Ming Jingxuan also said "goodbye" and parted with him.

Walking alone on the lonely path shrouded in twilight, the heart is still desolate and sad in the end.

Knowing that there would be this day, I thought that I was mentally prepared, and when this day came, I would be relieved, but I didn't want to, and I still couldn't do it after all.

Perhaps, this is the most humble unrequited love, she still doesn't know how to let go, and she has this thought about her.

Anyway, since she has found a lover, it is superfluous and unrighteous, when it is time to let go, let it go in style.

A few days later, it was another twilight evening.

When Lin Acheng came home from helping with his parents' fruit shop, it was already twilight. On this day, his parents were busy counting the goods in the store, and they would not be home in the evening, so they let him go home alone.

In the past, when he and Song Qinglian's parents were not at home, he would take this opportunity to send some fresh melons and fruits to Song Qinglian to talk to her.

This time, he had just loaded a basket of melons and fruits and was about to go next door, but when he was halfway through the melons and fruits, his heart suddenly shook. It seemed that he had thought of something, and in an instant, he stopped moving.

Yes, it's all a habit, but it's long gone.

A bitterness welled up in his heart, he put down the fruit basket, and pulled the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly.

Her protection of Song Qinglian has become a habit, and she has forgotten that she already has a lover by her side. Perhaps, she doesn't need herself anymore.

Looking at the wall across the courtyard, on the other side of the wall, she didn't know what she was going to do at the moment.

Maybe she just came back from a date with her brother Xuan, and her heart is full of sweetness. Or maybe her parents are not at home, and she is still enduring unbearable loneliness under that roof.

I haven't seen her for several days, I go out early and return late, she also returns early in the spring and late, and when I can see her, it's only when both parents are not there.

put down the fruit basket, he still has a little unwillingness in his heart, and his protection of her has become a habit, no matter who she has around her, she is always a concern that he can't let go.

He hesitated for a long time, but after all, he couldn't resist the concern in his heart, filled the fruit basket with melons and fruits, and went to the Song family next door.

Gently buckled the door, and it was Song Qinglian who opened the door, she was really at home. Seeing that it was Lin Acheng, she couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "Brother Acheng, what are you ......?"

He hurriedly said, "My father and mother are not coming home tonight, I will bring back some fresh melons and fruits, and I want to give them to you to taste."

He handed the fruit basket to Song Qinglian, Song Qinglian didn't refuse, took it with both hands, and was grateful: "Thank you, Brother Cheng, you think of me every year during the harvest."

It was just a simple sentence, but Lin Acheng was shocked when he heard it.

Annually? Yes, every year when the melons and fruits are ripe, he will pick the best ones and send them to her as soon as possible, this kind of protection has become a habit, and I don't remember it for a long time.

Suddenly, his mind went back to this time a year ago. At that time, it was also spring, and the family harvested melons and fruits, and I picked some good ones and gave them to her.

It was at that time that I saw that she was in a bad mood and offered to take her to see Minghuitang's performance, which was also the opportunity for her to get acquainted with Ming Jingxuan, so she had a relationship in the future.

Thinking of this, his heart felt an unbearable sourness again.

Song Qinglian put down the fruit basket, "Brother Cheng, where have you been today, have you just come back?"

Lin Acheng fell into deep thought, didn't hear her question, just stood in place in a daze.

Song Qinglian called out again: "Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng!"

"Huh?" When she called his thoughts back, he realized that he had lost his mind, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He hurriedly sorted out his expression, with a little apology: "Qinglian, you...... I didn't hear what you just said."

Song Qinglian was very surprised when she saw him with a dumbfounded expression, "Brother Cheng, what are you thinking, I asked you to go."

Where, how to come back."

"Ah, you said me." Lin Acheng regained his usual look, "I went to help out in my father's fruit shop today, and I haven't come back until now."

He paused, and then asked, "Qinglian, what about you, did you just come back?"

"Well, yes." Song Qinglian replied truthfully: "I just went to Minghui Hall to see Brother Xuan, and I came back in less than a quarter of an hour."

When she was Lin Acheng's brother and best friend, she naturally believed that he would not confide in him, and she would naturally not shy away from the matter with Ming Jingxuan in front of him.

Although she said plainly, the sweetness in her eyes was overflowing, and she couldn't hide such a strong affection.

Lin Acheng saw it in his eyes, but the bitterness was in his heart. The happy demeanor of the little daughter's family will not be revealed because of herself.

There must be no one in her home, if in the past, when there was no one in her home, I often went to her courtyard to sit with her to resolve her loneliness. Now that she has someone to accompany her, she probably doesn't need herself.

Even if I want to accompany her, I don't know if I should speak at this moment.

"Uh, that ......" he scratched his head a little unnaturally, but finally opened his mouth, "Qinglian, there is no one in your family."

"That's right." Song Qinglian nodded, "Daddy hasn't been home for a long time, Brother Ah Cheng wants to come in and sit down, I just made a new pot of tea."

Her attitude towards him has not changed at all. is still as sincere and enthusiastic as before, and does not deliberately avoid suspicion with himself because of the appearance of Ming Jingxuan.

Maybe in her heart, she still has her own place.

A trace of warmth welled up in his bitter heart, and since she was willing to take the initiative to invite, then he had no reason to mind.

He finally agreed to her with relief, "Okay." He entered the courtyard with Song Qinglian and sat down at the square table.

"Brother Cheng." Song Qinglian said to him, "You wait here first, and I'll go into the house and make a pot of tea for you."

"Ah...... Well, okay." Lin Acheng replied a little stunned.

Song Qinglian entered the room and looked at her slender back, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

She is the same as before, she is still so simple and kind, and she is also the same beautiful and moving, and she has never changed for a moment in the more than ten years since she met.

It's just that when I stay with her now, it doesn't seem to be the same as before.

Maybe she didn't care about any of this, and she was still normal to herself. All this is just my own mind. However, even if she knows that she already has someone else in her heart, she still can't stop liking her.

"Brother Cheng!"

"Huh?" was recalled by Song Qinglian, and he immediately turned his head.

Song Qinglian held the tea cup and looked at herself in surprise, "Brother Cheng, I've called you several times, what are you thinking, the tea is ready."

"Ah, no, it's nothing......" He hurriedly sorted out his emotions, but there was still a little trepidation on his face, he could only immediately take the tea cup in Song Qinglian's hand to cover up his panic, "Okay, thank you Qinglian."

Unexpectedly, because of panic, as soon as he took the teacup, his hands trembled, and he knocked the teacup over on the table.

"Oops!" He screamed in panic, and the tea spilled on his sleeve. Fortunately, the tea didn't splash too much on his body, and he didn't get burned.

"Gee, what's going on?" Song Qinglian was also surprised: "Brother Cheng, how are you, have you been burned?"

Lin Acheng was afraid of causing her panic, so he hurriedly shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."

Song Qinglian picked up the handkerchief and wanted to wipe his clothes for him, "Wipe it quickly."

When she got close to her, Lin Acheng's heart suddenly jumped sharply. Every time I was with her before, I had never had such a reaction. This time, I don't know why.

Looking at her from this angle, her bright eyes were filled with a layer of shallow autumn water, like the edge of the sky

The stars shone brightly. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were as pink as jade, and they were as lovely as lotus flowers.

Looking at her like this, I will still be moved, just like when Ping Suri is by her side, although the Tao is ordinary, there will still be a shallow ripple in my heart.

She is simple by nature, treats herself like a relative, and will not guard the etiquette of men and women left by the Qing Dynasty like she does to others. Seeing that his clothes were wet, he offered to wipe them for himself, and he wanted to be normal as usual, so naturally he wouldn't worry so much.

But after all, now that she has Ming Jingxuan by her side, she and she are no longer the same as before. Although there are no others, this is a bit unruly after all.

"No need for Qinglian!" He hurriedly stopped it, snatched the handkerchief from her hand, and took three steps back, "I'll wipe it myself."

Seeing his series of abnormal actions, Song Qinglian was inexplicably confused, and she stood in place in a daze, "Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you today, so abnormal, but what happened?"

"Huh?" Lin Acheng was first startled, silent for two seconds, and then said with a bit of gloom: "No, it's okay, don't worry about it, let's sit down and talk."

He took two more steps forward and sat at the table in the courtyard with Song Qinglian.

He didn't say anything more, so Song Qinglian didn't ask any more, and just said, "Then I'll pour another pot."

As she spoke, she went to the house again and fetched a pot of tea.

Lin Acheng's heart swelled with sadness again. All her thoughts, she didn't know after all.

Unusual? It's all because of you. It's just that if you have a lover, you will never understand my heart.

Song Qinglian came back with tea, and the two of them sat in the courtyard, drinking tea together, and talking about some homely past.