Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

The girl received the compliment, her cheeks flushed, but she still wanted to say: "My nickname is Mingzhu."

Sugo marveled at his parents' love for their daughter and felt happy for her. Indeed, only such a person could be so naive.

"I think your parents love you very much. You shouldn't waste their love for someone who doesn't deserve it."

The girl was eager to argue, and she wouldn't allow anyone else to slander the man she loved, not even him himself: "Your Highness is not unworthy. To me, there is no one more worthy of my following than Your Highness."

Su Ge had a headache. The reason why this kind of person was so naive was because she was protected too well. When others saw her innocence, they would not want her to suffer any more. But he was not related to her, so there was no need to protect her innocence.

If you don't make a decision when you should, you will suffer the consequences, which will only harm yourself and others.

No matter how much she can't be taught by people, she can always learn through experience. Anyway, there will always be someone who will break her fantasy one day in the future. What does it matter who this person is?

"I think you can try it."

It’s all a wish come true, but that’s all. The actors are ready, and it’s time to start.

Song Yue didn't know that she was forced to become an actor, and was still standing in the distance watching the show.

"Yueyue, come here quickly!"

Perhaps he felt she was walking too slowly, so he anxiously rushed over to meet her. This did make it easier to collude with her.

"Let me introduce you, this is Song Yue."

The girl also learned to answer quickly: "Song the Divine Doctor is very famous, I know it."

She took a step forward, as if this would bring her some sense of security. After all, she could clearly tell who could make her feel threatened.

Seeing her was like seeing a slightly spoiled child. Song Yue smiled and greeted her, "Miss Wen, long time no see."

Su Ge was surprised that they knew each other: "You guys?"

Seeing him so confused, Song Yue could only say that he was a bit face-blind. It would also be acceptable to say that he really didn't pay attention to what he thought were the little things in life.

"You have met Wen Jiao, the beloved daughter of Wen Zhizhou, before."

As for where they had met, Wen Jiao probably didn't want him to know, so there was no need to say more.

Su Ge had a good impression of Wen Zhizhou, who was a conscientious and responsible person. He had invited himself several times, probably because of Wen Jiao.

When I saw Wen Jiao again, there was a filter in my heart, but it was just a filter. It was not enough to make me show mercy. People always have to grow.

"Miss Wen must have heard about my relationship with Yueyue."

Wen Jiao knew his premonition was correct, but he still refused to give up, with a kind of stubborn determination that would not turn back until he hit the wall: "What's the relationship?"

Su Ge didn't mind speaking to her more directly, but people tend to believe what they see with their own eyes. He picked up Song Yue's hand and played with it, and saw the Bodhi bracelet without surprise.

He immediately started talking: "Do you like this bracelet?"

Song Yue was able to take on his role because she knew his purpose, and she only had a little sympathy for Wen Jiao. However, her parents were not here and had no obligation to teach her how to behave. It would be truly responsible for her to simply refuse.

"like!"

"I made this myself, if you don't like it, give it a try."

Song Yue was pleased by the details in his words, and her joy seemed even more genuine.

His mind and eyes were completely focused on the beads, so he didn't care how Sugo would deal with it next.

Su Ge stole a glance at the girl with red eyes, intending to give her another strong dose of medicine. He parted Song Yue's loose hair, pulled out the pear blossom hairpin and fixed it again, his movements were very intimate.

Song Yue also seemed particularly well-behaved, letting him play with her hair.

In the eyes of the ancients, one's hair and skin are given by one's parents, and touching the hair is an extremely intimate act.

"Miss Wen, do you understand now? I think you've heard how I protected Yueyue. I'm already taken, but Miss Wen still..."

Wen Jiao couldn't bear it anymore and ran away crying. She probably wouldn't come back again.

Seeing her running away, he maintained his original posture to prevent her from making a surprise attack.

"Bo Qiu, send her back home."

"Yes."

The two of them walked into the door holding each other before letting go. Song Yue only looked at the bracelet and didn't notice Su Ge wiping his hands at all. He wiped his hands just to show her, so why would he wipe them if she didn't want to see.

He stretched it in front of her and wiped it again carefully.

If Song Yue couldn't see any more, she would probably have to go to the ophthalmologist. "What do you mean?"

Su Ge suppressed a laugh: "Can't you see? It's so disgusting. I'm really afraid that your stupidity will get on my hands. Wipe it off."

"Sugo! Explain to me clearly, where am I stupid?"

Song Yue crossed her arms to show that she was very angry and waited for him to explain.

She fanned her nose with her hand and said, "The sour smell of love has spread here. Stay away and don't infect me. Stay away, stay away."

Song Yue slapped his arm: "You're so annoying."

What happened that made Sugo even more excited?

"Yo yo yo, you're so annoying~"

"Hahaha!"

Before she could slap him again, he ran away and walked around the yard, and everything that could be moved fell to the ground.

Song Yue's physical strength was no match for Su Ge's. Unable to run any longer, she slumped to the ground, pretending to be dignified and upright. "Hmph, single people won't understand. You'll understand when the time comes, so don't blame me for laughing at you."

Su Ge sat down next to her: "That day will come."

The two chatted about this and that, and Song Yue finally couldn't resist her curiosity and asked about his affairs.

"What's going on between you and Yi Fengbai?"

Su Ge shook his head and didn't really want to say anything. The most important thing was that he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Is it so complicated? That you can't put it into words?"

Su Ge nodded: "It is indeed very complicated. If I say that I don't know myself, would you believe me?"

It wasn't a surprising answer. Song Yue couldn't say anything. Should he just open up and talk about the problem? It depended on his mood, but it seemed that he wasn't at the point where he had to talk to someone.

The two of them sat there for the entire afternoon, no one came to disturb them, and the scene in the yard remained the same.

Occasionally they would sigh about the passing of time and express their reluctance to leave, but they would never share their own love story, as neither of them wanted to start the conversation.

Friends may not like to talk about each other's partners all the time. Because it will always arouse the other person's interest, and the topic will go off the track. In the end, everyone talks about their own things, as if they just need someone to listen to them talk.

Sharing love experiences and hobbies are two completely different experiences, because lovers cannot be shared, but hobbies can be shared.

Think about it, if a married friend talks about children and family all the time, it’s fine if she likes it, but if she doesn’t, she will feel constrained and lose herself, and it will create distance and differentiate the two of them.

And the married friend may also feel that his friend is too naive.

Just one time will trigger many chain reactions, and when you talk to each other again, you will always think of this experience.

Not beautiful.