"I didn't even properly congratulate you on your engagement to Sister Wei Yu."

Fang Nian smiled and said: "As long as it comes to your mind."

Of course he could tell that Lin Yucong deliberately added the word "sister".

"..."

After a while, Lin Yucong sighed: "I still don't know how to make pretentious greetings."

"If I have anything to say, I'll say it directly."

Fang Nian said lazily: "Just tell me."

Since he agreed, he had expected it.

"I didn't cry after I found out you were engaged." Lin Yucong said softly, "I was wondering why."

"Later I realized that in my heart, I had lost you a long time ago."

Fang Nian did not interrupt Lin Yucong's narration.

"Fang Nian, there are actually many times when I want to find an opportunity to tell you a story."

"For example, the first time I went to your villa, or the day Zou Xuan came."

As he said that, Lin Yucong glanced at Fang Nian.

"Perhaps those opportunities were destined to be given up by me."

"Because it wasn't until recently that I slowly figured out why I felt like I'd lost you."

Speaking of this, Lin Yucong suddenly smiled.

The hands in his pockets are behind his back, and he looks cute and a bit adult.

It was as if he suddenly returned to No. 8 Middle School and suppressed the eldest sister of an era.

Fang Nian still remained silent.

He has never been able to figure out feelings.

But he still knows when to speak and when not to speak. For example, right now, Lin Yucong obviously doesn't need him to speak.

The night wind blew a corner of Lin Yucong's short hair.

Fang Nian also saw the nostalgic look on her face.

Lin Yucong told Fang Nian a story about his growth intermittently:

In 1998, Lin Yucong was seven years old, and he was already old enough to remember.

Her parents left home for the first time to work far away.

It has something to do with making a living, but it also has something to do with ambition.

Because the old Lin family was relatively well off, Lin Yucong's grandfather opened a restaurant on Tangli Street all year round and saved some money.

It's just that Lin Yucong's parents don't want to inherit the family business, and Lin Yucong's grandfather feels that he can't do it anymore.

After Lin Yucong's parents went out to work, the restaurant closed.

At the turn of the millennium, Lin Yucong's grandfather died of a stroke due to long-term drinking.

Her parents, who had left home, did some business outside and made some money. They were very busy and rarely went home.

From then on, Lin Yucong spent his childhood and adolescence with his grandmother.

After saying this, Lin Yucong suddenly talked about her grandma's current situation.

On New Year's Eve of 2008, grandma Lin Yucong suffered a sudden hypertensive heart disease. Soon after, she went to Tongfeng and then to the provincial capital for a check-up.

In mid-2009, after Lin Yucong graduated from high school, he arranged for the elderly to live in a professional nursing home.

Life is going pretty well, and my family isn't worried at all.

Fang Nian interrupted: "Speaking of this, I thought you would apply for the medical major."

"Actually, I thought about it, but it took too long to study medicine. My grandma also advised me, and in the end I decided to major in law after weighing it all." Lin Yucong said frankly.

Indeed, if you want to be successful in studying medicine, most medical majors require six years of undergraduate study;

After three more years of master's degree and regular training, if you are really good, you can go straight to a doctor's degree and then four more years. Thirteen years will pass before you can graduate.

If you are not awesome, you will be average after nine years. This is really no joke.

That's why there is a saying that if people are advised to study medicine, it will be struck by lightning.

It's just that Lin Yucong went round and round and finally chose a law major that deserved death by a thousand cuts.

After the short interlude, Lin Yucong continued.

He talked about his life in junior high school, his first and second years in high school, and his senior year in high school.

Lin Yucong said that he just deliberately didn't want to study.

He also said that if he didn’t want to study, he would be treated differently.

I actually regretted it after passing the college entrance examination.

Because if I had a little more time, my college entrance examination results would not be so bad.

Finally, Lin Yucong took a deep breath and exhaled.

He said calmly: "I want to thank you."

"Thank you for being such an excellent person and telling me how happy you are when I like you. Thank you for passing on your excellence to me. Thank you for accompanying me through my youth. Thank you for telling me to live a good life."

"Thank you……"

"The man I have long lost in my heart."

Fang Nian was speechless for a long time as he listened to Lin Yucong's voice becoming softer and softer.

Lin Yucong's position in Fang Nian's heart was indeed different.

But there is a clear dividing line between you and your partner.

After Lin Yucong finished telling his story, Fang Nian also understood why Lin Yucong was so determined.

Now he seems very calm.

Fang Nian looked at Lin Yucong and said seriously: "Lin Yucong, I still want to give you this sentence: live a good life."

"Although I don't understand it either."

"Otherwise, I have nothing to give you."

Lin Yucong nodded heavily: "Yes."

"..."

"It's getting late, you should go back quickly."

"good."

Lin Yucong waved his hand and walked away gracefully.

Fang Nian paused on the spot, watching Lin Yucong's back gradually disappear at the corner of the street, and sighed sadly.

In a corner where Fang Nian couldn't see, Lin Yucong wiped the corners of his eyes.

Edited a draft.

"August 20th, intense heat."

"Live well."

…………

…………

"Mr. Fang is back?"

As soon as Fang Nian entered the room, he heard Lu Weiyu's voice that clearly felt something was wrong.

The clock ticked to twenty-five past ten.

"Where's Fang Xin?"

"Sleep."

"Let's go back to the room and talk about it later."

"Huh! OK."

When they entered the master bedroom on the second floor, Lu Wei asked questions like a barrage of words.

"What are you doing?"

"Dinner will be finished at eight o'clock!"

"From Yangpu to Dongjiao, it only takes one hour even during the evening rush hour. It took you two and a half hours!"

“It’s better to drive back by yourself!”
To be continued...