Huang Yanning didn't start to have a crush on Sheng Muyi after attending Lu Ming's party, but when he first met Sheng Muyi, he was already deeply in love at the first sight.
He never imagined that there would be such a perfect woman in the world. Her body proportions were so perfect that she was tall, short, fat and thin. She could be called the most exquisite creation of God.
Every time he saw Sheng Muyi's face and heard her melodious voice, his heart would throb, and he had to do his best to restrain himself.
After leaving Sheng Mansion, he couldn't help but fall into pain. Whenever he was free every day, his mind was filled with the shaking shadow of Sheng Muyi and her voice.
But he didn't dare to go to Sheng Muyi, let alone pursue her. He knew that he was not worthy of Sheng Muyi at all.
It can also be said that no man he has ever seen in this world is worthy of Sheng Muyi.
He envied Lu Ming very much. This boy could at least talk casually in front of Sheng Muyi and even behave in a more affectionate manner.
He was even more envious of the favor Lu Ming received. Sheng Muyi could touch his head, pinch his arm, and give him a pink punch at will.
But this damn Lu Ming actually didn't appreciate these things and often muttered to express his dissatisfaction.
If Sheng Muyi could stroke his head like she did to Lu Ming, he would probably faint from happiness.
But he forgot that they grew up together as real children, and their behavior when they were children was even more intimate when they were playing house.
When Yuan Ziyuan called him for the first time and invited him to attend a gathering of their small circle, Huang Yanning hesitated. He thought about refusing, but was unwilling to do so.
He didn't dare to face Sheng Muyi, afraid of the entanglement and pain he would feel when he saw her, but he went anyway.
The officers trained by Huangpu have lofty ideals and are not afraid of death, but officers are also human beings, and no one in the world is not afraid of emotional quagmire.
Seeing Sheng Muyi and hearing her voice, Huang Yanning tried his best to endure the mental torture and restrain his inner turmoil in order to keep himself calm without losing etiquette.
At this time, it was difficult for him to talk to other people with a normal heart, let alone face Sheng Muyi.
He always avoided Sheng Muyi's gaze and tried his best to find something to say to Lu Ming. Sometimes, Lu Ming couldn't catch the words he spoke, and his IQ was obviously low.
He could feel Yuan Ziyuan's enthusiasm and affection for him, but the brakes in his heart were firmly applied, and the speed of the car never exceeded the yellow line.
However, when facing Yuan Ziyuan, he could basically maintain his rationality and calmness, but once he faced Sheng Muyi, his rationality collapsed.
People are just weird, so weird that they can’t even understand themselves.
A man who crawled out from the dead on the battlefield of the Northern Expedition actually suffered a psychological breakdown in front of a woman.
It's simply too miserable to look at.
At this time, if there was an order from the summit to dispatch troops and generals to the battlefield, Huang Yanning would definitely be the first to sign up.
Every time after he came back from a party, he would face the wall and swear that he would give up his excessive love just like he gave up gambling and drugs. He would not allow himself to suffer this for a long time. He would not let himself or his family suffer for this.
But for some reason, every time he received a call from Yuan Ziyuan, he felt relieved because he was about to see Sheng Muyi again.
He really couldn't refuse the moment of happiness when he saw Sheng Muyi, although this happiness was accompanied by great pain and also made him sleepless and eating.
He tried to find an excuse to refuse once, but there were too many reasons, and he could find them casually. People in the military camp couldn't help themselves.
That day, a call came from Yuan Ziyuan, informing him of the place and time of the meeting. He restrained himself and argued that senior officials were coming to Nanjing and there was a military meeting in the evening, so he could not get out.
After hanging up the phone, he found that his hands were shaking, as if he had become a deserter on the battlefield in order to survive.
By 5 p.m., the time he used to leave for appointments, he was walking back and forth in the office, distracted.
Two voices were fighting in his head, one scolded him as a coward for not daring to meet the woman he loved, and the other scolded him as a toad for dreaming about eating swan meat.
He ran back to his bachelor's dormitory, pulled out his pistol, and pointed it at his temple, hoping to free himself completely.
But his trembling hand could not pull the trigger. He was still full of attachment and love for this world, because there was a woman named Sheng Muyi in this world.
At the last moment, he hurried to the restaurant where the party was held, covered in sweat, and lied that the Nanjing officials had failed to arrive in Shanghai as scheduled and that the military meeting had been rescheduled.
One day later, Huang Yanning couldn't stand the suffering anymore and ran to Lu Ming, saying that he wanted to drink together.
At the wine table, he just drank glass after glass without speaking.
Of course Lu Ming could see what he was thinking and just drank with him sympathetically.
"Master Lu, have you ever been madly in love with a woman?" Huang Yanning asked when he was half drunk.
"No."
"Then you and Miss Yuan Mingzhu are not..." Huang Yanning couldn't find the precise words to express what he meant.
"We grew up together, we are childhood sweethearts, so we don't have the kind of crazy love you mentioned." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"You are so happy."
"It's not about happiness or unhappiness. It's completely like God's arrangement. Just accept it." Lu Ming burped and wiped his chest with his hand.
"You are so blessed that you don't know how lucky you are. Not only do you have Yuan Mingzhu, but you also grew up with Miss Sheng, and she still loves you so much. What a blessing this is." Huang Yanning murmured.
"You are falling into paranoia. Sheng Muyi is indeed good, but she is not as beautiful as you imagined. She also has flaws." Lu Ming couldn't help but said what he had wanted to say for a long time.
"This is the first time. I forgive you. If I hear you say this for the second time, I will never forgive you. If not, I will fight." Huang Yanning roared in a low voice.
He couldn't stand someone saying that his goddess was imperfect.
"Duel? Forget it, I won't duel with you, but it's boring to say it a second time, so there's no need to repeat it. Brother, wake up, the Sheng Muyi you fell in love with has been magnified countless times and is no longer the real one.
That Sheng Muyi. She really didn't...Okay, I won't say anything anymore." Lu Ming woke him up unceremoniously.
"I know you are trying to persuade me. Sheng Muyi is perfect, as flawless as the goddess Venus, unattainable. No man is worthy of her, no..." Huang Yanning said with a drunken look on her face.
He would not have been able to say these words without getting himself half drunk first.
Lu Ming laughed dumbly. It is difficult for you to wake up a person who insists on living in a dream. But dreams will eventually be broken, and people will always wake up and face reality.
It is not strange that Huang Yanning has a crush on Sheng Muyi. It can be said that almost half of the men in Shanghai will have a crush on Sheng Muyi if they meet each other. The remaining half are old men and little boys.
Although he was advising Huang Yanning, Lu Ming was telling the truth. He did not think Sheng Muyi was perfect. Sheng Muyi also had her own shortcomings.
However, these shortcomings do not affect Lu Ming's perception. In his eyes, he is even cute. This is from a small perspective.
Just like a pearl, in addition to her beautiful face, she also has various flaws, big and small, but in his heart, these flaws just confirmed her cuteness.
But cuteness is still a problem. He will never think that the pearl is perfect. There are no perfect people in the world, whether they are men or women.
Huang Yanning finally got drunk, and Lu Ming had to drive him back to the security headquarters.
Then he attended the weekly gatherings as usual. At the wine table, Yuan Ziyuan always talked to him enthusiastically, while Sheng Muyi teased Lu Ming, which made Mingzhu often jealous, but she could do nothing about it.
Slowly, Du Juan withdrew from the circle, first participating less often, and finally not coming at all.
Lu Ming accepted this calmly and was happy for Du Juan. He felt that Du Juan had truly grown up and no longer relied on anyone to live, but was determined to find a life of his own.
Of course Yuan Mingzhu is the happiest person about Du Juan's withdrawal. Although she has long accepted Du Juan's existence, she still feels uncomfortable in her heart. Now that Du Juan has withdrawn voluntarily, the grudge in her heart has been completely removed.
Winter turns to spring, spring flowers bloom and fade, the wheel of time turns quietly, and without realizing it, a year has passed.
Lu Ming had a relatively fulfilling life this year, mainly because he had a relatively formal career and his life seemed to have a clear direction.
He was no longer as confused as before, and the pain Sheng Di caused him gradually disappeared.
Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction, and his life was filled with sunshine again.
Just when he felt that life was infinitely beautiful, bad news came from outside the customs. The gunshots of the "September 18th Incident" rang out, piercing the sky of China.