The man was wearing a black coat and had his own unique temperament, always cold and hard.
The last time we met, we were so busy that we didn't even say a greeting.
In fact, she knew that when he returned to this city, they would meet again, maybe on a casual street, maybe in a library they went to, or at a certain moment, just like now.
The two looked at each other like this. After a long time, Shen Ao came to her, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, "It's so cold, why aren't you inside?"
Yunhe opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Come out and get some air."
I don’t know who would believe such lame words.
She came out as if waiting for something.
Looking at the man in front of her, it was so real. Different from the last accident, this time she was well prepared and had done a lot of psychological construction for herself.
But the moment she saw this man, she felt something was disintegrating.
"Yunhe, your eyes are very beautiful, not suitable for lying."
Such bright eyes should be filled with joy, but when they lie, they sparkle.
Yunhe was a little embarrassed.
Shen Ao looked at her and said, "Let's go for a walk."
Then the two people walked in the yard, which was no stranger to them.
At that time, she was not Mrs. Shen, because the relationship between the two families was good, and also because she was very good with her brother.
Why is the relationship good?
Maybe it's because they have almost the same life experience.
At that time, she would come to play when she had time in college. Everyone said that she was her brother's follower. Other girls at that age would not just go shopping but play with friends.
She doesn't have many friends, just one or two, and she doesn't stick to them all the time. They all like to stick to her brother.
The reason...only she knows.
Here you can eat the sweet soup made by Grandma, you can also eat the most delicious grapes, and you can also see Shen Ao who touches her head every time they meet.
Shen Ao at that time, she at that time, was really good.
The one who walked to the door saw the snowman and lost another eye, but it was another one.
The two of them started to search with a tacit understanding, and finally Shen Ao found it. She originally wanted to press it on herself, but when she saw Yunhe, she put the button in her palm.
The black and round buttons felt a little out of place in her white hands. Finally, Yunhe pressed the snowman's eyes shut.
Shen Ao came in with Yun He, and Jing Tong was just pouring water. He heard the movement in the entrance and came over to see them.
"Sister." Then he fell on Shen Ao with a smile, "Brother, long time no see."
Jing Tong was lively and cheerful, and gave Shen Ao a big hug.
The cold and refreshing smell penetrates the nose, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Shen Ao couldn't help but sigh, she has really grown up.
Jingtong has had a good personality since he was a child and gets along well with his brothers and sisters at home.
Perhaps it was telepathy. When Shen Mingxiu came downstairs with a water glass, he caught sight of Shen Ao and could clearly feel the emotional changes in his eyes.
The father and son just looked at each other, Shui didn't speak, and finally Jingtong spoke.
"Uncle, come to your senses. Big brother is back."
Shen Mingxiu nodded, came down from the stairs, looked at his son who was half a head taller than him, and said with excitement in his voice, "Back?"
Back... Such an ordinary sentence contains countless emotions.
Shen Ao doesn't show his emotions. In fact, men in the Shen family have always been like this. Everyone is good at hiding their emotions.
The father and son, who had not seen each other for a long time, were sitting in the side hall chatting. They wanted to say a lot but didn't know where to start.
It was Shen Ao who broke the silence, taking a box and placing it in front of his father, "It's for you."
Shen Mingxiu looked at the box and was a little excited, not because it was very expensive, but because he still remembered it.
Shen Mingxiu doesn't have many hobbies, and one of the few is that he likes smoking cigars.
"As you get older, you should smoke less."
"Hey." Shen Mingxiu opened it excitedly.
Wrapped in dark cigar leaves, the delicate lines shine particularly beautifully under the light.
Shen Mingxiu lit one and released the burning beauty. The faint smell of vanilla and chocolate was irresistible.
This is not important, the point is what Shen Ao gave him.
"Dominican?"
"Father is really great."
"nice one."
Under the smoke, Shen Mingyuan's expression did not look so clear. The process of making cigars is complicated and requires multiple steps such as fermentation, rolling and aging.
