Happy Spring

Shang Yingci's mother was a lady from a famous family, and all Shang Yingci's impressions of her were a hazy silhouette of her childhood.

The steward said to him, "Master, your mother really loves you very much."

He listened, but his heart was full of confusion.

Love, what is love?
It's like a vague word.

Shang Yingci had to learn a lot of things since he was a child, astronomy, geography, economics and literature, but none of the things here were about love.

Shen Dang was still a carefree child back then, they were laughing and playing on the lawn of the business.

Shang Yingci asked him: "Shen Dang, does your mother love you?"

Xiao Shendang raised his chin proudly, and cast a disdainful glance at Shang Yingci, "Of course, my parents love me very much."

It's really enviable.

Why don't you have the courage to say that.

Love.
What a rarity.

But so what?

Shen Dang didn't get it for long.

For Shang Yingci, the appearance of Shi Yi was nothing more than an ordinary subject at the beginning. He needed something to make him valued and affirmed in front of his father, and Shi Yi just happened to be this thing that appeared .

"Shang Yingci, will you often come to see me at Shi's house in the future?" It was the first day Shi Yi was adopted by Shi's house, she held her hand tightly and refused to let go, like a drowning person , grabbed the last straw.

She still doesn't know that his fate has been pushed into an uncertain haze, and she has never come here to save her.

But at that moment, when he looked into Shi Yi's misty eyes, he couldn't deceive him. After a short silence, he whispered: "I will come to see you often."

But it's just a perfunctory remark.

Shi Yi looked at him very innocently, and asked eagerly: "Really? Brother, when will you come?"

At this moment, Shang Yingci felt what it means to be condemned by conscience.

"soon."

"How soon is it? How many days?"

This time, before Shang Yingci could reply, Shi Quanmo said, "Shi Yi, let go of brother's hand and say goodbye to brother."

Shi Yi was very obedient, and actually let go, but those eyes looked at him, and he became more and more aggrieved.

Before getting into the car, he turned around to look at Shi Yi, and said with a hint of promise, "Soon, I'll come to see you in a month."

Time is actually a substance that changes in speed due to changes in people's moods.

The covenant of general angles continued slowly and became an inertial covenant.

And as he grew older, Shang Yingci felt more and more that the matter of going to see Shi Yi had surpassed many, many things, and had become the top three most important to-do items in his mind.

He never misses an appointment, never keeps Shi Yi waiting.

In fact, there is one thing that Shang Yingci has never told anyone.

Everyone felt that Shi Yi couldn't do without him, but in fact, he couldn't do without Shi Yi.

Those times when he couldn't breathe, those times when he was oppressed by the so-called future of the businessman, the existence of Shi Yi was the warmest corner of his life for him.

But after all, the warmth turned into mist and disappeared in his profligacy day after day.

Just like that year, when he stood in the dilapidated village and looked at Shi Yi from a distance, it was like the greatest illusion in his life, as if he had never owned it.