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After the fireworks disappeared, the moonlight was still so bright and soft, and although the fireworks robbed her of the momentary brilliance, she was still beautiful to the end tonight. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

"It's so beautiful!" Song Meiling praised.

"yes!" South Szeto Road. But what he thought in his heart was the soft and tough moonlight.

The fireworks were just a beautiful interlude, and the two were back in their conversation.

It is said that after Song Meiling found out that Situ Nan had become "normal" again, although she didn't know Situ Nan's mental journey, she was a smart person with ice and snow, and she had the delicacy of a woman, and she more or less thought that Situ Nan's change in attitude was related to her mentioning her family, so she tacitly avoided this topic.

Sport and philosophy are what they talk about the most, and they have different views on each other, but they can still speak freely, and the two of them can talk quite well on many issues.

Well, some kind of Cheng dù on both of them are half-foreigners! On the surface, Situ Nan has evolved into a foreign point, and he is still a Chinese wearing foreign skin, but from the inside, Song Meiling is only a foreigner, but he is just wearing a layer of exquisite yellow skin.

White-skinned and yellow-hearted vs yellow-skinned and white-hearted, there is still a bit of intersection.

There are arguments and consensuses, and there is a bit of a feeling that it seems to be late to see each other!

After Situ Nan and Song Meiling continued to chat for a while, Situ Nan left.

The moonlight outside is bright and clean, and the hearts of people are transparent, Situ Nan suddenly remembered He Xiangu, leaving her alone in the courtyard tonight for the Mid-Autumn Festival, she should be very lonely!

Situ Nan felt a little sorry in his heart, he had no intention of staying, anyway, the time was almost up.

confessed to Chen Tianming, and Situ Nan took Han Gang back.

"How?" Song Jiashu came to Song Meiling's side, looked at Situ Nan's back who disappeared into the night, and asked.

His daughter has always been over-eyed, and few men can be looked down upon by her, just now she actually chatted with Situ Nan for so long, and the two of them still talked and laughed, obviously they had a good impression of each other.

"Excellent! Cultivation, knowledge, and possibly career are all first-class! This is Situ Nan's impression of Song Meiling, she said it truthfully, there is nothing bad to confess to this father who has doted on her since she was a child.

"Oh! Few people can get such a high rating from you, right? Song Jiashu quipped. His daughter's words piqued his interest.

Well, maybe there's a play! Song Jiashu thought to himself.

In fact, there was another sentence that Song Meiling didn't say, that is, she felt that Situ Nan's heart was a little blurry, as if it was faintly separated by an unclear membrane.

Song Meiling remembered that when he was called, the man was listening, and there was always a faint smile on his face, noncommittal, as if he was a little dismissive, but it didn't seem to be, a very vague feeling.

Maybe it's your own delusion?

Song Meiling shook her head lightly and did not answer her father's words.

Song Jiashu didn't care, anyway, now he is on Situ Nan's line. He is most proud of having three golden flowers, one of which is married to a wealthy merchant in Shanxi; The second flower,···· Hey, it's a shell of tears when I think about it, so the remaining golden flower that is about to bloom is usually spoiled by her.

He was taken aback just now, he didn't know if he didn't ask, and he was startled when he asked.

At first, he also thought that Situ Nan was in the business of foreign companies, and he might make more money by making some American goods to sell in China.

Unexpectedly, after talking about Situ Nan with Chen Tianming, the hall owner of An Liang Tang, I realized that Situ Nan was really running a lot of industries, and he was also doing business in a joint venture with An Liang Tang! The range includes kerosene candles, steel, medicine, clocks, food and more. Like the Zippoo lighter in his hand is one of them.

If it weren't for the fact that he was familiar with Chen Tianming, he really didn't know that this young man who seemed to be kind and didn't seem to have many shelves would have so many industries, and he seemed to be relatively comfortable in Los Angeles.

When Situ Nan returned to the courtyard, he raised his hand and saw that the hands of the watch told him that it was almost nine o'clock. The courtyard was a little deserted, quiet, and the breeze was blowing, and the moonlight that was pouring down on the ground swayed with the shadows of the trees. Only the light in the room makes people feel angry, warm, as if waiting in silence.

When Situ Nan came in, he saw a clear back, holding his face in his hands, propped up on the table, as if muttering something.

Situ Nan tiptoed over, and now he heard clearly.

"Dad, I miss you so much! The young master didn't come back again, and I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival alone. He Xiangu's voice was faint and inaudible, like Taixi, but you could feel the loneliness in it. The weather was cold, and her clothes were a little thin.

In the past and present life, once upon a time, this lonely and lonely figure Situ Nan was too familiar. He is used to wandering alone, and the loneliness of being separated is only deeply experienced by all kinds of people, so he always keeps himself busy, and his busyness makes people temporarily amnesia, and he does not deliberately go to festivals.

When he came to this world, his biggest feeling was that he learned to be kind to himself, because he was a person.

In the first two years, Situ Nan was still relatively lonely, but after Mary came with little Tom, life finally became a little lively, Situ Nan settled down in Los Angeles, and his life was finally a lot more lively than before.

Tonight, when he met He Xiangu, who was suffering from the same illness as him, Situ Nan felt soft-hearted, is it only such a night that he will be particularly touched?

It turned out that there was also a person waiting for her, whether she was out of the so-called master-servant affection or because she was lonely and lonely, Situ Nan's heart always felt a little warm.

"Ahh Master, are you back? He Xiangu felt that the light was dimmed, and a shadow was left on the table, so she looked back.

"Hmm!" Situ Nan looked at the dishes prepared on the table, neatly and neatly, he hadn't eaten them, but they were already cold. "Have you eaten?" Situ Nan asked.

"Eat!" He Xiangu replied, her voice a little weak.

"Really? How does it look good? Situ Nan continued to ask.

"I ate a mooncake at night." He Xiangu lowered her head under Situ Nan's scrutinizing eyes, and the dim light shone on her face, looking a little weak and pitiful.

Situ Nan then remembered that when he went out in the afternoon, he didn't say anything to He Xiangu, and this girl was really ready to cook.

He said with some pity: "Can eating moon cakes count as rice?" Look at you, why don't you eat it when you're ready? Don't do this next time, I won't come back or I haven't had time to come back, when you're hungry, you can eat by yourself first, don't wait for me, remember to take care of yourself. ”

"Oh!" He Xiangu replied, feeling a little moved in her heart.

"Now I'm hungry, take it and warm it up! We're going to see the moon in the courtyard tonight. After Situ Nan finished speaking, he moved the stool outside.

After a while, the dish was hot, and He Xiangu brought the dish out. A plate of chicken, a fish, and a fried slice of lean meat, simple and hearty.

"It's hard work, sit down and eat!" Situ Nan pressed He Xiangu, who had worked the chair.

"Hurry up and eat!" Seeing that He Xiangu didn't move his chopsticks, he took a piece of vegetables and put it in He Xiangu's bowl.

Situ Nan was not very hungry, but he drank a lot of tea at night, and now he has some appetite, but he can't eat a few pieces.

How can there be food without wine?

"Tsk!" Situ Nan took a sip of wine, and it was a bit like a knife in his throat, hot.

"What do you see me doing? Still not ready to eat? You're the one who is hungry now, not me? Situ Nan saw He Xiangu on the other side looking at him, and said angrily.

"Oh!" He Xiangu had a little head and crawled a mouthful of rice, slowly, like a chicken pecking rice, but the chicken was much faster than her.

After two small glasses of wine, Situ Nan became interested and played a little magic trick, which made He Xiangu stunned.

In the quiet night, the bright moonlight, the two were eating and chatting in the courtyard, and there were a few bursts of crisp laughter. This night, it doesn't seem too sad.

"Young master, why are you so good to me?" After He Xiangu drank a glass of wine at the end, she was a little drunk, her eyes were misty, and she was drunk and red.

But before Situ Nan returned, he fell.

"This girl, don't drink if you can't drink it! What a strength! Situ Nan forgot that he had just encouraged He Xiangu to drink.

There is no way, I can only take her back, fortunately, this body is soft, not heavy, otherwise Situ Nan's slightly drunk body may not be able to hold her now.

Situ Nan put He Xiangu on the bed, covered the quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed quietly looking at He Xiangu.

He remembered his previous life, when he was a child, Situ Nan was afraid of the dark and had a sense of fear of the dark, and always felt that there was a monster hidden in the darkness, and he would run out and eat himself as soon as he fell asleep, so he would always turn on the light, try to open his eyes, and look at the white ceiling for a long time and didn't fall asleep.

Until Mom came in and lulled herself to sleep with a story that she had repeated over and over again.

Situ Nan still remembers the gentleness of her mother when she stroked her cheek, her smile, her voice, and the rough fingers she touched her face, all of which came to mind.

I don't know what will happen to my parents after I am wrecked? Situ Nan has never dared to think about this problem, he knows that he can't get rid of this kind of guilt and longing in this life, and the only thing he can do is to live a better life.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. No matter how powerful a man is, there is a soft string hidden in his heart!

Situ Nan didn't cry yet, but he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

After a while, He Xiangu fell asleep, breathing evenly and sleeping comfortably. I don't know what interesting things I dreamed of, but I put my finger in my mouth to suck it, and that delicate appearance made Situ Nan look straight and happy.

Situ Nan saw it interestingly, so he pressed his finger to He Xiangu's lips and pinched it carefully. He gently stroked He Xiangu's delicate face, and this feeling made him feel peaceful and down-to-earth.

Situ Nan sighed and walked out gently.

"Actually, I'm a lonely person too!"

(This chapter is short.) Pu Su got up in the middle of the night and revised it for more than an hour. I feel sour and soft, I haven't been back for two years, and I'm homesick······ ）

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