[Pretender] Acacia is not negative

It is said that fate is predestined by heaven, and people are born to wait and find that person who is also waiting and looking for you.

Mingcheng felt that meeting Jin Yunqing was a beautiful encounter.

Because of his mistakes and omissions in the task, comrades sacrificed, although the task was finally completed, the lost comrades never came back.

That day, for Yu Mingcheng, was a gloomy day full of gloom.

Without the reproachful consolation of elder brother Minglou, nor in the mood to continue pretending in that treacherous place, Mingcheng drove alone to a small river, where he ran out by himself after being abused by his adoptive mother when he was a child. He always sat under the camphor tree by the river, throwing stones into the river one after another, watching the splashes on the river surface, and then slowly, slowly dissipating, throwing too many , it seems that his pain has gradually passed away.

Because of this, Mingcheng named this unnamed river Wangyou River.

But since he was adopted by the Ming family and became the young master Ah Cheng of the Ming Mansion, he has never been here again. He thought he would never come here in this life...

In the past 20 years, this place has not changed much, even the few lines he scratched on the camphor tree when he was a child are still there, and those lines have not gradually faded due to the years, but have deepened.

Mingcheng walked up to the camphor tree, and raised his hand to caress the scratches. Once the marks are left, they will not fade away anyway, and they will only deepen and deepen over time.

Bending down, picking up a stone and throwing it vigorously, the stone landed in the middle, splashing a slightly larger water splash, and the ripples swayed round and round, but looking at the water ripples that gradually became larger and dissipated, it was obvious The haze in Cheng's heart did not slow down.Looking at the sparkling river, Mingcheng bent down and grabbed a handful of stones, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and threw them all into the river with all his strength, the stones fell into the water, but there were those few sounds in his ears The gunshot rang out, and in front of him were the fallen figures of the comrades who had died in the mission due to his negligence.

Leaning weakly on the camphor tree, clenched his fists, he is useless and cannot share the burden for his elder brother. In fact, he has always admired his elder brother Minglou. He seems to be considerate of everything, and he, despite his efforts, But still something went wrong.Thinking of this, the big brother had a headache from overthinking before his eyes again, and he blamed himself a little bit.Wang Tianfeng has been arrested by No. 76, and the death plan is on the agenda, and the eldest sister's health has been getting worse recently...

Thinking of Ding Jing, Mingcheng felt a wave of turmoil in his heart.For some reason, he always has a special feeling for Ming Jing, unlike the admiration for Minglou, nor the special care for Mingtai. Probably from childhood to adulthood, Ming Jing was the only woman in his life, and he always felt that marrying a wife You should marry a gentle yet domineering woman like Eldest Sister.Later, when he went to school, many girls in the school chased him, but he always felt that they lacked a taste, a smell that could bring him sunshine and breeze.

He is grateful to Ming Jing for saving his life back then, and also for her support over the years, but after all, he and Ming Jing are not related by blood like Ming Lou and Ming Jing, and they are not like Ming Tai because he is the son of a lifesaver, so they are Ding Jing grew up pampered.

Der Spiegel has more trust in him...

Trust, Mingcheng thought of this word.

When Mingtai went to school when he was young, Mingjing asked Mingcheng to watch him go together; when Minglou went abroad to Paris, Mingjing asked Mingcheng to follow him; I always think of Mingcheng, because Minglou is busy and Mingtai is not stable.

Trust... If the eldest sister knew that he had made this mistake this time, would she still trust him?

For some reason, thinking of Ming Jing's distrust makes his heart hurt more than thinking of Ming Lou's blame...

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter and laughter around him. Mingcheng slowly opened his eyes and looked around. It was a woman leading a group of children. There were about ten children. They were running and laughing on the grass. No tension or worry.

Mingcheng took a closer look at the woman standing among the children. She was wearing a small beige dress, her shoulder-length hair was slightly curled, and her gaze was fixed on the group of children. It became a bright moon, Mingcheng looked at her, as if a meter of sunlight fell on her head, bright and brilliant.

It is a kind of sunshine beauty, but also a kind of tenderness like a breeze.Fascinating but not coquettish, the beauty is so clear.

Mingcheng looked at her, as if he was a little crazy.

It was like the scene when he saw his eldest sister Mingjing for the first time, she took him out of the sea of ​​suffering, he still remembered that she poured a basin of water, washed his feet, helped him wipe the wound on his arm, and she took the silk for him Wiping her tears, she said to him: "Don't be afraid, from now on you will be called Mingcheng, and you will be my younger brother. My sister will take you home."

At that time, he seemed to see a meter of sunlight falling on top of her head, bringing the sunshine of this world back to him, allowing him to see hope again.

The woman seemed to have noticed him, she lowered her body and explained a few words to the child beside her, then walked towards him, Mingcheng stood up straight at a loss, rubbed her hands on the trousers, and finally Embarrassed, he reached into his trousers pocket.

"Worrying here alone?" Her voice was not clear, but a kind of low gentleness.

When Mingcheng raised his head, she was already standing in front of him. Mingcheng raised his hand to wipe his nose, and curled the corners of his mouth dryly, but he didn't know how to answer her, so she said again: "Is it something that can't be solved?" ..."

Mingcheng looked into her eyes, and slightly opened his frowning brows, "How do you know?" He asked in a low voice, with some curiosity.

Mingcheng stared at her, but saw her blink her apricot eyes, sighed slightly and said: "If a person like you can solve it, you will definitely not stand here..." She finished speaking He smiled again, raised his eyes and looked at him seriously, "But you have to know, there is nothing impossible in this world, it's just whether you are willing to do it..."

She wanted to comfort him and relieve him, but she heard his low voice and asked again: "Can that person be resurrected after death?"

She seemed to be startled, but turned around calmly, facing the vast river, "Death cannot be brought back to life, but how do you know that death is not a good destination for him...In such a situation, every day Everyone is sacrificing, the most important thing is that if he thinks it is worth it, then this life is worth living, and such a death is also a good destination." She opened her mouth lightly, as if telling something she had experienced Suddenly she turned to look at him again, and said seriously: "What is gone is gone forever, the most important thing is to fulfill his unfulfilled wish and take good care of the people he wants to take care of."

Fulfill his unfinished wish and take care of the people he wants to take care of.

He gradually curled the corner of his mouth, turned around and caressed the old marks on the tree, yes, the existing marks will not be erased, the important thing is that it has the value of existence, and history will not forget them.

"You often bring your children here?" The voice was still deep, but tender.

The woman glanced at the children in the distance, "These are children in the orphanage. They no longer have the love of their parents. I just try my best to make them happy and happy."

Mingcheng was stunned, it turns out that those children have such stories... just like him... "Are you from the orphanage...?"

The woman shook her head, "I'm a teacher at Minli Middle School. I only have time to take these children out to relax on the weekend today." She seemed a little helpless, but when she looked up, she saw a little boy fell down. Run over to ask about his injuries.

Mingcheng also followed, seeing her wiping the little boy's tears with a handkerchief, he seemed to see himself and the bright mirror many years ago, he suddenly thought, fortunately, there are big sisters in this world who are like the woman in front of him Good people, so that orphans like them will not be abandoned by this world.

"What's your name?" Mingcheng asked her, he wanted to know her name and her story.

"Jin Yunqing. The rhyme of the rhythm, the clear and sunny." After a pause, she asked, "What about you?"

Mingcheng pondered for a moment in his heart, looked up at her and said, "Mingcheng."

Jin Yunqing seemed to be taken aback for a moment, her delicate brows were slightly frowned, "Are you Chairman Ming's younger brother?"

Mingcheng was startled, "Miss Jin knows my eldest sister?" Looking up, she saw Jin Yunqing blushing in embarrassment, and suddenly remembered Ming Jing's words——

"I've already told you, it's Teacher Jin from Minli Middle School..."

Thinking of this, Mingcheng's face turned red up to his ears, and they smiled awkwardly at each other.

"Oh it's you……"

"So that person is you..."

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About two or three things about chasing stars, let me explain to Duan Geng

I wrote this goggle article for cultural relics, but the fan circle really left me speechless, and I have decided to quit her fan circle.I think if I continue to write in the future, it may be because I am a fan of Teacher Da Liu, although I have rarely been a fan of male actors.Maybe the readers are asking too much... If everyone thinks that the marriage proposal is a good ending, then so be it. I am also afraid that the writing without emotion will not be good in the end.

The part of what the author has to say is what I want to say to everyone and my readers. Listen to what you want to hear, read what you want to read, and don’t read or listen to what you don’t want to read.