Heart-warming 24 hours: step by step

Chapter 137 He Is My Fiance (1)

Zhao Yating, you have to know that once you are sincere, you will definitely die. Besides, there is a woman living in this man's heart, and you are just a dream. When you wake up from the dream, all the cruel truths will be revealed. will unfold slowly.And until that time, what should you do? Could it be that you are still expecting his sincerity?

"Molin." Su Yao put down the chopsticks in her hand, looked at the thoughtful woman in front of her, and called out twice.In the bowl in front of Mo Lin, the rice hadn't moved at all, she just kept picking and pulling the rice grains with chopsticks, with her head slightly lowered.

Hearing Su Yao's voice, Molin just smiled silently, looking at Su Yao who hesitated to speak.Lan Yu's phone call yesterday made her inexplicably uneasy, lying on the bed all night, her mind was full of the man's cold words.

He has never used that attitude towards her. The man in his memory is always humble and polite, with a refreshing smile on the corner of his mouth.But last night, there was obviously a trace of anger in his words. Although he deliberately suppressed it, he was as careful as her, and could still feel the change in the man's mood.

He seemed to be angry, but Molin couldn't figure out the reason. Girls with worries can't hide secrets in their hearts.Although the woman sitting in front of her looks more confused than her, once a woman falls in love, her IQ always drops to zero.

"Yaoyao." Molin took a sip from the water glass in front of her, thinking about how to ask without appearing hypocritical, and after deliberating for a few seconds, said word by word: "If a man hangs up on you for no reason, and you It's always been good, well, it's like a good friend, what do you think is the reason?"

After finishing speaking, Molin simply put down the chopsticks in her hand, resting her chin with her right hand, her eyes tightly locked on Su Yao's face.

Su Yao was holding a chicken leg in her right hand, and she was eating with relish. When she heard the woman's words, she thought about it seriously, repeated what Mo Lin said, and then suddenly dropped the chicken leg, holding Mo Lin's left hand directly with her greasy right hand , "Molin, this kind of thing is worth making you forget about food and tea, so you can make a call now, wait for him to speak, and then hang up directly."

Molin's originally frowning face was instantly covered with black lines. Sure enough, she was impulsive just now, and Su Yao's EQ is simply negative.

But because of Su Yao's words, the originally depressed atmosphere in the restaurant improved slightly, so Molin picked up the chopsticks in front of her again and ate half a bowl of rice.

After cleaning all the kitchen, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon. Su Yao put down the remote control in her hand a little sullenly, turned around and glanced at the mobile phone on the sofa. Five seconds later, she couldn't help picking up the mobile phone and clicking on it. There was no Any unread text messages and missed calls.For no reason, there was a sense of irritability in her heart, she couldn't tell how she felt about him, she just felt that when she was with him, she would be very happy.

And this kind of simple and pure feeling is something that no one can give.

The more I force myself not to think about him, but the brain doesn't listen to it at all, and the originally blurred face becomes clearer in an instant.Gu Pan's warm and jade-like face, the glutinous rice porridge he cooked, and his wide and warm back are constantly in my mind.

Obviously, they were just some scattered and inconspicuous things, but they seemed to have taken root in her heart. Every time I think about it, I just feel that everything is as clear as yesterday, as if he never left, as long as she turned her head, You can see the gentle eyes of the man.
Maybe this is love. It doesn't need too many gorgeous words, and it doesn't need to be so earth-shattering. I just want to meet you in my best years!

Those beautiful pictures from the past, like a movie, were replayed in front of her eyes over and over again.From the night he met her to the art gallery, to when she was sick and he took care of her all night, and then they went to the supermarket together, he carried her home, she cooked and he washed the dishes.

(End of this chapter)