Mr. Shen’s soft rose is a bit cold

Shen Xinghe went through the discharge procedures the next day and stayed at home every day on the pretext of recovering from his injuries.

As soon as Ruan Qingmeng put down her paintbrush that day, she was picked up and put on the sofa. A piece of fruit was brought to her mouth. She opened her mouth to eat it. Her lips felt hot, and a soft tongue touched the fruit in her mouth. Taken away.

She rolled her eyes and kicked him, "Why don't you go to your class?"

In the past few days, the brat didn't know where he learned the tricks to seduce people, and he never tired of experimenting on her.

"No, I won't be able to go to work without you." Shen Xinghe refused generously.

Ruan Qingmeng couldn't help but roll her eyes again, "Are you planning for Shen's to go bankrupt again?"

Hearing this, Shen Xinghe pretended to be thoughtful and said, "If I throw out the shares in my hand, it should be enough for us to spend the rest of our lives, so that I can be at home with you every day."

As he spoke, he went to get the mobile phone on the coffee table, as if he was planning to make arrangements.

Ruan Qingmeng was afraid that he would really go crazy, so she quickly grabbed his hand. Shen Xinghe turned his head and met her eyes. Just as she was about to say something, he kissed him again and continued, so she had to lean back and pull away. Some distance.

"At least I have some credit for the current Shen family. You can't be so hegemonic and just say you don't want it, right?"

"Then how about I transfer the shares to you? You will be the boss, and I will follow you wherever you go."

Shen Xinghe put the phone back on the coffee table, stretched out his hand to hug her, buried his head into her neck, and said in a somewhat unclear voice: "Anyway, I don't want you to leave my sight."

He complained aggrievedly, "You can leave as soon as you say it, but I can't bear the pain of you leaving again, Qing Meng, I'm afraid."

He recalled the days and nights when she left, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Since she came to the Shen family, she has played many roles, but he has always regarded her as the only light.

From meeting her when she was seven years old to staying together today, he has kept her in his heart for eighteen years and has long since become the other half that he can't let go of.

Ruan Qingmeng rubbed his cheek, most afraid that he would pretend to be wronged, "Where is your software that prevents me from leaving? I allow you to reinstall it."

Hearing this, Shen Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at her, his eyes burning.

"What I said is true." Ruan Qingmeng looked back at him, "If I need to go out, let Fang He follow me. I asked my sister to make a software and install it in my and your mobile phones. No matter where I go, How about you being able to observe my situation at any time anywhere?"

Shen Xinghe thought for a while, then shook his head hesitantly, "I still don't want it. It seems that I am a pervert. Over time, you will definitely be out of breath and you will think that I am sick..."

When he said this, he shook his head firmly, "No, I can't do this. If I force you away, I really won't be able to find you."

Ruan Qingmeng frowned and suddenly laughed: "Aren't you afraid that this is the software made by my sister and you are worried?"

Shen Xinghe felt uncomfortable for a moment after his thoughts were revealed. With her smiling eyes, he said self-deprecatingly: "Mu Yan is so powerful. I don't trust whoever made the software. It's better for me to follow him myself."

Ruan Qingmeng looked at the stubbornness in his eyes and her heart skipped a beat. She leaned over and kissed his thin eyelids, "I won't leave."

Shen Xinghe was suddenly stunned, and his lips murmured for a while before he found his voice, "Really, really?"

She had never made a promise to him, this was the first time.

Ruan Qingmeng looked at him looking like he wanted to believe but couldn't believe it, smiled and kissed his lips, "Really."

. .

Nuanyang Welfare Home.

Ruan Qingmeng watched the children's laughter as they got toys and snacks. Among a group of children, a tall and thin man sat on the floor and awkwardly made origami airplanes for the children.

Nan Yufeng looked at the man for a long time and suddenly patted her head, "Has this child been to our welfare home before?"

Ruan Qingmeng was startled and turned to look at her: "What?"

Nan Yufeng seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Is his surname Shen?"

Something seemed to flash through Ruan Qingmeng's mind, and she nodded blankly, "Yes."

Nan Yufeng smiled in relief and said: "That's right. I just said that he looked familiar. It turns out that he is very similar to Mr. Shen who used to sponsor the welfare home. You lived in our welfare home for a few days when you were young. At that time, he pestered you every day and had to sleep with you, otherwise he would sit with his little backpack until dawn..."

Ruan Qingmeng instantly thought of the long-lost memory. The cute and beautiful little boy gave her chocolates that she had never eaten since her parents left. After that, he clung to her every day and said he didn't want to go home, but how did he know that he didn't have a home? How sad my child is, so she said that you will only be a burden to me now, and you will come back when you become stronger... The first time she saw him in Shen Yuan, she felt that he was familiar, but she just thought that he was The reason why he looks similar to Shen Yao.

Nan Yufeng continued to say: "Later, he was picked up by his family, and you were still sad for several days."

Ruan Qingmeng asked blankly: "Is there any?"

"Yes." Nan Yufeng smiled kindly, "I remember one time I found you secretly keeping your own candy, and I asked you quietly why you didn't eat it. You said: Ah, I forgot he left. ...Then you stuffed the candy into your mouth, but since then I have never seen you sad again, maybe I didn't notice it in time..."

Nan Yufeng was talking about interesting things from her childhood. Ruan Qingmeng looked at the man in the group of children. As if sensing her gaze, the man turned around and smiled slightly at her.

Perhaps because he was with innocent children, his smile was also dyed with innocence, and he looked very much like that beautiful little boy.

Shen Xinghe asked Tan Fu to prepare lunch, a home-cooked meal with meat and vegetables, and everyone ate together in the dining hall.

Ruan Qingmeng looked at the man sitting next to him, as if he had gone back to the time when he was ten years old. When the boy sat with her to eat together, his heart was full of mixed emotions, and he went round and round and returned to the original point.

It's no wonder that he doesn't want to go home. A home like that and parents like that are worse than a bustling orphanage.

"Sister, eldest brother said he is your husband, is it true?" Xiao Feng sat opposite and looked at them and asked curiously.

Shen Xinghe stopped eating and immediately raised his ears.

Ruan Qingmeng was a little amused by his reaction, and nodded with a chuckle: "Yes, so this meal is considered a feast for us to invite you to our wedding. There will be a small cake later."

Xiaofeng's eyes immediately lit up when he heard this, "Small cake? Aya likes small cakes the most."

Aya is a little girl two years younger than him. When she smiles, her big eyes curve into crescents, she is very soft and cute.

Shen Xinghe's eyes were even brighter than his, as if they were filled with stars in the sky.

The small cake was delivered quickly, and Ruan Qingmeng listened to the children's cheers and happy smiles on his face, surrounded by their simple happiness.

She poked Shen Xinghe's hand, "I have to go to work when I get back. I think building a school here will be a long-term investment, and there is a high possibility that there will be no return."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Shen Xinghe held her hand and pulled her outside.

It was already an autumn afternoon, with dark clouds covering the blazing sun, and a gentle breeze coming, refreshing and cool.

They walked to the place where they first met, which had been transformed into a small playground.

She sat on the swing, and the man's big, bony hands pressed on the edge of the swing and asked, "Do you want me to push you?"

Ruan Qingmeng answered the question inappropriately: "Xinghe, do you like me?"

Shen Xinghe froze for a moment, then slowly tightened his hand holding the swing, hugged her from behind, and gently pressed his chin against the top of her hair.

There was a gentle breeze, and the clouds dispersed a little, revealing a few rays of bright sunshine.

"Qingmeng, love cannot express my feelings, and even love cannot express my feelings for you, do you understand?"

"I know."

Ruan Qingmeng grabbed his hand, the smile in her eyes was as warm as water: "Xinghe, let's go home."

She leaned against the man's strong chest, hearing the man's strong heartbeat in her ears, and a dark light like a deep vortex flashed in her half-downed eyes.

——In fact, she deliberately left the notebook on the coffee table when she left a year ago. She wanted to know his choice.

"Shen Xinghe, we will be together forever, right?"

"Yes, I won't let you go."

"Then we agreed, forever."

The clouds in the sky drift away with the wind, and the golden sunshine shines down————