Stealing the moonlight into my arms

A peaceful night.

The next morning, Fu Runing got up earlier than usual and dressed up carefully in front of the mirror.

After carefully drawing eyebrows and applying blush, the face in the mirror shows a delicate and energetic face.

She wants to look beautiful when she meets her mother, so that she can know that she is growing up well.

Fu Runing went downstairs and the servant told her that breakfast was ready. She originally just wanted to take a glass of milk away, but she saw a bowl of steaming red bean soup on the table.

So she turned back and pulled out a chair and sat down.

The red bean soup is cooked until it is delicate and soft, with glutinous rice balls in it and sprinkled with osmanthus sauce on top, which is sweet and soft.

Fu Runing likes to eat the red bean soup made by her father the most. It’s not for any other reason, but it seems that her father only knows how to make this. When she was unhappy or sick when she was a child, her father would use this sweet soup to coax her.

Later I found out that it was because my mother loved to eat it.

Red beans are also known as acacia beans.

Fu Runing has never seen her mother, but she has witnessed her father's longing for her and endless love year after year.

Her father was an engineer, and he probably devoted all his life's romance to her deceased mother.

It is said that most people in the world are realistic and it is difficult for them to have long-lasting love, but she has seen such love.

She had witnessed the concrete ten years of life and death, and she could never forget it even without thinking about it.

In a blink of an eye, the red bean soup in the bowl was gone.

Fu Runing packed up and prepared to go out when she saw a familiar car at the door.

Xiao Jingting parked the car beside her and lowered the window.

He didn't say anything, but was waiting for her.

Fu Runing didn't act pretentiously. She opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"I'm going to the cemetery."

The man nodded slightly and responded lightly, "Yeah."

he knows.

……

The mountain fog was thick in the early morning, and the steps leading to the cemetery were covered with a layer of moisture.

Fu Runing placed a fresh bouquet of flowers in front of her mother's tombstone.

Standing next to her was the tall Xiao Jingting.

When he was still Fu Zheng, he would come with his family to pay homage. Later, when they got married and his father was still in good health, they also came together. Only this time did they come to pay homage alone.

My mother's single tomb was changed to a double tomb last year, and the other half was reserved by her father for himself.

Dad is not afraid of death. She can imagine that maybe one day, when dad and mom are reunited in the afterlife, he will proudly show off to mom that he took good care of his daughter and that she grew up happily.

How could she let her father leave without peace of mind?

She must get a divorce, but not now.

The morning light gradually rose and dispelled the mist in the mountains.

After the worship, Fu Runing and Xiao Jingting slowly walked down the steps.

The mist cast tiny water droplets on their hair.

Fu Runing suddenly thought of something. She turned to look at the man beside her and asked in a clear voice, "Xiao Jingting, what was the special filling in the dumplings that Second Aunt gave you that day?"

Second Aunt often comes up with this trick because family members don’t eat on time or eat perfunctorily. She puts special fillings in dumplings and asks them when they come back. If they answer incorrectly, it means they didn’t eat well, and then they will be scolded.

That day, Xiao Jingting said he was going on a business trip to Linzhou City. Second Aunt was worried that he wouldn't have enough to eat outside, so she packed some food for him and also brought him some dumplings.

However, he was with Rong Ruo that day.

Xiao Jingting remained silent, as if he couldn't answer her question at all, and seemed too disdainful to answer.

Fu Runing's eyes showed an unconcealable disappointment.

The result was already expected, so why ask him?

After a long while, the man's low and gentle voice sounded, and he said, "Red bean paste."

Hearing this answer, Fu Runing's eyelashes trembled slightly. She raised her eyes and looked at him. Her gaze was calm, and tiny pearl-like dewdrops were on her long and curled eyelashes.

She said slowly: "I am the only one who has wronged you. My family has never wronged you. Even if we divorce in the future, we can still get along as a family."

Xiao Jingting looked into her eyes and suddenly felt irritated.

She cares about so many people.

For the sake of her family, she can compromise, pretend to be happy, and pretend to be happy.

Pretending to be affectionate with someone you don't love.

There was a coldness between Xiao Jingting's brows, and the irritability in his heart made him not want to look at her at all.

As he turned to leave, Fu Runing put on a new expression and approached him with a smile. "Since we are allies on the same boat, I want to discuss something with you..."

Xiao Jingting: "..."

His expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

"My dad wants to adopt a girl. She's the granddaughter of his former savior. She's only four years old. She's quite pitiful, but my second uncle, that bad guy, likes to name girls vicious names like Pan Di and Zhao Di..."

"You're coming home with me to perform in a play. Just agree to Second Uncle's words on the surface, and then it's up to you!"

"Hey, I haven't finished talking to you yet, why did you leave?"

"Xiao Jingting, don't walk so fast, wait for me!"

Fu Runing quickly caught up with him from behind, almost jogging.

You bastard, he changes his face when it comes to serious matters. What sentence offended him?

"My second uncle said the child's household registration can be registered under his name, but the prerequisite is that he needs to call us both mom and dad. He said that if we both agree, he will agree to adopt the child. Just play along for a while. The household registration won't be under your name, just a verbal agreement. It's okay, it won't affect you in the future. You're still a noble, outstanding, high-quality, and wealthy young man..."

Fu Runing caught up with him and said everything in one breath, not forgetting to flatter him.

The man paused, turned around and looked at her intently.

Fu Runing received his gaze and was still thinking about what nice words to say to convince him to agree.

But the man said calmly: "I agree."

"what?"

Fu Runing was stunned for a moment, and she confirmed again, "What did you say?"

I really didn't expect him to suddenly become so easy to talk to.

Xiao Jingting raised his eyebrows slightly, "Forget it if you didn't hear it."

Fu Runing quickly said, "I heard it, I heard it, just don't play tricks on me!"