Feng Feng raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, at this time, the rain had completely stopped, and the fluffy moon had become cold and lonely again, hanging in the sky, sprinkling the clear light of the earth.

Ye Jia suddenly asked: "Xiaofeng, is it cold?" ”

She shook her head.

Ye Jia's eyes turned to the river again, the lights of thousands of homes were already dim, and the lights on both sides were reflected in the river, sparkling, and there were a few lonely cold stars after the rain...... All this presents a poignant beauty.

He sighed: "Xiaofeng, the night by the river is really beautiful. It's a pity that we didn't think to come and see it before? ”

yes, why didn't you think about it before?

Before the flower, it was the love of the ancients, and the modern people have long been tortured by all kinds of busy running around all the romance, and they are busy with meaningless flies and dogs all day long.

At first, the two were still reading the little prince in the flower garden; The difference between the little prince's rose and the five thousand roses is also discussed...... Once upon a time, this romance suddenly disappeared?

Is it because of Mrs. Ye's appearance?

Or is it just because of Mrs. Ye??

Now that Mrs. Ye is gone, why have the two of them completely forgotten the mood of the little prince watching the sunset dozens of times a day?

Wouldn't it be nice if everything could be done all over again, if everything could be simpler?

She turned her face and looked at his eyes, under the moonlight, Ye Jia's eyes were really bright, they were the kind of purity that was extremely rare in men, the kind of cleanliness she liked the most, and she always had a pure heart.

However, in the face of such a gaze, what she asked was the most trivial thing after all.

"Ye Jia, how are things going at home?"

Ye Jia shook his head and said lightly: "It's not good." Xiaobo is running around, and the second and third sisters are also trying to figure out a way. I can't help much. ”

It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that he doesn't know how to care.

Feng Feng fully understood his mood, grabbed his hand, shook it lightly, and said sincerely: "Ye Jia, things will always pass......"

He smiled and nodded: "I've missed a lot of work during this time, I should go back to work, and in the future, I will be very busy again." ”

He and Li Huan were arrested for so long, and then, it was Mrs. Ye's funeral, coupled with the changes in the Ye family's business, Ye Pei's concealment...... These days, Ye Jia hardly has a moment of leisure.

However, what does Ye Jia mean by this? Because they are busy, don't the two of them ever see each other again?

She snorted: "Ye Jia, tell me the discomfort in your heart, okay?" ”

How could it be bad!

There were some things he wanted to say to her, and there would be no one to talk to except her. However, he still didn't say after all, what was the use of worrying her?

He didn't want her to worry any more.

After suffering so much, she deserves happiness, not even a little pain.

And Li Huan is the one who can give her happiness.

Neither of them spoke, but as if they knew each other's thoughts, their hands clasped tightly together, as if at the last moment of tenderness.

Then, Ye Jia let go of her hand and said softly, "Xiaofeng, I'll send you back." ”

She was stubborn, almost crying: "Ye Jia, I'll stay with you here for one night, isn't it?" ”