Chapter 2 High School Party Next

Mo Yuyu saw that I was a little uneasy and said to me, "If you are not feeling well, I will send you back first."

Julie and Li Yu, who were sitting not far away, pointed to us while talking and laughing. At this time, Jiang Jie, the representative of the English class, was singing on the scene. Anita Mui's "Woman's Flower" melody sounded gently. The woman's flower, swaying in the world, the woman's flower, swings gently with the wind, only hoping for a pair of gentle hands that can soothe the loneliness in my heart..." I didn't expect Jiang Jie to sing so well. I said to Mo Yuyu, "After listening to this song, I'll leave."

When I came out of the Ruifu Hotel, I saw snowflakes floating outside, and there was already a layer on the ground. Because there was no one walking in the parking lot in the backyard, it was white under the street lights. I didn't feel that the air conditioner was turned on in the private room, and I felt cold when I came out. The shoes are too high and afraid of slippery. I walk carefully step by step. Mo Yuyu follows me slowly. What he hates is that this man came late, so the front seat is full, and his car is parked at the end of the parking lot.

"Why don't you pick up the car first and I'll wait for you here?" I asked, Mo Yuyu shook his head and said, "It's so cold that the car needs to be warm for a while to start." I was silent and muttered, "If I had known, I would have gone out to call." He smiled and said, "It's not far away. It's good to walk around with the smell of tobacco and alcohol."

When I finally moved into the car and sat down, my injured right ankle began to twitch.

For me, spraining my foot is a common thing. I have been stepping on the shoes that hate the sky. I always feel that when I am tall, I will feel more secure. I walk in a hot posture, so my ankle has always been injured. Even if it hurt so much just now, I still stepped on the posture with my head held high and chest. What is this? This is the aura that Mrs. Bei has to step on the two children with her arms from left and right.

In this kind of weather, it takes more than ten minutes to warm up the car. Mo Yu turned on the radio, and the traffic radio is playing a jubilant New Year's song, which does not match the quiet snowy night atmosphere like now. I took out a pack of cigarettes from my bag and raised my chin to him.

"I don't smoke much." Mo Yuyu said and pulled one over, "I'll draw one with you today." He took the cigarette and was not in a hurry. He smiled as if he remembered something. "I remember that you taught me to smoke my first cigarette, on the corner stairs on the sixth floor."

I lit a cigarette and took a sip. After a while, I said, "I don't remember such a long time."

"It's true." He lit a cigarette and nodded thoughtfully.

Then I was silent all the way. I drove to the door of my community in the festive songs one after another on the traffic radio. After saying goodbye to Mo Yuyu, I turned around and walked home.

After I went back, my parents were already asleep. I lay directly on **, confused. I keep recalling Mo Yu's thoughtful expression. His eyelashes were long, his eyes were deep, and his eyes were silent, which always gave people an illusion that he was going to say something secret to you. That year, when I pointed at him angrily, he also held the cigarette like this, nodded thoughtfully, and to me. Say, "That's what I said." 17-year-old Mo Yuyu and 30-year-old Mo Yuyu alternated in their dreams, and Qin Ruo's unknowing but resolute eyes. I woke up in such a panicked dream, hugged the quilt and cried silently.

Twenty-nine-year-old Su Ling, who is heavily in debt and dares not let her family know, and her sexual orientation does not dare to let her family know. She is full of secrets. She is tired but always careless.

I don't think I have the courage to see him again. Maybe it was a mistake for me to attend the high school reunion in the past. I have to leave in three days, and I can't come back for another year. But I thought of him and said, "I have just been in Yecheng for more than a year." He also touched my glass, and the only dimple on his right face showed out. "I need to contact more in the future."

Contact a big-headed ghost! The ghost will not disperse! I covered my head with a quilt and thought of the big financial hole that I had to fill when I went back after the Spring Festival. I couldn't wait to look up to the sky and shout a few times.

The next morning, I was still in a warm quilt and didn't want to get up. I had already opened the door of my room with a happy face and said, "Was there something good that didn't tell me yesterday?" Looking at her happy look, I wondered that none of my high school classmates knew me. Why did she look like she got accurate information? And to be honest, she looks a little like a serious leader. I squinted and hummed twice, and she sat by my bed and began to teach me a lesson. I was drowsy in her lesson, and suddenly I heard her lower her voice and say a word that made me very **.

"I have a lot of money on hand. Your uncle's prodigal thing has been thinking about it for a long time... If you get married, I'll give it to you immediately..." She sighed, but I secretly opened my eyes and thought about the money, money, money, and looked at my mother's face. It didn't seem to fool me, that is to say, I have this money when I got married... But the point is, who should I marry? I secretly sighed in my heart. It seems that my mother's private money will be trapped by my uncle. It's not mine.

She said again, "I think Secretary Mo's youngest son is a good person. Don't be picky. If someone wants to ask you out, you dare not go. Humph!" My mother knocked on my head and glanced at me meaningfully and went out. I'm completely angry that she should be the leader of the spy organization instead of the president of the bank! Moreover, it is both soft and hard, and money and bribery are used to spy on the enemy.

Not long after I got up, I received a call from Mo Yu.

"How were you yesterday?" I don't know why his voice on the other end of the phone is particularly magnetic. Although I want to say a few words, I still think about my money. I squeaked twice and said unhappily, "Why do you have my number?" After saying that, he felt that what he was talking about was nonsense. Mo Yuyu explained with a good temper, "When I was talking to you in KTV last night, Li Yu texted me your mobile phone number."

X's Li Yu, a man who is married and has children, is relatively trivial, and actually has a hobby of being a matchmaker. I don't understand why these married people are so keen to bridge the way for single people.

"If I continue to ask you out today, will you be honored and... come out for dinner with me?" Mo Yuyu said and lowered his voice over there.

"Eat? Me and you? Mo Yuyu, it's not fun." I couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Yes..." He pondered, and then said briefly, "At five o'clock in the afternoon, I'll pick you up at the gate of your community."

I frowned, held my mobile phone, stood in the living room, and was in a daze. Mo Yuyu's behavior should be a man's pursuit of a woman's relationship in terms of a simple relationship between a man and a woman. Telephone invitation, dinner, and there may be flowers to accompany you. However, Mo Yuyu was one of the few of my friends who knew my inside story when I was young.

So his move is very unusual.

He won't have picked it so much that there is no woman to choose from now, and he even wants to try it, right?

I resisted the impulse to call and ask questions. The training of time has changed me from an impulsive and violent to the enchanting mother T of the world. The so-called enemy doesn't move, and I'm waiting to see what he wants to do.

At this time, I didn't know that Mo Yu was a GAY, but I knew it at dinner. Because when he encounters a big or decisive thing, he is as simple and clear as before. Su Ling, I don't want to talk to you in circles. Let's get married."

"Cough..." Even though I have been in the battlefield for a long time, I can't stand such a shock. I put down the teacup and glanced at him. His eyes may be more complicated. Under my gaze, he was actually a little nervous. In fact, I am very familiar with this kind of tension. Take a deep breath, calm, and the front end of my tone is a little tentative. I said: " Actually, I'm a...GAY..."

I threw the cigarette on the table and only felt that the atmosphere was too tense just now. I gasped and whispered to him unnaturally. Mo Yuyu, this game is not fun. It's boring to lie about this."

"Why did I lie to you?" Perhaps because he finally told the truth, Mo Yu was a little indifferent, "I don't have to lie to you."

I took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, quivered, took a deep breath, tilted my head at him, and laughed, "I really didn't expect it."

"Let's get married." As if he had made up his mind, he repeated it again.

"My mother is a little anxious..." I sighed and suddenly remembered that I was at a loss. I cleared my throat and said, "But she has been anxious for so many years, and I can slowly spend time with her."

Mo Yuyu lowered his head and said, "I bought a house of more than 90 square meters in Yecheng. If you marry me, I will change my name to the property certificate.

I "sneered", and he then said slowly, "We live together and don't interfere with each other. You can find a shared rent."

"The little one I live in is very happy." I'm stubborn. In fact, I have to pay the rent after my first year. I'm afraid I have to find another way to find the rent.

"I will pay all the living expenses." I began to be silent and wanted to hear what he would say next.

"I just need you to help me deal with the house. Of course, I will also help you." He raised his head and looked at me sincerely. In fact, when I recalled that time, I only remembered that we were sitting in the booth by the window. Mo Yuyu's eyes stared at me brightly. The restaurant was noisy, and the aroma of food permeated around, but every word he followed was very clear. "That's it, we got married. I can resolutely refuse to get married and don't care about the secular vision, but when I see you again, I think we can be as good as before.

This is not the first time I've been proposed in my life, but at this time, I couldn't refuse as before. I didn't know what to say and felt that what I said was superfluous.

He knew everything, and he also explained everything clearly. At that moment, I thought of the vacancy on my book and my mother's tightness. But more often, what I thought of was that when I was 16 years old, Mo Yuyu and I sat at the same table. He was silent but he was the most trustworthy. Mo Yuyu was a GAY. I'm a mother. Why don't we... get married?