At night, Liang Mufeng returned to the villa and remembered a phone call, "What are you doing?"
Liang Mufeng blurted out, "I miss you."
Jiu Jiu was slightly startled, he would never be so direct, what happened today, unless there was only one possibility, "Did you drink?"
Whenever something bothers him, he will always drink alone.
"You really understand me, don't be too nice to me, Nian Nian." He said without any beginning or end.
"What's wrong with you? Did something happen? Who was looking for you tonight?" Memorial asked worriedly as he had a bad premonition.
"It's nothing, it's just that after being alone for a long time, one can't help but feel sad."
She has been lonely for a long time... Memorial suddenly thought that she had never heard him mention his parents in these years. She once asked her but was interrupted by his words before asking again. He said that he was an orphan.
So his achievements today were hard-won. She knew how difficult it must be for a person to achieve what he has achieved today. She understood this to some extent.
"You and I." She whispered, her heart aching for his rare vulnerability.
Liang Mufeng took the old photo and looked at the handsome man with a similar look to him. He paused slightly and said, "It's very late. Go to bed early." After that, he hung up the phone.
Dad, after six years, I seem to be hesitant. You tell me what to do, but I can't let your death be in vain. And Xiaofei...
"Mu Feng, remember, you must stand out in the future, and you must fight for your father..."
The past events of that year are still vivid in his mind. His father jumped off a building in front of him and his mother. How many people can bear that kind of bloody and cruel scene? He was only 5 years old at the time. His mother almost suffered a stroke and would never wake up. Xiaofei
The infatuation brought about such an ending.
How could he forget and let go of all these things...
No, even if he sacrificed everything, he would not look back. Suddenly, he opened his cold eyes again, and the hand holding the photo was firm and unusual.
The next day, Jiuji woke up early, made an appointment to go to Mai Ziming's pottery shop, and quit her job at Huayi. She suddenly felt a sense of relief, no longer so depressed. Now she just wants to do what she likes. Once,
She, Mai Ziming, Tang Xia, and Xu Xiaofei all have a common interest in ceramics. Now, she can finally return to this field.
Pushing the door open, what caught her eye was the man she always deliberately avoided.
Mai Ziming saw her with sharp eyes and said, "Nian Nian, you are here."
Wu Shaoyang turned around, his handsome face filled with tenderness, "I know if I told you I was here today, you would never see me."
Regarding his words, Miu Mi suddenly felt a little guilty. After all, she was the one who broke up with her, and she was the one who left without a single reason. So she sighed, "I'm sorry, Shaoyang, I owed you too much back then..."
"I understand you. As long as you are happy, that's enough. If we can't be lovers, we can always be friends?"
Mai Ziming put down what he was holding and walked over, "No matter what happened back then, we are all friends."
After a long time, Jiannian looked at them with a smile that grew thicker and said, "Thank you, Shaoyang."
"There's me, don't forget me!" Tang Xia came out at some point, hooked his arm on Miu's shoulder, and smiled openly.
The four of them seemed to have returned to their youthful days, laughing out loud and having some misunderstandings. As time went by, they finally let go.