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Yu Meng went home, she knew that rumors of her disappearance were going wild outside, and the most exaggerated part was that some people were guessing, saying that Yu Meng was actually kidnapped by Du Qinyi. The Du's Group was in a precarious situation now, and was in danger of being annexed by the Yu's, so Du Qinyi retaliated and kidnapped Yu Meng.

When Yu Meng returned home, Yu Zheng didn't seem to have much of a reaction. He was in the courtyard reading a book and wearing his old reading glasses that he had never shown anyone before, he laid on a rocking chair made of bamboo.

Yu Zheng got up from the rocking chair and took off the reading glasses on his nose. Looking at Yu Meng's direction, he was first stunned, and then his aged face revealed a benevolent smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Looking at that aged face, Yu Meng could not help but feel her heart ache.

"Hurry up and prepare lunch!"

Yu Zheng got up from the recliner with some difficulty. Being old brought him a lot of inconvenience, and in the past, he always had to force himself to hold on to his face. But now, he couldn't even preserve his face, which he cared about the most.

Yu Meng quickly stepped forward and supported Yu Zheng by her arm, helping him to stand firmly.

The old man's eyes never left Yu Meng.

"I got thinner, and I got darker."

He looked at her. From the moment Yu Meng entered the house, to the time they ate, to the time they sat together and chatted. Yu Zheng's gaze, other than the mercy of an old father, was filled with nostalgia.

Finally, when they were alone together, Yu Zheng couldn't help but say it out loud.

As he spoke, his eyes could not help but reveal a trace of sadness.

"When Little Plum returned, it was probably the same."

Hearing this, Yu Meng's fingertips trembled.

"Dad." She said his name hoarsely: "Do you regret it? When Mom came back, you didn't even want to see her. "

Yu Zheng sighed. Perhaps it was because he was old and did not have the strength to struggle so much, or perhaps he really had thought it through, and thus did not reject mentioning the matter of Yu Meng's mother, Wen Mei.

Yu Zheng said: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare to."

"I'm afraid that if I see her, I won't be able to bear to part with her, so I won't be able to let her go."

"Isn't that better? If you can …"

Before Yu Meng could finish, she was interrupted by Yu Zheng.

"Little Meng, your mother doesn't love me."

When Yu Zheng said these words, pain leaked out of his eyes. Even if he did his best to show that he did not care, he was still unable to control himself.

"She never fell in love with me." Yu Zheng said.

Yu Meng couldn't help but sigh.

She knew, her mother only had this man called Mu Bai in her heart.

"So …" Yu Zheng sighed: "Since I know my temper, then once I can't let her go, I will savagely keep her by my side. Although it's been so many years, she's still not happy."

Yu Zheng said, "She's very happy, but she can't be happy."

Yu Meng seemed to understand her words, but she wasn't sure if her understanding was correct.

Just like herself, if she had really married He Mingxuan back then, perhaps she would be doted upon by He Mingxuan to the point of being blissful, but she would never feel happy again.

"Your mother is a gentle woman. The gentlest woman I've ever seen." "Her gentleness is because she has never fought for nothing, or even her own happiness. She has never wanted to seek anything for herself."

"It's just like back then when she came back. If I were to keep her here and trap her, she would not resist and let me arrange everything."

"I know your mother too well." Yu Zheng said: "She thought that she couldn't resist fate, so she let the others arrange things for her. She doesn't have herself, your mother's biggest weakness is that she doesn't have herself."

Yu Meng listened earnestly. This was probably the only time her mother had left, and she had heard the story of her mother from her father.

"I love her and I want to be with her forever, but I can't make her happy."

Yu Zheng looked out of the window and suddenly thought of something.

"I thought you showed me an old picture." Yu Zheng asked: "The man in the picture is Mu Bai right?"

After Yu Meng recalled for a few seconds, she realized Yu Zheng was talking about the one he brought back from Sri Lanka's old teahouse. He nodded.

"I've never seen her smile so happily before."

"The one called Mu Bai, he did it."

When Yu Zheng finished speaking, the bedroom door was knocked on, and after three sounds the door was opened. Shen Bijun walked in with a plate of fruits.

"It's fresh. Old Chen just bought it and he left it here for all of you."

Shen Bijun placed the fruit plate on the table, then left with a smile.

She did not interrupt their conversation.

Since the last incident, Shen Bijun had truly changed a lot.

This made Yu Meng understand a lot of things. Actually, a woman who could be protected by her father for so many years definitely wasn't a bad person.

Yu Zheng's eyes stopped at the door where Shen Bijun had left from. He suddenly smiled and turned to look at Yu Meng.

"It's fine now, isn't it?"

Yu Meng nodded without hesitation.

We always misunderstood a lot of things when we were young, so we did a lot of things wrong. Those that were regretful, helpless, and irreparable, became the pain in the depths of our memories, and couldn't be touched.

Sometimes we think of love as a long-lasting love, sometimes we think that it is love that is beating with eagerness, sometimes we even think that it is love that has satisfied possessiveness.

But what was love?

It was probably nothing.

The only thing that makes people reluctant to leave is the most unremarkable tenderness in love. The gentleness in love is the person you love. Calm and steady, you wipe the most beautiful sunset glow on your face and bury the farthest storm in your heart.

In this life, there was nothing else he could ask for.

In the evening, Yu Meng was lying on her bed, tossing and turning on the topic of conversation with her father.

She had experienced so much, understood so many things, understood so many things, and still made a mess of her life.

She was holding her cell phone, the lights turned down to the darkest. Only her face was visible in the darkness.

Yu Meng suddenly missed Tan Yubai very much.

The thought of trying to get into his arms and hold him, breathing in the smell in his ears.

However, after holding the phone for a long time, Ye Zichen entered countless words into his WeChat input box, but he couldn't send it out the moment he saw Ye Zichen's profile picture.

She didn't want to give in, but she couldn't suppress the longing in her heart.

It could be said that it was quite hard to endure.

Suddenly, on the blank screen, he received a WeChat from Tan Yubai.

"Are you waiting for me to die?"

Yu Meng was startled, only then did she realize that Tan Yubai's name displayed "The other party is entering". As she typed, the other party would also indicate that they were entering the name.

However, he didn't send a single word for a long time.

Yu Meng was extremely embarrassed.

She sent an awkward emoji packet over. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that something was wrong.

"Wait, how did you know I was typing?"

Yu Meng thought to herself, Unless he was doing the same thing she was doing.

Tan Yubai typed a few words.

"Because I miss you."

He said, "I can't sleep from all the thinking."

Actually, Tan Yubai hadn't had a complete sleep for many days. He was only able to sleep for three to five hours before he woke up. If he woke up, he would be able to hold on for a day and a night.

Yu Meng looked at the words on the screen, her heart filled with satisfaction.

Yu Meng turned over on her bed and thought, Love, I think it's the same person you fell in love with. If I tell you I miss you, I can let go of all my anger and unwillingness and quickly sink into my thoughts about him.

She wanted to ask where he was, but she didn't expect that Tan Yubai would beat her to it.

"Where are you?"

Yu Meng originally typed in "at home", but after thinking for a while she deleted it.

"Are you with Shen Nian?"

After Tan Yubai lost for a long time, he slowly sent an "En" over.

With this one word, all of the satisfaction and happiness that Yu Meng had just accumulated was completely gone.

"She's got a puncture in her spine and won't be able to stand up again."

Hearing Tan Yubai's message, Yu Meng was stunned.

It seemed that he would never be able to stand up again … Was she, disabled?

Yu Meng didn't dare to ask. She was afraid that asking this question was too sensitive.

Tan Yubai seemed to know what Yu Meng was hesitating about, and before she could reply, Tan Yubai typed in a few words and sent it over.

"Shen Nian is disabled."

Yu Meng sucked in a breath of cold air, her tone filled with disbelief as she quickly typed in a few words.

"How could this be?!"

"She was shot through the spine to save me."

Yu Meng's mind went blank. She didn't know what to say at this moment. She just held her phone in a daze until the screen gradually turned dark.

It lit up again.

It was a message from Tan Yubai.

"Little Meng."

"Yes." Yu Meng replied with a single word. After thinking for a while, she asked again, "Shen Nian … Is she all right? "

"Not so good." Tan Yubai replied: "She has the thought of living a peaceful life."

"Then you have to watch her properly, don't let her do anything stupid." Yu Meng sent a message over, but that was not what she wanted to say. She had clearly thought that she wanted Tan Yubai to come see her now.

However, Yu Meng couldn't do that.

She sighed and sent him another message.

"It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Tan Yubai did not say good night to her, but called her by name again.

"Little Meng."

"I'm here."

"I love you."

"Me too."

"Can you give me time?" When Tan Yubai said these words, his speed was very slow, as if he was hesitating on something. "I will take care of Shen Nian's matters, believe in me, okay?"

Tan Yubai could not see the bitterness in the corner of Yu Meng's lips. Ever since she was young, she had already swallowed countless amounts of this bitterness.

That man, the man she loved deeply, always stood at the forefront like an invincible warrior, protecting her, silently resisting everything for her.

He had never been willing to take her with him to the front to face danger, or to hide behind her to avoid it.

So he always asked her to wait, to believe, to be sensible.

Although he hadn't let her down all these years.

But …