Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Rong Yue whispered a few words to the staff on the side, and the staff invited He Huan to sit inside, and then sent a cup of very green tea, saying that it was in Rong Yue's private collection.

He Huan touched the cup lightly and looked at the tea, which was more tolerable.

He Huan took a sip and it tasted good.

Because there was nothing to do, she opened the book he sent.

It was Rong Yue's new book. He Huan looked at it quietly, and time passed by unconsciously.

Rong Yue came over, sat next to her, and smiled slightly: "What are you looking at?"

He Huan was taken aback, and then smiled: "Your book. It's pretty..."

Rong Yue closed the book for her, "The tea is cold, I'll buy you a cup of coffee!"

He Huan stood up involuntarily, and Rong Yue smiled warmly: "It's been a long time since I've seen you. I won't even have time for a cup of coffee."

"Of course there is." He Huan also smiled and took the things and walked out with him: "Where to go? Let me ask, even if it is to celebrate your discharge."

Rong Yue suddenly said, "He Huan, I have been discharged from the hospital for two years."

He Huan was taken aback again, then he whispered: "Are you to blame me for not seeing you?"

"No." Rong Yue sighed, then his tone turned lighter: "We don't talk about this, it's all fine now."

He Huan carried the bag, "Okay."

Finally, I chose a quiet cafe and sat face to face.

He Huan lowered his head and stirred the coffee, whispering: "Are you writing a book now?"

Rong Yue took a sip of coffee and smiled: "I will also pick up some scripts. The "Twin" was changed into a play. I heard that it was bought by a major director. He Huan, I only found out later that it was you."

He Huan was taken aback: "Is this cup of coffee bought because I bought your script?"

Rong Yue shook his head: "No! It's just because it's an old friend."

He Huan smiled: "After so many years, Rong Yue, you have not changed at all."

"Neither did you! He Huan, you are still the way you were before." Rong Yue's eyes were calm, "There is also that I am very happy to meet you today."

He Huan looked at him.

Feeling bitter in my heart, unspeakable feeling.

She knew that Rong Yue didn't want her explanation and didn't need to say anything that was too late to say.

They are all fine now.

Moreover, He Huan is not such a hypocritical person.

He Huan bowed his head: "Hello, I'm relieved, I will work smoothly in the future."

When she left, Rong Yue didn't want to stay, he still sat there, sitting quietly and tasting the remaining cold coffee, like tasting a bitter love that was too late to say.

After a layer of glass, He Huan left behind.

Rong Yue knew that she was married. He went to look for her soon after waking up. At that time, she was not in the country when she was abroad. He saw Qin Mo and a cute little girl who was He Huan's child.

At that time, he knew that it was impossible for him and He Huan.

He wrote, and then she bought "Twin", he knew she could see the shadow of their youth in that book.

And now they are only in their thirties, but they seem to have entered their twilight years.

He Huan walked farther and farther, Rong Yue quietly looked at her back, and then he lowered his head.

She left the book here and forgot to take it away.

Then there must be something in her heart that can't let go.

Is it Qin Mo?

He smiled lightly. He knew that He Huan had liked him, but the kind of love that was close to innocence, and the one who was always with him was the real flesh and blood emotion.