Are you in love, my white moonlight

At the end of summer, the sun was strong and the shade was falling. The expensive car passed by the colorful flowers and leaves on both sides, and slowly stopped in front of an elegant mansion.

The Yuan family had been waiting at home for a long time, and when they heard the movement outside, they rushed out of the house to welcome them.

Yuan Deng quickly glanced at his parents' faces, lowered his head and whispered, "Mom and Dad."

Yuan's mother saw her son get out of the car shrunken from a distance, bewildered as if he had gotten into an accident and returned home when he was a child.However, the small baskets I poked when I was a child are easy to clean up. Now that I have just grown up... Mother Yuan glanced at Yongjipu who was following behind her son, her temples throbbed, and she pressed her forehead and said, "Yuan Deng, you go back to your room first." Bar."

Yuan's father turned his eyes around Yuandeng and Yongjipu, and said nothing, his face extremely gloomy.

Having been a mother and son for so many years, Yuan Deng is well versed in the behavior of parents, knows when to fight for the right to speak, and knows when to be honest and obedient.

look at the situation...

Yuan Deng looked back at Yongjipu worriedly, then pursed his lips and went upstairs.

After returning to the familiar room, the stress and anxiety finally receded slowly.Yuan Deng took a long breath, put the things aside, and collapsed on the bed, staring at the delicate patterns on the ceiling.

Although it has only been a few hours, his world has undergone earth-shaking changes. If it weren't for the mottled bruises and occasional dull pains on his body, he would probably still think that these experiences were just fleeting dreams.

Last night's move undoubtedly crossed a security boundary, but frankly, he has no regrets.

He has waited too long.

He is just afraid that the relationship between the two families will be affected because of this——

And, I was worried that my brother would be dealt with by the parents of both parties.

He could clearly see the slap print on his brother's face in the morning.

He was sure that it was Uncle Yong and Aunt Xiaoxue who beat him up, and now there are only a few adults downstairs... I don't know how my brother is doing now, whether he will be scolded badly.

Yuan Deng fretfully covered his face with a pillow.

"Om—" The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Yuan Deng took out the phone suspiciously, and found that the phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power.After connecting the power supply, he waited patiently for a moment, the screen turned on again, and then impatiently, a series of messages popped up.

Message 999+, there are still N missed calls.

Some are messages from other friends, and the rest are all from Zhang Jitong.

Yuan Deng was holding the phone, only to realize later that he seemed to have left last night without even informing Zhang Jitong, and then a series of things happened, chaotic and embarrassing, and he couldn't even bother to call him Hello.

It's his fault.

Yuan Deng hurriedly dialed Zhang Jitong's phone number, and only after a "beep", the other party answered quickly: "Hello? Yuan Deng?"

Yuan Deng: "It's me."

Zhang Jitong's voice sounded anxious: "Where are you now? Are you safe? I waited for a long time last night and didn't see you back. I went to the toilet to look for you, but you were not there. I searched all over the place. I didn't see you in the whole bar, and I went back to the nearby store to check, but I didn't see you. Did you encounter anything?"

Yuan Deng felt guilty: "No, I'm fine. I just came home now, and I encountered an emergency last night, and the follow-up processing is also difficult, so I haven't had time to tell you, sorry... I will treat you to dinner next time."

Zhang Jitong: "It's okay, as long as you are safe. Then can I help you with this matter?"

Yuan Deng: "No, no, it's already being resolved, don't worry."

Zhang Jitong: "That's fine. By the way, when are you going back to school? There is something I want to discuss with you face to face."

Yuan Deng: "What's the matter, you can talk about it now."

Zhang Jitong hesitated, didn't elaborate, only said that he couldn't make it clear on the phone, and told him to come back to school quickly.

Yuan Deng suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said: "Okay, after I deal with this matter, I will go back to school, maybe tomorrow."

After the phone was disconnected, the room became quiet again, so quiet that he felt uneasy again.Yuan Deng looked down at the phone, opened Yongjipu's chat dialog box, entered a few words, and deleted them one by one after a while.

Yuan Deng threw his cell phone on the bed, stuck his whole body against the door, trying to hear the sound from outside, but he couldn't hear it after trying for a long time; after hesitating for a moment, he quietly opened the crack of the door again, hoping to see their figures, But as far as the eye could see, there was no one there.

In the end, Yuan Deng fell back on the bed dejectedly, rubbing his fingers uneasily.

He wondered what resolution the parents would eventually negotiate.

They might forcefully send him abroad and separate them. After all, my elder brother just finished his studies and returned to China, and he is preparing to take over the family's company; they may also arrange other blind dates for his elder brother.

such……

Thinking of this, Yuan Deng suddenly felt a boulder in his heart.He immediately turned over, rummaged through the room with his waist propped up, and finally found a bottle of wound medicine deep in the desk drawer.He carefully read the instruction manual and the production date, hesitated for a moment, and put it in his pocket.

Yuan Deng went downstairs quietly, and found that there was no one in the living room, and the housekeeper and servants could not be seen in the house, so it was too quiet now.

He squeezed the bottle in his pocket tightly, and tiptoed towards the living room. Before he got close, he found that the door of the living room, which was always open in the past, was closed tightly, and the heavy door seemed to have dark light flowing under the light.

Yuan Deng's footsteps stopped. He knew that the workmanship of this door was extremely solid, and the sound insulation effect was first-rate, so no sound would leak out.And if he went to push open the door now, the guillotine hanging above his head would probably fall down in an instant.

But he is also really not reconciled.

Yuan Deng reached into his pocket, touched the medicine bottle softly and affectionately, and lifted his toes.

"crunch-"

Before he could push it open, the door had already been pulled open.

A pair of finely polished leather shoes appeared in his sight.

Yuan Deng raised his head and saw Yongjipu's thin and three-dimensional face, his eyes widened slightly.

"Small lights?"

"Brother." Yuan Deng quickly looked at his face, but found no new injuries, and the sourness in his heart eased a little, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and stuffed it into Yongjipu's hand, and said in a low voice, "Here You, reduce swelling and blood stasis."

Yongjipu looked down at the wound medicine in his hand, held it in his palm calmly, and accepted it.

Yuan Deng narrowed his eyes.

Just as he was enjoying himself, there was an unpleasant cold snort in his ear. Yuan Deng raised his head and saw his father's stinky face, and shrank his neck—it was appointed to scold him. As expected, Yuan's father asked him with a straight face: "Didn't I tell you to go back to the room first? Why did you run down again?"

Yuan Deng hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Didn't Dad tell me to be polite and courteous before? There are guests in this house. As a member of the family, I can't come down to accompany me."

Yuan's father commented displeasedly: "Slick tongue." His complexion looked better than before.Then he turned around and joined the elders group, unwilling to talk to this son who made a mess anymore.

Yuan Deng was also happy that his old father ignored him.

He let out a sigh of relief, tugged at the corner of Yongjipu's clothes beside him, and called softly, "Brother."

Yongjipu was taller than him, when he heard Yuan Deng calling him, he turned his head closer, his expression was calm, but the red mole on his eyelid was ostentatious and alluring, like warmth piercing the silence of a snow mountain.

"what happened?"

Yuan Deng felt uneasy: "... how did you discuss it?"

Hearing the words, Yongjipu frowned, his expression was unclear, and after a while, he said: "It's not over yet."

Not over yet? !

Yuan Deng's hand holding the corner of his clothes suddenly tightened, asking what they had said.But Yongjipu didn't confide a word, and let Yuandeng make indirect remarks, but didn't reveal a word.

It's just that the look in his eyes... Yuan Deng didn't know how to describe the subtle and complicated emotions in Yongjipu's eyes.

In the end, Yuan Deng could only say goodbye to the Yong family in a gloomy manner.After Yongjipu waved goodbye to them, he bent down and sat in the car.

The car started, the tires ran over the leaves that fell on the ground, turned and disappeared from sight, and only the flowers and branches swept by the wind were left shaking in the air.

Yuan Deng stared at the direction the car was leaving in a daze, leaning on the door and thinking to himself what the three words "not finished" mean.

Mother Yuan, who was seeing off the guests, turned her head and saw Yuan Deng looking lost, and remembered that he had stuffed something for Yongjipu just now.

When they passed each other, Mother Yuan finally couldn't hold back and stabbed him: "Everyone is gone, why don't you watch?"

"No, I didn't watch it." Yuan Deng came back to his senses, chased after her, and pressed her shoulders, "Mom, what did you all say in the end? Can you tell me?"

Mother Yuan ignored him, and sat down on the imperial concubine's couch.

She took the tea that the servant handed over, but didn't drink it, she changed hands and put it aside. Instead, she hugged a tasseled pillow, her eyebrows drooped, and she silently played with the tassels hanging on the pillow.

Mother Yuan has a straightforward personality and has always been quick to make decisions. Over the years, she has also been famous in the market for her decisiveness.Yuan Deng rarely saw obvious melancholy on her brows, and in his impression, mother always seemed to be omnipotent.

"Mom?" Yuan Deng called her in a low voice, a little uneasy.

Mother Yuan raised her eyes, and her eyes moved to Yuan Deng.After a while, she asked lightly, "What do you think about... this matter?"

Yuan Deng's fingers curled up, as if capturing the courage of nothingness, he said softly: "I, I want a good ending."

Mother Yuan stared at him, pressing her step by step: "What is your definition of a good ending?"

This gaze was too sharp, Yuan Deng lowered his eyes, and said: "It does not harm harmony, does not harm decency, and takes into account the wishes of all parties in balance."

The meaning is obvious.

Mother Yuan let out a long sigh.

After a long time, her low and slow voice sounded in the house: "Little lamp. Since childhood, your father and I have asked you to be healthy and happy. Therefore, every time we encounter a decision about you, we will ask you what you mean. No matter when you were young, whether you want to take this interest class, whether you want to change your school, and which gift you want, we will depend on you. Nothing else... just think, we don't have much time to accompany you, other things can be given to you, we Do your best to satisfy.”

"I know." Yuan Deng lowered his head.

"This time too." A pair of gentle hands rested on top of his head, slightly sinking, "Our two adults discussed three ways, you can choose."

"One, let's just let this matter go, and the relationship between our two families will remain the same without any impact."

"Second, get engaged first. If you regret it later, there is still room for change."

Yuan Deng was taken aback for a moment, a guess flashed in his mind, and his eyes gradually lit up.

Speaking of this, Mother Yuan paused, and Yuan Deng couldn't help asking what the third option was.

Mother Yuan sighed, "Get married."

It was true!

Yuan Deng suppressed his excitement, and quickly said: "I choose three!"

The room fell into silence, and the chirping of cicadas outside the window seemed extremely loud.Some people say that the cicada is buried in the thick soil year after year, until it meets a destined midsummer, it will break through the thick soil and declare its love loudly to the world.

He is the cicada, trying to seize this summer.

Yuan Deng cautiously leaned over, hugged Yuan Mu, and said softly: "Mom, I really want to choose three."

Mother Yuan didn't respond to him, and after a while, she said: "Little Deng, think about it again. After you think it through, come and talk to me."

After finishing speaking, she got up and went upstairs.Yuan Deng also stood up with her, and watched her turn back to the room. When he reached the top of the stairs, he saw her raising her hand, as if wiping the corners of her eyes.

Yuan Deng lowered his eyes and reached out to touch the teacup on the side, it was completely cold.