On Saturday afternoon, Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangyang returned home.

After the two entered the door, they respectfully called out, "Dad, Mom, you're here."

Then Yu Xiangyang asked, "Mom, did you bring the durian I asked you to bring?"

Zhao Ruozhu was impatient, "I brought it, bring it, eat it and show me later!"

Cheng Jingmo: “···” He really wants to see it!

Yu Jiashun looked at Yu Xiangyang expressionlessly.

Before, he really wanted to see his son, but now, he wanted to beat him up.

After not seeing each other for more than two months, the first thing he asked was about durian.

Unlike Nian Nian, who cares about his health and mood, and tells jokes to make him happy.

Why wasn't Yu Xiangyang the one who left? !

Yu Xiangyang was absent-minded during dinner.

I was struggling in my mind whether to deliver the durian myself or let Yu Xiangnian do it.

They will leave next Monday, and perhaps they will never see Wen Qiuning again in this life.

Go see her one last time and wish her the best! Yu Xiangyang told himself.

After dinner, he secretly took a durian into the house and placed it on the windowsill.

The family was chatting in the living room when Yu Xiangyang walked out of the room.

He stretched his arms as he walked, "I ate too much dinner, I need to go for a walk."

Everyone knew what he was going to do, so they pretended not to hear him and continued chatting.

An An didn't understand the tacit understanding between adults. When she heard Yu Xiangyang was about to go out, she ran forward and looked up, "Uncle, I'm going too."

Yu Xiangyang looked down at the small maraca that reached his thigh and wanted to pick it up by the back of its collar and throw it away.

Cheng Jingmo came over and took An An's hand, "Dad wants to go too, you wait for dad to go together."

Yu Xiangyang quickly left the living room.

This time, he parked his bicycle downstairs and walked upstairs without hesitation.

Wen Qiuning sat on the chair, his eyes fixed on the door, his mind blank.

A sudden knock on the door startled her.

"Wen Qiuning, it's me." Yu Xiangyang said outside the door.

It’s not appropriate to call her “Ningning” anymore.

Wen Qiuning quickly got up and opened the door. They hadn't seen each other for more than half a month, and she also wanted to see Yu Xiangyang before leaving.

When she reached the door, she stood there for a while, not wanting Yu Xiangyang to see that she was eager to open the door.

Fearing that Wen Qiuning would ask him what he was doing here and tell him to leave quickly, Yu Xiangyang brought the net bag in front of him and said, "I just came to give you a durian."

Wen Qiuning's expression was calm. "Thank you. Come in."

Yu Xiangyang walked in and Wen Qiuning closed the door.

I haven't been here for half a month, and there are fewer things in the house. Except for the cupboard, table and chairs in the main room, all the miscellaneous items are gone.

Yu Xiangyang put the durian on the table and asked, "What should we do with these things?"

Wen Qiuning said, "Leave it to the landlord." It was too heavy for her to move it by herself or give it to anyone else or sell it to a scrap yard.

Yu Xiangyang didn't say anything. He went to the cupboard, took a kitchen knife and a basin, and started to open the durian.

Wen Qiuning looked at this scene, and the scene that came to her mind was the first time she ate the durian that Yu Xiangyang brought her.

A sour feeling rose from her throat to her nasal cavity, and her tears instantly came out. She hurried to the side, picked up the kettle and poured water for Yu Xiangyang.

After the sour feeling dissipated, she walked over, put the cup of water on the table, and sat aside watching Yu Xiangyang peel the durian.

Yu Xiangyang peeled off a piece and handed it to Wen Qiuning.

"Thank you." Wen Qiuning took it and took a bite. "It's just as delicious as last time."

When Yu Xiangyang was peeling the durian, Wen Qiuning lowered her head and ate it. She was afraid that Yu Xiangyang would see her sad look.

At this moment, Yu Xiangyang felt no better than Wen Qiuning, and he also thought of the past.

He quickly peeled the durian and went out to get some water to wash his hands. Only he knew that he was crying.

This hand wash takes a bit long.

While Yu Xiangyang was out, Wen Qiuning raised the back of her hand and pressed her eyes, trying to hold back her tears.

Yu Xiangyang adjusted his mood outside, wiped his face with the towel, and then went into the house.

Wen Qiuning only ate a few pieces. She smiled and said, "I ate too much at dinner. I can't finish it. I'll save it for tomorrow."

She went out to wash her hands, and Yu Xiangyang saw that her eyes were red and her eyelashes were wet, each one clearly visible.

He remembered what Cheng Jingmo said, "It's not that they don't love each other anymore, it's just that they can't love each other anymore."

Yu Xiangyang's throat was blocked and painful, and he was about to cry.

He quickly picked up the water cup and took a sip to calm down.

Wen Qiuning came in after washing her hands and asked for conversation, "Where did you buy the durian?"

Yu Xiangyang said: "My parents came to Beijing to see Nian Nian off and brought her here."

Wen Qiuning suddenly realized, "It turns out that my uncle and aunt are here."

The two had nothing to say, so they sat face to face in silence.

Only they themselves know the reluctance and pain in their hearts.

After a while, Yu Xiangyang asked, "Do you have any scars on your body?"

He was worried that her future husband would dislike her.

Wen Qiuning shook his head, "No."

Yu Xiangyang couldn't quite believe it. How could there be no scars left after cutting off so much skin? But what else could he do?!

Yu Xiangyang said: "You have to be more careful when you go abroad. I heard they bully Chinese people."

Wen Qiuning replied: "Yes, I will."

This is also the reason why our country must become strong.

The two chatted for more than half an hour in a lukewarm manner.

All good things must come to an end. Even if you are reluctant, you still have to leave.

Yu Xiangyang secretly took a deep breath, stood up, and said solemnly: "Wen Qiuning, I wish you all the best, peace and happiness in the future."

Wen Qiuning also stood up and said with a faint smile: "I also wish you all the best, peace and happiness in the future."

Yu Xiangyang forced a smile and said, "I'm leaving. Goodbye."

"Goodbye, take it easy on the road."

Wen Qiuning walked Yu Xiangyang downstairs. This staircase, which she had walked up thousands of times, seemed to be nine-tenths shorter tonight. She arrived downstairs in the blink of an eye.

The light is gentle and the night breeze is soft.

Two shadows on the ground looked at each other, close yet with clear boundaries.

The strands of hair beside Wen Qiuning's ears were blown by the wind. She smiled gently, "Yu Xiangyang, thank you for the beauty you gave me."