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An Shui hung up the phone, walked out of the room, and knocked on her daughter's door twice.

"Baby, can I come in?"

"certainly?."

An Zhi got up from the bed, the heating in the room was sufficient, and there was also floor heat. She was only wearing pure cotton pajamas, and she didn't feel cold at all.There was a book spread out on the blue bed, An Shui picked it up and looked at the title.

"Jane Eyre".

She put it down again and touched her daughter's head. The hair on the top of her head was soft. An Shui smiled and asked her daughter.

"Grandpa and grandma called just now, saying that they missed you, and asked if they want to go to their place for the New Year."

"Now you are on winter vacation, do you want to stay here? Or go to Bianjing to accompany grandpa and grandma?"

"To Bianjing, I miss them."

"Mom sure did too."

An Shui respects her daughter's opinion very much. If An Zhi wants to stay in Xijing, she will definitely not object.And the tacit understanding between mother and daughter is that when she thinks about Anzhi all the time, Anzhi will also think about her, and will respond to her love very actively and enthusiastically.

An Shui patted her little head lovingly.

"Then you will call grandma back later, and tell her in person, two days? Mom will drive you back."

"Okay?" Anzhi nodded.

An Shui took advantage of the situation and sat by the bed, pointed at the book "Jane Eyre" with his index finger, and asked: "Haven't you read this book before, and let your mother read the review you wrote, why did you find it again? Here it comes? "

"Just suddenly? There is something I don't understand? I want to see if there is an answer in the book."

An Zhi knelt and sat on the bed, holding the book in his arms.She was troubled by Hua Zhishu's two sentences for a long time, and she couldn't quite figure it out, as if she had entered a dead end, and she was like a headless fly, buzzing around in it, everywhere. hit a wall.

Sure enough, that's the case, An Shui sighed silently in her heart, she felt that her daughter seemed to be preoccupied during this time, but it just happened to be the end of the term, she thought it was the pressure of the exam, so she didn't ask, but it turned out that it was a holiday, and her daughter was still shrunk. She couldn't come out in the room, and didn't take the initiative to talk to her. Only then did An Shui realize that something was wrong.

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask your mother." An Shui didn't intend to blame her. When a child grows up, he has his own ideas? It's normal, but she didn't ask her mother for help at the first time, which made her a little hurt. "Books are dead. But people? They're alive, aren't they?"

"Tell me, even if you tell mom that you have someone you like, mom won't be angry."

An Shui observed her daughter's reaction while talking. She didn't let her eyes be too deliberate, more like that kind of "disappearing" glance. The daughter looked calm, but the hand holding the book was tight. An Shui knew that Her little habit, this is tantamount to admitting it.

But she had to act ignorant to keep the conversation going.

"It's not me, it's a friend of mine..."

An Zhi lowered his head while talking, probably because he felt that he had no credibility, and his voice became lower and lower.An Shui couldn't help laughing when she heard it, "A friend of mine" is "I", her silly baby, she doesn't usually surf the Internet, and she doesn't even know what she has suffered in this regard.

"Well, one of your friends, what's wrong with her?" An Shui suppressed a smile, and put on a gesture of "belief". This made An Zhi relax a little, and summoned up the courage to continue talking.

"She fell in love with someone?"

"Oh~ boys and girls?"

An Zhi paused, not really wanting to answer her mother's question, after all, she is not good at? Lying, afraid of being exposed, so she could only vaguely say, "It's not important."

"No, this is very important. After all, boys and girls have completely different attitudes towards being pursued."

An Shui began to play tricks, and An Zhi, who had no social experience, fell into the trap directly.

"really?"

"real."

In fact, An Shui didn't know either, she didn't have a lot of emotional experience, and her ex-husband was still a scumbag, so the credibility of his opinions on emotions was close to zero, but this didn't prevent her from using her daughter's words.

"Boys are generally soft-hearted, and will try to get together even if they don't like it; but girls are different, they only like what they like, and others? They don't take a second look."

"But if this person is particularly persevering and his silent companionship impresses a girl, the girl will turn her head back."

"So tell mom, do you hi, cough, do your friends like boys or girls?"

Good? Dangerous? Dangerous, almost slipped his mouth, An Shui clenched his fist and coughed lightly, adjusting his state.

"She likes girls."

An Shui is not surprised by this answer, why not say that from the moment she knew that her daughter had someone she liked, she already had a choice in her heart.

"is it beautiful?"

An Zhi thought about Qin Siyu's face, a shyness flashed in his eyes, and he murmured, "Pretty."

"In good shape?"

Why do you ask this? An Zhi felt that her face was going to turn red. She grabbed the pillow on the bed and hugged her in her arms. She tried to cover her slightly hot face and answered in a low voice.

"good?."

"That's normal." An Shui smiled softly, "Who doesn't like a girl with a beautiful body and a good figure? When my mother was young, there were many women chasing her."

It's just that he finally looked away? He took a blind eye and chose a scumbag.

I feel good just thinking about it.

"But that girl doesn't like my friend."

An Shui narrowed her eyes when she heard the words, recalling Qin Siyu's attitude and words and deeds towards Anzhi, it shouldn't be, she thinks that Siyu likes her baby very much, how could he not like it?

"How do you know? Did your friend confess?" An Shui asked cautiously.

An Zhi shook his head, "No confession, does that girl have someone she likes? Not my friend."

That's it.

Indeed, it's not surprising that a pretty little girl like Qin Siyu has someone she likes, but it's just that my poor baby's first love affair can only end without a medical condition.

"Is your friend sad?"

"It's okay? Well, because she knew about it a long time ago, she wasn't particularly sad."

An Zhi grabbed the rabbit in her arms and kept kneading its fleshy paws with both hands. This kind of action was a bit like a cat's behavior of stepping on milk. It was a behavior she unconsciously made when she was anxious. reaction.

Not particularly sad, but a little sad.An Shui understood her daughter's way of speaking very well, raised her hand and rubbed her head, and continued to ask.

"Then what is it that you don't understand?"

"A schoolgirl told her that before loving others, you must first learn to love yourself."

An Zhi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, "I don't quite understand, what counts as / loving yourself."

Do you want to be like Xi Mu?Too much emphasis on self, always in the center of the crowd.Or do you want to be like Yao Rui and be an egoist?

She loves Qin Siyu and wants to give her everything, whatever she wants, it doesn't matter if there is no return.

Is this wrong?Is this wrong?

Shouldn't this be selflessness, shouldn't this be dedication?

She didn't understand, and she couldn't understand, her mind was in a fog, and her heart was heavy.

When An Shui heard this, she understood everything and why her daughter opened the book "Jane Eyre".The perfect self-respect and self-love protagonist in the story is very good, but for Anzhi, it is just a illusory phantom, a beautiful imagination, just like a mirage in the desert, which cannot be lost. The traveler? The right guide.

Her daughter's troubled expression was really hard to ignore, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of An Shui's mouth. After thinking about it, she tried to integrate and refine the experience of the first half of her life, and tried to use concise and concise words to make her feel happy. Anzhi understands the meaning of self-love.

This is not a quick process. An Shui is neither a philosopher nor a master of literature. She is far less familiar with words than the notes. She lowered her head and was thinking, when the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated.She took it out and looked at it. It was a text message. The sender's mobile phone number was a familiar number. Just seeing it annoyed her.

An Shui threw the phone on the bed and ignored the news. Right now, nothing is more important than a heart-to-heart conversation between mother and daughter.

"In my mother's view, self-love is not that kind? Superficial, everything is self-centered, and it is called narcissism if it is too much."

"If you don't listen to others, that's arrogance. If you don't listen to others, it's conceited."

"Self-love is in the middle, a very balanced and beautiful state. In terms of specific manifestations, there are probably two points."

"One, never let yourself get hurt." An Shui pinched her daughter's cheek, this sentence is also her greatest expectation for An Zhi, "Don't let the outside world hurt you easily, whether it's your body, or Your emotions, your heart."

"Second, always love yourself a little more than you love others."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the mother and daughter, which ruined such a good atmosphere. An Shui frowned and looked at the caller ID. It was the same number just now. She pressed mute and had no choice. Then, cover the phone directly.

"Is it all right? Mom."

"It's okay, it's telemarketing."

Anzhi nodded, "I don't quite understand the meaning of the second sentence."

Why love yourself a little more than you love others?Love is not to give? Do not ask for anything in return?Those love stories written in the book, Romeo and Juliet, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, didn’t they all sacrifice everything for love?

There have been so many people for thousands of years? It should not be wrong to sing praises.

If it is wrong, why has no one ever said it.

"It's actually very simple, baby. This is just an arithmetic problem. You love her four points, and you love yourself six points. If she also only loves you four points, you can exchange it, is it still a complete one?"

"Even if she doesn't love you, hasn't she lost too much?"

After all, love is not a fair deal, nor is it a beautiful? good? fairy tale.

An Zhi was silent for a long time, and she really wanted to ask, if that person loved her very much, what would he say? Shouldn't she return ten.

This question hovered in her heart? After all, she didn't reveal it.

The pressed phone turned on again, An Zhi saw it, and turned it over for his mother. It was an incoming call without a note, and the number was in the imperial capital.Her heart beat slightly, and she said to her mother with a smile.

"Thank you, mom, for chatting with me. Please go ahead and do some work. I'll read the book later."

Although he really didn't want to answer the call, An Shui followed his daughter's suggestion, returned to his bedroom, and connected the call.

"What's the matter?"

The cold tone and obvious impatience are the unique treatment for her ex-husband.

"Did you see the picture I sent you?"

"No, just tell me if you have something to do, and hang up if you have nothing to do."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "I had a physical examination, and the sperm motility in the report was very low."

An Shui squinted his eyes. Low sperm motility means that the woman is having difficulty conceiving, and Jiang He is likely to die.Even though this is good news for Anshui that is worth setting off fireworks to celebrate, but the other party deliberately said that it was definitely not just for the sake of selling badly.

"so what?"

"Anzhi is likely to be my only child."

"I want her custody back."

The author has something to say: In fact, I really want to set the title of this chapter as "Friends Made Out of Nothing" [poof

But I thought about it, Anzhi still has friends, so forget it.

Today's update is late. I actually wrote more than 2000 before, but I always felt wrong, so I deleted it and wrote it again......

Come, come, my favorite scumbag male link is here.

The crematorium is in the back row, let me torture the scumbag for a while.