Goodbye, it's two months later.

Ming Lou had just finished sorting out his last few tasks and was hesitating to go home. The eldest sister is still angry for the past two days, and he is also to blame, if he doesn't tell the eldest sister that he sent someone to follow her, the eldest sister will not know, let alone be angry. But now he must now gain a firm foothold in the Restoration government, and he must not let his eldest sister's unintentional act of "serving the country" ruin his plan.

However...... He hasn't been home for two days, and going home means that he needs to give his eldest sister a reasonable explanation; Going home means a showdown.

Do you want a showdown?

The secretary knocked on the door and said there was a letter for him. He replied, "Bring it in," got up to take the letter, picked up his coat, and planned to go out for a meal first. The handwriting on the letter is very unfamiliar, clear and elegant, and at a glance you know that it is a handwriting that has been practiced for many years. He opened the letter as he walked. But he stopped at the door.

There are only a few words on the letter: Sycamore Cafe on Yarpey Road, Magnolia Teacup. Ah Cheng.

Ah Cheng, these two words made Ming Lou feel as if something was about to gush out of his chest. Eighteen years. The name was never mentioned again. Until he left his homeland, he never completely gave up looking for him, and for fourteen years, he was looking for a needle in the bottom of the sea, and there was no news at all.

Then the war came, and perhaps, he was really dead. Ming Lou said to himself, and then left this land.

Now, when Ming Lou came back, he saw a letter written to him signed "Ah Cheng", and he didn't even know if he had the courage to go to the appointment.

But if not him, who else could it be?

"Big brother, this word is too difficult to write. When will I be able to write as well as you do? The immature children's voice was in the ears, expecting Ai Aidi, with hesitation and panic.

"It's not difficult to write, you just need to calm down and press your wrist more steadily, like this," Ming Lou's own voice was also a little childish, as well as the unique sharpness of the voice change period.

At that time, he was only nine years old, and in order to practice the word "sincerity", he wrote a bundle of straw paper, just because it was the name given to him by Ming Lou. How happy he is to have a name.

Ming Lou called him Ah Cheng, asked him to follow his surname Ming, and asked him to call himself big brother.

At that time, he smiled so happily.

But......

But......

Why is he gone? Not only is he gone, but his mother, Aunt Gui, is also gone. Five years later, when Ming Lou found Aunt Gui in the cold north, he learned that he was not Aunt Gui's child at all, and the hidden story was twists and turns, and Aunt Gui refused to explain it, only knowing that Aunt Gui hated his biological parents and stole him out just for revenge.

"I sold him, his parents are both Kunze, as long as he is differentiated, he must be a Kunze, I sold it for a good price, and I can finally have no worries about food and clothing...... Who knew there would be a plague...... This is all retribution, retribution......" Aunt Gui's dull gaze stretched straight into the distance, and her mouth kept muttering.

Aunt Gui was terminally ill and delirious, and she didn't remember anything except that she had sold Ah Cheng. Ah Cheng is like a kite with a broken string, disappearing from Minglou's life.

Minglou turned off the fire and looked through the car window at the café across the road. The lights inside are bright, people come and go, Ah Cheng is inside, Ah Cheng is inside.

He had gone through the strictest training, he had experienced the baptism of blood and fire, and he had even seen the ghost gate close. In this special era, he has come to this day, and his blood and tears have been left behind him. However, at this moment, he seemed to go back to the summer when he was fourteen years old, and he was nervous and flustered when he went to find Ah Cheng with a piece of written paper.

He even wanted to laugh at himself. In the face of an angry eldest sister, he will not do the same.

Get out of the car, walk into the café, and when you raise your eyes, the plain white magnolia teacup falls into your eyes.

"It's you—" He froze, surprise so sudden that it almost shook off the calm smile he thought had penetrated his skin.

Opposite him, behind the Magnolia teacup, was Liang Yanke's handsome face and clear eyes.

"Big brother", Liang Yanke looked directly at Ming Lou and smiled faintly, "I really didn't expect to see you again." ”

Ming Lou could only stare at him, unable to speak. Yes, no wonder the familiarity of that day is so difficult to let go, Ming Lou should recognize it, although his face is vague, and the eyebrows and eyes in his memory have long been a little blurred, but at this moment, Ming Lou knows that he is Ah Cheng.

"I-uh-" Ming Lou pursed his dry lips, calmed himself down and returned to normal a little by sitting down, "We've been looking for you for a long time, we thought-"

"I know," Cheng's voice was steady and clean, "I don't want you to find it, or I should say, I don't dare let you find it." He picked up the wine glass in front of him, "In those years, I didn't have a good time. ”

What he said was light and light, but every word was firmly marked on the heart of Ming Lou. Get. No. Too. Good.

"Come home." He held down his second glass of wine, "The eldest sister will be very happy." ”

Ah Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes flowed, and he said slowly: "Will only the eldest sister be happy?" What about you, big brother? Aren't you happy? ”