Zhuo Ran is a cold and less talkative person. Seeing that Yu Fei refuses to speak, he just smiles faintly and doesn't ask any more.
Because they met in that way, coupled with his cold nature, Yu Fei was always constrained in front of him.
Then he knew that he was carrying those family feuds. Since then, he had a heartache for him.
That heartache is stronger than all emotions, including fear of him.
She knew he didn't want to love and care.
She was afraid that she would become his concern, and even more afraid that he would eliminate her from him in order to cut off his concern.
In that case, she would not even have the chance to stand beside him and watch him.
That's why she's careful. I dare not open my mouth and make any confession in front of him.
He goes out to work very early every day, so whether it's in Nanwan or in Laobei street, Yu Fei will lie at the window in the morning to watch his back go away, and then at night, he will lie at the window again, looking at the entrance of the alley and waiting for him to come back.
Every time I see his car coming back, I stop at the entrance of the lane, and then I see his clear figure coming down from the car.
Her heart was steady.
Yu Fei thinks it's good to stay near him like this. At least he can see him every day, and he will talk to her like this from time to time.
She likes to listen to his voice.
It's dumb, magnetic and cool.
She doesn't want to lose the one she has.
If you don't want to lose, you have to keep your position.
Zhuoran's cell phone rings.
Break the silence between them.
It's a voice message.
Zhuo ran looked at the number, didn't wear headphones, directly use hands-free to answer text messages.
Tao Xia's voice came from the phone, "Zhuo ran, are you going to Mo house today or tomorrow?"
As soon as Yu Fei heard that it was Tao Xia's voice, she immediately held her breath and did not make a sound.
Zhuo ran looked at Yu Fei, who wanted to withdraw himself, and returned a voice message: "I'll go back tonight."
Tao Xia said, "I'm going to attend the memorial ceremony tomorrow. Can you bring me and Tingting?"
Tao Xia's husband is a Mohist and died to save zhuoran's sister. Tao Xia is a widow of Mohist.
Tomorrow's memorial ceremony, Tao Xia naturally has to attend.
It is reasonable for her to make such a request to Zhuo ran.
Yu Fei knew that Zhuo ran should take her mother and daughter with her, both in love and in righteousness.
But the thought of having to share the car with them made me uncomfortable.
"Tingting is in poor health and needs a rest. I'll arrange for the driver to take you to Mo house tomorrow morning." Zhuo ran replied.
"Tingting wants to ride with you."
Zhuo ran was silent.
Yu Fei twists her fingers. She knows that Zhuo ran can't refuse Tingting, but she is disgusted with the way Tao Xia uses her daughter to achieve her goal.
After a while, Zhuo ran replied, "I have something to do. I didn't go back so soon."
The other party quickly replied, "we'll wait for you."
Zhuo ran doesn't reply, the screen goes out.
Yu Fei secretly took a breath, let oneself tone calm, "you stop a parking."
Zhuo ran didn't know what Yu Fei was going to do, so he still stopped at the roadside.
Looking out of the car, the downtown area has left. Although there are a lot of cars and pedestrians on the streets, they are relatively less cynical.
But this street is mostly convenient snack shops. He really can't see what Yu Fei can do here.
"What can I do for you?"
Yu Fei untied his seat belt and said, "I'll go to the front to take a bus. You can be busy. I'll go to Linjiang myself." The ink house is near the river.
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