"Only next time you go with me." Ye Shan pouted.

Lin Qinghai smiled apologetically, then stepped forward and hugged Ye Shan into his arms. Ye Shan likes his actions, and always has a wonderful sense of security. She felt that even if she was blindfolded, she could find him out, just like Tang Bohu ordered autumn incense.

"I'm sorry, I've been busy lately and couldn't be with you."

"Men, career-oriented." Ye Shan understood.

"You are the most important thing to me." Lin Qinghai said affectionately.

His love is so direct, so tender. Ye Shan's nose was sour, and tears were about to fall.

"Thank you for loving me so much."

"I'll always love you so much."

"I love you too." Ye Shan said sincerely.

Lin Qinghai hugged Ye Shan tightly and kissed the top of her head.

The setting sun shone in through the window, and the shadows of the two embracing each other fell on the floor obliquely.

Such days are warm and reassuring.

Ye Shan sighed again.