I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Compared to Mu Qiaoyang's statement, Mu Huanjiang did it more thoroughly and safely.

Mu Qiaoyang quickly said to Mu Huanjiang, "You don't have to do this."

Mu Huanjiang said, "It's okay. That's what I thought. It's okay. This is my choice."

Mu Qingtian nodded. He was more in favor of Mu Huanjiang's approach.

Moreover, he also believed that with Mu Huanjiang's strength, even if he resigned from this position, let him start from scratch, it was not a big problem.

But for Mu Qiaoyang, it was a big difference.

It was just that these words were difficult for Mu Qingtian to say.

The three of them drank for a while, and they were all slightly tipsy.

Mu Qingtian looked at the two brothers and pointed at them, "Remember, you are brothers. You must help each other. You can destroy each other."

The two men nodded repeatedly. Finally, the three of them held hands together.

"We are brothers."

A sentence came out of the mouths of three people at the same time.

No matter what kind of grudges they had with their previous generation. No matter what Mu Guohua, Xiao Meiqin and Si Ninghua were like, it didn't matter to them.

Brothers are brothers.

There was little to say and a lot to drink.

In the end, all three of them were a little drunk.

Separate and go home.

Mu Qingtian's house was on the first floor of that normal neighborhood. It used to be his and Yun Zhuran's love nest.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking about Yun Zhuran, recalling the little things that happened here in the past.

When the drops accumulated, they became a river. Mu Qingtian was so sad that he almost burst into tears.

Why on earth? Why did this happen? Dyeing, why did you leave me? Do you really think I can't abandon everything? You underestimate me! I can do it, I really can!

Mu Qingtian wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be choked and he could not shout.

The night was getting deeper and deeper.

It was windy outside. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the windows were rattling.

I haven't lived here in a long time. Some habits have long been forgotten. The window was open during the day but forgot to close it at night.

Mu Qingtian stood up and rubbed his temples. His head hurt. Drinking was still not his forte.

He walked over and closed the window.

I was just about to walk back. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Qingtian, are you in here?"

Long Yue's voice came from outside.

Mu Qingtian's deep, hoarse voice rang out, "I'm here."

As he spoke, he opened the door.

Long Yue stood outside the door.

"Qingtian, it's great that you're here."

Her hand caressed her chest. It was obvious that she had been worried about Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian knew that Long Yue was absolutely concerned about herself. There was no doubt that she was a childhood sweetheart. He had also talked about marriage with her.

But times have changed.

Now, Mu Qingtian had the woman named yun zhuran in his heart.

Love is not a parking space, not a walk away, the other can come over, occupy the position, and there is no difference from before.

It's not like that.

"Qingtian, what are you doing here? Mom and dad told you to go back to the old house. Are you leaving now? I drove the car."

"By the way, you can drive too." Mu Qingtian knocked his head.

Long Yue said, "Yeah, I can drive too, but it's been too long. I forgot myself. Fortunately, I survived."

Long Yue stepped forward and took mu Qingtian's hand, trying to pull him out.

Mu Qingtian refused.

"No, Long Yue, I don't want to go back."

Long Yue's face darkened, "Well, if you don't go back, you can forget it. Then I'll stay here with you. I..."

Long Yue took a step forward and wanted to enter the door.

However, Mu Qingtian blocked her.

"Forget it. I'll stay here all night."

"Stay overnight? What about tomorrow?"

"I'll leave tomorrow. I want to travel alone."

"To travel alone."

Long Yue repeated the six words. Her heart ached and she was also disappointed.

Mu Qingtian said, "It's getting late. You should go back."

Long Yue smiled bitterly, "Go back? Where do you think I should go? You see, even if you don't like me, I'm still your wife. I had a wedding with you. I... Oh, forget it. I'm leaving."

With that, Long Yue turned around and was about to leave.

Mu Qingtian suddenly grabbed her.

"Okay, you can stay. It's so late, you're not safe for a woman. You can stay in the guest room."

"Qingtian, I..."

"I know what you want to say." Mu Qingtian shook his head. "We had a wedding. I don't deny it. But I'm not ready yet. Can you wait for me?"

"Wait, how long will it take?"

"Time, three years. Give me three years. After three years, when I figure it out, I..."

"Sure." A bright smile appeared on Long Yue's face.

Three years, more than a thousand days and nights. Three years was not short, but not long. Nine years of separation from Mu Qingtian passed in a flash. It wouldn't hurt to wait another three years.

Long Yue walked in and the door closed behind her.

Mu Qingtian brought Long Yue to the guest room, but her eyes were still on the road. She was looking at every object and every corner.

Yun Zhuran was a woman of great taste. There were traces of him everywhere.

It's hard to change.

Long Yue said, "Were you happy when you lived here with Yun Zhuran?"

"Happy? Of course. But I didn't feel happy at the time. They often quarrel and ignore each other."

"There were times like this? I remember when we were together, we never quarreled."

"Yes, but the dyeing is different."

Yun Zhuran was different. She was different from Long Yue. That was probably what Mu Qingtian wanted to say.

Lying in the guest room, Long Yue had not slept all night. In this house, Yun Zhuran was everywhere, all the time. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see her.

"Yun Zhuran, how am I going to face you?"

Long Yue said softly.

In her wild imagination, the night slowly faded away, and the dawn inevitably arrived.

Long Yue Early got up and wanted to make Mu Qingtian a delicious breakfast.

But there was nothing in the kitchen.

If you think about it, both Yun Zhuran and Mu Qingtian have been away for too long.

Moreover, a man like mu Qingtian would not deliberately fill the fridge.

Long Yue thought for a moment, but didn't know what to do. So she went to Mu Qingtian's door and knocked gently.

"Qingtian, are you in there? This is Long Yue. What do you want for breakfast?"

There was no response.

Long Yue thought Mu Qingtian didn't hear her and knocked harder on the door. The door creaked open.

There was nothing inside. There was no sign of even moving the bedding.

There was a note on the bedside table that said, "Long Yue, I'm sorry. I left without saying goodbye. I went on a trip." Take care of yourself, too. I'll be back.

Seeing this note, long yue covered her face with her hand and cried silently.

But soon, she recovered.

"It's okay, Qingtian. Go ahead. You said, give me an answer in three years. I'll wait."