In front of a small shop at 27 Xiyuan Road in S City, nuoyue has been standing outside the glass door, watching Gongmou play the piano.
One song after another.
Each capital is full of endless tenderness and missing, which completely grabs nuoyue's heart.
The most beautiful person is Gong Mou. The most beautiful scenery is Gongmou playing the piano for her. The best sound is just the voice of the heart flowing from Gong Mou's fingertips.
Nuoyue asked himself again and again, why she couldn't forgive Gong Mou at first? So you won't listen to Gong Mou? How long have you been out there again? Looking for, cold, helpless, but in fact, the most can let her feel warm and at ease, in the initial harbor.
After playing five piano pieces in one breath, Gong Mou's ten fingers finally stopped beating. He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
Just like a soul in his heart, he slowly turned his head and saw nuoyue standing outside the glass door.
He just slightly Leng for a moment, and then slowly smile, so, glass door is winter, glass door is spring.
Nuoyue saw his lips move, his eyes were hot, and there was a line of tears in the corner of his eyes. She knew that he was saying "welcome home". It turned out that when he came back home tired and cold at night, someone said "welcome home" to himself.
She finally knows, really knows
When the glass door opened, Gong Mou stood in front of her and pulled her into his arms and into the warmth of spring.
Nuoyue quietly let him embrace, hoping that such a moment can last a little longer, a little longer
I don't know how long It should not be long before, Gong Mou let her go, holding her still a little cold and beautiful face, and said in a soft voice: "haven't you eaten yet? I've prepared the food and we'll have it together
Nuoyue finally stopped his tears and said, "I don't want to eat, I have something to tell you..."
There are a lot of things to say, but she has no such qualification, and she can only tell him one word in the end.
"Shhh -" Gong Mou raised his index finger to his lips and said, "let's eat more."
"But..."
"No, but."
Gong Mou took over the trolley case behind her with one hand and closed the glass door with the other. Then he put the trolley case in place, put the vase with yellow rose on the piano on the small dining table, and then sat nuoyue on the table and poured her a cup of warm water: "wait for me, I'll bring the food down immediately."
Every evening, he would cook the food first, then play the piano, waiting for nuoyue to come back when he didn't know.
Nuoyue hands holding a warm cup, looking at the back of Gong Mou, reluctant to move his eyes even for a second.
She finally knew why she felt more and more lonely and afraid of loneliness when she was wandering outside for five months. It was because She was getting further and further away from him, so far away that she didn't think she could go back to the origin with him again.
A few minutes later, the palace plan to carry a large tray down, the tray on the dining table, the cover will be opened.
"Although it's been done for some time, I've been keeping warm all the time, and the taste hasn't deteriorated. Come on, have a little hot soup first." Gong Mou first brought out the casserole and scooped out a bowl of soup for her. "Authentic ginseng chicken soup. The native chicken was sent by the old aunt in the vegetable market, so it was too earthy."
The attractive fragrance and heat came to the tip of nuoyue's nose. Nuoyue picked up the spoon, scooped the soup and put it into his mouth. Then his eyes were bright and his face was startled: "good to drink! This is Did you do it? "
He is a young master, a noble son, a big entrepreneur and a billionaire. How can he make such a delicious soup?
"Well, I made it. If I like, I'll cook it for you every day." Gong Mou took all the food out of the tray. "There are still in the kitchen. You can eat slowly."
Nuoyue watched Gong Mou disappear at the foot of the stairs, then picked up chopsticks, slowly picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. Then, her tears dropped into the chicken soup in the white porcelain bowl.
It's delicious.
It's very much to her taste. In the past five months, she did not know how many delicacies she had enjoyed. However, none of them could compare with those in front of her.
It turns out that people say that the most delicious food in the world is the food cooked by their families. It's true.
It's a pity that she didn't feel and understand it earlier.
More than ten minutes later, Gong Mou came down with rice and freshly fried vegetables and put them on the small table: "the dishes are all here. Let's eat them slowly."
They ate slowly.
Hardly speaking.
Outside the glass door, the night is as dark as ink, the wind is like knife cutting, and the snow is flying all over the sky. No one is around. Inside the glass door, the light is bright and warm like spring. While enjoying the home cooking, they listen to the news broadcast, just like other people.
This is the most wonderful meal nuoyue has ever remembered. She knows that she will never forget the delicacy and satisfaction of this meal.
An hour later, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Gong Mou in front of her. She said slowly, "if I could eat this meal one day earlier, everything would be different, but it was too late."
Gong Mou also put down his chopsticks and looked at her quietly, not in a hurry to ask, not to speak, but to listen to her, just as her voice is the most wonderful music in the world."I've been with Wenrun for four months." Nuoyue said slowly, "he was seriously injured and nearly paralyzed in order to save me. I stayed with him in the sanatorium for two and a half months, and then went on a trip together. We went to many places, and he was very kind to me. We never separated for a day. I am very grateful for his company and care. In such a long time, I realized that I can't live alone. I want to have a family and a home like a normal person, so... "
She lowered her eyes and her hands trembled slightly. "When we parted at the station, Wenrun proposed to me, and I agreed."
She didn't want to say she regretted it. She just thought that if she knew Gong Mou was waiting for her one day earlier, she would come back one day earlier and would not give Wen run the chance to propose to her.
Just, missed again.
Gong Mou didn't have any obvious reaction. He just tightened his chin, pursed his lips into a straight line, and his body trembled slightly.
Nuoyue almost didn't dare to look at him. After waiting for so long, he did it for her, but in the end, it turned out that She would have hurt her heart.
Gong Mou's sin has been relieved, but her sin has just begun.
After a few minutes, Gong Mou's face finally returned to blood.
He calmly looked at nuoyue, no resentment, no blame, no indifference, no pain, only as always gentle: "do you love Wenrun?"
Nuoyue was stunned. After a while, he bit his lips and said, "one day I'll love you
During the long journey, she saw the kindness of Wenrun to her and was used to Wenrun's company. She couldn't imagine what it would be like for her to come back here alone and start a life without relatives. When Wenrun suddenly proposed to her, what she thought was that at least Wenrun was really good to her. It was better to live with someone like him than to be alone with loneliness and emptiness.
Fall in love with Wenrun? She never thought of such a thing.
"Well, I'll always be here waiting for you." Gong Mou smiles, "until you come back to me, or fall in love with Wenrun."
Four eyes touch, time stops.
Nuoyue's tears, and slowly fell down, she choked: "Gong Mou Come on, really Don't do this. I'm not worth it. I'm not worth it... "
"I don't know whether it's worth it or not." Gong Mou calmly looked at her, calm eyes are as deep as the sea of persistence, no matter what way, how much time can not make his eyes of the ocean become dry, "I only know, I love you, I want you."
Nuoyue's tears, fell on the back of her hand, every drop was hot to her heart.
"I'm sorry..." She cried, "I didn't know you were waiting for me. I hate I hate that I don't believe you... "
"Don't hate yourself. You didn't do anything wrong, never." Gong Mou reached out and wiped the tears on her face with her fingertips. "I don't want you to cry, I just want you to laugh, so I hope the person who is crying can be me."
Nuoyue "wow" cry out: "you don't say such words, I'm nuoyue, no, I'm no one, not ye Yao, not nuoyue, even I don't know who I am. What you love is Ye Xuan. It must be ye Xuan. I am not ye Xun. Wuwu... "
"No matter who you are, your soul is the same." Gong Mou said, "so, what I love is you. Who are you or who are not? I don't love the wrong person, and I won't change my mind."
Nuoyue cried, only cry.
She didn't know how long she cried and how she came back to her room. When she calmed down, she had already sat on her bed and looked at the desolate room in a daze.
What to do? She doesn't want to go to Shangdu now, let alone meet her warm parents.
But That can't work. Wenrun is so kind to her, and she accepts Wenrun's unmarried. She can't renege and break her word.
So, can she pray for Wenrun to forget her or change her mind?
Wen Run to her, will be like Gong Mou so persistent?
I hope not.
She really doesn't want to hurt anyone.
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