I Love My Sweet Neighbor

When Long Yue left Mu Qingtian, Mu Qingtian lived in the old house. The two of them had designed the future.

Their future is a mobile european-style villa. It was definitely not such a small unit on the first floor. In that villa, there was a garden, a swimming pool, and a luxury car parked in the garage. The air was fresh and green.

Definitely not here, definitely not like this.

However, things change.

After Long Yue left, Mu Qingtian suffered a huge blow. After moving out of the house, he found such a random place to live. I've lived here for so many years. I've been through too much here. Things had gone through so much that they had feelings for the house and didn't want to leave.

"Can I stay tonight?" Long Yue stared at Mu Qingtian and asked him.

Mu Qingtian smiled again. The smile was warm.

"Stay - sure. But I was hurt. Nothing can be done at night."

Long Yue smiled too.

"I know. I won't ask you to do such a thing." Long Yue touched her hair. "I just want to be with you."

"Okay."

Mu Qingtian had no reason to object. Now Long Yue was his nominal wife. Everyone knows that. After all, there was a wedding.

He wanted to take off his coat.

However, with an injury to his shoulder, he would feel a piercing pain if he moved.

Long Yue came over very considerately and helped him take off his coat and hang it on the hanger.

Are you hungry? Let me make you something to eat."

"I remember..."

"Don't look at me the same way. After so many years abroad, I learned it."

"Really? That's how you train people abroad."

"It's not training people abroad, it's because eating out is expensive. So, he learned to do it. Also, I have a cook by my side, Qiao Yang. He..."

Mu Qiaoyang was suddenly mentioned.

Long Yue suddenly stopped talking.

"I wonder how Qiao Yang is now. Isn't it good inside?"

Mu Qingtian smiled bitterly, "How can it be good inside?"

"Yes, he was arrested by the police. I don't want to." Long Yue pointed to the bathroom. "You should take a shower first. I'll make something."

Mu Qingtian walked into the bathroom and turned on the water heater. It's been a long time since I used it. It takes some time for the water to heat up. Long Yue's tinkling voice came from outside. I remember a long time ago, when Mu Qingtian came home from work, Yun Zhuran said the same thing. He would also take a shower and cook outside.

Yun Zhuran cooked a delicious meal. But now, that smell couldn't be recalled at all.

The water heated up and sprayed down from the shower.

Very comfortable.

But be careful. Don't let the wound touch the water.

Fortunately, the position of the wound was very close.

"Qingtian, dinner is ready."

"Okay. You wait."

"Is that okay? Do you need my help?"

"No need."

Mu Qingtian said calmly. There was no response from outside.

The conversation between them was like an old married couple. In fact, aren't they husband and wife? The wedding had already been held, and so did everyone else. A relationship that should have existed long ago.

But why? Mu Qingtian doesn't feel anything now.

Was it diluted by time? And because of Yun Zhuran. Yun Zhuran still wanted to be a wall between them.

When Mu Qingtian came out of the bathroom, he looked up and saw the wedding photos of him and Yun Zhuran on the wall.

How many times have I tried to take this picture of him off, but I still haven't made up my mind.

Long Yue didn't seem to mind that much either.

The food is ready. On the table in the living room was a large bowl of noodles.

Mu Qingtian smiled.

"Is this your cooking?"

"What? Don't you like it?"

"No. It smells good." Mu Qingtian lowered his head, took a sip of the soup, and immediately showed an expression of enjoyment. "Good. It's really good."

"That's too much."

"No. It's just delicious."

Mu Qingtian picked up the chopsticks. Fortunately, the left shoulder was injured, and the right hand held the chopsticks unaffected.

He picked up a few noodles and ate them. The soup also contained leftovers from the last time. Eating it in your mouth is also enjoyable.

"Aren't you eating?"

"No. They usually don't eat at night. Lose weight."

"You girls always talk about losing weight. You usually eat a lot of snacks."

"No. Nonsense."

"You can't fool me. I've known you since I was a child. Remember..."

Just as he was about to continue, he stopped.

"It's all in the past. Forget it." Mu Qingtian became depressed again.

Long Yue sighed, "Yeah, it's all in the past. It's been a long time."

The rain outside rustled and hit the glass, making a slight sound.

Mu Qingtian lowered his head and quietly ate the noodles.

Long Yue looked at him as if he had returned to his teenage days.

Nobody spoke. Time quietly flowed by.

"Okay." Mu Qingtian wiped his mouth and put down his chopsticks. "Thank you."

Long Yue stood up and tried to clean up the dishes.

Mu Qingtian held her hand.

"I'll do it."

"You're hurt. I'll do it."

"It's okay. I can."

"I'm your wife, right?"

Long Yue said all of a sudden, staring at Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian held Long Yue's hand and did not let go.

"Yes, you are my wife. My wife..."

As she spoke, she looked up and saw a picture of Yun Zhuran hanging on the wall.

Long Yue knew without thinking. What was on Mu Qingtian's mind now. She also knew what was hanging on the wall behind her.

She slowly withdrew her hand from mu Qingtian's. He picked up the dishes on the table and walked into the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, it was all packed up. She came out again.

"Qingtian, I... I'm your wife."

"Yes."

"Yun Zhuran is not."

"Yes."

"She's Bai Yishen's wife now. She gave birth to other people's children."

"I know."

"So, you don't have to think about her anymore."

"...

Mu Qingtian didn't answer.

Long Yue walked up to Mu Qingtian.

There was a flash of lightning outside, but there was no sound of thunder.

Long Yue stared into Mu Qingtian's eyes.

"Will you look at me? Qingtian, when are you going to shut yourself up? Yun Zhuran has already left. It has nothing to do with you. Your wife is me."

Mu Qingtian remained silent.

Long Yue walked over and hugged him.

I'm sorry, I lied. I said nothing. But I still hug you."

Mu Qingtian also raised his hand and slowly placed it on Long Yue's back.

"Long Yue, I..."

Suddenly, Mu Qingtian's hand held Long Yue tightly.

Then, their lips met. He kissed her heartily.

"Long Yue."

"Qingtian."

There was a thunder. Lightning also came.

At that moment, Mu Qingtian saw a picture of Yun Zhuran hanging on the wall again.

As if he had been electrocuted, he pushed Long Yue away.

"I'm sorry."

Mu Qingtian took two steps back and hit the table with a thud. He lowered his head and covered his forehead.

Long Yue smiled bitterly, "Okay. Qingtian, it's okay. I'll give you time. You just can't accept me, right? Okay, I'll wait."