Looking at the bright moon

Knowing that Wen Mingyu would come to pick him up back to Longyuan, Yongtang refused Shangying's company before boarding the train, and only brought his entourage, Lu An, to Yancheng.Before he arrived at the site, he had been feeling uneasy for a long time. Seriously, this was the longest time he had been away from home—a total of eleven months, and he never imagined that he could be away from his uncle for such a long time.

Yongtang often hates how time flies, and hates that he is not a few years younger. Now at his age, it seems very strange to continue to be by Wen Mingyu's side like when he was a child, clinging to each other.Three years ago, he had a bad temper with his uncle, and then he didn't return to Longyuan for half a year, and spent years at Shangying's house.During those six months, he waited day and night for Wen Mingyu to take the initiative to persuade him to go home, and after more than ten years with his uncle, Yongtang had already taken the other party's accommodation for granted, so he was particularly confident.Unexpectedly, as the days passed, Wen Mingyu never took the initiative to contact him except for the occasional phone calls that he refused to answer.

In the end, it was Yongtang who panicked and rushed back to Yancheng by train before the winter vacation started, preparing countless questions along the way, like a fighting cock with bristling hair, ready to formally attack his uncle as soon as he saw him.But when he really met Wen Mingyu, Yongtang's anger turned into grievance in an instant. As soon as he met his uncle's gaze, his eyes became hot, and the tip of his nose was sore. It was enough to cry a 19-year-old into a nine-year-old.

Wen Mingyu was amused by his crying, but he didn't care about his long-term temper. He only taught him that he was already an adult, not to cry like a child all the time.Yongtang originally thought that his tears would be soothed by a soft voice, but the fact was totally different from what he had expected, which made Yongtang full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, and deliberately had an awkward fight with Wen Mingyu.

The other party asked him to go back to school, but he refused to listen, pretending to be sick, unwilling to leave Yannan for half a step.During that time, Wen Mingyu was extremely busy, often seeing cars driving into Longyuan in the middle of the night, and the lights in Wen Mingyu's study were also on all night, so naturally the discipline of Yongtang could not be as strict as in the past.Yongtang clearly cared about his uncle's health, but because of the resentment in his heart, he repeatedly caused some small troubles. He played around with a group of dudes and stayed out all night, so as to disturb his uncle who was already busy with work. .

His methods did have some effect. After half a month, Wen Mingyu took a day out of his busy schedule to accompany him.When the other party investigated the reason for his nonsense, Yong Tang was angry and refused to speak out.In fact, as long as Wen Mingyu asked a few more questions, he would definitely tell the whole story without hiding anything, but Wen Mingyu didn't ask any more questions.

The other party just used the tricks used to coax him before, and a few words made him confused, making Yongtang not only obediently admit his mistake, but also vaguely made a promise that he would not mess around like this in the future.When he said these words, he expected to get a smile from Wen Mingyu, or two or three words of praise.But when Wen Mingyu really gave him these things, Yongtang felt a sense of loss in his heart.It was like a stone that fell into an empty valley, obviously exhausted all its strength, and finally got only an invisible, untouchable, ethereal echo.

Yongtang's memory goes back to the day when he and Wen Mingyu had a temper tantrum.

That day when he heard the news that his uncle was seriously ill, he was so anxious that he wanted to cry. Shang Ying seemed to see his anxiety, and offered to send him back to Yannan to see his uncle.

When he really returned to Longyuan, Wen Mingyu's condition had greatly improved.Yongtang wanted to give the other party a surprise, so he sneaked into the house to find Xu Hancheng, and only let the other party report that he had made several phone calls and intended to come back to visit his uncle, but did not tell Wen Mingyu that he was already at home.He excitedly hid outside the door waiting for his uncle's reaction, waiting for the other party to mention himself in a helpless and indulgent tone, and finally he appeared again, proudly telling the other party: It's useless if you don't allow it, I'm already back.

Yongtang never expected that what he finally waited for was Wen Mingyu's strange and cold sentence: I don't need him to worry about my affairs.

The words "I" and "he" sound like two mountains separating the two ends of the world, and the distance between them is more than tens of thousands of miles.For the entire 12 years, Yongtang thought, for the entire 12 years, Wen Mingyu did not allow him to cross these tens of thousands of miles, how many more 12 years can he use to make up for it?He froze outside the door for a long time in despair, thinking that he had heard wrongly or misunderstood, and Wen Mingyu's words were not referring to himself.Yongtang coaxed himself like this for a while, then suddenly shed tears, and didn't want to say hello again, and went back to Jin'an alone.

Time is the most powerful diluent, even the strong resentment and grievance at the beginning were washed away by it.Now that Yongtang remembered this incident again, his heart was only stabbed briefly, the joy of seeing his uncle soon piled up layer upon layer like honey, and the pain was quickly densely and firmly sealed.

LuAnn got off the train carrying the owner's suitcase, looking around.Before he stood on tiptoe and poked his head out of the crowd, a row of tall bodyguards had already lined up in front of Lu Ann.The young man surrounded by them was tall and thin, with his hands in his coat pockets, his appearance and demeanor were outstanding.When Yongtang saw him, his eyes lit up instantly, and he called out as if no one was there: "Uncle!"

While yelling, he opened his arms and flung himself on Wen Mingyu's body, burying his face in the other's soft scarf and dawdling.Wen Mingyu smiled, frightened Yongtang a few times on the back, pushed him away again, and said: "Okay, if you don't let go, won't you be afraid of being laughed at by others?"

"Who dares to laugh at me." Yongtang muttered unwillingly, grabbed Wen Mingyu's finger and refused to let go: "Uncle, when did you arrive?"

Wen Mingyu said: "Just a few minutes earlier than you, let's go, come back to have dinner with me."

Yongtang held the other's hand like he did when he was a child, and found that Wen Mingyu didn't break away, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy.If he could keep getting close to his uncle, even if Yongtang was to be a child for the rest of his life, he would probably be willing.

On the way from the train station to Longyuan, Yongtang was extraordinarily lively and never stopped talking.He told Wen Mingyu that he regretted listening to Shangying's deception and applied for the university in Jin'an. Not only was the road far there, but the people in the school were also very boring.After finishing speaking, he told Wen Mingyu about Shang Ying, and told his uncle about the control he had received around the other party.Wen Mingyu still had that lazy attitude, half leaning on the car seat to listen to his bitterness, and then said after a while: "When I'm not around, it's a good thing to have another person who can take care of you."

Yongtang snorted, looked out of the car window, and retorted with a bit of ulterior selfishness: "What kind of person is he, I just want you to take care of me."

The corners of Wen Mingyu's mouth twitched a little, the smile seemed to be lighter than the smile, and he said: "You have become an adult, why do you still say such childish things."

Yongtang once again hated his own age, if he was only eight or nine years old, or even sixteen or seventeen years old, he would have reason to hold his uncle's arm and lie on his uncle's body to act like a baby.But a 21-year-old youth is absolutely inappropriate to do such actions. After much deliberation, he finally had the courage to put his head on the opponent's shoulder, and yawned protractedly.

"I'll be home soon," Wen Mingyu tapped his head lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Go back and sleep."

Yongtang said aggrievedly: "It's cold and uncomfortable on the train, I'm very tired, Uncle, I've been separated from you for such a long time, and you still refuse to be nice to me."

Wen Mingyu snorted and didn't answer.Yongtang realized that he had won another small battle, and he felt proud and happy, and became obedient.He closed his eyes, trying to brew some artificial drowsiness, but Wen Mingyu seemed to have seen through it, and suddenly said: "Yongtang, there is one thing that I must remind you in advance."

His voice was very serious, Yongtang immediately straightened up nervously, and asked: "What's the matter?"

After the car drove in from the side door of Longyuan and the two people in the car got off, Yongtang's face became much more gloomy.He followed behind Wen Mingyu, kicking heavily, even ignoring the housekeeper's greetings.Wen Mingyu was still calm, and sent Yongtang back to the courtyard where he lived. Before entering the door, he turned slightly sideways and looked at Yongtang behind him.

Yongtang wanted to be angry with him, but he didn't have the guts to twist his chin at an awkward angle, refusing to meet Wen Mingyu's gaze.

He heard the other party ask in a joking tone: "You just got home, and you can't wait to show uncle's face?"

Yongtang replied bitterly: "I don't want to see him, and I don't want to eat with him, uncle, you know I don't like him, why did you want him back!"

After finishing speaking, he secretly turned his face back and looked at Wen Mingyu's face.Wen Mingyu didn't seem offended, and even smiled slightly.However, unlike the usual spring-like smile towards Yongtang, Wen Mingyu's expression at this moment was strange and disapproving.

"Whether you like it or not, it has nothing to do with the decision I made." Wen Mingyu spoke this passage very slowly and patiently, but her words were cold and hard, which was the opposite of the soft tone: "Sheng Huan I picked him up personally, if you don’t respect him, it’s the same as disrespecting me. Yongtang, I’ve raised you for 14 years, so I don’t think you’re a child who doesn’t know how to be polite.”

If it were a few years ago, when Yongtang heard his uncle say that, he would have burst into tears.But now he forgot about being angry, and only felt jealousy and panic. These two emotions were like a gauze soaked in sour liquid, firmly stuck in his throat, making him unable to even utter a word.

When did his uncle be able to mention another person's name so affectionately?When he learned the news of Sheng Huan's disappearance three years ago, he had maliciously speculated that that person had died outside or would never return to Yannan.Unexpectedly, Sheng Huan not only appeared in front of him again, but also became so close to Wen Mingyu.During the time when he was not in Longyuan, that person must have tried his best to get close to his uncle, otherwise how could his uncle have taken a fancy to him—a low-class person who was raised by prostitutes!

Yongtang tried his best not to distort his face due to jealousy, otherwise his uncle would feel that he was uncultivated, and Sheng Huan might have arranged him behind his back!He really couldn't force a smile, so he nodded hastily to Wen Mingyu and said: "I will do whatever you want me to do, I just don't make things difficult for him."

When Wen Mingyu heard the word embarrassing, a little smile appeared in Wen Mingyu's eyes.It was the first time that Yong Tang didn't want to see his uncle's smile so strongly, he was so unwilling to repeatedly torment him like hot oil, he almost wanted to ask what the other party was laughing at, but he was afraid that the answer would make him even more sad.

Yongtang cleaned up in the bedroom, then went to dinner listlessly, completely lost the excitement of getting off the train.

Only servants came in and out of the dining room, Wen Mingyu hadn't arrived yet, Yongtang stood by the table, inspecting every dish with critical eyes.Fortunately, Longyuan's dining table did not show signs of invasion by a third party. It was filled with his favorite food. Yongtang felt a little comforted, and suddenly turned to ask the servant: "Does my uncle always accompany me when I eat?"

The servant was an old woman who had just arrived and had never seen anything in the world. She answered as if she was being interrogated: "Yes, yes, there is a Mr. He who often stays with the young master."

"What's your surname?" Yongtang frowned suspiciously: "Is there no one surnamed Sheng?"

The old lady shook her head, just when Yongtang wanted to ask more questions, Wen Mingyu opened the curtain and walked in.Seeing Yongtang sitting at the table, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked the housekeeper next to him, "Where is the other one?"

The butler replied: "Master He Wu went out in the afternoon, said he was going to meet a friend, and would come back in the evening, so you don't have to wait for him."

Just based on the expression on Wen Mingyu's questioning, Yongtang can be sure that this stranger surnamed He must be Shenghuan.This idea burst out like a spark in his heart. Before sitting here, Yongtang had typed many drafts and prepared countless sarcasms, wanting to embarrass that person at the dinner table, not wanting his opponent to be the first to retreat without a fight. up.

Wen Mingyu didn't pursue it further, but raised her eyes to look at him, and asked lightly: "With such an expression, are you planning to quarrel with whom?"

Yongtang was caught by his uncle's eyes, and immediately seemed to be seen through from inside to outside, and said guiltily: "I'm just a little tired, uncle, don't wrong me."