"Madam, Xiaolan wants to stay with her all her life. Xiaolan will follow her wherever she goes. She can't - she can't abandon Xiaolan." Huo Zhi, caught in meditation, holds her cheek arm and is gently shaken by Xiaolan.

Look up to see Xiaolan pale cheek, eyes slightly red, heart a tight, now she and Xiaolan is a pair of sisters.

"Xiaolan, you'll only suffer if you follow me -"

"madam, I'm not afraid. As long as I'm with my wife, I'll be happy no matter how hard it is."

"Xiaolan!"

Under the moonlight, a pair of good sisters cuddle with each other affectionately.

After a long time, Xiaolan said slowly:

"madam, the young master came this morning. He asked me to give this to his wife." Then Xiaolan handed an envelope, looking empty.

Then she touched something hard with her finger and felt it out - it was a bank card. She didn't want to know how much money was in it.

Money, money again! In his eyes, she is a person who lives for money!

As a matter of fact, today she is very poor, but she never thinks much of money.

Money can't buy love, money can't change happiness, money can't replace the affection of mother and son, money can't solve the pain of her separation from baby.

Huo Zhi squeezed the bank card hard. Her small fist was so tight that her knuckles turned white.

"Gu Junqing, you asshole, asshole --"

finally roared out this sentence, Huo Zhi's heart was very happy, and her whole body was relaxed.

"Madam" Xiaolan looks at Huo Zhi's angry face in surprise. In her impression, madam has always been soft and weak, and has never spoken aloud. At this moment, her little white and waxy face is full of the ruddy after shouting, probably too hard, and her chest is falling together, panting.

All the turbid air in the chest was exhaled, but the tears still couldn't help flowing down, and the heart was too painful to bear.

She can see and distinguish a lot of things. She and Gu Junqing are two parallel lines that can never intersect. They extend each other along their own tracks.

But the more you understand, the more clear is the pain of loss.

She sat down on the chair, covering her cheeks with her hands, her hot tears wet her palms,

"since she likes it so much, why do you say something against her heart?"

The sudden sound startled her.

Huo Zhi raised her head and saw the person standing in front of her. Her voice was hoarse, "Mu Bai..."

Mu Bai stood in front of her, with a warm smile in her clear eyes.

"Madam, it's me - I call Mr. mu on my own initiative, I - madam, you're too hard!"

Xiaolan rubs a corner anxiously, like a child who has done something wrong.

"Did you hear that?" Huo Zhi is a little self mocking, self abased, locked between the eyebrows with a feeling of unclear, not really sad or lonely.

The wind is blowing slightly, and the summer night is cool and pleasant. Mubai takes off her thin coat and drapes it on her shoulder. He doesn't say a word, but the answer is obvious.

Huo Zhi lowered her head and stroked the coat with her body temperature with her hands. There was a tendency to pick out flowers from the coat.

"Have you ever liked someone?" She asked softly, then regretted it, but it was too late.

Mubai gazed at her and said definitely, "yes, but it's just my secret love."

He didn't expect Huo Zhi to comment on it or be surprised. He said to himself, "knowing that he is not the right person, he can't help but move his heart. That kind of feeling is that there is joy in pain, sweet in sour My secret love began in high school. Until now, I carefully abide by my heart to her, silently waiting, and don't disturb my girl. If she encounters difficulties, I will show up for the first time. This - I have reached a tacit understanding with Xiaolan. "

Mu Bai was originally a cheerful and lively character, but Huo Zhi clearly felt his melancholy. He was no longer as transparent, frank and outgoing as before. Would secret love hurt?

"Seeing my beloved girl injured, I raised my hand at a loss, watching my beloved girl for another heartless man, repeatedly injured, I can do nothing, I blame my incompetence, unable to protect her --"

"Mu Bai, sorry, Mu Bai --" a string of apologies, a string of tears, the girl in front of me is so close, so far away.

"Don't cry, my favorite. I'm willing to be your audience tonight and listen to your grievances."

Mu Bai's big hand gently wipe away the tears on her face, listening quietly, here, he is her only audience.

Xiaolan quietly quits. She knows that her wife needs a high-quality listener, and she is a rude person. Her wife's pain is so much that she can't breathe. In Xiaolan's heart, Mu Bai is the most suitable person. He is also the only man who won't hurt her.

Huo Zhi low smile voice, shake head, "Mu Bai, you are really stupid, I don't deserve you to me - so good.""Love is not a question of whether it is worth it or not. Love is love. Love is just for one person in the heart. I don't regret it. If I can't make you like me and fall in love with me, I hope to see you happy in my life. Promise me that if you are the most lonely and helpless, I will take care of you. Even if you don't love me, I know I love you, that's enough. ”

Mu Bai's eyes were shining. She walked over slowly and sat down beside her without saying a word. She just gently hugged her in front of her chest and put her head comfortably on her shoulder.

Although Huo Zhi has known Mu Bai for many years, she has never made any intimate move. It's the first time for her to be so intimate as today. At this time, she is slightly stunned. She just wants to raise her head. Her warm big hand makes a little effort to keep her from breaking away.

"Everyone will have troubles. If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while. Even if you have nightmares, you will always wake up. I will always guard you. Don't be afraid, my favorite girl." His beautiful voice, once, sentence by sentence, gently, smoothly, like a light feather glide, easy to pacify her sadness.

The feeling of leaning on his shoulder, Huo Zhi's heart is quiet and soft, those folds are being flattened little by little.

She tentatively handed the weight to him. Gradually, she relaxed completely, her eyes closed, and whispered, "sleep for a while, I'll sleep for a while, remember to wake me up."

"Well." Mu Bai, like water, answered faintly.

Tears have not yet dry, Huo Zhi has been unable to support the sleep.

This time, she fell asleep so deeply that she didn't have any strange dreams.

Mubai was sitting in the chair. The weight on his shoulder was a little heavy, heavy, and suddenly fell into his heart, where it also began to become heavy.

For many days, he has been quietly concerned about Huo Zhi. He already knows what she has experienced. Xiaolan tells him everything that has happened. He is sad, sleepy, helpless, and sorry for his inability to help his beloved woman.

If it is possible, if she is willing, he is willing to guard her all his life so that she will not be hurt at all.

Love, is never clear, love a person, without any reason, a head into, no regrets.

The night wind blows, and the woman in her arms sleeps soundly and fragrant.

Under the cover of moonlight, men's eyes on women are full of deep feelings.