Are you in love, my white moonlight

The golden wu sank, and the room gradually darkened.Yuan Deng sat on the bay window with his knees hugged and watched the outside slowly being swallowed by darkness.After a while, the street lamps will turn on, illuminating a small area and forming a strip of lights that winds into the distance.

He hates the dark.

Because when he was young, his parents were busy with work and had no time to talk to him, and he was short in stature and couldn't reach the light switch.Before the nanny aunt came, he always greeted every dusk with both fear and fear.

But one day, he suddenly felt that the dark was not so bad.

Because that evening he met Yongjipu—a handsome young man with a childish face, but his brows were calm and steady, he stretched out his hand to pull him out of the muddy rose garden, and asked him, "Where did you fall?"

He pointed tearfully at his bruised knee, where blood gushed like a stream from the tear.

The boy squatted down and looked at his wound, his eyebrows slowly wrinkled: "It seems a little serious."

Then the boy lowered his head and gently wiped off the mud and blood on his body with a handkerchief, and then wiped away the tears on his face.

"Come home with me first."

The street lamps elongated the figures of the two, one big and one small, walking back slowly.

Since then, he has become a frequent visitor to the Yong family.Even after his parents realized the problem and hired a nanny for him, he still liked to run to his brother's house, and only reluctantly said goodbye to his brother when he had to go home.

Later, when my elder brother went abroad to study, he was the only one left in the garden.

Yuan Deng retracted his gaze from the window, stood up and stretched his muscles, and turned on the lights in the room by the way.Bright and soft light fills the room.Returning to the light at once, Yuan Deng turned around and took out his diary from the drawer, opened it and prepared to write in it.

The paper flipped, and a few dry and dull petals slid from the pages onto the table.Yuan Deng was startled, and reached out to pick up the few rose petals.

The petals are crushed dry, with delicate and delicate veins, the edges are as dry as mosquito blood overnight, and a small ball of bright color remains in the center.On the edge of each petal, a string of numbers are written.

2016.7.1

2017.7.3

2018.7.13

2019.7.10

2020.7.8

——It is the date when Yongji Pu flies to Country X every year.

Every time he bid farewell to Yongjipu at the airport, he would go to a flower shop to buy a rose and grow it until it withered.

Every year.

In fact, he has also received many roses from others over the years.But after going around, his favorite is still the rose he chose.

Yuan Deng let out a breath, put the rose petals back into the diary, and made up his mind to go to his parents' room.

Seeing him coming, Mother Yuan raised her eyebrows, not surprised at all: "He's coming? Sit next to your father."

Father Yuan was sitting under the lamp reading the financial report. After he sat down, he flipped through the financial report and asked him, "Have you thought about it yet?"

Yuan Deng gave a low "hmm" and said, "Mom and Dad, I still want to choose three."

"I want to marry my brother."

Under the lamp, Yuan Deng's eyes seemed to have stars falling into them.

Yuan's father and Yuan's mother looked at each other, and saw the expected look in each other's eyes.After pondering for a moment, Father Yuan asked, "Have you really thought it through?"

Yuan Deng nodded yes.

Father Yuan sighed, closed the financial report, took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wiped the lenses repeatedly.

Following his movements, Yuan Deng's heart was like a swinging pendulum, up and down up and down, restless left and right.After a long wait, he finally heard his father say, "Up to you."

Such as amnesty.

Yuan Deng let out a deep breath, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said with a brisk tone, "Thank you, Mom and Dad! I knew you loved me the most! You will definitely agree to my plea. "

Mother Yuan laughed and scolded him as a little white-eyed wolf, and said: "Since you have made this decision, you can't be as willful as before and play childish temper."

"Also, remember to learn more from your brother. Seeing how good your brother is, the company's business is well-organized now. You are out of tune all day now. Who will we hand over our family's property?"

And here it goes again, the national unified mother card nag.

But this time, he suddenly had some strange feelings in his heart - his elder brother was a child of other people's family since he was a child, and he was outstanding all the way.Although he is not bad, he can only be said to be passable.

More... Yuan Deng pursed his lips, shrank his head, and excused that there was still a course paper to be handed in, so he had to go back to catch up on DDL first.

What a trick, Mother Yuan rolled her eyes and told him to get out of here.

Before going out, Mother Yuan suddenly called him again: "Wait a minute."

Yuan Deng looked back suspiciously.

Mother Yuan showed a bit of embarrassment, paused, and said, "If you feel wronged, don't hold back."

"No, I won't be wronged." Yuan Deng turned back and hugged Yuan Mu affectionately, and said with a smile, "Thank you mom, I love you."

Father Yuan snorted and said, "Don't be happy so early, there are still two months to prepare for the wedding."

Even if he was told that there were still two months before the wedding, it did not affect Yuan Deng's joyful mood in the slightest.

The next day he got into the car humming a song and asked the driver to take him to school.In the early morning, the mist is slightly cool, and the moist water vapor and the fragrance of flowers come in through the open car window, pulling Yuan Deng's half-closed eyelashes.

I couldn't sleep last night because I was so excited.

Yuan's house is located in a secluded wealthy area, with long and winding mountain roads, and his school is a long way from home, so he can catch up on sleep during this time.Yuan Deng's small abacus was playing loudly, and he slumped on the seat, hugging the pillow and preparing to fall asleep.

The vehicle turned a corner and the speed slowed down significantly.Yuan Deng opened his eyes and asked lazily, "What's wrong?"

The driver respectfully said: "The door of Yong's house just opened in front, I suspect that Young Master Yong will drive out in a while. So I gave way."

elder brother?

Yuan Deng's eyes widened in an instant, and he lost all sleepiness.

"Stop, stop!" Yuan Deng called to stop the driver, unfastened his seat belt and ran down.

He has been to Yong's house many times, and he knows the way very well, so he went straight to the garage in a detour.The garage door has been opened, and the car he sat in yesterday slowly rolled out of the garage, and it was Yongjipu who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Seeing it was him, Yuan Deng's eager heart was safely put back to its original place.And the consequences of his running too fast just now were also revealed, almost stretching his old injured waist.Yuan Deng stopped in pain, put his hands on his knees, arched his waist and panted.

"Why are you running in such a hurry?"

Yuan Deng looked up at him, supported his waist, and smiled with difficulty: "It's okay."

Yongjipu sized him up, frowned, and said, "You don't seem to be okay, your lips are white."

"Come here." He reached out to help him.

Yuan Deng leaned on Yong Jipu, moved step by step as he did when he was a child, and was slowly helped to the passenger seat.

The arm supporting him was solid and stable, like the unshakable earth.He also smelled a faint scent of cologne on his brother's body, which was light and cold, and it was probably used after washing in the morning - it was so different from the smell on his body before, when he used to smell the soap on his clothes taste.

Yuan Deng quietly took a deep breath, he likes the smell now.

Some things seem to be the same, but they are still different.

After Yongjipu placed the yuan lantern, he attached himself to fasten the seat belt for him, and said in a low voice, "You sit down first, I'll go get something."

After a while, he sat in the car with a small bag in his hand, fastened his seat belt, and said, "What are your plans for today? I'll see you off."

"Go back to school for morning class, starting at 8:30." Yuan Deng paused and asked, "By the way, brother, do you know which school I am in?"

Yongjipu's tone was flat: "Hua Da, how could I not know."

Yuan Deng said "Oh" and asked him if he knew the way to Huada.

"I know." Yongjipu turned the steering wheel, the car started smoothly, broke through the morning fog, and drove on the road.

Yongjipu drove calmly and steadily, Yuandeng was still very energetic at first, but slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep on the tilted seat.In a daze, he seemed to hear that the sound of the car stereo was turned down, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by Yongjipu.Opening his eyes, he saw that the car had already parked at the gate of Huada.

"Are you at school?" Yuan Deng rubbed his eyes, looked out the car window, "Ximen?"

Yongjipu: "Well. Aren't you rushing to class?"

Is that why he drove the car to Ximen?Because this school gate is the closest to the school's teaching building, if you enter from the west gate, you can go directly to the classroom within a few steps.

"Thank you brother!" Yuan Deng was happy, and when he was about to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car, Yong Jipu called him to stop.

Yuan Deng turned around: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Yongjipu handed him the bag he just took: "Here's for you, I'll look at it later in the classroom."

Yuan Deng said "oh", put it in the bag, and said goodbye to him: "Then brother, I will go to class first."

Yongjipu was silent for a moment, then said: "Wait a little longer."

Yuan Deng's hand that was unbuttoning his seat belt obediently stopped, and he looked at Yongjipu suspiciously.

More and more students hurried past outside the car window, and now the time is almost approaching the class time, and everyone is rushing to class.Yongjipu has always had a good sense of time, if there is no urgent matter, he will definitely not stop him.

So Yuandeng waited patiently for Yongjipu to speak.

And Yongjipu held the steering wheel silently, his knuckles were slightly white.A moment later, he pinched the bridge of his nose as if venting his breath, closed his eyes and said, "Have you thought about that matter?"

Yuan Deng blinked and guessed: "Brother, are you talking about... getting married?"

Yongjipu gave a low "hmm".

"I've made up my mind." Yuan Deng looked at his face, "Brother, don't you...don't want to? If you don't want to, then we can also—"

"No." Yongjipu interrupted him, turned his gaze to Yuandeng, and said seriously, "I'm afraid you didn't think clearly."

Yuan Deng was startled, looked at his clear face, saw that his brows were frowning, but also vaguely caught his own reflection in his dark pupils.

Are you worried about him?Or why?

Thousands of thoughts swirled through his mind in an instant, but he finally settled on his decision yesterday.After a while, Yuan Deng said solemnly: "I thought about it all day yesterday, and I really thought it through."

"Okay. Just think it through, go to class." Yongjipu let go of the steering wheel and leaned over to unbuckle Yuandeng's seat belt. As soon as the buckle was released, his body froze suddenly——

Because his face was held in his hands, a careful kiss was placed on the corner of his mouth, with the sweetness of soy milk.

This kiss was light and short, and it was as if a dragonfly had touched water.

In a daze, the seat belt retracted automatically, and Yuan Deng slid out of the car like a fish, carrying a bag on his back, waving goodbye to him under the car, with a smug smile on his face.

Yongjipu's brows loosened, and he also waved goodbye to him.

Yuan Deng stood where he was, watching Yongjipu's car turn around and merge into the traffic like a drop of water, just as he turned his head, he was about to lift his feet and walk towards the west gate.

Suddenly a trembling voice came from behind him: "Yuan Deng?"

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