Xu Qingzhu stayed under the maple tree for an afternoon until his wife called.

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His voice was completely hoarse because of the afternoon's shouting.

Thinking of his wife's worried and puzzled tone on the phone just now, a little helplessness appeared on his face.

How old is he, he is like a young boy.

No measure at all.

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But, is it understandable?

His monster friend called him his name.

They had been together for more than ten years but he hadn't heard each other call him his name.

Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, he actually heard it?!

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Although Ling Feng only called his name three times.

Behind him, he was always calling Ling Feng's name with endless pleasure.

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However, the maple leaves move without the wind, making a crisp and clean sound, which is very pleasant.

He knew that this was Ling Feng's response to him.

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Moreover, this familiarity of getting along made him smile.

This has been the case since before.

He always talks non-stop.

But she sat quietly under the maple tree, with her face cold but no impatient.

Occasionally, he would give him a look, or a light curve would appear on the corners of his mouth.

This inspired him to continue talking "banging".

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Thinking of what happened at that time, the smile on Xu Qingzhu's face couldn't help but turn into a bitter smile.

I really don’t know why I talked so much in front of her?

He is obviously not a talkative person.

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Maybe it was because he knew that if he didn't take the initiative, maybe she and him wouldn't have even had that decade of intersection.

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He worked so hard and almost tried his best to get more than ten years of time with her.

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Thinking about it now, he really has vision.

He actually became friends with a monster.

This is not something that ordinary people can do.

It is not an opportunity that ordinary people can have.

Even now, he still felt a magical trance in his heart.

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Xu Qingzhu's family had dinner with the other elders in Siheyuan.

In the afternoon, his wife called and he asked her to come over with her children for dinner.

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The two elders of the Xu family were naturally very happy.

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Xu Qingzhu's wife sensitively realized that her husband was a little different.

Actually, she felt something yesterday, but now, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

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Is something happening?

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The woman was a little confused.

But soon, she laughed.

No matter what happened, she knew that it must be a good thing.

It would be enough for her to know this.

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Xu Qingzhu's wife is a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

When she knew that Xu Qingzhu might be mentally ill, she still resolutely married into the Xu family.

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She is not greedy for the Xu family's property.

Although her family is not as good as the Xu family, she is a scholarly family with small assets.

Perhaps because of this family atmosphere, what she likes most is a gentle man like her father.

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This is how Xu Qingzhu gave her the first impression.

Without the impetuous and childishness of ordinary boys, Xu Qingzhu's words and deeds are calm and thoughtful, and there is always a gentle smile on her face.

Because of her good feelings in her heart, she always subconsciously paid attention to him.

But she was a little surprised to find that when this boy was alone, for some reason, he always seemed a little depressed, as if something was pressing on his heart.

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Later, she knew what was going on.

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She hesitated.

Her friends also worry that she will be injured in the future.

She knows.

She was worried, too.

She was afraid that she would give a lot, but in the end the other party came back, but she still lost.

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However, in the end, she still devoted herself to the love without hesitation.

This is not easy.

The one-man show at the beginning was very painful.

She had thought of giving up several times.

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Fortunately, she persevered.

She married him.

They have children.

He treats her very well.

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She could feel that her husband's feelings for his missing playmate were actually just friendship.

Maybe this friendship was love once.

No, probably it cannot be said to be love.

She couldn't help but smile.
To be continued...