The more she thought about it, the more frightened she was, and she was also worried that Maomao would be like Shichu. After all, Maomao always took Shichu as her example. After all, she didn't learn from Shichu. She didn't want to be like Tan Lin at this age!
"I'll tell her about it. Don't be so direct in front of her." My uncle is also afraid that Tan Lin is more miserable.
"You have to tell her earlier. You really intend to let your sister live in our house. I tell you this is a critical period. Every expenditure in the family will be spent on the blade. Once your sister comes here, we will have more than a pair of chopsticks."
As soon as my uncle heard her say so, he opened his mouth to say something. His aunt said again, "don't try to say that I'm inhuman. Your sister has a daughter and her daughter has such a rich and powerful family. You can't worry about it. Do you know?"
My uncle still wanted to refute it, but after hearing what she said was so reasonable, he didn't reply. After all, all the money now is either in investment or in his daughter, and he has no extra money to take care of his sister.
What's more, at the beginning of the day, he married well now. He couldn't help it. He didn't worry about some.
After moving things, I packed up almost. At the beginning of the evening, I took a break in uncle's guest room with Tan Lin.
At the same time, Mo Zhou also arrived nearby and called Shichu for a call.
It was a bit cold at night. She put on a dress and wore woolly slippers. Before leaving, Tan Lin also told her to come back early.
Mo Zhou's car stops under the street lamp outside the community, he leans by the car, the shadow street lamp casts down the light pulls long.
Some of it was cool at night, and the light was dim, which made him look lonely. At the beginning, he saw a bitter smell in his throat, pulled his clothes and stepped on his slippers.
Mo Zhou's head is wrapped with gauze. She was injured that night. She never said that she cared.
When she came to him, the thousands of words in her chest were like waves, but she couldn't even say hello.
At the beginning of the body slightly shaking, in this cool night, more people can not see whether it is cold or nervous.
"Does the wound on the head still hurt?"
After a minute of embarrassment, he finally raised his head and asked in his voice, but inadvertently turned to his eyes and was lost by the dim starlight at the bottom of his eyes.
He looked so quietly, without the impatience of meeting in front of him, but there was a kind of quiet force, holding her breath.
"It doesn't hurt now."
Mo Zhou's voice is very light, as light as the wind in March, gentle with warmth, but also people can not grasp.
At this moment, it seems that back in high school, the two of them stood under the tree and said nothing. They just looked at each other quietly, but their hearts were also happy.
Such a calm, harmonious, but also let the beginning of the time did not expect, she thought that this meeting, as before, is still at a crossfire.
Between them, can not talk about breaking up, because has not started, has already ended, that ambiguous time, will only let the human heart sour, dark sigh, pity, pity!
"Otherwise, you'd better go back and have a rest earlier, so that your injury will recover faster." At the beginning, he was waiting for him to say something. If he didn't say it, it would be over.
"At the beginning of the day."
He opened his mouth, a little anxious.
"I'm here."
"You don't like my uncle at all, do you?"
At the beginning of the day, I stood quietly with my palms curled into fists. "It doesn't matter whether I like it or not, isn't it?"
If she doesn't like it, she won't be his wife?
"Your marriage was originally extremely absurd. What kind of joy is it? What age are you in now? Some people believe such words?" Mo Zhou sneers and sarcastically, and gets more and more flustered.
"You're right. It's ridiculous."
"I'll make it clear to my grandmother that if you let uncle Sanshu set you free, you won't have to be bound by this marriage."
Mo Zhou talked about it more and more vigorously. Last night, he had been thinking for a long time. As long as he was sure that he didn't like the third uncle at the beginning, he could find a way to persuade them.
"Mo Zhou, I don't want you to be involved in this matter. I will divorce him, but this is also between me and him."
"On your own, how can you persuade a divorce?"
"I'll see to it."
"That is to say, you haven't figured out a way. Why don't you let me help you? Do you know how painful it is for me to think that you are my third aunt now?"
Mo Zhou showed the struggle and entanglement in his eyes. At the beginning, he could also think of the influence of this matter on him.
"But if you intervene, it will only make people think that I have something with you, which is not a good thing for you."
"I don't care."Mo Zhou a sentence stabbed at the beginning of the heart the most soft place, let her eyes suddenly some moist, nose some sour.
"It's not something you don't care about."
"Well, you go back and have a rest. I'll meet you at school tomorrow. I'd like to have dinner with you at noon."
Mo Zhou very directly with the beginning of the invitation, which made her a little surprised, very want to say no.
"Good night." Mo Zhou stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair disorderly, but he was much happier than before.
At the beginning of the time have not had time to speak, Mo Zhou has made a decision for him, and happy appearance let her have such a moment do not want to destroy!
Can really when Mo Zhou drove away, she stood in situ, recalled the matter just now, but also chagrined to drag his hair.
She should have said no, just She couldn't say.
Touch the heartbeat, this feeling is clear or Mo Zhou has a feeling, see him happy, she is also happy.
But At the thought of Mo Yuhan, her eyes darkened at the beginning. If it wasn't for him, she would be very happy to accept Mo Zhou's invitation.
And driving the car to leave Mo Zhou, no reason to have interest, put up the music, follow the beat, the body has a ride without a twist.
For him, the news that he didn't like Mo Yuhan at the beginning of the day was the happiest thing in this period of time.
Can be happy to return happy, a burst of buzzing mobile phone vibration noise to Mo Zhou, he bored answer, but did not expect that his mother called.
She looked for him all day, he did not pay attention to, now in a better mood, this just reluctantly answer.
"No matter where you are now, you should be home in 20 minutes, otherwise you won't have to come back again!"