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As the lanterns begin to light up and night falls, the bustling Jiangrong becomes even busier than during the day.
On a road full of street trees, pedestrians coming and going looked at a man and a woman standing in the middle of the road in surprise.
The woman is dressed freshly, has a plump figure, and has a mature and sexy temperament.
The young man has white hair and a dull expression. His head is slightly turned to the side, as if he does not dare to face the gaze of a mature woman.
"Sister Mo, I still feel"
After Mo Yan asked that question, Zhang Zhiqin stood there blankly, looking like he had been struck by lightning.
Mo Yan didn¡¯t urge him, just looked at him calmly.
Finally, after a long silence, Zhang Zhiqin said blankly:
¡°We were like, well, how should I put it, I never thought that we could fall in love.¡±
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head and finally expressed his meaning awkwardly.
"It doesn't matter, you can start thinking about it from now on."
Mo Yan remained calm, with a rare tenderness and expectation on his face.
Zhang Zhiqin looked down at the woman in front of her who was almost seven years older. She had a slightly sharp profile and bright eyes. Her shawl hair was slightly fluttering in the wind, with a hint of feminine softness.
At this moment, her breathing seemed to be slightly rapid, and her striking chest began to rise and fall with increasing amplitude.
Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help but swallowed, and tried desperately to simulate the scene of herself and Mo Yan being together in the future
It¡¯s just that he can¡¯t think of what that picture should look like.
"I'm sorry, Sister Mo, I really can't think of it. I might"
Zhang Zhiqin muttered: "Not ready yet."
His voice was very low, but the night wind grew stronger and blew his words into Mo Yan's ears.
The atmosphere suddenly became solid.
Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin, the smile on his face did not diminish at all, and he just said lightly:
"Let go."
"Oh. Yes, yes."
Only then did Zhang Zhiqin realize that his hand was still holding Mo Yan's waist, and he quickly let go.
Mo Yan turned around and left.
"Sister Mo, wait!"
Zhang Zhiqin shouted loudly from behind, but Mo Yan didn't even turn his head, and the plump and sexy figure quickly disappeared into the night.
"Why did you just leave?"
Zhang Zhiqin stood there blankly.
"Are you angry? It's not like that. She usually kicks me when she's angry."
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head and didn't know what to do, so he had to go home silently.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he got home. His parents went to Lincheng to visit relatives. They had been away for the past two days. Zhang Zhiqin sat down on the sofa and felt a little confused. He took out his mobile phone and sent Mo Yan a WeChat message:
"Sister Mo, are you home?"
A prompt text suddenly appeared below this message:
"Mo Yan has turned on friend verification, but you are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first"
Zhang Zhiqin: "?"
What's going on?
Sister Mo blocked me?
Zhang Zhiqin dialed Mo Yan in disbelief, but it only rang twice before being cut off.
He sent another text message: "Sister Mo, are you really angry?"
Waited for ten minutes, no reply.
We waited another half an hour, an hour until late at night.
Zhang Zhiqin woke up from the sofa, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and picked up her mobile phone.
Mo Yan still didn¡¯t reply to the text message.
Zhang Zhiqin sat on the sofa blankly. After a while, a word finally came out:
"Hold!"
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The night is getting darker, Lanheng Garden.
"Sister Yao, good night."
"OK, good night."
Lin Yao took a shower, said good night to Fangfang, and then walked into her bedroom.
She was lying on the bed wearing a white nightgown, took the quilt, and wrapped her body tightly in the quilt.
But I kept my eyes wide open and couldn¡¯t fall asleep.
During dinner, she saw Fang Xiaole and Fang Shengnan talking to Fang¡¯s mother on the phone. She felt envious of the way mother and son communicated casually without any barriers.
It¡¯s late at night?, everything was silent, and Lin Yao couldn't help but think of her mother.
Lin Yao¡¯s mother¡¯s name is Hai Yao, which is a very rare surname. Lin Yao¡¯s name is taken from her father¡¯s surname and her mother¡¯s first name.
It can be seen that the relationship between Lin Duanzheng and Hai Yao was very good back then, but for some unknown reason, the relationship between the couple gradually became cold.
After her grandmother passed away when Lin Yao was about ten years old, Lin Yao¡¯s mother went home less and less.
Communication between their mother and daughter is limited to a weekly phone call and a separate pocket money from her mother every month.
When Lin Yao went to Kyoto to attend university, the time between phone calls became one month, half a year, or even a year
The only thing that remains unchanged is that her mother insists on remitting pocket money to Lin Yao every month. As prices increase, the amount of pocket money also continues to increase.
In the past, bank cards were used to transfer money. Later, with the popularity of WeChat, WeChat was used to transfer money.
Lin Yao opened WeChat and saw the contact named "Mom" in the third column of the contact list.
The second column on the list is "Dad", and Lin Yao has pinned her parents' WeChat messages.
At this time, she entered the chat history with her mother, which contained rows of transfer and refund records.
Every month, her mother transfers living expenses to her through WeChat, but Lin Yao never accepts it. The money will be automatically refunded the next day.
¡°My mother would still transfer the money to her on time the next month, but she still wouldn¡¯t accept it and was automatically refunded the next day.
This kind of scene will happen regularly at the end or beginning of every month.
This seems to have become the only way for mother and daughter to communicate.
Lin Yao sometimes wonders if the machine on the other end of WeChat is a programmed machine that will automatically transfer money at a fixed time, and her mother may have forgotten about her a long time ago.
Ding.
??Suddenly, a new message suddenly appeared in the WeChat dialog box.
Mom transferred money to her again.
Lin Yao then remembered that today is October 31st, the day for transfers and automatic refunds at the end of each month.
This time, Lin Yao still did not collect the money, but sent a message to her mother:
¡°Mom, I have enough money, you don¡¯t need to give me any money.¡±
After the message was sent, Lin Yao stared at the phone screen closely, her eyes full of anticipation.
Ding.
Finally, her mother sent her a message back:
"good."
There is only one word.
Lin Yao bit her lip and typed again:
"Mom, I want to call you and tell you something."
This time, her mother didn¡¯t reply. Lin Yao held the phone tightly with both hands, and light blue blood vessels could be faintly seen on the back of her thin hands.
Five minutes later, Lin Yao's cell phone rang, and her beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, full of surprise and anxiety.
It¡¯s mom¡¯s phone number!
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yao gently pressed the answer button, and then pressed the phone tightly against the side of her face.
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