"Say that! Then I'm still the woman no other man can get!"
"Remembering the past, my tears never dry up, the colorful pavilion and hydrangeas match the perfect match~~" Shen Qingli hummed her favorite song recently and brought all the ingredients to the table in the living room.
When he turned around and saw the person outside the door, he said in surprise: "Brother Mingchuan!"
"Sorry, I'm late. I went to the communications room to answer a call." Ye Mingchuan smiled at Shen Qingli.
"It's okay, it's not too late."
Shen Qingli often felt that Ye Mingchuan deserved the following sentence: The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world.
He has the temperament of being cold and noble, and has the temperament of lush forests and bamboos.
Gentle and humble yet masculine and proud.
Every time she saw Ye Mingchuan, she found it hard to imagine what his future partner would be like and what kind of person could stand by him.
dining room
"Brother Mingchuan, I'll offer you a glass of tea instead of wine. Thank you for that day. I feel really bad that I caused you to be punished."
Shen Qingli felt truly guilty. It wasn't easy for a soldier to achieve meritorious service; it was a life-or-death struggle, let alone a major achievement. She had caused him to be denied a promotion and even receive a demerit. She felt incredibly guilty.
"I'll drink the wine, but don't think that way. I was the one who beat him up, so how can you be implicated or not? Don't overthink it and add to your own psychological burden.
As long as you don't suffer any loss,
If the sky falls, I... Captain Meng and I will hold it up for you."
He spoke gently.
It would have been better if he hadn't said it, but after this advice Shen Qingli felt even more guilty.
"No matter what, I still want to thank you. My husband and I will toast you together." Meng Xiao held Shen Qingli's hand to comfort her and said to Ye Mingchuan.
Ye Mingchuan looked at their clasped hands. His hand trembled slightly beneath the table, but his expression remained calm. He nodded without saying anything else. He picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
After three rounds of drinks, people couldn't help but talk too much.
"Qingqing, at that time, you were only as tall as my chest, small and chubby." He gestured with his left hand.
"Really? I used to be short, but I've only started to grow taller in the last two years."
He had just eaten hot pot and had taken off his coat. His inner clothes moved with his movements, and Shen Qingli and Meng Xiao both inadvertently noticed the rubber band on his wrist.
Meng Xiao pondered for a moment and looked at Shen Qingli.
Shen Qingli was also a little stunned. Is this a girl's rubber band?
"That rubber band looks quite old." Meng Xiao asked casually, pretending to be casual.
Ye Mingchuan pulled down his sleeves. He nodded slightly, "It's been a while."
I don’t want to explain any more about this topic.
"Is Brother Mingchuan married? The paint on the little crescent on this rubber band has peeled off. Is it to his sweetheart?" she asked curiously.
"Unmarried, the rubber band belongs to the sweetheart."
Shen Qingli's eyes lit up.
"So when are you getting married?"
"Qingqing." Meng Xiao shook his head at her, stopping her from asking any further questions.
Ye Mingchuan smiled calmly and said, "It's okay."
He spoke to Shen Qingli with ease and laughter: "I want to marry her, but I can't. I missed her."
Even though the boundless bitterness in his heart was about to drown him, he never showed any affection to her.
Shen Qingli felt a little apologetic: "Sorry, Brother Mingchuan, I didn't know."
"It's okay."
After dinner, Ye Mingchuan said goodbye. Meng Xiao walked him out for a while.
"That rubber band is from Qingqing, right?" He used a declarative tone rather than a question.
Ye Mingchuan responded with grace and grace. "Treat her well."
He took out a cigarette case and handed it to Meng Xiao: "One for you."
When Meng Xiao took the cigarette, he took out one and put it to his lips. He lowered his eyes and gently struck the match. He closed his palm slightly to avoid the wind and tilted his head to light the cigarette.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.
Neither of them spoke again.
In the adult world, some things don't need to be said explicitly.
They have someone they want to protect in common.
A single, solitary moon hung in the pitch-black night sky. A chill wind whistled, shaking the bare branches. It was as depressing as the two people's feelings at the moment.
"Go back. She's waiting for you." Ye Mingchuan was the first to crush the cigarette butt.
Meng Xiao nodded slightly and turned back.
The two of them were heading in different directions.
However, one direction leads to the warm yellow light from the house, while the other direction leads to endless darkness.
"Big brother, Qingqing is not a little fat girl. Mom and Dad say Qingqing is the most beautiful little princess!"
"Big brother, what's your name?"
"Brother Mingchuan, my name is so hard to write!"
"Brother Mingchuan, you're amazing. How come you know everything?"
"Brother Mingchuan, it hurts so much when you tie your hair."
"Brother Mingchuan, you are so handsome."
"Brother Mingchuan, can I be your bride when I grow up?"
"Brother Mingchuan, don't cry. Qingqing will protect you from now on."
"Brother Mingchuan, Jiayao is my sister. Can we bring her along to play?"
"Brother Mingchuan, where is my moon rubber band?"
“Brother Mingchuan…”
…
"Brother Mingchuan, Qingqing will blow on you so it won't hurt."
"Brother Mingchuan, that Zheng Chuan is so annoying. He said I was his bride, but I clearly want to be Brother Mingchuan's bride when I grow up."
"Brother Mingchuan, can you not leave?"
"Brother Mingchuan, will you come back?"
"Brother Mingchuan, remember to write to me!"
"Brother Mingchuan...
The moment I woke up, my consciousness gradually became clear.
Ye Mingchuan got up in a daze and walked to the yard outside the dormitory to smoke. The howling cold wind blew, and boundless bitterness and loneliness enveloped him.
He didn't know how long he sat on the stone bench in the yard, nor when he left.
When I lay back on the bed, stroked the worn little rubber band and closed my eyes, a tear rolled down from the corner of my eye.
I know you never belonged to me, but when years of anticipation suddenly collapsed, how am I going to get through this long life without you? How hard will it be to endure...
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