I Love My Sweet Neighbor

The hospital bed was white. On the bed, Long Yue's orchid was whiter than the bed. White to the point where there was no blood.

Mu Qingtian grabbed Long Yue's hand.

Long Yue, wake up. Don't scare me. You mustn't scare me. Wake up."

Mu Qingtian wanted to cry, but he really wanted to cry.

Long Yue slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qingtian. She gently moved the corner of her mouth, a faint smile.

"Qingtian, it's okay. I just escaped the pain. It's okay."

Mu Qingtian grabbed Long Yue's hand, "Long Yue, you-"

Mu Qingtian didn't know what to say next. He held the hand even tighter, as if Long Yue would disappear once he released it.

There were more and more people in the ward, all familiar people.

Long Yue's eyes flashed across their faces one by one.

"Everyone is here. Hello, everyone. I might be leaving. Don't feel sad. It's okay. I was weak and sickly from a young age. When I was very young, I thought about what my own funeral would look like. Later on, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. So much so that there was that elopement."

Long Yue paused. She went on to say, "Actually, I am thankful to god that in the end, I have fulfilled all my wishes. I'm really satisfied."

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Mu Qingtian said, "Silly, what are you talking about? What do you mean satisfied? You shouldn't be satisfied."

Long yue turned to look at him, "I'm sorry, Qingtian. I left you when you were in the most difficult time. I'm really sorry. Really. Ever since I was a child, I've always wanted to be a woman worthy of you. I can help you when you need it. But it was too ironic. Every time, it was you who helped me. In the end, I'm leaving too."

Mu Qingtian held Long Yue's hand even harder. He could already feel the dragon moon's life slipping away.

Long Yue looked at yun zhuran again, "Zhuran, can you come over?"

"Okay." Yun Zhuran also approached. Her heart was a little nervous. She was afraid that Long Yue would say something like hope for you and Mu Qingtian to be happy. If so, it would be too awkward.

Long Yue seemed to have read her mind.

"Don't worry. I said nothing. Because I know. Some people come together naturally. And some of them, even if tied together, are useless."

There was a hidden meaning to this.

However, at this moment, Yun Zhuran did not want to pay attention to it.

Long Yue let go of Mu Qingtian's hand and grabbed Yun Zhuran. In Long Yue's hand, there was still Mu Qingtian's temperature.

"Zhu ran, if there is a next life, I want to meet you again."

"Shouldn't you say that to him?" Yun Zhuran pouted at mu Qingtian.

Long Yue said, "Let's meet them all."

"Then we'll have to fight."

"Maybe we should change our relationship. For example, I am his sister and you are his wife. The biggest regret of my life is not his own sister. That's why so much trouble has come out."

Long Yue slowly released his hand and stared at the ceiling.

"Well, my life is over. It's over."

Her eyes closed slowly.

Mu Qingtian hugged her, and tears welled up at that moment.

"Long Yue, Long Yue -"

Long Yue was Mu Qingtian's first love and childhood sweetheart.

For Mu Qingtian, Long Yue was his wife and sister.

Perhaps, Mu Qingtian never thought about whether he loved long yue or not. The relationship between the two of them might be just a familiar one, but it was also a kind of relationship.

The funeral was simple.

The Mu family is different now.

No one would notice. The Mu family had a cemetery where Long Yue was placed. The tombstone was inscribed with "The tomb of my beloved wife, Long Yue." Of course, it was inscribed in the name of admiration for Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian sat in front of the tombstone, staring blankly at Long Yue's picture. Recalling the past. The happy and unhappy past.

He laughed and frowned.

Long Yue, I've been pestering you for so long. Is there any love? There must be."

Mu Qingtian said to himself.

He suddenly felt ashamed of Long Yue, especially in the past three years. In order to make himself feel better, he left for three years.

For three years, more than a thousand days and nights.

That's how Long Yue waited.

"I'm such a jerk."

Mu Qingtian stood up and left.

That afternoon, Mu Qingtian drank a lot.

Until he got drunk, he numbed all his feelings.

The waiter looked at him, unsure of what to do, and was wondering if he was going to be euphemistically chased away when a woman appeared.

"He's my friend. I'll take care of him."

That woman was Yun Zhuran.

"Mu Boss, don't do this. Everyone will be very sad if you waste your body like this."

"Nothing." Mu Qingtian looked at Yun Zhuran in a daze. "I just wanted to have a drink and make myself confused. Just for today. It won't take long."

"Mu Boss -"

"Don't call me president mu! Call me Qingtian. Just like before. Call me Qingtian."

Mu Qingtian said it twice in a row.

Yun Zhuran was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he changed his tone, "Qingtian -"

Mu Qingtian heard it and cried.

"You call me Qingtian. Hehe - you call me Qingtian."

I don't know why he cried, let alone when he cried.

"Long Yue is dead. Alas, Long Yue is dead." Mu Qingtian repeated. He touched his chest. "Why is she dying? Why? How much do I want her to be happy? But why did she die? At this moment, she died."

As the saying goes, good comes with bad.

Long Yue died after a series of blows to the Mu family. It could only be said that in a series of small tragedies, a small tragedy was added.

Mu Qingtian still wanted to drink, but Yun Zhuran snatched the glass away.

"Stop drinking! Look at you, what do you look like!"

Mu Qingtian's head was still shaking slightly, and his eyes were dazed. He looked at Yun Zhuran.

"Why do you care about me? Who do you think you are? Do you think you're still my wife? I don't have a wife now. No."

Mu Qingtian couldn't grab the glass, so he went straight for the bottle. He wanted to drink directly into the bottle.

Yun zhuran pushed the bottle out and fell to the ground with a bang, shattering it.

Mu Qingtian, don't be so depressed. If you were like this, what would the Mu family do? What would the company do? Don't do this!"

Yun Zhuran walked up to him and yelled at him.

Mu Qingtian still shook his head and did not seem to wake up at all.

"That's how I am. What else can I do? I can't do anything. Really, I can't do anything."

Yun Zhuran was so angry that he slapped him in the face.

"Will you wake up?"

A loud slap echoed in the dining room. Not only was Mu Qingtian stunned, but everyone else in the dining room was also stunned.