He hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

Sit down beside Su Yue.

"Would you like some water?" Su Yue put down the magazine, looked at Ming Ansheng and asked.

Ming Ansheng shook his head, "No." ”

He bent over, crossed his hands, put his elbows on his thighs, and looked at Xiao Qiao and Beibei, but his attention was all on Su Yue.

For four years, she was abroad, and he felt that there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them, far, far apart.

At this time, she was sitting next to him, and he also felt that they were far away.

It's so close, but it can't release the feeling of longing.

You can't take it into your arms and rub it into your bones.

Ming Ansheng sat like a needle carpet, and the crossed ten fingers were loosened and tightened.

Suddenly, the people around him stood up, and a faint fragrance rushed into his nose, and the familiarity almost suffocated him.

He raised his head and looked at Su Yue, "Yueyue." ”

I almost couldn't help but shout.

Su Yue looked down at him.

Ming Ansheng pursed his lips, "Can you ......?"

He hesitated, as if what he wanted to say was hard to say.

"Uncle Ming?" Su Yue looked at Ming Ansheng suspiciously.

She still called him 'Uncle Ming', but he wasn't surprised.

She had been calling him that since they first met.

After she returned to China, she did not deliberately alienate her, nor did she deliberately avoid him, and because of this, he was even more disappointed.

It seems to be the same as before, but it has changed drastically.

Ming Ansheng hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage, "Can you sit with me for a while?" ”

Just for a moment.

Now, even sitting quietly with her like this has become a luxury pursuit.

In the past, he didn't know how to keep and fight.

Any decision you make, anything you say, you need to weigh it up.

He didn't know that feelings were something that couldn't be measured.

If you cherish it, it will be with you for the rest of your life.

If you look down on it, it will turn around and walk away from you.

And every minute you regret not being at the beginning, and you don't want to live.

Therefore, Su Yue is his love.

Although he had a different feeling for Su Yue from the beginning than he once had for Mei Duo, he thought that no matter how different it was, gritting his teeth, after a long time, it would pass.

But he never expected that after four years, his love for her not only did not fade, but became stronger and stronger.

It turns out that true love hurts so much.

He regretted it, regretted that he didn't hold her at the beginning, he didn't hold her selfishly, even if he let her be a stepmother, he could spoil her like a child.

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

Su Yue thought for a while and said.

Then she turned around and walked to the water dispenser, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ming Ansheng.

The little white hands, the fingers are still so slender, the nails are still so ruddy, and there is a white crescent moon under each nail.

Ming Ansheng looked at it, and his heart was soft.

He reached out and took the teacup, without saying thank you, he felt that between them, there should be no politeness.

Su Yue bent down and sat down in the same position, her movements were generous, and the difference between her and before was that she had grown into a big girl, a little more gentle.

Ming Ansheng turned his head to look at her, "Do you and Xiao Qiao live here now?" ”

In fact, it has become a habit for him to go over there every night when he gets off work late.

How could he not know where she lived?

It's just that he doesn't know what to say, and he really wants to tell her something.

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