Tong Mo doubted that he had auditory hallucination for a moment!
It's all in her imagination. It's not true.
She once thought why Quan Yufei told herself that it must be the special relationship between Zimo and Ou Tianqing. The special relationship between a man and a woman is nothing more than a lover.
"Yes, yes, isn't it?" Tong Mo stammered back.
Purple Mo but cover mouth to smile, "scared you?"
Tong Mo hung his head and continued to cut the steak on his plate, with a stiff smile twisted into a ball, "it's OK."
"You see you're stuttering, and you say it's ok?" Zimo joked on purpose, "anyone who hears this story will be scared, right? After all, Ou Tianqing and I look like people who can't fight with eight strokes. "
Tong Mo put a piece of cut steak into his mouth, "were you together at school?"
Now that she had said that, why didn't she ask carefully?
"Well, it was a sophomore at that time. At that time, Ou Tianqing was not as cold as you can see on the screen. He was a devil in the school at that time. You can't imagine how bad he was by playing tricks on teachers and classmates."
Purple Mo seems to find the outlet to vent, and Tong Mo talked about the past.
"I really can't see it!"
Tong Mo doesn't know what kind of person Ou Tianqing looked like in the past.
She only knew that from the first time she saw Ou Tianqing, he was as cold as ice, aloof and always abstinent.
"It's estimated that there are not many people who know what ou Tianqing really looks like now. He used to be really bad. But at that time, the girls all fell in love with him secretly because he was bad and handsome. It seems that everyone liked such a boy at that time."
Zimo smiles.
"Do you pursue him, or does he pursue you, or do you like each other and naturally get together?" Tong Mo pretends to be casual and tries.
"Of course, he pursued me," Zimo thought Tong Mo's question was funny. "At that time, most of the girls were very reserved. They liked a boy. They were all hiding and tucking in for fear that others would know. Even if they were as open as girls now, I fell in love with him like all the girls at that time."
"It's like this." Tong Mo smiles awkwardly and uses food to cover up his awkwardness.
"At that time, I was known as the school flower. You think, since I was a school flower, I had to be a little bit colder, so I would not easily express my feelings. At that time, I only knew to study hard. Ou Tianqing was really crazy to pursue me at that time. He came to our class every day with a guitar to sing."
"Go to your class gate and sing?" Tong Mo for such a move or some surprise.
Because it doesn't look like something that Ou Tianqing can do!
"Yes, it's not something that people like him do, right? At that time, I was blocked to the door every day after school. Every day, there was a love letter with a rose, which gave me a lot of chocolates. "
Purple Mo simply put the fork aside and began to tell Tong Mo this story carefully.
"He really exhausted all the means to pursue. Finally, on my birthday, he put a heart-shaped candle ring in the school square, and then stood inside, playing the guitar while singing to me, and shouting like me, which girl could stand this romantic offensive at that time."
"So you agreed then?"
"Yes, can I not? He has been like this, in front of the whole school crazy pursuit of me, I actually agreed because I like him. Now think about it. This way of pursuing is really good. "
Purple Mo has been immersed in their own memories of the past, did not notice Tong Mo some dull expression.
"Sister Mo, how long have you been together?" Tong Mo continues to ask, as if to ask all the details of two people together.
Purple Mo held chin to think for a while, "I don't remember very much, later separated."
Speaking of this, Zimo's face flashed a trace of melancholy, then bowed to continue to eat salad.
"Then why did you break up? He pursues you so crazily that he must like you very much. Why did he break up? "
Tong Mo is like a curious baby.
Purple Mo began to regret why to tell these to Tong Mo, otherwise also won't mention her sad past, also won't poke to her heart the most painful nerve.
She was silent for a long time.
For a long time, Tong Mo even thought that she didn't hear what she said. When Tong Mo was about to give up the problem, Zimo suddenly opened her mouth.
"When I was young, there were so many reasons to break up. Many young couples were just like us. When we were good, they were as close as glue. Suddenly they were tired and separated. Isn't the story of youth like this?"
Zimo's lips with an imperceptible smile.
When she suddenly raised her head, her face was filled with the gentle smile of the former goddess.
"Don't talk about me. It's embarrassing. Now Ou Tianqing is a movie king. Maybe he doesn't want to mention the past."
"You're not bad either. You're the most famous cellist at home and abroad." Tong Mo continued to eat his own steak.
"Mo Mo, tell me about yourself. Is there such a love story in your youth memory? I'm very interested. " Zimo turns the topic to Tongmo.
Tong Mo suddenly Leng shen'er, "how old is youth?"
"There's no obvious time. It's in high school. It's like a teenager."
"My youth is playing, nothing special, I'm not as good as you. Contrary to your story, I pursue others crazily."
Tong Mo shrugged his shoulders awkwardly.
"Ah? You have pursued other people. I can't see it. Mo Mo, you are so bold! " Purple Mo very surprised looking at Tong Mo, "then later, I want to listen to the details!"
Zimo looks very interested.
At that moment, Tong Mo suddenly felt very ironic that there was a common person in their youth, only one was liked by that person, one was fond of that person, one was pursued crazily by that person, and one was pursuing that person crazily.
"At that time, he was very silly. He always liked him very much. Then, just like your one, he pursued you. He wrote love letters, sent things, chased and blocked every day, ha ha."
Tong Mo laughed two times in embarrassment.
In this way, she and Ou Tianqing pursue people in the same way.
"And in the end? Did he agree? " Purple Mo kept asking, let Tong Mo more embarrassed.