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There was silence in the car again, and I didn't want to talk to him again. He wouldn't open the door, so I just stared out the window.

He didn't say anything, nor did he drive. He just stood there by the side of the road.

After an unknown period of time, I gradually narrowed my eyes. I'm so tired, I haven't had a good rest all day.

In my half-sleep, I suddenly smelled a very familiar fragrance. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that the scenery outside the car was already very different.

Lin Mu parked his car in a busy city. I was once very familiar with this place, and would not come here often when things get busy. I sat up and Lin Mu used a small disposable lunch box to store a big crab soup dumpling.

At first, I didn't want to have any direct contact with him, but after looking at the Crab Yellow Soup Dumplings, I remembered that it had already been an entire day since I had last eaten anything. My stomach growled in frustration, and I subconsciously swallowed my saliva as well.

"Hungry? "Eat some food first. I'll take you to clean up your wounds and bandage your wounds before you go back."

As if completely unaffected by what I had just said, he put the crab bun in my hand and looked at me.

I didn't want to care about him, so he got out of the car. I didn't know where he went, but since he wasn't here, I could finally eat in peace.

My taste buds were filled with a long time ago, and the faint fragrance of crab yellow mixed with the gravy. Even if I hadn't eaten for a whole day, my stomach wouldn't have felt unwell.

Instead, this soup dumpling opens up all my taste organs.

Every cell in my body was screaming hunger.

After a while, the soup dumplings in my hands were almost done eating, and Lin Mu returned as well. However, this time, the thing in his hand was no longer the Little Yellow Soup Dumplings, but something similar to a kebab, or even a biscuit.

How many years have I not eaten these things? I don't remember.

However, when the familiar fragrance rushed into my nose, I still wanted to eat it.

"This was Mi's favorite dish in the past, but you should be too busy to eat this now …" So I bought all this stuff, and you want to try if it's what it used to be like? "

His voice revealed his hope. What was he doing there?

Did these roadside stalls represent my feelings and memories with him? I turned my head to one side, completely reining in my desire.

"Take it away, I don't like these things."

I hate it when people act as if they know me very well, especially Lin Mu.

"Are you lying to me or to yourself? These are obviously the things that you loved the most before. " Lin Mu still smiled slightly, then took out a skewer and placed it next to my mouth.

The lack of food was already close to his mouth, there was no way for him to refuse.

I swallowed, then pushed him away again.

I looked up and met his eyes.

"Yes, I admit it. I really like eating these! I also like eating crab yolk buns. I even like this street, but I don't like you. "

After saying this, I wanted to get out of his car. We were already in the city, and it wasn't too far from the company. We would be able to go back after taking a taxi, so he didn't need to send me.

But then he just put his food aside and locked the car door and drove me back to the café where I'd been asked out of as someone else.

"What are you doing!?" Let me go! If Jiang Yu were to know about your … "

"Don't ever mention him to me again!" "At least don't mention him when we're alone." At this point, his voice lowered even further.

"Then let me go! What are you doing here for me! Are you trying to force me to do something I don't want to do?! "

I'm still afraid of what he did last time, and I'm really afraid he might do something bad to me.

"Xiao Ye, don't worry. Today, I brought you here because I want a completely quiet space. Didn't you always want to know what my difficulties are? I'll tell you. "

He smiled wryly, then went back to the bar, and after a moment, as before, got himself a glass of melon milk.

"Drink him, and I'll tell you while I drink."

He pushed the milk in front of me and looked at me.

"You didn't put anything in it, did you?" I looked at him warily. I did like closed milk, but he gave it to me, so I didn't dare to drink it.

"You weren't like this in the past. What made you become someone that everyone suspects?" He looked at me with a bleak look in his eyes,

"People change! Five years had really changed a lot! I told you about that a long time ago. "

He didn't say anything. He took the melon milk from my side of the table, took a swig, and then placed it in front of me.

"I don't want the cup you drank."

As I said this, he went to the side and took another glass, tirelessly pouring the milk into the other cup.

"Can we drink now? There's nothing wrong with the cup, and there's nothing wrong with the milk. "

"Alright, just say what you want to say. I'm all ears."

The rest of the time was left entirely to him. It was his business what he wanted to say, and it was my business whether I listened or not.

"Back then, when I chose to leave you, I truly had my own difficulties. However, I was unable to explain those difficulties to you."

"You didn't have a way to say it back then, but now you have a way to say it?" "You're really funny." I smiled and shook my head at the same time. I didn't believe him when he said that.

"What I said is true. I don't want to see you continue to be obsessed with someone you shouldn't be. I don't want to see you continue like this! "I was the one who caused all of this …" He lowered his head as he spoke.

"If I had told you my troubles earlier, wouldn't it have been like this for the two of us?" The phone, he seemed to be asking me, always asking himself, but I couldn't answer him.

Everyone wanted to walk higher and higher. Who didn't have their own difficulties? Who could be said to have truly escaped unscathed?

But no matter how much difficulties I have, I won't use the painful life of the person I love as the price to achieve the goal I want, nor will I sell my feelings to exchange for money and power!

But I didn't say that out loud. I just looked at him quietly. I wanted to see what exactly he wanted to tell me about the philosophy of life!

Didn't he have his own difficulties? Then I'll let him say it all at once!

"Do you remember my parents?"

As he spoke, my mind began to fill with images of, apart from, say, two benevolent middle-aged and elderly people.
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