Kiss the moonlight

Chapter 45 It Can Only Be Your Third Uncle
Since the beginning of severe winter, it is rare to see the moon at night in Nanshi.

The girl tilted her head and admired her work. It wasn't until the white mist was liquefied into water droplets and rolled down under the influence of the heating in the car that she slowly retracted her gaze and straightened her head.

Zhou Chongyue took in this scene calmly, the car was filled with silence, neither of them seemed to want to break the silence.

Twenty-five minutes later, the car stopped outside the gate of Jing'an Jiayuan Community. Yun Nuo touched the seat belt with her fingers and muttered, "Uncle San, can I ask you a question."

"What?" He looked at her gently.

The girl turned her face and stared at him with a solemn expression: "For you, is there any difference between me and Mumu?"

"What do you mean by the difference?" Zhou Chongyue asked.

"The meaning of existence in your heart."

In fact, it was obvious last time that she was not suitable for him. This was his rhetoric at the time.

But tonight when she found out that he had a fiancée, Yun Nuo suddenly figured it out, she had to hit the south wall to see how hard this wall was, and whether there was no possibility of breaking it.

The fog at night gradually shrouded, and the white fog covered the vision in front of the windshield, making the only small space more and more narrow and closed.

Yun Nuo held her breath and waited for an answer.

In the carriage, after a long silence, Zhou Chongyue slowly withdrew his gaze. He looked at the blurred silhouette of street lamps ahead, and the blue veins in his hand on the steering wheel were slightly protruding. Identity cannot give you the answer you want."

"What identity?" Yun Nuo stubbornly raised her head and looked at him.

"...Besides your third uncle, nothing else."

Zhou Chongyue's last words were distinct, and they knocked into her ears word by word, as if laying down an insurmountable boundary marker.

After hearing this, Yun Nuo was slightly dazed, and after a while, she gave a soft 'hmm', appearing extremely calm.

Although it was sad, the result was already expected, and she was not surprised to get such an answer from him.

The most unworthy of sympathy in this world is the lucky one.

Yun Nuo used to think that those boys who were rejected again and again but still confessed to her were too naive, but she herself was not.

A 21-year-old heart is not childish in front of a 33-year-old man.

Yun Nuo rubbed her eyes, put her hands down again, picked the silver powder on the back of the phone case with her fingernails, smiled and asked, "Uncle San, where is my birthday present?"

She could feel that Zhou Chongyue was looking at her. With his character, before he said those words just now, he must have thought carefully and wanted to minimize the damage as much as possible.

Although the effect was minimal, Yun Nuo took the initiative to change the topic out of his ridiculous self-esteem.

During the silence, Zhou Chongyue turned sideways and took out a long scroll from the back seat and handed it to her, saying softly, "Nuo Nuo, happy birthday."

The girl reached out to take it, and the palm touched the slightly cool outer wall of the roll, and smiled: "Thank you, third uncle."

She pointed to the gate in the distance: "Then I'll go in."

The man nods.

Yun Nuo unbuckled her seat belt, pushed open the car door and went down. She walked very fast, almost trotting all the way, without looking back. She even forgot other people's gifts in the back seat of the SUV.

The night was deep, and the fog shrouded the black Mercedes-Benz, which was cold and lonely. Zhou Chongyue sat quietly in the car, her gaze stayed at the gate of the community where the girl's back disappeared, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

Just now Yun Nuo asked her what is the difference between her and Zhou Simu's meaning in his heart.

He is also a junior, but he should be very clear about the difference.

Zhou Chongyue's thoughts went back to that midsummer five years ago.

A child who has not yet recovered from the grief of losing his mother, at the critical moment of his life, calls out his father, not his mother.

The sound of father, fragile and helpless, penetrated into Zhou Chongyue's heart, as if being poked by something, with a faint difficulty and dull pain.

People are sometimes very strange, and often the touch of a certain moment, even if it is only a one-time relationship, is enough to make him remember deeply.

So when we meet again a few years later, Zhou Chongyue will always subconsciously pay attention to the girl who fell into the water back then, wondering how she is doing now, whether she is still as insecure as she was when she was a child, and deeply dependent on her father.

However, unexpectedly, the facts seem to run counter to what he thought.

On the day when he brought his grandmother to see a doctor for the first time, he heard the phone call between the girl and his father at the stairs. Between the lines, the gap and gap between the father and daughter were revealed.

At that moment, Zhou Chongyue's breathing seemed to be silent for a short time.

It was also the first time in my life that without my noticing, I selfishly imposed the love in my heart on the girl.So much so that when her love affair gradually developed, he realized it later, and finally shut her out in a gentle but cruel way.

The girl pretended to be calm before she left, which undoubtedly deepened Zhou Chongyue's inner self-blame and guilt.

He knew that after tonight, no matter what mentality and excuse he used to treat her as before, it seemed hypocritical and inappropriate.

Zhou Chongyue looked away, reached out from the storage compartment, and took out the cigarettes and lighters that hadn't been touched for a long time.

Dust-free for half a year, the outside of the cigarette case had already been covered with a thin layer of dust, and the car window was half-lowered. He took out one and held it in his mouth, lit it with a fire, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

His lungs were heavy, and the clear smog irritated his nerves.

Someone once asked him if he smoked, and his answer at the time was that he had quit.

Quitting smoking is easy.

But it is difficult to quit for a lifetime.

……

After Yun Nuo went back, grandma and nanny had already fallen asleep.

She walked into the bedroom lightly, then took the clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

At this moment, she misses the big bathtub in the Yufuwan villa very much. Usually when she is unhappy, she may bury her whole head in the water willfully, and enjoy the emotional catharsis and explosion brought about by suffocation quietly.

But not tonight, the environment doesn't allow it, even if it's just crying for a while with red eyes, I don't dare to make too much noise to disturb the light-sleeping grandma.

She didn't want grandma to worry.

When a girl comes home from a bar in the middle of the night crying, there's nothing good about it.

The pendulum clock in the living room went round and round until the pointer pointed to twelve o'clock in the morning, and Yun Nuo opened the bathroom door.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her body was covered with moisture after bathing. She kicked off the slippers and lifted the quilt to go to bed, and turned off the wall lamp by the bed.

In the darkness, Yun Nuo opened his sleepless eyes, as if he was a little bit unwilling to spend a good New Year's Eve, just so sad.

After a moment of hesitation, she turned on the wall lamp again and sat up from the bed.

Walking barefoot to the front of the collapse, he bent down to pick up the scroll with ink and porcelain patterns, and poured out a picture of words from it.

It is the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written by Zhou Chongyue to her.

　A baby asked why he didn't write "Shanglin Fu", in fact, this is the answer.

　　As for why the third uncle took special care of Nuo Nuo from the beginning, the reason was the time when he fell into the water five years ago. As for why Nuo Nuo's father would poke the third uncle's heart, I will explain later that it has something to do with his native family.

　　Don't feel disappointed, the third uncle's refusal is reasonable, he can't easily promise the future to a girl just because of pity .

　　The rejection of the confession is the biggest turning point in the whole book. After tonight, the third uncle should suffer.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)