Mo Shao's little feather

When Zhongli Yuyu was a child, she thought she was a child of a normal family.

Even if his parents are not loving, he still understands at a young age that many of their families are organized for the sake of the family, and many of them are in this state.

Therefore, the parents are still his parents, and that is enough.

But they didn't even want to act like that.

Zhongli Yuyu was born in such a family, and he was doomed to not be an ignorant child since he was a child, and he could understand that instead of being with someone he doesn't love, it's okay to be separated, as long as they still love him.

Just like any other family, at least they still love their children.

However, one day he discovered that the two of them already had separate families outside, and the children in the family were actually several years older than him.Especially when he saw their attitudes towards those children, everything was so obvious when compared to how they were when they were with him.

At that time, Zhongli Yuyu realized that the love she thought was all a lie, no, it wasn't even a lie.

It was just those two people's casual perfunctory, but he has regarded it as a treasure for many years, guarding that poor love that he thought he had.

After living for more than ten years, in the end, I found that what I faced was all false.

At that moment, the world in Zhongli Yuyu's heart completely collapsed and fell into the darkness.

Especially the trust in people and the ability to love people, he has basically lost since then.

In Zhongli Yuyu's view, not only are they not worthy of being their own parents, they are not worthy of being their children, but they also betrayed their lovers.

Grandpa Zhongli is not a rigid old man who insists on getting married. It was they themselves who decided to get married and tie the two families together.

In the end, Zhongli Yuyu is not the only one who hurts?

Under the strong means of Zhongli's grandfather and grandfather, those two people transferred all the shares in their hands to Zhongli Yuyu, and then completely walked out of his life.

In the past few years, I don't know what happened to those two people. Every year on Zhongli Yuyu's birthday, they would ask their children to send birthday gifts.

Gifts, all of great value.

However, he really doesn't care.

However, Zhongli Yuyu would accept it every time.

Someone came to your door with a gift, why not?Not stupid.

As for meeting or repairing the relationship, Zhongli Yuyu never thought about it.

From the day they made the choice to leave, he was an orphan without father or mother.

Each walks the path of his own choice, and no one hinders the other. This is the best thing for each other.

——Today, I will give you all the shares. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other. Don't pester me and disturb my life!

That day, one of them spoke harshly, while the other watched coldly.

What he faced seemed to be the enemy of several lifetimes, not his own child.

This is what they said, Zhongli Yuyu has always engraved it in his heart, and dare not forget it for a second.

Zhongli Yuyu no longer remembers her reaction at that time, but she will always remember the disgust in their eyes and the mocking curve of their lips.

For several years, Zhongli Yuyu received regular psychological counseling, and slowly let go of the family relationship that was not considered love at all.

Probably had a premonition of this relationship since he was a child, but the current subversion was too thorough for him to accept, so he came out earlier than expected.

It is also because he sees too clearly, so his heart is more lonely than others, and he does not get close to others and does not let people get close.

Even if he has a baby-baby face that is very easy to deceive the world, even if he has an innocent smile on his face every day.

But there are few people who can understand the coldness in his heart.

It's like everyone has countless masks, and once you get used to wearing them, you don't even know which one is your real self.

In that period of darkness, his only friend Zhou Zhou became his only ray of light.

Afterwards, he became fascinated by Mo Xin's writing, and his habits over the past few years made him not reject Mo Xin.

This is also the reason why among so many people, Zhongli Yuyu only recognizes the two of them.

Perhaps in the dark, fate, self-determination.

Going around, the people you should meet will always meet, just like them.

There is always one person who will work very hard just to come to another person's side.

Even if they meet for the first time, they are no strangers.

Zhongli Yuyu lay on the reclining chair with her head up, with a book covering her face, bathed in the sunlight, as if she had fallen asleep.

When Mo Xin came back, what he saw was such a scene.

After he changed his clothes, he walked over quietly, and before he got close, Zhongli Yuyu had already taken off the book on his face.

The whole person looked at Mo Xin in a daze, subconsciously blinked, and a few seconds later the coldness in his eyes faded away and he smiled warmly.

"you're back."

"Yeah." Mo Xin didn't seem to notice the change in his eyes, she leaned closer and kissed him as before, and said with a smile, "Isn't it hot in the sun, my skin is red."

"Ah..." Zhongli Yuyu stroked his arm belatedly, "I didn't notice, it's really a little hot." After finishing speaking, he realized that he was indeed a little too slow, touched his head and laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Go and sit on the sofa for a while, we'll change clothes later and we'll go out." Mo Xin hugged him like a princess, and walked towards the living room while talking.

Zhongli Yuyu was startled by him, and hurriedly reached out to wrap his arms around his neck. "Scare me, is there any activity in a while?"

He naturally leaned against Mo Xin's arms, and he didn't feel unhappy because of this posture.

Mo Xin walked to the side of the sofa, and didn't put the person down, but still held him in his arms after sitting down.

"Well, today is your birthday, let's go to celebrate." It was straightforward and without any romance.

Zhongli Yuyu burst out laughing, "Fortunately, a person like you doesn't like girls, otherwise he would definitely not be able to find a girlfriend. It's not romantic at all, and you will definitely be mad at you."

"Really?" Mo Xin looked innocent, "You are very happy, Little Feather."

"I'm not a girl." Zhongli Yu gave him a jaded look, this guy can be silly sometimes.

Mo Xin smiled, "That's just right. Didn't you say something, what kind of pot goes with what kind of lid, no one can do it except you."

Zhongli Yuyu hummed dissatisfied, "Glib."

Mo Xin pouted shamelessly, "Do you want to try it? It's very sweet."

"Bah, I don't want it."

Mo Xin sighed regretfully, "Tsk, what a pity."

The two huddled together and chatted, Zhongli Yuyu didn't say that anyone was here today, and Mo Xin didn't ask what was in the two bags thrown on the other side of the sofa.

It's almost time, and the two are ready to go out.

While changing shoes, Zhongli Yuyu suddenly said, "You know all about it."

Mo Xin paused for a moment, blinked at him, and said with a light smile, "I know everything."

Zhongli Yuyu pouted, but his eyes were full of smiles.

He knew it, he must know it all.

Mo Xin has always believed that if you love someone, you should know everything about him, but never mention it until he is unwilling to mention it.

Because you know it, you can understand it, you can understand it, and you can't think that you are kind enough to stab his wound with a comforting knife when he is sad.

It is his love to avoid his wounds, take good care of him, and let him recover gradually.

"Hey, isn't this Wu Zicong's house?" Zhongli Yuyu thought that Mo Xin would take him to some fancy restaurant, play the violin, have a candlelight dinner or something.

Because that's what most people do.

"That's right, Zicong's house has everything, and today he's messing around with Duanmu." Mo Xin had an open face, without the slightest bit of guilt about occupying the magpie's nest.

"All the things are complete?" Zhongli Yuyu went through the words in his mind, and suddenly came up with a terrible message. "Mr. Mo Xin, you don't plan to cook yourself, do you?"

Mo Xin raised her eyebrows, "Why, do you look down on my young master's cooking skills?"

"Hehe." Zhongli Yuyu laughed dryly, not because he looked down upon him, but because...it was a bit bad.

Mo Xin opened the door, "Find something to play with first, and I'll come to accompany you when I'm done."

"Dear Daddy, you don't think you are just practicing at Wu Zicong's house these few days." Zhongli Yuyu suddenly felt that Wu Zicong was a bit pitiful, he had seen that guy attaching great importance to the kitchen, and he was tossed like this by a layman, tsk.

"Yeah, you saw through all of this." Mo Xin looked helpless, but the smile on his face was too bright, and he didn't feel the embarrassment of being seen through at all.

If Wu Zicong, who is currently nestled in Duanmu's house, finds out, he will definitely be pissed off.

How about a mysterious, romantic and touching dinner?

It's all exposed before anything else!

"Did he not want to hack you to death?" Zhongli Yuyu was very curious about this matter.

Mo Xin pushed him down on the sofa and sat down, "He can't beat me."

Zhongli Yuyu thought to himself, sure enough, if he can beat him well, he will definitely be hacked to death!

"Is that why you have so little confidence in me?" Mo Xin was really helpless, her own little feather must look down on him too much.

"A little bit." Zhongli Yuyu stretched out her little finger and pinched the tip of it.

Mo Xin: "..."

Mo Xin hid it from him before, because he was afraid that he would feel distressed when he saw her mess.

Now I don't hide anything, I hope he can understand what happened.

Sometimes the so-called surprise, in the anxiety of waiting, is actually more anxiety in the heart. As for whether it is surprise or joy afterwards, it is only the arranger's opinion.

He didn't want Zhongli Yuyu to feel that uneasy, even if his expectations would be lowered a lot.

Zhongli Yuyu was sitting in the living room, her heart had already flown to the kitchen.

He understood what Mo Xin was thinking, so the corners of his lips couldn't help but keep curling up. This was probably the feeling of loving someone.

Except for his feelings, none of those forms seemed to matter that much.

That day Zhongli Yuyu ate a cake made by Mo Xin.

The cake was slightly ugly, slightly burnt, and not particularly delicious, and he burst into tears when he ate it.

Mo Xin frowned, and carefully wiped away his tears. "Is it that bad?" He thought it was okay, but Xiao Yu cried a little too pitifully.

Zhongli Yuyu sniffed, "It's too unpalatable."

Mo Xin: "..."

"Then let's do something else next year."

"it is good."

This cake is really not tasty, but in Zhongli Yuyu's heart, it is the most delicious one.

For so many years, besides the chef, this is the first person who specially cooks and learns to make something for him.

Although the craftsmanship is really not that good.

However, he didn't intend to let Mo Xin know.

No, it's already booked for next year?

I hope they can do this, make an agreement year after year for the next year, and go on year after year.

For the rest of my life, until my hair turns white, it will be fine.