Abducted the female teacher's best friend

This day, Zhou Ruoxin had a rest and didn't have to go to tutoring. After noon, she rode an electric car from home to look for Mo Zebei.

Mother Zhou made wontons, knowing that Mo Zebei likes to eat them, Zhou Ruoxin specially brought some for her in a food box.

The security of this old residential building is very lax, and outsiders are basically not inquired about, not to mention that Zhou Ruoxin lived here before.She parked the car in front of Mo Zebei's unit with ease, then went in and climbed the stairs. When she was about to climb to the eighth floor, she called Mo Zebei, and Mo Zebei came out of the bedroom and opened the door for her.

"Have you eaten lunch yet?" Zhou Ruoxin's hair around her ears was wet with sweat, she reached out and passed the food box over.

"Not yet." Mo Zebei took the food box she handed over, and let her in sideways.

"There are wontons inside, eat it while it's hot." Zhou Ruoxin left this sentence and turned to wash her face inside.

Mo Zebei put the food box on the dining table, went to the balcony to get a towel and waited for her to come out: "Wipe your face."

"Well," Zhou Ruoxin asked while wiping her face, "Is the air conditioner not turned on in the room?"

The doors of her bedroom and Father Mo's bedroom were both open. If the air conditioner was turned on inside, the hall would not be so hot.

"The air conditioner is broken." Mo Zebei went to his bedroom and took out the exhaust fan. After the power was turned on, the small exhaust fan began to breathe out wind.

"Why don't you call someone to fix it?" Zhou Ruoxin sat on the dining chair opposite her.

"It doesn't work well after repairing it." Mo Zebei bowed his head and drank the wonton.

"Go to my place to sleep at night?" Due to global warming, the temperature is getting higher every year, not to mention it is still midsummer.

Mo Zebei shook his head lightly, expressing his reluctance to go.

Zhou Ruoxin bit her lip, and said again: "You don't need to sleep on the bed, just sleep on the floor next to me." Zhou Ruoxin knew that Mo Zebei didn't like to be close to others, and usually she only touched Mo Zebei's arm, but she didn't hold it much. over her hand.

Mo Zebei put down his spoon and glanced at Zhou Ruoxin: "It's too troublesome."

Zhou Ruoxin was helpless, knowing that it would be meaningless to continue, so she simply changed the subject.

The two chatted for a while, and when Mo Zebei finished eating the wontons, Zhou Ruoxin drove her to Wanda Plaza on an electric car, saying they were going to watch a movie.

When the two arrived at the place, they had just picked up the tickets when Meng Yuanhao's call came.

"I don't want to quarrel today," Zhou Ruoxin glanced at Mo Zebei's phone screen, "Don't tell him where we are."

Mo Zebei glanced down at the phone, but didn't answer the call. After the ringing ended automatically, she put the phone in her pocket.

Seeing her move, the corners of Zhou Ruoxin's mouth slightly curled up, her brows and eyes were stained with a smile.

The two bought Coke and popcorn and sat next to each other.

"Why did you tell Meng Yuanhao later?" Zhou Ruoxin was referring to Mo Zebei not answering Meng Yuanhao's phone call.

"Tell me the truth." Mo Zebei took a sip of Coke and stared at the big screen.

The joy that Zhou Ruoxin had just surged sank again, and Mo Zebei was still the same as before, nothing changed.

Mo Zebei watched the whole process very seriously, but Zhou Ruoxin was thinking about going abroad. She thought carefully, is there anyone in the world who can make Mo Zebei different, get her attention, and get her favor...

After the movie ended, she didn't want to understand this question either. At least for so many years, she had never seen Mo Zebei treat anyone special, not even one.

"Let's go?" Many people got up and left their seats. Zhou Ruoxin was still sitting still, and Mo Zebei asked.

Zhou Ruoxin was brought back to her senses by her question, she turned her eyes and stared at Mo Zebei for a few seconds, then stood up with a smile.

After leaving the No. [-] hall, when he walked to the door of the theater, he bumped into Meng Yuanhao again.

Meng Yuanhao came with his cousin. When he saw the two of them, he was surprised at first, and then displeased: "Why didn't you call me when you two came to watch a movie?"

"Who stipulates that you have to be called when you watch a movie?" Zhou Ruoxin snorted.

They started to fight each other with one sentence.

Mo Zebei stood aside without saying a word.

Meng Yuanhao's cousin also couldn't figure out why his cousin and the fierce girl in front of him quarreled.He met Zhou Ruoxin several times when he was a child, but now he doesn't recognize her.

There are quite a few people coming and going to watch movies, and from time to time someone looks at them.

Meng Yuanhao's cousin felt that he couldn't hold back his face, so he forced Meng Yuanhao to go inside.

Seeing the situation, Zhou Ruoxin also dragged Mo Zebei out.

"It really pissed me off." Zhou Ruoxin muttered to Mo Zebei as she walked.

"Are you still going to look at the clothes?" She remembered that Zhou Ruoxin said before that she wanted to go to a clothes store after watching the movie.

"I'm still angry."

Mo Zebei stopped talking, and sat on an empty chair not far away, waiting for her to calm down.

Zhou Ruoxin also sat next to her, but didn't speak.

"Want to drink milk tea?" After two or three minutes, Mo Zebei opened his mouth.

"You buy it for me?"

"Ah."

The corners of Zhou Ruoxin's mouth curled up slightly, and the anger in her heart dissipated instantly.

She felt that Mo Zebei was still a little special to her, even if it was only a little bit.

After drinking the milk tea bought by Mo Zebei, Zhou Ruoxin became much happier, and was in the mood to go shopping in the clothes store.

She drank while picking clothes, and she would try on the ones she was satisfied with.

It's just that Meng Yuanhao came soon.

He didn't finish the movie, so he came here early.

Mo Zebei was sitting on the sofa in the store, waiting for Zhou Ruoxin who was trying on clothes.

Seeing Meng Yuanhao approaching, Mo Zebei took the initiative to move to the side to make room for him, Meng Yuanhao pursed his lips, and sat down anyway, with a muffled voice: "I think you are partial to her today. "

"She said she didn't want to quarrel today." Mo Zebei's words were an explanation.

Meng Yuanhao remained silent with a sullen face.

Zhou Ruoxin tried on a blue and white dress and thought it looked pretty. She wanted to ask Mo Zebei's opinion, but when she came out, she saw Meng Yuanhao again.

"What are you doing here again?" Zhou Ruoxin said angrily.

"I'm here to find Zebei." Meng Yuanhao's tone was not good either.

Zhou Ruoxin turned cold, lost her clothes, and walked out while grabbing Mo Zebei's arm.

Just as Meng Yuanhao was about to step up to follow, he caught a glimpse of the blue and white dress thrown on the sofa by Zhou Ruoxin.

Recalling the way she smiled and picked up the clothes just now, she should like it.

After struggling for two seconds, Meng Yuanhao picked up his clothes and paid the bill with his mobile phone.

After leaving the store, he didn't look for them, but went back to Zhou's house with his clothes.

When Zhou Ruoxin and Mo Zebei returned to Zhou's house, Zhou's mother frowned and said to Zhou Ruoxin: "You are getting more and more careless now, and the clothes you paid for can be left in other people's stores. Fortunately, Yuan Hao saw them and sent them to you." .”

Zhou Ruoxin wanted to refute a few words, but when she saw the clothes, she didn't say anything.

She grabbed the clothes and went back to the bedroom, with Mo Zebei following behind.

"Who cares that he buys it for me."

Mo Zebei picked up the clothes in her hand and looked at them: "It's pretty."

Zhou Ruoxin's eyes sparkled when she heard that, she turned her neck to look at Mo Zebei: "Do you think it looks good?"

"Ah."

After hearing the satisfactory answer, Zhou Ruoxin smiled a little.

After a while, Zhou's mother knocked on the door, Zhou Ruoxin sat still, Mo Zebei opened the door for her.

"Both of you go and give Yuan Hao a few pieces of watermelon." Mother Zhou came in with a fruit plate.

Zhou Ruoxin pursed her lips, as if unwilling to go: "Is there any fruit in his house, how many pieces of watermelon are he missing?"

Mother Zhou gave her a helpless look, and handed the fruit plate to Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei took the fruit plate and whispered to Zhou Ruoxin, "Let's go." Zhou Ruoxin reluctantly got up from the bed.

On the way, Zhou Ruoxin frowned and muttered: "We give him watermelon, he must be proud."

"Yeah." Mo Zebei said no more.

Sure enough, as Zhou Ruoxin said, Meng Yuanhao was really proud to see the two of them serving fruit.

"This watermelon is so sweet." As soon as the two of them entered the door, Meng Yuanhao took a piece and took a bite.

Zhou Ruoxin snorted softly.

Mo Zebei also took a piece to the trash can and squatted to eat, and called Zhou Ruoxin: "Come and eat."

"Yes." Zhou Ruoxin also passed by.

After eating, Meng Yuanhao took Mo Zebei to play games again, Zhou Ruoxin was not in a hurry to leave, and made trouble for Meng Yuanhao beside him.

Meng Yuanhao was angry and impatient, and the two quarreled again after a while, but they made up again in the end.

After Zhou Ruoxin left, the dinner that Mo Zebei ate at Meng Yuanhao's house was made by his aunt, and the craftsmanship was pretty good. Mo Zebei had eaten it several times before.

Mo Zebei didn't come out by bike, and took a shared bike home when he left.

The days were so unhurried, and a few days before school started, Mo Lin came back and bought two pairs of shoes for Mo Zebei.

Students in Kaesong No. [-] Middle School basically wear uniforms at school. Parents don’t buy many clothes for their children, but there are quite a lot of shoes.

Father Mo made dinner, simple home-cooked dishes.

Both father and daughter are stuffy, even if they haven't seen each other for several days, they don't have much to say.

Dinner was very quiet, and Father Mo drank some wine.

"You're eighteen this year, you're an adult." Father Mo said dryly when the dinner was about to end.

"Yeah." Mo Zebei put down his chopsticks.

Father Mo glanced at his daughter. She looked more like her mother, with pale skin and stern eyebrows.

Originally, I wanted to say some words of advice, but when the image of that person appeared in my mind, I didn't know what to say now.

"Go to bed early." After saying this, Father Mo stopped talking.

"Yeah." Mo Zebei got up to take a shower, and then went back to the bedroom.

The night was very quiet, and there were no cicadas chirping at night, only the continuous operation of exhaust fans.

She put her hands behind her head and stared at the ceiling above her head, thinking: school is about to start, and this year is the last year of high school.

Time flies by, and the days are gone forever.