I Love My Sweet Neighbor

The wind is strong. It was snowing heavily.

Yun Zhuran walked alone in the snow and wind. She left her mother's tombstone and slowly walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.

As she walked, she also forgot the direction.

Perhaps not forgotten, but in this weather, there is no clear distinction between the southeast and northwest.

She occasionally raised her head, looked around in a daze, then lowered her head and continued walking.

Can you walk to the gate?

She didn't know.

But she continued to move forward.

Just like her personality, no matter what, she had to move forward, make a choice, never give in, never compromise.

Mu Qingtian always laughed at her. You're so strong, I guess I'm the only one who will marry you.

At this point in time, Yun Zhuran would laugh back. You think I like to marry you.

The snowflakes splashed in and into her eyes, turning into water and flowing out.

Yun Zhuran covered his eyes and felt a little wet.

Are they tears? No way, it was the snowflakes that dazzled her eyes.

Will snowflakes dazzle the eyes?

I don't know.

She looked up at the sky, which was as dark as the bottom of a black pot.

She suddenly remembered what Yun Dangfeng had said.

If your husband's lover dies, ask yourself, will you allow him to accompany that woman?

Of course, Long Yue was not Mu Qingtian's lover. Even if they had a past, they were just ex-girlfriends. However, she was not an ordinary ex-girlfriend. She was Mu Qingtian's childhood sweetheart and Mu Qingtian's nominal sister, the adopted daughter of the Mu family.

How could Mu Qingtian be indifferent to her?

Long Yue, of course, wanted Mu Qingtian to stay by her side and know that the fire of her life was extinguished. But is this fair to Yun Zhuran?

Fair? What's the use of talking about fairness?

Long Yue was very ill and was about to die. She doesn't care about fairness. Even if the dead were to be blamed again, it would have no effect.

The key problem was not Long Yue, but Yun Zhuran himself.

The phone in his pocket rang and vibrated at the same time. Yun Zhuran ignored it and didn't want to pick it up at all. But when the phone vibrated, it didn't end. She finally came back to her senses.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Dyeing! Where are you?" Mu Qingtian's anxious voice came from the phone.

"It's okay, Qingtian. I'm in the cemetery. I'm here with my mother. It's okay."

Yun Zhuran said this without stopping and continued to walk slowly forward.

Mu Qingtian's voice didn't come from the phone. Yun Zhuran fed him twice, but there was no sound in his phone.

The screen turned black.

It looks like the phone went into the water and broke down.

Yun Zhuran sighed and stuffed his phone back into his bag. He continued to move forward without a destination.

Perhaps it was god's help from the underworld that the door to the cemetery appeared before her.

She smiled and said to herself, "Didn't you find the door?"

She walked out of the door and looked at the cold road. She walked to the bus stop, where there was a shed to cover the snow slightly.

There was no taxi in front of him. It seemed that there was no hope of taking a taxi back.

He turned around and looked at the bus stop sign. Suddenly, his eyes were so blurry that he couldn't see the handwriting clearly. She rubbed her eyes and her vision became clear, but after a long time, she could not see clearly. She never knew the way. In the past, he had a fight with Mu Qingtian, ran away from home, and finally Mu Qingtian found him. All she could do was use her phone to do a satellite location and send the picture over.

But, today, will Mu Qingtian come to see me again?

Yun Zhuran asked herself, but she couldn't give the answer.

The sound of a car speeding past could not be heard from behind. Different cars make different noises. Which one of them is Mu Qingtian's?

None of them.

He couldn't have come so soon.

The wind was so strong that her body shook a little. Such a strong wind was rare in this city, and even Yun Zhuran, who grew up here, felt it for the first time.

Her body shook again. He reached for the billboard, but his hand fell through. She fell to the ground. There was a layer of ice on the ground, and his hands felt bone-chilling cold as they touched it.

Instead of standing up, she curled up, curled up, and cried out in grievance.

He had to endure not to cry, and he had to face all kinds of things.

So tired, so tired.

All of a sudden, she felt a warm sensation. She looked up and saw a large dark coat appear on her body, covering her body with her head.

"Dyeing."

A familiar voice sounded in her ear.

Yun Zhuran looked up and saw a tall figure standing beside him.

"Qingtian, is that you?" Yun Zhuran's voice was trembling.

The man nodded hard.

It's me. Dyeing, why did you come here alone? I was so anxious. I've been looking for you all afternoon. I almost turned the whole city upside down. Dyeing, I finally found you. I..."

Mu Qingtian wanted to say more. Yun Zhuran suddenly stood up and hugged Mu Qingtian.

The dark coat that was draped over him slowly slid down and landed on the ground, covering the white ice and blood.

"Qingtian, Qingtian, Qingtian..."

Yun Zhuran mumbled the name, as if to imprint it on his heart.

Mu Qingtian didn't know why Yun Zhuran was so emotional. But he knew what to do now.

That is to hold this woman tightly. To protect her from harm.

"Dyeing, no matter what happens to you. You have to remember everything. With me by your side, you can rely on me. You don't have to face it alone. You have me by your side and me by your side. No one will bully you. With me around, I'll take care of everything for you. With me around, I'll make you happy when you're bored. When you're happy, I'll be happy with you. My mouth is stupid, and my brain is not very good. But I know that you are my favorite woman. So, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

Just these ordinary words melted the ice in Yun Zhuran's heart.

Yun Zhuran held Mu Qingtian, but turned his face away.

She sobbed.

"Qingtian, don't look at me."

"Okay, Dyeing, I won't look. You should cry. I'll wait until you're done crying."

Yun Zhuran burst into tears.

Perhaps what she needed most was emotional release. And now, with Mu Qingtian, she had this opportunity.

I'm done crying.

She wiped away her tears and smiled again. She pressed Mu Qingtian's shoulder and stared at the man's face.

It suddenly occurred to me that when we first met, Mu Qingtian was still a fat man.

"Actually, I miss the time when you were fat."

"Sure."

Mu Qingtian said bluntly, "When we get back, I'll eat six meals a day. It won't take long before I get fat again. When you sleep at night, you can use me as a pillow. It's absolutely soft and comfortable."

"That sounds good, but you still look like this. At least he looks more handsome."

"More handsome. I always thought I was handsome."

"Stop being so beautiful."

The two of them smiled at each other.