When the doorman saw Mr. Deng's car, he hurriedly opened the door and stood respectfully. The car drove in, and Mr. Deng and Leng Yue got out of the car.

The evening breeze blows in gusts, with the coolness of autumn.

Seeing Leng Yue wearing a light dress, Mr. Deng took off his private suit and draped it over her shoulders.

At this time, Yuan Qingfeng bit Mr. Deng's car tightly, and he ran several red lights in a row, and blindly followed him to the 'Moon Palace'.

He didn't know anything about the north, south, west, and north, and his eyes were always staring straight at the car in front of him. In his heart, he kept repeating: You won't fall in love with someone else...... You won't fall in love with someone else...... You won't fall in love with anyone!

Qingfeng's car chased to the gate of the 'Moon Palace', and saw Mr. Deng's car enter the gate of the 'Palace', and the big iron gate closed automatically. He quickly got out of the car and rang the doorbell like crazy, and then two doormen appeared.

"Sir, our President Deng instructed that we will go to the consortium tomorrow to find him, now is private time, no guests!"

"Tell him! I'm not a guest, I'm the woman who came to find me!"

Yuan Qingfeng grabbed the big iron gate with both hands, stood outside the gate, bathed in the moonlight, and he shouted wildly:

"Cold Moon—Cold Moon! You come out—"

"Sir, please respect yourself!, otherwise, we will call the police!" the two guards warned loudly against the breeze.

"Two friends!" Qingfeng suppressed himself, and for the first time in his life, he whispered like this, almost pleading: "Please inform Mr. Deng, and say that Yuan Qingfeng asks to see!"

"I'm sorry! We Mr. Deng just said, no one is seen! Sir, you are a smart person, don't be difficult for us, and don't force us to do it!"

"Do you want to do it?

Yuan Qingfeng couldn't hold it anymore, he kicked the door hard, and yelled:

"Deng Qingyun - you also come out - don't dodge like a shrinking turtle! Something comes out - our real duel - I want to see Leng Yue! I have to see her! No one can stop me-" He shouted again: "Leng Yue - Leng Yue! Leng Yue -"

"Sir, you are so unreasonable!"

The two guards opened the door, shouted, and rushed towards the breeze.

Not to be outdone, he shook them off with all his might, turned around and ran towards the door.

He ran as fast as he could, with two guards chasing after him...... When he ran to the sculpture in the fountain, he stopped, stunned.

Looking at the palace-like bungalow, he stopped.

Where is the cold moon hidden? those flickering windows, those fluttering curtains, the oppressive silence...... He raised his head and let out a soul-rending scream:

"Yue'er—I love you!"

The door of the bungalow opened, and Leng Yue rushed out of the door, and she ran to him quickly.

Her hair was unbundled and her long hair fluttered along with the hem of her skirt...... The sad eyes were full of tears, and their faces were confused and painful.

She ran to the front of the breeze and stopped, and she cried out:

"Qingfeng, are you really crazy?"

Two doormen and a few bodyguards, seeing Leng Yue running out, and Mr. Deng also followed, they stopped their actions and stood there, ready to make a move.

Qingfeng finally saw Leng Yue, and he hugged her desperately.

"Yue'er...... I've finally seen you again!"

"Ouch, ouch," Mr. Deng pouted and said in a strange voice, "It's really like a separated family reunited!"

He pulled away the breeze with all his might, and at the same time stopped Leng Yue behind him, like a human wall.

"Leng Yue! you ran out like this, did you- have you figured it out?" he said, turning his head and looking at Leng Yue eagerly.

Qingfeng desperately pushed Mr. Deng away, pulled Leng Yue back in front of him, he grabbed Leng Yue's arm, and said:

"Leng Yue, give me some time, let's talk about it!" Otherwise, ......" He glanced back at Mr. Deng. "I'll stay here day and night, from morning till night! I can do what I say, do you believe it?"

Mr. Deng didn't speak, just looked at him fiercely.

"I believe it, I believe it!" Leng Yue sobbed and said, "Okay! I'll go with you, let's go out to talk!" She looked back at Mr. Deng and said, "Brother Deng, thank you for taking care of me, I'm leaving." ”

"Cold Moon ......"

Mr. Deng's worried expression.

"Don't worry!"

Leng Yue nodded at Mr. Deng.

"Let's go. ”

Leng Yue glanced at Qingfeng, then turned around and walked towards the gate.

Qingfeng followed her, and they came to the place where Qingfeng had parked one after the other.

Qingfeng opened the car door and they sat inside. Then, the breeze started the car. Along the way back, aimlessly, slowly, openly.

The sky, with countless stars, twinkled in the sky.

In the city, the lights of thousands of homes are being extinguished.

Qingfeng turned on the DVD, and a beautiful song immediately echoed in the car.

"Love each other as if you had not been hurt,

Dance, like no one is looking at you,

Sing as if no one listens,

Work it, like you don't need money,

Live it like today is the last day. ”

"Do you know this song?" Qingfeng glanced at Leng Yue inquiringly. "The lyrics are so good, listening to the lyrics, for a moment, I felt in a trance, into a state of almost hypnosis. ”

"yes......"

Leng Yue thought about it sideways, and read the lyrics just now very clearly and vividly:

"Love as if you weren't hurt, dance as if no one was looking at you, sing as if no one was listening, work as if you didn't need money, live as if today was the last day. ”

At this point, she paused.

The thoughtful look on her face became heavier.

She didn't look at him, her gaze was through the window pane and she was looking out into the middle of nowhere.

"Let's live, it's like today is the last day...... Qingfeng sighed and said movingly: "Chinese writing is so magical, a paragraph can outline what people hide in the depths of their hearts. ”

A burst of excitement took control of him, and he could only stop the car and park on the side road of the green belt.

There are long wooden chairs, as well as stone tables and benches, for visitors to play and rest.

He suddenly reached out and couldn't help but grasp her small soft hand, and he held her tightly.

"How are you doing?" He stared at her. "Nothing is uncomfortable, is there no illness?" he asked gently.

"It's getting late," Leng Yue lowered her eyelashes. "I want to go home. ”

"Home?"

Qingfeng was slightly stunned.

"I was wrong. Leng Yue immediately said: "The meaning of home does not simply refer to a place to sleep, in the past few years, I have not had a home." I'm like a stray puppy, and now, I'm going back to my temporary home. ”

Qingfeng stared at her, staring at her, quietly, sincerely looking at her.

"I want to give you a home. He said, "A place where you live permanently." ”

She didn't say anything, just glanced at him, and then lowered her eyelashes again......

He looked at her again: the sorrow in the corners of his eyes, the helplessness on his lips...... She is by no means a heartless person.

"When I see your expression, I think about what you said......" Qingfeng cut straight to the topic: "But no matter how you think about it, I think you're lying! I don't know how you became a writer like this!" He paused, still staring at her: "Because being with me will hurt your family, so you ignore your feelings, don't you want to separate from me first? Well, in order to write, you may contact all kinds of men, even if it does, it doesn't matter, I don't want to lose you." But you-"

He looked at her from head to toe, and suddenly, he smiled.

"I'm not responsible for what I've done at all, and I'm running out wearing such childish slippers with my parents as an excuse! Crying like that is also sympathetic, is your love for me so light?"

He opened those dark and bright eyes, and looked at her sadly and affectionately.

Look at Leng Yue's eyes that are full of words, look at her lips that are gently moving, and look at the sorrow on her eyebrows...... Look, he knew he shouldn't ask any more questions.

He got out of the car, opened the passenger door, and then, he gently picked her down.

"Yue'er, promise me that you will never disappear again!okay?"

Leng Yue lay in the crook of his arm, her eyes widened, and she looked back at him for a moment.

She collapsed in the burning pain and determination in his eyes.

For a long time, she couldn't speak, only her lips were shaking and tears were about to fall.

"Qingfeng, am I really that important to you?" she finally spoke.

"Yes! more important than you realize!" Qingfeng said, gritting his teeth.

"What would you do if you had to choose between your parents and me?"

Qingfeng hugged her, walked to the long wooden chair, and then gently placed her on the wooden chair. He took off his suit and draped it over Leng Yue's shoulders, then took off his shoes and changed them to Leng Yue's feet.

"Why are these slippers so small?"

He wore the slippers of the cold moon, and changed the topic of what he asked and what he didn't answer.

"My feet hurt so much!" he said, "What, what? Write me as material? Why don't you kill me and make me a cook!"

Leng Yue was silent.

"Why don't you speak?" he asked.

"I'm sorry!" she said.

"Of course I'm sorry. Qingfeng sat beside her. "But it's not a question that can be solved with the words 'sorry'. He said.

"Is it already the end of the lesson?" Leng Yue asked, staring at him. "Oh, I'm really a teacher, and I'm one of your ignorant students! If the lesson is over, I'm going back now. ”

"What?"

"I'm a little cold...... Leng Yue said, "Give me back my slippers, and you can go back quickly." ”

"What?"

"What are you doing?" she raised her eyebrows. "Give me my slippers!"

"What's the noise?" Qingfeng shouted loudly, and reached out to pinch her cheek. "Be quiet, I'm not done yet. ”