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Not far away, he saw Jiang Shanglu who was silently looking at him, obviously just returned from outside.

At that moment, Wen Ying couldn't explain the way Jiang Shanglu looked at him.

But he almost thought that the man was about to cry.

"Are you all done?"

"kindness."

"Don't go in yet, accompany me to the garden for a walk."

Jiang Shanglu still likes to habitually give orders to others so much. Wen Ying came here first as soon as he came back to Y City. He originally wanted to talk to him, so he gave all his things to Sister Liu and took them back to the house without refusing. He and Jiang Shanglu took a walk in the white hydrangea field next to Jiang's house.

It's just that it's been a month since the separation, and it's suddenly a little difficult to say what he wanted to say that was accumulated in his heart at that time.

And when Wen Ying was hesitantly thinking about how he should say the first sentence to Jiang Shanglu, he suddenly saw a few fragments of hydrangeas slowly floating down from the flower stand after the rain, and gently It fell on Jiang Shanglu who didn't notice it at the moment.

It has just rained, and the white hydrangeas that are still stained with rain still have a little delicate fragrance.

It is obviously a delicate and fragile flower that seems to be blown away by the wind, but it is very similar to the feeling that Jiang Shanglu brought to Wen Ying.

"Did you still like what I read to you that night?"

In the end, it was Jiang Shanglu who took the initiative to talk to himself first. Wen Ying was obviously in a complicated mood when he heard the words, and he couldn't answer for a while, but when he saw the older man with his height slowly approaching him, The breathing of each other is intertwined, and there is obviously a seven or eight-year age difference between the two parties, but at this moment, Wen Ying still feels that Jiang Shanglu like this makes him...

A little moved, but also a little tempted.

"……kindness."

"What does en mean? Is this the only word for me?"

“……………………”

After replying a word briefly, she didn't know what to say anymore. Wen Ying, whose heartbeat was not steady, tried to step back a little to distance the two of them from being too ambiguous at the moment, but when Wen Ying's gaze noticed the smiling face for a second, After seeing Jiang Shanglu's always tense shoulders and obviously thinner cheeks, he suddenly realized why Sister Liu was so excited when she saw him just now, and why Jiang Shanglu looked so helpless.

—It turned out that he was afraid that he would never come back.

Once such an idea appeared in his mind, Wen Ying no longer had the heart to avoid Jiang Shanglu. In fact, although he felt that he should sit down and have a good chat with Jiang Shanglu, and confess some basic situations between them first, Next, we will discuss whether to have a relationship higher than that between ordinary friends.

But he knew that Jiang Shanglu couldn't wait.

The innate addiction of opium poppy makes Jiang Shanglu, who really likes him, doomed to be tortured every day. He wants to touch himself, but is afraid of indulging himself. In the end, all the mental and physical pains are poured on this unfortunate man. Just thinking about how the man came here during the time he was away, Wen Ying's eyes became a little complicated.

Thinking in this way, Wen Ying, who had been silent since just now, suddenly raised his hand slowly. He has always been the kind of person who is not in a hurry to do anything, but at this moment even he himself felt a little nervous. But when his cold hand gently held Jiang Shanglu's palm recently, he still felt the unexpectedly calm but unrepentant emotion deep in his soul.

And seeing this elderly man who is always able to handle everything with ease in front of him has fallen into a state of bewilderment because of the sudden situation, Wen Ying, who has always been calm, rarely looks away slowly with red ears , and tried his best to speak softly to the older man who was holding his hand,

"'En' means that I understand your thoughts, as long as you don't mind that I am usually dull, ordinary-looking and boring, I will leave that place in my heart alone for you, even if I really I think it is barren, but as long as you like, you can come and bloom my heart anytime.”

"Because from this moment on, it's already yours...and I'm already yours."