Cheng Ye could feel the woman's gentle and delicate hand, gently stroking his feet and pressing them gently.

She was not wearing gloves.

As soft as in his memory, he could feel the tenderness that the woman before him had buried deep in his heart.

Cheng Ye stretched out his hand and lightly touched her downcast face, which was already wet.

"Manman, don't cry, I'm back."

"So, so?"

"Can we start over?"

Jiang Manyi didn't answer, got up and went to the bathroom, washed her hands, and looked at the already mottled makeup in the mirror, and her embarrassed self...

How to start over, they have long been separated by a farther distance than heaven and earth.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Manyi came out of the bathroom, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, but there were no traces of tears, and she reapplied makeup on her face.

"Mr. Cheng came here today, and it's not for massage therapy, right? You can speak directly if you have something to say."

Cheng Ye sat on the edge of the bed, hanging his wet calves, and said, "I don't want to make you cry, I never wanted to."

"It's just a little sentimental to see the old man." Jiang Manyi forced a smile: "Mr. Cheng, don't think too much."

"I heard Xiaoyu say..."

"She's not your child."

"I know." Cheng Ye smiled helplessly: "I knew it the first time I saw her. She doesn't look like me, and she doesn't even look like you."

Jiang Manyi was extremely surprised, she never thought that Cheng Ye would say such a thing.

After Jiang Yu came back from Haicheng, how happy!

"You know still..."

"But she called me Daddy."

Cheng Ye seemed to have a lump of lead stuck in his throat: "her name is Jiang Yu, she used our daughter's name, she called my father, she was crying at the time, and said she missed me, what can I say? Say you're wrong, I Not your father? I can't say it, as long as she wants to. I will treat her as my child, and I will recognize her."

This sentence completely collapsed Jiang Manyi's psychological defense.

She could no longer hold back her emotions and control her emotions.

Cheng Ye opened his hands and said with a smile, "Manman, let's have a friendly hug with an old friend."

Jiang Manyi walked over, didn't hug him, grabbed his loose collar, and kissed him.

His lips were still soft, the same as when he was a teenager, with tears infiltrating and a bit salty and bitter.

Cheng Ye quickly took the lead, turned over and suppressed her on the chair...

Jiang Manyi felt the man's approaching menacing, she blocked him with force: "Not here."

Cheng Ye tried his best to hold back, with burning desire in his brown pupils, with a plea: "Manman, apart from you, I don't have a woman, I haven't been for many years..."

"When Xiaoyu is not here at night, come home."

The corners of his mouth curled up: "Okay."

......

In the evening, Jiang Manyi returned home, took a hot shower, and put on delicate makeup on herself.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I wonder if it was an illusion. After taking a bath, my skin seemed to have regained its elasticity, and it was finally much more beautiful.

Jiang Manyi didn't say anything about her appearance when she was young. At that time, even Bu Tanyan said that if she dressed up well, she would be compared to her.

It was the only place that gave her the courage to be cowardly with that sparkling teenager.

But the boundless beauty, after all, cannot withstand the trials of time.

Jiang Manyi spoke softly, and after calming down, she felt that today was... too impulsive.

The flame of an adult is often ignited at a moment, and he is the man she loves deeply...

But in the future, they can have a moment of love, but there will be no future.

After all, it is not the age where you can move forward without fear. Adults will consider many things in reality.

They are too far apart.

Jiang Manyi shook her head and threw these thoughts out of her mind. In any case, tonight... he belongs to her. For a few short hours, it was already a special gift from fate.

Jiang Manyi sent Cheng Ye a position, then went to the market not far downstairs to buy vegetables, and went home to cook a sumptuous and romantic candlelight dinner.

Soon, the door was knocked, Jiang Manyi opened the door, and Cheng Ye in disguise stood in front of her.

He went back and changed into a dress, a formal suit, a well-cut white shirt, neatly tied tie, and elegant temperament, holding a bouquet of blooming roses in his hand.

It's just that when he smiles at her, he looks a little ruffian, and wearing a suit is like a gentle scum.

Twenty years ago, Cheng Ye, the angry rock boy, the bastard who used his own strength and music to resist the world, now appears in the public eye with the most popular and commercial attitude, and is applauded by everyone.

But Jiang Manyi could see the spark in his eyes, and her rock boy was still there.

In the past, she avoided everything related to him, not because she lied to herself that he had changed.

But because of all the changes in Cheng Ye, she never witnessed or accompanied her, and what she missed was his life.

This is where Jiang Manyi is always uneasy.

......

Jiang Manyi took off his suit, hung it on the hook of the porch, and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt: "The air-conditioning at home is not very good, it's a little hot, I'll give you your favorite soda."

Cheng Ye didn't speak, and looked around at the second small room, which was less than 80 square meters. The room was not big, but it was very warmly arranged, with fresh flower arrangements on the cabinet.

But...the room was still small and terrible.

She has lived in such an old and shabby house for so many years, it can be seen that her life... is actually not good.

Cheng Ye was worried about her saying "I found someone with better conditions than you" for many years, and couldn't let it go for many years, so he never took the initiative to learn about her current situation.

He was afraid to hear that she was really doing well and happy.

It seems that he is the only one left in the quagmire of emotion, unable to break free.

He didn't want to admit it.

There are several photo frames on the shelf in the porch, which are photos of her and her daughter.

Cheng Ye walked over and touched a photo with his fingertips. This was a group photo taken by the mother and daughter when Jiang Yu was about three years old.

In the photo, the woman holds the little girl standing in front of the merry-go-round, and the little girl smiles brightly.

At this time, the manga, and the appearance of first love...

"Leave me because of the light rain?"

In fact, that night in Haicheng, Xie Yuan had already found him and explained everything clearly.

"It has nothing to do with Xiaoyu."

At that time, chose to leave, not all because of the extra life around me.

In this relationship, Jiang Manyi never had confidence.

It's not that he's not good, it's that he's too good, and the inferiority complex has accompanied her from beginning to end.

At that time, Cheng Ye had already signed a contract with the company, and he was already well-known. His future... can really look forward to it.

But for her, her family of origin has limited her life. She has been singing in bars for so many years, but she has not been able to sing well.

Perhaps, Jiang Xiaoyu by her side was just an opportunity for her to make up her mind to end this relationship.

He has a better future and she can't drag him.

"It's nothing to do with Xiaoyu." Jiang Manyi choked her throat and said with difficulty, "It's me, I want to leave you."

This sentence made Cheng Ye unacceptable, and his face sank: "Want to leave me?"

"Yeah, I want to leave..."

He sat at the table and was silent for a long time, the corners of his mouth curled absurdly: "Forget it, it's been so many years, there's no need to ask these questions."

"Yes, it's not necessary." Jiang Manyi swallowed the sour throat with difficulty: "Cheng Ye, we are all at this age, there is nothing we can't let go of."

He looked at her, his eyes tightly clasped at her: "You put me down?"

"So what if you can't let go, your current status... Do you still want to fall in love with me?"

"What kind of love?" Cheng Ye pulled her to his side and kissed her lips forcefully: "I want to marry you."

Jiang Manyi's eyes trembled, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief.

His lips were slightly cool, but the tip of his tongue was very hot, biting her fiercely, a little tingling, she opened her mouth with difficulty to refute, but all the unspoken words were melted by him into this gentle and not gentle in the kiss.

Jiang Manyi tried to break away from him, but he held him even tighter, the slender wast was held in his hands, and his hot and humid breath slapped her ear: "After so many years, Manman... I want you to compensate me ."

Jiang Manyi melted completely, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She took it out from Cheng Ye's left pocket...bited it open.

......

"How many spring and autumn wind and rain have changed,

How many rugged and unchanging love,

How much sigh you are in the crowd..."

The man hummed the tune of "Lover" and floated out of the bathroom.

Jiang Manyi was lying on the table, holding her cheeks, looking at the cold food on the table, and fell into the sage time when her mind was empty.

There is no doubt that she and he both need such a delightful "hot bath" to wash away the dust and suffering of this half-life.

She can still clearly remember his taste, which hasn't changed much from when she was young.

But just now, she really felt that she was eighteen years old.

She did compensate him well, and gave him all reasonable and unreasonable demands that were very interesting to men.

The bathroom door opened a small crack, and he called out, "Longman."

"What do you need?" Jiang Manyi got up.

"you."

"..."

"come on in."

"To shut up."

Jiang Manyi ignored him, she knew the character of this man, he was a bastard, and even if he was a star now, he was still a bastard.

The more she accommodated him, the more he intensified.

Cheng Ye came out of the bathroom, topless, wiped his wet hair with a white towel, walked over to Jiang Manyi, leaned over and gave her a sweet kiss.

"Our family is still warm as always, thank you."

When he was young, every time it was over, he would also say thank you to her.

Rather than being polite, it would be better to say compliments and compliments to her.

"Who else did you say thank you to?"

"No more." Cheng Ye said with a smile, "I don't even want to say thank you if someone gave me a seat on the bus."

"Poor."

Cheng Ye held her on his lap, his head entered her neck, and rubbed her like a dog.

She pushed his head away: "How old are you?"

"I think... it seems like I just turned nineteen this year?"

Jiang Manyi smiled: "Then you don't act like you were nineteen."

"It seems that Manman is not satisfied yet." Cheng Ye started to feel restless again, Jiang Manyi smiled and pushed him away, and continued: "No, I'm talking nonsense, our brother is very good."

Cheng Ye felt a trace of sadness in his heart when he heard her calling him "brother", and said softly in her ear: "If you are satisfied, then marry your brother?"

"Don't make such a joke with me." The smile on Jiang Manyi's face faded.

Cheng Ye looked at her: "I've made a lot of jokes with you, but for this one thing, I'm still as sincere as I was twenty years ago."

Before Jiang Manyi could speak, suddenly, the sound of turning the doorway came from the door.

Jiang Yu saw that the light was on in the room, kicked off the shoes at will, and entered the room——

"Mom, you're at home, didn't you say you have to work overtime?"

Jiang Manyi bounced off Cheng Ye like a spring, and stood by the wall stiffly with his hands and feet: "Xiaoyu! Why are you... why are you back?"

Cheng Ye sat on the sofa with only a white bath towel on his upper body.

Even in countless concerts of 10,000 people, there has never been a moment when he was so at a loss, he waved to her with a forced smile: "Baby, Dad is home."

The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched, and she stepped aside. Behind him was Xie Yuan, who was carrying two bags of vegetables and cooked food—

"I ran into Uncle Xie outside the school and said come and sit... sit."