Once, he looked down upon the love she said and thought she was naive and ignorant. In the end, he found out that he was the one who was stupid.

She loved him like a moth to a flame, without caring about her own life. There could be one person in this life who loved him like this, but he didn't care, didn't cherish it, and even ridiculed her love.

"Brother..." Wen Xue was frightened, "Brother, have you drunk too much? Let me pour you a cup of sobering tea."

Wen Xue hurriedly went downstairs.

Jiang Xiao was guarding her downstairs. He originally thought she would come down soon, but she didn't expect it yet.

"What's wrong?"

"My brother is in a very bad condition..." Wen Xue lowered her voice, "My brother is crying. This is the first time I have seen him cry."

Jiang Xiao was surprised.

How could a stubborn, cold, self-righteous man cry?

Wen Xue shook her head, said nothing, poured tea and went upstairs.

Wen Lu held the pen tightly and refused to let go. Wen Xue didn't know what happened and thought he had drunk too much.

Wen Lu refused to sleep or drink sobering tea, he just cried.

Wen Xue had never seen such an out-of-control brother, so she simply stayed here to accompany him.

During the Lantern Festival, the full moon is bright and clear.

…

Early the next morning.

Wen Lu woke up.

He was sitting on the bed, in a trance, and his face was pale.

Beside the pillow is the dark blue pen, lying quietly.

Last night, he suddenly remembered something from the past. The year after the college entrance examination, he rode to Bincheng and rescued a girl. It was late that night and the mountains were very quiet.

The girl committed suicide by jumping into the river. He saved her and she promised him that she would live well in the future.

That night was hazy, the summer night was cool, and fireflies were flying freely in the sky.

The nursery rhyme was not very old at that time, but she was as young as a flower bud. The little girl at that time still had a little baby fat on her face, and her eyes were pure and clean.

Wen Lu never thought that the girl he saved would later become his wife... Nursery Rhymes.

Fate is such a coincidence, and it seems to be the best arrangement in the world.

Maybe it was fate that she was his.

It turned out that his pen was picked up by Nursery Rhyme, and she kept it with her for more than ten years.

Now, when she returns the pen to him, it is tantamount to returning her youth, love, and past to him, waving her sleeves and never coming back.

Wen Lu was in a daze and couldn't calm down for a long time.

It turned out that she had loved him for so many years, but he laughed at her love as worthless.

Wen Lu was immersed in a trance all day and couldn't extricate himself. When he went to the company, his face was very bad, and he lost his temper with his subordinates all day long.

Wen Xue and Jiang Xiao packed their things and prepared to return to New York. They had time to stay, but they missed their daughter Shanshan too much, so they had to go back early.

Before leaving, Wen Xue came to the Wen Group to see Wen Lu.

Wen Lu happened to finish a meeting and came out with a sullen face.

"Brother, Brother Xiao and I will leave tomorrow. Please take good care of yourself and we will come back after a while."

"Are you leaving tomorrow? Why not stay a few more days?"

"We miss Shanshan."

Hearing what she said, Wen Lu couldn't keep him any longer and walked into the office with her.

Wenlu's office is spacious and bright, with a 180° floor-to-ceiling window view. Standing in front of the window, you can have an unobstructed view of the main urban area of ​​Anseong.

The streets are messy and the traffic is like water. The sound insulation effect of the office is very good, and no outside noise can be heard.

Wen Lu put his hands in his trousers pockets and stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the outside world, silent.
Chapter completed!